Shi Haoyu: "Huh? A gift?"
There seemed to be a vague sense of foreboding.
Everyone looked at the big screen curiously. After a flash, a demonic voice came from the screen.
"I love you walking alone in the dark alleys, and I love your tattered clothes."
Shi Haoyu on the screen was walking unsteadily as if he had drunk some old wine, pretending to hold a microphone in one hand, with the other hand raised high, his legs in a lunge, and beating the beat.
It was the scene on the eve of the game when the Huaxia team had a dinner and Shi Haoyu got drunk and acted crazy on the road!
With the cool editing, the picture keeps turning over, coupled with Shi Haoyu's devilish pace, rubbing and hitting the tree, it is particularly exciting.
"Fight! Fight! With the most humble dream!"
As the chorus sounded, Jiang Wan thoughtfully added an accompaniment when making the video. The lyrics flashed all over the screen, and the audience below the podium also started to cheer. Everyone was laughing, except Shi Haoyu, who was completely petrified.
Only his wounded world was achieved.
“…”
Shi Haoyu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
His eyes swept over his beloved teammates.
I don't know which is faster, silencing someone or moving to another planet.
As the short video came to an end, the scene changed and the birthday song started playing. Professor Shi and several staff members came out pushing a large three-layer cake with eighteen...huge candles lit on it.
There is no way. There are too many participating teams. If we don’t make the cake bigger, there won’t be enough to eat.
Everyone at the scene was infected and sang birthday songs in different languages. Shi Haoyu silently shed tears.
From this moment on, Shi Haoyu lost the right to choose his spouse first in his life.
His song "The Lone Hero" will be sung all over the country and made into various versions.
Shi Haoyu's inner monologue: I'm so stupid, really. If I hadn't participated in the league, I wouldn't have met Jiang Wan. If I hadn't met Jiang Wan, I wouldn't have had that meal. If I hadn't had that meal, I wouldn't have acted crazy while drunk in the street. If I hadn't acted crazy while drunk, I wouldn't have been photographed, and I wouldn't have ended up like this.
Some people are alive, but their hearts are dead.
The barrage was very heated at this time.
[Happy birthday, hahahahahahahaha, sorry I shouldn’t have laughed, hahahahaha! ]
[You sang well, but don’t sing it next time.]
"What are you talking about? You can't undermine a child's self-confidence. Brother Haoyu, listen to me. Come here and I'll sew your mouth shut."
[What are you all saying? This song is pretty good, but it's all a copyright dispute.]
[Hahahaha, brother Haoyu is almost broken! Doesn't anyone feel sorry for him?]
[I declare that from now on, this song "The Lone Brave Man" will be Haoyu's exclusive background music! ]
Jiang Wan patted Shi Haoyu's shoulder enthusiastically:
"How's it going, brother Haoyu? Are you happy? Do you like this surprise?"
Shi Haoyu burst into tears: "Happy, so happy, so happy, I want to be happy, I am so damn convinced to have you."
Professor Shi's face was full of smiles. His little kid had finally grown up and could stand on his own.
Although he didn't watch that video very often, it felt a bit weird, maybe that's what young people like.
As long as my grandson is happy.
"Haoyu, come and blow out the candles."
Chu Mengqi came up with the trophy in her hand, smiling: "You have to blow it all in one breath to make your birthday wish come true."
Shi Haoyu fell into deep thought as he looked at the 18 candles that were almost as thick as his forearms.
This thing... can be blown out in one breath?
I'm afraid it will blow others away!
"Make a wish, make a wish!"
"Close your eyes and don't say it, or it won't work."
"Make a wish and then blow out the candles, quick!"
Under the constant urging of his teammates, Shi Haoyu, who had already begun to get used to social death, slowly walked to the side of the cake, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and
"I hope everyone will forget this lone hero, huh!"
The candle didn't move.
Shi Haoyu closed his eyes again:
"I hope that after today, no one will mention the Lone Hero again. Phew!"
The candle flame is solid as a rock.
Shi Haoyu: ...
Shen Yunfei: "What wish did you make?"
Shi Haoyu wanted to cry but had no tears: "Heaven is wrathful and people are resentful..."
Finally, with the collective help of the Chinese team, the candle was finally blown out.
Then Shi Haoyu cut the cake with a sad face and successfully celebrated his 18th birthday with the blessings of players from various countries.
In a dark corner, Tomoya Fujiwara looked at the Chinese team in the sunlight.
The more glamorous they are now, the more miserable I am.
He was severely scolded, and his father, who had always been kind to him, almost wanted to give up on him.
In a family like theirs, if you are outstanding, everyone will be nice to you, but if you fall from grace, you will become a pawn of the family.
He worked hard to climb to that position and surpassed all his father's sons.
Now we are going to be abandoned just because of losing a game?
Did he think all these years were in vain?
Fujiwara Tomoya turned around and walked away from the bustling crowd.
It's lively here, but it doesn't belong to him.
After the cake was divided, the Chinese team threw themselves into bed, closed their eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
It’s a week-long competition and the pressure is high.
Although the next few days were indeed quite carefree, it was impossible to really let go of the worry.
No one knows what ferocious beast will appear.
I don’t even know if the allies around me will betray me in the next second.
Everyone was sleeping soundly, except Shi Haoyu who was tossing and turning.
His dreams were filled with that ghost video. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw his former self singing "The Lone Brave Man" and soaring in the sky.
Shi Haoyu was awakened by the shock again. Tears streaming down his face, he looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and murmured, "I'm so stupid... Really..."
As night fell, Fujiwara Tomoya walked out of the hotel with a gloomy face.
Not far away, someone was waiting for him.
It was clearly night, but the man was wearing a hat, and the wide brim covered half of his face.
Seeing Fujiwara Tomoya approaching, the man raised his hand slightly and took the photo handed to him. His hands had distinct bones and a black mole on his wrist.
"Captain of the Huaxia team, do you have such a big appetite?"
A shadow seemed to be cast over Fujiwara Tomoya's face.
"Don't be too harsh, just make sure she can't participate in the competition."
The man sneered, "I never thought that the ruthless heir of the Fujiwara family would also have a compassionate side."
Fujiwara Tomoya frowned slightly: "Don't say anything you shouldn't say. Du Yu, your sister is in my hands. I advise you to take care of yourself."
Du Yu leaned lazily against the wall, slightly tilting his head, his face, which was always covered by the brim of his hat, facing the moonlight.
The lower half of his face was handsome, showing that he was a rare handsome man, but the upper half was covered with hideous scars, making him look like a demon.
"Oh, then just kill her. She's just a little girl you picked up on the street."
Fujiwara Tomoya had long been accustomed to his behavior. He threw down a check, said nothing more, and turned away.
Du Yu looked at the amount on the check, his lips curled up slightly, he looked in one direction and nodded slightly...
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