Chapter 2 Jinjiang novel reading exclusive I eat it directly. ...
The elevator, which had just stopped, suddenly started running again, and the movement was very obvious in the quiet corridor.
No one spoke up, and the SFD head coach was dumbfounded.
For so many days, Lu Zhiye rarely even answered, let alone took the initiative to talk to anyone.
Looking again, the person being grabbed by Lu Zhiye had messy hair pressed down under his baseball cap, and his coat was crumpled like pickles.
It seems that he is one of the young trainees in this period.
Wait, a youth trainee...?
The head coach was about to ask, but the youth trainee took action first.
He pulled out the arm that Lu Zhiye was holding with greater force, and tugged hard at the coat that was about to fall off his shoulders.
His eyelids fluttered, his face fell, and he was about to blurt out a curse word: "I am..."
"Sweetheart?" A rough voice suddenly came from behind.
"We're on the third floor." The elevator door opened, accompanied by a robotic female voice. A slightly plump, bald man squeezed in between the two of them. "Why are you still here? You gave me a hard time finding you!"
The words "your father" were about to come out of Shi Jing's mouth, but he choked back.
Candy?
What the hell?
He took several seconds to react: "Who are you talking about?"
The fat bald man's face wrinkled, then immediately revealed a loving expression: "Did you sleep yourself silly again? Hey, I told you not to take naps for too long. Experts say that naps longer than two hours can easily lead to Alzheimer's disease."
"These kids have been giving me a lot of trouble since they came to the base." He smiled happily at the head coach of Team One and Lu Zhiye. "Look, they can't even remember the ID they got themselves."
Shi Jing's expression froze.
Whose ID???
Perhaps he felt there was no hope, so he introduced everything in the suicide note he wrote yesterday, except for the details about the club.
Then Shi Jing lowered his head and tremblingly met the eyes of a huge word printed on the chest of his coat.
——Sweet.
"I'm sorry, Lao Chen, Captain Lu. It's my fault for not notifying them enough. I wanted them to get together downstairs today, but we couldn't find this kid anywhere." The fat bald man in charge of the youth training was still smiling apologetically, completely unaware of the person next to him who had been completely petrified.
After saying that, he looked at Shi Jing and said, "Speak up, Tiantian, say hello to Captain Lu."
Shi Tiantian Jing looked up expressionlessly.
For some reason, both coaches felt a murderous aura from the young man in front of them at the same moment.
The air suddenly became silent.
"Haha." The fat bald man quickly changed the subject, "This kid doesn't like to talk much and is quite introverted."
The head coach expressed his understanding: "All kids in this industry are like this. What's the word...socially anxious people!"
"Yes, yes, that's the word. Social anxiety. He's very socially anxious." The fat bald man nodded. "Then, Old Chen, shall we talk again? I'll take him downstairs first."
"Okay," the head coach replied readily. "This batch of youth trainees is almost finished, right? Xiao Lu and I have something to discuss. I'll come to you later to get the evaluation materials."
"Xiao Lu? Let's go."
After waiting for about two or three seconds, Lu Zhiye finally withdrew his gaze from Shi Jing's face.
He lowered his eyes, and returned to that look that made Shi Jing feel like he deserved a beating, then turned and left.
The fat bald guy is the main manager of SFD. He is in charge of everything and talks a lot.
Even after everyone had left, he was still nagging: "Why are all the young people nowadays so socially anxious? You should talk to everyone more."
"Look, isn't this just missing out on an opportunity to connect with your idol? What a shame."
Shi Jing had just been slightly shocked by the ID. After entering the elevator for a while, he had slowly recovered. He frowned when he heard the words: "My idol?"
"Oh, you're still shy?" the chubby manager laughed. "Many of you kids started asking for Wild's autograph the moment you entered the team. I know everything. Don't be shy."
Shi Jing: “?”
Shi Jing endured it again and again, but could no longer endure it: "...He is not my idol."
"Oh?" The fat manager was surprised. "Then who is your idol?"
The situation paused inconspicuously.
Then he put his hands in his pockets, frowned and whispered softly: "Zeit."
The fat manager was stunned.
After a moment, he laughed: "Hahahaha, Zeit?"
Shi Jing was confused: "What's wrong?"
The fat manager slapped his thigh and said, "You are such a joke!"
"?" Shi Jing didn't understand, "I'm not kidding."
Unfortunately, the fat manager was so caught up in his fatherly persona that he didn't hear what he said at all: "Please don't mention Zeit in the base anymore, especially when you meet Xiao Lu."
Shi Jing: "Why?"
Although he and Lu Zhiye don't get along, he's not so sensitive as to forbid anyone from mentioning Lu Zhiye's name in EVG.
"I don't know why, but it never brings up anything good, so forget it." The fat manager waved his hand. "But you can talk about other things. Don't be afraid. Maybe Xiao Lu can give you some pointers, which could be very helpful to your career."
Before exiting the elevator, he patted Shi Jing on the shoulder and winked at him: "Although your performance in this youth training session didn't meet the standards, you still have a chance in the next one. Come on!"
Shi Jing: “…”
While the fat manager was walking in front of him, Shi Jing caught a glimpse of the season's makeup photos posted on the first-floor corridor of the SFD base.
He looked at it, and two seconds later, he pulled out his right hand and very "introvertedly" raised an international friendly gesture towards someone in the C position.
Shi Jing's youth training teammates ran downstairs and saw the scene in front of them.
He opened his eyes wide at the young man in front of him, wanting to take a closer look, but Shi Jing had already put his hands back into his pockets and turned to walk forward.
Wait, was his teammate just giving the middle finger to Lu Shen’s photo?
impossible.
He must be dazzled!
"Sweetheart! Wait for me!" The teammate chased after him. "Sweetheart, don't run! I saw you talking to Lu Shen just now. What did you say... Ouch!"
The person in front suddenly stopped, and his teammates almost stumbled and fell on him.
The teammates looked up and met Shi Jing's eyes, which said, "If you call me Sweetie again, you're dead."
“…” He opened his mouth but didn’t dare to speak.
Shi Jing frowned: "Who are you?"
teammate:"?"
Teammate: "I...ah?"
After recalling the situation and not finding this person among Lu Zhiye's teammates, Shi Jing frowned even more tightly: "Who are you?"
His teammates didn't understand what Shi Jing was up to, but they played along anyway: "I'm Matt! We've been on the same team since youth training. Have you forgotten our deep friendship?"
Shi Jing looked at him for two seconds: "Oh."
Then left.
"No..." Matt chased after him, "What do you mean by oh?"
Ignore people.
Matt: "Are you really sleepy?"
No response.
Matt gasped. "No way! I thought what the manager said about napping for more than two hours a day causing Alzheimer's disease was a rumor. It's actually true?"
Still no response.
Matt was silent for two seconds, then suddenly thought of something: "Did you secretly ask Master Lu for his autograph and refuse to tell your brothers?"
"You want an autograph?" Shi Jing finally answered with three words.
"Yeah, we agreed to go find Lu Shen together to get his autograph, to sign our youth training uniforms. How cool!"
"But it's wrong for you to keep the signature for yourself. How could you betray your brothers?"
He finally understood why he felt uncomfortable as soon as he entered the building.
Everyone in this base was a fanatical follower of Lu Zhiye. Even if he wasn't present, Shi Jing would hear his name at least three times per second.
bother.
After Matt "signed" countless times, Shi Jing said impatiently: "No autograph."
He asked Lu Zhiye for an autograph? He didn't deserve it. He wouldn't even take it if you paid him money.
"I don't believe it. Why are you running so fast without an autograph? What else could make you so anxious?" Matt was still chasing.
Shi Jing stopped in front of the glass door of the hall. The automatic door opened, and the tempting smell of food and noisy voices poured out.
Shi Jing glanced at Matt and said, "Eat."
Matt: “…”
-
After eating at SFD, Shi Jing really didn't have the patience to stay in this base any longer.
He touched his phone and walked out while searching for recent advertisements for domestic clubs recruiting players for trials.
"Please don't mention Zeit in front of Brother Lu anymore. He looks so pale.
Shi Jing stopped and turned his head to look at the person who was talking next to him.
It was Lu Zhiye's teammate. He seemed to have just returned to the base and was holding his mobile phone to pick up something in front of the express cabinet.
He remembered these two, especially the smaller one in white. His name was Jiang Yuan, and he played the support position number four, and he was pretty good at it.
Shi Jing was deeply impressed by him, mainly because EVG had considered poaching him at the time. He was considered one of the top support players in the country.
But Jiang Yuan refused.
"How could I have known he would react so strongly?" Jiang Yuan pouted. "It's just a name, and you can't even mention it. Brother is really getting weirder and weirder."
The tall man raised an eyebrow: "He must have been scared. This is not normal."
"Scared?" Jiang Yuan said, "Are you kidding me? What could possibly scare my brother Lu?"
"Other things can't scare you, but that's different. If someone suddenly disappears right in front of you, you'll probably be so scared that you'll collapse on the ground."
"Bah! How could I be so easily frightened? Okay, Song Dazhuang, you're just trying to say bad things about me in a roundabout way!"
"Try calling me by that name again."
"I'll just shout!"
"Then you can pick up the package yourself. I'm leaving now." The tall man said and walked towards the base.
"Just take it yourself, it's no big deal." Jiang Yuan made a face behind him and stood on tiptoe to touch the box on the top of the express cabinet.
Jiang Yuan’s express delivery was a small box, but it was stuffed between two large boxes.
I don’t know which unscrupulous deliveryman put such a large item on the top floor. The moment he took out his express delivery, the large box on the right lost balance.
"Oh shit!" Jiang Yuan subconsciously tried to support it with his hands, but it was too heavy, far beyond his expectation.
The box slid down.
"Xiao Yuan!" The tall teammate was frightened when he heard the noise.
"Bang."
The box still fell down.
But why doesn’t it hurt?
Jiang Yuan opened his eyes.
The express box has been placed on the ground next to it.
His teammates, who were almost frightened, rushed over to support him and said, "Are you okay? Did you get hurt?"
"No..." Jiang Yuan turned around and only had time to see half of the profile of the person who helped him block the express box.
Excellent profile.
He has porcelain-white skin, wears a gray sweatshirt, has the hood pulled down, his bangs cover his eyelashes, and his hands are in his pockets. He walks in a very arrogant manner.
Inexplicably, he felt a strong sense of familiarity.
"Hey!" Jiang Yuan called out to him, "Thank you, buddy."
The young man ignored him, saved the man, and without waiting for him to thank him, he disappeared around the corner in a flash.
Teammate: "Luckily, they were kind enough to block it for you."
Jiang Yuan was still standing there.
"Are you scared?" His teammate poked him.
"No." Jiang Yuan slapped his hand away, "I just suddenly felt..."
It was quite outrageous even for him to say it, but he still said: "Just now, it felt like I saw Zeit."
"Huh?" The teammate was surprised. "How is that possible? Not to mention that Zeit has already... even if it was him, with his personality, he would definitely laugh at you and call you a shorty."
Jiang Yuan: "...You are the dwarf!"
Shi Jing rubbed his arm which was scratched. There was a faint red mark on it. He glanced at it casually and ignored it.
The phone suddenly started popping up messages.
Matt: Holy shit, this is great news! We're saved!
Matt: The general manager just said that our group of youth trainees won't have to leave tomorrow.
Shi Jing stopped his hand as he was about to clear the messages with one click.
【s：？】
【s: Let’s go tonight? 】
Is there such a good thing?
Matt: No way! We have a chance to do an extra session! [smirk][smirk]
Matt: The general manager said if you perform well in the extra training, you can stay!
broken.
Shi Jing typed with a blank expression.
[s: Can I voluntarily withdraw from the additional training?]
Matt: ?
Matt: Don't be discouraged, Sweetie. Even though you didn't play well the last few times, that doesn't mean you're really that good. Maybe you'll perform exceptionally well this time.
Matt: And I overheard them saying that Wild would come to our extra training in person.
Shi Jing paused for a moment, then sneered.
How could Lu Zhiye possibly be in charge of youth training? These fans are really crazy.
【s: Impossible.】
Matt: I heard it with my own ears!
【s: You heard wrong.】
Matt: I absolutely don't.
Matt was still frantically trying to prove that he had heard correctly, but Shi Jing was annoyed and typed perfunctorily with one hand.
【s: If he comes, I will eat it directly. 】
-
The next day.
After Shi Jing finished arranging the cenotaph, he probably didn't recover yet and slept until the afternoon.
Before dinner, he was awakened by the voices of his teammates urging them to go for extra training.
Shi Jing rubbed his sleepy eyes, which were still not clear, and walked down the elevator with a face full of grumpiness. He heard Matt's familiar loud voice.
"How could I not participate? Britney is the one who likes you the most out of all of us. He's your biggest fan! Oh, here he comes, here he comes!"
Shi Jing frowned and pushed open the door.
He made eye contact with the people sitting in the entire youth training room.
He paused for half a second and felt a shadow.
Turn around.
See the source of the gaze next to you.
The original person whom he had sworn a "poisonous oath" against yesterday was watching him quietly.
Lu Zhiye said calmly: "Name."
“…”
In the corner of his eye, he saw Matt's bright smile.
Shi Jing squeezed out from between his teeth: "...sweet."
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