Chapter 16:

Luo Qingshan only learned that Pei Ran had fallen after running.
Luo Qingshan's athletic cells are good, and he dumped Pei Ran a lot when running. After he crossed the finish line and looked back, Pei Ran was long gone.
After the onlookers asked about the situation, he ran up before he could even register his grades.
Unexpectedly, he would come, Pei Ran paused, and then was pulled back to his senses by the sudden coldness on his ankle.
Yan Zhun glanced at Luo Qingshan, hummed faintly, then put the ice pack on Pei Ran's sprained ankle: "Is it here?"
Pei Ran subconsciously responded: "Almost."
Luo Qingshan slowed down and walked into the lounge quickly: "Pei Ran, Pei Ran, where did you hurt? Does the bone hurt?"
Seeing the injury on Pei Ran's leg, he took a deep breath and picked up the phone, "I'll take a taxi and take you to the hospital."
"No." Pei Ran said, "It's not so exaggerated, just disinfection."
"No, I still have to film, what should I do if I hurt my bones?" Luo Qingshan insisted.
"It's not hurt, just twisted." Seeing that he really opened the taxi-hailing app, Pei Ran had to say, "You called, I won't get in the car."
"..." Luo Qingshan paused at his fingertips and closed the software angrily.
He glanced at Yan Zhun awkwardly. Yan Zhun was applying an ice pack to Pei Ran without raising his head.
"Yan Zhun, why are you here?" He put aside the subject and pulled the corners of his mouth. "A thousand meters are over?"
Yan Zhun said, "Yeah."
"How are you running?"
"Just run around."
"It's okay, the ranking is not important, and I didn't expect to win the prize." Luo Qingshan said casually, "you who love to play games don't exercise much."
Pei Ran was quiet for two seconds. Seeing that Yan Zhun didn't speak by default, he couldn't help but speak before Luo Qingshan said: "He took third place. The first two are all sports students."
Yan Zhun's expression changed a little, he pulled the corner of his mouth, picked up the ice pack, wiped off the water from Pei Ran's ankle with the palm of his hand, and applied it again.
Pei Ran felt that he was scalded by his palm.
Luo Qingshan was stunned: "Huh? So...Congratulations."
There are still many doubts in his heart, which are reflected in his frowning brows. He picked up a tissue and wiped his sweat, then stretched out his hand towards Yan Zhun: "Thank you for sending Pei Ran over. Give me the ice pack, and I will do the rest."
Yan Zhun finally raised his head, nothing else. He looked at Luo Qingshan with a surprised tone: "Didn't you break up?"
As soon as the words came out, the atmosphere cooled down again.
Luo Qingshan's expression changed very much. After a long while, he smiled, pretending to be relaxed: "That's why I need a chance to perform well."
Yan Zhun asked, "Why should I give you this opportunity?"
Luo Qingshan: "?"
Pei Ran couldn't listen anymore, he pulled his foot back: "Don't bother you anymore, it's just a small injury, I can handle it myself."
Luo Qingshan still looked strict, his eyes slightly complicated. He was about to ask when the phone rang.
It was their monitor who told him to return to the playground to sign. If he didn't sign, he would run for nothing, and his results would be cancelled.
Luo Qingshan asked a few more words before leaving. When he left, he turned his head one step at a time, full of concern.
With an ice bag and freezing his hands, Pei Ran casually covered it symbolically, and said sincerely to the people around him: "Thank you today."
Yan Zhun gave a hum, and suddenly said: "When you came here, you stepped on my feet several times."
It is difficult to walk on one foot, especially when Pei Ran's legs hurt, and he walked very unfavorably.
Pei Ran stared at him for two seconds, then looked down at Yan Zhun's shoes.
There are shoe prints on the white limited edition.
"Sorry." Pei Ran said, "I'll wash it for you."
Yan Zhun was shocked rarely, and raised his eyebrows: "Are you washing me?"
Pei Ran added: "Send it to the laundry, where you can also wash your shoes."
Yan Zhun's interest dissipated: "No."
He looked at Pei Ran's hands, very beautiful hands, suitable for painting, for playing the piano, and for Pei Ran.
Yan Zhun thought to himself, even if Pei Ran really wanted to wash his shoes by himself, he would not be willing to ruin it.
Pei Ran said, "Then I wipe it for you with a wet tissue?"
"Farewell," Yan Zhun withdrew his gaze, "When you owe me personal love."
Pei Ran frowned very lightly, and resolutely said: "I will pay you a pair. What model are you?"
Feeling the subtle change in Pei Ran's attitude, Yan Zhun looked at him for a long time before sighing lightly.
He turned around and pulled out the tissue from the table beside him, holding Pei Ran's wrist, rubbed the tissue on the ice bag, and then casually wiped it on the shoe.
"It's clean, you don't owe it anymore."
As soon as the voice fell, the phone in my pocket rang several times.
Seeing the content of the news, Yan Zhun remembered that he had promised Lin Xuhuan to go to the base today to play several training games with them.
Yanzhun got up: "Let's go."
Pei Ran looked up at him: "Where?"
"Send you back." After Yan Zhun finished speaking, regardless of whether Pei Ran said yes or not, he grabbed his hand and put his hand on his neck, "tighten."
Pei Ran’s dormitory was very clean. After the roommate moved out, he did a general cleaning, and the air still smelled of fruit.
Yanzhun put him down and left, the dormitory door was not closed.
Pei Ran was not in a hurry, he opened the black bag on the table, thinking that he should just ask Yan Zhun if he should eat fruit.
Pei Ran walked to the sink with difficulty and carefully peeled off the peach skin. Just about to bite the first bite, there was a movement at the door.
Yan Zhun went back and forth, carrying a black bag in his hand: "Take it."
Pei Ran asked: "What is it?"
"Ice cream." Yan Zhun said, "you use it to lay your feet."
Pei Ran smiled.
Yan Zhun didn't know where he got his smile. He stared at Pei Ran for a long time: "What are you laughing at?"
Pei Ran smiled and shook his head, and took the bag over: "Thank you, do you want to eat fruit?"
"Yes." Yan Zhun glanced at his hand: "Peach?"
Pei Ran gave a hum, hesitated for a moment, and handed the peach over: "I have washed my hands and they are clean."
Just as Pei Ran finished speaking, Yan Zhun suddenly came up, lowered his head and bit the peach that had taken him.
He swallowed a big mouthful of the flesh in Pei Ran's shocked eyes: "Sweet."
After several training games, TZG's coach WeChat was directly blasted.
"It's all asking me if I tricked you into the team, and that I am insidious, hiding and not telling them." The coach sneered, "It's funny, I want to really get you out, I can't use an amplification To go to their base to broadcast ten or eight times?"
Yanzhun was leaning on the gaming chair and was battling others. Three seconds later, the opponent was shot headshot by him.
"Pretty!" The coach leaned behind his gaming chair, "So what do you think? Will you give me this chance to broadcast?"
Yan Zhun sneered, why everyone asked him for a chance today.
"No." Yan Zhun said, "If you talk again, I'll go back."
"Don't, the room is ready for you. Sleep here tonight." The coach has long been used to it. "Then can you come over and train them often in the future?"
Lin Xuhuan wailed: "Don't, I'll be autistic in a while."
The coach said: "You just want to beat you to autism, so you can't be proud. In the live broadcast room every day, I think you think your salary is too high."
"What's the matter..." Lin Xuhuan mumbled, "Brother, how many people are in that building?"
After the training match, everyone else left, Lin Xuhuan became angry and couldn't eat it, so he could only stay and beg to accompany him to play double quad row.
"Four, full set, I will knock down three," Yan Zhun put on his rifle, "rushed to the building."
After a game ended, they were sniped by the open-up fairy and had a chicken butt.
Yan Zhun felt boring, there were more and more immortals in this game. He just wanted to close the game, and Yu Guang met with an online friend.
He immediately ordered the invitation.
"Stop fighting? Brother?" Lin Xuhuan asked seeing him not ready.
Yan Zhun said, "I don't know."
Lin Xuhuan asked: "...I don't know what it means?"
Yan Zhun lit a cigarette: "Look at him ignore me."
Lin Xuhuan wanted to ask another question. Suddenly there was an extra person in the game interface. This person was wearing a white original costume and he knew it was Mengxin.
"Who is this." The coach leaned forward warily. "People from other teams?"
He couldn't think of anyone who could make Yan Zhun say such a thing.
This sentence reached Pei Ran's ears through the microphone that Lin Xuhuan had been on all year round. It sounded like Yan Zhun was not in the dormitory.
He didn't know why he still played the game at night, seeing Yan Zhun's invitation, he subconsciously clicked to accept it.
Pei Ran glanced at the colorfully dressed strange ID beside him, and asked, "Did you pull the wrong person?"
"No, no, that's right." Lin Xuhuan said hurriedly.
He saw this person in the live replay of 197, ranbaobei, the exact boss.
"Get ready, baby, we will drive right away and take you to fly."
Entering the waiting interface of the game, Lin Xuhuan turned off Mai: "Brother, is this your boss?"
Yan Zhun said, and the cigarette went out without taking two puffs.
Lin Xuhuan walked to Pei Ran's game character: "But I see him... he doesn't seem to be rich, even fashion is useless."
Yan Zhun was too lazy to respond, and Kai Mai asked, "Does the foot hurt?"
Pei Ran said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Well, if you walk less, you will skip useless classes."
Lin Xuhuan: "Brother, you are teaching bad bosses!"
"Do you think it's all you?" Pei Ran heard Yan Zhun lazily responding to the people around him, "My boss is very good, not bad at teaching."
The light of the computer screen hit Pei Ran's face, and the light pink that emerged from his ears was clearly illuminated.
Pei Ran pursed her lips and couldn't help taking a drink.
Lin Xuhuan and the others were shocked when they first learned that Yan Zhun went to play with them.
They also discussed the price of Yanzhun in private, and their assaulter said that Yanzhun is strong, but his character is not flattering. It's not that he has a bad temper, or that he doesn't like to talk, is cold, and has been in the sky for one hundred and one hours.
Lin Xuhuan is the highest one, he guessed two hundred-but he might be reported by the boss afterwards to pull a black one.
At the end of the two games, Lin Xuhuan completely subverted his previous ideas.
He saw Yan Zhun throw the full gun in front of ranbaobei: "Pei Ran, add buff."
The sound of gunfire on the mountain is like firecrackers, and people who usually hear gunshots running faster than anyone else are following in the search area behind ranbaobei: "Wait until he finishes walking around the house."
The most extraordinary is.
After Ranbeobei died, he strictly wiped out the team that killed him, and then took out a grenade.
Since the thunder.
Since the thunder.
Self thunder...
Lin Xuhuan stared at the two boxes side by side in front of him dumbfounded.
After a long time, he turned his head and asked quietly: "Brother, how much did you...how much money did you scam?"