The coach had prepared a big talk, but he blocked his throat before squeezing out: "...Huh?"

A few seconds later, he asked again: "In love...you? Who are you with? Your school?"

He has known Yan Zhun for so many years, let alone falling in love, he even suspects that Yan Zhun has no female classmates in junior high school or even college class.

The coach suddenly remembered that when he played the youth training with strict standards, PUBG was very popular at that time. Although e-sports has not been done yet, these young students have received more or less attention. It is strictly they. The most popular one in the team.

At that time, there was a small internet celebrity who asked the person to contact him strictly. After hearing about it, Yan Zhun only said "No".

He was not even interested in the other party's first name or last name.

Yan Zhun interrupted his thoughts with an "um".

"That's OK, then you... date well." The coach wanted to say to be kind to the little girl, but after thinking about it, maybe others just like the rigorous and cold virtue, "Or you can bring her to the base child?"

Just as Yan Zhun was about to speak, a passerby glanced behind him.

He turned around seemingly, seeing the person standing behind him, and raised his eyebrows lightly.

Although it's winter, there is still the sun at noon. Pei Ran's coat was unbuttoned, and she was simply wearing a white shirt. She was dressed in a hurry, with a crooked collar, and she was looking down at the luggage bag at Yan Zhun's feet.

Yan Zhun was surprised for only a moment. He took off his hat and put it on Pei Ran.

He pinched the brim of his hat to adjust his position: "No."

There has been movement on the coach's side, and there are other people around who want to come. Among them, Lin Xuhuan's voice is the most obvious, and Yan Zhun vaguely heard the phrase "I don't believe it."

Yan Zhun said: "It's okay to hang up."

"Hey, wait, and," the coach stopped him, "then you can't make it tonight?"

"Ok."

The coach uttered "Oh" and then asked gossiping: "Don't you spend the night outside?"

Yanzhun hung up the phone.

In order to block the sun, Yanzhun pressed the brim of the hat very low, so Pei Ran had to look up to meet him: "Have you waited a long time?"

"Just arrived." Yan Zhun said, "Is it cold?"

Pei Ran shook his head, and put his eyes on the luggage bag beside his leg.

Yan Zhun followed him with a glance and explained: "I can't live in school. I will move to the base tonight."

In fact, it wasn't a problem that he couldn't live habitually, he couldn't be roommate with Luo Qingshan anymore.

Pei Ran understood it at once, he lowered his eyes and was silent, before he had time to say anything, Yan Zhun stretched out his hand and touched the back of his hand.

"But they have an interview this afternoon, and I will come back tonight." Yan Zhun said, "Before that, will you take me in?"

At the TZG base, the coach hung up the phone while everyone watched.

Because he was holding a cigarette in one hand, he was on hands-free during the whole conversation.

After three seconds of silence--

"I didn't expect it." The assistant couldn't help lighting himself a cigarette, "Brother Zhun will rush to take off the order in front of me..."

The assault palm is itchy: "I don't want to train anymore, I want to go to his school to be a voyeur."

"What will the prospective brother's girlfriend look like?"

"I don't know, at least it is the standard of the gods, otherwise how to let the old monk enlighten."

"Hiss—I'm really curious, what kind of type do you like? Cute? Sexy? Intellectual?"

"Male, female?" Lin Xuhuan thought for a long time before suddenly popping out such a sentence.

The others were silent for a moment, and the assaultman picked up the tissue on the table and threw him: "Why don't you say whether it is alive or dead?"

Lin Xuhuan was also taken aback by what he blurted out. He responded quickly to catch the pack of paper and threw it back, scolding with a smile.

"But Brother Zhun's leaving the order is a bit sudden," the assistant said, "There is no sign at all."

"It's not easy to fall in love at first sight?" The coach twisted the smoke and said, "Stop talking nonsense, go to the training game, I will let the little brother of the second team come over for a while."

Lin Xuhuan followed the crowd. He frowned, and the barrage in the live broadcast room rushed past his mind last night.

In the end, he still couldn't hold back, taking out his mobile phone to send a message while waiting for the substitute to come.

[Lin Xuhuan: Baby, where are you? 】

A few minutes later, the other side replied.

[Pei Ran: Dormitory. what happened? 】

Gee.

The girl who sent the barrage was really bragging.

He was really funny too, and he was really taken astray by the guy named Xu Xu.

[Lin Xuhuan: It's okay, it's okay, I just miss you, come to the base to play with me when I have time, and I will teach you four times the gun. 】

When Lin Xuhuan's news came over, Pei Ran's phone happened to fall into Yan Zhun's hands.

Pei Ran washed the grapes: "Is he in a hurry?"

Yan Zhun sat on Pei Ran's chair: "No, idle. May I help you back?"

Pei Ran said: "Okay."

[Pei Ran: No need]

[Lin Xuhuan: Why, is it uncomfortable to kill? 】

[Pei Ran: I have strict standards]

[Lin Xuhuan: Hey, my brother will not have time to teach you in the future]

[Pei Ran:? 】

[Lin Xuhuan: He is in love, don't you know? A man in love has no brothers. 】

Originally, Yan Zhun didn't plan to return to him. After seeing this line, he clicked on the keyboard again.

[Pei Ran: You are right. 】

Later, Lin Xuhuan sent a few more in a row, trying to find out from Pei Ran, when the mobile phone prompts ding ding dong dong.

Pei Ran moved an extra chair and sat next to Yan Zhun: "Are you still talking?"

Yan Zhun said, "He's talking about it."

Pei Ran was stunned: "What's the trick?"

Yan Zhun said, "Fuck my boyfriend."

Pei Ran's motion of biting the grapes paused, and couldn't help but glance at the phone screen.

Lin Xuhuan had a lot of questions. He was almost always talking in the entire chat history, asking "Does it look good", "How old is it", "Are there any photos?"

Yan Zhun only replied "good-looking".

Pei Ran swallowed grapes slowly. Looks like this...like he is boasting himself.

Yan Zhun gave Lin Xuhuan "something is wrong" and put Pei Ran's mobile phone back on the table. During the process, he accidentally touched the mouse and the computer on standby turned on instantly.

Strictly glanced at the screen, a few games, a few drawing software he didn't recognize, and some drawings that existed on the desktop.

The last drawing attracted his attention. From the small picture, it can be seen that it was the one that Lin Xuhuan had discovered on the Weibo "Fei Yuyi".

On Weibo, "Feiyuyi" has only the simplest "Share Picture".

But in private, in Pei Ran's computer, its file name is "Strictly accurate".

Pei Ran lowered his head, turning up Yan Zhun and Lin Xuhuan just chatting: "Will it be inconvenient for you to live in the base?"

Yan Zhun said, "No, I'm used to it."

"The last time I was in the dormitory... did the housekeeper say anything?"

The person next to him was quiet for a while, then suddenly called him: "Pei Ran."

Pei Ran raised her head subconsciously: "Huh?"

Yan Zhun leaned on the chair, hanging his hands casually, and asked, "Apart from me, have you painted anyone else?"

Pei Ran blinked and said, "Yes, many."

Yanzhun: "..."

"I have added a few mannequins to WeChat, and they are all very dedicated." Pei Ran said, "I have also received personal drawings, drew celebrities, and drew e-sports players."

Realizing that his question is a bit stupid, Yan Zhun couldn't help but pull his lower lips: "I mean... in addition to these, have you drawn someone else in private, privately?"

Pei Ran's eyes moved for a while and said, "No."

He paused, then added seriously, "I only painted you."

Yan Zhun stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly lowered his eyes and asked, "Is the grapes sweet?"

Pei Ran said: "Sweet, you taste one."

Yan Zhun let out an "um", turned his shoulders, lowered his head and licked his lips.

Pei Ran's back stiffened instantly, and his hand was still holding the grapes, and he didn't move any more.

Yan Zhun parted after licking, feeling the faint sweetness in his mouth, and did not move back to his original position. They still touched their noses, and anyone who leaned forward could touch each other.

"How much does Teacher Pei usually receive for manuscripts?" Yan Zhun asked.

Pei Ran didn't know why he wanted to ask this, his heart was pounding and he squeezed out a number.

"Expensive, can't afford it." Yan Zhun said, "In this way, don't ask anyone else next time. I'll be your mannequin."

"..."

Pei Ran has painted a lot of human bodies. His former mentor pursued beauty and coordination, and his models were better than each other.

But for Pei Ran, learning is learning. He looks at any model with a calm gaze, without any other thoughts or thoughts.

But at this moment.

He thought of Yan Zhun's straight and smooth collarbone, the bulging Adam's apple when he raised his head, and his white fingers with well-knotted bones.

For a long time, Pei Ran said, "You can't be it."

Yanzhun: "Why."

"Can't paint..." Pei Ran said honestly, "If you take it off, I won't be calm and can't paint."

A serious answer seems to seduce someone.

Yan Zhun smiled lightly, as if not, Pei Ran was kissed again before he could see clearly.

There was no one in the dormitory, and there was no rain this time. Hearing the sounds made by him and Yan Zhun together, Pei Ran's ears were hot.

Yan Zhun put his hand lazily on his waist. Pei Ran's waist was very thin, and he could usually see it, and he could feel the smooth inside through his clothes, without any extra meat.

Pei Ran's head was numb when Yan Zhun's hand reached into the hem.

Even if this hand didn't touch anywhere, it just covered the position just now.

The air-conditioning and heating slowly took effect now, and the indoor temperature rose. Pei Ran felt that she was a little lack of oxygen, but she felt strangely comfortable.

Until he made a very light and soft muffled snort.

Pei Ran stagnated and couldn't believe it was his own voice. Yan Zhun also paused, and half a second later, he released Pei Ran.

Pei Ran saw clearly this time, and Yan Zhun was really laughing.

He said, "Thank you Teacher Pei for your affirmation."