While other teams are focusing on sprinting to PCL, they have to worry about not having enough training time and lack of sleep.

It makes people feel ironic when thinking about it.

They are favored by countless people and are most likely to rush into the PCL team.

Lang Qiao looked around and saw only the exhaustion of his teammates.

The spring season schedule has already passed halfway, and the battle between the 48 teams has reached a white-hot stage. Each team is very hard and every game is difficult.

How long can an overloaded team like GNM last after being surrounded by countless teams that are doing their best?

Lang Qiao didn't know.

She moved her fingers that were slightly sour because she signed her name for the whole morning, thinking that she might fall down tonight.

There was no reason, she just felt uneasy.

......

"How are you the special forces in the scene and in front of the screen? Welcome to the regular season game scene of our PDR Spring Professional League Week 4..."

In the enthusiastic opening remarks of the commentators, the door to the contestants' passage slowly opened, and the contestants entered the venue in sequence, and the fans' screams rose higher than the other.

Lang Qiao was about to set off when his wrist was held.

With one arm lightly, Lang Qiao, who was soft and easy to pounce, staggered into his arms, and fortunately his forehead hit his chest.

Lang Qiao rubbed his forehead that was a little confused when he was hit, and glared at him angrily and said, "What are you doing?"

She glanced around guiltily, thinking that there are so many professional players coming and going here, and she won't accompany him if he wants to be a lie.

Let others see her a 1v4 steel woman on the field, but she was kissed and hugged by her boyfriend from the field. Does she want to save face?

When no one noticed, Ji Shaoyi slapped her smooth forehead and then rubbed her head comfortably and said, "Did it hurt?"

But Lang Qiao slapped his claws off and said seriously: "If you have something to say, don't touch me."

Ji Shaoyi leaned against the wall, looked her up and down, and then whispered: "Are you unhappy?"

Lang Qiao didn't expect that he deliberately pulled her back just for such a trivial matter.

No, maybe in his heart, her emotions were a huge thing.

Perhaps it is related to Mr. Lang's education method. From childhood to adulthood, Lang Qiao has not liked to show his emotions.

She is more accustomed to showing her excellent side to others, and then putting negative emotions in her heart and digesting them silently.

After all, a real man should shed blood and not shed tears.

But after meeting this person, everything changed.

In front of him, she doesn't have to pretend to be strong or be sensible at all times.

He would encourage her to show negative emotions, encourage her to be willful, and tell her that children should have the right to act spoiled.

Because so many people in this world are thinking about how to be strict with themselves and lenient with others, but they just forget that they are the most important one.

Loving yourself is also a very important task.

Lang Qiao's denied everything was already on his lips, and he swallowed it silently.

Regardless of whether anyone was watching, she plunged into his warm and solid chest and said in a muffled voice: "Yes, I'm not happy."

After saying that, her furry head was rubbing in his arms, and the fierce girl acted coquettishly.jpg

What can Ji Shaoyi do? He could only press the spoiled woman into his arms and beat her hard, and kept making her furry short hair messy into a chicken coop, and then whispered: "I'm not happy either."

He felt depressed as he heard the noise higher than the other on the field.

Not only did the situation not develop in the direction they expected, but instead became worse and worse.

They are desperately winning on the field, trying to step onto a higher level, rather than becoming a tool for capitalists to make money.

But now, the management of the GNM team, who has been wandering in the secondary league for too long, has long since disappeared from the momentum of playing back PCL.

Maybe it was because I was disappointed too many times and I was numb.

Ji Shaoyi didn't know what they were thinking. He only knew that whether they were happy or unhappy, they would continue to fight and go all out.

Even if it is to add weight to their future transfers.

After all, he only signed a contract with Lang Qiao for one year.

As long as they have a record in this year, they will not be afraid of a team without a PCL to dig when transferring.

Until there were not many people left in the contestant's passage, Ji Shaoyi stroked her back and said, "I heard that lovers' hugs will make people feel happy. Do you feel happier now?"

Lang Qiao nodded.

Even she couldn't tell what magic his body had. She just hugged her quietly for a while and made her feel inexplicably happy.

Maybe it’s because of this feeling of someone relying on it.

"Then..." Ji Shaoyi cleaned her hair, then gently printed a kiss on her forehead and said, "Come on."

Sooner or later, he will join hands with his Mrs. Ji on the PCL field.

Because they had been delaying for too long, they were the last to play, and the moment they stepped onto the players' passage, they were teased by the two commentators on the field.

Commentary a: "Dear Special Forces, what is coming towards us is our Lang's Jimo Square, also known as Schrödinger's couple group."

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of cheers on the field, and the CP fans even shook the support card like a wiper.

"I have confirmed my eyes, and those who have been joking are all those who have been wandering around the CP!" The commentator b smiled and said, "Then I have to ask for the majority of CP fans, is Lang Jimo accomplices today?"

"Maybe there's no point at all." Commentary a looked at the two people who were cuteer than the cuteest height difference on the field, and the aunt on the corner of her mouth couldn't stop smiling: "And don't you think our long contestant passage is very similar to the red carpet you walked on when you got married?"

"It really looks like it." The commentator b nodded and secretly said, "Why do we play a wedding march for them as the latest punishment for the show?"

As soon as this suggestion was released, the audience suddenly became excited.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Damn it? I can still see my CP walking on the red carpet together when I see the regular season?"

"Ahhhhh, this ticket price is too worth it! I suddenly feel like I've made a lot of money!"

Lang Qiao was still immersed in the joy of being kissed and hugged by Captain Ji, and had no idea what was happening on the field.

The moment the sacred and solemn "Wedding March" resounded throughout the field, Lang Qiao was so scared that she staggered and felt that she was in a bad mood.

Ji Shaoyi grabbed her arm quickly, pulled her little hand over her bent arm, then blinked at her and said, "Cooperate?"
Chapter completed!