After returning to the base, everyone went to wash up. Chen Huo only slept for four hours yesterday. Now all be wanted was to shut up and go to sleep but he couldnt help grumbling, When can the league change the rules? Why do you have to wear makeup before you can go on stage?
I cant even tell the difference with or without makeup on.
Chen Huo wiped his face, rubbed his fingertips, and said disgustedly, Putting on make-ups fine but the lousiest thing is having to take it off. Its so troublesome. If you dont though, youre gonna grow pimples. This f*cking...
Rules are rules. Why do you have so many complaints? Behind him, Old Qiao knocked on Chen Huos head. You think it would look good if everyone got up on there looking like slobs? Under those lights on stage, everyones flaws would be exposed, alright?
Besides, its just a bit of powder. Isnt it fine if you just rub it off when you wash your face?
You need to use makeup remover. Chen Huo turned to look at Old Qiao, confused, Did you always use to take it off by rubbing it off your face? No wonder your looks aged so fast...
Old Qiao rolled his eyes and pressed down on Chen Huos head.
During match days, their work and rest times werent set. Once they returned to base, everyone got free time. If you wanted to take a bath, go take a bath. Rest, if you wanted to.
Yu Sui himself went to the training room.
Yu Sui wasnt in any hurry to wash his face. He relied on his handsome face and good skin and usually just needed minimal make-up before the games. It was the same before todays game. He went to the official dressing room and after a quick go around, came out.
Straight men wouldnt be able to tell the difference but his make-up was already done.
Excused from this troublesome procedure, Yu Sui went to open his computer. He took advantage of this moment to take a look into his newfound knowledge feelings mediation talk shows.
It sounded pretty powerful.
Yu Sui was twenty-one this year. The last time he watched a variety show was Big Pinwheel more than a decade ago. Since entering this line of work, Yu Sui basically had no entertainment life. During his downtime, he usually watched American and British dramas.
He knew very little about these weird variety shows. He opened the webpage and did a random search. It took a bit of time to check and after ten minutes he clicked on one that looked like it was produced by some domestic TV station. He put on his headphones and took an earnest look.
After watching it for three minutes, Yu Sui took off his headphones.
He rubbed the space between his eyebrows. What was that eyesore hed just watched?
Yu Sui was extremely glad he hadnt opened his mouth and said he wanted to join this type of program on their way back to the base just now.
This was absolute trash.
This talk show was totally different from what Yu Sui had imagined. Ten or so so-called feelings experts kicked up a racket and the noise they made caused Yu Suis ears to hurt. He placed the headphones on his desk, thoroughly abandoning this idea and went to take a shower.
Ten minutes later, Shi Luo, freshly-showered and sporting his own clothes, walked into the training room.
There were a lot of problems that appeared in todays game. The only reason Free was able to push around Bison like that was because Bison was too weak a team and because their own personal abilities were too strong.
But a careful observation of both games showed that there wasnt any good cooperation between them. There were even times in the game, where their rhythm broke because of their lack of coordination.
This was just the regular season but if this kind of flaw appeared during a major competition, it would allow their opponents to open a breach and turn around the situation.
Shi Luo couldnt accept there would be a problem with the team because of him. He was just about to watch a replay of the game when he passed by Yu Suis seat. He unexpectedly found that Yu Suis computer was on. Shi Luo titled his head and took a glance.
The look on his face gradually froze.
On Yu Suis computer screen, his video player was opened and the talk show had already reached its climax. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were seated at both ends of the sofa, crying their hearts out, both of them criticizing and blaming the other.
Shi Luo stared blankly at the computer screen.
Thinking back on their conversation on the way back to base, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
This...was Yu Sui...really thinking of sending him and Violent Shu to this kind of thing?
If it were someone else, Shi Luo would never believe such a ridiculous idea. But this was Yu Sui and he had a previous record.
That time when hed been shoved into taking the college entrance examinations was a very powerful lesson. Shi Luo firmly believed that when Yu Sui was feeling merciless, he was capable of anything.
Shi Luo looked in awe at the fast-speaking host on the screen. Trembling with fear, he rounded Yu Suis seat and carefully sat at his own desk. In a trance, he opened his computer and forced himself to watch the game replay.
After taking a shower, Yu Sui was called downstairs by Old Qiao.
They did very well on their first game of the season and Old Qiao had especially gone out to get them food to celebrate. After a round of thanks, they all sat down to eat. Because of Yu Suis stomach condition, these past few years, he ate slowly.
While eating, he would glance at Shi Luo from out the corner of his eyes time and again.
Yu Sui frowned slightly. He didnt know if he was just overthinking it but he vaguely felt that Shi Luo was avoiding his gaze.
Although, up til now, the two of them would quickly look away whenever their eyes met but it was never this bad. Right now, Shi Luo radiated avoidance and rejection.
If the relationship between the two could be displayed on a progress bar, Yu Sui felt that right now, they were at least back to the day when Shi Luo moved to the Free base.
Whats wrong?
All they did was play a match.
They won that game without a hitch and they hadnt gotten into any conflicts during the game. What happened?
Yu Sui remained calm and collected as he slowly ate and observed Shi Luos expression. Soon Shi Luo was full and instead of staying at the table for a while playing with his phone as he usually did, he handed his empty plate to the cleaning aunt and immediately headed upstairs.
Looks like he didnt want to stay even a second longer.
Yu Sui also put down his chopsticks.
Old Qiao glanced at Yu Sui. He swallowed his mouthful of food and said, Whats wrong? You only took a few bites, why have you stopped eating?
Yu Sui took a couple of sips of his soup. Stomach hurts.
Shi Luo smoked a cigarette in the hallway. He gritted his teeth, went up to Yu Suis door and knocked.
A moment later the door opened. Yu Sui didnt look like hed been vomiting. Shi Luo felt a little relieved and then embarrassed. Nothing, I just...
Yu Sui quietly looked at Shi Luo. Just?
Shi Luo was helpless and whispered in a self-defeated kind of way. Do you have a stomachache? I saw that you... Kept rubbing your stomach.
Yu Sui didnt speak.
Shi Luo hesitated and said stiffly, Shoud I...get you a cup of hot water?
Yu Sui was silent for a moment and then nodded. Okay.
Shi Luo headed downstairs to get some hot water.
Yu Sui hadnt locked the door. Shi Luo got the hot water and when he got back, he directly pushed open the door to Yu Suis room. Yu Sui was sitting on his bead, head down looking at his phone.
Shi Luo approached, handed the cup of hot water to Yu Sui and awkwardly said, Drink.
It was like a look of helplessness flashed across Yu Suis eyes, Shi Luo said uncertainly, Wha-what is it?
Yu Sui shook his head. Its nothing.
He slowly drank half a cup of hot water. Shi Luo tilted his head, looked at him and asked, Are you feeling better?
Yu Sui used his thumb to wipe the water from the corner of his mouth. He nodded. Yeah.
Yu Sui raised his eyes to look at Shi Luo. His lips moved.
Shi Luo saw that Yu Sui seemed like he wanted to say something. Is...there anything else the matter...?
Yu Sui lowered his head and mumbled to himself: ... Five hundred years later and its still hot water.
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Yu Suis voice had been too soft, Shi Luo didnt hear clearly. He raised one eyebrow. What?
Theres something...Ive wanted to say since two years ago. Yu Sui made as if to speak then stopped. Shi Luo, even if you find a girlfriend for yourself later, when your girlfriend is feeling unwell, you cant just keep giving her a cup of hot water, understand?
For some inexplicable reason, Shi Luos ears turned red once again. I dont have a girlfriend yet! Besides, you...what do you mean by saying this?
Just some slag man teachings. Yu Sui took another sip of hot water. When someone feels unwell...you should at least help give a massage.
Massage...massage...
Shi Luos ears were completely red.
Shi Luo froze in place and stuttered: You...does it really hurt that bad?
Yu Sui was like this every single time. No matter how severe his stomachache was, he wouldnt let it show on his face. In those days, even though he was already suffering from gastric bleeding, he could still deal with Ji Yanhans garbage as usual. Shi Luo wasnt sure how Yu Sui was now.
He hesitantly said, Do you really need me to...help massage?
Yu Sui looked at Shi Luo. He wore his usual indifferent expression.
This face matched with this expression...
This was what Shi Luo absolutely couldnt stand against.
Shi Luo took two steps forward, squatted down halfway, overcautious. You...
Without waiting for Shi Luo to figure out what to do, Yu Sui reached out a hand and gently held Shi Luos wrist.
Shi Luo was stunned. He gulped. Wh-what?
Ill teach you.
Yu Sui held Shi Luos wrist and pressed his hand against his stomach.
Shi Luo: !
Shi Luos fingers trembled.
He was nineteen years old. A boy at that age where his energy was at its most exuberant. The heat of his palm was a touch higher than others.
Yu Sui held Shi Luos hand and rubbed it against his stomach. Like this.
Shi Luo was stiff from head to foot. He rubbed gently. Li-...like this?
Yu Sui silently looked at Shi Luo and nodded.
Shi Luos fingers moved slightly and rubbed a few more times. He said, not quite comfortably, Aside from a massage, is there anything else...?
Yu Sui asked. What?
Shi Luo cleared his throat. He tilted his head and quietly said, These are slag man teachings, right? You have anything else to teach?
Oh, aside from this...
Yu Sui looked longingly at Shi Luo. A bit reluctantly, he moved away Shi Luos hand.
Yu Sui gallantly moved back a bit and quietly said, Aside from this, I was just pretending to have a stomachache.