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Damn, both of them are a little drunk.

for a while.

Cen Si wanted to carry him to the sofa.

Jiang Shiye hurriedly pushed him away.

"You compete tomorrow." His eyes were confused, his voice was muffled, his lips were very red, and he didn't know whether it was because of the wine or because he was kissed, "...the day after tomorrow there will also be a team competition."

"Well," Cen Si reluctantly embraced him again, "but I only have two days off after the competition, which is not enough."

"It's okay, there will be more in the future." Jiang Shiye stroked his back with a gentle voice as if coaxing.

Coax him, and coax yourself.

"How long will it be?" Cen Si brushed Jiang Shiye's ears with his lips, complaining, "How many times have we met this year? I really want to take you with me for all competitions and training."

"...Then you must have lost miserably." Jiang Shiye smiled lowly, "You shouldn't have sneaked out today."

"Fortunately, I ran out. I knew you would come to the hotel to squat with me. I knew you were there." Cen Si said, and suddenly took out a pass from his pocket, "You take it, this is what I asked someone forVolunteer sign, come and see me tomorrow, the day after tomorrow."

"...I actually bought a ticket for tomorrow night's final."

"What if I can't play at night? The pass can go to the backcourt. I will come to you then."

"...Don't, you can play at ease." Cen Si tightened his waist, and Jiang Shiye put his arms around his neck, asking, "Are you a little nervous?"

"kind of."

"fine."

Jiang Shiye was not good at words, and he always disliked that Cen Si's direct words were greasy. At this moment, in his ear, he said the most sincere encouragement without any teacher, "I believe in you. I believe that a person ranked 57 in the world can hitchampion."

"What should I do if I lose?" Cen Si seemed to have a heavy burden.

"If you lose, you lose. You are only 19 years old."

"If you lose, can you have a fencing match with me?"

"……good."

"I mean in bed."

"..."

Jiang Shiye blushed anxiously, and pushed him away hard with his fists.

"You have to go."

It's time to go.Cen Si had several missed calls on his phone while eating.

But he was still chattering as he put on his shoes:

"No matter how many places you get, when I come back, you must also fencing with me, and you will be two days and two nights better than the fuck."

"..." Jiang Shi wanted to cover his mouth, "Can you stop insulting your sport, obscene?"

"Well, forget it if you don't want to." Cen Si quickly compromised.

Jiang Shiye always felt that there was fraud in it.

really.

Cen Si changed his shoes, stood up, leaned over and smiled softly into Jiang Shiye's ear again, teasingly, lustfully, smelling like plum wine.

He whispered, "That's not fencing anymore. If you don't move, I'll play shooting."

"..."

Jiang Shiye couldn't bear to drive him away.

As stupid as he is, he still worries that this person is nervous.

Now he is only worried about how nervous and tense he is after this person's game.

the next day.

Men's individual saber competition at the World Fencing Championships.

In fencing competitions, the champion is determined in one day.At 8:30 in the morning, the 64-to-32 competition started, one round of elimination, one round of rest, and the gold medal match at 8:15 in the evening.

Jiang Shiye's pass was released in the afternoon, but he had confidence in Cen Si and knew that he would not be eliminated in the morning.

As a result, at noon, actually saw this person's name in a hot search on Weibo.

He was startled.

Seeing an acquaintance for the first time — or such an acquaintance hanging on the trending search, that experience is so special.Jiang Shiye's heart was beating fast, so he clicked in.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Not eliminated.

It's just that a few veteran players headed by Zou Mengyuan were upset, and Cen Si suddenly became the only one.

And what was being discussed on Weibo was actually his face.

Can you watch the game seriously... Jiang Shiye was a little proud, but also a little unhappy.

When he went in the afternoon, Cen Si was in the quarter-finals.He didn't find the place at all, there were too many kendos in one competition venue, and he only knew Cen Si's location after listening to the mutterings of other genuine volunteers.

"Dark horse, the last match was 15 to 3, and that was the third seed in the tournament. It's also from country J."

"I told you to take your phone with you, did you take any sneak shots?"

"I got it, I got it, it's bright and smooth, and it's super handsome."

"Woo, I hope my brother wins a few more games."

Jiang Shiye was even more upset when he heard this.

Who is your brother...

There were so many people on the field, and Jiang Shiye's position had extremely poor vision, and he could hardly see anything, except for the single light of the referee's device that would light up here, then there, and all at once.

The game was intense.

Finally, the round is over.

One minute pause time.

Cen Si lifted his mask as he walked, and went to drink water.

Jiang Shiye's eyes lit up, and he finally saw him clearly.

White neckline.

Sweat.

The rise and fall of the chest.

Squeeze the water bottle with one hand.

Look up.

Rolling of Adam's apple.

Listen to the nod when the coach speaks.

Adjectives with a Beijing accent flashed across his mind.

Really fucking.

The plate is bright and the strips are smooth.

We must find a perfect location to watch the next scene, Jiang Shiye thought.

In the end, before he saw Cen Si, he first saw his brother, his father, and his family.

The author has something to say:

*Saber rules, it is relatively fast, so only two rounds are played, the first round ends when one swordsman scores 8 points, and the score is not reset.In the end, it is over when a swordsman reaches 15 points.

*Relationship spectrum of Cen Si's family

His father: Cen Fang

His brother: Cen Yang

His aunt: Cen Lan

fuck: drunk

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