This difficult game came to an end with Jiang Fang's perfect assist and Su Xiao's crisp shot. After the whole team returned to the locker room, they did not celebrate as they had won before. Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief and gave a simple high-five. There will be more difficult games, more stress than fun.

As the night got darker, Sheng He's bus had long been waiting quietly outside the stadium. After a simple rest and cleaning, the whole team left the stadium and took the bus back to the hotel. The players in front of Jiang Fang got on the bus for some reason and began to scream. Until I got on the bus, when I looked up, I saw an out of place person sitting in the back row of the bus——

——Rarely did he not get along with the players, but looked at himself timidly and nervously.

"When did you arrive, young master? The game is over now!" a player asked.

He Yuzheng averted his eyes guiltily: "I just arrived...the plane is late."

Jiang Fang paused for two seconds and walked to the back row in silence. He paused in front of the double seat, and when he was about to continue walking back, the sitting person finally couldn't hold back. He raised his face and looked at himself eagerly, his eyes blazing. I was afraid that Jiang Fang would not be able to perceive it.

Jiang Fang put the equipment bag on the luggage rack, and put his hands on the luggage rack to organize, but his head dropped slightly and asked, "Is there anyone here?"

The players who were close were dumbfounded when they heard it. They suspected that Jiang Fang was so tired that he lost his mind. Isn't the team bus sitting casually? He Yuzheng suddenly said, "No, do you want to sit?"

Jiang Fang pursed his lips, stepped into the seat and sat down smoothly.

The enthusiastic team members looked at Jiang Fang who was sitting down in confusion, and always felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it, they couldn't understand, and they simply sat down and took a nap.

"I just arrived for half an hour, but I watched the live broadcast on the way." He Yuzheng lowered his voice and turned to Jiang Fang: "Why are you injured?"

Jiang Fang half-opened his eyes and did not respond. After a while, he suddenly tilted his head and leaned on He Yuzheng's shoulder: "I'll sleep for a while."

Not much sleep and a tense state all day had made Jiang Fang exhausted to the extreme. He smelled the faint fragrance of milk on He Yuzheng's body, and soon fell asleep.

He Yuzheng felt numb when his shoulder was leaned against, but he quickly adjusted it and tried to sit up straight to make Jiang Fang more comfortable. He Yuzheng kept his back straight to the hotel.

After arriving at the hotel, Jiang Fang was woken up by He Yuzheng softly. He followed the team, drowsiness penetrated into every cell, and he could hardly hear the shouts and screams of the fans who blocked them in the hotel. The accident happened in an instant. The mineral water bottle suddenly smashed into the team from the crowd, and flew straight towards Jiang Fang, who was walking at the tail of the team with his head down.

He Yuzheng kept walking by Jiang Fang's side. Hearing the exclamation, he hardly thought about it. He pulled the stunned Jiang Fang away, and smashed the water bottle on He Yuzheng's forehead.

"Ah!" He Yuzheng cried out in pain, and the team members immediately surrounded him. Jiang Fang stood on the outside. He looked blankly at the teammates who surrounded He Yuzheng. icy.

Su Feng saw Jiang Fang bent down and picked up the water bottle, strode towards the crowd, and suddenly stepped forward to hold him, along with Qi He who was holding Jiang Fang: "Call the police, don't worry about this! Let the manager They handle it."

The brief disturbance was quickly quelled by the hotel security. Jiang Fang had to be dragged upstairs by Su Feng and a few others. He Yuzheng saw blood on his forehead, and he smashed the water bottle with great force. He was still in pain.

"Fortunately, the wound is not big." The accompanying team doctor Chen Wen quickly put medicine on him and put a Band-Aid on him, and left after a few words, He Yuzheng looked up at the people who surrounded him: "Don't look, everyone Go back to sleep, everyone is doing well today and the bonus is doubled."

A few players jumped for joy, everyone took care of He Yuzheng and left after a few words. Jiang Fang leaned against the wall, his eyes darkened: "Do I want to leave?"

He Yuzheng pursed his lips. He got up and checked that the lower door was closed before turning around and walking back, stopping a step away from Jiang Fang: "Are you still angry with me?"

Jiang Fang nodded.

He Yuzheng also nodded: "Yes, not only did I play truant, but I also went drinking with Li Qiaoran to make everyone worried. So how many days are you going to be angry? What should I do to calm down?"

Jiang Fang raised his hand, and He Yuzheng shrank subconsciously, thinking that Jiang Fang was going to beat him. A smile flashed across Jiang Fang's eyes. He put his hand on He Yuzheng's head and gently scratched the Band-Aid on He Yuzheng's forehead with his thumb: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"I won't be angry when the wound heals." Jiang Fang said.

"Chen Wen said it would take a week..." He Yuzheng was a little unhappy: "It's been too long."

"Sleep more, eat lightly, change dressings in time, and don't get wet. Chen Wen said that it will get better soon, remember?" Jiang Fang put down his hand.

"Yeah." He Yuzheng hesitated, although Jiang Fang was very tired, he patiently waited for his next words.

"Then your injury was also caused by the fans?" Jiang Fang's face injury was more obvious than He Yuzheng's small wound, but he didn't ask the team doctor to bandage it. This kind of injury is much lighter than the injury he used to play in wild football. Much, nothing.

"No." Jiang Fang lowered his eyes: "I'm going to sleep, can you be alone?"

Jiang Fang obviously didn't want to say it. He Yuzheng knew that as long as he didn't want to, no one could pry his mouth open. He could only nod his head and take a step back, obediently saying, "Then you will wait for me to leave tomorrow."

"Okay." Jiang Fang took two steps and suddenly stopped, and finally turned around, hugged He Yuzheng, who was standing there, and kissed his forehead, sighed, "I'm not angry anymore, don't think about it, Go to bed early."

He Yuzheng's eyes suddenly lit up, he looked at Jiang Fang in surprise, Jiang Fang hooked his lips towards him before turning and leaving.

He Yuzheng's heart, which was a little sour and cold, suddenly warmed up. He was so happy that he couldn't help but jumped on the spot twice, and then rolled on the bed twice to calm down. Jiang Fang would not be angry anymore, he would have known the dangerous idea of ​​taking a few more hits.

The police were very fast and brought all the troubled fans back to the police station. The one who smashed the bottle was a DB fan. Because of Jiang Fang's face injury, many Jiang Fang fans and DB fans started to confront each other, saying that DB must be there. The team is a football tyrant, and they regard Jiang Fang as a thorn in their eyes, and Jiang Fang will be injured. The DB fans also drink too much and impulsive, and immediately hit Jiang Fang with a mineral water bottle.