Xiaobai and Yuan Qian's astonishing laughter came from the TTC lounge.

Xiaobai laughed so hard that he almost turned his back. He leaned on the sofa and commanded Pine sitting by the door: "P Bao, quickly lock the door."

Pine said, "Why?"

Xiaobai stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from his laughter: "I'm afraid tofu rot can't think about it for a while, so he rushed into our lounge and made some irreversible actions."

Brother Ding leaned against the wall and stared at the live TV on the wall, thinking that he must have been too comfortable all these years.

That's why God sent such a person down to torture him.

He turned his head and asked the deputy manager of the team next to him: "Do you still remember the contract we signed with Soft, how much is the liquidated damages written on it?"

The deputy manager said: "I don't remember, what's wrong?"

Brother Ding: "Cancel the contract with him. I will pay for it to buy a happy second half of my life for myself."

"..."

Having said that, you still have to take care of what your own team members do.

After a few seconds, Brother Ding gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go check the alliance's tone later, although he didn't say a few human words, but anyway, there are no dirty words, it shouldn't be too serious, and Weibo... you go. where?"

Lu Baiyuan opened the door of the lounge: "Toilet."

All the staff were busy and the toilets were empty.

Just as Lu Baiyuan turned on the faucet, he heard a sound behind him——

"The head is very skilled."

Lu Baiyuan didn't turn his head back, and lowered his eyes to wash his hands: "Why haven't you left yet?"

"We didn't have a match today, so I originally planned to leave... As a result, your mid laners were locked up when they came up. Our mid laner proposed to watch it on the spot before leaving, and it will stay until now." XIU paused and smiled. : "By the way, I just heard that Soft was hired by you? When did you take care of the team's recruitment?"

Lu Baiyuan didn't know how many times he repeated: "I don't care, it's just a recommendation. I have the final say on who the team recruits."

That being said, but Lu Baiyuan has been in TTC for so many years, and he has led the team to achieve countless good results. The team will pay attention to his casual words.

"But your new mid laner is really good, and your operation and awareness are okay. Even if your personality is too ostentatious, it's okay to rob the game. After the game, you dare to make trouble." XIU walked over to him, opened another tap and hurriedly After washing his hands, he took out a cigarette from his pocket: "How about one?"

"One cigarette, Brother Ding fines me ten thousand." Lu Baiyuan glanced at the cigarette in his hand, and quickly looked away: "You help me pay the money, and I will smoke two with you."

"That's it..." XIU ordered it for himself, suddenly thought of something, and smiled: "When I first came here, I saw Brother Ding training you in the mid lane, and asked me to say that he should train you, if you hadn't given it to Soft. One wave of three kills, the MVP is not sure who it is."

Speaking of this, XIU said, "Why didn't you give me a head start in the previous rankings? If you don't let me, you still have to grab me? Treat me differently??"

Lu Baiyuan said "um" and said casually: "Whenever you go to dye your blue hair, I will give you a head in the ranking in the future."

XIU: "...you still have this hobby, tell me earlier."

Lu Baiyuan was too lazy to pay attention to him, dried his hands and threw away the paper: "Go, smoke slowly."

As soon as Lu Baiyuan walked out of the toilet, he saw the MVP of the previous game standing by the wall and lowering his head to play with his mobile phone. Hearing the movement, the other party raised his head, and the two looked at each other for a few seconds.

Lu Baiyuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Brother Ding punishes you to stand in front of the toilet?"

"...No." Jian Rong returned to her senses, put away her phone, and threw it into her pocket: "The car was waiting at the back door, but I didn't answer your call. Brother Ding asked me to come to the toilet to find you."

When playing games, Lu Baiyuan used to mute his phone, so it was normal that he couldn't hear the phone.

He nodded: "Then why don't you go in and find me?"

Jian Rong originally wanted to go in.

But as soon as he saw the toilet door, he instantly remembered the night he drank a dead pig...

"I'm afraid," Jian Rong casually made an excuse: "disturbing you to go to the toilet."

Lu Baiyuan: "."

Jian Rong: "..."

On the car back to the base, Jian Rong covered her entire head with her team jacket and lay very peacefully.

Xiaobai turned his head and was startled: "What are you doing?"

Jian Rong said angrily, "Sleep."

Xiaobai: "Your sleeping appearance is too unlucky, isn't it?"

Jian Rong: "Oh, then next time I put a blessing on my forehead and then go to sleep?"

"..."

"Leave some seams." Lu Baiyuan glanced at the back seat through the car window: "The heater is on in the car, it's stuffy."

Xiaobai just wanted to persuade his brother to leave the rebellious boy alone, but the next second, the coat next to him moved.

Jian Rong obediently pulled down her jacket, revealing half of her face.

Back at the base, Lu Baiyuan's dinner had arrived. Five people gathered around the coffee table in the living room on the first floor and ate while watching the second game of the day.

Brother Ding came back from the outside on the phone. Jian Rong saw the situation and thought she was going to be scolded again.

"You all know your height and weight, right?" Brother Ding asked, clutching his phone.

Yuan Qian asked glisteningly, "I know, what's wrong?"

"You need data to make peripherals, and I don't know the specifics. After a while, you will submit a copy of your height and weight. The data should be true and detailed." Ding Ge looked at Jian Rong: "You also have to submit the peripherals after this time. It's all yours."

Jian Rong hesitated for a few seconds before she said "oh" dryly.

"I refuse!" Xiaobai raised his hand in protest: "A man's weight is a secret! And I haven't measured my height for a long time."

Brother Ding nodded: "Then I'll let them fill it in casually, and then you can write more than ten pounds and eight pounds, just don't worry about it."

"..." Xiaobai admitted defeat: "But I really don't remember."

Brother Ding said: "There is a scale on the third floor, if you are tall..."

"I have a tape measure in my room." Lu Baiyuan interjected softly.

"Okay, if you need to measure your height, you can borrow a tape measure." Brother Ding glanced at his watch: "Send the data to me on WeChat before going to bed."

After eating and drinking, Jian Rong went back to the room to take a shower. When blowing her hair, she deliberately blew her hair high so that she could measure her height later.

He drank so many glasses of milk, how could he grow taller.

At ten o'clock, Jian Rong knocked on Lu Baiyuan's door.

No one answered after knocking twice, thinking that the other party was sleeping, Jian Rong turned around and wanted to go back to the room.

click.

A gust of heat came from the room, Lu Baiyuan wiped his hair with a bath towel, and when he saw his slow movements, he stopped him funny: "Jianrong."

Jian Rong paused and turned her head: "...I want to borrow a tape measure."

Lu Baiyuan opened the door: "Come in."

Jian Rong wanted to say that he would just stand at the door and wait, but Lu Baiyuan had already entered the room with the door open. Jian Rong hesitated for two seconds and followed.

The whole room was filled with a faint scent of shower gel, and Jian Rong couldn't tell what the smell was, but it smelled good.

Lu Baiyuan had obviously just finished taking a shower, his hair was damp, his collar was a little messy, he was wearing knee-length shorts, and he was rummaging through boxes while bending over.

Jian Rong stared at his back for a while, then pursed her lips and looked away.

Lu Baiyuan's room was neither neat nor messy. There was a poster of League of Legends on the wall, a basketball was placed in the corner, the team jacket was casually thrown on the chair by him, and the headphone cord was scattered on the edge of the pen holder on the desk.

It wasn't until Lu Baiyuan turned around with the tape measure that Jian Rong quickly retracted his gaze.

He reached out to take it.

"Back up a little," Lu Baiyuan said.

Jian Rong was stunned, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Lu Baiyuan strode towards him, and when he saw that he was about to bump into it, Jian Rong stepped back again, and his back slammed into the wall without being light or heavy.

Lu Baiyuan threw the bath towel that wiped his hair into the dirty clothes basket: "Stand up straight."

Jian Rong understood in an instant, and he said, "I'll do it myself—"

"It's hard to do it alone." Lu Baiyuan squatted down and pressed one end of the tape measure to the ground: "Close your feet together, otherwise the measurement will be short."

When Jian Rong heard the words, she immediately put her legs together and stood upright against the wall.

Boys' calves are slender and white. Lu Baiyuan glanced at it, and pulled the tape measure around him.

Jian Rong's eyes were down, just in time to see Lu Baiyuan's wet chin and hair tail, and his collar was also dyed deep, sticking to the man's collarbone.

"You..." Lu Baiyuan stood up straight, raised the other hand to press Jianrong's hair: "How did you blow your hair?"

Jian Rong smelled the fragrance on Lu Baiyuan's body and said, "Blow it at will."

Her head was pressed by Lu Baiyuan's palm, and after swallowing several times, Jian Rong said, "Otherwise I myself..."

The strength of the palm is heavier: "Don't move."

A few seconds later, Lu Baiyuan read out a series of numbers: "174."

"...174.1." Jian Rongmu corrected her face: "My physical examination in October was 174.1."

"Okay, 174.1." Lu Baiyuan paused for two seconds, lowered his eyes and asked, "Your resume seems to say 175?"

Jian Rong gritted her teeth: "Round to the nearest 175."

Lu Baiyuan laughed.

Jian Rong: "Don't laugh."

Lu Baiyuan said "um": "I didn't laugh."

Jian Rong found that when Lu Baiyuan laughed, his Adam's apple would roll slightly.

It was discovered that she lied about her height when applying for a job. When Jian Rong left, she almost fled, and she ran into Xiao Bai when she went out.

"Have you measured it?" Xiaobai asked, "How tall is it?"

Jian Rong: "None of your business."

noob:"……"

Jian Rong went back to the room and lay on the bed for half an hour without falling asleep.

So he took out his mobile phone Baidu——

[Can drinking milk really make you grow taller? 】

【Can you still grow taller at the age of seventeen? 】

【What can you eat to grow taller? 】

[How tall is Lu Baiyuan? 】

...

Seeing the pop-up interface, Jian Rong was stunned for a moment, and then she looked at the information on Baidu Encyclopedia - 186cm.

Jian Rong was holding her phone sore, when a message suddenly popped up.

[Pomegranate: Brother, you are absolutely amazing today, my Weibo homepage is all praising you for your awesomeness hahaha]

Jian Rong was depressed, and seeing this line of words, the joy of beating Tofufu today came back again.

[Fuck ears: send screenshots to see]

[Pomegranate: This still uses screenshots? You can open the Weibo post bar casually, it's all. 】

Even if Jian Rong is on Weibo, he knows how chaotic his comment area is now, so he thought about it and opened a post that has been useless for a long time.

Today, he won the game so beautifully, the group of idiots in Tieba must not be able to hack anything.

Jianrong was lying on the back of her neck with one hand, lazily entered the "Soft Bar", and was ready to receive praise from the screen——

[Analyze how many centimeters the idiot's insole has today. [Fine] Reply to 1211]?

A red letterhead blinded Jian Rong, and he clicked in after two seconds of delay.

[1L: Put two reference pictures, one is a photo of Lushen carrying him, and the other is a photo of him standing next to Lushen today]

[22L: Does this still require analysis? The minimum is 4.5cm]

[124L: Ah, no wonder I said it was weird when I saw him bowing with his teammates today...]

[333L: What the hell is that idiot thinking? Does it make sense to deceive yourself? Or did he really think he could hide from his father? 】

[498L: It’s alright if you put it on, or you won’t be as tall as the hostess when you get on stage, and you’ll lose your friend’s face.】

[607L: I calculated, his real height is at most 174, fidelity.】

Jian Rong: "..."

Jian Rong withdrew from the post and unfollowed the post with a blank face.