After thinking for several days, Wen Sui clasped his fingers, and finally walked in front of Shu Hui.

The reason is to go back to interview and study with the teacher, so need to go back in advance.

Shu Hui, who was playing mahjong, heard that it was a matter of study, so she didn't think much about it, and waved her hand with a high voice, telling Wen Sui to pack up quickly.

Wensui arrived in the afternoon on the 13th.

Zhou Ye has a game at night, so of course it is impossible to come to pick her up.

The person who came to pick her up was a young man, a staff member of the team entrusted by Zhou Ye.

He sent Wen Sui to a hotel near the competition venue that he had arranged in advance, and then handed Wen Sui a staff sign.

The staff said: "There is a 24-hour buffet on the top floor. You can rest for a while before going to have a meal on the top floor. I will pick you up at about six o'clock to the venue."

Wen Sui hurriedly bowed to thank him: "I'm sorry for your trouble."

"it's okay no problem."

After seeing off the staff, Wen Sui picked up his mobile phone first, knowing that Zhou Ye might not be able to see him, but he still sent him a message saying that he had arrived, and after taking a shower, he went to the top floor for dinner.

There are many styles of dishes, and they are also delicious.

But Wen Sui only served a bowl of millet porridge.

—She was in no mood to eat.

Although believe in Zhou Ye from the bottom of heart, it is a competitive competition after all. As long as it is a competition, there is no foolproof, especially in short-track speed skating, which is a highly confrontational competition. Compared with winning the championship, Wen Sui is more worried about Zhou Ye's safety.

She remembered that the Korean athlete who scratched Chen Yu before was also in this Winter Olympics.

Wen Sui took two bites and put down his spoon.

She took out her phone and looked at it.

Sure enough, there is no information.

Wen Sui lowered his eyelids.

The hotel is very close to the stadium, five minutes by car.

The staff led Wen Sui to the lounge.

The lounge was empty and quiet, and there was no one around.

Staff: "They are warming up next to you, you sit here for a while, I'll call you when the game starts."

Wen Sui: "Thank you."

Wen Sui didn't see Zhou Ye until fifteen minutes before the game.

Gaze at the person in front of you.

The man was wearing a black and red speed skating suit. The slim design made his figure even taller and taller, his muscles were firm, and his lines were so plump that they seemed to protrude vigorously.

He stood among a group of players in speed skaters.

But it is so protruding that Jiao Wensui can see it at a glance, unable to take his eyes off.

In a dazed effort, the man had already come to her side.

"Silly?"

The corners of Zhou Ye's mouth curled up, his smile was mischievous, he brushed Wen Sui's hair, and put it close to her ear, with a low smile,

"Uncle is so pretty."

Wen Sui came back to his senses, and instinctively thought that he was really shameless, but he couldn't come out when the words came to his throat.

"..."

Hmm... really handsome.

Zhou Ye is doing well, Wen Sui has always known this.

But Zhou Ye in the speed skating suit has a different and special feeling than the usual him. Wen Sui can't describe it clearly, like strength, or in other words, a sense of vigorous vitality.

More publicity, more uninhibited.

The man had just finished warming up, and there was a little sweat on his forehead, hanging on his short hair in a daze.

Wen Sui took out two tissues and reached out to help him wipe his sweat.

Not enough.

"..."

stand on tiptoe.

Still not enough.

"..."

Wen Sui was embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in, and was about to stuff tissues into his arms indiscriminately.

The next second, the man in front of him suddenly lowered his body.

Zhou Ye raised his eyebrows to look at her, and teased with a lazy smile: "Baby, I think you should eat more."

Wen Sui stared, and wiped off the sweat on Zhou Ye's forehead: "I think you should eat less."

"Then how?"

Zhou Ye raised his eyebrows, took the tissue after wiping, and threw it away, right in the trash can.

He hugged Wen Sui's waist, "How can you hug my wife if you don't eat more?"

After hearing too much, Wen Sui is already immune to these words from men.

She said loudly, "You think I'm fat, don't you?"

"How can you? Sister-in-law, you look so thin. Are you ninety catties?"

"Yes, I'm ninety-six—"

Halfway through the six words, Wen Sui suddenly realized something and stopped abruptly.

He couldn't help making a teasing look at the man in front of him.

Wen Sui was stunned for five seconds, and she moved two steps to the side.

Then saw the black crowd behind.

——She just focused on looking at Zhou Ye, but her eyes automatically ignored the others.

"..."

In addition, Zhou Ye was tall and wide, which just blocked the people behind him.

So Wen Sui didn't react until Song Ming made a sound.

Facing their bright smiles, Wen Sui felt that he had never wanted to stay away from this world so much.

She laughed twice.

Ready to say hello, but haven't opened my mouth yet.

"Hi sister-in-law!"

Wen Sui: "?"

Wen Sui blinked blankly.

The back was poked twice.

A man's chuckle came from behind: "I'm saying hello to you."

"My dear, although I love you very much, it is wrong to be rude."

Wen Sui's mind was blank, and when he heard this, he nodded along: "Ah, you..."

"Hello brother and sister!"

Before Wen Sui finished speaking, another male voice full of vigor came together, overwhelming her voice abruptly.

The male voices are mixed together, and the voices are loud and powerful, which is worthy of being engaged in sports competitions.

Wen Sui: "???"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The moment Wen Sui froze, a man's wanton laughter came from behind him at the same time.

Zhou Ye casually took a sugar tangerine and threw it on the middle-aged man in the center: "You guys are really good enough."

Lu Wenhua peeled off the orange and stuffed it into his mouth: "You kid! How did you talk to the coach?"

Some time ago, after Song Ming called 110, he was also frightened and stupid, so he stood still and called the police in front of Zhou Ye.

The moment the phone was connected, he opened his mouth and shouted, "Uncle Policeman."

Zhou Ye was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and gave him his gaze.

Then I heard Song Ming say: "I...my brother, his niece, and now my sister-in-law...sister-in-law, policeman uncle, can I ask this...how many years will I be sentenced? Can I be arrested after the game?what?"

He spoke incoherently, causing the operator on the other end to yell "What?"

But Zhou Ye understood instantly.

His face darkened immediately, and he grabbed Song Ming's cell phone: "Sorry, this was a misunderstanding."

Unexpectedly, this move made Song Ming feel that he was going to murder, and Song Ming was so frightened that he ran out to knock on Lu Wenhua's door.

Sometimes Zhou Ye really admires his brain circuit.

Afterwards, he patted Song Ming on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, although you are not important, the championship is important. I'm not that stupid."

After waking up, Song Ming said, "Thank you."

"..."

So explained to Lu Wenhua in Zhou Ye that Wen Sui was just a friend of his little niece, the two were not related by blood, he was just having sex at the time.

After Lu Wenhua relayed the story and explained it to Song Ming for an hour, Song Ming finally figured it out.

However, Song Ming made too much noise, causing other team members on the same floor to rush to check the situation.

After figuring it out, everyone was overjoyed. After laughing at Song Ming for half an hour.

Suddenly belatedly.

Huh?This guy Zhou Ye has a girlfriend?

Come on!!!

damn it!Zhou Ye actually has a girlfriend!!!!

"..."

So after learning that Wen Sui was going to watch the game, but they must have no time to prepare for the game, Lu Wenhua thought of such a way to welcome her.

——Those who are younger than Zhou Ye shout "Hello, sister-in-law!", and those who are older than Zhou Ye shout "Hello, brother and sister!".

He even put on the airs of the head coach, emphasizing that the voice must be even and loud, and it must be powerful and powerful, so that Wen Sui can feel their warm welcome.

Wen Sui swallowed a mouthful of warm water expressionlessly, and she laughed dryly twice: "Well...it's really, really loud."

Coming soon, no chance to introduce slowly.

But Wen Sui had watched the game, and she knew all the contestants who played, so she greeted them with a smile.

The more Chen Yu watched, the more satisfied he was with this younger sibling: "It seems that younger siblings have done their homework."

"Zhou Ye, you are lucky."

Wen Sui's face flushed.

Although Zhou Ye usually calls his wife, he likes to tease her, and Wen Sui becomes numb after listening too much, and has no sense of reality.

But now listening to the people next to him calling "brother and sister" and "sister-in-law", I suddenly felt a real feeling, as if I was standing on a cloud that could stand on people.But after all, she was still a little girl with a thin skin, so she couldn't help being shy when she heard it.

Wen Sui lowered his head and took another sip of water.

"What do you want?" Zhou Ye pinched Wen Sui's waist softly, through a thick down jacket, Wen Sui didn't feel too itchy.

Zhou Ye's tone was lazy, and he was not ashamed to say it, "Of course we are good at Sui Sui."

Wen Sui coughed lightly, glanced at Zhou Ye, and motioned him to restrain himself.

Zhou Ye just looked at her and smiled.

He took Wen Sui's hand along and played with it slowly.

In a few minutes, it was time.

Zhou Ye and the others should play.

Lu Wenhua looked at Wen Sui: "Sui Sui, you come with us."

Wen Sui nodded: "Okay."

Put up a staff sign.

"Don't be afraid,"

A low male voice came from beside the ear.

When Zhou Ye passed by her, he said, "They are all very nice, don't be restrained, I'll be back soon."

Wen Sui hummed lightly: "Go, come on."

"affim,"

After speaking, he leaned down again and quickly kissed Wen Sui's chin.

Only then turned around and left.

Wen Sui has watched many short track speed skating competitions, but all of them are on his mobile phone.

This is the first time she has come into close contact with it.

It was so close that could see the roughness on the white ice surface, and the scratching sound of the ice skates as they slid across the ice surface, as if could feel the sharp wind when they passed by, which cut face sorely.

She watched every game with near breathlessness.

Indulge in the ebb and flow magic of the competitive game.

Unfortunately, Song Ming and Chen Yu were eliminated in the quarter-finals and semi-finals respectively.

Chen Yu bent over to put ice covers on his skates, his face full of unwillingness: "Zhou Ye, win it back for me later."

"it is good."

There is still about half an hour until the final.

Obviously he didn't do it by himself, but Wen Sui was so nervous that he kept drinking water.

His hand was empty in a flash.

Wen Sui raised his eyes, Zhou Ye held her water glass in his hand, and smiled: "What are you doing? Little Shuiwa?"

"I'm just thirsty," Wen Sui looked him up and down, "Don't be nervous, it's fine, just be safe."

Zhou Ye raised his eyebrows: "I'm not nervous."

"..."

"Oh, that's good." Wen Sui let out a breath.

Zhou Ye patted her head: "Don't be nervous."

"I'm not tight——" Wen Sui was about to deny instinctively. Halfway through speaking, she sighed and buried her head in Zhou Ye's chest, "I'm really a little nervous."

"..."

Zhou Ye kissed her hair: "Honey, please trust your boyfriend."

Wen Sui grabbed Xia Zhou Ye's waist, and said in a muffled voice, "Of course I believe you, I'm just a little worried."

Suddenly realizing that she didn't seem to be sending negative energy to Zhou Ye, Wen Sui stopped, raised his head again, and stared at it for two seconds.

"Huh?" Zhou Ye noticed, "There is something on my face."

"You lower your head."

Zhou Ye didn't understand, but still bowed his head obediently listening to Wen Sui's words.

Just low.

There was a sudden softness at the corner of the mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the girl in sight slowly shrank.

Zhou Ye smiled at the girl.

"Come on, stay safe and healthy."

"Boy friend."

The ice rink stretches as far as the eye can see, full of thick and silent whiteness.

The auditorium was surprisingly quiet.

All eyes were on the track.

on the track.

Four athletes with different colors of speed skating suits stood neatly in a row.

Wen Sui's gaze was fixed on the most outspoken black-red man.

She clenched her hands tightly.

A clear gunshot sounded suddenly.

In an instant, the four people on the track slid forward in unison like swimming dragons.

The sound of ice skates rubbing against each other is like a fierce symphony, resounding above the ice rink.

Wen Sui stared at the man in the black and red speed skating suit, his eyes kept shifting following his movements.

Because of the starting position, his position is slightly behind the others.

Apparently, he was trying to superman from the corner, but he was always stuck by the Korean player in front, resulting in frequent failures.

Only the last two and a half laps left.

Wen Sui felt like his heart was being pulled together.

But she couldn't help but keep watching.

For a moment, Wen Sui felt like a masochist.

And in the blink of an eye, the man suddenly swung his arms quickly and accelerated.

Another bend ahead.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Zhou Ye skating towards the inside, and the Korean player turned to the inside.

——He still wants to continue to hold Zhou Ye's position and keep his teammates in front of him to win the championship.

However, the man in the black and red speed skating suit suddenly turned around.

He did not do it from the inside, but from the outside.

——Relying on his strong enough speed, he surpassed the two people in front of him in an instant.

Seeing that there was a discrepancy with his own plan, the Korean player couldn't help being anxious. He stretched out his hand, trying to grab Zhou Ye's leg.

"Grass."

Wen Sui was jealous. She, who had been taught softly by Shu Hui, couldn't hold back her swearing for the first time.

But obviously the man had expected it a long time ago, he lifted his left foot and avoided it smoothly, while continuing to speed up with his arms.

Before the front runner can react, quickly pass him.

Wen Sui felt like his heart was floating in the sea.

Up and down, no landing.

But seeing that nothing happened, she let out a long sigh of relief.

His eyes were still firmly fixed on the man.

Seeing him continue to accelerate and sprint, he continued to expand his advantage, and gradually opened up a gap of nearly half a lap with the others.

Only two laps left.

lap.

Semi-circle.

"..."

"Fuck!! Zhou Ye, you are my fucking brother forever!!!"

Song Ming's shouts came from beside his ears, mixed with Lu Wenhua, Chen Yu, etc., and the shouts from the audience.

Heart finally found the ship.

But suddenly.

The scene in front of him suddenly became blurred.

Wen Sui can only see.

On the clean and white ice, there are black and red speed skating suits twirling in circles, as well as an eye-catching red.

"..."

Zhou Ye slid in front of Wen Sui.

He is laughing.

Visible to the naked eye, he is high-spirited and flamboyant.

But when he saw the girl in front of him, those bewitching phoenix eyes moved slightly.

Zhou Ye reached out and raised Wen Sui's chin.

The teardrops on the girl's face glistened in the reflection of the ice.

Zhou Ye lowered his eyelids.

The next second, he suddenly raised his hand.

The five-star red flag in his hand moved from his shoulder to the heads of the two, and then slowly descended like a cloud.

Covered the two figures.

Cheers resounded all around.

For a moment, Wen Sui's suspicion didn't come from outside, but from her heart.

Otherwise, why would it be so loud.

Opening the eyes is covered with red.

Like a protective shield, it surrounds the two of them together.

The world is obviously very noisy.

But it seemed that there were only the two of them left in silence.

The dark pupils pierced through the intense red, reaching the girl's sight.

After an unknown amount of time, the man suddenly smiled.

He didn't speak.

Just lift your hand hard.

So the girl's head was taken along.

Then, the warm and slightly hard touch directly rubbed against the upper lip.

As if he was still in the game, he was still strong and powerful, and he went straight in regardless, causing Wen Sui's lips and tongue to hurt.

Tears still fell uncontrollably.

I don't know if it's the pain, or haven't recovered from the game just now.

The brightly colored national flag is high above the head.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the corner of the flag fluttered slowly and unhurriedly.

Only it knows the secret in the flag.

Welcome back, my world champion.

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