when the moon whispers

Six accomplices in the case
Sixteen picks

The noisy voices suddenly fell silent, and the already unstable indoor temperature in the training room quietly fell below the standard temperature line preset by the central air conditioner. The whistling sound of the supplementary heating suddenly increased, and the air was chaotic. The flow was squeezing the air duct passages, hissing and occupying the top of the head.

Jiang Heyu's words still have a vague flavor of a foreign country. The ending sounds are not standard, and he uses an understatement to brush aside Cao Li'an's deliberate provocation, which is not very clever. Knocked on the heads of all the gangsters in the room who were temporarily confused by the imminent threat of death.

The starting point of all kinds of doubts and chaos, and searching for the source should not be the sole responsibility of Shao Jie, who has repeatedly endured many frame-ups and almost been murdered.

However, since the dispute started, concern about face was tugging at people's hearts. No one was willing to admit their fault and bow their heads for the unprovoked anger that lasted less than three or two minutes. Even Wen Xi, who blinked her eyes and thought about it, blushing and having a thick neck, was put aside. The silent crowd stood there in the air, not knowing whether to speak out or not, and pursed their lips.

Jiang Mo slightly twisted his wrist that was tightly bound, raised his eyes and looked at Shao Jie in confusion, who was bent into a telegraph pole in front of him. Just as he was hesitating whether to ask or not, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye. Xu Muyang, who was supposed to be standing in front of the crowd, grabbed Coach Huo, who was looking at the room full of people and was a little flustered. He blinked his eyes to signal him to calm down, and then raised his arms and looked around. Looking at the scattered stalemate, he raised his eyebrows without any trace, and cast his gaze thoughtfully on Shao Jie's hidden side face.

Shao Jie, who sank silently in the center of the whirlpool, finally raised his head and struggled to break through the suffocating water.

He belatedly loosened his fingertips on Jiang Mo's wrist, pulled away Li Zechuan with some difficulty, who was still holding Wen Xi's collared hoodie, and slowly smoothed the child's collar. With a wrinkled ball on his face, he turned his head and took a deep breath. He looked past the overlapping staff blocking his sight and glanced indifferently at Cao Lian, who could barely hide the gloating look on his face.

"I had a dispute with Jiang Weili first... This matter is obvious to all, and I did not hide it deliberately. However, during this period, these unexpected situations related to Jiang Weili did cause a lot of trouble to the team... which should not have happened, and also I accidentally got involved in some personal grudges, and almost got Cheng Zi in danger. To be honest, these problems are indeed caused by me. I am here to talk to you... and to Cheng Zi, Apologize."

Shao Jie paused for a moment and looked down at Wen Xi, whose eyes were red with guilt. He sighed softly: "But the contract application procedures for signing a contract with the DRG team are quite troublesome. No matter what, we have to wait until this. At the end of the season, Xu Xingchen is old enough to be named to the first-team roster. If he needs to transfer or terminate his contract, he will have to trouble manager Xu, Coach Huo, so we can get together and part ways."

"What are you talking about, Shao Jie, this is not your fault in the first place—"

Huo Ke's hair almost exploded when he heard these words. In the middle of shouting, Xu Muyang tightened his neck collar and choked his throat. The second half of the sentence was picked up anxiously by Li Zechuan, who was stunned for a moment: "No, Shao Jie, aren’t your words just to discredit me and Tao Fang?! Three years ago, that bastard Jiang Weili caused so many troubles with that bullshit manager because he felt you were a threat to him? First, you took the blame and went to HRG inexplicably. Later, Tao Fang almost lost his arm because of him... and then I scolded him. How long did he stay next to the water dispenser? If you say so, this matter of seeking revenge is also related to the two of us. Related, if you want to leave because of that grandson’s words, what do you want me and Tao Fang to do?!"

Li Zechuan's few words almost revealed all the old tacit grievances between the little "Three Musketeers" and Jiang Weili in front of the big guy - he has a straight-forward personality. I have been suffering from being controlled by others for almost three years. Now that I have revealed all my feelings, my throat suddenly became choked for a moment, and I couldn't help but burst into tears. come out.

Xu Muyang took a look at the situation that had completely changed the direction of the spear, and then slowly loosened Huo Ke's collar, kindly slapped him on the uneven collar fabric, and watched the justice and justice After the matter was over, Coach Huo hurriedly rushed between Li Zechuan and Wen Xi. He raised his hands and dispersed the staff who could barely hear the blaming and annoying words. He urged everyone to restore the office space as soon as possible and adjust their work arrangements appropriately to leave work early. , then patted Shao Jie on the shoulder, raised his chin slightly towards Jiang Mo's direction. "As a family, please don't talk about two families. I just pretended that I didn't hear anything today. I have to deal with the aftermath here. You go and do me a favor and send Officer Jiang off." She looked at Mo Li at the door with a warm and apologetic look. Jiang Mo smiled slightly, then blocked his hand, his face suddenly darkened, and he stopped in front of the figure who was trying to hide behind the group of people in twos and threes and slipped out of the training room, and gave him a dull look.

"Wait for me in the conference room for a while, Cao Lian."

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The Shao Da player who was upright and chatty just a moment ago transformed into an oversized quail with his head drooped as soon as he crossed the threshold of the training room and followed Officer Jiang step by step.

He first secretly glanced at the round hair on Officer Jiang's head, then lowered his head, and his eyes slid down from the tail of her hair, which she had probably just asked someone to help with scissors in the past two days, and gently It was wrapped around Jiang Mo's left wrist.

Jiang Mo doesn't have a scarred constitution, but the skin covered under the fabric is really thin and pale. The finger marks that were pinched on the wrist bones a few minutes ago are still vaguely visible until now. The shallow fragility blends with the looming scars on her palms. The connection is as tough and soft as the person.

However, these sentimental and lingering thoughts only earned Officer Jiang a shudder of disgust.

Jiang Mo was walking leisurely in the corridor, suddenly stopped and turned around with hair on his back, raised his eyelids and fell into the deep pool of water.She could probably guess where this kid's thoughts started to go astray. She flicked her finger towards the middle of his head without saying anything, and then opened the heavy fire door of the stairwell and tilted her head, concealing her guilt and indifference. The telephone pole was rolled into the corner of the slow-walking platform, and the person was pushed against the corner wall without any support, frowning deeply.

"Don't you have anything to say to me? Shao Jie."

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on alternate days~
"I have been dealing with me for a long time, and I would rather be me."

Wish you freedom and no obstacles~