When an Alpha is Marked by One of His Own Kind

19

Hearing such a stimulating speech, the teammates expressed their ears.

Qian Bao glanced at the screen and suddenly said, “Oops!”

When Lu Zhe was telling the story before, she thought that there were some grievances and hatreds that were inappropriate to be heard by the fans, so she subconsciously muted the microphone, and there was only the background sound of the song she ordered in the entire live broadcast room.

Now the barrage screens are all chatting and farting, and there are still extremely boring people who analyze what they are talking about in the DG base based on her expression.

She looked at Lu Zhe regretfully: “Captain, I forgot to tell the fans your sweet youth story.”

Lu Zhe was silent for two seconds, tucked his lips at Qian Bao, and replied in a tolerant tone:

“It’s ok.”

“Be careful in your next life.”

Qian Bao: “…?”

Qian Bao: “As expected of you, Lu Gou.”

Seeing that they were about to start a new round of mouth evasion, Manager Zhou suddenly patted his forehead: “Hey, I almost forgot to do business—”

“The summer game schedule has been arranged. Our first match will be against HCG on June 3, and the second match will be on June 7 against LAG. The BO3 format is double loop inside the group and single loop outside the group.”

“The league official has posted the schedule. You can look back and check it out. You can also forward the news of the club if you have time on Weibo.”

“In July, our regular season and intercontinental games are played at the same time. You have been paying attention to your state recently. If you have time, you should exercise and eat less takeaway. Don’t have anything to do before the game. You will catch a cold, fever and stomach ache as soon as you play.”

Hearing Zhou Dazui’s old-fashioned talk, Lao Hao Erhua prolonged her tone of voice and replied, “I see.”

Qian Bao continued her live broadcast, reminding fans that the schedule has been released by the way, and the barrage was filled with joy.

Zhou Dazui only stared at Lu Zhe. After a while, he was still worried and patted the back of Lu Zhe’s chair. “No, you come out with me, Lu Team.”

Coach Fang happened to bring the analysts in and saw Zhou Dazui asking Lu Zhe to start a small stove. He reminded him: “Training is about to begin. You have something to say quickly.”

Zhou Dazui waved his hand: “I see, I just told him.”

…

Lu Zhe followed Zhou Dazui all the way through the corridor to the office.

Standing in front of the white desk, Zhou Dazui paced to pour him water. When he got up from the water dispenser and returned, his expression was inexplicably solemn.

“Lu Zhe.”

He handed the water cup into Lu Zhe’s hand, and looked up at Lu Zhe who was a bit taller than himself, with complete seriousness in his eyes.

Lu Zhe took the water glass, crow-feather-like eyelashes drooped, half covering his black pupils, he looked at the plastic cup in his hand, and suddenly cut off Manager Zhou’s words:

“I know what you are going to say.”

“DG bought him for good results, not for spreading messy scandals.”

Manager Zhou’s conversation was snatched by him, but he was not at all annoyed. His expression was even relieved: “It’s good if you understand. I’m not trying to interfere with your mate selection. It’s just that our professional situation is like this. The performance trumps everything and we won. Everything is easy to say, lost…”