"I--" Lin Yao pressed himself down and didn't scold the words behind. Of course, he might not be able to say all these two words.

The soreness on his nose made him give up and continue to stretch his arms to hold the man. He covered his nose and turned around. Tears were almost gushing out, especially the urge to pounce on the ground and roll and kick his legs.

When everyone saw this stance, they hurriedly put the thinker on the ground, and they didn't care about the station or stand firmly.

"How is it? Where did you hit it? The nose?" Jiang Yifei asked in a series of questions.

Before the sourness on Lin Yao's nose could not pass, he could not speak for a long time after tears. Finally, he put in a word: "Wait."

"Is it serious? Lin Yao?" Mr. Qiu and instructor trot over, "Let's take a look."

"It's not serious... it's serious." Lin Yao originally covered his nose and didn't want to speak, but when Mr. Qiu asked, he still gritted his teeth and answered.

"Guan Ze, do you know where the infirmary is? Take Lin Yao over to see what's going on." Mr. Qiu saw Lin Yao covering his nose and refused to let go, so he had to say something to Guan Ze.

Oh, Guan Ze is quite familiar with this place? Lin Yao took the time to take a little shock in the pain.

"Yes," Guan Ze came over and patted his shoulder, "Go."

Others continued on other projects, and Lin Yao followed Guan Ze dejectedly to the infirmary.

How can you be unlucky to become such a virtue recently!

Lin Yao really couldn't figure it out. He decided that this month he would go to the temple with his mother. If he had nothing to do, he would hit a car and hurt his nose, and who could withstand it!

"Have you had a nosebleed?" Guan Ze asked in front.

"I don't know." Lin Yao was not sure, so he felt that his nose must have been bleeding a lot.

He let go of his hand and glanced at his palm. It was red. He was surprised. Another drop of blood dripped from his nose. He widened his eyes and couldn't help but lower his voice and sighed: "Hey, fuck."

A tissue was handed to him.

"Thank you." Lin Yao looked up at Guan Ze, grabbed the tissue and covered his nose, covering his blood on his face. Damn, his image was probably destroyed to the level of hideousness.

Guan Ze led him forward, took two steps and looked back at him, and found that he was looking up at the blue sky, so he said, "Don't raise your head."

"Why?" Lin Yao was puzzled, but he still put his head up straight.

"Are you thirsty?" Guan Ze narrowed his eyes.

Lin Yao liked his expression very much. After looking at it, he remembered that he didn't understand what he meant: "Ah?"

"It will pour back into your mouth. If you are thirsty, drink it." Guan Ze pointed to his nose and turned his head to continue walking.

After Lin Yao reacted, he felt nauseous and glared at Guan Ze's back for a long time before chasing him and following him. If this person hadn't been his boss, he would have really wanted to say a few words, and he had never seen such a disgusting person before!

There was no one in the infirmary, and it was quite nice to clean the windows.

Lin Yao walked to the sink and turned on the faucet: "Okay, I'll just wash it, it'll be fine in a while."

Guan Ze didn't say anything, and turned around and walked out.

"You don't have to worry about me..." Lin Yao was stunned for a moment and insisted on saying the second half of the sentence.

Walking really well.

Lin Yao buried his head and washed his face. There was still some blood in his nose, but it was not serious anymore. He found a bag of medicinal cotton from the glass cabinet next to him, pulled two balls and stuffed them into his nostrils, and sat down on the chair.

Let's take a break, this expansion training is really a good start.

After sitting for less than two minutes, Guan Ze actually came back, with a bottle of air-conditioned water in his hand.

Lin Yao quickly stood up and was a little moved: "Thank you, Mr. Guan, I'm really not thirsty."

"I didn't let you drink it," Guan Ze looked at the cotton stuffed in his nose, and wanted to laugh a little, "Sit down."

Lin Yao sat down obediently, feeling quite embarrassed. He didn't buy this water for him, so he was moved... Just as he was about to think about it, he felt a coldness on the back of his neck. It was Guan Ze's bottle of water.

"Can stop the bleeding." Guan Ze explained, paused for a minute or two and pressed the bottle on his forehead.

Lin Yao leaned on the back of the chair, raised his head, and could see Guan Ze's clean chin and the corners of his mouth that were raising upwards. It must be admitted that this is enjoyment.

In fact, in this case, Lin Yao should say "I'll do it myself" and then take the bottle and press it by himself. He hurts his nose and not his hands. But he is really reluctant to serve the people like Guan Ze, so he bit the bullet and pretends to be stupid, and he has no words to talk nonsense: "You are quite experienced."

"Well, my son always loves to have nosebleeds." Guan Ze smiled.

This made Lin Yao very upset. Which son should I mention at such ambiguous moment? However, the little boy's lame legs and laughed while running and laughing again appeared in front of him: "The child is so angry... your son... is quite cute and lively."

"It's very noisy." Guan Ze kept changing the bottle back and forth between Lin Yao's forehead and the back of his neck without any haste, as if he didn't feel anything wrong with him holding his arms and half-squinting his eyes and enjoying it.

"The little boys are making trouble. When I was a child, my mother wanted to feed me sleeping pills." Lin Yao couldn't help but laugh for a while when he thought of his mother's annoyingness when he was a child.

Guan Ze looked at Lin Yao from a high place. The child looked funny when he smiled. His eyes, which were not big, narrowed into two corners when he smiled, as if he was asleep.

After Lin Yao finished the joy, he found that Guan Ze was looking at him with a smile. He suddenly felt a little comfortable. He quickly reached out and covered the bottle on his forehead: "I'll press it myself, my hand is not hurt."

He pressed Guan Ze's hand firmly, and he felt like he was over-electricity instantly.

Guan Ze pulled out his hand: "Change it, just don't have ice."

"Yes." Lin Yao nodded.

"You..." Guan Ze hesitated for a moment, "Will you use someone to accompany you?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no," Lin Yao shook his head desperately. Stop accompanying him, otherwise the nosebleed would probably not be stopped. "It's just a nosebleed, you can go and do it."

Guan Ze didn't say much, but still turned around and walked towards the door, took two steps and stopped again: "Are you... always like this?"

"Where?" Lin Yao looked at him with water.

"No." Guan Ze thought about it and walked out directly.

He wanted to ask, are you always relaxing for a while and nervous? But if you really ask, he feels Lin Yao feels embarrassed.

Lin Yao was stunned for a while for some reason, and didn't think about it anymore. After covering the bottle of water in the infirmary, he washed his face and slowly returned to the training ground.

I don’t know what project was being carried out, but the people in their group were standing on a log, which was about one meter high from the ground.

When Lin Yao saw this scene, he immediately regretted not coming out earlier. It was much better than touching the shoulders just now! He wouldn't be hit by Erlangzi's face, dazzled!

"What kind of project is this?" Lin Yao sat down next to a little girl in the marketing department and asked.

"Ah, your nose is fine?" The little girl quickly stared at his face.

"It's okay, how big a thing can be done when you hit your nose." Lin Yao smiled.

"Just just now, the instructor asked a group of people to stand on the wood and stand casually. After standing, they asked everyone to rearrange according to their age. It was quite funny. If they didn't cooperate well, they would fall down if they couldn't stand firmly." The little girl explained to him with great interest.

No wonder! Lin Yao immediately turned around and stared at the person who was shaking and hugging him in a ball. Especially when he saw a little girl slowly crossing against Guan Ze, Guan Ze's hand was still holding her waist.

Lin Yao's eyes were straightened. If it were him, he would have to rub it a few times...

But we can't go too far. Everyone is wearing sweatpants, which are quite thin. If you rub it, you can't find any place to bury yourself.

Lin Yao kept holding his cheek and studying Guan Ze intently. This person might often participate in outdoor sports. He knew where the training camp's infirmary is. This training camp will also organize various outdoor sports. He has a good figure, neither fat nor thin, very well-proportioned, and the lines of muscles on his arms are also quite beautiful...

The only thing that didn't sway around the log was the only one who had not swayed around. Jiang Yifei shook several times and had to squat down to adjust his balance. Lin Yao was so happy that if he went up, he would probably be as virtuous as him.

After looking for a while, almost all the people had adjusted their positions. Lin Yao noticed that Guan Ze suddenly looked up at him, and then pointed at him.

"Hmm?" Lin Yao was not sure who he was referring to, but then pointed at himself with a blank expression.

Guan Ze smiled and pointed at his nose again.

Lin Yao subconsciously touched his nose with his hand.

A nosebleed again!

Me-Damn! Is this still alive?

Lin Yao jumped up from the ground, covered his nose and ran towards the infirmary, running as if he was being chased.

This was Lin Yao's most depressing day. Because of his weak nose, he was directly ordered by President Qiu to prohibit him from participating in the subsequent projects today. Fearing that his nose would leave sequelae, Jiang Yifei came over and touched his fingers along his nose to check if it was crooked.

Guan Ze's words made him speechless. He said, "Why are you more fragile than my son?" He said, "Your platelets are a little low?"

Lin Yao especially wanted to tell Guan Ze that the second nosebleed might be because he was staring at you and was overly excited! Of course, he didn't dare to say that.

Lin Yao has always maintained the identity of the onlookers in the following projects. What he can't stand the most is the event where a double person clamps the ball with his back. The two of them put a ball in the middle, holding each other with their hands...

Guan Ze's partner is Jiang Yifei, but fortunately it is Jiang Yifei. For the sake of his relationship with Jiang Yifei, Lin Yao didn't use his eyes to cut him back and forth. If he wanted to change someone else, he would definitely have to use his mind to cut him to the point of being completely exhausted.

After the first day of the project training, everyone made a summary together, and after a while, Lin Yao didn't hear clearly what he said, and was worried about whether his nose would suddenly bleeding again.

It was not until the accommodation was arranged that Lin Yao was energetic again. Mr. Qiu suggested not to freely assign rooms and draw lots of men and women, thinking that this would better enhance everyone's relationship.

Lin Yao no longer has hope for his bad luck recently. When he was drawing lots, he just silently said, "Don't draw the thinker who hit him in the same room."

He drew 503.

"Who got 503?" He looked at the notes and turned around and asked in the pile of colleagues.

"Me." Someone answered on the other side of the sofa.

Lin Yao quickly covered his nose as soon as he heard this. It was Guan Ze.

God, you finally opened your eyes! Lin Yao raised his arms and shouted in his heart.

But soon he became depressed again. He spent the whole night in the same room with Guan Ze. He would be very awkward. After all, he was a leader who had many provocations and was provoked with him, and this leader was not very fond of talking...

Lin Yao followed Guan Ze into 503. Guan Ze went to pull the curtains open because it was a suburb and the scenery outside the window was pretty good.

"Which picture are you sleeping?" Guan Ze asked him.
To be continued...