(With) Waiting

At first, Ye Chenxi also had struggles and conflicts when he fell in love with his master. The 16-year-old boy was moved for the first time, and the master who was a wise man who had a kindness to him was simply "a traitor" and "above the best". Once this admiration was expressed, it would be shocking.

But he had no way to control himself...

The 16-year-old boy is in adolescence. Ye Chenxi often has those strange dreams. In the dream, he stays with his master and kisses him. Every morning after waking up from the dream, his heart is always filled with guilt. He feels guilty and even disgusted by himself. But he also knows the taste of this feeling. When he sees Lan Weiran in the restaurant in the morning, he can't help but blush when he thinks of the scene in the dream.

At that time, Ye Chenxi's thoughts were very simple. He regarded his master as the god in his heart, and could only look up to him without any disrespect.

However, he had no courage to say this kind of admiration. After all, in Si Lan's eyes, Ye Chenxi was still a 16-year-old underage who needed care at that time. He had no weight at all. Even if he confessed, Lan Weiran would not take it seriously.

Ye Chenxi desperately hoped that he would grow up quickly and become stronger so that he would be qualified to stand beside his master and said to him: I like you.

He was already very talented, and with his full motivation in his heart and Lan Weiran's patient guidance, Ye Chenxi trained very seriously and hard during that period and made rapid progress in the short term.

Once on a day off after the game, Luohuaci played the ring casually in the training room. Hu Liang said on a whim that he wanted to fight Ye Chenxi alone, but Ye Chenxi was wiped out for five consecutive games. Hu Liang scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Xiao Ye has made great progress recently. I think I could win two games with you in three games, but now I can't beat you."

"It would be strange if you can beat him with one support." Lan Weiran said while drinking coffee.

Hu Liang smiled and said, "Si Lan, don't just talk about me. You know the best level of your apprentice. How many games do you two have to fight?"

Lan Weiran put down the coffee in his hand, walked to the computer and sat down, looking at his apprentice: "Come and play a few games with me, and I will just accept your training results in the past few days."

Ye Chenxi met his eyes, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He sat next to Lan Weiran nervously and excitedly, opened the game client and logged in to his account, and said, "Master, please open the ring."

"Okay." Lan Weiran quickly opened the ring and told him the password. As a result, a Xiaoyao with a green jade flute entered the room, and the id was called "Shenyuan".

Lan Weiran looked back at him with some confusion: "Is this your new trumpet?"

"Ye Chenxi nodded, and added, "I just started practicing these days. I want to try another skill matching solution, so I practiced a small trumpet." When he said this, he couldn't help but look at Lan Weiran nervously, afraid that his master would find something - sinking. This word is actually a true portrayal of the heart of the boy back then. He was sinking for his master, but he was willing to do so, but he was unable to express himself, so he could only force the strong and fiery feelings into his heart.

Lan Weiran did not respond to the id of the small account "Shen" and smiled and said, "I'm ready and show your strongest strength."

The captain wanted to pk with his apprentice, and many people who were lying around curiously.

When Lan Weiran took Ye Chenxi, he was never ruthless and fought with his apprentice. He actually showed his level of fighting against professional players on the court. Ye Chenxi was abused by him at the beginning and couldn't get up at all. Even Hu Liang couldn't help saying: "Why are you a master so cruel? Xiao Ye is just starting out, there is no need to use such strong training pressure, right?" Lan Weiran smiled and waved his hand and said: "Don't underestimate him. This guy has a very talented person. Only with such high-intensity training can his progress be the fastest."

The facts were indeed as Lan Weiran expected. After being abused for several months, Ye Chenxi was able to keep up with his master's speed.

The battle this day was very exciting. Lan Weiran showed no mercy. Ye Chenxi also tried his best to prove himself. The top masters in Xiaoyao fought for five consecutive games, and Ye Chenxi lost four and won one.

In the last game, Ye Chenxi cleverly grasped the loophole when Lan Weiran took the move, and controlled him with one move "Pinghu Qiuyue" and then used a set of Jade Flute-type Xiaoyao's bursting combo, clearing Lan Weiran's blood in one breath.

This combo was extremely smooth, even Lan Weiran didn't have time to avoid it.

Looking at the big word "failure" on Lan Weiran's computer screen, the atmosphere in the training room was a little awkward. After all, the apprentice defeating the master would make the master feel embarrassed, and Ye Chenxi defeated the captain Luo Huaci. Even Ye Chenxi was nervous, afraid that the master would be unhappy.

However, Lan Weiran did not feel any displeasure on his face. Instead, he stretched out his hand and gently touched Ye Chenxi's head, and smiled and said, "I beat him very well."

The encouraging look seemed to say: I am worthy of being the apprentice taught by my Lan Weiran.

The master was indeed broad-minded and would not mind this matter. Ye Chenxi was extremely excited when he met his eyes, and he felt that the blood in his body was about to ignite.

——That was his first victory over Lan Weiran.

For the young Ye Chenxi, this victory seemed to prove that his level was getting closer and closer to his master. Although the winning rate of 20% sounded a bit pitiful, he could beat Lan Weiran once after all, and he was no longer the rookie who had no power to fight back in front of his master. Perhaps in the near future, he could tie with Lan Weiran or even surpass Lan Weiran. By that time, Lan Weiran could no longer treat him as an apprentice who needed care.

With this idea in mind, Ye Chenxi trained harder. As the newly promoted training camp captain Lan Weiran, Ye Chenxi took the training camp's newcomers very responsible to practice PK skills, and set an example, practicing enough for an hour every day. Under his leadership, the whole newcomers in the Luohuaci training camp seemed to have been injected with chicken blood.

Looking back now, the state of being soaked in blood at that time was just a childish boy who wanted to prove himself in front of his beloved... urgently.

However, before he could prove himself, something big happened at Lan Weiran's family - Lan Weiran's father was diagnosed with advanced liver cancer.

This bad news was like a bolt from the blue, causing Lan Weiran's mental state to collapse instantly.

Later, Ye Chenxi couldn't bear to think about that period. She was in the middle of the fourth season. When she learned the bad news, Ye Chenxi was taking the teenagers from the training camp to play the qualifying match. Hu Liang returned to the team to tell everyone the news. Ye Chenxi's face changed and he rushed to the hospital without hesitation.

He saw Lan Weiran in the long corridor of the hospital. His master, who usually smiled lazyly, had an unprecedented heavy expression that day. He frowned tightly and paced back and forth in the corridor with an anxious face. After a while, he sat back on the chair, lowered his head, and buried his face between his hands.

Ye Chenxi looked at the master's thin silhouette and wanted to go forward and hug the other person tightly. However, in the end he did nothing and just sat next to Lan Weiran silently and gently placed his hand on Lan Weiran's shoulder.

He didn't know if Lan Weiran was crying, but his hands could feel Lan Weiran's body trembling slightly.
Chapter completed!