His childhood friend’s words were like a bolt of lightning, waking him up from his dream.
There was still a light drizzle outside. Looking down from Ming Yao’s dormitory, he could see the place where the captain and the young girl had separated.
Ming Yao flipped over. He didn’t look at the window and faced the wall.
His stomach was still burning from the spiciness. Two of his roommates murmured amongst themselves, “What’s wrong with Little Ming? He even filled himself up with a bowl of hot pot spicy soup after dinner.”
Ming Yao wrapped himself up tightly in the quilt.
He’d been inspired by his childhood friend. Wasn’t his captain his inspirational idol, his life mentor!
With this thought, his chest was filled with lofty sentiments. Pride and joy, sadness and dejection. However, his fellow trainees’ brains were filled with nothing but firing guns every day, and not a single one of them could understand Little Ming’s happiness and sorrow.
This complex emotion needed to be shared.
So––
Ming Yao joined trainee Zuo Botang’s fan group.
Hundreds of girls and dozens of youths gathered together in the group to chat, photoshop images, cut videos, and blow rainbow farts every day. In just a few short days, they’d already become Ming Yao’s source of spiritual comfort! Chasing stars was like a grand and lofty secret love. You continue to be brilliant on the road ahead, while I escort you from within a vast crowd.
... This really too damned interesting!
Soon, Ming Yao had completely devoted himself to this new hobby.
Although the captain’s girlfriend could hug and hold the captain, his own love for the captain was deep, hierarchical, and far more far-reaching and long-term.
During the period of training that followed, Ming Yao was deeply involved in the fan circle and couldn’t extricate himself.
Zuo Botang took the highlight of the game.
Ming Yao: Big brother, charge all the way to the stars ahhhh!
Zuo Botang was temporarily called away by the leader, and had no time to pack away his gun.
Ming Yao held the captain’s gun close, wiped it clean and put it away: Big brother only needs me ahhhh!
Zuo Botang was praised by the team manager.
Ming Yao: Big brother is walking the flower road ahhhh!!
Team manager: “In the future, everyone should learn more from Little Zuo. Don’t you think so, Little Ming!”
Ming Yao: “YR.”
Zuo Botang, the manager, and the group of trainees, “......”
Ming Yao suddenly realized what he’d said, “You’re right!”
Ming Yao’s method of mixing in with the fan circles was different from others. Ming Yao didn’t like to argue for his idol, he couldn’t win anyway. However, he liked to watch his captain’s videos over and over again, sneaking off to learn from them.
With this brat’s strength, there was a 90% chance that he’d really be able to learn it, and then he would bring his gun over and show off in front of the other trainees.
Because of this, Ming Yao made rapid progress.
While practicing double-c cooperation with Zuo Botang, Ming Yao unknowingly became overly involved in shipping his captain. His terminal was filled with a mess of pictures of his captain. Sometimes when he saw an amazing edit, he would download it once, then forget about it and end up downloading it seven or eight times. Towards the end, his terminal was so filled up with Zuo Botang that he was everywhere in his terminal.
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