Chapter 95

After the match, Li Tie and Li Xiaopeng both announced a two-day holiday for the team. It was quite a luxurious little break, and everyone could go wild. However, it was unclear whether the two coaches were really thinking about the players or themselves. After all, as soon as the press conference was over, the two met at the back door. Probably, just like when they were players, they were opponents on the field but friends off it, and they had already planned to go out together. As for what they would do, only heaven knew.

Although Beining was the provincial capital, it had long lacked a professional team, so many professional players were not very familiar with the city and didn't know where to go for fun.

As the head coach of the Super Team, Li Tie naturally knew Beining well, so Li Xiaopeng didn't have to worry about finding places to play. They didn't bother to mingle with the players, as there were rules, right? But the players were in a tough spot, with long, lonely nights ahead.

Mao Jianqing had said earlier that he wanted Liu Hao to shed his role as a groomsman, but his real goal was to get closer to Qiao Xianglan.

However, as married men, their intentions were different.

Mao Jianqing's plans were well-laid, but his opponent was not Liu Hao, but someone else.

Qiao Xianglan was a beauty, especially in her low-cut white dress today, which made her look like a fairy. Any man would want her...

However, not everyone dared to sit next to her. Beautiful women attract many admirers, but few dare to approach. Most just buzz around, and some don't even dare to buzz.

Of course, this was also due to Qiao Xianglan's special status. She was the second daughter of the Zhongneng Group's boss and the sister-in-law of the Super Team's prince. Anyone who wanted to pursue her had to weigh their own worth. If she were just an ordinary beauty, anyone would have swarmed her.

So, whether it was the Zhongneng players or the Super Team players, most were drinking. If they hadn't had enough fun on the field during the day, they could compete over drinks at night.

Professional players have good bodies and can drink a lot. The KTV floor was already littered with empty cans, all from the players.

However, two guys weren't drinking. Mao Jianqing was one of them. His mind wasn't on drinking; he was focused on Qiao Xianglan and hadn't left her side.

However, Mao Jianqing was clearly at a loss. Qiao Xianglan wasn't drinking, and he was just sipping drinks, with no hope of success.

After more than half an hour, he was the only one continuously sipping drinks, feeling quite bored.

Just as he was about to get up and join his teammates, an unexpected visitor arrived.

The Super Team's star forward, Ling Zhenbang, came over and sat down next to Qiao Xianglan.

Mao Jianqing, who had found the guy tolerable earlier, immediately sensed a rivalry.

Wasn't it obvious? This guy was here to pursue Qiao Xianglan. Mao Jianqing, who had been about to move, now stayed put. If this kid got her, how could he face it? Even if he didn't succeed, he couldn't let someone else take her.

Ling Zhenbang, a 90s kid, was young and didn't care about Mao Jianqing's thoughts. He had probably been eyeing Qiao Xianglan all day and was now waiting for the right moment to make his move.

Mao Jianqing, being more experienced, didn't show his thoughts and even adopted a learning attitude, though it was just a guise to strike later.

However, the next moment, he was stunned. Ling Zhenbang wasn't there for Qiao Xianglan.

"Lao Mao, let's play a couple of rounds?" Ling Zhenbang shook the dice in his hand and invited Mao Jianqing.

What the hell? He wants to play dice with me?

Does this mean the loser has to back off?

Bullshit, I was playing this when you were still drinking milk! Mao Jianqing smiled, "Sure, you set the rules."

I've used this to charm countless girls, and now you're jumping into the pit...

"Let's do it this way, one can per round." Ling Zhenbang smiled, looking confident.

One can per round... Mao Jianqing's heart wavered. This was a bit much, not because he would get drunk, but because his stomach couldn't hold that much. In his younger days, he could drink a lot and it would all be gone, but now his stomach was like a beer bottle, and once full, it wouldn't digest...

"Sure!" But he gritted his teeth and agreed.

The tension quickly spread. Qiao Xianglan, of course, could see their intentions but sat there with bright eyes, seemingly enjoying the spectacle of two men competing.

Two tigers fighting, one must be injured. What would the result be?

Less than an hour later, when Liu Hao came in, the two were unusually quiet, and Qiao Xianglan was just getting up from their side.

"Why are you two so quiet?" Liu Hao sat in Qiao Xianglan's previous spot and laughed at the two.

It was obvious what they were up to.

Mao Jianqing was constantly rubbing his stomach, looking dazed, and Ling Zhenbang wasn't much better, occasionally burping.

"Lao Mao, do you have to be so intense?" Ling Zhenbang asked, lying on the sofa.

"You don't have to be so reckless either. I didn't see you like this during the day..." Mao Jianqing replied painfully.

It seemed they were evenly matched, and neither could outdo the other. Now they had a mutual respect, "But, Hao, where were you just now?"

"I just went to sit with some old college friends. We hadn't seen each other in half a year, and I drank a lot. I'm going back to rest. You two should drink less; you'll regret it tomorrow. My stomach isn't like yours, with eight-pack abs. I just have one... The problem is, you two are like two dead cats here. Aren't you going to do something about her?"

Liu Hao pointed with his finger, and they saw that Qiao Xianglan was already hugging a man, looking very intimate.

Just singing a song, do they have to hug and kiss? So intimate, are they letting the two of us live?

Mao Jianqing was the first to lose his words... He knew the man.

The prince of the Qingdao Yinghua Education Group, a golden bachelor, was reportedly pursuing Qiao Xianglan. Seeing this, he had no more fight left in him. It's important to know one's limits...

However, the other guy was already charging forward.

Ling Zhenbang, being young, couldn't stand the stimulation.

After an hour of trying to impress Qiao Xianglan and not even getting a word from her, he was beaten to the punch without much effort.

He grabbed a small bottle of beer and stumbled over to Qiao Xianglan and the man, spilling the beer all over the man and wetting Qiao Xianglan's chest.

Liu Hao and Mao Jianqing saw everything clearly.

"Finished..." Although he wanted to stop it, it was too late. Liu Hao cursed himself for being too talkative.

"Damn, just like me back then." Mao Jianqing stared at the familiar scene, drunk.

However, the next moment left them both speechless.

Although drenched, the man didn't get angry, treating it as if Ling Zhenbang was just drunk.

Qiao Xianglan even helped the man clean his clothes, making their relationship even more unusual.

"Drunk, huh? Be careful." The man asked calmly, with no ill intent.

But to Liu Hao, it felt off. The lighting was too dim, and he couldn't see the man's expression.

"If it were me, I would have already beaten him up. Pouring beer on someone, what a disgrace?" Mao Jianqing muttered.

Liu Hao, however, stood up first, walked over, and pulled Ling Zhenbang away, then turned to the man and said, "Sorry, he's really drunk. You