The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

"No."

She has agreed to Wen Que.

The faint light in the young man's eyes wavered, and finally went out with a "pop".

"Oh."

"Go ahead."

The young man behaved exceptionally calmly and generously.

Maybe he didn't know that she was looking for Wen Que, so he was so calm.

Normally, he would have started making trouble.

Pan Shu picked up her bag and walked towards the crowded venue next to the hospital with a clear purpose.

"..."

ZERO's competition scene has always been like this.

Even if an idol group tours here, its popularity may not be as high as ZERO.

"Sister, here."

Pan Shu was pulled to the corner by a big cold hand, while Wen had a sweater hood on his head, and under the sweater hood was a black peaked cap.A lock of silver hair popped out from under the brim of the hat. Pan Shu reached out and pressed down the lock of white hair to make it less conspicuous before stopping.

The young man lowered his head obediently.

Boys at this age hate having their hair touched.

Inexplicably, my hair will explode.

But Wen doesn't.

The crowd of fans holding banners in front of the venue was no longer as crowded and noisy as it was at first, because most people had checked their tickets and entered the venue.

Wen wore a mask on his face, and the large hood of his sweatshirt firmly covered the boy's dazzling, easily sensational face.He entered the venue with his head lowered and holding Banshu's hand, like the most ordinary young couple——

Ban Shu also had a peaked cap placed on her head by Wen Que. Although the two of them looked a little too well-armed, fortunately, the fans standing outside did not discover their identities.

Otherwise it would be bad to cause a commotion.

But despite this, there were still many fans whispering excitedly behind them.

"Wow, the boy must love this little sister so much. He always keeps her in his arms!"

"And from the back, I think they match each other very well."

"Even if you don't care about his face, the little brother's outfit is so handsome...and the little sister's figure is also great, right?"

"..."

After entering the stadium, Wen was about to change his uniforms and play in the game, so he could only reluctantly let go of Pan Shu's hand, "I'm leaving first."

"it is good."

Pan Shu found her place in the field and sat down.

After a few minutes, Wen Que's delicate and indifferent face appeared on the big screen.

Pan Shu was in a trance for a while.

She once went to see Pei Ji play a game.

At that time, the young man was as public as the sun, and it seemed that if he got close to him, he would be burned by his too strong love, but——

The too strong love failed to hurt Pan Shu, so she could only hurt herself.

Wen Que's game playing is extremely pleasing to the eye. Whether it is his overly superior appearance or the silky and smooth movements of his slender and beautiful knuckles on the keyboard, it is enough to add a lot of brilliance to him.

This is just a friendly match.

Even so, everyone still held their breath, expecting this young man favored by God to continue his glory once again.

It's almost become a religion.

There is a saying circulating in the e-sports circle——

The old king has gone, and a new king is about to stand.

But Wen Que, the old king, has been creating his own miracles.

Even though he is still a 17-year-old boy.

Even though he is still among the youngest in this industry that thrives on youth, he seems to have been active in the audience's field of vision for too long.

So almost everyone takes it for granted:

The boy has not yet reached his true peak.

No surprise.

Wen once led ZERO to win the friendly match.

Backstage.

The ZERO team members were discussing where to go to the celebration banquet later, but Wen took off his finger gloves and said calmly, "I won't go to the celebration banquet tonight. I have something else to do."

The team member was stunned and said cheerfully, "Captain, what can happen to you?"

"Wen Que?"

At this time, Pan Shu followed the staff to the backstage.

The door to the backstage lounge was left open.

The staff dropped her off and left.

But the amazement in his eyes lingered for a long time.

Except for Wen Que, all members of ZERO stared blankly at the extremely beautiful girl in front of them.

Wen frowned, feeling "unhappy" rising in his heart.

"Hello." Pan Shu curled her lips and said hello to these young people, who were generally young.

"You... hello."

"Are you... are you Qiao Qiao?" Because of Wen Que, everyone in ZERO has watched Pan Shu's live broadcast.

Pan Shu slowly raised her lips and said, "Yes, I am."

It was a simple sentence, but the teenagers who had just been killing everyone on the field suddenly blushed, from the roots of their ears to their necks.

"Sister, let's go first and leave them alone."

Wen held Pan Shu's hand and led her out, saying as he walked, "They will have a celebration party later, so we'd better not disturb them."

ZERO member: "..."

When she reached the entrance, Pan Shu paused.

The cold wind blew in the face, suddenly making people feel cold all over.

The young man was leaning against the entrance, the weak light of the lighter extinguishing clearly in the winter snow. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't know how long he stood here or looked at it.

Cen Juan lowered his eyes and stared at his hands.

Even pressing the lighter is a bit difficult.

The doctor said that his hands were disabled and he could no longer lift heavy objects or play games.

Although his game is really bad.

But Cen Juan actually loves playing games.

Why else would the cat pounce on so many people laughing at him, laughing at him for playing the game badly and embarrassing the game area...but he still plays.

He just... doesn't have Wen Que's talent.

There must always be some less talented, ordinary people allowed to exist in this world, right?

Cen Juan stood here, watching Wen Que's high spirits while playing the game. Everyone in the audience was cheering for him. Even Pan Shu's eyes seemed to be full of this dazzling young man.

The corners of his lips curved into a sarcastic arc.

So, why.

"Cen Juan." Ban Shu put her hands in her coat pockets and approached him, "Why did you come out? Your injury hasn't healed yet."

Cen Juan rolled his eyelids casually, "It's nothing."

"Moreover..." His voice became careless again, "I am a wounded patient, and I don't even have anyone to take care of me. What can I say?"

Pan Shu finally heard a hint of jealousy and concern in these awkward words.

She smiled, "Okay, Wen Que's game is over, let's go back to the hospital."

Cen Juan was stunned.

Then he curled his lips dully.

"elder sister--"

Wen Que took Pan Shu's hand and said, "I'll go with you."