The Great God is always teasing me [e-sports]

Chapter 38

On the return flight, Wa Chacha originally booked the economy class, but Xiao Zhuo found him when he arrived, and said that he would change to the first class, and if it was not enough, he would change to the business class, and he would pay for the extra money. He was quite frightened, his round belly twitched twice, and he asked mysteriously: "Master Xiao is going to lose his money?"

Xiao Zhuo rolled his eyes at him, just caught a glimpse of the silent Shush from the corner of his eye, nodded: "It's pretty much it."

Xiao Zhuo's seat and Huo Huo's seat are both in the economy class, Wa Zaca is two rows behind him, and the rest are in the first class, all of them are very well treated.

After sitting down, Hush suddenly laughed nervously, took off his glasses, wiped the mirror back and forth with a tissue, his hands trembled a little, and his voice was so low that only two people could hear: "You really didn't To expose me?"

"Yeah." Xiao Zhuo responded, turned off the phone, his shoulders trembled a little while laughing, and some tears came out of his smile: "Why did you tell me about WAKAyouth that day, do you want to see me regret it? "

"I don't think you'll regret it."

"So, you forgive me now?" When asking the question, the voice of hissing was different from usual, Xiao Zhuo looked up at him, with a half-smile: "Whatever you think, I am looking forward to competing with you in the future .”

"I will leave the team when I go back, and the contract will expire at the end of the year. I will...leave early, and I will pay the liquidated damages myself." As if hesitating for a moment, shush put on his clean glasses, Xiao Zhuo just said He let out a sound, put on the eye mask and earphones and went to sleep.

Did you really never think about exposing Hush?

Of course that's not possible.

Those people in the first class, they have worked so hard together for so long, not for the championship of the DPL league or the STAR league. Of course, those champions are also very happy, but it is probably like what Messi said-willing to use all the golden balls Award in exchange for a Hercules Cup.

This trophy is different for anyone, and it weighs too much.

So the moment of being deprived is even more uncomfortable.

It's just that Xiao Zhuo has no evidence, the conversation with Boo Boo that day was too sudden, he didn't expect him to admit it like that, and he didn't have the opportunity to record it.Fuck you is also a superb means, he really can't find any evidence, he can't make a real hammer with a few booing and empty videos, let alone fuck you, the few times he hit the fog, it was indeed a competition operations that can be done.

So what to do?

The e-sports circle is not clean, in fact, every circle is dirty, the key is how to do it.

After a few days, Xiao Zhuo probably thought of a way, and the matter of finding someone to investigate Soga has also settled down a bit. Let's wait for the later, and the truth will come out before TI8.

With some confidence, Xiao Zhuo didn't dare to tell the rest of the team about it. Wa Cha had erased a lot of halo from the game, but he was actually an ordinary person, let alone a kid like Kidding who was prone to blow up. It's better to think that one's skills are not as good as others and then work harder to practice and cooperate, than to be betrayed by teammates...

Xiao Zhuo didn't know whether his actions were right or not, but on the return plane, he finally felt a little relaxed and could sleep well.

When the plane arrived in City B, the time was pretty good. At ten o'clock in the morning, the WAKA group let out a sigh of relief, pushed their luggage, and walked out of the aisle listlessly, only to be stunned by a group of shouting fans.

There are mostly female fans, and the male fans are about [-]-[-]. All of them are holding WAKA signs and posters, and their expressions are very excited.

"What...what's the situation, I entered the entertainment industry?" Kidding swallowed, and quickly straightened his sloppy body, excited and dazed, OHno patted his head, and said earnestly: "Yeah, Little fresh meat, aren't these all your fans?"

After saying this, a group of female fans shouted in unison: "God D—God D—"

A little fresh meat star K: "..."

_(:з」∠)_

Looking at this posture, Xiao Zhuo felt that his brain was a little bit fried, and he was really not good at dealing with women, especially enthusiastic female fans, as he was bent into a coil of mosquito coils.

At the beginning, the bosom man-made beauty anchor of Little Airplane touched his chest very seductively, with short skirts, you could touch the T-back with your hand, and her eyes were like silk, and she directly pushed him back on the sofa fiercely. Xiao Zhuo directly threw her onto the sofa with someone's hand. The little plane didn't know why, but he felt that maybe the big god was just a hobby. Originally, she had no interest in this fat man, but she accidentally saw him under the mask and hat The real face, shocked to heaven, very much want to.

However, after Xiao Zhuo threw him on the sofa, he said directly: "I'm not interested in you."

"I'm not pretty?" Xiao Fei was quite annoyed, and suddenly squinted at Xiao Zhuo's lower body, and said provocatively: "Why, can't God?"

Xiao Zhuo tilted his head to look at her, and sneered: "Fake face, fake breasts, what else is fake? Butt or brain?"

Xiao Fei's face was pale, Xiao Zhuo continued to make up the knife mercilessly: "A woman, you love yourself so much, is your body some kind of container?"

That is, since then, there seems to be nothing on the surface, but secretly, the small plane and DEADFAT are incompatible.

But that's all gossip, although the group of fans in front of me is not that many, but at least there are about forty people, all of them took out their small notebooks, and happily asked for autographs and group photos, Xiao Zhuo only felt that his brain was getting more and more painful .

So, signing autographs, taking photos with a stiff face, and hugging shoulders with a few fans, Xiao Zhuo really felt that as a normal young man with a male orientation, all his patience with girls was almost exhausted.

"God D, is your arm still hurting? I'm so worried!"

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Will it affect future games? Can you still move your hands?"

"If there is no medical accident, I can probably still press the mouse."

"God D, who is your number one fan, can you tell me? Everyone of us has liked you for a long, long time."

"inconvenient."

……

The answers became more and more blunt, and Waka couldn’t stand it anymore. He cheerfully gathered the fans together, so as not to cause trouble to the normal order of the airport, he answered everyone’s questions patiently, and said that although WAKA lost TI7, but this year’s offline meeting will still be held, and the scale will be larger than last year. At that time, everyone is welcome to sign up on Weibo.

Twenty minutes later, the fans left happily, and WAKA also went back to the base in a minibus. Dabai said that the auntie over there had cleaned up, and just came back to cook porridge for everyone to clean their stomachs, and then It's a [-]-day holiday, and I play by myself.

Xiao Zhuo sat in the last row, leaning on the big bags piled up in the chair, playing with his mobile phone with his left hand, very physically disabled.

Unsurprisingly, the page was the Weibo of that number one fan again. A private message was sent out saying "I've arrived in City B, just got off the plane", and within 2 minutes, I received a reply.

- I just saw someone else's photo!

--What are you doing?

——I just went to make noodles with my mother

——What do you eat today?

- Trousers

--Oh

Looking at the screen, and then at his stomach, Xiao Zhuo raised his eyebrows, typing with his left hand on Jiugongge.

- we have a holiday today

- fifteen days

——They are all home, and Auntie is also on vacation

——I started drinking porridge today

--ha? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Seeing the number one fan so many question marks and looking very excited, Xiao Zhuo was extremely happy, but his smile froze before halfway, because the number one fan sent a photo - a bowl of delicious It's a very tempting picture, with a line of words attached.

——God D, I still can't go back, there are still four days, just keep going!

——Let’s just draw cakes to satisfy our hunger now!

Xiao Zhuo took a deep breath, and there was only one sentence in his mind - I have a sentence of XXX, I don't know if I should say it or not.

The author has something to say:

*something about boo boo

The reason for yesterday's chapter was not clearly written, the fat man has no evidence, and nothing can be done with the video of the game alone

However, this matter will definitely be resolved, pointing the way to the next year's Kiev Major, we will resolve it together at that time, using the dead fat man's own way

Betraying teammates or something, not only betraying a team, but also your own conscience

[Actually, Hush has already regretted it, but Wakayouth has nothing to do with him anymore]

*Actually, any circle is quite messy, but I don’t watch the news of dota2 much now, I just watch the game videos, so many people don’t know about orz

*Cars and stuff, in fact, I even praise baby walkers now

Probably... only one wheel of a walker 2333333333

*Thanks to the girls who appreciated the self-made cover of the old and second-hand disabled, it is a hero with a discerning eye! !

【enough!Who appreciates you! 】

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