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After discussing with Lu Ziye, it was already more than an hour later.

Shen Qi yawned while flipping through his phone while preparing to go upstairs and return to his room.

The perfection of the team system proposed by Lu Ziye was considered by Shen Qi before.

What the YZS team left behind at the time was actually a youth training camp that was no longer empty. After the summer game, the youth training camp will reopen, and the substitute players, if nothing else, will be recruited from among the youth training students.

Thinking of this, Shen Qi's footsteps paused, and he frowned.

Ye Lai's unexpected situation today gave him a wake-up call.

When he reached the door of the meeting room, Shen Qi was blocked.

Lu Tun and Ye Lai stood neatly at the door, probably waiting here for a long time, when they saw him coming out, they immediately adjusted their stance, straightened their backs, and bowed together before Shen Qi could react.

"Sorry, Captain."

It took only a few seconds for Shen Qi to react, and he understood that the two children were apologizing to him for the fact that they drank Coke today and caused Ye Lai to feel unwell.

With a smile, the mobile phone in his hand twirled in the palm of his hand and was stuffed into his pocket again.

Shen Qi looked at the two of them, leaned his back against the door, and said with some sleepiness: "You still know how to apologize?"

"Understood, we were wrong, captain, your lord has a lot, and we will firmly promise not to let Ye Lai eat any irritating food..."

At this moment, Lu Tun was afraid that the "fasting" rule would fall on him. Although Ye Lai's matter also blamed him for being a little flustered for a while, he has no stomach problems, and he can still drink Coke. He is willing to act as a Guardian of Ye Laiwei.

Ye Lai sniffed, and continued: "I am also willing to supervise Lu Tun's diet in the future, and resolutely prevent him from following my old path."

Lu Tun looked surprised: "My stomach is very big, I won't get stomach problems, take care of yourself, little Lai Lai."

Ye Lai didn't speak to him, and continued to look at Shen Qi with eyes and nose.

The smile on Shen Qi's mouth spread, and finally he sneered, hugging his hands together, and waited until the two of them had finished their quarrel before opening his mouth: "Supervise each other?"

He paused for a moment, then smiled inexplicably: "Okay, a 2000-word review plus a letter of guarantee."

"2000 characters? Idol, I was only 1000 characters when I was in school..."

Shen Qi raised his eyelids, obviously there was no extra expression on his face, Lu Tun just felt the murderous aura from the middle.

It seemed that as long as he bargained again, he could be killed and silenced.

Lu Tun chuckled, and while Ye Lai was still wronged, he started an equivalent exchange: "Idol, otherwise, if I report Ye Lai once, you will cut me a hundred words?"

"Ok?"

"Ye Lai has a lot of potato chips and spicy sticks hidden in the bedside table! He secretly eats spicy sticks in the middle of the night!"

Shen Qi's eyes fell on Ye Lai's shocked face.

Ye Lai: "???"

"Lu Tun hid a box of Coke in the cabinet in his room, and he called me to drink it in the middle of the night last time!"

Shen Qi stood on the spot and laughed.

Just with a little sneer.

There was silence for a moment.

"A 3000-word review plus a letter of guarantee. The team doesn't trust each other and betrays their teammates. Add another 3000 words, for a total of 6000 words. After the finals, I will hand it over to me."

After finishing speaking, he squeezed between Lu Tun and Ye Lai, ignoring the look on their faces that you were teasing us, and when they reached the stairs, they stopped suddenly, without looking back, and said caringly: "Go to bed early, just in case If you hear a strange sound in the middle of the night, don't blame me for not reminding you."

With their backs to the faces of the two, there was a smile all the time.

After Shen Qi left, Lu Tun and Ye Lai, who were pushing each other, stopped. First they breathed a sigh of relief, and then they looked confused.

"What strange noise in the middle of the night?" Ye Lai scratched Lu Tun's hair.

"I don't know, as long as the idol isn't very angry, it's really hard to coax him." Lu Tun said, grabbing the collar of Ye Lai's pajamas and shaking wildly: "How to write 6000 characters! Can Baidu do it?"

Ye Lai was about to cry again when he shook him.

Xu Leng, who had been eavesdropping for a long time, coughed: "Go to bed early, anyway, it is definitely not the two of you who can coax people."

……

After Lu Tun and Ye Lai came out like this, Shen Qi's mood really improved a lot.

But it's really not the two of them who are really coaxed.

Shen Qi brought a lot of things from Lu Tun and Ye Lai's room back to his room.

Fu Mingyuan was sitting in front of the table, typing something on his notebook.

He probably heard the movement and turned his face away.

A pair of glasses is placed above the bridge of the nose.

Shen Qi's footsteps stopped, his eyes fell on Fu Mingyuan's face, and he licked his lower lip: "Why are you wearing glasses?"

Fu Mingyuan took off his glasses, squinted his eyes, a little uncomfortable, and subconsciously frowned when he saw the mess in his hand.

While getting up to help him move things, she replied to him: "I look at my phone too much, and my eyesight is a little damaged."

His eyesight was very good before, but after getting to know Shen Qi, he spent significantly more time staring at his phone and computer.

"These things, found out?"

He knew that Shen Qi usually didn't like to eat snacks very much.

Shen Qi responded, and naturally stuffed the whole brain in his arms into Fu Mingyuan's arms. Obviously, the cabinet was only a few steps away, and there had to be a relay race.

Taking advantage of Fu Mingyuan bending down to put the snacks in the cabinet, Shen Qi half-closed his eyes, threw his phone on the bed, went to the table to get Fu Mingyuan's glasses, and gently rubbed behind him.

Although his movements were light, Fu Mingyuan could still feel his approach.

The tidying action slowed down.

The back is suddenly brought close to the heat source.

Shen Qi rested his chin on his shoulder, hooked his calf with his feet.

Recently, Shen Qi seems to like this movement very much.

Fu Mingyuan's back was slightly stiff.

Even if he is already very close, at these times, he still cannot avoid the process of "stiffness".

"I'm so tired, brother." Shen Qi held his glasses in one hand, rubbing his chin once or twice from time to time.

The cabinet door was closed.

Fu Mingyuan turned around suddenly, and the two became face to face.

Shen Qi's eyes were obviously red and bloodshot, and the dark circles under his eyes were also more obvious, and his face was tired, but his eyes were still full of him.

"Go to bed." Fu Mingyuan ordered in a low voice.

Shen Qi hooked the corner of his mouth: "I haven't bathed yet, brother."

"Give you a massage." Fu Mingyuan's hand was already on his shoulder.

Professional players are most likely to have problems with their shoulders, neck and wrists. Almost no player is free from occupational diseases, but whether they are serious or not, whether they have committed any problems.

While supporting Shen Qi's dream, we must also protect his body.

While obediently lying down, Shen Qi gave the glasses to Fu Mingyuan with his backhand: "Wear this?"

Fu Mingyuan was slightly startled, although he didn't understand what Shen Qi meant, he still put it on.

Satisfied, Shen Qi lay his face on the pillow, enjoying Fu Mingyuan's massage service, but his mouth was gone again.

"Brother, do you still accept any other business?"

"Is it more out of the ordinary?"

"Put a little more force on your shoulders? I'm not afraid of pain, brother."

"Wearing glasses, can you see the hair on the back of my neck clearly brother?"

Fu Mingyuan originally moved a little lighter and slower, and he responded when he heard his last sentence: "I can't see clearly, and there is no zoom function."

Shen Qi buried himself in the pillow and laughed: "I don't have glasses, but there are some places, brother."

Fu Mingyuan's strength was just right.

The originally sore shoulders and neck were relieved now, Shen Qi squinted his eyes a little comfortably, and unconsciously brought a little chuanxi when he spoke.

Fu Mingyuan half-kneeled beside the bed, squinting his eyes, his breathing became less steady.

It's just that the game is not over yet, he has been restrained.

It was Shen Qi who was about to fall asleep, but when his movements became lighter and lighter, he suddenly turned over and pulled Fu Mingyuan's pajamas by the collar to kiss him.

When it was over, both of them were a bit out of control.

It was Fu Mingyuan who pulled away first, the glasses had already been ripped off, and it was unknown where they were pressed on the bed.

Before Fu Mingyuan entered the bathroom, Shen Qi buried himself under the blanket and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, you wear glasses, so handsome."

The sound of closing the door was much louder than usual.

Shen Qi laughed sullenly.

The next two days are knockout rounds.

The top eight teams in the knockout rounds advance to the rematch.

QAQ does not need to participate in the competition these days, and has been conducting regular training, and there is no appointment for practice matches.

Last day of Easter.

Professional player group——

[HUOJ—Boli: Sharing link: Live broadcast of professional player Boli, come and support him! 】

[HUOJ—Boli: At the end of the month, brothers, is your live broadcast long enough?Come and get me some gifts, for the sake of the competition, I don’t have enough gifts this month]

[EVE—Buxiu:? 】

[HUOJ—ZZfen: Captain, are you cheating? 】

[HUOJ—Boli: Shit, no one came to brush me]

As soon as the news of the small profit was sent out, several gift messages popped up in the live broadcast room.

[Internet dating Britney sent a stick hammer to host Boli]

[Internet dating Britney sent a stick hammer to host Boli]

【…】

Brush five.

One dollar per stick hammer.

[HUOJ—Boli: Damn, someone brushed it for me. Although it’s not the group of dogs in the group, I’m so touched. Five dollars is still money! 】

[BIG—Weapon: This person looks familiar. Did you want to join the team before, but the private message was directly blocked? @EVE—Buxiu]

【EVE—Buxiu: It seems so, he hasn't broadcast live for a long time】

[EVE—Buxiu: This person’s style of play is very similar to God A, and he played with Cold @QAQ—Cold]

【QAQ—Cold: What's wrong, Senior Sun Fan】

【QAQ—Cold: I don't know him! 】

Xu Leng quickly turned the phone upside down, concentrating on sucking up the noodles.

Then he sneaked a glance at the captain who finished brushing up the presents and went to the theater to watch Brother Fu's movie.

It's best to keep silent.

[BIG-Weapon: Brother Xiao Leng is so nervous? 】

[HUOJ—Boli: Wait, I have a bold idea? 】

【EVE—Buxiu: Wait, I have a bold idea? 】

【QAQ—Angry: Have thoughts about our children? 】

[QAQ—Angry: Okay, bring the dowry first]

[HUOJ—Boli: Are you fucking shameless? 】

[QAQ—Angry: Can you eat your face?How about the sisters I introduced to you last time? 】

[HUOJ—Boli: Can you shut up?They are all divorced young women who are almost 30 years old, are you worthy of my mother! 】

【QAQ—Angry: Oh, you really smiled through your friend.jpg】

The small profit of turning on the camera to mix the live broadcast time:? ? ?

[What happened to the small profit? ]

[Why do you look like you want to eat people?Hahahaha, can't five stick hammers be enough? ]

[No need to train?The day after tomorrow the finals]

[Just a joke, the M1G team ranks tenth stable]

[Don't mention other teams here, okay? ]

[Internet dating Britney sent a small egg to host Boli]

[Internet dating Britney sent a small egg to host Boli]

【…】

Brush five more.

An egg is fifty cents.

small profits:……

Professional player group——

[HUOJ—Sharp: I laughed so hard hahahaha Captain, does this person have any grudge against you?]

【HUOJ—Boli: Won't you get up from the bed when you have time to type here? 】

[QAQ—Angry: I didn’t say that, Xiao Boli, you turn on the camera to live broadcast, you don’t turn on a beautification filter, your hair is messy and your clothes are buttoned wrongly, can someone give you a gift? 】

Lu Tun, who peeked at the group: "Idol, why don't you brush him up..."

Whisper BB, although there is no ten yuan.

Seeing Shen Qi's words, Bo Li really took a look at his current image in the mirror, and then clicked into the live broadcast room with his mobile phone to take a look.

2 minutes later--

The anchor is not at home for the time being.

[QAQ—Angry: Why close the live broadcast room?How much for a housekeeper?Is ten dollars enough? 】

[HUOJ—Boli: There is a blocking function in the live broadcast room, please give me your ID, thank you for your cooperation]

[EVE—Buxiu: Is God A planning to sign a live broadcast contract? 】

[BIG—Weapon: I also want to be blocked, please give me your ID too]

[QAQ—Angry:? 】

[QAQ—Angry: Smile.jpg After the finals, twenty luxury cruise ships were handed over to the housekeeper, isn't that too much? 】

The message was sent, but no one responded.

Lu Tun sighed: It's really dark...

Fu Mingyuan passed behind Lu Tun holding a bowl of lotus seed and white fungus soup, put it on the table in front of Shen Qi, and asked: "The house manager who was given before can be withdrawn."

Shen Qi glanced at Lu Tun, took a sip of the lotus seed and white fungus soup, smiled lightly and nodded: "It can be withdrawn."

Lu Tun: "???"

"Idol, we've known each other for so many years..."

Before Shen Qi returned, Fu Mingyuan sat next to Shen Qi, with no superfluous expression on his face, he still helped Shen Qi press his shoulders and neck, and replied to him in a calm tone: "Brother, you will settle the score."

Lu Tun: "..."

This is not the male god he knows.

He misses his brother in the studio, woo woo woo.

Ye Lai and Xu Leng who were watching the play covered their mouths and snickered.

It's past nine o'clock in the evening.

The final game of the rematch is over.

After the interview with the team that had successfully eaten chicken, the host still stood on the stage.

Shen Qi who was watching a movie raised his eyes and looked at the TV that was always on.

"What's the matter? Is there another interview session?" Lu Tun continued to eat melon seeds in doubt.

Xu Leng and Ye Lai shook their heads.

Rongjing took the stage.

He was wearing the original version of the M1G team uniform, very simple, without any sponsor's logo.

A dense barrage of bullets floated out.

【The lost dog is coming】

【Let me tell you a joke, M1G wants to win the championship】

[M1G without God A is really embarrassing, how could it go to the Asian competition at the beginning]

[Don't forget the previous one, the qualification for the Asian competition is played by God A]

【How did RJJ have the face to stand up?Why, apologize to the audience all over the country, he is too good, it's up to us? 】

[Can you save some morals? 】

[RJJ didn't show any morals when he cursed people, and he didn't show any morals when he slandered God A. Why did no one say to show some morals to God A? 】

[Kneel down and admit your mistake?Ha ha ha shame]

Rongjing took the microphone from the host.

The interview booth was left to him alone.

"Hi everyone, I'm RJJ, the captain of M1G."

He breathed a sigh of relief, with a relaxed smile on his perennially gloomy face.

"I'm 22 years old. I've been an e-sports player for four years and played professionally for four years. I don't think I have any good results." He glanced at the camera and lowered his head again.

Rongjing knew that there should be many people scolding him at this moment.

He could see the people below the arena gradually leaving.

I can see that there are still people left pointing.

It can also be guessed that those who stayed in the live broadcast room either ignored it, swiped the screen, or quit directly.

"I'm not a good player, I'm not a good captain, and I can't attribute all this to youthfulness."

"Today, I'm also sorry to take up so little time."

Rongjing bowed 90 degrees.

This bow is reserved for Angry.

Leave it to LAND.

Leave it to those who support M1G and are full of hope for M1G.

Leave it to those who have not left and are still supporting him.

I am sorry.

Thank you too.

If he can't say it, let him rot in his heart forever.

"I, RJJ, Rongjing, officially announced my retirement today."

"I also wish that M1G can have a bright future, and wish all players can realize their e-sports dreams."

"Goodbye."

He took a deep breath.

The e-sports dream ends here.

Although he failed to win the championship.

Although I couldn't say sorry to Angry personally.

Although I couldn't say a word of thanks to Jindali.

The background music suddenly reminded me of the accompaniment of "It's Not That Simple".

There are no lyrics.

Rongjing returned the microphone to the host and turned around alone.

At the exit, Qiu Ji, Bao Lao, and Jin Dali stood there, opening their arms to him.

[Bo heat? 】

[Grass mud horses are retired and still fucking hot? 】

[Stupid, can't you come back after retiring? 】

【Where did he get his face back? 】

[Please respect each player and thank you]

[Blessings, the future is waiting for you! 】

[Is the M1G obsolete? 】

[The future is bright! 】

【…】

QAQ team base——

Shen Qi looked at the opposite M1G base where the lights were not turned on.

Total darkness.

Ye Lai sniffed: "How did he say he retired?"

Lu Tun patted him on the head: "Don't...he has retired now, and no team will want him in the future... his reputation is like this."

What Lu Tun said was the truth.

It's just that Rongjing doesn't have the idea of ​​coming back.

Shen Qi turned around and said softly: "Ah, retired."

He scratched his hair: "No, does he still owe me an apology? Why did he give up so easily?"

He murmured: "Then I'm not happy about winning."

He looked in the direction of the M1G base again, thoughtfully.

Rongjing's sudden announcement of retirement did not cause much disturbance.

Most of them were the crying of Rongjing's loyal fans.

Even Weibo hot searches failed to climb up.

They just watched Rongjing's Weibo ID without official certification, and behind the ID in the live broadcast room, there was no professional player certification.

These are all later stories.

With the end of the resurrection game, the summer finals kicked off.