Widowed Bot Lane [eSports]

Xiao Zeyang stared into Jing Fan's eyes for a while, swallowed silently, blinked his eyes, and presented himself in front of Jing Fan almost in an extremely unnatural state.

My heart was beating very hard, pounding like I was digging a wall, and my twitching thoughts became messy like a ball of thread that was violently dismantled by a cat's paws, beating uncontrollably in my mind. It's a dead knot, and I can't figure it out no matter how I stroke it.

It was very uncomfortable and weird, it felt like I was about to suffocate, and even my palms were cold.

"You, if you really want to check the post in your spare time, don't check me, check Qin Dong, check Shen Zheng...the rest of the people you want to check who you want to check..."

It was fine if he didn't open his mouth, but when he opened his mouth, Xiao Zeyang suddenly realized that he was stuttering even when he spoke.

Jing Fan didn't say anything more, turned his head away with a smile and stopped staring at Xiao Zeyang, and waited until the car in front moved forward before he followed directly.

Jing Fan specially took a faster road, which is close, hidden and free from traffic jams. It is no exaggeration to say that this road is so hidden that even Xiao Zeyang, who has been here for so many years, does not know it at all. You can go to Fuhuan North Road in this way.

Halfway on the way, Xiao Zeyang even wondered for a while whether Jing Fan was going to drag him into a ravine to sell himself...

But after a while, Xiao Zeyang slowly saw the more and more familiar buildings in front of him, and then he let out a long sigh of relief in his seat, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Jing Fan didn't have such a business sense.

****

Jing Fan's driving skills are not bad, very smooth, it is rare for a professional like Xiao Zeyang to feel motion sickness along the way, and the small air conditioner is actually quite comfortable.

And thanks to Jing Fan, Xiao Zeyang was a little less late.

"Why don't you go with me, Jing Fan?" Before getting out of the car, Xiao Zeyang suddenly stopped his hand to open the door, turned around and said to Jing Fan, "Anyway, you don't know those three melons and two dates. I also know you, and I won't be embarrassed..."

"No, I have something to do when I get back to the base." Jing Fan lowered his eyes and looked at the time. "I won't come to pick you up. Be careful when you go back."

"..."

After listening to Jing Fan's words, Xiao Zeyang was silent for a while, then raised his head to look at Jing Fan's face, he didn't know what was going on, and suddenly said something, "Are you in a hurry to go back and have a double row with Jin Qianchi? "

"..."

After Jing Fan listened to it, he was immediately stuck. In Xiao Zeyang's view, there could be two completely different interpretations of that dazed and surprised expression.

The first way to interpret it is: Huh?How do you know I'm going back to double row with Jinqianchi?

The second way of reading is: What are you talking nonsense about?

Although he didn't want to admit it, Xiao Zeyang really wanted to hear the latter in his heart.

"Hey little comrade, let me ask you a question." Unexpectedly, Jing Fan didn't rush to answer Xiao Zeyang's question, but moved his body closer to Xiao Zeyang's side, pretending to be humbly asking for advice. Look, "Are you jealous now?"

"..."

"Do you think I'm your rival in love or...?"

"No!" Xiao Zeyang suddenly raised his voice, and immediately rejected Jing Fan's question with a vote, "I've never thought about it like that! Don't talk nonsense... I'll just ask casually. Don't overcomplicate things!"

"Really?" Jing Fan tilted his head.

"Ah... yes."

I don't know why, but when Jing Fan asked the second time, Xiao Zeyang suddenly felt an inexplicable guilt in his heart, which was reflected in his facial expressions, movements and tone of voice.

Jing Fan smiled, looked at Xiao Zeyang, and said nothing.

But the more Jing Fan was like this, the more flustered Xiao Zeyang was, he would rather Jing Fan say a few more words.

A feeling of uneasiness made Xiao Zeyang subconsciously want to avoid the ambiguous gaze from Jing Fan, so he stretched out his hand to open the car door.

"I have to go, or I'll have to pay the bill before Shen Zheng and the others finish eating." After finishing speaking, Xiao Zeyang got out of the car without looking back, but at the end he left a sentence, "Thank you Send me here!"

"You're welcome," Jing Fan put his arms on the car window frame and raised his neck, "Run slowly and don't fall, I won't chase you out to ask you questions."

"..."

It's okay if you don't say anything, the more you talk, the more flustered you become, Xiao Zeyang doesn't know if Jing Fan is deliberately making things so clear to embarrass him.

To be honest, sometimes I think Jing Fan is pretty bad.

****

Until Jing Fan drove away, the uneasy feeling in Xiao Zeyang's heart did not completely dissipate.

But in the end he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and was about to enter the restaurant when Xiao Zeyang suddenly felt his phone vibrate.

He took it out and saw that it was a WeChat message from Jing Fan.

Jing Fan: [Coach He asked us to have a meeting at night, don’t double row with Jinqianchi, don’t worry~]

Xiao Zeyang stared at the screen for a while, and suddenly remembered that there is a local saying in their hometown called poking the heart. Of course, this is not the same concept as piercing the heart. "This feeling.

Jing Fan's words had this kind of feeling.

But in fact, if you think about it carefully, it should be a rather weird thing for Xiao Zeyang to feel this sentence, but Xiao Zeyang has no time to think about it so much.

Because if you don't go through now, there is really only one checkout left.

****

"Oh, I'm going, little sheep, you're here!"

Qin Dong was the first to see Xiao Zeyang, so he stood up from his seat and greeted him.

The few of them did not sit in the boxes on the second floor, but on the first floor near the window, which is similar to a booth, and it is not difficult to find.

"Why did it take so long?" Shen Zheng put down his chopsticks and looked at Xiao Zeyang, "We said we would wait for you when we first arrived."

"No, I'm sorry." Xiao Zeyang waved his hand and sat in the seat specially reserved for him.

After I was done, I glanced at the dishes on the table. They were all the standard Thai style, curry, charcoal, all kinds of strange things.

There are two large grilled shrimps on the plate in front of him, which should be specially reserved for him.

"Brother Yang, how did you come here? Take the subway?" Mao Weikun held a chopstick of crab meat beside him, and the corner of his mouth was still stained with the curry he ate before.

"No, no." Xiao Zeyang took out a tissue from the paper drawer in front of him and handed it to Mao Weikun, motioning for him to wipe his mouth. "If you take the subway, you have to transfer to a bus. If it's really like this, it might be too late." More than ten minutes."

"Then you came here by taxi?"

"No, Jing..." Xiao Zeyang was about to say "Jing Fan sent me here", but suddenly felt that it was not good to say so, so he stopped halfway in embarrassment.

"Jing Fan sent you here?"

Although others may not be able to guess what Xiao Zeyang will say next, it is not difficult for Shen Zheng to guess.

These days, the relationship between Xiao Zeyang and Jing Fan can be said to be seen in his eyes and kept in his heart, although Shen Zheng himself is also very curious about how a little-known yellow-haired boy like Xiao Zeyang can be so close to him. There is nothing to be done about an indomitable golden thigh, this is the truth.

Xiao Zeyang just has the potential to be a courtesan, you can't accept that.

Xiao Zeyang was a little flustered by Shen Zheng's question. After laughing awkwardly, he looked around, deliberately trying to change the topic: "Hey? Where's Guan Er? Isn't he the protagonist today?"

Seeing Xiao Zeyang's attitude, Shen Zheng couldn't help but snorted coldly beside him, and he was absolutely sure that it was Jing Fan who sent it over.

"Guan'er's mother called him just now, and he went out to answer it," Qin Dong said looking at Xiao Zeyang.

Xiao Zeyang thought that he had successfully changed the topic, but Qin Dong immediately said, "It's Jing Fan who sent you here if you're so familiar?"

"..."

"What kind of car does Jingshen drive?" Mao Weikun took a piece of pineapple from pineapple rice and put it in his mouth, "Damn it, I found out that Brother Yang can do it, and you can get into Jingshen's car? I haven't asked Jingshen to look at me yet." After taking a look, the gap is too big."

"Why didn't you let Jing Fan come with you?" Shen Zheng's entry point was not quite the same as that of Qin Dong and Mao Weikun, "It's just that we can order a few more dishes and try something new."

"I told him to come together, but he has something to do at the club," Xiao Zeyang said while peeling the fried shrimp on the plate, "He said it was a meeting in the team."

"Why do you peel the fried shrimp? Let's eat them together." Shen Zheng watched anxiously from the side, "Oh, really, I have to teach you how to eat."

"Hey Brother Yang, you're here!" As soon as Shen Zheng finished speaking, Guan Peng ran back with his mobile phone, "I'm sorry, I just went to answer the call."

"Guan'er, have you packed all your things?" Xiao Zeyang asked after watching Guan Peng sit back in his seat.

"It's packed, hey, HNG is not too far from us, it's only a 10-minute walk," Guan Peng said with a smile, "I'll come back to pick up anything left behind."

"You have to work hard over there, and strive to be the first starter," Xiao Zeyang said, raising his untouched wine glass and touching it with Guan Peng, "It's not difficult to go from the First Division to the professional competition. Especially for a team like HNG that bought a veteran player, they came here just fine."

"Yes," Guan Peng nodded, "When we meet in the arena, you and Jingshen must not be double-killed by me."

"It's hard to say."

Xiao Zeyang smiled.

Shen Zheng listened silently, his expression clearly showed that he was thinking about something.

"Brother Yang, how is your training at the headquarters today?" Guan Peng put down his glass and asked.

In fact, they had already discussed this topic before Xiao Zeyang came, but there was no result in the end. When the person concerned came this time, the answer was ready to come out.

"It's okay," Xiao Zeyang smiled, "I feel that the gap is quite obvious. After all, several people in the family have been working together for so long, but the few people in the team are still very tolerant of me."

"It's not only tolerant, I've already become a driver for you," Qin Dong said next to him, "I've been on the official team for more than a year, and I haven't mixed up once as a substitute."

Xiao Zeyang was taken aback for a moment, not knowing how to answer the conversation.

Once again, I thought of the words Gao Yuqi and Yan Fusen said before, similar to the words that I have never seen Jing Fan treat anyone so well...

To be honest, although I know it may seem shameless to say this, I must admit that these words made Xiao Zeyang feel a sense of fascination.

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Little fairies, little angels!I’m not preparing for the exam right now. To be honest, I haven’t opened League of Legends for more than half a year, so the game version in this article may be more biased towards the beginning of the S8 season, and will not follow the current version update. Please forgive me, little angels Chirp!