Widowed Bot Lane [eSports]

In elementary school, Xiao Zeyang’s music teacher told them that four is actually a particularly good number, because in the C major scale, doremifa’s fa happens to be the fourth.

As for the meaning and status of the word "fa" in the minds of the Chinese people, there is no need to explain further.

Xiao Zeyang always felt that these words were a bit far-fetched. They were all forced by the teacher in order to enliven the atmosphere in class. The purpose was for parents to ask what they learned in music class today after school?They have something to say.

However, this thing can't be studied deeply.

Just ask why it has to be in C major?What about the C minor key, and the G major key, which is no longer the fourth... So, nonsense.

But it must be said that today, now, and at this moment, Xiao Zeyang himself has finally gradually realized the beauty of this number.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the musical scale, but because the legendary "Fourth Concubine Jing", a title that Xiao Zeyang hated and even hated a few years ago, is now officially crowned by him. When it was on his head, the excitement overflowing in his heart could be said to go straight to his forehead, almost making him faint.

And the same title, one hour after the announcement of the LPL starting list, it jumped directly to the top ten of Weibo's most searched list.

The fourth concubine Jing.

MAG Midia.

New support for MAG.

Xiao Zeyang just watched helplessly as the search volume of the above entries spiraled upward, and the number of comments and likes on Weibo with the above entries also increased. more and more.

And the most amazing thing is that obviously the competition officials did not expose Xiao Zeyang's private Weibo, and Xiao Zeyang's own Weibo id is not his game ID or real name, but since the announcement of the starting list at ten o'clock, one after another is still A group of fans came directly along the wireless signal.

Xiao Zeyang was very curious about how these people did it. He was afraid that some black technology tracker was installed.

But fortunately, the fans who came after him were very friendly, there were no keyboard warriors, and everything was quite harmonious.

Some also said, "You should take good care of my Jing Mengmeng! Please take care of me!" and "My Jing Mengmeng just looks very cold, but in fact, you are still very warm inside. You have to work hard!"

How should I put it... The first sentence is okay, but Xiao Zeyang disagrees with the second sentence.

Although I really want to say in my heart, "Little brother, do you have any misunderstanding of the word Gao Leng, or your misunderstanding of Jing Mengmeng... The ghost knows how beastly your family Jing Mengmeng is in private..."

But in the end Xiao Zeyang still held back and held back with all his might.

"What are you looking at, still laughing furtively?" He Weiming couldn't help asking, seeing that Xiao Zeyang had been silent for a long time, staring at the computer screen silly.

"A fan from our club found my Weibo." Xiao Zeyang raised his head from his phone and confessed to He Weiming, "I was reading their messages..."

"So fast!" Gao Yuqi leaned over to take a look, "I'll go, this year's fans seem to have something..."

"I've touched it, why don't you send a Weibo greeting, don't let people think you are putting on airs again." He Weiming got up and walked behind Xiao Zeyang, reaching out to pat Jing Fan's shoulder, "It makes people think that you are also with me Like 'someone', that's not good."

Jing Fan knew that He Weiming was talking about him, so he didn't say anything, just smiled, and turned to look at Xiao Zeyang.

"But what did I say..."

Xiao Zeyang was a little embarrassed.

I vaguely remember that the last time he posted on Weibo was in November last year. At that time, those stray cats who were very familiar with Shen Zheng had just arrived in the youth training department, and Xiao Zeyang took a few photos of them, and wrote them : Take a picture before cutting the egg.

Because he knew that the next day after the filming was over, Shen Zheng would pay for them and send them to be killed.

At that time, they joked that the doctor who performed the operation was named Ma, so they named one of them Maqiudan.

However, in the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed.

In the end, under the various angry suggestions of several other people, Xiao Zeyang only posted one on it: Please give me more advice [xin] in the future.

However, even though it was just four words, it quickly attracted all kinds of comments and appeared below, and there were even those who sold movies and gave away coupons...

You know, Xiao Zeyang used to be a rookie who sent 20 Weibo posts in a row and waited [-] days without necessarily getting a reply. In such a short few minutes, a large number of enthusiastic viewers came. What an exciting and exciting thing to fly.

After staring at the phone here for a while, Xiao Zeyang suddenly suppressed his smile and stood up as if remembering something.

"Coach, can I call home now?"

He Weiming glanced sideways at Xiao Zeyang, his red face looked like a child who walked out of the mountains for the first time, so He Weiming habitually showed [Look at your face that has never seen the world] Then he raised his neck: "Go."

Xiao Zeyang ran out of the training room with his mobile phone in hand. He had waited too long for this day.

But as soon as he went out, the sweltering heat made Xiao Zeyang feel a little uncomfortable. Although he knew that the outside world must be like the Flame Mountain after leaving the door of the training room, Xiao Zeyang still underestimated the power of the Flame Mountain in the end.

Forget it, let's go upstairs.

Xiao Zeyang pondered for a while, and finally took the elevator directly to the rooftop.

Mom and Dad must not be sleeping at this time. Mom usually likes to watch Korean dramas and variety shows where couples quarrel on the show, and she likes to sit on the sofa in the middle of the night and eat melon seeds. So at this time, visual inspection Mom's Little Midnight Theater has just begun.

Sure enough, the call was connected within ten seconds.

"son?"

"Oh my god!" Xiao Zeyang walked quickly to the railing next to the roof, holding the rail with one hand, his excited eyes didn't know where to look.

"What's the matter?" Mom was cracking sunflower seeds, her voice was crisp and loud: "It's your manager who is fierce and you are here to sue me again?"

"...It's not mom." Xiao Zeyang was quite excited at first, but he was mocked by his mother's strength before he could think about it, and his HP was instantly halved: "I won't sue, but if I want to sue you, can you really come and help me out?" ah……"

"Try harder," Xiao's mother smiled, "I'm afraid I don't even bother to listen."

"..."

You may not believe it, but Xiao Zeyang has never doubted whether the mother who is calling him now is his real mother.This is enough to show how innocent and kind Xiao Zeyang is.

"Say it, what's the matter." Mother Xiao asked again.

"That's right, I... entered the main election."

"Oh, Jinzheng... Jinzheng election?!"

After Xiao Zeyang heard his mother's roar, he obviously heard his mother crackling and clapping his hands twice, probably because he wanted to wipe off the scum that fell from the melon seeds on his hands, and then solemnly The thing is to get the mobile phone clamped around the neck.

Xiao Zeyang can completely imagine this set of smooth movements, after all, my mother answered my father's phone like this before.

"Actually, I was selected a while ago, but I signed a non-disclosure agreement with the team to keep it from being revealed...so I kept it from you all the time." The few words he left behind were filled in.

"Oh, good luck, my eldest son!"

After listening to Xiao Zeyang's words, Xiao's mother was overjoyed. Xiao Zeyang knew in his heart that this kind of happiness was definitely from the bottom of his heart.

In fact, when my parents agreed to send Xiao Zeyang to the youth training department, the relatives in the family said that the couple were ruining the child, and that they were delaying Xiao Zeyang's whole life, so that he would not be able to learn well. The game is simply a crime.

But even so, Xiao's mother finally let Xiao Zeyang choose what he likes to do under such huge pressure.

Now Xiao Zeyang has finally lived up to them.

"Son, mom has long said that you can't let mom down! No, I have to tell your dad about this now, Xiao Heren!"

Xiao Zeyang heard the sound of his mother putting on slippers, and after putting them on, he walked into the house with a clatter.

"Oh mom, is my dad already asleep? Don't look for him anymore." Xiao Zeyang hurriedly stopped the runaway mother: "Let's talk about it tomorrow morning. I've been waiting for so many days, and you're not too late." .”

"That's right, your dad went out with their dean to socialize today and came back after a good drink," Xiao's mother stopped her steps when she heard what Xiao Zeyang said: "I guess I might not be able to wake you up if I screamed. Sleeping like a dead pig."

"Could it be that their dean wants to promote Dad in the past two years, and always seek him out to socialize." Xiao Zeyang smiled, turned and leaned on the railing, the breeze blowing on the roof made him feel refreshed .

"It's a fart to be promoted. After working for two years, I will retire and come back to help me sell cosmetics."

"You really know how to tease my dad..."

Although Xiao Zeyang is not a talkative person, Xiao Zeyang's mother is known for being good at chatting, and the two of them chatted without time.

Later, Xiao Zeyang talked about the situation in the club with his mother, and then chatted about a lot of family affairs, such as the cat in the mother-in-law's house next door gave birth to a litter of cubs, but two were stolen, and Uncle Qi's depression upstairs The disease has been controlled much better recently, why their colleague's child improved by [-] points in the final exam, and the result was found to be copied...

In short, there are various topics to talk about.

By the time Xiao Zeyang hung up the phone, it was already half an hour later, and his mouth was dry.

Turning around, I was about to go downstairs when I suddenly saw someone walking through the door.

It's Jing Fan.

"Hey, how do you know I'm here?" Xiao Zeyang asked Jing Fan who was walking towards him curiously, "I thought no one could find me."

"He Weiming asked me to come up and see what you are doing. You have been on the phone for a long time." Jing Fan put his hands in his pockets and wobbled in front of Xiao Zeyang.

"Coach He actually knows I'm here?"

Xiao Zeyang was even more surprised.

Jing Fan smiled, and stretched out his hand to rub Xiao Zeyang's somewhat messy hair blown by the wind.

"Is it you who you wanted to find?" Xiao Zeyang squinted his eyes and asked Jing Fan, "Coach He was actually made up by you, right?"

Jing Fan tilted his head with a smile, but said nothing.

"Is there a secret you want to tell me?" Xiao Zeyang saw that Jing Fan was starting to play mysteriously, so he couldn't help but start guessing.

"What secret do you want to hear?"

Jing Fan asked softly.

Xiao Zeyang could clearly see Jing Fan's expression when the lights from downstairs came on.

The kind of tenderness with a smile in the corner of the eye.

To be honest, Xiao Zeyang has never understood why Jing Fan always has such a cold expression during the game, and he looks better when he smiles...

Moreover, Xiao Zeyang's heart is itching because of the wind blowing, he really wants to know what Jing Fan is going to say now.

"I want to hear any secret, it depends on what you want to say." After Xiao Zeyang said with a smile, he turned around and put his arms on the fence.

He was trying to hide his expectation, so he couldn't stare at Jing Fan.

I saw Jing Fan took two steps forward, stretched out his hand and gently wrapped Xiao Zeyang's waist, and pulled Xiao Zeyang into his arms.

"Then...what if I say I want to hug you?"

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