I heard that the wild area is assigned to [e-sports]

Fang Bei and Nan Yu brainstormed the lines about meeting the parents. After a few words, he changed his mind, and when he was about to see the door of the private room, he asked Nan Yu, "Will you come home with me during the holidays?"

Nan Yu froze for a moment, then realized that what he said was to go to City B together, "...isn't that good?"

"How can there be so many?" Fang Bei laughed at him suspiciously, "They have been expecting me to bring you back, and they will stay at home for a few days. If you feel uncomfortable, let's go on a trip. Didn't I see it last time, it's okay."

It's okay if he didn't say anything, but as soon as he said that he met Nan Yu, he thought of the embarrassing scene after the last meeting, blushed, didn't agree or disagree, walked two steps quickly, pushed open the private room and went in directly.

Yin Anning hadn't left yet, saw them coming back and waved, stood up while talking, "Wo is going back, see you tomorrow!"

He took a step back holding the handle of the chair, and accidentally bumped into Song Lian who was still lying on the table.

Captain Song, who was half asleep and half awake, raised his head from his arms with a dark face, and frowned at him, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Yin Anning smiled apologetically, then stroked the back of his head suddenly, and asked suspiciously, "Did Wo offend Ni somewhere?"

Fang Bei bypassed them and sat down, then casually said, "Don't worry, he's in menopause."

"Get out." Song Lian scolded in a low voice, snorted softly, and looked at Yin Anning again, "I'll be happier than anyone else if you don't come down the road a few times."

The next day, Keep really didn't get off the road much.

The third place game is also a BO5, a five-game three-win system. Although the attention is not as high as the championship game, because both teams are popular teams, and the CO is at the center of public opinion, there are still quite a lot of people watching, and the scene is full. The live broadcast platform The ratings are also very high.

Because they were afraid that Nan Yu's condition had not yet recovered, and this battle could only be won but not lost, so the coaching staff decided to let Fang Bei start after careful consideration.

Fangbei's common hero pool is actually similar to Keep's. They are all top players, and there is not much difference in skills. Therefore, when the two sides were banning heroes, they did not waste their ban positions on the jungler, but they were six-ban on the road.

Xia Yun is very happy, he has a deep hero pool, even if he bans six of them, he still has some good heroes, but Xidian's rookie top laner is different, he is forced to choose an unskilled hero The anti-pressure hero was beaten by Xia Yun from the first game.

Keep has no choice, even a newcomer can't let him fend for himself, he can only keep running on the road to be a firefighter to fight the fire, and he will fight with Fang Bei in the upper half of the field, and he has never been to the bottom road. Second-rate.

Jiang Jiayi and Song Lian have been partners for so long, and it was the first time that they passed by so comfortably, and couldn't help but sigh, "How good it will be to be treated like this forever in the future."

Song Lian asked him while replenishing troops, "What do you mean?"

"No, it's so hard to not be targeted by someone in the bottom lane with your face, I sigh."

"You're the one with the face."

Fang Bei and Xia Yun teamed up to kill the young rookie top laner on the opposite side once, and made up the knife with a smile, "Aren't you who you are, which game is not playing mahjong for you in the bottom lane?"

"Fuck you, uncle!" Song Lian said angrily, "Nan Yu knows how to grab and squat, so why can't you take the initiative? Huh?"

"I'm quite proactive."

"You take the initiative!"

"Really." Fang Bei smiled lowly, "I took the initiative with Jinhuaer."

Song Lian's national curse was choked in his throat, and he was about to say it. He turned a corner and swallowed it back. After a long while, he choked out a sentence, "Get out! Get out as far as you can!"

Fang Bei clicked his tongue, "Can't you have some quality, if you keep swearing, then I'll cut you into a heroic Mike Crazy, all beep beep beep silenced."

Song Lian held his breath, and vented all the anger of Fang Bei on Xidian, and abruptly hit 40% of the team's damage ratio.

CO won two rounds in a row, and in the third round they were chased back by Xidian, but in the end because they had too much gap in the road, CO took advantage of the victory to pursue and won the third place match [-]-[-].

When the five of them walked over to shake hands, Xia Yun even patted the top laner on the back as a sign of comfort, and the little top laner bowed sadly.

Fang Bei walked behind him and shook hands with Keep.

Keep was quite helpless, but he didn't look too disappointed, he could still laugh, and said polite words to Fang Bei while shaking hands, "Mud is great."

Fang Bei put his hands in his pockets and comforted him, "Thank you, you are great too, but you are not as good as Nan Yu as I am."

Keep: ...

When we returned to the backstage lounge, the atmosphere finally eased, and it was no longer as lifeless as the previous two days.

The manager and Coach Tang were discussing the vacation and training arrangements, and saw them coming back and beckoning, "It's just right, I played well today, but I still can't relax. Even if the spring season is completely over, it stands to reason that we should have a short vacation, but The [-]-[-] bloody semi-final has not yet passed, we have not forgotten, can the media and audience forget? No. So we can only use our performance in the summer split to save face."

Coach Tang paused and raised the notebook in his hand, "Let's train intensively. The vacation is shortened to ten days. It's time to relax and look for the state. After the vacation, we will train intensively. One training match per day, is it acceptable?"

Several people looked at each other and replied, "Can—"

Coach Tang nodded with satisfaction, "Then it's settled, go back to the hotel to clean up today, and arrange the specific situation of the training after returning to the base tomorrow."

Fang Bei raised his hand, "Then what, Tang Jiao, can Nan Yu and I ask for leave and go back later?"

"What's wrong with you?"

"There is something to do." Fang Bei glanced at Nan Yu, and said with a low smile, "It's a lifelong event."

"..." Coach Tang said speechlessly, "Okay, just don't cause any trouble, then will you come back to the hotel with us later?"

"Go back and get something."

"Then let's go." Coach Tang stood up, put the notebook back in the bag and carried it on his back. Others also started packing their peripheral bags. After a while, they packed up and went outside. Coach Tang glanced back at the empty lounge , took out his phone to take a picture, and muttered softly, "It's a pity for the spring season, alas."

It was past eight o'clock when I walked out of the venue, which is the time when the night view of a city is the best, but Nan Yu didn't have the slightest intention to appreciate the night view.

Because after he came out of the venue, he was dragged by Fang Bei to discuss what to buy and what to say when he went to his house later, nagging all the way, even Nan Yu who was so good-tempered couldn't take it anymore, so he nestled in the bus seat The whole person slid down in the chair, and begged Fang Bei for mercy with a bitter face, "Brother, please be quiet."

Fang Bei also slid down like him, but his legs were too long, and he was suffocated when he slid down. He couldn't hold on for a while and sat up again, dissatisfied, "Why, I haven't asked you to help me with what clothes the staff should wear, okay? Okay, but it's true, with my appearance, I look handsome in anything, tsk, where can I find such a perfect son-in-law."

Nan Yu pretended to be dead with her eyes closed, but she couldn't help laughing in her heart.

In the past, he always thought that Brother Fang Bei was a mature and stable idol in his mind, but after getting along for a long time, he realized that he was actually not like this. After dating, he was often amused by his childish behavior.

In fact, Fang Bei is only 21 years old. If he hadn't been playing professionally for so long, he should still be in college, right?

Nan Yu blinked, turned her head and asked Fang Bei, "Brother, if you didn't play professionally, what would you do?"

"Why do you think of this?" Fang Bei smiled, leaned on the back of the chair and raised his head. His right hand naturally covered Nan Yu's left hand. He paused for a while, as if he was thinking. After a while, he slowly opened his mouth, "I guess I’m still in college, I attend classes every day, play games and so on, maybe I’m hanging out with my roommates at this point.”

Nan Yu also tried to think about the picture of herself in school, and sighed helplessly, "That's good."

"It's pretty good." Fang Bei suddenly smiled, took Nan Yu's hand and clasped it backwards, "Playing games, it must be League of Legends, and then met you in the national server, and then developed an online relationship, wouldn't it be Beautiful? You don’t have to worry about being discovered by fans all day, although now I don’t mind being known by them.”

Nan Yu was still thinking about how to fall in love online, so she heard Fang Bei continue, "Anyway, no matter what I am doing, I will definitely be your boyfriend."

Nan Yu laughed.

Fang Bei leaned over to kiss him, and said with a smile, "How about it, do you feel like a domineering president?"

"...No." Nan Yu looked at him vigilantly, and said ruthlessly, "Like a fool."

The bus slowly stopped downstairs of the hotel. Before the teammates could get up, they saw Nan Yu slipping out of the bus like a gust of wind, and quickly ran into the hotel with his peripheral bag in his arms.

Xia Yun was dumbfounded, and pointed at Nan Yu's bouncing back, "What's wrong, this is..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Fang Bei also rushing out.

Xia Yun: ...

Coach Tang sighed, "It's nice to be young."

Nan Yu has become a little skinny recently, causing him to lose the majesty of an idol and boyfriend.

Fang Bei felt this way, so when he caught someone at the elevator door, he kept his face cold on purpose, squinted at Nan Yu, and walked forward on his own. Without speaking, I swiped the door card and went in by myself.

Nan Yu stood at the door with her peripheral bag in her hands and stood in a daze for a while, then closed the door and walked in, put the bag on the table, moved to sit next to Fang Bei, and whispered her goodwill in a guilty voice, "Brother?"

Fang Bei didn't respond.

Fang Bei had never lost his temper with him, let alone a cold war.

Nan Yu opened his mouth, feeling a little at a loss.

How to do?

Really angry?

Nan Yu lowered her head in frustration.

Brother is so nice, he just thinks about how to build a good relationship with his parents, but he doesn't appreciate it.

He recently lost a game again, and he is not the only one who is under a lot of pressure. My brother must be feeling very uncomfortable too, right?

Fang Bei tilted his head quietly, looking at Nan Yu and chuckling.

Little sample, still running?

If I don't arrange for you, I'm not your brother Bei.

Nan Yu lowered her eyes, the more she thought about it, the more she felt guilty, so she grabbed Fang Bei's arm with both hands, and said softly, "Brother..."

Fang Bei was itchy from his yelling, and felt that he couldn't let him go easily, so he simply pulled his arms back and lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep, but his ears kept listening to Nan Yu's movements.

It was quite quiet, probably Nan Yu was in a daze.

After a while, there were a few sounds of cloth rubbing against each other.

What are you doing?Went to take a shower?

Fang Bei was about to open his eyes when he suddenly felt the mattress beside him go soft. Nan Yu leaned on him and called out again.

Then his lips touched Nan Yu's, as soft as pudding.

Fang Bei patiently wanted to see what else he could do, so he continued not to respond.

Nan Yu blushed, boldly opened her mouth and stuck out the tip of her tongue, touching Fang Bei's jaws and poking in.

Fang Bei sighed, hugged Nan Yu and kissed him hard for a while before letting him go.

Nan Yu panted slightly, and asked him in a low voice, "Brother, are you not angry?"

Fang Bei pinched his face punitively, and said viciously, "You've learned how to trick people, huh?"

Nan Yu shrank back, shook her head and said, "I don't know, I don't understand."

The author has something to say: Tsk, Brother Bei is still your Brother Bei, and Jin Huaer is still too honest.