To play is to win!

Guan Hong's hand was injured, and many things were inconvenient.

With Su Wenle around, it was even more inconvenient.

He was already lying flat, ready to take a good rest, but Su Wenle's fingers didn't stop.

The wrist was still swollen, Su Wenle strictly followed the requirements, applied ice for a while, and rested for a few minutes, taking care of the red and swollen area of ​​his wrist inside and out.

However, when he closes his eyes, physical contact becomes sensitive.

Guan Hong couldn't sleep at all, and all the nerves in his body seemed to be concentrated in his right hand.

Su Wenle's fingers were icy cold, touching the sensitive wound from time to time, which was too irritating for Guan Hong.

Su Wenle diligently applied ice to him, but found that Guan Hong's eyes that should have been closed were staring at the ceiling in a daze, absent-minded.

"Can't sleep? Pain? Thirsty? Shall I get you a glass of water?" Su Wenle guessed.

"No." Guan Hong finally sat up, "I'm going to the bathroom."

When the patient is going to the bathroom, the nurse follows of course.

Su Wenle didn't realize how painful Guan Hong was in front of the little tail.

Even if you are injured, you can still react.

Guan Hong felt that he was one step closer to shaking M.

After staying with Zhang Si for a long time, the masochism will spread through the air, Guan Hong scratched a mark in his heart, turned around and stopped Su Wenle at the door.

"You want to watch me go to the bathroom?" Guan Hong asked.

"Help you." Su Wenle remained unconscious, "Your right hand is hurt, it's inconvenient."

Guan Hong raised his hand and said, "I still have a left hand."

"No, what if you don't pay attention to pulling your trousers with one hand, now is an extraordinary period, so don't be shy. I will help you."

……shy?

Guan Hong stared at him and found that he was pure and serious and wanted to help.

But this has nothing to do with being shy, a dignified man of eight feet, if he is injured, he can still be hard, he is simply addicted to perversion.

So Guan Hong raised his eyes, looked towards the stairs in the corridor, raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Brother Meng?"

Su Wenle followed the sound and looked back, then was pushed out with a palm.

With a bang, only the closed bathroom door remained, and the corridor was also empty.

Su Wenle: ...

He had always felt that Guan Hong was very different when he was ill.

Especially cunning.

Even if he couldn't get into the bathroom, he would stand at the door and wait.

The sound insulation of the base was well done, but Su Wenle still kept his ears pricked up, afraid of hearing a sound like falling.

Fortunately, everything is safe.

Except for the fact that it had been a little longer, Guan Hong still looked as usual when he came out.

He walked downstairs, not going back to his room to sleep at all.

"No rest?"

"No rest."

Guan Hong sighed in his heart.

There are hands touching his swollen wrist at any time, how can he rest.

Not disabled.

Sure enough, if he was injured, Guan Hong would become strange.

Some are stubborn and tough, and start to be cautious about trivial things.

Su Wenle followed Guan Hong, quieter than Flash Egg.

Going downstairs honestly, I saw Teacher Yang waiting in the living room.

Teacher Yang, who dealt with the owner's compensation and hospital matters, brought back a lot of things.

And a new phone.

He said: "The screen of your mobile phone is broken. The owner of the store paid for a new one, as well as medical expenses for follow-up treatment and maintenance. I talked to him about it. What do you think?"

"It doesn't matter how much you pay if your hand is useless. Now that your hand is fine, you can negotiate as you like." Guan Hong didn't value these things, but asked, "Have you educated him?"

"Of course there is." Teacher Yang looked at the tenderness, he should be serious and would never be a peacemaker, "I guess he will burn that batch of goods when he goes back."

There is no major problem with the hands, and the perpetrators have also learned a lesson.

Guan Hong was in a good mood, and even enjoyed his auntie's stewed chicken soup, and even shared half a bowl for Su Wenle.

They sit in the training room, but they can't practice.

Su Wenle was transferring mobile phone data, and Guan Hong was not idle either.

He turned on the computer and had already started setting up the left-handed mouse.

"You need to rest more..."

Su Wenle has nothing to say, this guy's right hand is swollen, and he still wants to use his left hand technique.

His love for Overwatch was invincible, and he felt like it was too much to stop him.

"I'm just looking at it." Guan Hong said, "Anyway, you don't need to move your right hand. You can get your phone."

Su Wenle fiddled with the phone, Guan Hong fiddled with the computer.

Su Wenle would always stare at Guan Hong in a daze for things that he could concentrate on.

Maybe a genius is a genius. He made a left-handed mouse, and he can use it with ease. Unfortunately, Overwatch must use the mouse and keyboard together.

Holding his mobile phone in his hand, he took pictures from his misfortune.

One by one flashed by, and it was easy for him to recall his days in Los Angeles.

The photoshoot madman, posing for pictures, and Guan Hong's words of mocking him at that time were still very clear.

Zi Lian Di Su Bunraku didn't have the nerve to set the wallpaper as a selfie, it was still a pink dva pixel spray paint.

However, what Guan Hong set as his wallpaper was their group photo.

When I had time to think about it carefully, Su Wenle couldn't quite understand it.

Young people like them, either put their favorite stars and idols on the desktop, or two-dimensional paintings, even the stupid Chai Chai at home.

In the morning star group of six, everyone has known Guan Hong for a longer time than themselves, and the relationship is also better.

But what Guan Hong chose was not a group photo, but a duo, Su Wenle couldn't figure it out.

Could it be that this is the generation gap...

"Damn." Guan Hong scolded with a laugh, "You can die."

He opened a custom mode and adjusted several AI difficult heroes as opponents.

As a result, the healer and his McCree 1v1, Guan Hong was killed by the healer face to face.

The c position of the left hand is not as good as that of a chicken. It is estimated that if you sprinkle a handful of rice on the keyboard, the chicken will be better than him.

"Won't you ruin your hand feeling by practicing like this?" Su Wenle looked amused, but was more worried.

"No, I'm just giving it a try." Guan Hong regretfully quit the customization.

Now the test results are out.

Overwatch, shut down!

Video site, start!

A patient should behave like a patient.

At dinner time, what Guan Hong enjoyed was the supplementary treatment for seriously injured patients.

Chicken soup, duck soup, all for him, and there is a line for stewed pig's trotters for supper. Just looking at the name can make him dizzy.

"There is also crucian carp soup. Don't drink water for a few days, the stewed soup is enough for you." Meng Beichuan gloated and laughed at him, "You deserve it. If you eat like this for a few days, you will gain at least ten catties. "

After only half a day, Guan Hong almost vomited.

Fat is not important, nausea is terrible.

Half coaxing and half lying, he pushed the duck soup, "Lele help me drink it, I can't drink it anymore, my injury is not that serious, if I drink it again, I will be anorexic."

"No, you have to replenish your body, don't be willful."

It's no use pretending to be pitiful.

Su Wenle looked at his hands, then at the soup, even if it was donkey-hide gelatin to nourish blood and nourish yin, Guan Hong would probably drink it with his eyes closed.

Very strict.

Guan Hong didn't even know how he spent his first night.

Among the things Mr. Yang brought back was a large fracture fixation plate, which was fully equipped with adjustable bandages from his fingers to his upper arm, binding him tightly.

Guan Hong fell on the bed, living like a mummy with a paralyzed right arm.

And the more painful thing is after dawn.

Su Wenle, who has been cheated once, will not be fooled twice.

Finally successfully sneaked into Guan Hong's bathroom.

"...I want to solve the problem alone."

"I'll help you."

Guan Hong discovered that some things cannot be tactful, but can only be straightforward.

He lost all face, and said, "Lele, put yourself in the shoes of me, if I pinch the chicken for you, can you still pee?!"

The words were rough and reasonable, and Su Wenle was instantly embarrassed.

"Then I-"

"Don't look, go out, close the door, I'll call you after I pee. You can help me wash my face, brush my teeth and take a shower, now, go out."

Su Wenle: ...

Guan Hong and Su Wenle's battle of wits and courage is over, and when all members of the team return, Guan Hong welcomes a new round of condolences.

"Captain, without me, such a big accident happened to you, and I dare not go back in the future."

"It seems that a substitute is necessary. How about I start practicing black and white work now?"

"Yes, yes, I remember that your black and white lives are well played in Baiyin, and you have potential."

Everyone has different concerns, but after knowing that Guan Hong's injury is not serious, it is obviously much easier and he is able to play again.

"Fortunately, the injury is not serious, otherwise, what would you do with your lower body?"

Zhang Si's heartfelt condolences made Guan Hong want to hit someone.

"Ten hours of training a day, Zhang Si, if you miss one minute, I will cripple your legs, and I will sit in a wheelchair to see how you think about your lower body."

Guan Hong was as strict as a sadist, Zhang Siying didn't dare to refute, whoever told his patient to have a bad temper, he was right to say anything.

"Ten hours..." Li Qin took the list and counted, "Zhang Si, you can start practicing now, otherwise you will come back from the meeting tonight, and you won't have enough time if you don't sleep."

The captain bullied him, and his teammates made up the knife. Zhang Si's sad eyes swept over every teammate, and what he got was not solidarity, but approval.

"The computer is turned on for you, hurry up and practice." Lin Xiaoke's hands-on ability is extremely strong.

Zhou Anming said: "Today I rest, I won't duo with you, anyway, you will be an angel."

He looked at Su Wenle, the savior of the people.

Su Wenle said: "Practice, Guan Hong wants to drink old duck soup later, I'll bring you a bowl."

Although it was kind, Zhang Si still cried and refused.

Su Wenle won't even beg for favors for him to be cute, and he really doesn't want him to live for ten hours.

What old duck soup to drink? This kind of thing is only needed by the captain.

Before the meeting started, everyone scattered in the base to rest.

Only Zhang Si pitifully played competitively.

Sure enough, he had to pay back the three days of vacation. He didn't expect that he would have to pay it back so quickly.

Venus had gone out to play the game last night, and the base was empty with only Morning Star's troops left.

When the bus arrived at the gate, a group of lazy people, plus a dog, were finally packed away.

"The flashy egg is going too?" Su Wenle asked in surprise, looking at Chai wagging his tail.

"For sure." Sister Ya led the team, and she was very happy to pick firewood, "This is our big star."

All the people in the car were elated, but Guan Hong was about to be scolded in public.

Patients have no human rights, and Meng Beichuan's requirements are extremely meticulous.

He said: "You are not allowed to go anywhere alone, pay attention to your right hand at all times, and you will not be arranged to participate in activities and autographs at the meeting, just in case."

"No, all the fans are here, so I won't participate?"

Guan Hong's expression focused on the overall situation. If his right hand was not wearing a fixed wrist guard, it might be more convincing.

Meng Beichuan was furious, but the anger and resentment in his heart was directed at Guan Hong to no avail.

He couldn't breathe, turned into a long sigh, and asked: "Is your hand more important or the fans?"

Guan Hong is a player first, and then an idol worthy of pursuit.

Sure enough, Guan Hong fell silent.

Such multiple choice questions do not make sense.

The fan meeting itself was arranged for the fans, but he injured his hand, so naturally he couldn't participate in all the projects of the meeting.

Sister Ya is the easiest to soften her heart, and she can't bear to see a guy who is usually arrogant being dejected by being said.

She said: "I didn't arrange any strenuous activities, so Xiaohong can't participate in fan-defined competitions. You can participate in other questions and answers, lottery draws, guess what you draw, etc. But you must pay attention to safety, I Arrange a bodyguard for you... just Su Wenle."

"Ok?"

Su Wenle, who had been a bodyguard for a day, listened attentively to the new order.

Sister Ya likes obedient children very much, she smiled and said, "You will protect Xiaohong the whole time, and then bring the glitter eggs."

With that said, she handed over the dog leash to Su Wenle.

"Collect together the three auspicious treasures, and you are today's Kanban."

The fan meeting will be held at the River City Theater, which is very close to the base.

The venue is not big, and it was already full of fans an hour before the opening.

This is the first time MS has held a fan meeting in a place like a theater.

Compared with the previous arrangement of signing autographs during the competition and slipping away, all the fans who can come are here for such a big event.

A group of people sat in the auditorium, staring at the empty stage.

There are 12 computers on it, and there are activities to be done at a glance.

Since entering the arena, I have repeatedly photographed the empty stage countless times, and many people gathered in the front row to take group photos and selfies.

When the host walked into the arena, countless people cheered involuntarily.

The hosts are here, can the opening be far behind!

Before the stage, the contestants had already rehearsed once, but Su Wenle was still nervous at the end.

The Glitterball kept wagging its tail and slithering around, so fluffy that everyone bent over to rub it.

"What, what should I do, should I support you later or follow you?"

Su Wenle turned around and forgot how she appeared in the rehearsal, and asked Guan Hong for help out of habit.

It was also the first time for Guan Hong.

Since becoming a professional player, the only time when he needs to be so solemn on stage is in the offline competition.

"It's all right." He said, seeing Su Wenle's fingers pinched nervously.

So, he stretched out his left hand to grab Zhu Bunraku, forcing him to relax.

He said, "Why don't you just take her with you?"

The opening of the meeting was a carefully edited promotional video.

After Lin Xiaoke's picky modification, the finished product fully showed the handsomeness of every player of Morning Star.

The established losing streak, the motivation of the first victory, and the calmness of winning streak.

All the memorable moments in the game are condensed in this brief promotion.

The passionate music flashed the shadows of countless people.

The last thing condensed on the screen was a row of backs.

The brand-new purple morning star team uniform in the show area is no different from the former morning star.

"Let us welcome all the contestants of Morning Star in the show area!"

The team leader was Zhou Anming, and when he came out from the backstage, his personal promotion was played.

"Immortal Heroes" appeared with his proficient Hero Angel.

With Zhou Anming's gesture, he revived the dead teammates who did not exist. With the unique sound effects of angels, he perfectly reproduced his specific hero.

Then there is Li Qin, who debuted as a dva player. In the promotional video, there was a nuclear bomb triple kill at the beginning, followed by Winston's figure, who was instantly furious, and Li Qin even beat his chest, making the audience laugh.

Then came Zhang Si and Lin Xiaoke.

Zhang Si limped, and Junkrat appeared on the stage.

Lin Xiaoke put her hands in her pockets and walked out very handsomely.

Judging by his appearance, it seems that he does not intend to make a Zenyatta-style Buddha light gesture in conjunction with the promotional video.

Unexpectedly, he stood still and suddenly sat on the ground.

The posture of sitting cross-legged is standard, and it can be seen that it has been practiced.

Although the duration was very short, it matched the best performance of Zenyatta on the big screen, causing a lot of shouts.

The appearance of the four made the fans full of expectations, and what they most wanted to see was Guan Hong.

A single-handed team took over the team and emerged from the trough of a losing streak, a legend that never gave up.

However, four people stood in a row on the field, and no one appeared from the backstage.

At this time, even the host came out from behind the scenes.

"Where's Guan Hong?"

"And what about cookie?"

There was a commotion in the audience, and even the host couldn't suppress the doubts below when he started to speak.

The host asked: "Aren't there six contestants in our morning star?"

"Yes!" Everyone nodded and answered, Zhang Si's voice was particularly excited.

"So who's coming next?"

At this moment, Zhang Si suddenly rushed to answer.

He said: "It's our morning star dog boy!"

Amidst the laughter, countless people whispered to each other.

"Zhang Si is over."

"Guner went back dead without a whole body."

"I think I'm going to die again, take it away."

Su Wenle couldn't help making a shitty sound in the background.

What about the three auspicious treasures? !

Zhang Si, aren't you afraid to go back and beat him to death!

As the team's most popular pet, the appearance of the flash egg will inevitably cause a sensation.

Su Wenle leads the dog and Guan Hong at the same time, he is simply a winner in life.

They didn't make an appearance, they stepped out and set off the climax of the opening.

Unfortunately, the warm and friendly family of three designed by Sister Ya did not appear.

What appeared was - dog, man, man.

The camera flash never stopped.

Flashy Egg licked his mouth, and stood next to Su Wenle, not taking a step further.

Before playing the game, the first wave of emoticons for the meeting has already been ordered.

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The host handed the microphone to Guan Hong.

Guan Hong said: "Thank you for coming here, I have to say sorry for something."

He raised his arm slightly, and said, "Yesterday I went down the stairs to play with my mobile phone and didn't look at the road. I rolled down, so today I am in such a stupid state. I may not be able to accompany everyone in the activities for a while. I am really sorry."

Guan Hong still told the truth about his injury.

There was an uproar.

It is impossible for those present not to know how important the right hand is to professional players.

Su Wenle even clenched the dog leash tightly on the stage.

Every whisper is a condemnation of him.

His complexion is not very good.

But Guan Hong still said calmly: "Fortunately, it's just a minor injury, and it won't delay the next main match. Maybe you won't see me in the Overwatch League preseason, but I will keep working hard and return to the game as soon as possible. .Thank you for your continued support, and there is one more thing I want to explain—”

The audience was silent, waiting for their most admired captain to make a declaration.

Guan Hong smiled slightly, glanced at his teammates on the side, and said, "I'm going to beat Zhang Si to death when I go back. Let's eat, drink and have fun later. Let's take more photos of him. If he's going to die like this, maybe he won't be killed." It will be gone someday."

The ruthless words inside Morningstar were even more ruthless than the rival team before the game.

The arena was full of laughter, and even Zhang Si cooperated with a graceful face.

Su Wenle took the firewood and only planned to make a vase.

He didn't expect that Guan Hong's words could free everyone from their grief.

From the beginning to the end of the activities of the meeting, we all pay attention to the participation of the public.

After the speech, the lucky fans will be selected by lottery, and they will go on stage to do activities together.

Compared with riding horses and fighting with two or three legs, the activities designed by Yajie are more scientific.

There are questions and answers, entertainment custom rings, ticket stub lottery, guess what you draw.

Between each session, Morningstar's promotional video is interspersed.

There are some about future plans, some about self-introduction of recruiting coaches, and some basic benefits such as picking up and dropping off fans in Los Angeles.

There are male and female fans selected by lottery. Some of them are enthusiastic and open, while others are reserved and shy.

Even during the active selection of contestants to participate in the "You Draw I Guess" activity, they would come to say hello to Guan Hong and Su Wenle, and then select others.

Sensible and sensible, even Su Wenle was touched by their understanding.

The two sat beside them with firewood, watching the activities of the people in the center of the stage.

Guan Hong kept touching the flashing egg, leaning towards Su Wenle from time to time.

Sometimes it's the shoulders, sometimes it's the arms.

He is so lazy that he is not afraid of the fans in the audience catching his strangeness.

The public shouldn't be so intimate, but he wants to be more intimate in an open and private way.

They sit together and watch a video of the question and answer that each has recorded.

After Guan Hong answered "I like everyone in the team", Su Wenle said "Guan Hong" calmly.

——Who is your favorite teammate?

——Guan Hong.

Without hesitation, the audience shouted again.

Even Guan Hong smirked, and turned to whisper in a low voice.

"You really like me that much?"

"Ok?"

The music was too loud, Su Wenle couldn't hear it clearly.

"It's okay." Guan Hong stretched out his hand to touch him, with a contented smile still on the corner of his mouth.

The meet and greet ended in a song.

Even though Zhang Siai was out of tune, under the leadership of Maiba Lin Xiaoke, a grateful heart was sung well.

Tables, chairs and benches were set up in the first row under the stage, and a group photo session was arranged before the show ended.

The long line moved slowly from the first row of seats.

In the venue with more than 300 people, most of them took group photos and signed autographs.

Guan Hong, who is disabled and determined, still uses his left hand to sign autographs for fans.

He has the impression of some ids, who often appear in the live broadcast room and Weibo, and they are all diehards who have supported Morningstar for a long time.

His signature is very ingenious, and the pinyin of guanhong is written down with a pen, so it doesn't matter if it is ugly.

Occasionally, he signed the wrong word, and he could only explain embarrassingly: "From now on, this will be an out-of-print typo on the left hand, a limited edition for the fan meeting."

Guan Hong was still in the mood to joke, which made fans worried and happy.

"Captain, you need to recover from your injuries. We have all booked our tickets and are going to watch the first stage of the competition live."

"Welcome, welcome, remember to tell us before you come, we will arrange someone to pick you up, remember to pay attention to safety."

Guan Hong has many female fans and speaks softly.

Between talking and laughing, we made an appointment to meet in more than a month.

Su Wenle's signature is the most regular.

He didn't practice fancy styles, he just wrote ordinary words, and signed all kinds of strange things for fans.

Backpacks, charging treasures, mobile phone cases, tags.

Every time a person is signed, he/she will nervously watch him/her walk to Guan Hong's position, and then take a look at Guan Hong's right hand hidden under the table.

There are a lot of people taking pictures, this is the right of fans at the meeting.

Their every move is under the flashing light, and Su Wenle, who demands handsomeness every day, doesn't care about his own image, and can't help but look at Guan Hong.

His small actions caused a series of messages to be jumped in the exclusive group of the fan meeting.

——cooky is really good

——From the beginning to the present, he has been paying attention to Guan Hong

——CP is complete, standard dog man man

——I don’t know what happened to Guan Hong’s hand

——It’s no problem if you can still attend the meet and greet!Come, come, have a look at the ancestral left-handed signature and have fun [Picture]

Once the topic is off topic, it can't be stopped.

Various non-professionals have started various searches for help, how long will it take for a hand injury to heal.

leading to an increasingly pessimistic outlook.

It caused the group management to come forward to explain the actual situation.

Administrators and group owners are responsible for comforting fans.

Morning star players are responsible for signing the thank you.

Su Wenle is responsible for keeping an eye on Guan Hong.

The flash egg is responsible for flicking its tail to show off its cuteness.

Each of them performed their duties, and the final meeting was carried out in an orderly manner.

It was almost when the shiny egg dog hair was almost bald, the meeting was finally over and the signing was over.

He signed [-] sheets with his bare hands. At first, Lin Xiaoke wanted to crochet a curvy body, but later he began to sigh: "Fortunately, my id only has three letters."

Lxk is simple and clear, and he didn't send him to the dead end.

On the return bus, the entire population was rubbing their hands.

Li Qin said: "Looks like the captain's hot pack and hand lotion have to be shared."

"It's better to be in time than to be in time." Zhou Anming had already rubbed it, "Thank you for the outstanding contribution made by the captain."

Everyone is exhausted.

Su Wenle is fine.

He took another ointment and slowly applied it to Guan Hong.

Zhang Si was so envious.

They can only paint it themselves, and the landlords have younger brothers to paint it!

Back at the base, one or two of the young people who had played around for more than two hours were exhausted.

Meng Beichuan stood behind him and laughed at him.

"Hmph, like a little weak chicken, with this physique, how will you beat the owl in the future."

"Let's talk about the future." Teacher Yang also found it funny when he saw that their shoulders couldn't straighten up. "They didn't cry tired on the stage today."

In terms of giving fans the best mental outlook, everyone in Morning Star has reached the standard.

Not being able to let fans down when they see a real person is probably the motivation to support them to complete the scene.

A group of people were dirty, took a shower and jumped to sleep.

Guan Hong waited for them to finish using the bathroom before taking out his pajamas and said, "I'm going to take a shower."

When I came out of the hospital yesterday, I thought the weather was not hot and I didn’t wash it. Now that I walked around the stage, my face and neck were covered with foundation, so I had to wash it anyway.

Su Wenle was still studying how to use medicinal wine just now, and immediately followed out after hearing this, "I'll wash it for you."

"...Farewell." Guan Hong watched him get into the bathroom and take the lead in closing the door, and he had the experience of being evicted at a glance.

"You have to rub your back in the shower! It's such a big move, either you don't wash it or I wash it for you."

Su Wenle had an expression of "I am very firm and persistent", showing the vigor of a fierce battle.

Impossible without washing...

It should be fine.Guan Hong thought, just treat it as a bathhouse in the Northeast, and make a quick decision.

However, he didn't expect that the Northeast bathhouses were full of naked men running naked, and now he was the one stripping naked, and Su Wenle was completely neat.

The embarrassment index of taking a bath is like this. When everyone takes off their clothes, they don't feel anything.

When you're naked and someone is clothed and looking around...

just a little...

so what...

Su Wenle's eyes always glanced down unintentionally.

Maybe it's because they have been used to comparison since they were young, and this kind of good-natured scrutiny will occasionally appear between males.

It's kind of... isn't it?

Seems bigger than before?

With a question mark on his head, Su Wenle poured water on Guan Hong.

Guan Hong held up his right hand, and his heart roared after being washed by him.

It's really the reincarnation of heaven, it's not that there is no report, the time has not yet come.

When he laughed at Su Wenle for running naked in the bath and playing drunk, he should have thought of today's news.

Finally, Guan Hong let out a broken breath, and raised his left hand to cover his eyes.

"Don't read it."

Look harder.