To play is to win!

Having just heard other people's secret love and love stories, Su Wenle encountered a severe challenge.

"What do you mean? Is that what I mean? Are you kidding?"

Su Wenle asked earnestly and repeatedly, and even felt that Guan Hong's women's clothing had endless stamina in molesting others.

"I like you means 'want to be your boyfriend'."

Su Wenle:!

Guan Hongyun repeated calmly, followed by a little fool who was spinning around.

Su Wenle didn't believe it.

No interviews, no rehearsals, it must be Guan Hong's casual talk.

Su Wenle asked, "Are you kidding me?"

"I am serious."

Guan Hong stretched out his hand to rub him, his movements were smooth and smooth, and he was not at all polite.

Moreover, Su Wenle will not hide.

The more magnanimous the other party behaved, the more Su Wenle felt cheated.

Do you hesitate to look forward and back and toss and turn when you agreed to fall in love?

What is the difference between Guan Hong's state and his usual jokes!

"Then what am I thinking about? You didn't show the slightest sign, and you weren't sincere at all. Hmph, I refused."

As soon as Su Wenle finished speaking, Guan Hong leaned over and pecked him on the face without giving him a chance to warn.

He also smiled and asked, "Is it sincere enough?"

Su Wenle blinked.

Guan Hong smiled softly.

But he suddenly saw "fbiwarming" from the gentle smile!

Fuck, run!

The frightened Su Wenle ran away again.

Guan Hong turned into a face kissing maniac.

Su Wenle has been kissed twice, and his little heart can't bear it.

The act of kissing the face itself is not terrible, what is terrible is that Guan Hong is confessing his love seriously.

——However, why is it as casual to confess your confession as casually as discussing what to eat for lunch!

Su Wenle was inexplicably angry. He ran down the road and didn't find someone to confide in. Sister Ya grabbed him to work.

"Guan Hong's video has been edited, come and help us watch it."

"I don't I don't I don't."

Su Wenle struggled so hard that he didn't want to look at Guan Hong, a big guy in women's clothing.

However, how could he break free from Sister Ya.

Professional studio photography editing is extremely efficient.

What Su Wenle saw was almost the main content after shooting and selection.

A video without dubbing or subtitles helped him recall Guan Hong's entire process of women's clothing.

But... who is the one with this stupid expression!

"Sister Ya, can you cut my shot?" Su Wenle was shocked, the way he looked at Guan Hong was so stupid that it seriously damaged his handsome image.

"No." Sister Ya was very straightforward, "It's not that you appeared on the scene alone. Look, Lin Xiaoke and Zhang Si, this expression is more professional than yours."

Lin Xiaoke and Zhang Si are performing.

They expressed their praise for Guan Hong's women's clothing with shouts and exaggerated expressions.

The smile gloated, the slaps slapped loudly, and even the dubbing was omitted.

Ke Su Bunraku played in his true colors.

Expose your nature of coveting beauty.

Handsome lady boss.

It is indeed his type.

But when this "like" was directly revealed on the camera, Su Wenle felt that he was really... stupid!

Su Wenle was hit one after another, and his heart ached so badly that he couldn't breathe.

The teammates cooperated in acting, but he was acted.

"Ugh……"

"Why are you sighing at such a young age?" Sister Ya disliked him, "Is Xiaohong not good-looking or our shooting skills are not good enough?"

"It's all good." Su Wenle said the truth, revealing a touch of regret, "Unfortunately, this is Guan Hong."

Guan Hong is outstanding and handsome, gentle and tough.

Born with the reliability and decisiveness of a leader.

But he, no, girl.

And I, am, heterosexual.

Su Wenle lay down on the sofa with his head up, and even the flashy eggs could not divert his attention.

Guan Hong holds a lot of weight in his heart.

Among his peers, apart from Xie Qi, Guan Hong is his favorite.

Compared with Guan Hong's extraordinary liking for him, Su Wenle was more shocked——

I don't hate this, but I am very happy. By the way, I feel that Guan Hong doesn't pay enough attention to the sense of ritual of "falling in love".

Ahhh.

Su Wenle flung herself into Chai Chai's soft down.

This is a sign that he is going to become gay!

Su Wenle's hair-stroking activity didn't last long, and Zhang Si dragged him up and took him to the training room.

Zhang Si said: "Hurry up, hurry up, there is only one tank in the third row, brother Le, you are the most free, come and help us score."

Players who have no training match rest lazily.

Zhang Si and Lin Xiaoke vowed to hit the top [-] in the US server.

This oath has existed for a long time, but there has been no progress.

Because, the US server's high score is simply a world-class Shura field.

While they were training, others were scoring points.

When they were playing, others were still scoring points.

When they finally have time to score points...

The owl players just had time to score points.

Unless ms frenziedly activates the sixth row, Lin Xiaoke and Zhang Si's bicycles will fall from master to master in one night.

Today, it was rare for ms to have no games or training matches in prime time, perfectly avoiding other owl players.

"...Our sixteen teams, not all other teams are competing and training."

Su Wenle felt that there was something wrong with the theory of the two.

Sounds a lot like tricking him into dropping points.

Lin Xiaoke said with a serious face, "At least there are players from six teams who won't meet us today! So, stop talking nonsense and get in the car!"

There are three games a day.

Two teams per game.

After removing the starting players of the six teams and the substitutes, there are only... more than 100 people who have a happy reunion with their broken three rounds.

Su Wenle smiled, got in the car and waited.

Believe that they can score, it is better to believe that they will kneel ten times in a row, and when the king will come again.

The first round of competition, from the player list, it can be seen that the situation is dangerous.

"Ah, tawa and gank."

Zhang Si had nothing to say, "People in Vancouver don't go to watch the game, they play training? What kind of competition!"

In the first battle with a strong opponent, the future of the tricycle is worrying.

Su Wenle kept his mouth shut and let them chatter.

He has no special pursuit of rank.

Anyway, if you fall, you can hit back again, which is not a pity.

Lin Xiaoke was looking at life one by one, and suddenly found an acquaintance.

He said, "Our side seems to be from Incheon."

Zhang Si let out a "huh" and saw abyss and ive in Incheon.

"Wow, they have a tit and a tit, then we win."

Vancouver is strong.

But no matter how strong it is, it cannot be stronger than Incheon.

These two South Korean players have already shown their strength in the World Cup, even ms lost convincingly.

"Jump the channel." Su Wenle was full of curiosity about abyss and ive.

His knowledge of Korean players is limited to interviews and documentaries.

I don't watch the live broadcast at all, and the tactics are all analyzed by the coach.

Now that they have finally met, Su Wenle really wants to hear what the strong player will say.

As a result, as soon as he entered the team voice, he suffered a series of English attacks.

Incheon is a double row, they are three rows.

Obviously there is only one passerby with an English ID in the team, and both abyss and ive are communicating in English.

Su Wenle can understand the hero's name, other than that is *&#.

"Ah." Zhang Si jumped in, let out an exclamation, and then said: "%￥*#&."

"OK." Lin Xiaoke chose Moira simply and clearly.

Su Wenle:? ? ?

"Translate!" Su Wenle said with a closed microphone.

In the past, when they played in the Asian server, Guan Hong had to translate it!

How to fight the US server, they will release the illiterate.

"Oh oh oh!" Zhang Si suddenly realized, "I forgot that the captain is not here, hehehe. Abyss said to push, brother Le, take Zarya."

In Eichenwalde, abyss is a man with ideas.

As one of the tactics that requires teammates to communicate most frequently, ground pushing is simply a great test of English listening and speaking skills.

Su Wenle even suspected that he made this request because he wanted to practice English.

Playing competitively in an unfamiliar environment, Su Wenle felt that his language skills were really holding him back.

Zhang Si and Lin Xiaoke can communicate smoothly with people in Incheon, and Incheon also speaks English.

Zhang Si and Lin Xiaoke have no difficulty in sounding even with the accent of Korean Asi Bar.

Su Wenle got used to living in a stable environment.

Even if the English is poor, it is still relevant.

It's a pity that when playing the game, Zhang Si and Lin Xiaoke are not as comfortable as Guan Hong, and they have the patience to translate for Su Wenle.

Su Wenle had no choice but to half-guess and exchange souls.

abyss is very aggressive, and he can't keep up with the rhythm.

When Guan Hong came in, MS's tricycle was in great trouble.

Tactics have changed from ground push to dog release.

But the opponent is too strong for them to win easily.

The abyss in Incheon took the command position, determining the timing of the start of the regiment and focusing the fire.

But Su Wenle couldn't understand, it all depended on his teammates to remind him later.

The disconnect was inevitable, and they missed many chances to fight back.

The two sides have fought two rounds.

The meaning of the battle is not over yet.

Su Wenle tried his best to guess, speculate and cooperate as much as possible.

If it is like this, if he loses, even if it is a casual game competition, he will not feel good.

After all, I didn't go all out and dragged my teammates down.

Zhang Si was talking quickly, Su Wenle started to frown again and started to guess the riddle.

Angel what, pharah what, what what?

"He said, the opposite side is going to release the dogs. We'd better fly together. He can take the Pharah, but he is short of an angel. Lele, you take dva."

A familiar voice came from beside him, and Su Wenle glanced at Guan Hong resting his elbows on the table, looking at him leisurely.

Guan Hong is obviously very aware of his predicament.

After all, he was the one who led the team in a single sentence, acting as a bridge for international exchanges at any time.

At this moment, his face was relaxed, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he enjoyed Su Wenle's eyes asking for help.

Although he is not in the picture, as long as Su Wenle understands the basic tactics, he doesn't need to translate too much.

While the two sides were waiting for the countdown, Guan Hong helped Su Wenle change a pair of headphones.

From the head-mounted type to the split-line in-ear type.

Because only the in-ear type can separate the two ends, Guan Hong listens to one, and Su Wenle listens to the other.

It does not delay listening to the voice debate, but also can hear real-time translation.

It's a bit like two people agreeing to cut gold.

With an interpreter present, the situation was much better.

Su Wenle doesn't need to speak, just respond to the request of his teammates.

He can only hear the ambient sound on the right, but Guan Hong can perfectly help him complete the situation on the left.

Guan Hong's voice was calm and gentle.

In a fierce battle, Su Wenle can rely on his reminder to deal with the enemy.

Two people are close together, as if operating a whole hero at the same time, there is no gap or disagreement.

With masters behind the scenes in charge, it is not difficult to crush the opponent.

After the competition in Eichenwalde was over, abyss was in a good mood, and he sang loudly on the mic.

Zhang Si immediately claimed credit, "Captain, did you hear that, abyss praised me for being amazing!"

The feeling of being appreciated by the first-class powerful enemy is so good that he almost feels ecstatic, and doesn't even think about whether it is a soft tactics or not.

Guan Hong took off his earphones, straightened his slightly wet short hair, and corrected with a smile: "He clearly said that everyone played well, better than the opponent."

His facial expression, tone of voice, movement and behavior were no different from usual.

Su Wenle even felt that he was delusional and made up a non-existent confession.

The coaching staff has studied the tactics, determined the training direction, and finally started to catch a group of idle players to come back to practice hard.

Meng Beichuan's achievements are quite fruitful, and the notebook can be replaced with a new one.

He said: "According to the state of the previous game against Silver City, the problem will not be so obvious when we meet Vancouver again. However, don't naively think that the next opponent is Osaka and you can rest assured. They have Korean aid."

The name of the only representative team in Japan is the Osaka 46 team.

Chinese looks weird, but very Japanese.

The most famous combination of numbers and a modern take on Japanese showbiz.

It is especially in line with the status of a first-line company in the entertainment industry as the sponsor of the Osaka team.

"The entertainment is to be trendy. They even have pink uniforms."

Zhang Si has a strange angle and is very critical, "But why is the hero's exclusive skin not pink, but cherry blossom color on a white background! This is too much."

Players who look forward to the pink death skin every day have already sprayed this point over and over again.

No matter how beautiful the pattern of cherry blossom petals is, can it compare to the pink girl's dream!

"Because there are home games and away games." Zhou Anming resolutely refused to side with Zhang Si, he had to stay rational, "Pink uniforms for the home game and cherry blossoms with a white background for the away game, but the team only released a set of hero skins, so the cherry blossoms with a white background must follow suit." The colors of the national flag."

Makes sense, but it's all small talk.

Meng Beichuan was very dissatisfied as he slapped the notebook.

"If you have time to care about the skin, why not care more about their Korean aid! Now the whole world is vying for first-class players. These six Koreans came from their Japanese all-Korean squad, but their strength is not inferior to the players in the Korean division. I think, Maybe it’s the Chicago model again.”

Chicago's local tyrant model is still fresh in MS's memory.

The lower-level players will take the lead, and if they fail, they will go to the big players.

There are six Koreans and six Japanese in Osaka. They are clearly distinct, which can explain the problem.

MS suffered a loss against Chicago, and no one can guarantee that Rokuhan in Osaka is weaker than the Alphabet Corps.

Fortunately, owl gave them enough rest and training gaps.

There is plenty of time to prepare for Osaka 46.

It's just that people are not easy to date.

"If you don't have an appointment with Osaka, you will go to Chicago first."

Teacher Yang said, "Chicago may not be on the second lineup in the training match. Even if you play easily, you can't slack off."

Therefore, both sides of the training are ready and just wait for the start.

Su Wenle was originally on guard against Guan Hong.

From the moment the man sat back beside him, Su Wenle's peripheral vision was always on Guan Hong.

Be prepared for Guan Hong's sudden nervousness.

In the end, everything was normal for Guan Hong, he didn't move his hands or feet, making Su Wenle's cup bow like a snake's shadow, which was a bit ridiculous.

After training, Guan Hong touched Su Wenle's short hair as usual.

Su Wenle was still thinking about "should he not be allowed to touch", Guan Hong finished masturbating.

"Let's go to rest early. Tomorrow, Judy will try to see if he can make an appointment in Osaka. We still have to do a real battle."

Guan Hong said with a smile, and pushed Su Wenle, who was stunned, out without any suspicion, "Let's go to bed."

Saying "we", and walking to the corridor where fate is decided, Guan Hong suddenly became democratic.

He asked, "Are you going to sleep with me, or by yourself?"

Su Wenle never had such a sense of crisis.

But now, he has to think more with his little head.

It seems that Guan Hong's hints were everywhere before, but he never felt that Guan Hong wanted to be gay with him.

Now that the beautiful brotherhood is gradually disappearing, Guan Hong in Su Wenle's eyes has lost the fragrance of a single dog and exudes the stench of love.

So, Su Wenle, who was still dazed just now, suddenly looked serious.

He took two steps back and opened the door of his room, and replied firmly: "Of course I sleep by myself! Good night!"

On the first night without Guan Hong to sleep with, Su Wenle didn't even have anyone to chat with.

Early in the morning domestic time, Xie Qi was still sleeping in.

Looking for Zhang Si, he is so smart that he will definitely guess his troubles.

As for Lin Xiaoke, there was still no reply within 5 minutes after the message was sent.

Su Wenle was depressed.

This kind of fatal blow of "I have few friends" simply wants to make people cry at night.

He has been making trouble with Xieqi since elementary school, and recalled the super delicious midnight small yellow croaker that he participated in the competition for the first time.

Hey……

Su Wenle sighed quietly in the lonely night, as expected, the most delicious food in the world will always be in memory.

The screen of the phone suddenly and quietly lit up.

He stretched out his hand to swipe the screen and found that an unexpected person was waiting.

Guan Hong: Are you asleep?

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The straight man of steel in the universe will never give in easily!

Su Wenle threw the phone away, hugged the pillow and wrapped the quilt tightly, and immediately closed his eyes and fell asleep.

No matter what message I send, I'm already asleep!

No insomnia at all!

Already fell asleep!

Maybe it was out of anger.

Su Wenle slept very uncomfortable.

The air conditioner was buzzing, and it was also buzzing in the dream.

He only remembered that he experienced a fierce fight in his dream. The beast extinguished the flames he depended on for survival, making him shiver in the cold winter night.

Su Wenle woke up from the cold.

He closed his eyes and groped on the bed for a long time, but he couldn't find his warm quilt.

The cold air from the air conditioner was humming, giving him a headache.

Su Wenle couldn't take it anymore, she huddled together in the cold, without even a warmer.

Guan Hong snatched my quilt again!

With this thought, Su Wenle became sober.

He rubbed his eyes, turned over and sat up, and saw the quilt falling on the ground.

Where is Hong Hong?

Ah cut!