Don't be cowardly, just hate

Eleven consecutive victories, OG returned to the KPL arena with a strong posture that shocked everyone!

The results of the qualifiers were expected, and everyone was not too surprised.

No.1OG, No.2SS, No.3strong.

It's also very good, although TSL has declined, but strong belongs to the TSL club, and when they return to the KPL arena, they will still change their name to TSL.

A new TSL, a new start, and I hope they can achieve better results.

As for MG, this time it was a real disaster, passing KPL by one point in the deciding game.

Half a year ago, MG laughed at OG's tragic relegation, and half a year later they also faced the same embarrassment.

Can they make a comeback?Not everyone has the courage of An Zhuxi and Mi Le.

The transfer period has kicked off, and this year's KPL is really an earthquake-like year.

YD captain Xie Xingchui announced his retirement, and countless fans cried loudly, but at the same time they were very relieved, at least their male god ended his career in wireless glory.

KPL's support god Jiutian also announced his official retirement and completely left the KPL arena.

After that, there were many transfer turmoil, and the most surprising one was probably CST's jungler Fengyao who went to SS.

The situation outside is turbulent, but OG also has some small hidden dangers.

After entering KPL, Fangcun no longer came to help with review.

An Zhuxi found Zhanhui and asked him, "Any plans?"

Zhan Hui immediately sat up straight, his lips trembling with nervousness.

An Zhuxi patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't do this, I told you, no matter what you choose, we will support you."

From the very beginning, he made it very clear to Zhanhui that he came to hone his skills, and he didn't belong to OG completely. Even the contract was signed like this. When the transfer period came, if he wanted to leave, no one would embarrass him.

Zhanhui was silent for a long time before he whispered, "Brother An, I don't want to leave."

An Zhuxi was startled.

Zhan Hui lowered his head, his voice was trembling: "Am I really sorry for Fang Shen?"

I have been relying on him all the time, and Fang Cun has cultivated him as the future of the Dragon Clan, trying my best to find opportunities for him, but at this time he doesn't want to go back to the Dragon Clan...

Fang Cun knew how chilling he was.

Zhanhui is very contradictory, he doesn't want to leave OG, he likes OG's teammates, likes Sanya likes Zifeng, likes Mile Xingniao, and he likes Anzhuxi Han Junzhu more.

We have spent countless days and nights together, tasted the joy of victory together, and regretted our mistakes together...

How could he be willing to leave along the way?

But the size...

An Zhuxi shook his head and said, "You underestimate Lao Fang too."

Zhanhui raised his head abruptly.

An Zhuxi looked into his eyes and asked, "Are you sure you want to stay in OG?"

Zhan Hui bit his lower lip and nodded vigorously: "I want to stay in OG."

An Zhuxi said: "Then stay."

Zhan Hui said nervously: "But Fang Shen..."

An Zhuxi said: "He never thought that you would go back from the beginning."

Zhan Hui was stunned, and slowly opened his eyes wide.

An Zhuxi sighed and said, "Old Fang is a good man, he treats you well and treats me very well."

In fact, from the very beginning, Fang Cun never thought that Zhan Hui would return to the Dragon Clan.

At that time, OG's situation was too miserable, even five people couldn't make up, Fang Cun and An Zhuxi had been friends for many years, how could I bear to see him end up like this.

It just so happens that Zhanhui has been unable to display it in the Dragon Clan.

The current environment of the dragon clan determines that there is no place for shooters at all.

Instead of letting Zhanhui, an excellent seedling, rot in the Dragon Clan, it's better to go to a new place to shine.

The so-called looking forward to the future of the Dragon Clan is just a beautiful idea.

No one can control what the future will look like. Fangcun is not Xie Xingchui, he is not the ruler of the Dragon Clan, there are too many things he cannot interfere with, and most of the time he is powerless.

He used this excuse to push Zhan Hui to An Zhuxi.Firstly, it relieved An Zhuxi's urgent need, which was regarded as helping an old friend; secondly, it also gave Zhanhui a new future, so that he would not be dusted in the dark.

From the beginning to the end, Fangcun has a friend and Bole's heart.

Help each other to An Zhuxi, help each other to show brilliance, that's all.

So Zhanhui's choice now is really not a surprise to him at all.

After An Zhuxi finished speaking, Zhan Hui's eyes turned red, and he whispered, "Fang Shen hasn't contacted me...I thought...I..."

An Zhuxi said: "He doesn't want to embarrass you, he doesn't want you to make a decision against your will."

Zhan Hui's tears couldn't hold back completely, they dripped down patter, full of indescribable gratitude.

Later, Zhanhui took the initiative to call Fangcun.

Fang Cun talked with him for a long time, and finally said with a smile: "Come to Dragon Clan if you were wronged in OG, this is still your home."

Zhanhui was so moved that he choked up.

An Zhuxi made an appointment to come out.

Fang Cun was quite curious: "Where's your bodyguard?"

An Zhuxi rolled his eyes: "Who is the bodyguard!"

Fang Cun said: "Your little Han Xin is better than a bodyguard." Every time we meet, he looks like a little wolf dog protecting food, afraid that someone will snatch An Zhuxi away.

The two joked for a while and chatted about business.

Fang Cun said: "Okay, don't say that these things are not there, Zhan Hui is here, and the Dragon Clan is sitting on the bench, so why bother him."

An Zhuxi said: "Aren't you afraid that he will blow you up?"

Fang Cun exaggeratedly shook and said, "I'm so scared~~~"

An Zhuxi was so disgusted by him that he couldn't eat.

"Seriously." Fang Cun said, "I guess I won't make it to the autumn competition."

An Zhuxi grimaced and said, "What's the matter, isn't your grades pretty good?"

Fang Cun said: "I'm getting old, don't look at the 22 autumn race where the dragons made it to the top four, but I really can't do it anymore, I'm too tired."

An Zhuxi frowned and said, "What does the club mean?"

Fang Cun said: "I will focus on bringing in newcomers in the spring split."

An Zhuxi understood: "Do you still want to continue playing wild nuclei?"

Fang Cun sighed, "Yes, they want to cultivate a second me."

An Zhuxi didn't know what to say.

Fang Cun's eyebrows were full of fatigue, he said: "Take your time, if you don't hit the south wall, you won't turn back."

An Zhuxi can also understand the mood of the Dragon Clan. The active players are all adapted to the wild core system. The two-way road is very strong. Everyone is familiar with this routine. As long as one more wild core is cultivated, the Dragon Clan will still be a strong dragon clan.

It sounds like cultivating a wild core is much simpler than changing the entire team system.

But what about the facts?I can only walk and watch.

The two old friends sat together and chatted for a long time, and when they parted, old Fang felt jealous of Xie Xingchui.

"Looking at it, it's just Lao Xie's luck." Having achieved success and fame, with a lovely wife by his side, he's so fucking envious and jealous.

An Zhuxi cleared his throat and comforted him: "There will be bread, and there will be milk."

Fang Cun leaned towards him: "Are you in a relationship too?"

An Zhuxi looked up at the sky.

Fang Cun: "!" Damn, are you going to piss me off, everyone has their own masters, and he is the only one who is lonely and his mother is about to retire soon!

Come on, come on, is there any competition?I want to win the championship!

Along with the bustling transfer period, the New Year is slowly approaching after a heavy snowfall.

The base has already been on holiday, and everyone went back to their homes to find their mothers.

An Zhuxi took Han Junzhu back to his small home. The two hadn't come back for several months. The room was full of dust and needed to be cleaned.

They didn't hire domestic workers either, they rolled up their sleeves and started cleaning up.

It's not big with two bedrooms and one living room, but it's as warm as a beautiful paradise.

They have been busy all morning, making the little home look brand new.

At night, Han Junzhu threw the whitewashed Anzhuxi onto the tatami, and made people like this and that and that and that and that and that and that on the lazy sofa that couldn't get up.

An Zhuxi was confused by him, and said with a trembling voice: "I have... I can't go to the bed, I must... I must stay here... Mmm..."

Han Junzhu bit his neck and said, "I thought about this half a year ago."

Not only this sofa, but almost every place in this room, he has fantasized about it.

There's no way, who told An Zhuxi to tease him all the time.

The two of them did bad things at home shamelessly. It wasn't until they were 28 that An Zhuxi urged him: "It's almost time for you to go home."

He celebrated the New Year by himself, but Han Junzhu should go back to celebrate the New Year.

Han Junzhu didn't want to leave, holding his sweetheart in his arms, he didn't want to go anywhere.

An Zhuxi never let go on this matter, he said: "You must go home during the Chinese New Year, family reunion is a serious matter!"

Han Junzhu kissed him and said, "What about you?"

An Zhuxi panicked: "I will also go to my father's house, and I will come back on the sixth day."

Han Junzhu said: "Come back in the third day."

An Zhuxi: "..."

Han Junzhu said: "Anyway, I will come back here in the third year of junior high school."

An Zhuxi didn't want to spend so many days alone, so she compromised and said, "Okay, see you in the third day of junior high school."

Han Junzhu went home, and it was the first time that An Zhuxi discovered that his house was so big.

Two bedrooms and two living rooms... as empty as a thousand-square-meter villa!

Wrapped in a quilt, An Zhuxi looked at the quiet street outside the window, feeling a little cold for no reason.

The heating was turned on very high, and the temperature in the room was 23 degrees, but it was still cold.

one person……

It also feels cold in summer.

He didn't play games - it seemed that he was too lonely to play games at this time. He would rather pretend to be reunited with his family than go to the Canyon of Kings alone.

The Spring Festival Gala was as boring as ever.

But An Zhuxi took it very seriously, laughing when she saw the sketches, singing and dancing when she saw the songs, and humming along when she heard the songs that sounded good.

The New Year's bell rang at twelve o'clock in the Spring Festival Gala. An Zhuxi yawned and received a text message.

Han Junzhu: "Happy New Year."

An Zhuxi pursed her lips and smiled: "Happy New Year."

As the New Year's bell rings, the first blessing he receives comes from his beloved.

Looks like next year must be a lucky year.

After a while, Han Junzhu dialed his phone.

"Hello." There was music at Han Junzhu's place, which was a little familiar, very similar to what was being played on the Spring Festival Evening...

An Zhuxi didn't think too much about it: "Happy Chinese New Year."

Han Junzhu also said to him, "Happy Chinese New Year."

An Zhuxi whispered: "When you come back, I'll give you a big red envelope."

Han Junzhu's thin lips raised slightly: "Can you get An Zhuxi without clothes by opening the red envelope?"

An Zhuxi said: "Who... will give such a red envelope!"

Han Junzhu said: "That's not good, I want you to put yourself in a red envelope and give it to me."

An Zhuxi blushed when she heard this, and her voice became softer: "Are you still asleep?"

Han Junzhu said: "I can't sleep even if I sleep."

An Zhuxi said: "Your family is so lively on New Year's Eve?"

Han Junzhu said, "I miss you so much that I can't sleep."

An Zhuxi: "..." This guy.

Although he was quite shy, he was reminded of this sentence.

Obviously they have only been separated for less than two days, yet they still miss him.

I want to think very much, think of...

An Zhuxi whispered, "I can't sleep either."

Han Junzhu froze for a moment.

An Zhuxi's voice became softer: "Han Junzhu, I miss you."