You are obedient[电竞]

In the first round, there are still six people left in the final circle. Lu Ziye and 121 are in the safe zone. Fu Shu and Xiaobai meet EW outside the circle, and Fu Shu enters the circle with blood.

The final circle was played on the field, and the only shelter was the stone.

Fu Shu sprayed medicine lying on the ground, and Xiaobai threw cigarettes to pave the way.

Lu Ziye shoots, Fu Shu has no armor, and the second falls.

Xiaobai's hands trembled, his wrists hurt a little.

In the first hand, Lu Ziye and 121 successfully ate the chicken, and Fu Shu and Xiaobai were second.

After the end, Xiaobai was a little depressed. If it wasn't for the pain in his hands, there is still hope for eating chicken.

Fu Shu patted Xiao Bai on the shoulder.

In the second round, the two teams met before the finals, and each lost one player.

Lu Ziye and 121 ranked second, Fu Shu and Xiao Bai ranked third.

In the third place, Fu Shu and Xiaobai eat chicken, Lu Ziye and 121 ranked second.

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At the end of the first day of the game, the scores of the two teams were close, with Lu Ziye and 121 leading slightly.

Back at the base, Xiaobai was very frustrated and took the initiative to admit his mistake.

Shao Jing looked at his hands: "Can we still play in the quadruple?"

It's not that he is ruthless. If he suffers from hand injuries in high-intensity competitions and does not rest, then Xiaobai's hands are likely to be useless in the future.

Xiaobai pressed his aching wrist. Tomorrow's two-row fight would probably make his hands tremble if he held the mouse. If he played four rows again, he would definitely slow down the team.

He knew that as long as he said he could persevere, the captain would definitely not force him to make substitutions, but it was related to the honor of the team, and he couldn't end up with HE not being able to win the championship just because he didn't want to make substitutions.

Seeing his troubled face, Fu Shu patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "Actually, the double row championship is not that important to me, otherwise tomorrow's double row match can also be..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiaobai shook his head firmly: "No, tomorrow's final must be finished, and I can go to the backstage to watch the drinking fountain in the fourth row."

"Okay, you can go to the hospital at the end of tomorrow. Don't even think about going to the backstage to look at the water dispenser." Shao Jingjing nodded, "Otherwise your hands will be useless, and a disabled president will go back to inherit the family property." He sneered: "Your family Can the family property be kept?"

Xiaobai was about to express his grief, expressing that he didn't want to go to the hospital, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he suddenly stopped, okay, he has to go home and inherit the family property.

On the second day of the final, due to Xiaobai's hand injury, the two only took third place, while Lu Ziye and 121 took first place.

Although they won the double volleyball championship, the atmosphere in HE is still very low.

Back at the base at night, Xiaobai was picked up by his parents and sent to the hospital for treatment.

The next day was the first day of the four-row group match. The night before the match, Shao Jing hugged Song Yan's waist and refused to let go.

"Don't move, let me rest for a while." Shao Jing's voice was muffled, and it was obvious that his mood was affected by replacing Xiao Bai.

Song Yan held the opponent's hand around his waist: "Don't worry, Xiaobai's hand is fine."

"121 is also very powerful."

"With you here, HE is still the champion."

Shao Jing buried his face in his neck and said in a muffled voice: "Yanyan, although I know you are comforting me, I feel very upset to hear you praise other men."

After finishing speaking, he took advantage of Song Yan's inattention and directly bit the side of his neck.

Song Yan raised his head, his eyes were red, and he grabbed Shao Jing's waist with one hand.

"Don't..." Probably because of too much energy, his voice trembled a little, he bit his lower lip and dared not speak any more.

"Do you still praise other men?" Shao Jing was a little slurred because he had the flesh on the side of his neck in his mouth, but he didn't show mercy.

In the end, Song Yan shed tears and gasped for breath while leaning in his arms.

The next day, everyone in HE looked at the obvious marks on the little boss's neck, and all looked up at the sky.

Captain is so ruthless.

Song Yan covered his face with a mask, and pulled the collar of the sweater to the top to suppress the constant steam.

The four-row match still needs to be played for six days. The AB groups alternately compete, and the HE points are in the A group.

Before the first game, the commentator explained with some regret that HE's Xiaobai could not participate in the fourth row due to a hand injury, and the substitute 121 replaced him.

At the scene, the fans of HE heard the news and immediately became noisy.

They hadn't received this notice before the match, and their acceptance of 121 was limited to the double row. They suddenly replaced Xiaobai and joined the fourth row. Even if there was a reason, they couldn't suddenly accept it.

At this time, the most stressful thing is 121.

Lu Ziye, who was sitting next to him, adjusted the headset and pushed the water towards him after struggling for a long time: "Hit well."

"Strive for the C position..." He glanced at the captain's expression: "The position next to him made his debut."

121 was still in a heavy mood at first. After all, the four rows are different from the double rows. The fourth row has the highest gold content. After hearing Lu Ziye's words, his heart suddenly became brighter.

It was meant for him, wasn't it?

Shao Jing glanced at the two of them and smiled silently.

In any case, the championship is still theirs.

On the first day of the four-row competition, HE still won the first place in the first day of the group stage with a crushing situation. 121 played a perfect state that had never been seen in WEG, and many old fans of HE accepted it with tears.

Many CP fans who have just come out of the sadness of Xinglu CP decided to press their heads/amateur CP.

On the third day, the Group A group stage ended, HE ate three chickens, and undoubtedly won the first place in the group stage.

The scene of the second half of the winter finals on the sixth day——

It was still the familiar commentary on Coriander and Banjie, and the two were still very excited.

"I really want to be that host now." While preparing for the game, Coriander was already thinking about the post-match interview.

Speechless for half a quarter, he answered: "The fight hasn't started yet."

"But your male god has a partner, how do you feel?"

"Probably because the old mother is gratified..." Coriander recalled the situation when she was rejected by Xingshen: "It's really great that he is dating someone."

Song Yan who was sitting in the audience watching the game: ...

Coriander dish was spoken out, and because the final was broadcast live on the whole network, it quickly became a trending search, and people speculated about what the object of the spirit was.

Several professional players who knew the truth shed tears of regret—although they were individuals, they were not good people.

Because of the word coriander dish, when the second half of the four-row final was in full swing, there was a lot of enthusiasm for picking up Xingshen objects on Weibo.

The first person to whip the corpse was the photo of the ring sent by Xingshen. The time was Christmas Eve, and the place was Xingshen's room in the HE base. From this, it can be seen that this person is very familiar with everyone in HE.

Before that, Xingshen posted a Weibo about coming out of the closet.

Some "enthusiasts" posted a Weibo account of a former Xingshen fan, suspected of being a club executive.

Everyone searched along Weibo and found that all the content was invisible.

Someone touched the official blog of Huazi Entertainment, and found that the official blog actually liked this person's Weibo a long time ago.

Therefore, what this person said on Weibo is likely to be true.

The one that was taken out and chewed again and again was the recording of Xingshen eating chicken with the very dishy little brother before. Hearing the voice was young, he must be Xingshen’s boyfriend!

After all, except for the boyfriend, everyone really can't think of who Xingshen would say this--this game is too difficult to make.

When everyone was looking for the owner of this mysterious Weibo, the chief executive of Huazi Group suddenly posted a Weibo.

Weibo content is a pair of rings, because it is a high-definition enlarged picture, everyone can clearly see the names of the two people engraved on the ring.

yan&jing

jing&yan

I also gave Aite a HE_Hang by the way, boss husband, come on for the game!

Weibo is boiling!

Huazi Group is currently one of the best enterprises in China. Its entertainment industry and real estate industry can be said to spread all over the country, and Huazi Entertainment is just one of them. .

Then, all of this seems to make sense. Song Yan, the heir of the Song family behind the Huazi Group, was once lucky enough to catch a glimpse of him. He tried to find any photos of him, but he couldn't find them. He was only known to be young and manly. Qing Leng, although now has an entertainment company under his banner, but there has never been any scandal.

The president of the fan support club who had seen Xingshen and his boyfriend before was stunned. The masked brother has such a long history, but luckily he didn't chase him back then.

Fortunately fortunately.

Fans are boiling, what kind of fairy love is this?

Judging from the screenshots of the president's Weibo, he has been secretly in love with Xingshen for several years, and even formed a club and team for Xingshen.

It wasn't until a few months ago that the two had a real intersection.

It's a pity that they won't be able to see the next content, but this doesn't stop them from crying for such a fairy love.

The president has been secretly in love with the male god of e-sports for many years, and finally he has achieved the right result.

Whether it's a secret love that can't be seen, or a person of the same sex, no one has the confidence to say that they can do it.

Following the phrase of coriander dish #他的目友是人，真很好# was on the hot search together, and #他的例句是一个神秘小哥#, stunning love, I’m overwhelmed.

In the last game of the finals, Fang District, HE-Hang ate the chicken in the last game of this winter game with a beautiful Jedi counterattack, and won the championship of the fourth row of this game without any suspense.

On the player's bench, Lu Ziye and 121 embraced excitedly. The former was really excited, while the latter took the opportunity to rub each other's shoulders twice.

Fu Shu tried to open his arms in vain, but was stared coldly by the captain.

Wronged.

Then he embraced with Lu Ziye and the others, and was glared at by 121 inexplicably.

Pay book:?

It's fine if the captain stares at me, but the kid also stares at me?

At the end of the game, the host invited the champion team to the stage to give their acceptance speech as usual. Six people wore black uniforms and walked from the competition seats to the interview seats.

"Congratulations to HE for winning the championship again!"

"Let's shout our slogan!! HE's awesome! Xingshen is awesome!" the hostess was very excited.

Shao Jing looked at her silently and took the initiative to take the microphone.

The beautiful host looked at this young and handsome man who had created the myth of e-sports with a full face of admiration, and was about to ask a question.

In the next second, the man held the microphone in one hand, pulled off the ring around his neck with the other, put it on his left ring finger, and knelt down on one knee.

There was an uproar.

Shao Jing looked at the camera with a gentle expression. His hands were shaking slightly because of the high-intensity competition, or it might be because he was too nervous.

Under the stage, Song Yan's eyes suddenly turned red, and he stroked the ring on his left hand, then took it off and changed it to his ring finger.

Like all fans, stand up.

"E-sports doesn't need love—" Shao Jing paused, "I used to think so."

"For me, e-sports is a dream and an honor. To stand on the world stage under the national flag. I have already done it, and I will continue in the future."

"But now," he lowered his head and chuckled, some of the audience were silent and some were in tears.

Before the establishment of HE, those foreign teams had ridiculed the Chinese team for being cowardly, incompetent, poor, and unworthy many times in international competitions.

Later, HE returned all these words to them.

For game enthusiasts and e-sports enthusiasts, HE is their myth, and Xingshen is the man who created the myth.

"I don't know if the champion of the winter competition is qualified enough—"

"Enough!!!" someone yelled.

Shao Jing naturally couldn't hear it.

"Yanyan, would you like to marry me?" He hesitated for a moment, then added: "Or, marry me and go home."

After finishing speaking, he stood up, bypassed the cameraman, bypassed the host, walked from the stage to the audience, and took a few steps slowly. Across an e-sports stage, Song Yan took off his mask with tears streaming down his face, and waited. The man walked up to him.

Fortunately, they were sitting in the seats of family members, not far from the stage.

The audience screamed, followed by a collective silence.

They looked at the man again and knelt before the other man.

"Will you marry me? I've ordered the ring, with our two names written on it, engraved together..."

Song Yan didn't speak, he squatted down, hugged the person in front of him in this posture, and kissed his side face with his head tilted.

"Okay." He replied in a low voice, in a voice that no one else could hear.

There was sobbing all around.

The fanatical Weibo that I just swiped suddenly stopped updating.

The host on the stage held his own microphone at a loss, and Fu Shu grabbed the microphone: "Then what, congratulations to the captain, congratulations to the captain, and congratulations to the captain on his wedding hahahaha."

Team coach Fang Zhiqian, who was also invited to the stage, smiled, and team manager Shen Hua grabbed the microphone and shouted: "Ah, ah, Xingshen and the little boss are real! My CP is too sweet!"

Fang Zhiqian looked at him with a smile, and said in a low voice: No prospect.

Lu Ziye looked at the manager silently, and then grabbed the microphone: "You guys are in a relationship—why are you doing this, shit!"

"You are also a man..." 121 muttered beside him.

Lu Ziye glared at him: "I want to do the same!"

121's eyes lit up, but the other party ignored him.