I heard that my ex-boyfriend is my new teammate

"To tell you the truth, I think I can renew the contract for another two years because of Boss Xia. What a goddamn good boss this is. From today onwards, I will be a pure Xia Chuan, and there is no sugar for treating kidney deficiency!"

Ruan Nuonuo picked up the prawns from the hot pot and quickly threw them into his mouth, his face was so happy that he shed tears on the spot.

Although half of the tears were scalded by the shrimp.

Jiang Yinan rolled his eyes at him speechlessly: "Roll, do you like it? You are the meal ticket of Wuli Xia, you are a scumbag!"

"Hmph," Ruan Nuonuo whispered, "If Lao Xia is a small change, then I will be greedy for him."

"..." Jiang Yinan's brain froze for a moment when he heard the words, and he said dryly, "I've reported it to you, and you're going to make a yellow stone hammer."

Jiang Yibei couldn't stand the noise, so he stuffed a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs into his younger brother's mouth, "The best South player in the game, eat more tonight, don't sneak out like a hamster on the balcony to eat snacks in the middle of the night."

Jiang Yinan wanted to say, not only did I go to the balcony to eat potato chips in the middle of the night, but I also met Xu Yanbing next door who also slipped to the window to eat spicy noodles in the middle of the night, staring at each other while eating snacks.

If it weren't for the lack of distance, both of us are going to have a two-person party to project and exchange stock snacks, and you will be paralyzed when you sleep.

But he quietly glanced at Jiang Yibei's profile, swallowed and chose to eat obediently.

Shen Qiuming glanced at the box next door blocked by the moving door without leaving any trace, and said to Ruan Nuonuo earnestly: "Fuck, we haven't reached the level of father-son affection that we can eat together with you at the end." dinner."

There are only two people in the box next door, the boss and the coach of KWC, having a date and dinner, and they are very happy.

"Offending a boss who is easy to bully is equal to offending a coach who is not easy to mess with." This is a well-known general theorem in the KWC club.

Deer just retired and changed his job to become a coach. It's not that he converted to Buddhism in the black mirror and never killed. Your deer god is still your deer god.

It is self-evident what the captain of the team means, Ruan Nuonuo hoarse resentfully, he still understands the point of stopping losses in time.

But half a minute later, Ruan Nuonuo complained in a low voice unwillingly: "Kangkang's boss's life is like a TV series, a nightclub with luxury cars and tender models, the plot is ups and downs, and the tide is high. Only our boss Xia is like it every day." Like a good boy..." Turning around the deer god.

All he's ever met is some fucking shit by comparison.

There are lemon fruits on the lemon tree, and I am the only one left under the lemon tree.

Ruan Nuonuo didn't want to admit that he was sour.

Luo Beichen put the peeled sweet shrimp into his wife's bowl, and said slowly: "But Lao Xia can make your salary fluctuate."

Be careful that misfortune comes out of your mouth.

"..."

Ruan Nuonuo decisively raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, I shut up, isn't the food on this table delicious?"

Jiang Yinan had a small appetite, so he had to stop his chopsticks after being fed half a bowl of rice by his brother, took out his phone and looked down to scan for a while.

Scanning the latest news of the summer season on the screen, the corners of his raised mouth sank slightly, and his eyes gradually became unfriendly.

Holding the phone in his hands, Jiang Yinan muttered mockingly: "Heh, we won the game and the public opinion was one-sided in an instant. The trolls started crazy diss today's MT meal operation so quickly."

"What do you mean by 'this kind of rookie team, I can do it', Meat was so fierce today that I almost exploded my head into watermelon juice, okay? Damn, are all mobile phones so smart now, and pigs can slap words?"

Flipping through the comments, the more annoyed he became, Jiang Yinan couldn't help cursing at the phone screen.

"If you win, your parents are still alive, and if you lose, your family tree will go to heaven." Shen Qiuming calmly drank the barley tea in his cup, and said calmly, "You have to get used to it, and then forget it. Who didn't come here in those years?"

The youngest player in the KWC team, South, has always had the most unstable mentality. He is superficially well-behaved but actually flammable and explosive.

Without even thinking about it, Jiang Yinan retorted: "My father Chen!"

"……Hold."

Hearing his son's impeccable perfect score answer, Shen Qiuming was momentarily stuck.

Debut is the pinnacle, and my boyfriend always seems to be in the high light moment, but he has never fallen to the bottom.

But educating children.

He gently nudged Luo Beichen, who was sitting next to him, with his elbow, and pouted his lips: "My son's father, tell me a few words."

Luo Beichen sighed helplessly when he heard the words, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Actually, when I first went to HK, all my teammates were more optimistic about Emperor, the breakthrough player who competed with me for the starting position."

"Emperor is local, and I am Chinese. North American players prefer who will start and who will be on the bench. I don't tell you, you can guess."

Luo Beichen's tone was flat, without any ups and downs.

"Trolls go everywhere regardless of nationality, not to mention Emperor himself is ambitious, he was willing to give up another team and transfer to HK."

When he said this, he paused, took a sip from the water glass in his hand.

Jiang Yinan couldn't help leaning over to ask: "And then?"

"Then, there is no more after that—"

The tone of the man's words suddenly rose slightly at this moment, secretly revealing the joyful mood in his heart, but it was immediately suppressed tightly.

Playing with the cup, Luo Beichen concluded lightly: "I think it's noisy, and I never let the Emperor get up when I put him on the bench."

At this point, the North American e-sports circle's overwhelming slander, insults and provocations against Kun, a Chinese player, seemed to have been given some kind of freeze-frame magic, and everything came to an abrupt end.

Jiang Yinan blinked his starry eyes, and looked at Luo Beichen with admiration: "My father, Chen, is so awesome!"

Then he suddenly turned his head to look at his captain, and said with joy, "Mother Shen, look at you! Look at dad again! Don't be ashamed!"

Shen Qiuming: "..."

Look at the fart!

Looking at it horizontally and vertically, he is my man and your father!

Luo Beichen raised his eyebrows, and added lightly: "This b has repeatedly lost training matches with me, and calls me solo every day, which is annoying."

Shen Qiuming gave him a sharp look: "Comrade Chen Duxiu, do you have thorns on your stool?"

Luo Beichen: "..."

Because my career is too good, it becomes a case of my wife's failure in educating children... that kind of thing.

"Tsk."

Mr. Luo is also very troubled by this.

After his teammates had almost finished their dinner, Shen Qiuming got up and went to the bathroom.

When he was walking back after washing his hands, he was suddenly stopped by a tall man who was leaning against the window of the corridor and blowing the wind.

Before Shen Qiuming frowned and said something, the other party quickly took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, skillfully shook the torn corner, and in a blink of an eye, he produced a new cigarette and handed it to him.

Looking up at the person who came, Shen Qiuming was slightly startled, and then put the cigarette back with a smile: "I'm sorry, my wife is very strict about this, so I quit."

Hearing the words, the other party took away the cigarette cleanly, put it in his mouth, and squinted at him with a half-smile: "Old Shen dog, let me fart your mother, how many years have you two been separated, where is the daughter-in-law? Isn't it new?"

"Tut tsk tsk," Shen Qiuming looked at the other party with disgust on his face, "Xiao Laogou, if you are jealous that I have a wife, just tell me, don't tell me you didn't know about the commotion when Ah Chen returned to China."

Although he is not in the same e-sports circle, he is also a professional player. Shen Qiuming really does not believe that Xiao Heng, an old fox, is not aware of the news that Luo Beichen has moved to the Black Mirror country.

"Oh, what are you talking about, daughter-in-law—"

Xiao Heng shook his unlit cigarette butt, lazily leaning against the wall and replied, his lazy and hoarse voice was indistinct in the summer wind.

"It seems that fake wine is harmful to people, but you won't get drunk like this if you have a peanut."

"I don't have time to listen to your explanation. The old driver is about to start the car. Let Ning have a fart." Shen Qiuming put his hands in his trouser pockets, and rubbed the floor with intricate marble patterns with his toes.

It is rare for acquaintances to meet each other, but now is not a good time to reminisce about the old days.

Shen Qiuming felt a little restless in his heart.

Xiao Heng was one of the few insiders who knew about that incident back then, rationally he didn't want Luo Beichen to meet him at this moment.

"I'm just curious," Xiao Heng said slowly with a meaningful smile on his face, "Do you want to reunite with him for real, or do you just want to take revenge on someone?"

"Or treat him as a tool to help you win the championship, and throw it away when you're done using it, and don't pester him. This idea doesn't sound too bad. I really have your old Shen."

"..."

A flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and then Shen Qiuming's complexion sank instantly, his thin and white jaw tightened, and his eyes were so indifferent that it was hard to see any emotion.

He snatched the unsightly cigarette from Xiao Heng's mouth, crushed it slowly and carefully at his fingertips, and shook the crumbs mixed with shredded tobacco into the trash can next to him. An extremely dangerous breath.

The corners of his lips parted into a sharp arc, his dark pupils stared at Xiao Heng condensely, Shen Qiuming paused every word in a sullen tone: "Old Dog Xiao, are you courting death?"

"Relax old Shen, I'm just curious," Xiao Heng said innocently with a blink of his eyes, unaffected in the slightest, "After all, in terms of the objects involved at that time, it can be regarded as—"

As he spoke, he raised his wrist, pointed his finger at the moon outside the window, and randomly drew a rough outline. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he looked back at his best friend in front of him with a smile.

"This big vengeance, are you right?"

Shen Qiuming clenched his fists tightly and tried to take a deep breath to dispel the momentary thought of throwing Xiao Heng out of the window.

Xiao Heng has always done a flawless job in proving that he is the biggest revenge king, perfectly achieving both physical and spiritual killing.

It's just that the biggest regret is that he chose the wilderness, while Shen Qiuming was in Black Mirror, otherwise putting these two in the same e-sports circle would be a battle of gods every day.

"Don't care about his business," Shen Qiuming lowered his eyes, and replied mockingly to the other party, "I'm not low enough to be like you, and I'm obviously incompetent but I can only vent my anger on others."

"Whatever," Xiao Heng shrugged indifferently, with a calm expression, "Just as a good brother, I still want to remind you again to find out what you really want."

He then asked again: "Oh, by the way, does your wife still know about that? Don't play yourself off in the end, old Shen."

"Old Dog Xiao, I'll make you numb." Shen Qiuming endured it, and finally cursed.

Luo Beichen rejected the information that Tang Yanqing wanted to pass on to him on the spot that day, and still hoped that Shen Qiuming would tell him himself one day.

Although he seemed to have vaguely noticed something, the truth was too... unbelievable.

With his arms crossed, Shen Qiuming raised his jaw and said arrogantly: "I don't want to fall in love and have a sex life, so don't fucking torment me. You are alone, and I want to give out wedding candies."

Xiao Heng raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Who told you I'm single?"

Shen Qiuming sneered: "Who is blind who would fall in love with you?"

Xiao Heng asked back: "Otherwise I'd be so idle that I would find you to match up?"

The corners of Shen Qiuming's mouth twitched slightly: "I thought we met by chance."

"It's a chance encounter," Xiao Heng nodded, "So I'm here to warn you, don't just try to bully my wife."

Shen Qiuming: "Huh?"

Xiao Heng: "Oh, I forgot that you always like to bully other people's wives—"

"Fighting and racing to get hair done, I am the big brother of Zero Circle, my name is Shen Qiuming, and I speak for myself."

"Fuck you," Shen Qiuming spat at him, "Don't say there's nothing, give me some hints?"

Xiao Heng: "The kid who lives next door to you, in the wilderness."

Shen Qiuming: "Oh, that little wolf dog is fierce, irritable brother."

Xiao Heng: "He has an owner, the little milk dog that I pre-arranged, don't touch it."

When Shen Qiuming heard this, the corners of Shen Qiuming's mouth rose crazily and frankly.

"Tsk tsk tsk, old dog Xiao, you are a real dog."