Doggy players have no desire to survive

"Sir, do you want to poke God Zhou's face?"

Shen Yao turned his head to look at the person who was talking to him, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment. The young man took off his sunglasses a little bit, revealing a pair of black eyes with a smile, and a few strands of golden-brown long hair scattered under the brim of his hat.

The young man pointed to his cheek, and smiled slightly: "Contestant Sunny, the real Zhou Shen is here, you can poke as much as you want, what's the matter with orgasm in front of a plastic doll?"

Shen Yao: "...Are you courting death?"

"No, I still want to get an autograph from Sunny." Zhou Zheng put on his sunglasses, "To be honest, I am a fan of Sunny. I would like to ask Sunny, how good is Zhou Shen's technique?"

Shen Yao's face darkened: "What do you think?"

"I think it should be excellent." Zhou was wearing a mask, but Shen Yao felt that he was laughing, "Because Sunny's cry at night shows that he is very comfortable."

"...I might feel more comfortable if I beat you up." There was a sentence in Shen Yao's heart that MMP didn't know whether to say it or not.

"Hit me? How do you want to hit me?" Zhou Zheng quickly pulled off his mask, and then Shen Yao's mask, quickly imprinted a kiss on his cheek, and reached out to rub his light red lower lip, "Do you want to hit me here?" ? Then help me press a 'gun' first?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to suppress it yourself." Shen Yao sneered, lowered his head and bit Zhou Zheng's finger, the roots of his ears were red, but still trying to save face, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and lightly tapped Zhou Zheng's fingertips, teasing him stiffly. he.

Zhou Zheng took a deep breath, and repeatedly reminded himself that there were many bacteria if he didn't wash his hands, so he barely restrained the urge to mess with Shen Yao's mouth with his fingers.

This scene was so undead that it was seen by the clerk who wanted to come over and ask the customer what they needed.

The clerk is a female college student who came to work during the winter vacation. A few days ago, she was holding a loudspeaker at the gate of EG, wishing Zhou Zheng and Shen Yao a happy marriage for a hundred years and an early baby, and got Zhou Zheng's wink.

The girl held her face and screamed: "I got it for real!"

There were quite a few customers in the store, and they all turned their heads to look over.

The people who came to the EG official peripheral store were all EG fans, and the most customers belonged to the PUBG division at this time, and Zhou Zheng and Shen Yao hadn't had time to put on their masks, so there was no suspense about being recognized.

—Like two little sheep caught in a pack of wolves.

Zhou Zheng: "..."

Fuck, play off.

Shen Yao pulled Zhou Zheng's arm, "Run!"

The backs of the two were photographed by fans of Haoshi, and posted on Weibo with text, and posted on the official blog.

Poor Chen Meiyi, who was idle browsing Weibo, sprayed a mouthful of Coke on the keyboard, scrapping her new Hello Kitty mechanical keyboard.

On the very high-resolution square picture, two youths who also wear black peaked caps are holding hands with their backs to the camera, and there are four large characters below with a punctuation mark——

slip away.

Chen Meiyi tapped the keyboard angrily.

Can't you fucking stay away from fan life? !

The keyboard makes an innocent sound, it's a pity its owner ignores it.

The silver Porsche parked low-key and quietly in the alley, Zhou Zheng dragged Shen Yao to his car, held his chin and kissed him deeply, and did not let him go until Shen Yao was out of breath.

The fluffy black hair covered the sensitive light-colored scar. Zhou Zheng brushed the ends of Shen You's hair, gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "You have learned how to flirt, right? Huh? Did you know that my husband came by car and wanted to play with the car?" ? The little wolf cub is quite rough."

Shen Yao sneered back: "I can't live without you."

Zhou Zheng grabbed Shen Yao's shoulders, crossed the gap between the driver's seat and the co-pilot with his upper body, and was about to kiss those two pale red lips.

Then someone knocked on the window.

Zhou Zheng let go of Shen Yao, and opened the window angrily: "Who is it? Do you have a sense of public morality? I don't know if you disturb someone's love and get kicked by a donkey..."

A word "?" got stuck in his throat.

The young traffic policeman looked at him kindly outside the window, "Sir, all I know is that there is a fine for parking illegally."

Zhou Zheng raised his forehead: "...how much is the fine? I'll give my brother double the amount. Don't disturb us discussing the harmony and success of life?"

"No, brother." The traffic policeman lowered his head and wrote the ticket, tore off the thin white paper with a "squeaky" sound, and handed it to Zhou Zheng, "You need to go to the local traffic team with your driver's license to apply, or you can choose to apply online."

"Okay, thank you brother." Zhou Zheng stretched out his hand to receive the ticket, muttering non-stop, talking to the traffic policeman very familiarly, "Hey, I don't think you are very old, have you got a girlfriend yet?"

The traffic police were silent.

He has been on the job for more than two years, and he has never seen such a gentle and friendly car owner who violates the rules.

But two years of work experience reminded him through intuition that there is a fraud here.

He hesitated, but chose to answer truthfully: "No."

Zhou Zheng nodded clearly: "Well, I guess you don't have it either. If so, you can't understand why I stopped here for half a day and risked getting a ticket without moving. After all, I have a partner. You know, sometimes the object has sex, it doesn't matter the occasion, especially like to play with their boyfriends... um... what are you doing... um..."

Traffic police: "..."

I see you want to go racing, but I don't know what to say.

Shen Yao covered Zhou Zheng's mouth expressionlessly, accepted the ticket for him, and apologized to the stunned little traffic policeman: "I'm sorry, we'll leave right away."

The silver sports car disappeared into the night, and the traffic police haven't recovered yet.

"The co-pilot just now... seems to be a man, right?"

Could it be that the woman is in the back seat?

Engage in 3P? !

The little traffic policeman hugged himself and shivered in the cold January wind.

Their people's public servants can't find a partner, but the rich hug each other.

What a fucking downturn.

Zhou Zheng stepped on the bottom line of the speed limit all the way back to the base. As soon as the car was parked in the underground parking lot, Zhou Zheng let go of the steering wheel, grabbed Shen Yao's collar and bit him on the lips.

Shen Yao was dragged by him and almost fell into the cab. He supported the back of the chair and barely broke away from Zhou Zheng's hand, "Why are you crazy?"

"I miss you crazy." Zhou Zheng laughed lowly, hugged Shen Yao's waist, and let him sit on his lap.

Shen Yao supported Zhou Zheng's shoulders with both hands, and could only spread his long legs and sit on him. The indecent posture made him a little embarrassed, especially the color of the film pasted on the front windshield was lighter than that on the car windows. Someone walking past the front will likely see what's going on inside.

Zhou Zheng's hands lifted the hem of Shen Yao's clothes irregularly. The trouser waist of the team uniform is an elastic belt, but the step of getting to know the belt was omitted.

Shen Yao was trembling because of a pair of warm and callused hands, so he could only lean on Zhou Zheng's body, gasping for breath, and let the other party take off those layers of cloth that were in the way of his body.

More than half an hour later, Zhou Zheng, who had satisfied his appetite, was refreshed. He hugged Shen Yao, whose legs were weak, got off the car and entered the elevator, and swaggered back to the dormitory to sleep.

Professional players have the same seven-day annual leave as the society. Years ago, everyone booked their air tickets one after another. Under the urging of their parents, they went back to meet the blind dates of their seven aunts and eight aunts, and complained to each other in the group.

Zhou Zheng closed the chat software and sighed: "A small criterion for identifying a true brother - never worry about how to end the chat, and run away after chatting."

"That was chatted away by you." Shen Yao glared at Zhou Zheng angrily, "Look at your last sentence in the chat box, does that seem like something a human can pick up?"

"Why doesn't it look like that?" Zhou Zheng really looked at it for a long time. In the large group of professional players, the chat records were still frozen on Zhou Zheng's last sentence. The most sincere blessings cannot be given to the single group.”

Shen Yao felt that these single dogs wanted to send Zhou Zheng the most sincere curse.

Because even he couldn't bear it anymore.

At this time, Chen Meiyi called the two to come to the office, and wanted to talk to them about the Valentine's Day themed perfume endorsement after the year.

Zhou Zheng responded with "Okay" and walked to the elevator with Shen Yu, "It should be that the script was sent over there. Before I go home for the holiday, I can quickly change it if there are any problems. The filming will start after the next year." .”

Standing in the elevator, Shen Yao looked at Zhou Zheng through the mirror, and suddenly asked: "Are you really not going home during the Chinese New Year?"

"Back to what? Didn't I tell you to go home with you?" Zhou Zheng smiled, "Besides, what's the relationship between the two of us? I have to meet a parent, right?"

By the way, let's see who is bullying Shen Yao, he has to give Shen Yao a place.

"Then what about your own parents?"

"It's okay, anyway, they don't want to see me very much, and I don't want to go back. The bus in Nanjing... Tsk, it's hard to explain, it flies too low, and I can't stand still." Zhou Zheng thought of his hometown, and suddenly felt a toothache, "New Year's Eve The buses before and after, it’s like changing the bus arrival notification to the flight notification.”

Shen Yao was puzzled: "Don't you have a car?"

Zhou Zheng covered his eyes in pain: "Hey, I'm telling you, just in case, I mean just in case - your mother will introduce you to a blind date in the future, and when you run away, don't drive your own car, leave the car in the hotel, Taking a bus or taking a taxi is the best choice. I was inexperienced for the first time, and I encountered a traffic jam half way through the road, and was caught by my sister back alive.”

Shen Yao frowned: "Did you come out with your family?"

"Out." Zhou Zheng spread his hands, "Many people my parents know have more than one son and their sons are crooked. The result of this bourgeois luxury and corruption that does not affect the inheritance of the family is... huh ,You know."

Shen Yao: "...I don't understand, thank you."

Are times so open now?

Parents still find boyfriends for their sons? !

While talking, the two had arrived at the manager's office. After all, it was a lady's office, so they couldn't be too casual. Zhou Zheng knocked on the door honestly, and waited for Chen Meiyi to say "come in" before pushing the door open.

Zhao Huachao was sitting on the sofa, holding a stainless steel thermos cup, and nodded to them when he saw the two coming in.

"The coach is here too." Zhou Zheng greeted Zhao Huachao, and sat down directly opposite him, half of the team's secrets did not avoid Shen Yao, "How is it? Are there any good kids in the youth training team recently?"

"Not yet." Zhao Huachao shook his head, "One of them can enter the second or third team, but compared with the first team... it's far behind."

Shen Yao looked at the two of them in turn, and asked suspiciously, "Are you going to find a substitute for the first team?"

As soon as he interrupted, Chen Meiyi came to her senses: "Don't be in such a hurry, right? It's because one of you has a hand problem..."

Chen Meiyi couldn't continue.

Hand injuries are the most common and most frustrating in the e-sports circle.

"Ms. Chen, please be reasonable." Zhou Zheng laughed dumbfounded. He picked out his ears, blew on his fingertips, and said casually, "I am 28 years old, and I have a flower in my youth - look, I am the same age as me." Yes, either retired from live broadcasting, such as Lao Xie; or retired as a coach, such as Lao Yang... In this way, the oldest active player in the circle should be me."

Shen Yao hesitated, and asked: "Then...how long can you fight?"

Zhou Zheng looked at him without blinking, smiled for a while, and stretched out his hand to touch his face, "As long as you want, I can stay with you until the day you retire. I don't care if I'm the starter or not. I'll be your substitute."

Shen Yao was stunned for a moment, his face flushed, he raised his hand to slap Zhou Zheng's paw away, but Zhou Zheng withdrew his hand first, squeezed his wrist and screamed for pain, his handsome facial features were wrinkled.

"You..." Shen Yao was taken aback, and planned to pat Zhou Zheng's hand, which froze in mid-air.

Zhou Zheng wailed in pain: "It hurts... hiss... it hurts to death..."

Chen Meiyi and Zhao Huachao were also frightened, and quickly surrounded them.

Shen Yao didn't care about other things, and forced Zhou Zheng's hand to give him a massage, "Don't hold it, and go to the medical department later..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhou Zheng's smile that he hadn't had time to hide.

Shen Yao: "..."

Zhao Huachao: "..."

Chen Meiyi: "..."

Shen Yao threw away his hand, and said darkly: "It hurts to death, forget it."

"You have nothing to do, why are you always molesting people?!" Chen Meiyi originally called them here to talk about endorsements, but Zhou Zheng was so angry that she forgot all the secrets of endorsements, sponsorships and substitutes to Java, and pointed at the exit of the office intolerable He shouted: "The door is over there, please be kind!"

Zhou Zheng coughed dryly, scratched the back of his head and rolled away.

Captain Zhou asked himself, was he molesting just now?

Can't count?

How can this friendly communication between teammates and emotional connection between couples be called molesting?

After introspection, he casually pulled a staff member passing by, hooked his shoulder to pass on his experience: "My friend, remember, when you are in a relationship in another ten or twenty years, after playing hooligans, you must remember to act like a baby. It is best to wait for the other party准备揍你之前就喊痛，装得很委屈，如果他是真的爱你，就会犹豫迟疑，只要他开始犹豫不决，你就可以往他怀里拱，蹭来蹭去说喜欢，然后Not only do you not have to be beaten, you might even be able to cheat a kiss."

The staff who unfortunately passed by: "???"

May I ask, are you wishing me to get out of singles as soon as possible, or are you cursing me for getting married and having children later?

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Staff: But what did I do wrong innocently?