Who can stand this? [E-sports]

Gu Wenxiao's whole body was stiff, and the phrase "I am a descendant of Lei Feng" came to his lips, but Guan Tang just moved a little.

Then he pouted his mouth, and there was no movement again.

"Huh." Gu Wenxiao's tense muscles relaxed again.

He carefully picked up Guan Tang and stood up.

How... so light?

Gu Wenxiao frowned, Guan Tang didn't look short, he was so light.

He remembered that the dishes made by the aunt at the base were all too spicy, and Guantang didn't like spicy food... Forget it, let's talk to the aunt when I go back this time.

Gu Wenxiao first turned off the light in the living room while holding Guan Tang, and then turned back to the bedroom. Because holding Guan Tang was not easy to open the door, he could not help but move his hand up, but accidentally touched it... Guan Tang has the most flesh all over his body. The place.

With half of his hand sunk inside, he opened the door with difficulty.

When the door finally opened, Gu Wenxiao's face was already covered with scarlet, he put his hand in the normal position, and closed the door with his elbow.

The big light on the top of the bedroom was not turned on, but the small light on the bedside table. The light in the room was inevitably dim.

Gu Wenxiao came to the bedside with Guantang in his arms, and put him lightly on the bed. Seeing Guantang's sleeping face, he squatted down beside the bed involuntarily.

The dim light fell on Gu Wenxiao's handsome but hard-to-approach face, and even his slightly frowned brows brought a bit of tenderness.

Probably because it was uncomfortable to sleep on his back, Guan Tang turned over, hugged the carrot pillow on the bed and continued to sleep.

But in this way, Gu Wenxiao was facing the back of his head.

He sighed a little speechlessly, stood up, helped Guantang cover the quilt, and prepared to go back to his bed.

After taking two steps but turning around as if remembering something, Gu Wenxiao bent down and touched two rabbit ears on Guantang's pajamas.

Well, it really feels as good as I imagined.

"When will you think of me?"

The words were so light that they dissipated in the air almost as soon as they were spoken.

After finishing speaking, Gu Wenxiao turned around and lay down on his bed, and turned off the night light on the bedside table.

Darkness and silence returned to the bedroom.

In his sleep, Guan Tang rubbed the carrot pillow, put his face on it, and fell asleep more and more soundly in the inexplicable peace of mind.

***

Not long after Gu Wenxiao closed the game, such a Weibo appeared in the ZFB e-sports club.

[The little fairy who only pulls Xiangxiang]: [Diamond] ZFB e-sports club super talk, guess what I saw? [dog head.jpg]

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One of the screenshots is the part of Gu Wenxiao typing on the public screen before retiring in the last round, and the other screenshot is the settlement page of the game, with the game ids of Gu Wenxiao and Guan Tang circled with two red circles respectively.

Although it was close to five o'clock in the morning, there were quite a few candidates for staying up late on the Internet.

[If you stay up late, you are a pig]: What does this mean?Is my village disconnected again? [doubt.jpg]

[hhhxxx_]: Upstairs +1 [doubt.jpg]

[White Peach Oolong Tea]: Upstairs +2 [doubt.jpg]

……

[Just love it without asking]: Upstairs is a group of fake fans, I can't understand it... The qwer222 in the picture is obviously E God's trumpet, isn't his trumpet qwer111?

[Aunt does not coo]: There is one thing to say, but I really don’t know that this is E God’s trumpet. After all, isn’t E God’s nickname a beautiful man who lives in the live broadcast of his teammates? [dog head.jpg]

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[ZFB team professional class representative]: The class representative is here! qwer222 is the trumpet of God E, and it is reliable to speculate that it should be the trumpet of the new mid laner Sweet (the ids of other players in the team are not in this style + Sweet used to be called Big White Rabbit Milk Tang), so let me summarize Let’s see: God E and the new mid laner stayed up in the middle of the night, crying together in the sweet duo of the abyss. ps: What the roommate said is that they are going to play the German Cup recently, so they should live in a room in the hotel in City H. After all, everyone knows that the ZFB base has single rooms except for the duo. [Push Glasses.jpg]

[King of Sea King]: Hey, why do I have a different taste? "We're going to sleep", tsk, you taste, taste carefully. [dog head.jpg]

There are many replies to this one.

[Relying on cp to survive]: My sister, I got it too!Ah, the aroma of CP! [cat head.jpg]

[ZFB's Aunt Cooking Rice]: Do you still use delicate products? [dog head.jpg]

……

The development so far is still a normal and friendly trend, but at [-] o'clock in the morning, when a hot search named "ZFB Nakano hang-up" suddenly parachuted to the eighth place in the hot search list, things became strange. A bunch of accounts that were obviously marketing accounts followed, and the comments on Weibo became full of hostility.

[Master is the reincarnation of a gangster]: Speechless, professional players still hang up, do they have professional ethics?The two of them went to bed, so the other three teammates deserved to lose this round?Don't mention to me that this is Smash Bros. and it's not matchmaking, let alone ranking. Why don't Smash Bros. players deserve to win? [question mark.jpg][question mark.jpg][question mark.jpg]

[Playing with Yasuo is a dead horse]: A group of rotten girls are always yelling and two men get together. Is it disgusting or not?How come your family E God can rely on Kina to win the championship?Every day, what is the most potential jungler in China, who didn’t make the playoffs in the spring split, and the top four in the summer split, but he has so much potential, I’m making me laugh [grinn.jpg]

[Kneel every day in ranking every day]: One thing to say, why can ZFB get so many endorsements with poor grades?These endorsements should be given to young teams that work harder and have more potential. For example, the ZT team and the AG team that have risen rapidly in the past two years. Can the LPL be made stronger by always giving resources to these bastard old teams?Haven't been beaten on the head by Europe, America and South Korea every year... [Speechless.jpg]

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***

Guan Tang was awakened by the sound of the doorbell in the morning. He opened his eyes in a daze, and found that the small light on the bedside table was on, but there was no one on the bed next to him.

The doorbell was still ringing one after another.

Guan Tang rubbed his eyes, sat up from the bed, got out of bed in a daze, and prepared to open the door.

As a result, as soon as the bedroom door was opened, there was a "swipe" sound, and the door of the bathroom next to it also opened.

Guan Tang and Gu Wenxiao looked at each other, but in the end Gu Wenxiao looked away first and asked, "Are you awake?"

"Well, ha———" Guan Tang yawned big, "God E is so early."

Just as Gu Wenxiao was about to speak, he heard the doorbell ring again, so he said "I'll open the door" and strode away.

Guan Tang would get a bit of a headache if he didn't get enough sleep. He pressed his aching temple and thought in a daze, didn't he fight Gu Wenxiao yesterday?How did you go to bed?

Gu Wenxiao opened the door, and the coach Lu Ning was standing outside the door. He said with a smile: "Get up? Don't forget to go to the competition venue to draw lots. If you finish washing, come downstairs and have breakfast. Remember to put Guantang Cry out too."

"Okay, coach."

Lu Ning was about to turn around, as if he suddenly thought of something: "Oh, by the way, did you and Guan Tang fight in the middle of the night last night?"

"?"

Lu Ning smiled and wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but remembering Gu Wenxiao's taboo, he took his hand back abruptly, and just said: "I'm relieved if you have a good relationship."

"?"

Gu Wenxiao was full of question marks, but the coach obviously didn't intend to answer him, so he turned and left with a smile.

He went back to the room in a daze, only to see Guan Tang pulling the small bar in the living room as if he was going to sleep or not.

"Wake up, I'm going to draw lots later."

Guan Tang struggled to open his eyes, as if he didn't know what year Jinxi was: "Hmm... what draw?"

"...the lottery draw."

"Oh, by the way, God E, did I fall asleep playing a game yesterday? I clearly remembered that I was playing a game, why did I wake up from the bed this morning?"

Gu Wenxiao was silent for a while, and then replied calmly: "Oh, I woke you up and let you go back to sleep in the bedroom."

"Ah? Is that so? I don't have any memory..." Guan Tang scratched his head and tried to remember, but the memory stopped when he fought a big fight.

"I'm sleepy." Gu Wenxiao changed the subject, "The coach told us to go downstairs as soon as possible, and we'll be leaving soon."

"oh oh."

Now Guan Tang didn't care about recalling, and rushed into the bathroom to wash up.

When Guan Tang and Gu Wenxiao went downstairs, the rest of the team members and the coach had already arrived, except for the manager Lan Xi, who didn't know where they had gone.

"God E, it's a good morning to watch the Tang Dynasty." Baobao Wang greeted them while eating fried eggs, and looked at them with a slightly weird look.

Guan Tang walked to the empty seat and sat down: "Good morning."

"Guan Tang, did you and E God fight together in the middle of the night last night?" An Ze asked bluntly.

Lang Zhou next to him almost choked on a sip of soy milk: "Cough cough cough..."

Guan Tang's first reaction was: "How do you know?" But soon he found the reason himself, "Oh, I know, it's shown on the palm alliance."

Baby Wang swallowed the last bite of the fried egg, and mysteriously raised his index finger and shook it: "No~No~No~ It's not just us, the entire e-sports circle should know by now that the two of you fought together last night and went to bed together gone."

A row of question marks above Guan Tang's head floated over, and then floated back. How could he understand every word he said, but he couldn't understand it together?

"Isn't it? You didn't read Weibo?" Anze guessed seeing the confused expressions of the two.

"Weibo?" Guan Tang took out his mobile phone from his pocket, pressed the lock screen button but there was no response, "Eh...my phone is out of battery."

And Gu Wenxiao was even more confident: "I didn't post Weibo."

Anze shook his head speechlessly, took out his mobile phone and clicked a few times, then pushed the mobile phone in front of them: "Look."