The captain is flirting again [e-sports]

When Nuo Zhong drove out from the garage, what he saw was the irritable Qi Han standing obediently by the side of the road with an unlit cigarette in his mouth and a beige coat in his arms.

The hair is still inexplicably a little messy, like a golden retriever.

very cute.

He chuckled, parked the car in front of Qi Han, and leaned forward to help him open the car door.

Qi Han got into the car, the heating blowing towards his face dispelled the cold that would be frozen into ice cubes after standing outside for a few minutes in winter, he found a comfortable position and curled up on the heated seat, rubbing his head on the pillow After rubbing his head, he turned his head and saw Nuo Zhong staring at the coat in his hand with questioning eyes.

Qi Han's heart skipped a beat, and countless questions Nuo Zhong might ask next but he didn't know how to answer—"Isn't this the clothes I gave to the lady at the front desk? Why are you here? It's coming back?"

"—Ah, where did I hang this clothes at noon, the heater in the NG building is too hot, I just threw it away and forgot, on which hanger did you find it?"

Qi Han, who was about to take the initiative to admit his mistake: "?"

Qi Han suddenly felt that he didn't need to admit his mistake: "..."

Not only did he not have to admit his mistake, but he also found that he had actually misunderstood Nuo Zhong's Qi Han: "!"

He couldn't control it, and quickly lowered his head to cover up the slight curvature of the corner of his mouth.

The boy was originally very handsome, but at this moment, his thin lips were lazily pursed, a little sexy and a little ruffian, a few messy strands of hair scattered unruly on his forehead, cutting into pieces as deep as a black hole. eyes.

As the corners of his mouth curled up, a little light suddenly leaked from his eyes.

Added some humanity to an arrogant boy.

Nuo Zhong couldn't move his eyes.

Qi Han secretly had enough fun, and when he raised his head to return the clothes to Nuo Zhong, he met his gaze.

Before Qi Han could speak, his heart skipped a beat: It's over, the snickering was discovered.

Nuo Zhong didn't watch enough, and his heart skipped a beat: It's over, peeping was discovered.

The two laughed at each other awkwardly but politely at the same time. After the dry laugh, they found that the atmosphere became more rigid, so they turned their faces away silently at the same time, one concentrated on driving, and the other concentrated on carrying the clothes.

The air was quiet for a few minutes, and suddenly Nuo Zhong's cell phone rang.

He glanced and saw that it was Fang Cheng calling, so he directly turned on the Bluetooth to answer.

"Are you leaving?" Fang Cheng's voice came from the phone.

"Just left."

"I heard from Bai Xinxiu that Gu Luo stutters, right?"

Qi Han turned his face to look at Nuo Zhong, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Isn't it because of stuttering that I can poach him from ENC? What? Discriminate against the disabled?" Nuo Zhong laughed, "It's enough to play the game well, so why care about it."

There was silence for a while, and then said, "No wonder, Gu Luo has such a good record, but ENC only allowed him to play two games last year. I wanted to ask you why, but Bai Xinxiu told me first. To be honest, Gu Luo is a The reason for stuttering is much better than what I guessed. It’s not that the other teams had language barriers because they didn’t seek foreign aid, but they practiced a lot of games before they could achieve a tacit understanding that can be coordinated without giving a signal with words. "

"Nuo Zhong, there are still two weeks left in the regular season, and there is not much time left for you to practice coordination. Have you ever thought about what to do if there is a deviation in communication and understanding during the game? Gu Luo doesn't play many professions. The worse result is that he can't speak when he is nervous, so how will the game be played?"

"Regular season..." When the red light came on, Nuo Zhong glanced out of the window, and suddenly chuckled, "Can't we use the regular season for practice?"

"..." Fang Cheng was silent for a moment, and then said, "Okay, I won't say anything more if you think it's okay. We will officially announce his joining next Monday. You should hurry up and practice in the past two weeks. Go tell Yue Qiyang. By the way, and Qi Han..."

Qi Han squinted his eyes comfortably and yawned half-yawned by the heating: "?"

He snapped his mouth shut, and just about to respond subconsciously, Nuo Zhong suddenly pressed his fingertips against his lips and made him a silent gesture.

"Child Qi Han, oh, I don't know what to say, even if I tell him, he won't listen. In the team, he only listens to what you and Yu Meng say. You often talk about it in his ear when you are in the team. Don't mess with the rhythm, every time you get a small advantage, you have to give it away. I don't believe that he can't listen to you every day if you listen to him-oh yes, and you, don't mess with the live broadcast tonight Rhythm. The S10 season is about to start, and NG is the focus, so don’t make any big news.”

Fang Cheng lost track while he was talking, Nuo Zhong turned the steering wheel, and replied, "I know, I know, you reminded me the day before yesterday—Old Fang, I have a bad memory and drink more melatonin, eh, yes, I Mom just bought a box for my dad and my dad threw it in my locker. I'll bring some for you next Monday. Don't be polite to me about our relationship..."

"Beep, beep..." The phone was hung up, and Nuo Zhong glanced at the black screen of the car monitor, and continued, "This man, seeing how kind I am to him, I really don't appreciate it at all. "

Qi Han: "..."

"Don't argue with Lao Fang," Nuo Zhong suddenly said to Qi Han after a while, "He really wants to do your best."

Qi Han was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, Nuo Zhong continued, "But this menopause has a bad temper, and he is almost forty and there is no one who can temper his temper. This is good, I can only come to NG every day to vent my anger .”

"I didn't," Qi Han moved a little uncomfortably in his seat.

For you, I will not fight against him.

"Lao Fang's era of e-sports was not as important as it is now. Others see it as a low-end industry. He has never played professionally in his life. The enthusiasm and dreams of his youth are all pinned on us. We hate iron but not steel. Ah - but he is also, why not give birth to a baby and teach him to play games from the womb, other prenatal education is ABCD, his baby is FirstBlood, DoubleKill, and the higher end is Ace. Or consider me a godfather , I will send him a NobleSon id, or NoblePrince, referred to as NP Niubi. When the big screen at home is played, he will be the brightest star."

Qi Han: "..."

Originally, in the first half of the sentence, after finally listening to Captain Nuo say something nice, why did he accidentally take a detour again.

"——Lolo, what do you think?"

Qi Han thought for a while, "It's pretty strong, both awareness and operation are very good. The adaptability to the game is also good. At first I could use Neeko's second skill to deceive him, but later it became very difficult. He will target the opponent. His characteristics and habits change his combat strategy, and therefore make it difficult for the opponent to defend against."

Nuo Zhong smiled and said, "It's rare that Qishen can give such a high evaluation to a person. I also think he is pretty good, and I started to pay attention to it during the LPL regular season last year-then how do you think he is better than me?"

Qi Han thought about it seriously again, "There is still some gap in the lane, and this game is just solo, I don't know how his team battle is, let alone," Qi Han looked at Nuo Zhong's profile, "Captain, you are also In the command position, professional players can reach your overall strength... I don’t know of any in China.”

"Exaggerated," Nuo Zhong chuckled, "I know of one."

Qi Han was puzzled, and after thinking for a long time to no avail, "Who is it?"

"'Canyon Killing God', we play wild."

Qi Han was startled, his face turned a little red, and he shook his head hastily.

"Don't be modest," Nuo Zhong parked the car in front of a community, his eyebrows and eyes frowned, "What the captain says is what he says. Go home and see you the day after tomorrow, 'Canyon Killer'."

Qi Han's face became even hotter, and he got out of the car as if fleeing.

Nuo Zhong watched Qi Han enter the community, but the moment he turned his face back, it was as if the face of Peking Opera had changed. Prudence is not like the oppression when Qi Han was forced to question before, but after looking at it more closely, this is more like his original appearance.

He stepped on the accelerator, but just when he turned to turn to the main road, his brain suddenly buzzed, and his consciousness went blank for a moment.

Nuo bit the tip of his tongue again, slammed the steering wheel, and slammed on the brakes to stop on the side of the road again.

He was picked up by inertia, then dropped back into the seat with the help of the seat belt.

After the blankness of the brain is the dead silence of the whole world.

Nuo Zhong slowly let go of his hands on the steering wheel, closed his eyes, and leaned his head back on the chair weakly.

It was only when Qi Han walked to the door that he slowly realized that Nuo Zhong's coat had been carried all the way by him, and he was about to go home with him.

He stood there thinking for a while, and felt that Nuo Zhong must have left, and it was very likely that he had forgotten that he still had the coat, so he opened the door and walked in, deciding to return it to him on Monday.

Because he was in a hurry to cook, he put Nuo Zhong's coat on the sofa as soon as he entered the door.

After walking into the kitchen, he felt that something was wrong, so he turned out and took the coat into his room, picked out a hanger that seemed to match the coat, hung it up carefully, adjusted the shape of the coat, and smoothed out every wrinkle. No.

He paused again when he walked out of the room, and suddenly remembered that he couldn't hang Nuo Zhong's expensive-looking overcoat with his own clothes that might still smell of cigarettes, so he turned around and went back to the room, and took off Nuo Zhong's coat. Clothes, went to the storage room and found a portable mobile drying rack, wiped it clean, and hung the coat on it.

Qi Han stood there staring at a beige coat standing alone in the middle of the bare hanger for a while, feeling very satisfied.

He went back to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, scanning the rows of ingredients like a teaching director, and finally picked out the ribs student in the back seat.

The scent quickly permeated the whole room along with the sizzling sound of the oil pan under the meat, and even the empty living room seemed to be smudged with a layer of softness and warmth.

The hot air came out from the cracks in the pot lid, and formed a thin layer of mist on the cold window. When looking at the scenery outside, it seemed that the whole world was blurred.

At that moment, Qi Han felt that he didn't belong here.

Not here, not of this world.

As soon as Qi Chen walked to the corridor, he smelled the fragrance overflowing.

He moved his nose, then opened the door expressionlessly.

The table is already full of dinner, pork rib soup with green vegetables, and steaming rice.

He entered his house, put down his schoolbag, sat down at the table and ate in silence.

Qi Han has been smoking in the house, and has no reaction to the sound of the door being opened and closed with a click. Living under the same roof can be indifferent to the return of another person, or the two are so close that they don't need to talk to each other. Either gestures to express welcome, or indifference, knowing each other's indifference.

Qi Han glanced at the time, it was 07:30, and Nuo Zhong reminded him in the afternoon that he hadn't watched his live broadcast for a long time—but he still didn't plan to watch it today.

There is a live Nuo Shen in the team, and it’s okay to sit in front of him and watch him play a hundred or eighty games, why bother to join in the fun with a bunch of women who have nothing to do all day long and become nympho when they see Nuo Zhong? The barrage of marriage proposal and blind date is really sad to watch.

Qi Han was smoking a cigarette, scrolling the mouse on the computer boredly, and just clicked on a live broadcast website, a line of shocking characters suddenly appeared on the top of the home page - NG Nuoshen Weibo fans broke 500 million, what kind of benefits will there be tonight? broadcast? ?See you at NobleKing at [-]pm! !

He couldn't hold back, and clicked on the hot column that took up one-third of the computer screen. As expected, the page immediately jumped to Nuo Zhong's live broadcast room. There have been tens of thousands of comments below. Some asked Nuo's husband to sing, and some Those who asked Nuo's husband to take off his clothes, and some even asked Nuo's husband to reveal his relationship status, if he didn't have it now, he could do it before.

I don't even know if Nuo Zhong has ever been in a relationship, why should I tell you, Qi Han cut his heart, then glared at his dishonest right hand, and decisively clicked the fork on the top right of the screen.

He clicked on another video website, and scrolled down to the game live broadcast area. The videos on the homepage were all Nuo Zhong's past live broadcast reviews.

[Nuozhong Kasha took down the dragon with one pick and four, worthy of the world's number one ad! 】

[Nuoshen strikes again, is there a King who loves you more today? 】

[Nuoshen S9 Season Top 10 Operations: Sivir's first-level online double kill! 】

[Female fans don't enter—Nuoshen's prosperous beauty with God's hands, whoever sees who vomits blood! ! 】

Qi Han's eyes lit up when he saw the first four words of the last title, and he felt relieved. Finally, someone knew how to stop Nuo Zhong's fanatical wife fans. Congratulations, congratulations, he clicked without hesitation. go in.

— After five seconds, he backed out without hesitation.

Damn it, Qi Han took a deep breath of the cigarette, are these people illiterate or is he illiterate?

Qi Han felt that it was still suitable for him to concentrate on smoking.

So he concentrated on smoking for a while, guessing that Qi Chen had almost finished his meal before preparing to eat again by himself, but he didn't expect that after he casually opened the door, he still met Qi Chen who was about to go to his room.

The smokers who have been locked in the small room for a long time can't wait to squeeze out the door to release themselves. The strong smell of smoke makes Qi Chen smoke enough second-hand smoke. His eyebrows frown slightly, and his eyes flash However, still adhering to the principle of "eating other people's short hands", Qi Han politely but unfamiliarly nodded his head to say hello, then walked around him and continued to walk in, not wanting to stay in Lingering for a second in the smoke.

Qi Han suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Are you fighting with someone again?"

The words are interrogative sentences, but the tone is affirmative. If you listen carefully to the ending, there is a bit of teasing that has nothing to do with you.

Qi Chen was startled, and subconsciously covered his right eye.

There is half a bluish purple on it.

"It's not like I haven't had these injuries before," Qi Han sneered, lowered his head and glanced, but out of an instinctive reaction, he covered the injury for a second, and then looked at him frankly with "None of your business" written all over his face. The younger brother with four big characters waved his hand, "I'm really too lazy to care, you'd better know it yourself."

Qi Chen didn't say a word, opened his arms and walked away. There was a loud bang when the door was closed, and the smoke activists in the air seemed to be frightened and trembled collectively.

Qi Han stared at his back until he disappeared, squeezed a sneer from his throat, ate the leftovers hastily, packed up the dishes and walked out of the house.

The author has something to say: Am I the only one who thinks the terms "we play jungler" and "our ad" are ridiculous! !Every time I play a game, my heart almost melts when my friend says "Save our ad" and "Save our ad first" in the voice.

Qi Han (disdain): There is a live Nuo Shen in the team, and it is fine to sit in front of his face and watch him play a hundred or eighty games, why bother to join in the fun with a bunch of nympho women all day long.

Actually.

Promise to play the game again.

Qi Han sneaked his head out from the side of the computer to look at it for a while, or hid behind the curtains while smoking on the balcony to take a few careful glances.

Occasionally, Tang Kairui, a child with ADHD, accidentally caught a glimpse, and he even gave the child a fierce look.

Qi Han in secret love: I am too difficult.

Tang Kairui, who didn’t eat enough dog food and was beaten up by his idol: It’s even harder for me, wow——