His home attack always doesn't let him pretend

Qi Youhan's hand strike was when both sides had 3% of their blood, and Yue Mo didn't realize something was wrong a few seconds later. The master's move took only a moment, no matter how fast Yue Mo reacted, he still hit the move.Fortunately, You Han was not killed.

Then the two figures stopped moving.

The players who watched the game were already cursing madly in the game.

"Hit? Why not?"

"You Han knew that he was going to lose, so he didn't move?"

"I'll go! It's so exciting to watch."

"I've taken off my pants, so why don't you show me your affectionate gaze?"

"beat, beat, beat"

"The two of you don't move together, so you won't fight and hit the bed."

But no matter how noisy the players were, the two characters didn't move anymore. Five minutes later, both Qi Youhan and Yue Mo left the fighting state, and the system judged the two sides to be a draw.

The ring finger and little finger can be bent normally again, Qi Youhan withdrew his left hand, looked at the results of the game, and naturally saw the comments.Helplessness and helplessness became a mountain pressing on his head at this moment, not because he didn't want to move, but because he was powerless.

"Are you still playing?" Yue Mo asked as the second round was about to start.

Qi Youhan shook his head, he was really scared.

And he also had calculations in his heart. Yue Mo said that he didn't want to win without fighting, and he didn't take advantage of others in the first round. If he fought in the second round, he would lose. Although it will be divided equally, it is still one thousand more than the second one.

The two characters were automatically sent to the ring, Yue Mo saw that Qi Youhan was holding his left hand and remained motionless, and said "Oh", "Then I'm not welcome."

"what?"

Before Qi Youhan could react, he saw Yue Mo tapping his fingers, controlling the characters in the game to greet You Han unceremoniously, just like Lao Lai who owed him 800 million and would not pay it back.

Hearing just a few bang bang bang bangs, Youhan was beaten into a dog eating mud. Qi Youhan has never been beaten in such a embarrassing and embarrassing posture since he started boxing a few years ago.

Especially during the ten months when he changed his vest and moved to the amateur competition, he won the glory every time, and was honored by the players as "elegant son". The name is a bit rustic, but Qi Youhan likes it in his heart.

As a result, this "elegant gentleman" was beaten like a sandbag so that his face was down and his butt was up.

What's worse is that Yue Mo's bonus is gone after such a beating!

Qi Youhan's eyes widened suddenly: "Hello!"

Yue Mo replied ignorantly: "What? Your hand hurts again?"

"Stop hitting!"

"Why don't you play? There are bonuses."

Qi Youhan was so blocked that he didn't know what to say!

Looking at the comments in a blink of an eye, it is really colorful and everything.

"Ahahaha, Mr. Elegant died so beautifully!"

"What's wrong with You God today, someone kicked his ass?"

"Master Elegant gracefully poured out a shit-shit."

"Finally it's not Youhan who won the first place, eom played well."

Qi Youhan's flesh hurts.

He didn't have any major flaws, he only loved face, liked to pretend to be aggressive, and was desperate for money. Seeing that the image he had built for ten months was ruined by a dog chewing mud, and his bonus was reduced by a thousand, his heart was bleeding, and his face turned paler.

Yue Mo asked again meaningfully: "Why is your complexion worse than before?"

Qi Youhan said stiffly: "It's nothing."

Even if Yue Mo helped him deal with his left hand before, Qi Youhan didn't want to talk to him now.Pushing away Yue Mo, he walked towards the toilet.

"where to?"

"Internal urgency."

Yue Mo killed You Han in twos and twos, and hurriedly followed Qi Youhan into the bathroom, asking after him, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay!" Qi Youhan didn't want to lose face in front of Yue Mo, but today he had a handicap and was ridiculed by netizens, and he didn't win the championship. Thinking that the food expenses for the next month would be lost, he kept smiling on the surface, but in his heart Not to mention how anxious it is.

"Didn't it kill you because I opened the account?" Yue Mo asked, his tone was already confirmed.

"Say no, am I such a stingy person?" Qi Youhan knew that in the final analysis it was all because of his disappointment and that he shouldn't bother Yue Mo, but it was strange to say that he was usually very tolerant, and his temper control skills were so good. It's full, but when it comes to Yue Mo, it's like being blocked.

But can he really get angry with Yue Mo?cannot.

That's why he used the excuse to go to the toilet, so as not to put all his grievances on Yue Mo, making him seem particularly stingy and embarrassing.

Yue Mo didn't solve the urgent need for the time being, so he leaned against the sink and chatted casually with Qi Youhan: "That's good, I thought you were angry."

After waiting for a while, before Qi Youhan could reply, he asked again: "You didn't say you were in a hurry, why didn't you pee?"

Qi Youhan glanced at Yue Mo, he just wanted to avoid Yue Mo to adjust his emotions, and his internal urgency was just an excuse to speak casually.But it was impossible for Qi Youhan to tell the truth to Yue Mo, so he could only climb along the pole that Yue Mo handed out, walked to the urinal, and untied his belt.

Qi Youhan had nothing in his bladder, so he brewed it and squeezed it out.When others "sing" it was rushing water, loud and bright like a waterfall, but his "singing" was not very pleasant, segment by segment, the voice was still low, as if there was something shady about it.

Boys, they have played this kind of game when going to the toilet. Comparing who takes longer, who is louder, who is louder, who is louder, you are awesome, otherwise, it just won’t work.

So while Qi Youhan was squeezing, his heart was also broken. Fortunately, it was just a childhood game, and no one could compare it like this when he grew up.

But Yue Mo is not.

After Qi Youhan shook himself off and tidied up neatly, Yue Mo suddenly put on a look of sympathy: "Listen to your song, you can't do it."

Qi Youhan: "..."

"Kidney deficiency?"

A middle finger, "My kidneys are very good! Seven times a night, singing and dancing every night."

Yue Mo couldn't help laughing, seeing that straight middle finger, he suddenly realized that his own middle finger was about to move too.

"You look so good when you're angry."

Fuck!

*******

This boxing amateur match came to an end with EOM first and Right Han second.

Qi Youhan, who returned to his seat, repeatedly confirmed his ranking, runner-up, runner-up, runner-up. Thinking of the pitifully small bonus of 1000 yuan, he turned off the computer and went home to sleep.

The house that Qi Youhan rents is in a good location, right in the city center, but the conditions are not so good. The old-fashioned Shikumen is only 8 square meters in size. The bathroom has been remodeled, and every household has it, but the kitchen is still shared. That’s it. Conditions, but also 1500 a month.

If it wasn't for the fact that the owner of the Internet cafe had a close relationship with him, didn't charge his Internet access fee, and the house was close to the Internet cafe, Qi Youhan wouldn't have rented this place.

The 8-square-meter house is really too simple. For Qi Youhan, this is a place to rest. He is very satisfied with the roof to prevent the rain and the wall to block the wind.

In the whole room, except for some small appliances, there is only a bed, a table, and two folding chairs.In terms of decoration, there are probably only posters on the wall and two yellowed newspapers left.

The newspaper was pasted on the bedside. The one on the left had an interview with Qi Youhan, a reporter from an e-sports magazine. At that time, six members of their team won the runner-up in the Boxing Fighter International Team Competition. It is the highest honor Qi Youhan has obtained in his career.

But the newspaper on the right is shocking. After two years, Qi Youhan could recite the report verbatim-"Due to strategic differences, there was a conflict between mmmy's captain and vice-captain, and the famous e-sports player Qi Youhan was shot and injured. He accidentally cut off his two tendons, this accident made Qi Youhan miss the boxing finals two months later, and his career may end prematurely."

Looking at this report again at this time, Qi Youhan's mood is still complicated. He raised his palm to the newspaper, thinking of the day when the tendon in his hand was cut, the blood gushed out of his palm, and he couldn't stop it. Severe pain, seeing rolled out palm flesh, ruptured blood vessels, bloody fragments, shattered glass slag and wine bottles, and blood all over the floor, but without the sensation of those two fingers, he couldn't feel it. Seeing those two fingers, it seemed that they were just two decorations hanging on the palm of his hand.

Deep despair, so desperate that he once thought that this life would be wasted like this.No one can return to the e-sports circle after a broken hand tendon, even if he seeks medical treatment in time and the hand tendon is reattached, even if he desperately recovers, if he wants to return, no one else will want him.

That is to say, from that day on, Fu Sheng replaced him as mmmy's captain.

Everyone said it was an accident. If Qi Youhan hadn't found fault with Fu Sheng, the two would not have had a dispute, and such a tragedy would not have occurred.But Qi Youhan was not reconciled.Because of an accident, he quit the e-sports circle, he was not reconciled.

He will never forget the moment when his tendons were severed, every feeling, every second of pain, every look in other people's eyes, and every word he said.

All the emotions of others, such as encouragement, ridicule, sympathy, and schadenfreude, during Qi Youhan's recovery period, whenever he couldn't hold on, he would try to think back. This is besides the regret of not winning the international championship. Maximum motivation.He wants to prove to all those who support him and those who hate him that the international championship will belong to him one day.Putting this newspaper on the wall is also to remind yourself at all times, life will not be smooth sailing, you will get up from where you fall.

On the other side, after Qi Youhan left, Yue Mo also read the same report.

"Shooting and hurting people, but being cut off by yourself?"

While muttering something, Yue Mo frowned and recalled the shocking scar on Qi Youhan's hand, tapped his fingers on the computer desktop, and after a while, took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Hey, Da Lei, how are you doing recently? "

Da Lei has a loud voice, full of energy, and speaks boldly: "Come on, every time you call me to say hello, you actually have something to ask for, so just tell me."

Yue Mo was not polite: "I want to ask you to ask someone to investigate something. Is "E-sports Weekly" a newspaper under your banner? I want to find a reporter named Li Wei."

Da Lei: "Why are you looking for him?"

Yue Mo: "I want to investigate what he reported two years ago about a professional player named Qi Youhan having his tendon broken."

Da Lei: "Oh, I have an impression of this matter. It is said that Qi Youhan went to find fault with Fu Sheng. He was unlucky and injured himself. At that time, the accident was quite a sensation. What's the matter?"

Yue Mo: "Something is wrong."

"What's wrong?" Da Lei was silent for a while, "Why is it wrong?"

"You know Fu Sheng, right?"

Da Lei: "I know, the mainstay of China's e-sports industry. It has risen in the past two years, and its popularity and reputation are very high."

Yue Mo sneered: "Because of his character, he was suspended by the World Rubik's Cube Association for two years the year before last."

"Character issue... suspension?" Da Lei suddenly understood Yue Mo's meaning, "Do you think the matter of Qi Youhan and Fu Sheng is not an accident?"

Yue Mo narrowed his eyes, his tough face showed an unusual ferocity and gloomyness, the two words he spit out were silent but extremely firm: "No."