Please stop the behavior of the king of vinegar [e-sports]

The bathroom was dimly lit, and Chuya looked at her face in front of the mirror.

The smile after joking with Lu Yan just now has dissipated on his face, leaving only a pair of real, tired eyes.

If I remember correctly, more than half a year ago, this face was full of the unique depression of an Internet addicted teenager. One late night, he delivered the last takeaway order, entered a black net with three dollars, and came out after smoking in the toilet. The moment he faced the mirror, he didn't quite recognize himself.

Messy hair, stubble that hasn't been shaved for a long time, a zombie-like complexion, and when the corners of his mouth are forced to smile, his bloodless lips are willing to have a few dry and cracked red marks, making him at least look like a living person.

At that time, even he himself did not remember how many times he fell into despair in his life. As soon as he closed his eyes, he could see the back of Xie Ting turning away, the skinny boy in the ward waiting for his life, and the distant , The arena that has been away from me for several years.

Like many people, he is only in his 20s, and he is no longer living for himself.

So at that time, his biggest source of pain was never forced by life, but he knew more and more clearly that he could no longer return to the high-spirited arena of the year.

However, some people recognized him from tens of millions of players just by his voice, and some teams accepted everything from him, believed in him, and entrusted him with important responsibilities.

He was resurrected here, so he didn't want such a good team to suffer any unprovoked attacks or even conflicts within the team because of him, so these days, he has been working hard to ease the atmosphere.

In front of the foggy mirror, Chu Ya clenched his fists and adjusted his expression so that he still looked normal. Even now, the story seemed to have signs of an endless loop.

During this period of time, he still hasn't been able to restore the previous relationship with his teammates who get along day and night, and the change of owner of Wave TV is almost a foregone conclusion. If the team is affected by some kind of influence and performs poorly in the World Series, the result can be imagined.

What's more, in a place like the e-sports circle, the collapse of the team's relationship may not require any legends about the team's dispersal or the boss's withdrawal of capital. It only takes one game, and it is enough for a group of people to part ways.

So if something really happened - Chuya was sure that he would only be more annoying.

"Fuck, what are you thinking about." But he still smashed the washcloth towards the mirror, quickly dried his body and put on his clothes, thinking, why scare himself, no matter how much he blamed himself, he wouldn't be like this.

After a while, he found the angle of his smile, opened the bathroom door, and prepared to go to sleep.

At least now he still has a love partner who is 180cm*18cm, and if things go wrong, it is considered a way out - no matter what happens, there will always be Lu Yan to hug him, and it is not a hopeless situation if the sky falls.

Thinking of this, Chu Ya barely relaxed and walked out, while wiping her hair, she asked, "God, what are you looking at?"

Under the light, the other party's gaze was fixed on the screen of the mobile phone in his hand, and the arc of frown between his brows was unusual.

Hearing that he didn't answer, Chuya continued, "What did you say you wanted to read just now? I didn't hear clearly—reading world classics, so serious?"

Lu Yan raised his head, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and it took several seconds for him to make a sound: "I just said, I want to see what you wrote on Renren..."

The surroundings were silent for a moment, while Chuya was stunned, she instinctively lowered her hands and put down the towel.

They have been busy with competitions and training recently, and he hasn't touched this app for a long time.

What did you write before?

what did i write

Countless words began to dance around Chu Ya's temples, and it took him only half a second to remember that he didn't write anything at the time, it was nothing more than... how rich Lu Feng was, how easy it was to get it, and how he didn't like him , How do you want to take advantage of the opportunity to fall in love with the other party and take advantage of it.

When compiled, it should be named "100 Quotations of Dead Tsundere Classics". In the days when the emotions were the most exciting, Chu Ya was probably blushing in bed and heartbeating, and at the same time, she was talking to herself in the status bar and swiped several times in a row. Lu Yan seems to be very rich" and "it will definitely not lose money if we talk about it" and other nonsense.

In short, if you don't admit it, you really like it.

At that time, he looked at the ring given by Lu Yan in his hand, and he had already started to roll all over the bed, imagining the scene of the other party's beautiful hand wearing the wedding ring poking in and rubbing - so the words in the log column were pure fucking fart.

However, they are black and white, and they really exist.

Even in a sense, this kind of private thing seems to be more representative of people's inner voice.

So for a moment Chuya felt a buzzing in her ears, and she didn't know how to explain it.

At the moment of extreme panic, he tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart, holding on to the last sliver of luck, he said silently in his heart, don't believe it, don't believe it, it's time to test your title of "Peerless Attacker".

Even if he knew that he was capricious, he hoped that Lu Yan would take the initiative to end this misunderstanding.

But the other party looked down at the screen and didn't speak.

This kind of silence spread around, and in just a few seconds, it brought a sense of suffocation from the sea water, flooding Chuya's chest.

So after a few seconds, he probably understood.

So he quickly pursed his lips, and began to think quickly about how to apologize and explain.

"I didn't expect..." Lu Feng also said at this time, "It turns out that God Chu..."

The lights were a bit dazzling, Chu Ya felt his heart constricted violently, he knew how lost Lu Feng was, so he had a series of sorry words on his lips.

He even thought about how he would cry and beg for forgiveness when Lu Yan asked him to break up - but he didn't know why he would suddenly clenched his palms in the next second, and his legs went against the command of his brain. In that silence, he made the exact opposite action.

***

The cold wind of winter night was blowing, and by the time Chuya realized it, he had already run out of the team base, and the scenery that replaced him was a not-so-familiar street.

"...Fuck."

Taking advantage of the moonlight, he looked down at the canvas shoes he stepped on casually, and the thin layer of dark blue cotton pajamas on his body. He always felt that he was worse than the homeless man who rummaged through the trash cans on the street.

Although Shanghai is in the south, the winter night is still freezing to the bone marrow. He shivered, his eyes and cheeks were red from the cold. Fortunately, an empty taxi passed by him in a short while—the driver deliberately slowed down Driving speed, ask him where to go.

"I'm going to Yangpu to take over the shift." The other party said proactively, "Cut along the way?"

Chuya fished out his pocket in embarrassment, but he didn't expect to find 50 yuan in change, so he quickly opened the car door and hid in, his voice trembling with cold: "...By the way, I'm going to find a friend of mine."

The car restarted, the driver recognized his accent, and changed into standard Mandarin: "Young man, are you from out of town?"

Chu Ya sat in the back row with her arms shivering from the cold, her head lowered, and her voice was like a mosquito: "...um."

The air conditioner in the car was heating up, so the driver threw his overcoat to him while the speed was not high: "Why do you wear such a light?"

Chu Ya was hit by the clothes suddenly, and after a few seconds, he stretched his arms into the sleeves of the clothes from the front, and said in a low voice, "I had a fight with someone..."

The driver savored the words, and suddenly realized: "Did you be driven out in the winter like this? Is it our little girl from Shanghai?"

"..." Chu Ya smiled helplessly, "It's not good to blacken the local girl like this."

"Hey, I understand." The driver sighed, "I'm used to it at home, but my heart is not bad. You will be fine if you go back early tomorrow."

While talking, the driver asked him where he was going, but he didn't explain any more, and soon closed his eyes and leaned back on the seat, not wanting to think about anything, but just told the driver a familiar place name.

The author has something to say: ah, it’s not all like that, it’s all the routines you know (), this should have been updated continuously, but things have been delayed recently

There are continuous updates on Saturdays and Sundays, and the desire to survive is extremely strong

Probably this month will finish the text

I want to write ABO in the new text, but it doesn’t seem to have any effect without the ABO setting. It’s just that it’s not bad to play games on the university campus, learn to fall in love, and it’s just that the new text Xiaoshou who is an e-sports major can let him join? 2333

In the future, I plan to save a rough full text to avoid work and various things. New articles can be collected in the column first. Little angels can come to wb to communicate with me if they have other things. After the end, there may be a collection of settings class to play

感谢在2020-06-1503:58:25~2020-06-2001:13:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of pond carp;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!