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

When Lu Feng opened his eyes again, it was already noon the next day.

He frowned to adapt to the strong sunlight in Europe, and soon realized that his arms were warm. It turned out that Chuya was sticking to him, motionless, and seemed to be still fast asleep.

He pulled out his arms to hug Chuya, his muddy brain finally started to function again, but he only remembered that his forehead burned like a pain after drinking two glasses of wine last night, and what happened after that was only a blurred picture .

Winter's gaze gave him a moment of peace. Last night's non-stop news, hot searches, and overwhelming trophies seemed to be far away from him for the time being. He turned sideways and wanted to hug Chuya tighter, but But the soreness immediately surged up from the muscles all over his body, which made him a little stunned, and suddenly realized that many parts of his body were inexplicably aching.

The sharpest tingling came from his shoulder. He turned his head in doubt, and opened his already loose neckline to have a look—there were several scratches on the back shoulder, which made him stunned on the spot, and even doubted I was scraped on the bed by ten muscular men.

He didn't think about what was going on, but Chu Ya gave a vague hum and rubbed against his arms, and then the other party opened his eyelids to look at him for two seconds, then buried his head and pretended to sleep, with a very guilty look.

Lu Feng was even more puzzled, couldn't help poking Chu Ya's cheek with his finger, and asked, "Ancestor... what did you do to me last night?"

Chuya raised her head when she heard the words, and asked, "...what?"

Lu Feng touched his shoulder and said, "My whole body hurts... especially my shoulder. God Chu didn't do anything to me while I was sleeping, did he?"

He never cared about Chu Ya's frequent rants about going against him. Instead, he was happy to see Chu Ya's resentment, but it didn't mean that he could think that Chu Ya would really attack him.

"Honestly, did you move me?" Lu Yan smiled, wanting La Chuya to get up, "God Chu wants to counterattack so much?"

However, before he finished speaking, Chu Ya suddenly grabbed his collar and started to strike directly. The two fought and rolled around for several times before Lu Yan managed to catch Chu Ya's fist. : "Why is brother Chuya so fierce?"

Chu Ya rode on him and crushed him to death, and said, "What did I do to Team Lu? Team Lu doesn't know? I just drank some wine and lost my mind. I bullied you all night and forced you to pay back. If you don’t want to take it out, you want to just sleep like this, and you’re tormented so badly that you won’t admit it when you wake up?”

Speaking of which, Chu Ya let go of her hand and asked, "Do I need to compensate the road team for double the whoring money?"

Lu Yan opened his mouth, and the fragmented picture in his mind suddenly became complete, which made him nervous: "I...forced you?"

After all, Chuya was obviously talking about him.

Chuya replied, thinking about it: "No. Didn't I do something to the road team?"

Lu Feng quickly grasped Chu Ya's waist, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to secretly lift the corner of the opponent's clothes and take a look at him—although this action was quickly interrupted by Chu Ya, Lu Yan still saw Chu Ya clearly. Some traces, I couldn't help but ask: "...I made it?"

Chuya replied: "You little bastard did it."

Lu Yan laughed, and gradually his Adam's apple twitched: "I remembered...Later, God Chu still hugged me and begged me to say no, didn't he?"

Chu Ya looked at him condescendingly. Although his ears were red, his expression didn't change: "Duge Lu remembers wrongly, right? My whole body hurts at a young age, and it can make people die, don't you?"

"That's the effect of alcohol." Lu Yan got up and hugged Chu Ya, sniffed the back of Chu Ya's neck, and said softly, "And...it's really been too long."

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

He wasn't sure if he had a good grasp of the speed, and Chuya replied confidently: "Of course it hurts, and it's not very comfortable at all...!"

"...Oh." Lu Yan blinked secretly, pretending not to understand, "...Then, let's not—"

But before he finished speaking, Chu Ya rubbed his hair indiscriminately and interrupted him directly: "No."

Lu Feng asked, "Why not?"

The other party hesitated for a long time but did not answer, so he had to say: "You are not allowed to refute."

Before the match, they didn't have the time, let alone the energy, to be distracted. Fortunately, after the match, there was a long enough rest period, and of course Lu Yan stopped teasing Chuya, but touched the back of the opponent's neck and said softly: "Okay. I will pay back what I owe to God Chu, okay?"

Chu Ya stuck to him, her voice was vague, and seemed to be a lot happier: "Well..."

Lu Yan hugged him for a while before taking out his mobile phone with one hand, glanced at the message sent by the team leader two hours ago, and asked, "Are you hungry? The team asked us to wake up and go to the restaurant on the top floor to eat alone. Gou Yue Reimbursement in person, and he also said that he would be free to return to China at the end of the year after he had finished his work."

Lu Yan talked about the interview itinerary for the next few days, but Chu Ya was absent-minded, just leaning on his shoulder, neither moving nor answering.

It took half a minute before Lu Feng realized something was wrong and stretched out his hand to prevent the other party from hiding: "...so God Chu is so energetic?"

The other party buried his head in his shoulder and did not speak, which made him feel that the temperature of the air conditioner was too high. Finally, he couldn't help but grabbed Chu Ya's waist and pressed the other party against the bedside: "A quick fix?"

The other party nodded and looked at him, with another kind of stubbornness on his red face: "What is a quick fix?...As long as it takes."

Lu Yan took a deep breath and couldn't hold back anymore: "...you said that."

The curtains were still tightly covered, even if Chuya regretted it in a second, and immediately covered his face with his arm and begged him to turn down the light, he just held down the other party's wrist and did not agree to any further request.

***

After dealing with various interviews and filming, and comforting the other two teams that came together, the whole team plans to return to the base in Shanghai in three days.

It's just that before leaving, Chu Ya took a look at one of the top three hot posts on foreign forums, and she was still not very happy.

The first floor of that post was a P-picture, with photos of Lu Feng and UnFair, and the content was to review the several confrontations between the two in the finals, as well as the classic confrontation on the last day.

Among other things, the oriental boy with thick eyelashes and cold eyes and the talented player with blond hair and green eyes and fierce expression on the screen always look like a good match.

Chuya would unconsciously ask anyone who caught him: "Why do I keep seeing this picture these two days?"

That was originally one of the pictures used by the official e-sports media when they released news, but now it can be seen everywhere.

But the teaching assistant was full of doubts: "This composition is very common. Doesn't VPL often put Guan Cen and Lu Yan on the same picture?"

Chu Ya was speechless. Every time he saw Lu Fen approaching, he couldn't help but slip away. He didn't admit the grievance in his heart until Lu Fen caught him in bed at night. Teasing: "Why is God Chu different from UnFair? It stands to reason that Yu Chen, Guan Cen and I are closer?"

Chu Ya replied quite naturally: "Nonsense. Xiaoguan and the others are straight...UnFair is not."

Lu Yan was stunned for a moment, and asked, "He's not a straight man...? How is it possible?"

——UnFair, not to mention coming out publicly, no one questioned his sexual orientation at all, but Chu Ya did not doubt his judgment at all: "He is definitely not, and he intends to get close to you on purpose."

Seeing that Chu Ya was so determined, Lu Yan froze for a second, so he could only hug Chu Ya in his arms, and carefully began to think about how to tell Chu Ya a fact—in fact, the photographer had asked for his opinion before, and he didn't take it seriously. Then he answered casually, "You can send all my photos to the official for publication", and this is the exquisitely composed two-person P picture.

Chu Ya didn't realize that something was wrong with him, but instead began to think about how to respond to UnFair's previous provocation before leaving, so that Lu Yan could only hug him and rub his neck and quietly lifted his clothes, thinking whether he had become bad, While making up his mind - he will tell Chu Ya the truth until he eats it in his mouth.

***

The next day, the team was about to leave France.

Chu Ya was pissed off by Lu Feng all night, and he couldn't resist and could only be gagged while being pissed off. He didn't let go of Lu Feng until he saw many teams coming to check out at noon, and wanted to find UnFair to test the other party again. the meaning of.

But unexpectedly, the other party came over first and asked for his contact information, with a reluctant expression on his face: "...you won't retire next year, will you?"

Chu Ya probably understood what he was thinking, and immediately replied in English: "Of course not—I will win you again next year."

UnFair sneered, not knowing what he said, so Chu Ya had no choice but to ask Lu Feng to come over to translate. On the surface, Lu Feng was gentle and decent, but in fact only he knew that he was trying to convey it: "UnFair said he appreciates your hostility towards him, By the way, I want to ask you some tips about... falling in love with teammates?"

Before Chu Ya understood the meaning of this, UnFair had already turned coldly and went back to find his teammates and coaching staff——the winter sun was warm, when Chu Ya watched UnFair walk towards ToHim, he suddenly looked at ToHim from the other side's face. Noticing something in the subtle expression changes on the Internet, he opened his mouth in surprise.

Lu Feng saw him not moving for a long time, and asked him, "What's wrong?"

He came back to his senses, couldn't help lowering his head and smiling: "You'll know when the time comes."

After finishing speaking, he even added a comment on UnFair: "I was the one who said it seriously before, but actually UnFair is a very respectable friend."

"???" Lu Feng's confusion reached the extreme for a moment, "Then God Chu was so angry last night that he kept hugging me?"

Of course Chu Ya didn't admit it, and was forced to go socializing by the coach as soon as he let go. The whole team quickly completed the formalities and prepared to return to Shanghai. Only Ou Yue bid farewell to everyone temporarily, but before he left, he still raised his eyebrows confidently and said : After finishing these things, it will be Christmas, and I will be free by then. If the situation is optimistic, I can stay until the end of the Spring Festival when I return to China.

The implication is to make the players ready to play with him.

All the team members wanted to destroy their labor contracts on the spot. Only Chu Ya was always gentle with Ou Yue, nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Ou, when you come back, I will play with you."

Ou Yue didn't hide his excitement, let alone how Chu Ya planned to take him to play. The two parties were at the entrance of the bright hotel, and the others began to have instinctive concerns about Chu Ya's fate. Quite aggrieved, he asked Lu Yan: "Why don't you believe Mr. Ou??"

However, Lu Yan hooked his shoulders and pushed him into the car, leaving only one sentence that almost made him feel even more wronged: "Hey, just remember to come to me if you cry when the time comes, and I'll help you get rid of his 120 million worth of money." watch~"