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

The night rain began to fall in a hurry, as if it was going to flood every street.

Chu Yaming was flustered with distress, but he suddenly heard himself answering, "How the hell would I miss you", "I slipped my hand and wanted to call someone else", as if the person who spoke was not him at all.

In a sense, he couldn't control his expression.

Otherwise, his and Lu Feng's children might have already gone to elementary school.

"Okay, okay, it doesn't matter if you don't want me." Lu Yan's voice sounded a lot weaker, but he still didn't forget to tease him, "It's just that I will get hurt a little bit—the number one hunk in VPL with strong bones, he can bear it .”

"I..." Chuya urged herself, quickly say that you are worried about something wrong with his body, that you are so distressed that you feel uncomfortable, and that you want to comfort him with your body now - but the voice in the throat is not fucking Excuse me.

Chu Ya said, "Then, then I'll hang up."

"Yeah." Lu Yan took a deep breath, even speaking reluctantly, and probably didn't have the extra energy to tease him again, so he just said, "Go to bed early, hang up."

The anxious raindrops hit the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Chu Ya was as dumb as to be unable to make a sound. When he reacted in a daze, he really raised his hand and hung up the phone.

So the moment she came back to her senses, Chuya just wanted to chop off her precious right hand that could eat and masturbate.

A bright light pierced the night sky, and he lay face down on the bed, flopping about like a fish out of water, desperate to the extreme, and even had a thought: If only I were by Lu Feng's side...

Because he knows the mechanism of his body better than anyone else. Although he can't speak, he is quite passive. If he could meet Lu Yan face to face, he would probably be throwing himself into his arms to comfort him by now.

But there was no other way, he could only call the head coach Cui Xuezhi to find out what happened to Lu Feng.

"It's more serious, it's in the infirmary." Cui Xuezhi was also rarely serious, and told him a lot of things he didn't understand before, "I always told him to rest well and combine work and rest, but he always refused to listen, he was too competitive, and I think it’s all my own responsibility—if he does this, sometimes he doesn’t sleep for more than 10 hours a day, who will collect the body if he dies suddenly?”

"The team is not as turbulent as others think, because it is going to a dead end."

"The mentality of the team members is good, and they can still grit their teeth in domestic competitions, but there will be qualifiers and world competitions in the future. You know how high the risk is-even if it is a domestic champion team, it may directly explode when it walks out of the competition area. To deprive the team members of their right to breathe and make them swim back from the Pacific Ocean."

"Remember the two Korean teams that won the runner-up and third place in the Asian Invitational Tournament? When I went back, I formed new players and invited me to train. I dare not take it casually, for fear of affecting the mentality of the players, especially Lu Yan. I feel that he can't get the first place." He will hang himself at the gate of the team and show me."

"If you have played FPS professionally, you should also know that the overall strength of the European and American divisions is stronger than that of Asia, so every time we make appointments with them for training matches, we are there to accommodate their jet lag, which also has a great impact on the team members' work and rest... Lu Fengbi Everyone is tired."

Chu Ya walked to the French window and listened carefully, her gaze gradually sank.

What Cui Xuezhi said is indeed in line with his memory in the professional circle.

What the audience can see has always been limited, professional teams usually do not have a professional team to help the players sell miserably from time to time, and the players themselves are even less interested in saying whether they are tired or not. As "hypocritical", only the record is the only thing that can make players talk.

Although the current team's 3v4 tactic is well executed, it is the result of a few players sacrificing themselves to fight hard, and there are always hidden dangers.

Yi Huinan's heart is not here, and the rookies in the rotation are lacking in talent, strength and experience. If they go to the World Championship to start, the probability of accident is basically 100%.

After all, in domestic competitions, a certain weakness can be fooled, but in the world competition, there must be no breakthrough point, otherwise it will be fatal if caught - this kind of lesson can be said to be casually listed in the history of e-sports 100 pages without duplicate samples.

At present, the strong professional players are all under contract, and the team has high requirements. Chu Ya is on the coaching staff, and he feels that he can only get himself into the team to solve this problem.

"Oh shit……"

So he stood in front of the window for a long time, every sound of thunder seemed to remind him that your heart is still restless.

Otherwise, you could just walk away, not to mention playing live broadcasts or being a temporary analyst—it’s true that you’re short of money, but there are still several high-paying cities across the country. If you leave here, you can still earn a couple of dollars a month by delivering food. Ten thousand.

There is Su Youhang next door, and it is also easy to meet such a salary. In just two hours, you can say goodbye to the former team and the current Lu Yan directly.

But why after so many years, you still haven't left?

***

It was raining all the time, Chu Ya was holding the phone, Lu Feng's number was always on the screen.

He sat down by the window, recalling the same rainy night when he was a child, and also remembered why he became attached to games.

***

From a very young age, he was not much different from what he is now. He was a delinquent boy, an Internet addict, or a black net boss. Anyway, he was not a good person.

He couldn't tell what level of villains his parents were—anyway, after they did something bad on a rainy night and had an accident, the local radio station in the small county town broadcast the incident on a loop for two months.

Later, he grew up eating a lot of food, and he was also a cool kid without emotions.

If he can be given a title, he thinks he should be called Bloodthirsty﹎Killer God.

He can't remember how many bad things he has done, but one of the smartest and most failed ones is always imprinted in his mind, no matter how many years have passed, he will never forget it.

——The opening setting is that he was 11 years old and the Internet began to develop rapidly.

Once the new version of qq was launched, even qq shows, qq pets, and various qq games became very popular. Primary school students like him were one of the main users.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as you surfed the Internet in those days, you could see the first-generation recharge scam advertisements that recharged 1q coins for 100 yuan.

Fortunately, the computer teacher discovered that this thing was quietly popular in the school, so he taught the students how to guard against scammers-there are only three real and formal recharge channels: cash, buying a card, or using a landline to call Tencent’s recharge hotline, and directly charge from the phone bill. Rib.

Eleven or twelve-year-old children are most interested in these things.

So it didn't take long for the other students to act coquettishly with the family, get high test scores, gradually switch to QQ show, and start raising QQ pets, but the account that Chuya applied for in the computer class was bare, without any recognition.

As a result, the classmates in the class started laughing at him as usual, and didn't even let him join their "family".

As the son of a villain and a future ruthless criminal, little Chuya felt ashamed, so within two days he began to ponder how to realize his "nobility" dream.

First of all, he has to own a set of QQ show, and it has to be the kind with glowing big wings that can blind the audience. Then, he has to recharge the game to buy guns, cars, and be the most powerful on the battlefield and on the track. pupils.

But the problem is that he has no money at all - the recharge of q coins requires a 1:1 ratio of renminbi, and the two ways of cash and buying cards are not feasible. The 11-year-old Chu Ya relied on his intelligence and intelligence to take aim at No. [-] Three ways: Landline recharge.

At that time, mobile phones were far less popular than they are now. Grocery stores, food, tobacco and alcohol stores in the streets and lanes all provided paid landlines for people to use, so he only needed to save 10 cents for calls, and he could go to the store and pretend to make a phone call. , and then dialed the Tencent recharge hotline, and a huge sum of 20 and [-] yuan was obtained with one press, without mercy.

Many adults have not yet children to understand these popular things on the "Internet". When they are busy, they don't even notice what he is pressing. He has done it three or four times without missing a finger.

And he also observed and pondered all the way, and set a store called "Longxing Non-staple Food" as the main target.

If nothing else, the shopkeeper is a crippled cripple.

He is the only one running the whole store with his half-grown son, so he is easily distracted.

What's more, that shop also sells a kind of expensive chocolate. Chu Ya saw that several wealthy classmates in the class ate it. It was worth 6 yuan, which was a huge sum of money that he couldn't afford.

At that time, they distributed them to those who played well, and they also distributed them to him on purpose, but when they were put in his hands, there was only an empty package left. They were very happy to see him go from nervous to happy to red eyes.

So he planned to take advantage of this shop and kill two birds with one stone. Anyway, the shop owner was lame, so even if he found out, he would not be able to catch up with him.

——How else can you say that he is the son of a bad guy? Many things depend on talent.

So one evening after school, Chuya put on her schoolbag and waited until it was dark, then confidently went to Longxing Non-staple Food and started directly.

After giving 20 cents, he picked up the landline and recharged [-] yuan with ease. Before leaving, he reached out and grabbed two pieces of chocolate and stuffed them into his schoolbag. Steal something once.

The 30-year-old boss was holding the child at the counter to settle accounts. He thought he was just on the phone, so naturally he didn't see anything.

Seeing that he had succeeded, Chuya swaggered to leave, but at this moment, a huge force grabbed his wrist and pulled him back: "What are you doing?"

The sound of her heartbeat suddenly amplified, Chuya was stunned, and suddenly realized that there was a huge loophole in her perfect criminal plan: the boss couldn't catch him, but other customers in the store could catch him.

Sure enough, when he raised his head, he found that the young man in front of him was holding a pack of cigarettes that he was about to pay for, and was looking at him with disgust.

He knew it was wrong, and immediately bit the back of the man's hand, and ran away, but unfortunately, he was caught back within 30 meters.

"Brother Li, this kid is stealing from you." The young man who caught him threw him into the store without any effort, "See if there is something missing over there."

That kind of chocolate was very precious, and there were only 5 yuan on the shelf in total. The young man's words made Chu Ya's head buzz, and his eyes turned red instinctively, knowing that he really couldn't escape this time.

The shopkeeper limped over and checked the shelves carefully, and couldn't help but look at the two people at the door.

Obviously, he has found that there is indeed less chocolate.

So amidst the disgusting questioning of the young man, Chu Ya lowered her head and gritted her teeth fiercely, so as not to cry.

But to my surprise, the shopkeeper didn't ask where the chocolate went, but looked at his clothes first, and asked, "Kid... are your parents around?"

Chu Ya's soft and curled eyelashes trembled, and she suddenly wanted to break free: "I don't have parents! Let go—"

Of course, the young man couldn't let it go: "You still don't admit it? Open your schoolbag and have a look—"

Chu Ya's eyes were so red, she grabbed the schoolbag and held it in her arms with one hand, not letting him turn it over, and kicking his legs hard, performing a playful act.

"You—" the young man gestured to make a move, the shopkeeper quickly pressed the cigarette into his arms, and said, "Chun'er, you take the cigarette, and I will deal with it. You go to Uncle Chen's to play cards first—they are short of people, and just now Call me I can't go away, you win and invite me to drink."

The two shied away for a while, and Chu Ya wanted to take the opportunity to run away, but was still grabbed by the young man and delivered to the shopkeeper safely.

Although the shopkeeper's legs are lame, his hands are strong. He really can't get rid of them, and he doesn't look nervous just now. He looks like what can you do with me.

Seeing that there was really no one in the shop, the shop owner asked, "Kid, what were you doing on the phone just now?"

Chu Ya's heart skipped a beat, he didn't expect that he actually saw it: "You care about me?"

"Are you recharging?" The shopkeeper smiled, pulled him to the cashier, and said, "Actually, brother also recharges himself, but brother really didn't expect you to be so young, and you really have the guts."

……elder brother?The child can go down to the ground and still call himself brother? ?

Chu Ya felt that the uncle was inexplicable, so she looked away and said nothing.

The shopkeeper probably liked to talk to himself, and asked again: "Then... do you like chocolate?"

On the contrary, Chu Ya was impatient, and stared at him with hatred: "I don't like it, but my classmates have eaten it, so why have I never eaten it? So I must eat it!"

The shop owner was stunned, as if he understood something. Chuya also noticed that he was thinking, so he gritted his teeth and shook his neck: "...you go and tell Mr. Xu that I stole things. Anyway, I don't want to go to school anymore!"

He was willing to go all out, and he even thought about being handcuffed by the police uncle and going to jail, so he was not afraid at all.

As for why his hands were shaking, he didn't bother to explain, it must be because the weather was too cold.

"Teacher Xu?" However, the shopkeeper laughed, and couldn't help touching his little cheek, which was flushed with emotion, "Brother doesn't know Mr. Xu, and he didn't say you stole anything."

Chu Ya raised his head to look at him suspiciously, but immediately remembered to turn his face away in disgust, and the shopkeeper said again: "Look... If my brother doesn't allow you to take it, it's called stealing. If my brother gives you chocolates, it's not right." It's called stealing, right?"

Chu Ya raised her head again, blinked her dark eyes, and said in a shocked and puzzled tone, "Give it to me? But this chocolate is so precious... It's, it's 6 yuan!"

But the shopkeeper couldn't stop laughing after listening to it. He took his son with one hand and walked him to the shelf with the other.

He was at a loss. He was thinking of slipping away, but when he saw the scene behind the shelf, he was shocked in place.

——There are two whole boxes of chocolates in it, with all kinds of flavors, which is terribly scary.

It is no exaggeration to say that it was definitely one of the most spectacular scenes he had ever seen in his childhood.

"It's almost winter." The shopkeeper looked at the goods under his feet with satisfaction, "Brother still has a lot of chocolates, have you seen it?"

Little Chuya was so shocked that he couldn't say a word for a long time, but the shopkeeper spent a lot of money, bent down and took two more yuan, put them in his hand, and said, "Here are you."

Chu Ya seemed to be holding a few gold bricks, and was dazed for a while. The shopkeeper seemed to be showing off, and then lifted the other two curtains, revealing all kinds of biscuits, sugar and crispy noodles inside, which made Chu Ya's mouth shut. .

"See, if you want to eat snacks again in the future, you can come to brother to get them, okay?" The shopkeeper squeezed his face again and said, "There are not as many snacks in other shops as there are in brother's."

Chu Ya stared at him blankly, and the night rain fell on the door, which suddenly made his nose a little sore.

He vaguely understood what the owner meant, but he didn't fully understand, so he could only stand there, and even forgot to nod his head.

The owner's son was a small one, tilted his head to look at it for a long time, and took out all the lollipops in his mouth: "This candy is for brother~"

"Qiqi." The shopkeeper turned his head and rubbed his son's face, "You can't give brother the candy you've eaten, you know?"

Chuya came back to her senses, and awkwardly clenched the chocolate in her hand.

The child with a milky voice frowned and said "Oh", regretfully stuffing the lollipop back into his mouth that was about to drool, and as if thinking of something again, he ran to the shelf and took it. The only bag of biscuits I could get: "Brother, here you are."

Chu Ya didn't react, just took the biscuit dully, and was picked up by the shopkeeper - the shopkeeper had a little difficulty bearing his weight, but he still took him to the computer next to the cashier: "What do you want to play after recharging? ? Brother take you to play?"

"Have you ever recharged in other stores? Take my brother to find them tomorrow—the bosses on this street are all friends of my brother, so don't be afraid, okay?"

The screen in front of him gradually blurred, Chuya only remembered pointing at the cartoon-style game on the interface, nodded and said, OK.

The other party touched his head and smiled confidently, just like every big man who is nearly 30 years old and still naive, he can compete with elementary school students: "It's not me, but you don't play any of the games on this list. Can beat me~”

***

The thunder outside the window continued. In the is team base, Cui Xuezhi had just hung up the phone with Langhuay, when Ning Xiyuan looked at him with a trashy look: "Is Lu Feng's situation serious?"

"It's very serious." Cui Xuezhi knew what he wanted to say, "Suddenly dizzy and unsteady, I couldn't see anything, isn't it serious?"

"It's reasonable, lack of sleep sometimes happens like this, and it's the same when I was playing professionally--a shot in the infirmary and a rest will be enough, old men are so delicate?" Ning Xiyuan frowned, "You His mother made it sound like Xiao Fen was dying."

The two of them were sitting in the rest area outside the clinic. Cui Xuezhi looked in worriedly, but said relaxedly: "Pay attention to the difference, when you were playing professionally, it was called being so sleepless by yourself, but our team leader is born Strong, stubborn and fragile, tell me, which girl doesn't feel bad after seeing it?"

"...Tch." Ning Xiyuan replied, "If you really want to ask, Xiao Yan will explain that it's nothing serious."

"So?" Cui Xuezhi put his arm around his shoulders, "So as long as Xiao Yan says that she is fine, our new analyst will feel that Coach Cui is telling the truth—so it must be even more distressing when it's over. And so, tonight he will cry himself to sleep, and within three days he will ask us to sign a contract with the team."

"..." Ning Xiyuan glanced at him, "...you bastard."

Cui Xuezhi sighed, put his arm around his shoulder and went in to have a look: "...I can't help it either."

In the infirmary, Lu Yan sat in the middle of the sofa with his eyes closed, and the transparent tube connected the back of his hand and the bottle with protruding meridians. Cui Xuezhi walked over and sat down: "Are you still wavering?"

"It's poisonous, don't waste it." Lu Yan didn't open his eyes, but secretly adjusted the dripping speed of the bottle with his hand, "...won't it affect tomorrow's game?"

"You still want to go to the competition?" Cui Xuezhi said, "Then don't come to the infirmary tomorrow, I will send you directly to the funeral home."

When Lu Yan didn't speak, Cui Xuezhi lowered her head and slowed down the drip speed again: "It's off this week, don't go on it, I'll arrange for others to go."

"No...!" Lu Yan was a little excited, and it took him a while to grab his sleeve silently, "Brother Xue, if we lose the game now, the public opinion will definitely be bad, and besides, this week's final will be played in Guangzhou..."

Cui Xuezhi understood what he meant—the base camp of the van-4 national server is located in Shenzhen, so as long as the previous cup games and activities go to the Pearl River Delta region, they are more inclined to choose Shenzhen—so it is also a super first-tier city, and fans in Guangzhou next door often joke He said he was going to go to the gate of the Shenzhen head office and couldn't get up. Now that the VPL League has finally selected its main venue in Guangzhou, the local audience is naturally very enthusiastic. All the pre-match preparations have been made early, and some male fans are even excited. Go to the scene to create an atmosphere with a drum.

If Lu Yan didn't play temporarily this week, and most of the highlights were lost, they would definitely be extremely disappointed.

"Be obedient, the weekly finals will take turns, and there will be another chance next time." Cui Xuezhi patted the back of his hand lightly. "At that time, I will ask the official blog to send out a lottery. Fans will definitely understand."

Lu Yan hung his head and said nothing, and it took him a long time to accept his fate: "Okay."

Seeing him like this, Cui Xuezhi also earnestly said: "I know, you were a top student when you were in school, and you like to be perfect in everything, but sometimes I want to tell you that there has never been such a thing as perfection in playing sports."

"...No." Lu Feng didn't listen to him, "I just want to go to heaven."

"...That will have to wait until next week." Cui Xuezhi patted him on the shoulder, meaningfully, "I will try to let you marry him into the team. If I succeed, I won't be so tired in the future."

"..." Lu Yan vaguely felt that something was wrong, "You didn't mean to talk nonsense with him?"

Everyone knew who he was referring to, Cui Xuezhi spread her hands: "No, I'm just telling the truth."

"I..." Lu Feng was really anxious, "He's a brainless person, he'll be so worried that he can think wildly—"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yan was a little embarrassed again: "Hey, I mean, he is also a member of the team now, and he will worry about this week's game."

"Really?" Cui Xuezhi bent her eyes, "The dowry is ready, you don't have to worry about anything else."

***

This night, the team's calm lake finally had some turmoil.

Lu Feng went back to the dormitory, but his roommate Yi Huinan was not there, so the surroundings were empty. As soon as he lay down, his tired body stopped functioning, only the same person kept appearing in his mind.

His God of Chu.She had never met him before, but she was the first to think that his illness back then was not hypocritical.

***

Chuy said: [Your father is so strict with you? 】

At that time, Lu Yan and Chuy had chatted in private messages for a while. On a thunderstorm night, he was locked in the bedroom alone—it was raining heavily, and the night was getting darker. The sound of the rain finally couldn't bear to mention the past to Chuy.

In the same thunderstorm day, many things happened that were engraved in Lu Feng's mind.

For example, on a summer night, when my elder brother had a high fever and the family hadn't hired a nanny yet, little Lu Feng could only cry in fear.

He sobbed and said, "Brother, don't die, brother, can you fly to the hospital by yourself?"

For a long time, he thought that his brother could fly, because his brother always boasted to him that he could transform into Ultraman.

Lu Xiao was not very old, so he muttered, "I, I don't have enough energy to fly", then he lost his voice, and Lu Yan cried for another half an hour before he remembered that he could call his parents.

In order to prevent getting lost, he once memorized the numbers of his parents. The kindergarten teacher also said that parents are the best protection for children. As long as they are there, any difficulties can be solved.

However, when Lu Yan finally got on the stool to make a call, they both told their youngest son that they were too busy with work to come back, and they hung up quickly.

Their plan was that it would be no problem for the elder son to take care of the younger son at his age, but they never planned, what would happen to the elder son if the accident happened.

Thunder rang outside the window, Lu Yan almost fell off the stool, and suddenly felt so helpless that the sky had collapsed.

Later, it was the fourth uncle who came to pick up Lu Xiao to the hospital after hearing the news, and told Lu Yan to stay at home and not run around.

Little Lu Yan was very obedient, just sitting on the floor in front of the living room window, watching the heavy rain outside.

Perhaps, it was the first time that he faintly realized that his parents, who were as big as the whole world in his heart, didn't actually want to be omnipotent.

They are adults now, and they have their own world, so Lu Feng once believed that he and his brother are the ones who can really rely on each other.

***

But later, he still had to leave Lu Xiao's protection and became more and more silent.

When I was in middle school, on a Saturday when I didn’t bring an umbrella for a make-up class, the rain was so heavy that even an umbrella couldn’t stop it, so the deskmate who lived close invited Lu Feng to his house to play—that’s when he first The first time I came into contact with online games.

——The red and popular shooting game CS (Counter Strike), all kinds of guns are very attractive to boys of that age, but it is also an electronic opium and a scourge in the teacher's mouth.

But the strange thing is that he actually discovered that the cs in the computer at the same table was installed by the other party's father.

This is simply beyond Lu Yan's understanding of the world, but the uncle smiled and rubbed his son's head: "I'm afraid you'll be greedy, what if you go to play games online with others before you're an adult? So it's better to stay at home Play, your father can still watch you and let you control the time—by the way, don’t let your mother know, I’m afraid she will drive us both out to sleep on the bridge.”

"Dad, didn't you say that I will tell mom straight when I get into the top [-] in the grade next time." The tablemate complained, but the uncle smiled a little awkwardly: "It's not that I secretly smoked one in the toilet the day before yesterday, and your mother Did you find out, she just happened to be angry, so... I'm afraid you'll have to get in the top [-] in the monthly exam next week."

The deskmate was not afraid of his father, and protested directly: "It's unscientific to change if you say it—"

Seeing this, the uncle had no choice but to answer, "Then I'll buy your mother a necklace in two days, and then I'll make a promise with her"—the father and son were trying to figure out how to get their mother to agree to their son playing games for two or three hours every weekend.

The most common family scene, but Lu Feng sat there, gradually becoming a little fascinated by listening.

He once saw people saying on the Internet: My father has represented absolute authority since he was a child. He is tall, unreasonable, and frightening. He may use violence at any time, and he does not allow anything in the family to go against him. I have always wondered how happy a child would be if his father was gentle, humorous, reasonable, occasionally doting and doting, and even deeply in love with his mother?

Lu Yan thought of this passage in a daze, and didn't dare to raise his eyes in front of his deskmate—as if he knew that the answer might be right in front of his eyes.

Since then, he has become more and more acquainted with his deskmate, and occasionally he will be invited to his house to play with another boy.

That was the first time he had friends - Lu Yan often watched them play games, but he was too cold to touch them.

"Why don't you play?" The uncle always said, "Xiaobin, Yuze, are you two bullying?"

Lu Yan always answered calmly, no, he only likes to watch.

Two classmates joked with him, "Our No. [-] grader plays games with his mind~", he was so ashamed that he couldn't help but fight with them, so they rushed the ducks to the shelves and asked him to try it too.

In the monthly exam, Xiaobin just got 202. It is said that when he went home and did the papers all night, his mother was hard-spoken and soft-hearted. She didn't care about it with the father and son, and often prepared fruits to entertain the children.

Most of the semester has passed, and Lu Yan has played a total of three complete games. However, on another evening when it was raining heavily, Lu Chengye, who has been busy with work, heard about it somewhere, and went directly to Xiaobin's house , pulled him over as soon as he entered the door, raised his hand and slapped him angrily.

This series of actions was almost proficient, and the two classmates were stunned. Xiaobin's parents quickly stopped the emotional Lu Chengye, and they couldn't persuade him anymore, so the two middle-aged men started arguing in the corridor.

Xiaobin's father said: "A boy in his teens is the most sensitive time, how can you beat him in public?"

Lu Chengye could tell that the family's conditions were good, but they were not as good as the Lu family's. As for their children, they were even worse than Lu Yan—so, his voice was louder than the other party's: "How do you educate your children? My son is playing games?! I don’t want to say more ugly words, please let go of my son.”

Xiaobin's father protected Lu Feng behind him, like an animal's instinct to protect its cubs, but Lu Chengye still dragged him away, leaving behind the sentence "you can only teach students on business trips".

In the corridor, Xiaobin's father yelled excitedly, "There are more than 1400 people, my son has more than 200 grades, how could he fail to give birth!", Lu Chengye pulled Lu Fen into the elevator, still angry: "Did you hear that? His son has more than 200! In the future, he will be able to take the ordinary 211 exam!"

The meaning of his ridicule was beyond words, but Lu Yan stood quietly aside, as if he wanted to ridicule something: "I am the second in my grade this time, with a difference of more than 2 points."

The thunder outside the building intensified, and Lu Chengye's expression changed instantly, which was obviously the prelude to the approaching storm.

But Lu Feng got used to it, and just lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly - sure enough, Lu Chengye immediately began to reprimand "You still have the face to smile", from then on, Lu Feng knew that he might not have any more friends.

On the same rainy night, Chuy heard so much from him, but didn't grasp the main point.

[Damn it, you can take the second grade in the exam? ? 】

【Then you graduated and came to Shanghai to study at university? I invite you to see the Oriental Pearl Tower? 】

As he said that, Chuy trembled again: [Oh, no...you should be going to a school in Beijing]

Lu Yan replied "Maybe", Chuy asked: [Then you haven't contacted your friend anymore? 】

Lu Yan said: 【Not in the same class anymore, my dad won't allow it either.What's more, my dad scolded poor students without tutors in front of their parents, which was a bit embarrassing]

【They probably hate me】

[Yu Ze plays basketball well, they have many friends, without me, they will definitely be happier]

Chuy thought for a while, and replied to him: [But I think, since your friend only brought you two to his house to play, in his heart, the relationship between the three of you must be different, and there may be many things... You actually didn't Discover】

[Of course, this is just my personal opinion, you might as well take the time to exercise more, it will help your illness]

Lu Yan was stunned for a moment, and replied: 【What disease? 】

He didn't mention this, why would Chuy know?

The other party quickly explained: [Don't mind... Didn't you have bad thoughts before, plus your symptoms of being easily depressed and feeling that others are better without you, so I guess]

[It’s okay little brother, if you are sick, it’s as normal as getting a cold shot. If you have anything to do, just tell me. I’m effective at apm (hand speed) of 300, and I’ll chat with you professionally. Anyway, we don’t know each other in reality.]

【Although I know you really love me and worship me】

[…] Lu Yan was speechless, [Great God, are you too narcissistic? 】

Chuy's next sentence was sent at the same time as him: [I'm not taking advantage of you, in fact, you can treat me as an older brother]

This word made Lu Yan's eyelashes tremble, and he didn't know where to look for a moment.

elder brother?

Yes, his elder brother, whom he had separated and missed for many years, finally came back.

——Set foot on the homeland after many years of absence, Lu Xiao, who is in her 20s, has a handsome face and is in full bloom, and has already become calm and outstanding.

He finally returned from Nebula m78, but he was no longer Lu Feng's Ultraman.

The two brothers have a few years of age difference, and they are also smart.

So Lu Yan also knew why the other party didn't look at him directly after he came back.

Lu Xiao's Caucasian stepfather has seven or eight children with three wives. How can there be a penny left for Lu Xiao, who has no blood relationship and is of a different race? Therefore, what Lu Xiao wants is Lu Chengye's hand. more and more money.

And the opponent who is regarded as an obstacle is naturally Lu Feng who gradually grows up.

***

"elder brother……"

Lu Yan quietly looked at the ceiling of the team's dormitory, and when his thoughts were confused, he couldn't help but want to call God Chu.

There are not many interesting things in this world, but he still wants to see him, be comforted by him, and be protected by him.

The answer was obvious in seconds, but he said, "What are you doing in the middle of the night? You disturbed your grandpa's sleep."

Lu Yan liked to hear his arrogant voice, so he laughed unconsciously: "Ancestor, I thought you couldn't sleep thinking about me."

The other party must have been stunned, and he hesitated: "I... I didn't think you were flying... No, what's wrong with you, I want to miss you?"

But after a few seconds, the other party finally suffocated to the limit, spit out a few words: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Lu Yan's ears were reddish, and he coaxed the other party to take it easy: "I've already pulled my little hand, and you're still so ignorant?"

Then, he turned sideways: "I miss you."