Don't point the gun at me [e-sports]

So what is the situation now?

Sitting in the front row of the cabin, Ma Zitong frequently turned his head to look at Jiang Fei and Qi Yu, scratching his head for some unknown reason.

She was fine at the party yesterday...

The two of them were sitting together on air tickets, and Jiang Fei was leaning against the window, rolling his face with a hot egg.Qi Yu leaned against the aisle, propped his chin with his hand, stared fixedly at a brat obliquely in front of him, as if he wanted to frighten him with his eyes.

The atmosphere was extremely strange, and coincidentally, none of them seemed to want to break the silence.

Jiang Fei's buttocks were numb from sitting, and she switched her legs unnaturally to cross her legs, and glanced at Qi Yu involuntarily from the corner of her eye.

He really hated such an atmosphere, every move revealed embarrassment.

"cough."

Jiang Fei is a very responsible person. Such a stalemate must be broken by himself. After all, he is also responsible for a large part of such an embarrassing situation.

Think about it, what will the man do after this kind of behavior between the two?

marry.

But it's a bit difficult to exercise right now, so I'll just skip to the next step - cohabitation.

After sorting out her thoughts, Jiang Fei said, "After finishing the PGI, move to my house."

Qi Yu frowned, realizing that the matter was not simple.

What is this guy thinking about?

"What do you mean?" He couldn't help but speak, his voice still hoarse.Qi Yu squeezed his throat a little uncomfortably. As for the reasons, there are only two reasons. He drank too much wine and didn't drink water, and he screamed hard because he did too much last night.

Just thinking about it, Qi Yu's old face is about to be thrown into the Pacific Ocean.

"I mean, after PGI, we can move out. After all, we have already done it. From the perspective of human nature, we can even be called husband and wife." Jiang Fei said seriously, "You will be my person in the future." , death is my box."

Qi Yu's scalp became numb when he heard this, and he clenched his fist tightly. Just as he was about to swing it out, Jiang Fei pinched it easily.

"Enough is enough for me, I still have bruises on the corners of my mouth." Jiang Fei frowned, "Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because I like you, I also have a bottom line."

Qi Yu sneered and shook his hands: "You have had a good night, I can't even sit still."

Jiang Fei's mouth moved, and then said in a low voice: "You may not believe it, but last night, you took the initiative."

Qi Yu leaned back on the chair, putting on a Mona Lisa smile.

"Clean up and move to my house." Jiang Fei repeated with sincerity in his eyes.

Qi Yu was deeply moved by seeing it, so he continued to sternly refuse.

Jiang Fei sighed: "Well, it seems that I can only post a Weibo to tell what happened."

Qi Yu: ...

How can we communicate? ? ?

After getting off the plane, several people left the airport one after another, clutching their numb buttocks without any image, breathing the air of Berlin, feeling much refreshed.

Jiang Fei quietly touched Qi Yu's side, and threw the shopping bag in her hand: "Take it, throat lozenges."

Qi Yu raised his eyebrows, smiled and took one apart and put it in his mouth: "Why didn't I realize before that you are so human?"

Jiang Fei sneered: "Just say it when you are moved, I will not be proud."

Ma Zitong was so confused that he almost scratched his head. He frowned, looked twice, and chose Hu Tao who was alone.

Ever since Jiang Han fell in love, he was occupied by that stinky shit of 24 for almost 48 hours.

"Hey, do you think Jiang Fei and Qi Yu are weird?" He moved closer to Hu Tao and complained in a low voice, "Just now on the plane, these two people were at war with each other, almost scaring me to death."

"Really?" Hu Tao smiled, "Isn't it good now?"

Ma Zitong was feeling irritable: "Then what if the two of them are in a bad mood while playing games?"

Hu Tao shook his head, a little helpless: "Can you stop worrying about what you have and what you don't have?"

After a simple meal, a team rushed to the training room to start training.

"Oh, the organizer of this official large-scale competition is rich." Ma Zitong patted the pool table in front of him, his eyes gleaming greedily, "When will our team's gym get one?"

"I know it's a waste of money." Jiang Fei leaned on the table coldly, "No one knows how to fight."

"Really?" Qi Yu sneered, "Don't just generalize? Just because you can't, doesn't mean that others can't."

Eyes met, sparks flew.

The two rolled up their sleeves and decided to have a game of billiards to warm up first.

Because of the jet lag and the long time spent on the plane, they played a few rounds of the European server and went back to rest.

For two or three days in a row, I spent training and adapting to jet lag.

On the sixth day after arriving in Berlin, the four of them were troubled by Ma Zitong early in the morning.

Jiang Fei had a cold face, with both hands in his pockets, a little sleepy, and the ground was soft even when he stepped on it.

Qi Yu yawned and sniffed, "That's great. When I was a game anchor, I could get up whenever I wanted."

Jiang Fei sneered: "Irregular work and rest, easy to die."

Qi Yu didn't want to bother with him, but he still struggled to move over to the wall and pay attention to his feet.

The lines on the platoon leader's already vicissitudes face became more obvious, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked enviously at the pair of Feiyu who were fighting expressionlessly, and said with emotion: "It's good to be young."

Ma Zitong patted him on the back and frowned: "You're only 22, okay? It's okay, don't keep looking in the mirror, it's easy to lose self-awareness."

After Ji Rutang also got up, several people drove to the hotel arranged by the government in a car to check in.

"Hey hey, Team 48 must have taken the subway, take a photo and post it on Weibo~"

Ma Zitong took pictures here and there, and everything he saw was very novel. Compared with those old ladies traveling with a group outside, he was only holding a silk scarf in his hand.

As soon as I settled down, I ran into Team 48 who had just rushed over in the lounge.

An enemy's enemy is a friend. For this reason, Ma Zitong, who usually likes to be aggressive, didn't say much, but pretended to lean forward: "Did you come here by subway?"

Before he finished speaking, Nan Yan nodded.

"There are many posters of this PGI final on the subway, which is enough to see the importance of this competition. The burden on me is a bit heavier, and I still hope to achieve good results."

Ma Zitong was stunned, what was the matter with this sudden official speech?

With a smile on Nan Yan's face, he moved slightly to the side.

It's a video camera.

Ma Zitong wanted to slap himself twice, but before the game even started, FB lost his face.

Nanyan Chunfeng's harmonious smile disappeared instantly after seeing the flames dancing between Jiang Han's fingers.