Reborn as a rival fanboy [E-sports]

Yu Jiaheng's scalp was numb, and he hurried over to unlock the heavy locks on the door, and opened the door, "Come in, come in!"

He didn't want to wait until tomorrow's game, when the topic of SFM players' late-night naked chats on the forum was the hot topic.

Ji Mingchen was really only surrounded by a bath towel, and he dragged his arms into the room, and saw Yu Jiaheng poking his head out to glance around furtively, and asked strangely, "What's wrong? Has anyone been here?"

Yu Jiaheng saw that the elevator showed that it was going upstairs, and it was about to reach their floor, so he quickly closed the door, ignored Ji Mingchen, ran back to the room, picked up the phone and dialed back, "Hello? I was just now..."

He raised his eyes and glanced at Ji Mingchen who was standing by the door, and quickly retracted when his eyes touched his naked upper body, "Uh, yes, I was wrong just now, no, no, no one is there now, no I'm so sorry."

The service staff over there was finally persuaded to go back by him, Yu Jiaheng was relieved that the footsteps at the door did not approach any more.

"Why is there no one else?" Ji Mingchen walked towards him, glanced at the underwear on the bed, quickly turned his gaze away, and couldn't help but linger along the neckline of Yu Jiaheng's wide-open nightgown.

Not wearing it?

With trembling fingers, he touched the tip of his nose.

"...It's nothing." Yu Jiaheng felt guilty, "You knocked on my door at night, I thought it was..."

Ji Mingchen thought he was frightened when something happened to him last time, and softened his voice, "I'm right next door, I can hear any movement, and the opposite door is also from our team, don't worry."

Yu Jiaheng was so happy to be misunderstood by him, he hummed a few times perfunctorily, and was about to drive him back to the room.Ji Mingchen's naked upper body was too eye-catching, his eyes drifted wildly, "I'm going to sleep, what do you want from me? Go back if you have nothing to do, it's midnight."

When he entered the door just now, he found that his hair was still wet. Ji Mingchen basically understood the reason why he didn't sleep so late, and was a little displeased, "Sleeping with wet hair?"

Yu Jiaheng raised his hand to touch it, and felt that it was almost done, it had been so long.

"Done."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Mingchen inserted his hands into his hair and rubbed it, "It's all wet inside." He said that he was about to go to the bathroom to get the hair dryer he had just put on the sink.

Yu Jiaheng was still in the stupefied state of being stroked by his hair just now, and only when Ji Mingchen took the hair dryer did he come back to his senses, "That one is broken!"

Hearing this, Ji Mingchen put down the plug in his hand, "Then blow it in my room? The one in my room is fine."

... Inviting him to blow his hair in the room in the middle of the night? !Why don't we just bring the hair dryer over?

Yu Jiaheng, who was already alert, found him even more suspicious, shook his head and said, "No, no, it's really almost done, I've been washing for almost an hour."

He raised his head and touched the inside of his hair, but it felt slightly damp, which didn't affect anything at all.

"No, I'll get the hair dryer." After Ji Mingchen finished speaking, he was about to go back to his room, Yu Jiaheng dared to let him in again, seeing him enter the next room, he quickly closed and locked the door.

Ji Mingchen, who came out with the hair dryer, stopped when he heard the sound of the door closing and locking.

Yu Jiaheng's heart was pounding.

Damn it, why doesn't he have the slightest sense of having a partner ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !

He ran into his room without any clothes on, and moved his hands and feet when he didn't agree with him. He didn't feel anything when he didn't notice it before, but now it doesn't look right, and he still wants to blow his hair?Does this look like something done by someone with a crush?

Yu Jiaheng puffed up his face and exhaled, and sat back on the bed.

This matter cannot be delayed. After the game, we must talk to him as soon as possible to discuss the matter.

He lifted the quilt, and suddenly caught the underwear that was placed in his hand, Yu Jiaheng's face became hot.

Grass, you won't be seen by him just now, right?

It's okay, I saw it when I saw it, what's wrong with putting underwear in my room...

He closed his eyes and put it on quickly, took off the nightgown of the hotel, changed into his own pajamas, and lay down.

The phone on the bedside table dinged to indicate that a new message had been received.

Yu Jiaheng unlocked it and saw the message came from Ji Mingchen: The hair dryer is at the door of your room. I'm going back to my room. I'll go to bed after blowing my hair. Good night.

Yu Jiaheng got up and took a look at Maoyan. There was really no one outside the door. He opened the door slightly. In the quiet corridor, there was only the sound of the elevator at the end.

On the carpet at the door, a hair dryer lay quietly, and the wires were neatly coiled.

He felt as if he had been scratched by a cat.

There was no dream all night, and the next morning, Yu Jiaheng, who was used to getting up early, woke up by himself. He touched his phone and saw that it was only 07:30.

Ah... the happy life that used to sleep until noon has completely left him.

The biological clock is a vicious thing.

Yu Jiaheng rubbed his eyes, changed his team uniform and finished washing, opened the door, and the doors of the rooms next door and opposite were also open, and the loud voices of Mittel and Tea woke him up.

"You fart! It is absolutely impossible for me to draw another survivor!"

"Ah, ah, there must be someone at the bottom, Feiqiu."

Thinking of the fact that Tea, who was drawn to the opposite camp last time, barely got promoted by helping his teammates and completing tasks, Yu Jiaheng looked at him with sympathy.

This time the national competition was still held in a coastal city, and Yu Jiaheng, who had no interest in the bland food here, could hardly walk downstairs.

Holding a plate in the restaurant and not knowing what to put on, Yu Jiaheng wandered around, looking here and there, turning his eyes, and found a familiar figure.

It's Since!

The good brother from the past was waiting in line not far away for the steamed shrimp. He opened his mouth and wanted to say hello, but then realized that this body is not well-known in the industry, and he is a complete stranger to Since, and his eyes darkened. darkened.

Forget it, let's find an excuse to get to know each other again after the game.

Not far away, Ji Mingchen had a full view of his expression, he tightened his hand holding the knife, and made a "呲啦" sound on the plate.

Wang Zhengping, who was next to him, suddenly had his facial features into a lump, "What are you doing?"

"Sorry." He put down the knife and took a sip of soy milk.

Yu Jiaheng, who had spent a long time choosing the meal, walked over, looked around at the table of Ji Mingchen and Wang Zhengping, then turned around and sat next to Mittel and Tea on the other side.

Wang Zhengping leaned over and said in a very low voice, "Are you two losing your temper?"

Ji Mingchen raised his eyelids, and he quickly sat upright, but his probing eyes continued to circle between the two of them.

Some time ago, it was as good as one person, and suddenly even breakfast had to be divided into tables. Coach Wang, who has always been concerned about the mental health of the players, felt that this matter had to be resolved before the game.

He put down the tableware and was about to go to Yu Jiaheng's side, when Ji Mingchen stretched out his long legs and almost tripped him.

"I'm sorry, is Coach Wang okay?" Mittel was terrified when he saw him stand with his legs spread apart in a weird posture, grinning his teeth, "What's wrong with you?"

His voice attracted the attention of everyone in the restaurant. Wang Zhengping gritted his teeth and supported his waist to stand up, "...It's okay, my feet are slippery."

Regardless of the mess of these two people, he is an idiot!

Yu Jiaheng, who was full of thoughts, was absent-minded, unaware of the turmoil behind him, and put on his peripheral bag after eating, "When are you leaving? Is there still an interview?"

"Yes, there are still people following me when I get off the bus." Tea also finished eating and wiped her mouth.

Mittel sucked up the milk in the quilt with one last breath, and said inarticulately, "Don't worry, don't be stage frightened, the nest is covering you!"

Yu Jiaheng, who has experienced countless competitions, raised his eyebrows and made an OK gesture.

There was an incident with TYB before coming this time, and it is estimated that the next interview will inevitably ask questions about this aspect. After all the SFM had finished eating, Wang Zhengping took them to the corridor outside the hotel side hall for a small meeting.

"Keep your mouth tight. We've posted everything we need to say on the forum. Just ask about TYB-related things, and everyone will answer that you don't know. Read the forum yourself." Wang Zhengping pointed at Mittel, "Especially you! How can I say it?" You just do what you want, don’t let your imagination run wild every time, just talk about it all the time!”

Mittel shrunk his neck and made a zip movement around his mouth.

After he finished speaking, the flames of war shifted to the two parties, "What about you two, I can't control it."

Yu Jiaheng lowered his head and played with his fingers.

Wang Zhengping's face became even more dispirited, "I just have one request to Young Master Gu, don't swear, okay?"

"Hmm." That's strange.

When it was Ji Mingchen's turn, Wang Zhengping really had nothing to say. After all, he was the immediate boss. He gave him a look of understanding, "Okay, I'm used to it if there are any news. Let's go, let's go!"

Mittel and Tea yelled "Oh!" and rushed out the door, and were scared back by the fans squatting outside, "My mother, where is our car?"

"Ahhhhhhh SFM! SFM!"

"Mittel, baby, mommy loves you!!!"

"God E, where is God E——"

"I want to see Sicher!"

There were fans holding all kinds of light signs outside, the security immediately rushed over to maintain order, and asked them to stand outside the line, waiting for the exclusive SFM car to drive in from the crowd.

Seeing the cameraman who was following him, Mittel, who was pretending to be crazy just now, was suddenly burdened by idols. He smiled and waved to the fans with a human appearance. Yu Jiaheng followed a few people and got into the car. Basically, what I heard here were called by the names of several other people.

After their car started, the crowd of onlookers burst into screams again, and Yu Jiaheng poked his head out of the car window and glanced back curiously.

It was the TYB players who came out. Since, who was at the front, was always cheerful, but this time he had a cold face, and waved to the fans in a perfunctory manner.

Before he could take another look, a big hand stretched out and pressed his head back, "The car is moving, don't make such a dangerous move."

Yu Jiaheng turned his head, just now he obviously purposely sat on the farthest side with Ji Mingchen, why did someone come to sit next to him now?

Looking again, Mittel and Tea are blinking wildly behind Ji Mingchen.

Yu Jiaheng, "..."