dissatisfied [e-sports]

That night, Cheng Bin from the second team was woken up by urinating and went out to use the toilet.

When he reached the stairs, a gust of cool wind blew in, making him shiver.

He sniffed, half-closed his eyes and scanned the door of the hall on the first floor.

Outside the glass door, two people stood shadowy, one on the steps and one under the steps.

The people on the steps lowered their heads and got very close. The moonlight dragged the figures of the two people together. From his point of view, they seemed to be kissing each other.

Cheng Bin saw that the door was opened a little.

No wonder there was a wind blowing in, and the whole corridor smelled of night fog.

He was in a hurry to go to the toilet, didn't see too clearly, muttered something casually, and crossed the stairs.

When he came out of the toilet, he was a little awake, and looking towards the stairs, he was gone.

The door was locked again, tightly closed.

Cheng Bin scratched his hair, thought about it, and went back to sleep.

In the afternoon of the second day, Song Tang took a bag of cashew nuts and walked to the training room while eating.

He pushed open the door and started looking for topics to liven up the atmosphere.

"Just now Cheng Bin said that someone in our team sneaked out at night to have a relationship."

Yan Yibing didn't wear headphones. The game version was updated recently, and the performance of several guns has been slightly changed.

Although this PCL game will continue to use the old version, as the captain, he still needs to know in advance.

He was doing a burst comparison at the training ground, and when he heard Song Tang's words, he casually retorted, "Who is so energetic, find out from the monitor, and practice for two more hours tomorrow."

Song Tang grabbed two cashew nuts and fed them to Yan Yibing's mouth in a fawning manner: "Stop, captain, you can't be envious and jealous just because you don't have a girlfriend."

Yan Yibing glanced at Song Tang's hand from the corner of his eye, looked at the two salt-and-pepper cashew nuts, and said with disgust, "Did you lose your fingers when you ate it just now?"

Song Tang glanced at the wet fingertips, and said guiltily, "...then I didn't lick my palms."

Yan Yibing was slightly obsessed with cleanliness, and said in disgust, "Take it away, I won't eat it."

Song Tang said: "Captain, men have to be more casual. You are too clean and put pressure on girls, so girls don't want to fall in love with you."

Originally, the topic had changed, but Xu Rui brought it back: "The young trainees are all sent away. I haven't heard that any player in our club has a girlfriend. It must be 'that'."

It's not easy for professional players to meet the girls they like. They usually come into contact with female commentators and anchors mostly through the Internet, and these female anchors will not easily fall in love for the sake of popularity.

Sometimes, in order to solve their physical needs, some players really seek out someone to make an appointment. After all, this age is when the demand is strong.

The club turned a blind eye and turned a blind eye, and didn't care too much, anyway, professional players are not stars, as long as the level of competition is decent.

Song Tang stuffed the two cashew nuts that Yan Yibing didn't want into Xu Rui's mouth, and sneered: "What are you thinking, do you think everyone is thinking about the lower body? Cheng Bin said that the two of them just got bored at the gate of the team for a while , innocent like a fucking college student."

Although Song Tang didn't go to college, he has an older sister who graduated from a famous university. He had seen the scenery at the entrance of the college girls' dormitory when he went to visit his older sister.

The scene of hugging each other was quite shocking.

Xu Rui was surprised: "Damn it, that's a serious relationship. I couldn't help but run to the gate of the base to meet. But captain, our training has been a little tense during this period, comrades have lost their personal lives."

Because Xu Rui's condition had declined a while ago, Yan Yibing and his coach watched him train, and he nearly vomited every day from the beating.

After Yan Yibing finished firing a bullet, he looked at the row of bullet holes left on the wall and vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Tired and crooked at the gate of the base?

still at night?

He also went out yesterday, why didn't he see it?

Xu Rui: "The key point is why doesn't this guy invite his girlfriend in? Our base doesn't control it so strictly."

Song Tang shrugged: "Who knows, Cheng Bin only saw it once, when he went to the bathroom at night, he caught a glimpse of it by accident, it must have been past two o'clock in the morning, he was so sleepy, so he didn't go to catch the rape."

Fu Haifeng joined the group chat and said casually: "It's not interesting. It was agreed at the beginning that whoever has a girlfriend will be the one who invites dinner first. Quickly check the monitoring and find out this person."

Yan Yibing's temples twitched, and he cursed silently in his heart.

At two o'clock in the morning, it must be him and Han Mo.

But the two of them didn't flirt with each other, they were just putting on Band-Aids.

How can he explain?

Han Mo had a sudden psychosis, practiced pencil writing in the early morning, scratched his arm, and didn't go to the convenience store, let him ask for a Band-Aid.

As for why he wanted Band-Aids, it was because Han Mo hurt his hand for helping him before, he was moved and took Han Mo to buy it himself, and now Han Mo misses this box of Band-Aids.

Can anyone believe this?

Song Tang and Xu Rui were already excited to check the surveillance cameras. Yan Yibing pushed the table and said in a low voice with a cold face, "What time is it? I'm still chatting. Hurry up and play the game."

Xu Rui was startled, just lifted his butt from the chair and sat down again.

He said condescendingly: "Captain, I noticed that you have been a little anxious recently, are you afraid that we won't get good grades in PCL?"

Yan Yibing raised his apricot eyes, stared at Xu Rui, and took advantage of the situation: "Isn't it because of you that you are anxious? Look at your solo queue results these days."

Xu Rui stuck out his tongue and dared not speak.

Yan Yibing seldom criticized them so harshly, it seemed that he was really in a hurry.

Xu Rui shrank his neck, frantically started the game, and put on the earphones.

At the same time, he felt a little wronged, the team leader had obviously suggested the proposal to check the monitoring, and Fu Haifeng had joined in the excitement, so he hit the muzzle out of nowhere.

Seeing that Yan Yibing was in such a hurry, Song Tang didn't dare to bring up the matter of catching the rape again. He sat quietly, took the cashew nuts aside, and carefully peeled his fingers.

Yan Yibing breathed a sigh of relief.

If it is not easy to explain, I will not explain it, and no one can see it clearly anyway.

He stood up and saw the other three people in a team enter the game row one by one, so he turned around and went out the door.

It was very quiet in the hall, and since the youth trainees left, the base has become quite deserted.

At this time in the afternoon, all the players are training, the coach is holding a review meeting for the second team, Sun Tianjiao is out to discuss business, and only Auntie is busy cleaning.

Yan Yibing quietly slipped into the monitoring room, and said to the guard: "Uncle, you go out for a walk first, I'll find something."

The doorman knew that Yan Yibing was Zero's golden signboard, so he didn't suspect him, so he gave up his chair to Yan Yibing, and went to the door for a stroll.

Yan Yibing quickly called up the monitoring at two o'clock in the morning last night.

In the surveillance screen, he and Han Mo were indeed very close, especially when he was putting on the Band-Aid, Han Mo didn't lower his head at all, and kept looking at him, with the tip of his nose dazedly touching the ends of his hair.

It's not to blame for Cheng Bin's misunderstanding. If he didn't know that he was in the picture, he would have thought that the two were in a relationship.

Yan Yibing frowned, quickly intercepted the ten-minute video, deleted it with one click, and emptied the trash can.

He was afraid that some other team members would be free and come to monitor again.

After deleting the video, he relaxed and wandered back to the training room to practice.

As the PCL league draws near, Yan Yibing changed his hand massage from every three days to once a day.

He trains for longer and longer, sometimes he even forgets to eat dinner, and the consumption of his hands is getting bigger and bigger.

But there is no way, this is the only way for every player before the game.

Fortunately, he was lucky, with little physical damage, and he could still hold on.

But at some point, he couldn't hold on anymore.

I wanted to retire in a glorious manner and leave a legend in the professional circle.

But... Talented players are hard to find, and the children left in this youth training camp are still unable to support the overall situation.

Two days before the match, Yu Yan had a private chat with him.

Yu Yan: "After the game, there is a cruise ship departing from Shanghai to Osaka, Japan. For seven days, our coupons can be used, and there is no need to apply for a visa."

Yan Yibing was surprised: "CNG is so confident in this wave? Are you thinking about playing before the game? Are you a perverted evolution?"

Yu Yan: "Chen Chi didn't say it clearly, but I was tricked out later. Chen Yan is about to retire. AX has already found a Korean aid. It is estimated that it will be announced before the autumn competition."

Yan Yibing looked at the message on the phone and fell silent.

Chen Yan is also a veteran of AX, and he cooperated seamlessly with the captain Chen Chi to support AX's sky together.

Yan Yibing entered the circle early, watching Chen Yan grow from a young boy to the vice-captain of a wealthy team.

Chen Yan is 23 this year, and they joked about it when they were drinking together last year, when Yan Yibing retires, they will charter a cruise for Yan Yibing.

Unexpectedly, this year, it was Chen Yan who was going to leave first.

The agreement on the cruise ship hasn't changed, it's just that it's not him who is seeing him off, but a buddy who is younger than him and whose peak period is short.

Yan Yibing sighed, feeling a dull pain in his heart.

But this industry is like this, the old people leave the stage, the newcomers shine, the heroes end, and they return to silence.

Chen Yan is lucky, at least in the history of AXE's development, his name will always be there. This wave of fans who follow e-sports will recall the touch brought by Chen Yan one day.

There are even more players who have never reached their peak, but are involved in the torrent of the times, and then fade away silently.

No one remembered their names, and no one sent them off.

For example, his hair boy, Liang Hefeng.

Yu Yan: "Don't be hypocritical, Chen Yan made a name for himself, retired bravely, and was named the coach of AX, which is very good."

Yan Yibing smiled lowly, and tapped on the keyboard: "That's pretty good, unlike me, my mother forced me to study for my degree after I retired from the military."

Yu Yan: "You're still early, don't let dad hear the news that you're retiring."

Yan Yibing: "Don't worry, I will never retire until I beat CNG to the ground."

Yu Yan: "What's the matter with you and Han Mo, dad hasn't asked you yet, are you reconciled?"

Yan Yi Bing pondered for a moment, he and Han Mo still couldn't go back to the way they were before, so he replied, "It doesn't count, it's just... not as stiff as before."

Yu Yan: "Did he take the initiative or you took the initiative? Don't embarrass dad, you are his senior, and it's not your turn to pass the steps."

Yan Yibing: "No one took the initiative, they just didn't want to cause trouble for the team because of our grievances."

Yu Yan: "Okay, then I won't hold a seat for you before the game. I'll sit with my girlfriend."

Yan Yi Bing: "? Just wait until you say this, you have the opposite sex but no humanity, break off your friendship."

Yu Yan: "You've never been in a relationship before, and you don't know how expensive your girlfriend is. I don't blame you."

Yan Yibing: "Get lost, Dad will be able to fall in love this year."

Yu Yan: "Hehe."

Before a large game like PCL, there will be various interviews and documentary recordings.

Interviews are also divided into internal interviews, inter-team interviews and group interviews by players.

The group selection of players is a bit of a seniority ranking. The most popular players are in the front, and the less famous players are in the back.

The captains of the four giants naturally sat in the first row.

Every time the contestants gather, Yu Yan and Chen Chi will deliberately separate Yan Yibing and Han Mo to avoid embarrassment.

But this time Yu Yan's ex-girlfriend Ding Luo has also entered the professional circle, so Yu Yan will definitely go to sit with his girlfriend.

Chen Yan is about to retire, and Chen Chi is emotional, so he will definitely stay by Chen Yan's side all the time this time.

The central focus seems to be only him and Han Mo.

game day.

Sun Tianjiao dressed up gaudyly, chatting with the major sponsors happily.

While chatting, they talked about Yan Yibing's business.

"Isn't this Mr. Chen? I'm Jiaojiao, you are such a noble person who forgets things too much. Is the spokesperson for the cherry-colored blue-axis keyboard ready for next year?"

"Oh, I didn't say that this keyboard of yours is too good-looking, so we are worthy of it. Just look at the face of our Ice God, it is not inferior to the entertainment industry."

"Ice God retired? It's funny, who spread the rumors, when did our ice god slip, do you know what is the eternal light of the e-sports circle, he is talking about it."

"Our lineup is absolutely unchanged, and the endorsement is very reliable. Look at the logos on the team uniforms. We have been working together for two years."

"Okay, okay, talk back, we are busy too."

After they left, Sun Tianjiao complained to Yan Yibing: "These old guys, monkey spirits, just want to find someone with a low endorsement fee and great influence. They want to eat ass."

Yan Yibing couldn't help but yawned and rubbed his smiling face.

"You continue to pick up customers. I won't accompany you. I'll go to the tea room to find something to eat."

Sun Tianjiao pulled his hand and said seriously: "Be careful, don't eat indiscriminately, we brought some snacks."

Yan Yibing smiled: "What year is it? It's okay. I'll eat some fruit."

The backstage was very chaotic. Players from brother teams drank tea while connecting with each other. After the transfer, former teammates met and chatted together. The interview room was not ready yet, and the audience did not enter. Now it belongs to the freedom of the players. time.

Yan Yibing walked through the crowd, casually took out a peaked cap and put it on his head, not intending to greet anyone.

He is very popular, and he is still the idol of many professional players. Every time there is such an occasion, he is always pestered and unable to leave.

It's annoying to be complimented too much, so he's going to hide.

FollowPD, who recorded the documentary, has been following him closely, and the camera almost stuck to his face, but Yan Yibing has a good temper and understands his work needs, so he just frowned and didn't say anything.

He walked all the way to the tea room.

Various pastries, fruits, and beverages are prepared in the tea room for players and staff to taste.

Someone comes to replace every 15 minutes, and the food safety is strictly checked to ensure that there will be no problems.

Yan Yibing likes oranges very much, especially the fresh smell from the orange peel.

When he arrived at the tea room, he lowered his head, put his hands in his pockets, and went straight to the fruit counter.

There were indeed oranges in the fruit stand, but the good ones were taken away, and the rest were crooked melons, cracked dates and covered in juice.

He stretched out his hand, paused for two seconds, then retracted his hand again.

Wait a little longer, anyway, it will be changed in a while, and he will take a good-looking one to eat.

Xu Rui and Song Tang were also in the tea room.

Song Tang was drinking coffee, and Xu Rui happened to be eating an orange.

Seeing that Yan Yibing's hand was running towards the orange, he quickly stood up, broke the peeled orange in half, shook the squeezed orange juice, and prepared to send it to Yan Yibing.

Song Tang tugged at him, and said with disgust: "Stupid, the captain is obsessed with cleanliness, can he eat what you peeled?"

Suddenly, Xu Rui sat down again, and whispered, "I almost forgot, he didn't even eat the cashew nuts you gave."

Just as Yan Yibing was about to leave the fruit stand, a hand was stretched out in front of him, dragging a piece of orange in his palm.

It is the peeled orange petals, peeled very cleanly, even the white fruit network has been torn off, the orange petals are yellow and clear, juicy, delicate and delicious.

Yan Yibing raised his eyes slightly to look at the owner of the hand.

Han Mo was wearing Prince's team uniform, with the neckline half open, revealing the black shirt underneath.

The shirt is not high-necked either, and the collarbone is exposed, and there is a little ink in the neck socket inside the collarbone.

There was no unnecessary expression on his face, his eyelids were slightly drooping, his eyes were on Yan Yibing's hat brim, and there was a focused expression in his dark pupils.

This kind of occasion is too noisy, Han Mo likes to be quiet, the more noisy he is, the colder his complexion becomes.

But today doesn't seem to be that cold?

Yan Yibing's gaze returned to his palm again.

This is not the first time Han Mo has peeled oranges for him. Han Mo often peeled oranges for him in the youth training camp.

He doesn't like the tendons in the orange, and he doesn't like the juice from the orange petals squeezed out. In a fucking way, it's very princess sick.

But Han Mo can peel it perfectly every time, removing all the silk without breaking the thin endocarp.

He was shy at first, thinking it was too much for someone to peel the orange for him.

But Han Mo insisted on giving it to him, and he accepted it.

As a reward, if his family has any foreign specialties, he will also bring a copy to Han Mo.

How long has it been since Han Mo peeled an orange?

Yan Yibing was in a complicated mood.

But with their current relationship, it's not enough to enjoy the fruits of Han Mo's labor calmly.

Yan Yibing pretended to evade: "Han God is too polite, my hands are dirty, you can eat it yourself."

He heard Han Mo's breath sinking, and seemed a little helpless.

Immediately, Han Mo frowned slightly, raised his hand, picked up the orange petals, and fed them directly into Yan Yibing's mouth.

Yan Yibing was caught off guard and bit the orange with his teeth, stunned.

Han Mo's eyes fell on Yan Yibing's lips that were tightly clamped on Cheng Zi.

Yan Yibing's lips were moist, a little pale, squeezed by the orange, soft and innocent.

Under the peaked cap, Yan Yibing's almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and his hair was sticking to the corners of his eyes, as if he hadn't recovered from the shock.

But the tip of his tongue had already reached the ice-cold orange petals, and the fresh and sweet smell challenged his nerves.

Only then did Han Mo think of it.

Yan Yibing is obsessed with cleanliness, his actions just now seemed a little impulsive.

He had already taken the orange, so he couldn't help peeling it in the same way as before.

He also ate a lot, and only this petal was left.

Occasionally seeing Yan Yibing lingering in front of the orange plate, he knew that he was hypocritical, so he passed the peeled oranges without thinking too much.

Otherwise, when Yan Yibing does it himself, I don't know how long it will take for the ink to be eaten.

Han Mo's pupils shrank slightly, his lips tensed, and he said softly, "If you don't want to eat, just throw up..."

Yan Yibing moved his lips, and chewed the orange in his mouth.

After eating it, he naturally licked the corner of his lower lip, pretending to be calm and said: "It's not sweet."

The brim of the hat covered his frantically avoiding eyes and trembling eyelashes. After Yan Yibing said that, he turned his head in the opposite direction to Han Mo, but he was caught off guard and bumped into FollowPD's camera.

All his emotions, all his reactions, and the secrets under his hat were all captured by the camera.

Yan Yibing: "..."

Where the hell is this monitoring room deleted?

The author has something to say: Han Mo: Isn't it sweet?

Yan Yibing: Sweet, and, see the trouble to automatically delete the memory.