dissatisfied [e-sports]

"Have you bought it before?" Yan Yibing looked at Han Mo's face and asked curiously.

Han Mo paused for a moment, then shook his head.

Yan Yi Bing smiled: "That's right, Captain Han's salary is so high, he won't be able to wear this brand."

Even the outermost sports jacket has a long thread hanging from the neckline, which shows that the quality is really terrible.

But Han Mo quickly returned to normal, and he stopped looking at these discounted sportswear, but softly asked Yan Yibing, "Do you want to buy diving equipment?"

"Well, okay." Yan Yibing only knows how to snorkel, and he learned it when he was taken on a trip by his parents when he was a minor.

He intends to test for a diving certificate, but one after another, the plan is shelved.

Yan Yibing bought a mask, snorkel, and flippers in a small section of sports equipment.

It is better to prepare these things that touch the body by himself, he doesn't like to rent public ones.

But when choosing a mask brand, he casually asked, "What brand did you choose?"

Han Mo: "I didn't buy these, I got my diving certificate."

If it's just three to five meters of snorkeling, he doesn't need these equipment at all, he can just go down in a diving suit.

If it’s a deep dive, it’s too troublesome to bring a cruise ship such as an air cylinder, and he would rather rent it on site.

Holding the mask, Yan Yibing was slightly surprised: "Where do you get so much time?"

Han Mo wrote lightly: "Sleep less and you will be fine."

Yan Yi Bing asked, "How much less sleep is considered?"

Han Mo paused, helped him put the mask into the car, and said softly: "I haven't been able to sleep for a while, find something to do."

He didn't elaborate, but Yan Yibing was not stupid.

Yan Yibing's expression was a bit complicated, his heart was sour, swollen and aching.

So, has Han Mo ever suffered from insomnia?

But even though he was insomnia, he didn't waste time with his eyes open, instead he filled himself up to the full.

How distressing this person is.

That's right.

He felt sorry for Han Mo.

He used to know nothing, so he easily told Han Mo to fuck off.

But if he knew a little more at the beginning, he would not be able to utter this word no matter what.

This is his favorite... Apprentice.

Yan Yibing's eyes trembled slightly, he turned his head, and changed the subject: "Hey, do you want to bring an Xbox? There is a screen in the room on the cruise ship, so you can play games then."

The game he is talking about is not PUBG, which requires hard work, thinking and practice.

It is a stand-alone game in the game console that is purely for relaxation and does not care about winning or losing.In fact, there must be places to provide game consoles on cruise ships, but most of them are for minors.

Adults like them cannot enter.

Han Mo was miserable too, if he had gone two years earlier, he would have been dissatisfied.

so small.

Thinking in his heart, he couldn't help saying: "If you are not an adult, you can enter the game room on the cruise ship, and even children can enter."

Han Mo glanced at him and said emphatically, "I'm not a child."

Yan Yibing said lightly, "I know you're not now."

Han Mo pushed the car downstairs, and when he distanced himself on the elevator, he whispered, "You don't know."

Yan Yibing didn't hear clearly, and asked in confusion, "What?"

Han Mo said steadily, "It's okay."

Carrying all the goods in the cart to the payment counter, Yan Yibing swiped his card neatly, and the two of them returned to the community with large and small bags of snacks and equipment.

Han Mo took the initiative to carry the heavier bag, and gave the bag full of potato chips to Yan Yibing.

Yan Yibing's lips moved, as if hesitating, but Hanmo picked it up and left without giving him time to refuse.

At the door of the house, Yan Yibing put down the plastic bag and clapped his hands.

The palm was a little red from being strangled, and Xu Kong scratched it twice before recovering.

After relaxing his fingers, he remembered Han Mo.

The Coke and Haagen-Dazs Han Mo carried must be heavier.

Yan Yibing didn't think too much, and directly grabbed Han Mo's hand, spread his palm, and looked down.

There was a deep mark on Han Mo's palm, which was sunken due to being squeezed.

After putting down the heavy object, the palm of his hand was filled with blood rapidly, and the red marks became more abrupt.

This is a top professional player who just won the PCL championship.

In order to carry things strangled like this.

It was because of the same profession that Yan Yibing could empathize with him. He subconsciously rubbed the strangle marks on Han Mo's palm with his own.

While kneading, he sighed: "It's still too heavy. I knew I wouldn't buy so many."

Han Mo was so shocked that he didn't dare to move.

Yan Yibing was very close, and there was a scent of shower gel mixed with sunshine on his body.

His half-length hair hangs slightly, blown by the sporadic wind, dangling in front of his eyes, leaving a light shadow on his delicate and shiny side face illuminated by the sun.

Yan Yibing's hand was also very soft, the palm was moist and tender, and he pressed it against his hand and rubbed it gently.

The strength seems to have rubbed into his heart.

It doesn't help the strangulation, but...he doesn't mind being rubbed for a while.

However, Yan Yibing soon discovered that rubbing didn't work, and he had to wait for the skin to recover on its own.

So he withdrew his hand in disappointment: "It's useless."

Han Mo felt a chill in his palm, the soft touch was gone, and his heart was itchy.

He stared at Yan Yibing's slightly curled eyelashes, and said in a low voice, "It works."

Yan Yibing looked up at him, wondering, "What's the use?"

Han Mo was silent for a few seconds, his eyes trembled, he turned his head and took a deep breath: "I'm going home."

"Oh." Yan Yibing was stunned for a moment, and then realized that today he and Han Mo were a little dreamy.

It's time to end.

Yan Yibing asked his aunt for help and moved the things he bought back home.

It wasn't until he was lazily lying on the bed that he realized that he forgot the two bags of potato chips that he promised Han Mo.

He sat up with a grunt, walked quickly to the kitchen, and looked at Han Mo's villa through the window.

The window is open, but no one can be seen, and the curtains, as always, let themselves go, fluttering and fluttering.

Yan Yibing tensed his lower lip, then walked upstairs slowly.

What was he thinking just now, he was visually measuring the distance between the two villas, to see if he could complete the operation of throwing potato chips into Han Mo's window through the air.

Potato chips are too light to be thrown, unless you put a stone in them.

And although he is very accurate in sniping in the game, in real life, he can't even set the dolls on the floor.

Yan Yibing lay on the bed again, touched his phone, and casually searched for news.

Watching and watching, he started to search for Han Shi in a strange way.

This brand was established two years ago. At the beginning, it wanted to become a luxury brand in China and take the route of high-end customization. However, the high place is extremely cold. The rich people still believe that foreign brands are better, so they took many detours. Sales dropped to [-] per quarter at one point.

Later, Hanshi's business philosophy changed, and she completely gave up on the high-end boutique route, and began to discount heavily. The number of users sank, and the clothes changed from the original [-] to [-] to the current one or two hundred.

Because Hanshi has done a lot of high-end advertisements before, some consumers have formed the impression that the clothes are expensive, luxurious and unaffordable.

So once the clothes are cheap, they will feel that they can also afford big brands and start vanity consumption.

In just this year, the sales volume of Han Poetry has increased by more than a thousand times.

Yan Yibing accidentally saw the name of the founder of Hanshi.

Also surnamed Han, called Han Tang.

He is 43 years old and has been divorced before. He married his current wife a few years ago, but he has no children so far.

His wife is from a scholarly family, and his father-in-law is the X-generation successor of a certain calligraphy master, who is very prestigious in Jiangbei.

The wife's name is Zuo Yunshi, and the brand of Hanshi is derived from the two people's names.

According to the encyclopedia, Hantang was born in poverty and is a model of hardworking and frugal self-made. This year, he was named an honorary entrepreneur in Jiangbei City and registered as a member of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce.

However, there are also rumors that he is a phoenix man, but no one believes the unrealistic news. After all, he and his wife are very affectionate and often attend events as a couple.

Yan Yibing couldn't figure out why Han Mo would show such a disgusted expression when he saw this brand of sportswear.

After a while, he lost interest.

I don’t know why I’m checking a strange entrepreneur by myself.

Although Hanshi is a well-known company in Jiangbei City, and its business is getting better and better, but in this part of Shanghai, it really doesn't stand out at all.

There are too many rich people in Shanghai, and there are too many well-known companies. Most of the bosses are very humble, because it is very easy to meet someone who is stronger than themselves. Even walking on the street, you may encounter one or two very Wealth is expensive.

On the day of boarding, the pre-booked cruise ship car was waiting at the gate of the community.

Yan Yibing carried the suitcase and got into the car.

His suitcase is very heavy, and he has brought a lot of clothes and play equipment, of course, the latest Xbox is indispensable.

The tickets of all professional players are uniformly booked by the staff, so they should be together when checking in.

Yan Yibing arrived at the port, got out of the car, and saw all the acquaintances waiting at the gazebo.

The number of people who came was not small, there were more than a dozen of them, most of them were the captains of the major professional teams, and the players who had a good relationship with Chen Yan.

Seeing him, Yu Yan sat lazily on the stone slab and beckoned.

Yan Yibing was upset: "I didn't see that Dad brought such a big box, and he didn't know how to pick it up. It's not filial."

Yu Yan sneered: "Father still needs to carry the box for the wife, you are so lazy, why don't you find a husband to help you carry it."

Yan Yibing said with disgust, "What did Ding Luo like about you? You're still a wife. Having the opposite sex is not human."

Yu Yan pursed her lips: "Look at my good looks, can you care about me?"

Chen Yan said helplessly: "Brothers, I have retired, can you cry a little bit?"

Yu Yan: "Don't be hypocritical, you just go home and enjoy the blessing after you become famous."

Song Tang ran over and held a sun umbrella for Yan Yibing: "Captain, why are you carrying so much, I just carried a bag."

Yan Yibing: "Clothes, snacks, things to play, whatever you want, that's all."

In fact, he doesn't know how to tidy up, everything is messed up, and the obviously large space is easily filled.

Chen Chi looked at his watch: "Who else hasn't come, we should go in too."

Xiao Nuo said with a smile: "Our captain hasn't arrived yet, soon, he's stuck in traffic."

Leaning on Yu Yan's shoulder, Ding Luo asked curiously, "I heard that the God of Cold and the God of Ice live in the same community, why don't they come together?"

Yan Yibing muttered, "He returned to the club two days ago."

Ding Luo straightened up, hooked Yu Yan's shoulders, and said "Oh" meaningfully: "Ice God knew when he went back to the club, so it was an appointment but it didn't work out?"

Yan Yibing paused, and said uncomfortably, "I was planning to come by myself, and I can put at most one suitcase in the trunk of the special car."

Ding Luo nodded obediently, with an expression that she believed it.

But Yan Yibing always felt that she didn't believe it.

After waiting another 10 minutes, Han Mo finally arrived.

He was wearing a pair of black short sleeves, a red and white plaid shirt, a pair of tight ripped jeans on the lower body, a peaked cap on his head, and Bluetooth headsets in his ears.

As he was in a hurry, he sweated lightly. On his neck, the sweat shone brightly, and his Adam's apple looked extremely sexy.

The guests at the port who didn't know about e-sports or Han Mo also gave him sideways glances.

Yan Yibing sat on the stone bench, dangling his legs, curling his lips.

Han Mo's popularity with women is surprisingly good, he is not so lucky.

Chen Chi: "Hurry up, I'll be waiting for you."

Han Mo nodded and handed over his passport: "Sorry."

Entering the port hall, first check the passport, register, receive the consumption card and the identification on the ship.

They booked the Golden Romance of the Italian cruise company MSC. The route is from Shanghai to the coast of Japan. The pasta and pizza on the cruise ship are a must, but in order to cater to the tastes of the Chinese people, they also added hot pot restaurants and noodle shops.

After queuing up to register and receive their consumption cards, they followed the guidance, took the VIP route, and went upstairs directly.

Before entering the cruise ship, there is a photo session with the cruise ship.

Passengers are given one photo for free, but if they want more, they need to pay.

A few sporadic VIP guests are queuing up to take pictures.

More than a dozen professional players are obediently lining up at the end of the line.

Fortunately, there is free iced orange juice in the waiting area, so I don't feel bored in line.

Yan Yibing ranked first among all the players. After all, he had the most experience and the highest status, while Han Mo ranked second to last because of his young age. Only Xiao Nuo insisted on standing behind him.

While watching the cruise ship outside the glass corridor, Yan Yibing casually took a sip of the iced orange juice.

The sweetness was sweet enough, but it was a pity that it was a bit cold when it slipped into his stomach, he frowned and put it down again.

It just so happened that he was called to take a photo. He was distracted and forgot about the glass of iced orange juice, so he hurried forward to take a photo.

Glasses of orange juice stand on the edge of the table.

After taking the photo, Yan Yibing boarded the boat with the suitcase, and did not wait for the people behind. Anyway, their rooms are next to each other, so we can meet each other later.

The people behind all picked up a glass of iced orange juice to drink before taking the photo, but everyone saw Yan Yibing sipping the glass, so they tacitly took a circle around the glass, except that one didn't move.

This made Yan Yibing's iced orange juice stand out.

Han Mo didn't notice.

The courier I bought before arrived and asked him to pick it up, but he had been away for seven days and there was no one else at home, so he was communicating with the courier.

He asked the courier to send it to the post station or the express cabinet, but the courier said that it could not be stored for such a long time, and he had to find an acquaintance to collect it.

It's a pity that in the community, apart from Yan Yibing's family, he really doesn't have any acquaintances.

But he was too embarrassed to ask his mother to accept it.

Walking to the front, he instinctively picked up the most out-of-the-ordinary glass of iced orange juice, took a sip, felt that the taste of saccharin was rather strong, so he put it down.

Xiao Nuo hurriedly reminded him: "Captain! You just drank this cup!"

Han Mo paused, put down his phone, and glanced at the table where the orange juice was placed.

Xiao Nuo pointed: "Didn't you see that they took them in circles?"

"En." Han Mo replied calmly.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up the glass of sweet orange juice again, drank it down, and unconsciously licked the rim of the glass.

The author has something to say: Han Mo: Get an indirect kiss.