dissatisfied [e-sports]
Chapter 67
Four days later, Yan Yibing completely recovered.
The high fever subsided, the swelling of the parotid glands also disappeared, there was no pain at all when chewing, and even walking became easier.
He's cool.
After going to the hospital for a blood test and confirming that he had fully recovered, Yan Yibing packed his clothes and went back to the club overnight.
No one in the club was infected by him. Everyone trained in an orderly manner during this time, and Song Tang even rushed to the top ten in the US server.
Yan Yibing lazily leaned on the small sofa in the pantry, feeling the waves of condolences from everyone, as if the deviating feelings during the illness had become normal.
He no longer needs Han Mo's personal care, he won't suffer from the disease of being unable to open his mouth, and he won't give Han Mo a chance to kiss him.
The two of them are about to become a pure cooperative relationship, no matter how much, it is also a competitive relationship between the two captains.
Yan Yibing stood up, hands behind his back, and swayed back and forth in front of the French windows.
His eyes are bright and energetic, and he looks at the scenery that he once dismissed with fascination.
The traffic flow on the road is intermittent, pedestrians come and go, fireworks are lit in small barbecue shops, and fruit stalls are covered with sheds.
The sky was exceptionally bright, the sun was scorching hot, but scattered in the sparkling small river, the temperature was diluted by the cold river water.
He took a deep breath, letting go of a lot of burden in his heart.
He regards the events of this month as a deviation in his life.
Not only was Han Mo deviated, even he was deviated too.
Now that life is on the right track, all deviations should be corrected.
Yan Yibing also posted a lot of videos of sexy beauties, and followed a few European and American supermodels on Twitter.
A woman has an exquisite figure, is soft and charming, and this is what he should like.
He had always liked women.
Yan's mother still regretted that he left home so soon, and called him every day for the past two days.
Yan Yibing became enthusiastic about the blind dates introduced by his mother, not the perfunctory attitude he had before.
When his mother went out this time, she met a girl athlete, who was the same girl as him.
Yan's mother was categorical: "Son, this girl is really good, she is 24 years old, she is a figure skater, she is beautiful and slender, she talks freely and freely, you are both engaged in competitive sports, you will definitely be able to chat. "
Yan Yibing imagined the figure skating competition he had seen before.
Girls usually wear beautiful little skirts, doing all kinds of elegant and artistic movements on the ice, and they can easily pass over their heads with just a lift of their legs.
It's beautiful just by thinking about it.He pursed his lips and smiled: "Really, how did you meet?"
Yan's mother noticed a difference from Yan Yibing's cheerful tone.
She was elated, thinking that she had finally hit her son's heart.
It turns out that Yan Yibing is not afraid of marriage, but likes to play sports.
"Girl's parents are your father's former clients. When your father was still a senior lawyer, they were in charge of their company's listing project, and then they made friends. This time your father is on a business trip and happened to be in Lanshi. Girl I entertained my son’s parents, I’ve seen the girl, and she’s going to participate in the tournament soon.”
Yan Yibing nodded again and again: "It's amazing, you will always think about my luck when you go on business."
Yan's mother: "The girl is preparing for the game recently, and you should also prepare for the game. After you finish the game, I will arrange for the two of you to meet. The girl has never been to Shanghai. You can take her to play and go to Disney World." Like, let's develop a relationship."
When Yan Yibing thought of taking people to Disneyland, and thinking of the crowded Disneyland, he suddenly felt a little troublesome.
Just as he was about to find a reason to decline, the words came to his lips, but he swallowed them again.
"Okay, you can arrange it."
He needs to get in touch with girls more, so that he can return to normal as soon as possible, and forget all those things that shouldn't have happened.
"Okay, then go ahead and train, and I'll help you watch." Yan's mother was in high spirits, as if she had found a second spring in her career.
Yan Yibing cared about his mother and hung up the phone.
Sun Tianjiao came in from the outside with two boxes of ice cream, and closed the door behind her.
"Taro flavor or chocolate flavor, which one do you want?"
Yan Yibing put his phone on the table and subconsciously reached for the purple taro-flavored ice cream cup.
But when his finger was about to touch the wall of the cup, he paused and took the cup of chocolate instead.
Taro.
Candied taro.
It made him think of the sudden kiss that night.
Sun Tianjiao took a spoonful, sipped it, and sighed: "These two days are so damn hot, I'm almost out of shape."
"Well, it's quite hot." Yan Yibing concentrated on eating the ice cream with his head down, and answered casually.
In all fairness, the chocolate taste is also delicious.
Not worse than taro.
Sun Tianjiao looked at him for a while, and said, "Ancestor, you have recovered, don't you want to go to the Union Building for training today?"
Yan Yibing shook his head resolutely, his soft and slightly longer hair swayed with his movements, and a strand of it rested on the bridge of his nose.
He brushed away the broken hair, and said lightly: "No, just in case, I'm the same with them in the club."
In fact, he did it to avoid Han Mo.
During this period of time, he and Han Mo had become too intimate, and he had to let Han Mo know that such days would not become the norm, and the chances of them seeing each other would become less and less.
Han Mo is only 19 years old, maybe in a few years he will automatically become normal and like women.
Young, always a bit deviant idea.
But he is 25 and can no longer be deviant.
Sun Tianjiao didn't notice Yan Yibing's strangeness, and chatted with him casually.
"Prince has a newcomer, you know that?"
Yan Yibing's movements paused, his eyes drooped, and he wrote lightly, "Ah, I heard."
He still knew this from Han Mo, perhaps earlier than Sun Tianjiao.
Sun Tianjiao put down the ice cream, and sighed deeply: "I'm really jealous of Xiaoding, how can he be so lucky, the sky can always fall into the sky. Han Mo back then, now Xin Chen. Oh, that newcomer is called Xin Chen , They haven’t made an official announcement yet, but they were dug out by me, tsk tsk tsk, I’m so pissed off, he didn’t reply a word to the email I sent to Xin Chen, and went to Prince instead.”
Yan Yibing raised his eyes, glanced at him, and said in surprise, "Very powerful?"
Sun Tianjiao nodded: "At the age of 17, she broke into the top five of Hanbok. Although she only made it once, she quickly fell down, because the top players in Korea are also practicing with the fourth row, and their scores are particularly high. Usually, Xin Chen can stabilize for a while.
This is the same age as you back then, with the same grades, but you are still different. You entered the industry late and played casually at the beginning. If you got in touch with it earlier, you might be able to enter it at the age of fifteen or sixteen.
Anyway, after I noticed it, I must have sent a private message immediately, but I have never received a reply. I thought it was the kind of amateur player who was unwilling to engage in this industry. I didn't expect him to take the initiative to go to Prince without even a polite reply. "
Yan Yibing was silent for a moment, then continued to eat ice cream, his mood waning: "That's a pretty good seedling, cultivate it well, the future is limitless."
Sun Tianjiao snorted sourly: "I think Ding Jun's neck is almost raised to the sky these days, proud like a hen that has laid eggs, and he is very strict with that little contestant, for fear that people will run away gone."
Yan Yibing laughed, "Really."
Sun Tianjiao blinked, moved closer, and gossiped: "You don't know yet, I heard that the kid is a fan of Han Mo, and he went to Prince to fight side by side with Han Mo, saying that he wanted to become famous overnight like Han Mo, Ding Jun spoiled him so much, he even asked Han Mo to double row with him and personally guide him in training, oh my god, that is Han Mo, Ding Jun's eyeball."
Yan Yibing raised his eyebrows, nonchalantly: "Bringing newcomers, I didn't do the same at the beginning, I still brought a bunch of them."
Sun Tianjiao snorted, "You're free and happy, do you think Han Mo's temper is willing to take on this job?"
Yan Yibing said in a calm voice: "Why don't you want to, who hasn't been in the second stage of middle school to be a good teacher."
Sun Tianjiao was disappointed: "If this kid joins Prince's first team, they will be stronger. I think Mobei will be replaced in the next transfer period. In fact, Mobei is also good. The kid is working hard, but the sense of existence is a bit low. .”
"Mobei." Yan Yibing was in a daze.
He is actually not very familiar with Mobei, but when Prince announced that Mobei had joined the first team, he also retweeted his congratulations.
Later, when the team had a friendship, Mobei also toasted him.
He has a good impression of Mobei, he knows that this kid has bright eyes, he is a bit naive, but he works hard.
The rookie is stronger, and Mobei will be replaced.
I don't know if he can bear it at his current age.
But the competitive arena is so cruel.
Sun Tianjiao immediately sighed: "Cruel!"
He patted Yan Yibing on the shoulder.
He could only talk to Yan Yibing about these words.
As the team manager, he understands Ding Jun's approach very well, but once he develops feelings with the team members, it will be heartbreaking to be a villain.
"Heh." Yan Yibing smiled lightly, Xinghe's eyes were bent, and a faint silkworm appeared in his eyes.
But in fact he didn't want to laugh at all.
Such cruelty has actually surrounded him all the time.
Liang Hefeng, Lei Ming, and now Mo Bei.
If they were more talented and had better grades, maybe it would be a completely different situation.
He regretted, regretted, but could do nothing.
He could only watch the brothers who had been close to each other, and the juniors whom he had treated sincerely, gradually become beyond recognition.
After eating the ice cream, it was time for Yan Yibing to go to training.
He found a separate training room, connected peripherals, entered the server, and stood in a row with Yu Yan, Chen Chi and Han Mo.
Yu Yan: "Tsk, my son has been resurrected with full blood, and he still hasn't come to see Dad in person."
Yan Yibing: "Oh, I'm afraid that the aftermath of the virus will take you away."
Yu Yan: "I've had a good time at home for a week, so I won't forget how to shoot."
Yan Yibing: "Don't worry, Dad won't forget how to shoot a gun even if he forgets that you are a son."
Chen Chi: "Don't be poor, let's go."
They don't talk much during the game. For players like them, if they mention a word casually, everyone will understand what the other party means.
Played ten rounds in a row.
Except that the formation is always somewhat discrete, they almost ate all the chickens.
The MVPs are different, but even.
The two assaulters Yan Yibing and Han Mo played a big role. They took the most heads, but they also took a lot of thunder. For them, pinning their hopes on their teammates was a very novel experience.
After all, in previous games, they were the ones who carried this burden.
After training, Yan Yibing quarreled with Yu Yan, closed the game and logged out.
He immediately received Han Mo's WeChat.
The remark name has been changed from [little animal] to [cold mo] by him.
It's just that the word Hanmo is neither painful nor itchy, and can't express any emotion. It seems that it is not as kind as [little beast].
[Han Mo: Are you still feeling uncomfortable?Going out to dinner? 】
Yan Yibing rubbed his eyebrows and sighed.
He stared at WeChat for more than a minute, then slowly put down his phone, turned it off, and didn't reply.
It's not that I don't want to go back, it's that I don't want to be so close.
At eight o'clock in the evening, it was already past time for dinner.
Yan Yibing ordered a takeaway, and while eating, he glanced at his phone from time to time.
Han Mo never sent another WeChat message, he believed that Han Mo should understand what he meant.
Dinner is his favorite bald butter bibimbap.
Because of the high level of purine, he only eats it once every few months, and every time it is the ultimate enjoyment, he can't wait to spend an hour tasting it one by one.
Only today, he suddenly felt that the rice was a bit fishy, and after eating it, his stomach was overwhelmed with nausea.
In the end, there was more than half a bowl left. He looked at the yellow and oily crab roe, but couldn't eat any more.
Yan Yibing licked his lips, feeling suddenly uncomfortable.
It has been three hours since Han Mo sent him a WeChat message.
It's time to go back.
As if the seal had been undone suddenly, Yan Yibing quickly fished out the phone, quickly swept his fingers across the keyboard, and sent it as if he was in a dead line for a few seconds.
[Yan Yibing: I just saw that, after dinner, it's completely healed. 】
After confirming that the WeChat message was sent, he swallowed, his Adam's apple tightened, and his lips moved subconsciously.
2 minutes passed, the message lost the last chance to withdraw, Han Mo did not reply.
Yan Yibing felt that the seal he finally broke seemed to be stuck again, and he fell into a new round of waiting.
He looked at the WeChat interface, frowning, feeling agitated.
He felt guilty for not replying to Han Mo's news, but he was afraid that Han Mo would misunderstand something if he did.
This situation has seriously affected his life.
He had nothing to do at night, so he packed his meals and sent them to the refrigerator in the kitchen, and then came back to lie on the bed to catch up on sleep.
After closing his eyes for a while, he couldn't fall asleep, so he got up again to take a shower.
After taking a shower, he came out of the bathroom completely wet.
While shaking his hair, he turned off the air conditioner that was blowing cold air.
The moment the empty fan page was completely closed, the phone vibrated.
Yan Yibing's heart skipped a beat.
He didn't care to wipe his hair, hurried to the bedside, picked up his phone and took a look.
It is WeChat.
It was a message from Han Mo.
[Han Mo: Yes. 】
One word, without any emotion, without any meaning, seems to express that you know it.
Yan Yibing became even more irritable.
It is better not to reply this word.
He turned and sat on the bed with a towel on his head, arched his back, and stared blankly at the floor.
Ever since he took the initiative to alienate Han Mo, he started to feel uneasy.
Yan Yibing didn't know what was going on with his current state.
He often does not respond to messages in a timely manner. Sometimes when he sees it, he thinks it is not important and will not reply immediately.
For example, Liang Hefeng, after listening to the long speeches before, he found that they were all complaining about how unprofessional the company's recruitment process was, and how perverted the requirements were.
But he didn't return.
Because it doesn't matter, complaining about work is something everyone does, and the boss is not a philanthropist, so it's normal to make you feel bad.
But even if he didn't reply, he didn't feel too uncomfortable.
Why is Han Mo different?
What's the difference?
Why did he feel so uncomfortable for deliberately not replying to Han Mo's news?
A little water on the body has evaporated.
He didn't even have time to wipe it off.
Only his hair was still wet, and the cool water droplets hit his shoulders from time to time.
Yan Yibing logged on to Weibo, which he hadn't been on for a long time.
He found that the last post he posted was still complaining about bad luck in life.
That time, Han Mo blocked him on a blind date, deliberately found fault, and threatened him with the account that exposed the little wild cat.
Han Mo must have liked him back then.
So when he went on a blind date, Han Mo must have been furious.
Yan Yibing chuckled, moved his finger, and sent another status.
[@Zero言易冰: Finally revived with full blood, mumps is dying, everyone try to wear masks in crowded places. 】
【Ahhhhhhhhhh first! 】
【Ice God, I love you, post more selfies! 】
[The new sportswear is super beautiful, I started with it, Bingbing has a really good figure. 】
[East Asia Tournament ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, don't lose face! 】
[Ice God got mumps?God, that one is so uncomfortable, I can't even eat, my heart hurts. 】
[I lost six pounds when I got mumps, and my eyes were green when I was hungry. It was too painful, and it hurt when I chewed. 】
[Didn't it be hard for adults to get it, so unlucky. 】
Yan Yibing thought to himself, he wasn't thin, he seemed to be a little fatter.
Thanks to Han Mo who managed to make delicious food for him.
Thinking of Han Mo, his eyes trembled, and he searched Han Mo's Weibo by accident.
Han Mo's Weibo has always been boring.
He never expresses his opinions or expresses his emotions. In addition to advertisements in his Weibo, they are advertisements, or they are promotions that friends ask him to repost.
Yan Yibing clicked in and found that the latest one was the official blog of Han Mozhuan's endorser.
It's the one who signed the annual endorsement of the East Asia Competition.
This brand is also good, comparable to the one he signed.
It's just that he signed the endorsement for the quarter, and both parties were very cautious, so Han Mo directly signed the annual endorsement.
Yan Yibing clicked into the advertising blog, wondering why the comments were sorted in real time.
[? ? ?Which little bitch is my husband following? 】
[What is @XC0717, the license plate number? 】
[Wouldn't it be the person Hanshen said in the live broadcast that he wanted to chase, hey, I've got a heart attack! 】
[Stupid, everyone, that's a man!I also followed Prince's official blog and other Prince players, so it must be the staff. 】
Yan Yibing opened Han Mo's watch list, and found that the first one on the list was indeed @XC0717.
Poke into @XC0717's Weibo, there is only one post.
[@XC0717: Captain @Prince Hanmo, sooner or later, I will stand side by side with you at the peak! 】
Popular replies——
[@Prince Hanmo: Come on. 】
【@XC0717回复@Prince寒陌:啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊我太开心了! 】
This conversation was after Han Mo answered his "um".
This microblog, which looks like a license plate number, is probably the new contestant Xin Chen's.
It seems that Ding Jun is worried that Ye Chang has many dreams and wants to make an official announcement as soon as possible.
It was rare for Han Mo to cooperate.
However, it must be very cool for someone to worship yourself, and the cooperation is normal.
Standing shoulder to shoulder at the top or something.
Ha ha.
Yan Yibing twitched his lips lazily, feeling tight in his chest.
The author has something to say: Yan Yibing: …
Han Mo: Darling, Ding Jun forced you.
The high fever subsided, the swelling of the parotid glands also disappeared, there was no pain at all when chewing, and even walking became easier.
He's cool.
After going to the hospital for a blood test and confirming that he had fully recovered, Yan Yibing packed his clothes and went back to the club overnight.
No one in the club was infected by him. Everyone trained in an orderly manner during this time, and Song Tang even rushed to the top ten in the US server.
Yan Yibing lazily leaned on the small sofa in the pantry, feeling the waves of condolences from everyone, as if the deviating feelings during the illness had become normal.
He no longer needs Han Mo's personal care, he won't suffer from the disease of being unable to open his mouth, and he won't give Han Mo a chance to kiss him.
The two of them are about to become a pure cooperative relationship, no matter how much, it is also a competitive relationship between the two captains.
Yan Yibing stood up, hands behind his back, and swayed back and forth in front of the French windows.
His eyes are bright and energetic, and he looks at the scenery that he once dismissed with fascination.
The traffic flow on the road is intermittent, pedestrians come and go, fireworks are lit in small barbecue shops, and fruit stalls are covered with sheds.
The sky was exceptionally bright, the sun was scorching hot, but scattered in the sparkling small river, the temperature was diluted by the cold river water.
He took a deep breath, letting go of a lot of burden in his heart.
He regards the events of this month as a deviation in his life.
Not only was Han Mo deviated, even he was deviated too.
Now that life is on the right track, all deviations should be corrected.
Yan Yibing also posted a lot of videos of sexy beauties, and followed a few European and American supermodels on Twitter.
A woman has an exquisite figure, is soft and charming, and this is what he should like.
He had always liked women.
Yan's mother still regretted that he left home so soon, and called him every day for the past two days.
Yan Yibing became enthusiastic about the blind dates introduced by his mother, not the perfunctory attitude he had before.
When his mother went out this time, she met a girl athlete, who was the same girl as him.
Yan's mother was categorical: "Son, this girl is really good, she is 24 years old, she is a figure skater, she is beautiful and slender, she talks freely and freely, you are both engaged in competitive sports, you will definitely be able to chat. "
Yan Yibing imagined the figure skating competition he had seen before.
Girls usually wear beautiful little skirts, doing all kinds of elegant and artistic movements on the ice, and they can easily pass over their heads with just a lift of their legs.
It's beautiful just by thinking about it.He pursed his lips and smiled: "Really, how did you meet?"
Yan's mother noticed a difference from Yan Yibing's cheerful tone.
She was elated, thinking that she had finally hit her son's heart.
It turns out that Yan Yibing is not afraid of marriage, but likes to play sports.
"Girl's parents are your father's former clients. When your father was still a senior lawyer, they were in charge of their company's listing project, and then they made friends. This time your father is on a business trip and happened to be in Lanshi. Girl I entertained my son’s parents, I’ve seen the girl, and she’s going to participate in the tournament soon.”
Yan Yibing nodded again and again: "It's amazing, you will always think about my luck when you go on business."
Yan's mother: "The girl is preparing for the game recently, and you should also prepare for the game. After you finish the game, I will arrange for the two of you to meet. The girl has never been to Shanghai. You can take her to play and go to Disney World." Like, let's develop a relationship."
When Yan Yibing thought of taking people to Disneyland, and thinking of the crowded Disneyland, he suddenly felt a little troublesome.
Just as he was about to find a reason to decline, the words came to his lips, but he swallowed them again.
"Okay, you can arrange it."
He needs to get in touch with girls more, so that he can return to normal as soon as possible, and forget all those things that shouldn't have happened.
"Okay, then go ahead and train, and I'll help you watch." Yan's mother was in high spirits, as if she had found a second spring in her career.
Yan Yibing cared about his mother and hung up the phone.
Sun Tianjiao came in from the outside with two boxes of ice cream, and closed the door behind her.
"Taro flavor or chocolate flavor, which one do you want?"
Yan Yibing put his phone on the table and subconsciously reached for the purple taro-flavored ice cream cup.
But when his finger was about to touch the wall of the cup, he paused and took the cup of chocolate instead.
Taro.
Candied taro.
It made him think of the sudden kiss that night.
Sun Tianjiao took a spoonful, sipped it, and sighed: "These two days are so damn hot, I'm almost out of shape."
"Well, it's quite hot." Yan Yibing concentrated on eating the ice cream with his head down, and answered casually.
In all fairness, the chocolate taste is also delicious.
Not worse than taro.
Sun Tianjiao looked at him for a while, and said, "Ancestor, you have recovered, don't you want to go to the Union Building for training today?"
Yan Yibing shook his head resolutely, his soft and slightly longer hair swayed with his movements, and a strand of it rested on the bridge of his nose.
He brushed away the broken hair, and said lightly: "No, just in case, I'm the same with them in the club."
In fact, he did it to avoid Han Mo.
During this period of time, he and Han Mo had become too intimate, and he had to let Han Mo know that such days would not become the norm, and the chances of them seeing each other would become less and less.
Han Mo is only 19 years old, maybe in a few years he will automatically become normal and like women.
Young, always a bit deviant idea.
But he is 25 and can no longer be deviant.
Sun Tianjiao didn't notice Yan Yibing's strangeness, and chatted with him casually.
"Prince has a newcomer, you know that?"
Yan Yibing's movements paused, his eyes drooped, and he wrote lightly, "Ah, I heard."
He still knew this from Han Mo, perhaps earlier than Sun Tianjiao.
Sun Tianjiao put down the ice cream, and sighed deeply: "I'm really jealous of Xiaoding, how can he be so lucky, the sky can always fall into the sky. Han Mo back then, now Xin Chen. Oh, that newcomer is called Xin Chen , They haven’t made an official announcement yet, but they were dug out by me, tsk tsk tsk, I’m so pissed off, he didn’t reply a word to the email I sent to Xin Chen, and went to Prince instead.”
Yan Yibing raised his eyes, glanced at him, and said in surprise, "Very powerful?"
Sun Tianjiao nodded: "At the age of 17, she broke into the top five of Hanbok. Although she only made it once, she quickly fell down, because the top players in Korea are also practicing with the fourth row, and their scores are particularly high. Usually, Xin Chen can stabilize for a while.
This is the same age as you back then, with the same grades, but you are still different. You entered the industry late and played casually at the beginning. If you got in touch with it earlier, you might be able to enter it at the age of fifteen or sixteen.
Anyway, after I noticed it, I must have sent a private message immediately, but I have never received a reply. I thought it was the kind of amateur player who was unwilling to engage in this industry. I didn't expect him to take the initiative to go to Prince without even a polite reply. "
Yan Yibing was silent for a moment, then continued to eat ice cream, his mood waning: "That's a pretty good seedling, cultivate it well, the future is limitless."
Sun Tianjiao snorted sourly: "I think Ding Jun's neck is almost raised to the sky these days, proud like a hen that has laid eggs, and he is very strict with that little contestant, for fear that people will run away gone."
Yan Yibing laughed, "Really."
Sun Tianjiao blinked, moved closer, and gossiped: "You don't know yet, I heard that the kid is a fan of Han Mo, and he went to Prince to fight side by side with Han Mo, saying that he wanted to become famous overnight like Han Mo, Ding Jun spoiled him so much, he even asked Han Mo to double row with him and personally guide him in training, oh my god, that is Han Mo, Ding Jun's eyeball."
Yan Yibing raised his eyebrows, nonchalantly: "Bringing newcomers, I didn't do the same at the beginning, I still brought a bunch of them."
Sun Tianjiao snorted, "You're free and happy, do you think Han Mo's temper is willing to take on this job?"
Yan Yibing said in a calm voice: "Why don't you want to, who hasn't been in the second stage of middle school to be a good teacher."
Sun Tianjiao was disappointed: "If this kid joins Prince's first team, they will be stronger. I think Mobei will be replaced in the next transfer period. In fact, Mobei is also good. The kid is working hard, but the sense of existence is a bit low. .”
"Mobei." Yan Yibing was in a daze.
He is actually not very familiar with Mobei, but when Prince announced that Mobei had joined the first team, he also retweeted his congratulations.
Later, when the team had a friendship, Mobei also toasted him.
He has a good impression of Mobei, he knows that this kid has bright eyes, he is a bit naive, but he works hard.
The rookie is stronger, and Mobei will be replaced.
I don't know if he can bear it at his current age.
But the competitive arena is so cruel.
Sun Tianjiao immediately sighed: "Cruel!"
He patted Yan Yibing on the shoulder.
He could only talk to Yan Yibing about these words.
As the team manager, he understands Ding Jun's approach very well, but once he develops feelings with the team members, it will be heartbreaking to be a villain.
"Heh." Yan Yibing smiled lightly, Xinghe's eyes were bent, and a faint silkworm appeared in his eyes.
But in fact he didn't want to laugh at all.
Such cruelty has actually surrounded him all the time.
Liang Hefeng, Lei Ming, and now Mo Bei.
If they were more talented and had better grades, maybe it would be a completely different situation.
He regretted, regretted, but could do nothing.
He could only watch the brothers who had been close to each other, and the juniors whom he had treated sincerely, gradually become beyond recognition.
After eating the ice cream, it was time for Yan Yibing to go to training.
He found a separate training room, connected peripherals, entered the server, and stood in a row with Yu Yan, Chen Chi and Han Mo.
Yu Yan: "Tsk, my son has been resurrected with full blood, and he still hasn't come to see Dad in person."
Yan Yibing: "Oh, I'm afraid that the aftermath of the virus will take you away."
Yu Yan: "I've had a good time at home for a week, so I won't forget how to shoot."
Yan Yibing: "Don't worry, Dad won't forget how to shoot a gun even if he forgets that you are a son."
Chen Chi: "Don't be poor, let's go."
They don't talk much during the game. For players like them, if they mention a word casually, everyone will understand what the other party means.
Played ten rounds in a row.
Except that the formation is always somewhat discrete, they almost ate all the chickens.
The MVPs are different, but even.
The two assaulters Yan Yibing and Han Mo played a big role. They took the most heads, but they also took a lot of thunder. For them, pinning their hopes on their teammates was a very novel experience.
After all, in previous games, they were the ones who carried this burden.
After training, Yan Yibing quarreled with Yu Yan, closed the game and logged out.
He immediately received Han Mo's WeChat.
The remark name has been changed from [little animal] to [cold mo] by him.
It's just that the word Hanmo is neither painful nor itchy, and can't express any emotion. It seems that it is not as kind as [little beast].
[Han Mo: Are you still feeling uncomfortable?Going out to dinner? 】
Yan Yibing rubbed his eyebrows and sighed.
He stared at WeChat for more than a minute, then slowly put down his phone, turned it off, and didn't reply.
It's not that I don't want to go back, it's that I don't want to be so close.
At eight o'clock in the evening, it was already past time for dinner.
Yan Yibing ordered a takeaway, and while eating, he glanced at his phone from time to time.
Han Mo never sent another WeChat message, he believed that Han Mo should understand what he meant.
Dinner is his favorite bald butter bibimbap.
Because of the high level of purine, he only eats it once every few months, and every time it is the ultimate enjoyment, he can't wait to spend an hour tasting it one by one.
Only today, he suddenly felt that the rice was a bit fishy, and after eating it, his stomach was overwhelmed with nausea.
In the end, there was more than half a bowl left. He looked at the yellow and oily crab roe, but couldn't eat any more.
Yan Yibing licked his lips, feeling suddenly uncomfortable.
It has been three hours since Han Mo sent him a WeChat message.
It's time to go back.
As if the seal had been undone suddenly, Yan Yibing quickly fished out the phone, quickly swept his fingers across the keyboard, and sent it as if he was in a dead line for a few seconds.
[Yan Yibing: I just saw that, after dinner, it's completely healed. 】
After confirming that the WeChat message was sent, he swallowed, his Adam's apple tightened, and his lips moved subconsciously.
2 minutes passed, the message lost the last chance to withdraw, Han Mo did not reply.
Yan Yibing felt that the seal he finally broke seemed to be stuck again, and he fell into a new round of waiting.
He looked at the WeChat interface, frowning, feeling agitated.
He felt guilty for not replying to Han Mo's news, but he was afraid that Han Mo would misunderstand something if he did.
This situation has seriously affected his life.
He had nothing to do at night, so he packed his meals and sent them to the refrigerator in the kitchen, and then came back to lie on the bed to catch up on sleep.
After closing his eyes for a while, he couldn't fall asleep, so he got up again to take a shower.
After taking a shower, he came out of the bathroom completely wet.
While shaking his hair, he turned off the air conditioner that was blowing cold air.
The moment the empty fan page was completely closed, the phone vibrated.
Yan Yibing's heart skipped a beat.
He didn't care to wipe his hair, hurried to the bedside, picked up his phone and took a look.
It is WeChat.
It was a message from Han Mo.
[Han Mo: Yes. 】
One word, without any emotion, without any meaning, seems to express that you know it.
Yan Yibing became even more irritable.
It is better not to reply this word.
He turned and sat on the bed with a towel on his head, arched his back, and stared blankly at the floor.
Ever since he took the initiative to alienate Han Mo, he started to feel uneasy.
Yan Yibing didn't know what was going on with his current state.
He often does not respond to messages in a timely manner. Sometimes when he sees it, he thinks it is not important and will not reply immediately.
For example, Liang Hefeng, after listening to the long speeches before, he found that they were all complaining about how unprofessional the company's recruitment process was, and how perverted the requirements were.
But he didn't return.
Because it doesn't matter, complaining about work is something everyone does, and the boss is not a philanthropist, so it's normal to make you feel bad.
But even if he didn't reply, he didn't feel too uncomfortable.
Why is Han Mo different?
What's the difference?
Why did he feel so uncomfortable for deliberately not replying to Han Mo's news?
A little water on the body has evaporated.
He didn't even have time to wipe it off.
Only his hair was still wet, and the cool water droplets hit his shoulders from time to time.
Yan Yibing logged on to Weibo, which he hadn't been on for a long time.
He found that the last post he posted was still complaining about bad luck in life.
That time, Han Mo blocked him on a blind date, deliberately found fault, and threatened him with the account that exposed the little wild cat.
Han Mo must have liked him back then.
So when he went on a blind date, Han Mo must have been furious.
Yan Yibing chuckled, moved his finger, and sent another status.
[@Zero言易冰: Finally revived with full blood, mumps is dying, everyone try to wear masks in crowded places. 】
【Ahhhhhhhhhh first! 】
【Ice God, I love you, post more selfies! 】
[The new sportswear is super beautiful, I started with it, Bingbing has a really good figure. 】
[East Asia Tournament ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, don't lose face! 】
[Ice God got mumps?God, that one is so uncomfortable, I can't even eat, my heart hurts. 】
[I lost six pounds when I got mumps, and my eyes were green when I was hungry. It was too painful, and it hurt when I chewed. 】
[Didn't it be hard for adults to get it, so unlucky. 】
Yan Yibing thought to himself, he wasn't thin, he seemed to be a little fatter.
Thanks to Han Mo who managed to make delicious food for him.
Thinking of Han Mo, his eyes trembled, and he searched Han Mo's Weibo by accident.
Han Mo's Weibo has always been boring.
He never expresses his opinions or expresses his emotions. In addition to advertisements in his Weibo, they are advertisements, or they are promotions that friends ask him to repost.
Yan Yibing clicked in and found that the latest one was the official blog of Han Mozhuan's endorser.
It's the one who signed the annual endorsement of the East Asia Competition.
This brand is also good, comparable to the one he signed.
It's just that he signed the endorsement for the quarter, and both parties were very cautious, so Han Mo directly signed the annual endorsement.
Yan Yibing clicked into the advertising blog, wondering why the comments were sorted in real time.
[? ? ?Which little bitch is my husband following? 】
[What is @XC0717, the license plate number? 】
[Wouldn't it be the person Hanshen said in the live broadcast that he wanted to chase, hey, I've got a heart attack! 】
[Stupid, everyone, that's a man!I also followed Prince's official blog and other Prince players, so it must be the staff. 】
Yan Yibing opened Han Mo's watch list, and found that the first one on the list was indeed @XC0717.
Poke into @XC0717's Weibo, there is only one post.
[@XC0717: Captain @Prince Hanmo, sooner or later, I will stand side by side with you at the peak! 】
Popular replies——
[@Prince Hanmo: Come on. 】
【@XC0717回复@Prince寒陌:啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊我太开心了! 】
This conversation was after Han Mo answered his "um".
This microblog, which looks like a license plate number, is probably the new contestant Xin Chen's.
It seems that Ding Jun is worried that Ye Chang has many dreams and wants to make an official announcement as soon as possible.
It was rare for Han Mo to cooperate.
However, it must be very cool for someone to worship yourself, and the cooperation is normal.
Standing shoulder to shoulder at the top or something.
Ha ha.
Yan Yibing twitched his lips lazily, feeling tight in his chest.
The author has something to say: Yan Yibing: …
Han Mo: Darling, Ding Jun forced you.
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