cry one let me see

Song Mingyi just wrapped the person in his arms.

The distance between the two was less than two fists away. As long as Song Mingyi lowered his head, he could smell the clean and fresh smell of Ruan Jun's hair.

Ruan Jun's ears turned red all of a sudden, and he shrank his hands in front of him, wanting to push him but was too embarrassed to touch him: "Senior, senior!"

Song Mingyi was about to back away, but saw that the blush in his ears was still rising like steam, and he looked flustered and shy.

It makes people want to bully.

"Hiss..." Song Mingyi took a breath, which really scared Ruan Jun too much to move.

"What, what's wrong?"

"Wait a minute, my wrist seems to be twisted, don't worry." Song Mingyi said.

Ruan Jun shrank his neck and tried to lean himself against the wall behind him, wishing he could just melt himself into it.

Song Mingyi's breath was just above his forehead, and his hair swayed when he was blown, and his eyes were itchy when he scratched, but he didn't dare to stretch out his hands to pull them away, so he could only blink and look down, staring at the buttons on Song Mingyi's clothes.

"I just said I hate you—"

Ruan Jun looked up at Song Mingyi who was talking, his expression was silently a little nervous.His expression is so vivid and direct that people can understand it without mind reading skills.

Song Mingyi stared at his eyes, and saw a blush in the corner of his eyes, which was protruded by Ruan Jun's own hair, Song Mingyi thought he was nervous and about to cry.

Why do you cry so easily here?Obviously, he was extremely proud and calm on the field.

The apex of his heart seemed to be pinched secretly by someone, Song Mingyi's throat was choked, and the words that came out became: "I'm teasing you. I don't hate it."

Ruan Jun was stunned for a moment, and when he raised his head, his pupils were full of Song Mingyi's figure: "Then why did you say that just now..."

Song Mingyi cleared his throat, braced his arms, and distanced himself from Ruan Jun.

"I didn't expect to scare you, sorry."

Ruan Jun quietly took a breath of fresh air, his chest that had been clenched just now relaxed, and subconsciously retorted: "It's not that scary."

It was actually scary.Anyone who is said "hate" by an idol will not feel at ease.

Song Mingyi hooked his lips, and listened to his unconvincing rebuttal, and gave a faint "hmm".

The two of them stood side by side against the wall for a while in silence.

Song Mingyi raised his hand to look at the time, estimated that there were still 10 minutes left, and didn't rush to go back, so he asked Ruan Jun, "Why didn't you clarify the matter on Weibo?"

Ruan Jun looked sideways at Song Mingyi: "Do you believe me?"

Song Mingyi frowned: "Are you so unconfident in yourself? Facts are facts, no one needs to believe it."

Ruan Jun whispered this sentence in his heart.

Then he felt that the booing he heard today and the white eyes he saw were not worth mentioning in an instant, because he longed for someone who believed in him to believe him.

When he opened his mouth to explain again, Ruan Jun also had a lot of confidence: "I want to clarify, but my Weibo account was confiscated by the manager. My account is not tied to other verification, and it will take a while to get it back."

Song Mingyi nodded, and said seriously: "If you accept it, you will accept it. Apart from playing well, you don't need to take anything else to heart."

Ruan Jun smiled unconsciously, feeling very satisfied, and nodded his head, like a good student obediently listening to the class.

When Song Mingyi turned his head, he saw his focused, well-behaved, and trusting eyes. He endured and endured, and the hand that was raised to rub his head finally landed on his shoulder and patted it.

It's quite strange to say that he and Ruan Jun had never been in contact before, and they barely knew each other for three months. In the first two months, they just looked at each other from a distance from the auditorium. In the last month, they only talked, but it was inexplicable. very accessible.

Even the team members under him only got to know each other after two months of getting along day and night.

Song Mingyi turned back to the commentary booth while Ruan Jun watched him off, just in time to meet the other T-lion players who were walking this way to get things.

Except for Sun Xiao, the others all yelled "Teacher Song".

Before taking two steps, Song Mingyi heard someone teasing behind him: "Everyone is gone, why are you still watching Langlang?"

This is teasing Ruan Jun with the "Little Langlang" that Song Mingyi said before.

Another person said: "This is a tight thigh hug. It's unlucky that Mr. Song was caught by you after all the hard work."

Song Mingyi paused, and was hesitating whether to turn his head, when Ruan Jun's voice sounded, neither humble nor overbearing, and with a sharpness that was not easy to bully: "Holding thighs is the same as playing a game, it depends on strength. The same leg, I will go The success rate of hugging must be higher than yours, after all, you are good."

This fierce look of baring his teeth at people, how could there be any shadow of being bullied and cried by him just now?

Song Mingyi let go of his heart and returned to the commentary booth.

The last game of the night was the match of Song Mingyi's pro-team BMG. Song Mingyi originally wanted to avoid suspicion by not explaining this game, but was forced by RE and Xiaoyu to work overtime, and let him go after explaining.

There was an episode in the middle, when RE pronounced the name of the team, he pronounced BMG as BGM, and almost slid under the table with a laugh.

"Sister, Mr. Song is sitting here. Can you change the name of the club?"

RE blushed, quickly admitted his mistake, and smoothed things over by saying, "Mr. Song, you really can't blame me for this. BMG and BGM are so similar. What did you think about the name?"

Song Mingyi recalled: "Boss Jiang named it."

Jiang Buyou is not only his former teammate, but also his current boss.

"However, when Boss Jiang named it, the original name was BraveManGames. It's okay if you yelled wrongly at my place today, but don't let him hear it. If he finds out that his macho club has become a BGM club, I guess it's pretty pissing."

Laughing language: "Macho Club Hahahahahaha!"

Members of the BMG team could hear his wild and exaggerated laughter wearing headphones, and all five pairs of eyes raised up to stare at him in an instant.

What happened to the macho club? !They like to call themselves that in private!The pros of the whole club are!

The laughing words stared at them so frightened: "Hahahaha... hiccup."

In this game, BMG won without any suspense. On the way back, the players were not too tired, and they got together to chat. The content of the chat happened to be what happened on Weibo during the day, and the person being discussed was today. Ruan Jun who just met Song Mingyi.

"...It was obviously sold, and it was miserable."

"If T-lion didn't want to win, why did he participate in the competition? Could it be that he was paid?" As soon as this statement came out, it immediately attracted the approval of several people.

"Bought spinach?" Spinach is "e-sports".

In fact, most players will buy a few bets casually, just for fun and to increase their confidence.

But it does not rule out that there are professional players who intentionally fake matches and lose to the opponent in order to make a fortune, but this kind of thing has not been heard in the KPL arena.

But without concrete evidence, this kind of thing is hard to say at all.

Another person known as the "gossip PHS" in the team raised his brows, and said that he didn't know where he heard the news: "But I heard that Ruan Jun usually has a bad personality. According to his teammates, this person usually I just searched and searched, I am extremely stingy. I heard that they still lose things in the base dormitory, maybe it is him..."

"Okay." Song Mingyi, who was resting in the front row with his eyes closed, suddenly interrupted him, "Don't talk nonsense about things without evidence."

Several team members fell silent, did not talk about this topic again, and rested on the chairs with their eyes closed.

After arriving at the base, the gossiping team member touched his purse before exclaiming, "It's over, I seem to have left my phone in the dressing room!!"

BMG's captain Bian Wuhan happened to get out of the car with him, and he paused when he heard this: "Didn't I remind you to take the phone on the dressing table when we left?"

The team member let out an "ah" with a confused and dazed expression: "Damn it, I forgot! I was in a hurry to go to the bathroom then!"

Forgot the mobile phone at the place where the competition was held. If it is small, it means losing thousands of dollars. If it is large, it is a machine that has not been trained in the past two days, which may cause delays.

Song Mingyi glanced at him: "Go up and train with them with the spare machine first, and I'll find it for you."

The team member drooped his mouth and eyes, a little disappointed and guilty. He also knew that this was the best way, so he could only say dryly: "Okay, thank you, Teacher Song."

Song Mingyi nodded: "Well, but you have to be prepared that you won't find it."

In such a large competition venue, there are several people just cleaning it. In the dressing room, I don’t know whether the monitoring tube is working or not, and whether I can find the mobile phone is another matter.

The teammate also understood: "I know, thank you Teacher Song for making a trip."

Song Mingyi nodded, turned around and got off the bus, and went to the parking lot to drive his own car.

In less than half an hour, he arrived at the competition venue. After parking the car, Song Mingyi was about to go to the main entrance of the competition venue when he suddenly saw Ruan Jun standing there.

Then, Ruan Jun's eyes lit up the moment he saw him, and he almost trotted to Song Mingyi.

"Is this your team member's mobile phone?" Ruan Jun handed Song Mingyi something in his hand.

Song Mingyi took it, and pressed the screen saver to take a look. It was the photo of the British short cat at the team member's house, so he took it: "Yes. I found it in the dressing room?"

"I was waiting for the car in the dressing room, and I heard the phone ringing, but no one came to pick it up."

Song Mingyi glanced left and right, and the gates inside the venue were indeed closed, making it impossible to enter.

The time on the phone shows that it is a quarter past nine in the evening.

"How long have you been waiting?" Song Mingyi put away the players' mobile phones and asked Ruan Jun.

In the end, Ruan Jun was stunned for a moment, and after hesitating for a while, he replied, "Probably... more than two hours."

Song Mingyi looked down at his face covered by a scarf covering most of his chin: "It's a quarter past nine, and your game didn't end before five. You waited five hours? Where are your teammates?"

Ruan Jun opened his mouth, took in a small breath of cold air accidentally, and said slowly, "So it's nine o'clock...my phone is out of battery, I don't know the time, and I can't contact them."