You are better than a cannon car [e-sports]

After accepting the group interview after the game, An Lin followed his teammates and prepared to board the car and return to the base.

"Brother An Lin played very well today." Lao Deng trotted to An Lin's side and patted him on the shoulder happily, "The momentum has come out."

"It's okay." An Lin stopped and looked at Lao Deng.

"Sigh!" Old Deng smiled wryly, "I knew that AM would kill Xiaoxi and then target the mid-upper. I was so nervous that my stomach hurt."

An Lin stood under the LED light, the cold white light made him a bit weak, he pursed his lips, "They are targeting the upper middle field, and the lower lane will definitely leak holes, I can't always ask my teammates to help me, I have to help occasionally them."

"I knew we were right, and you really didn't disappoint us."

An Lin looked at him, stood still and took a breath before saying, "Manager, I know that because of me, we played poorly in the summer split. The team has never achieved such poor results. I don't want to worry about the past Sorry about the matter, but it will get better and better!"

"No." Lao Deng patted his arm, "It's not your fault, everyone is not in good shape this year, really, I'm not lying, they didn't play very well."

"We are getting better and better!" An Lin suddenly smiled, full of confidence. "We will get better and better in the future!"

Old Deng didn't know if he was infected by his smile, so he nodded and said, "Well, let's go in."

An Lin took his peripheral bag and followed his teammates.

"Any—!" From a distance, a boy wearing a hat rushed over.

"..." An Lin was a little puzzled standing where he was, can fans also come in here?He remembered that fans were not allowed in this parking area except players and staff.

"Any! Hello!" The boy's face was a little red, his hat was pressed down, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"I like you very much!"

"Thank you...thank you." An Lin was a little curious, he thought he only had female fans of CP, after all most of the boys scolded him.

"This is for you!" The boy brought the flowers in front of An Lin, with a smile on his lips, "Today is great!"

An Lin thanked him, but didn't go to pick up the flowers: "You don't need the flowers, we can't accept gifts from fans."

"This is not a gift." The boy lowered his head again, and then moved the flower closer, "It's just a little thought from me, please accept it!"

An Lin was pushed back a small step by the sudden flowers.

"I have been paying attention to you silently. Some time ago, people on the Internet were scolding you. I explained to them, but no one listened. I know that you are not the kind of person who only relies on family connections. You are very good. I watch every game of yours and I'm always rooting for you."

The long-term pressure of public opinion made Anlin feel a little depressed. The sudden fans' encouragement made him a little moved. He didn't know what to say, so he hesitated for a while and wanted to raise his hand to accept it.

"Wait a minute." Su Xi, who didn't know when she turned her head, came to her side, looked down at the two of them, "what's going on?"

"Su...Papa Su!" Seeing Su Xi's body shaking, the boy became a little excited.

"He seems to be my fan." An Lin explained to him: "Just now he encouraged me to come and said he would send me flowers."

"Don't you know that we can't accept gifts from fans without permission?" Su Xi pressed An Lin's hand that he wanted to raise.

"...Oh." An Lin also felt that it was not good, looked at the boy apologetically and said, "I'm sorry."

"What's wrong?" Lao Deng followed and looked at the situation, "This is it?"

"A fan sent flowers." Su Xi said simply.

"Fans?" Lao Deng looked at the boy in the hat in confusion.

"Hmm." "Why can fans come in here? Shouldn't they be waiting outside?"

"That's right, hey, classmate, how did you come in? Our fans are not allowed in." Old Deng lowered his head to look at the boy, but the boy pushed down his hat and avoided it.

"I... I didn't when I came in, no one said you can't come in."

"Thank you for your kindness, but our players are not allowed to receive gifts from fans directly. If you want to give them, you can pass them on to our staff." Su Xi frowned as she looked at the leather gloves on the fumbling people in front of her. , subconsciously shielding An Lin behind him.

"But it's just a bouquet of flowers, not any other valuables." The boy insisted, and moved a little closer to An Lin, "Any, I really like you!"

"Hey, don't don't! Don't get excited, classmate." Old Deng hurriedly stopped him, "Why don't you give me the flowers, and I'll collect them for him, too."

"Not good?" Su Xi reminded him.

"It's just a bunch of flowers, no one said anything." Lao Deng whispered to comfort him, and stretched out his hand to the boy: "Give me the flowers, classmate."

"No." The boy avoided, "I want to give it to Any."

"This..." Lao Deng was also a little speechless, he just wanted to get rid of this little boy, "Then An Lin, you can take it."

"...Yeah." An Lin nodded and was about to pick it up.

"Give it to me." Su Xi interrupted him, holding his hand to get it by herself.

As soon as he touched the wrapping paper, the boy immediately took the flowers back, obviously unwilling to let anyone other than An Lin pick them up.

"What's wrong?" Su Xi began to feel a little impatient.

"I...I, I want to give this flower, give..."

"I know, I'll take it for him, give it to me." Su Xi reached out and touched the belt again, but the boy didn't want to let go.

Su Xi didn't speak, but stared at him without moving.

"...Student?" Lao Deng was a little embarrassed looking at this enthusiastic fan, "You... let go?"

"..." The boy under the hat seemed to be trembling, and opened his mouth to say something, "I...I."

"Why haven't you left yet?" Gu Feng swaggered over, "What are you doing, yo, sending flowers."

"Let's go now." Su Xi used a little strength to take the flower from the boy's hand, but the boy snatched the flower away, turned around and ran away.

"Hiss—" Su Xi suddenly groaned in pain.

"What's wrong?" An Lin, who sensed something was wrong, immediately turned over his palm, his pupils dilated instantly, and a dazzling red was reflected inside.

Su Xi's hand was slipped by something, and the blood instantly covered the entire palm.