What kind of experience is it to have a group pet bamboo horse [E-sports]

Back at the base that night, the whole Vac had a big carnival.

Halfway through, Bai Ren was pushed out by everyone, asking him to invite Wen Jun along.

Wen Jun was also happy for them from the bottom of his heart, so even though it was the playoffs and the time was tight, he didn't stop everyone from messing around. Instead, he paid for them and added a lot of food for them.

Craz watched coldly, watching their smiling faces and sneered in his heart.

It was just a fluke victory, and if they really let them play again with the original lineup, the outcome is uncertain.

He turned his gaze to Xiaojiu again, and a flash of anger suddenly flashed across his sarcastic eyes.

Craz squinted his eyes, lit the cigarette in his mouth, turned and walked to the rooftop.

He should know better than others what the fate of disobeying himself is.

At the end of the carnival, Xiaojiu quietly walked up to the rooftop as an excuse to go to the bathroom.

Craz had an unknown number of cigarettes in his mouth, his arms were propped on the railing, and one of his hands was mechanically playing with a lighter.

After the wine was served, he still didn't approach him, but just leaned against the door, standing at the farthest place from him.

Craz didn't speak, and turned the lighter over and over a few times in his hand. After a while, he slowly asked, "Did you have fun?"

Xiaojiu didn't answer directly, "I was the one arguing with you last night. If you're not happy, you can come and punish me. Can you stop getting emotional during the game? They didn't offend you."

Craz smiled, "Without me today, didn't you win pretty well, and the manager came forward to celebrate with you."

Xiao Jiu pursed his lips, took half a step forward, and said, "Whether we win or not, as a coach, you should do what a coach should do."

Craz made a stunned expression: "So you still know that I am the coach, you are so fierce, I thought you were my coach."

Xiao Jiu's expression was tense, watching him without saying a word.

Craz said: "Don't be angry, come here, come to me."

Xiaojiu didn't move, and said: "If you have anything to say, just say it here, they are still waiting for me to go back."

Craz nodded, "You should still remember the time you were in MZ, right?"

When Xiaojiu heard him mention MZ, his expression changed.

MZ was his first professional team, and it was also the beginning of his relationship with Craz.

Xiao Jiu closed his eyes and said, "I haven't forgotten."

Craz smiled slightly: "It's fine if you don't forget, I just remind you at the right time."

Xiaojiu clenched his back teeth, "The incident at that time..."

Craz interrupted him: "Needless to say, as long as you know it in your heart."

Seeing that Xiaojiu's face was ugly, he no longer felt the joy of winning the game, so he curled his lips in satisfaction, "Okay, go back, they are still waiting for you."

Xiaojiu slowly raised his eyes, looked at Craz's face complicatedly for a moment, and finally turned and left.

Craz stopped playing with the lighter, thinking of the complicated look in Xiaojiu's eyes just now, he couldn't tell whether he was excited or disappointed.

Qiao Hui clutched the cell phone in his trouser pocket, and walked out of the lounge cautiously.As soon as he reached the stairs, he suddenly bumped into Xiaojiu who was coming downstairs.

He was afraid that Xiaojiu would ask him why he was there, so he wondered what kind of excuse he should find, but when he looked up, he found that Xiaojiu's face was ugly.

Qiao Hui frowned, a little worried: "What's wrong, Captain, are you feeling well?"

Xiaojiu took a deep breath and forced a smile, "It's nothing."

Qiao Hui looked up at the upstairs and asked in a low voice, "Isn't the coach scolding you again?"

Xiao Jiu shook his head: "No."

He saw that Qiao Hui was going downstairs, so he changed the subject: "Going to see the sickle sparrow?"

Qiao Hui was pierced in an instant, touched his nose and said, "He... stopped by, come and give me something."

Xiaojiu smiled: "You two still need to hide that from me?"

Qiao Hui lowered his head and admitted honestly: "He came to congratulate me on winning the game today."

Xiaojiu smiled and said: "Go, come back after getting bored and continue training, we still have a life-and-death battle."

Qiao Hui nodded vigorously, "We will definitely win the next match."

Xiaojiu's face was calm, but his heart was faintly worried.

The phone in his trouser pocket vibrated again, Qiao Hui pressed it vigorously, and said, "I'll go first!"

Xiaojiu said "um", and stopped him after thinking about it.

Qiao Hui went down two steps and turned to look at him.

Xiaojiu said: "Tell the sparrow to come to the base in the future and park the car in another place."

He paused, and said: "Now that place can be seen clearly from the rooftop."

When Qiao Hui saw Lian Que, the first thing he did was to tell him to drive away.

Lian Que didn't doubt that he was there, so he changed the car to a place farther away and parked before asking: "What's wrong? I was asked to change places suddenly."

Qiao Hui looked worried, "Our captain asked me to remind you that the place where you usually park your car can be seen very clearly from the roof."

Lian Que didn't understand what was going on, so he joked, "I'm afraid my car will let the person who is in the way of you jump off the roof?"

Qiao Hui said: "No, it's because our coach often goes to the rooftop to smoke. The captain should be afraid that our affairs will be seen by him."

Lian Que frowned, opened his eyebrows again, and asked him, "Your coach, didn't he bother you?"

Qiao Hui shook his head: "No, we don't have much personal contact with him, we only meet during training and competitions, and at other times he either hides in his room or goes to the rooftop."

Lian Que felt a little relieved.

Qiao Hui asked, "Why do you ask me that? Do you think the coach knows about us?"

Lian Que asked without answering: "If he knows, are you afraid?"

Qiao Hui said: "Don't be afraid, if you know it, you will know it. He is just a temporary coach, not my father, and he still cares about my love life? Tianpingyang City Management is not as lenient as he is."

Lian Que frowned, and asked again: "Then what if your parents know about us?"

Qiao Hui suddenly fell silent.

It took me a while to ask worriedly: "What about you? If your team and your parents find out that you like men and get together with me... Will you break up with me?"

Lian Que flicked his forehead lightly, "What are you thinking, I managed to catch you. As long as it's not the end of the world, I won't be separated from you."

Qiao Hui's heart warmed, and he deliberately said, "Then what if the world ends?"

Lian Que embraced him by his side, "It depends on when the world will end."

Qiao Hui didn't know that there was deceit in his words, and said: "Tomorrow will be the end, and tomorrow morning the world will end when I open my eyes."

Lian Que leaned close to his ear, secretly raised the corners of his mouth: "Then we must hurry up and do good things now."

Unprepared, Qiao Hui was fooled by him, his face became hot, and he hurriedly pushed him away, "Get out of here!" But his heart was beating wildly.

Lian Que came over again, hugged him and did not let go, the rascal said: "I won't leave, I haven't done anything good yet."

Qiao Hui couldn't laugh or cry, "Fuck you!"

Lian Que paused for a moment, thought for a while, and suddenly became distressed: "Let's just forget about it...the taste is too strong."

Qiao Hui suddenly jumped up, supported Lian Que's shoulders, and sat on him directly with one leg, "Idiot Lian Que, is your skin itchy?"

Lian Que wrapped his arms around his waist, straightened his waist: "The skin doesn't itch, it's itchy here, do you want to help me relieve the itching?"

Qiao Hui gasped slightly when he hit him, rubbed his face, and said with a smile: "Let me help you, don't cry later."

The two had some intimacy in the small space inside the car. At first, Qiao Hui was planning to take the lead, but after a while he blushed and begged for mercy.

Lian Que pressed him | Bullied him fiercely on the steering wheel, and after the bullying, he still didn't forget to ask him: "Is it cool?"

Qiao Hui was overjoyed in his heart, and he was only willing to say, "I'm so happy, sir!"

The result in exchange will only be Lian Que's more brazen bullying.

After tossing, Qiao Hui lay on Lian Que's chest and gasped for breath.

"Well," Qiao Hui said softly, too tired to even open his eyes, "Don't always help me with that, I can help you too."

Lian Que patted him on the back, "I'll let you help me when you win the playoffs."

He held Qiao Hui's face and kissed him on the lips, "Is it okay for you to use this place to help?"

Qiao Hui immediately buried himself in his neck again, and it took a long time before he heard a small voice from him: "Anything is fine."

That night, when Qiao Hui returned to his room, he was so ashamed that he was wrapped in the quilt with only one eye exposed.

A moment later, he took out Lian Que's cell phone from under the bed, opened the web page and searched for "men and men, mouth", and was quickly brought to the door of a new world by one search result after another.

The next day, all Vac got up early in the morning for training.

Because there was an Eastern Conference winner's bracket game that night, the loser of this game will automatically become Vac's opponent in the next game.In order to watch the game, they had to compress the evening training time into the morning, and at the same time they had to make up for the time lost during yesterday's celebration.

For a whole morning, everyone was tortured by the fast-paced and high-intensity training and almost collapsed. When eating at noon, the little girl at the front desk suddenly received express orders for several boxes of fruits.

Only Qiao Hui's name was written in the recipient column, and everything else was left blank.

Qiao Hui didn't buy these things himself, so he naturally knew who gave them to him.

The other teammates at the base didn't know the truth and thought it was Qiao Hui who bought it. They were all sweet-mouthed and thanked Brother Qiao.

Qiao Hui waited for everyone to thank them before saying, "You sparrow gods bought this, but thanking me is the same."

Holding a melon in his left hand and a pineapple in his right hand, Bai Ren pulled his neck and shouted: "Long live the sparrow god! I love you, the sparrow god!"

Qiao Hui rolled his eyes and snatched the melon from Bai Ren's arms, "Go and love him." Anyway, he only loves himself.

At [-]:[-] p.m., the winner group of the Eastern Division of the spring playoffs kicked off at the Anjiang Stadium.

After this battle, the first team in the Eastern Division to advance to the semi-finals will be announced soon.

Before the start of the game, no matter on stage or off stage, online or offline, everyone was nervously guessing which team would be the first team to win the semi-finals. He cared, and there was no urgency on his face.

At this moment, he was hiding in the dark at the corner of the backstage, with the corners of his mouth raised, holding his mobile phone, and focused on the message sent to him by the person he cared about the most——

[Vac, Qiao Zhuangshi: Come on for the game, wait for me in the semi-finals!If you win, I’ll give it to you, if you lose→_→I’ll come and see you myself. 】

The author has something to say: at the scene, the contestants were about to take the stage, but the staff couldn't find Lian Que.I searched along the backstage all the way to the lounge, and finally found someone in a hidden corner that could no longer be hidden.

The staff rubbed their chests and let out a sigh of relief: I finally found you, the contestant is about to play, what are you doing here?

Lian Que turned off the phone and handed it to the other party, and at the same time, his usual indifference resumed: "It's nothing, please master."

Jojo:? ? ?

[It’s been a long time since I wrote about a small theater [twisting]]

Pierce, the author is in Hangzhou recently, and I am in a hurry to save the manuscript. I am worried that tomorrow's update will be too late. I will let you know in advance. If there is no update at ten o'clock tomorrow, there may be no more. I will try my best to write!ok~