The First Assassin[Esports]

Fu Xunshu and Li Bufan's mother are good sisters who talk about everything. The Li family's parents especially love to consult the Fu family about parenting, how to raise their tough son into a worry-free child like Fu Xunshu.

As far as Fu Xunshu can remember, the two families have been moving around frequently. If it weren't for the fact that both families gave birth to sons, it is very likely that they would directly make a baby marriage.

It can be said that there are almost no secrets in the Fu family and the Li family.

Li Bufan accidentally let his mother know about Fu Xunshu's gaming e-sports, and Fu Xunshu's mother also found out.

And this matter will develop into what it is now, and the reason is quite speechless.

Just like 80.00% of the families in Huaguo, the parents hope that their children will succeed, and they will talk all day long, and the children will talk back when they are annoyed.

The same is true of the Li family.

When his mother recited how good other people's (Fu's) sons are for the thousandth time, Li Bufan blurted out: "The sons of other people's family you said are all going to be professional e-sports players!"

E-sports player is a term that has only appeared in front of the public in recent years.

In the past, they were called "those who play games".

Li Bufan's mother froze for several minutes before realizing what it was, and immediately called his good sister.

But it was too late for Li Bufan to stop it.

An unintentional remark gradually pushed the matter to the present state——

At 11:30 a.m., the living room on the fifth floor of the PK club, dressed in a light blue cheongsam, has an elegant and soft temperament, as if a woman who has stepped out of a painting of misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is sitting on the left side of the leather sofa. The teacup was placed, the red lips were raised lightly, and the voice was melodious and charming:

"No, thanks."

Even if it is rejected, there is no trace of resentment and impatience.

She only wants to bring the best things in the world to her eyes.

Wang Heng put down the teacup, and showed a non-commercial and artificial smile with all his strength: "You...you talk to Xiao Fu slowly, and I'll go out first, call me if you need anything."

The wall of the living room is a soundproof glass, standing outside can have a panoramic view of everything inside.

Wang Heng stepped on vain footsteps, floated out, and returned to the world until he floated to Luotingzhou, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect Xiaofu's mother to be such a beautiful woman."

Luo Tingzhou looked him up and down suspiciously, making him uncomfortable, "Don't look at me like that, Tingzhou, at my age, I will appreciate this type of woman more, what is that word called, Oh yes—charm. That kind of classical beauty, the elegance, beauty, and charm that permeates from the bones, can’t help but remind me of a word: peerless elegance.”

Luo Tingzhou: "..."

Wang Heng was still immersed in the selfless state of appreciating beauty, Luo Tingzhou withdrew his mind and stared at the two people in the living room.If you look carefully, the facial features of the two are really similar. The woman is upright and beautiful, while Fu Xunshu is sharper and heroic. Under the two straight black eyebrows, the eyes are always bright and energetic, full of the unique confidence and publicity of young people, like cutting The snow blade of the night is so translucent, and the sharpness weakens the greenness of his body, making it difficult for people to regard him as a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

But there are also cases where the edge is temporarily suppressed.For example now.

Those eyes were as calm as water, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Deep and mysterious, it sinks deep at a glance.

In the living room, Fu Xunshu clasped his hands, and his thumb rubbed the phalanx of his index finger unconsciously. He thought that the woman would speak after a long time—just like she used to do when she wanted to educate him, calm down, keep calm, and wait for Fu Xunshu to survive Can't hold the pressure to make a sound.

Who knows, Wang Heng didn't go out for 1 minute, or 2 minutes?But that doesn't matter.The important thing is that she finally stopped being silent for a long time like before.

"Are you having fun here?" said the woman, his mother, Wen Huaying.

Fu Xunshu frowned.

She calls his time here: playing.

After a while, Fu Xunshu adjusted his expression.

In the eyes of outsiders, Wen Huaying's image is like the water in the south of the Yangtze River, demure and gentle, generous and dignified, with a perfect image and no mistakes, but in the eyes of Fu Xunshu, his mother can't even maintain her usual calm. It proves it.

Wen Huaying was very angry about him coming to play e-sports.

Thinking of this, Fu Xunshu slumped his tense shoulders, leaned back against the back of the sofa, his legs were slightly parted, and his eyelids drooped.

This is a relaxed gesture.

A crack appeared on Wen Huaying's perfect expression, she frowned, and said, "You have been studying abroad for a few years, how can you treat your mother like this."

"You are my mother, can't I relax in your presence?"

Wen Huaying's delicate eyebrows became tighter and tighter, and she was about to speak, but was blocked by Fu Xunshu's next words.

"In the past, you taught me to always straighten my spine, always be calm and calm, and never let others see my flaws. But do you know that many people in the world have curved spines, and some people are irritable? Will be calm, talk and act with emotion... Every time I am with them, I look like a freak. I calmly watch them cry and laugh, even though I know the reason, I still can't understand this emotion. I'm like a bystander, watching other people's lives."

Wen Huaying's expression moved slightly. Looking at that appearance, she seemed very puzzled: "How can you compare yourself with them? Some people are not born to be oblivious to the crowd. The way of life of most people in the world is not worth learning, nor It shouldn't be the source of your troubles."

Then she relaxed her tone a little, just like a mother usually talks to her son.

She said, "Xunshu, it's wrong for you to do this."

What a familiar word.

The first time Fu Xunshu picked up his younger brother's aircraft carrier model, his younger brother called his parents over because he wanted to snatch his toys. His mother was like this, and said the cruelest words in the world gently: "It's wrong for you to do this."

In an instant, all the words of justification were blocked back, and a thick concrete wall was even smeared on top of the weak justification. The cement wall was composed of "mother's negation", blocking all channels for everyone to hear it.

No, I don't want to grab my brother's toys.

Xiao Xunshu wanted to say it, but he quickly thought: It's so strange, why can't I make a sound?

Why am I so... heartbroken?

That was the first time Fu Xunshu was sad. The funny thing is that he didn't know that this kind of emotion is called "sadness".

And later, he seldom "sad" anymore.

Fu Xunshu's memory has no color. Black and white silent films still have white parts, and his memory doesn't even have a piece of white.

Back to the moment, Fu Xunshu raised the corners of his lips, which was a self-deprecating arc, and soon he realized that there were still people standing outside the living room looking at him, and that arc turned into frivolous and wanton malice.

"But Mom, I want to be like them," he said.

Wen Huaying finally turned pale with shock: "We hired the best teachers in the world for you, you received the best education and learned the most elegant etiquette... We created 'pearls', but 'pearls' said that I wanted to be sand? Book, this joke is not funny."

Fu Xunshu: "Then I also hope you can understand that everything I said just now was not a joke."

Be tough and unquestionable.

Wen Huaying stood up abruptly, stepped on stiletto heels, and for the first time left the living room without even saying hello.

They didn't talk about e-sports. If Wen Huaying used "play" to refer to this period of time at first, then they barely said a few words.

As far as the result is concerned, Wen Huaying's persuasion was fruitless, and Fu Xunshu insisted on staying.

When Wen Huaying left, Wang Heng yelled at her back twice: "You won't stay any longer? It's lunch time, why don't you go after a meal?"

Luo Tingzhou slipped sideways through the gap between Wang Heng and the gate, put his hands in his pockets, walked up to the boy sitting motionless on the sofa, thought for a while, and took out a lollipop from his pocket.

"Eat?"

Aside from Manager Wang's voice of "retaining guests" outside, the living room was extremely quiet, so Luo Tingzhou's words were like thunder that tore through the silence, and Fu Xunshu was stunned for a long time before he realized it.

He wanted to say no, but in the end he took the lollipop and held it in his hand like he was holding a life-saving straw.

"Hey, you kid is really worrying."

"Varied……"

Fu Xunshu failed to utter the second word.

Because Luo Tingzhou sat down on the coffee table in front of him, their knees touched, and the summer shorts exposed their knees as soon as they sat down, Fu Xunshu looked down involuntarily, and loosened his hands.

The lollipop was taken away.

With his head down, Luo Tingzhou skillfully peeled off the candy wrappers with the most expensive hands in the league.

The sunlight outside the window spared no effort to shine on this room, and the room was full of golden sun, only the slight sound of peeling sugar wrapping lingered in my ears.

From Fu Xunshu's angle, he could just see his captain's eyelashes, with distinct roots, trembling slightly, like a resting butterfly, flapping its wings from time to time.

It didn't take long to peel the lollipop, about ten seconds, Luo Tingzhou stuffed the stripped candy directly into Fu Xunshu's mouth, "Captain..."

The force of the plug was a bit heavy, and the candy hit the teeth.

The boy's voice sounded very wronged.

Of course, Team Los Angeles will not apologize.

"Have you adjusted it? After adjusting it, go down to train for me."

Not only did he not apologize, but he even forced people to train.

Fu Xunshu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, the melancholy in his heart evaporated quickly like water marks under the scorching sun.

Luo Tingzhou squinted his eyes, taking a panoramic view of the subtle changes in the child's expression. He propped his hands back on the coffee table. Because of the change in posture, he was slightly lower than Fu Xunshu, and he needed to raise his head to see Fu Xunshu's eyes.

"Is it sweet?"

Luo Tingzhou said casually.

Fu Xunshu frowned, his eyes followed the raised snow-white neck inch by inch, calm and straightforward, and took the beautifully shaped Adam's apple and tight collarbone into his eyes.

After a while, he said, "Sweet."

Luo Tingzhou said: "In the first few days after quitting smoking, I was used to the bitter taste of nicotine, but suddenly switched to sugar, I am not used to the sweet taste."

"Well," Fu Xunshu's eyes shifted to his opening and closing lips, and his canine teeth pressed against the candy and bit down heavily, "And then?"

"And then I got used to it."

"what?"

"In the days to come, it will gradually become sweeter, you have to get used to it." Luo Tingzhou seemed to feel that the words were not convincing, and finally added, "The captain assures you."

The author has something to say: Actually, it’s pretty sweet now, I think