The bottom lane is forbidden to show affection [e-sports]

The two BO3 rounds on the first day of the Spring Split ended at 08:30 in the evening.

Gale vs Beacon (2:0)

Polaris vs HP (2:1)

Throughout the day, five games were played very well.

Whether it's online solo kills or team battles, the audience is full of excitement, especially when they successfully grabbed the Baron at the close of the two games, the reversal of the gods really makes the adrenaline rush.

When interviewed after the game, vowed not to be surprised, he was asked by the host how he felt after losing the dragon in the second game.

The oath obviously didn't take this matter to heart, and his expression was very relaxed.

"When both junglers are alive, the probability of success in disciplinary action is 50 vs. 50. Betting on who has better luck. And the pressure on the defensive side must be greater than that of the offensive side. Failure to grab the baron is a Reasonably, success is a stroke of genius. But it is indeed my fault, because I did not calculate the blood volume properly, which led to Diu Dalong being overthrown by the opponent."

Polaris won the game with overwhelming momentum in the first game, and also had a big advantage in the early stage of the second game. The sudden reversal and comeback by the opponent, whether it was live or online, was unacceptable to fans watching the live broadcast.

But vowing to present such a frank and frank attitude in the face of tricky questions at this time, on the contrary made the fans feel relieved.

The host in charge of the interview asked the second question with a smile while holding the script.

"Then how do you evaluate FG's jungler time in the last game and successfully grabbed the Baron? Is it luck?"

After the voice fell behind, the oath lowered his head and evoked a smile that turned all sentient beings, and said to the camera: "Of course not, Mr. Song's eternal god, the blood of the real dragon is not blown. If it is a battle against FG, if he does not die, the king of heaven is here. I will never touch the dragon either."

Song Shi, who was watching the live broadcast in the lounge, let out a sneer and rolled his eyes: "This useless dim sum is boasting and sarcastic to me."

Seeing him deflated, Chi Feng, who was playing Rhythm Master next to him, got excited, and immediately started to get angry when he seized the opportunity.

"Mr. Song, why don't you treat me better in the future and try to curry favor with me. If I'm happy, I'll buy him as a substitute for you next season, how about it?"

Song Shi glanced at him, his eyes more disgusted than before: "I beg you to sell me next season and give me a chance to kill you solo."

Chi Feng snorted coldly: "That's exactly what I meant."

The two disagreed and started to offend again. Chen Hui was so annoyed that he frowned and was about to teach them a lesson when the phone rang at this moment.

Looking down to unlock it, it was a message from Master Wang, the driver of FG, reminding them that they were already waiting at the backstage door.

"Pack up your things and go back." Chen Hui locked the screen of his phone, stood up neatly and clapped his hands, not forgetting to slap Chi Feng on the head.

Chi Feng, who had just sat up, was inexplicably hit, and happened to hit the bag he knocked out not long ago impartially, it hurt so much.

When will the little lunatic be able to bear this anger, flames burst into his eyes on the spot, he covered his head and glared angrily.

Before the swear words that were about to blurt out reached his lips, a warm and soft touch suddenly came from the top of his head.

When Chi Feng looked up, it was Yu Yuze who silently reached out and gently rubbed the slightly swollen bun on his head, smoothing his hair that was inadvertently messed up by Chen Hui.

Chi Feng's mood was suddenly very strange. If I had to describe it, it was like a kitten who had just reached the full moon and wanted to see the outside world. As soon as he crawled out of the nest, he encountered a cat that was countless times bigger than himself. The vicious large dog, frightened out of the most primitive fear and biological instinct, arched its back, frowned, and grinned.

Then the big cat that appeared in time took it back to the nest, licked it gently, and smoothed its fur.

Looking back, from the beginning of memory, Chi Feng found that he seemed to have never received such gentle treatment.

Everyone said that he was a spoiled child, unrestrained and without any worries.

Chi Feng also thought so at first.

But when he grew up, he discovered that no one had ever really spoiled him.

His father only gives money.

The servants and nannies at home also took good care of him for wages.

Only grandpa and grandma still have some sincerity towards him.

However, Chi Feng could clearly feel that the two old people were not purely treating him well, they just passed on the love they had treated his mother to him.

This kind of love is as heavy as a mountain, and no one can easily digest it.

However, at this very moment, Yu Yuze used a simple action to give him a feeling that he was being indulged and pampered.

Chi Feng didn't know if this was his own delusional illusion.

However, even if it was just a short dream, he still hoped that he would never wake up.

All the good things in the world have the same characteristic, that is, it is extremely easy to indulge and become addicted.

Clearly knowing that there is a pot of honey in front of him, clearly knowing how sweet it is.

But it is too difficult to suppress not to touch it, not to taste it.

When Yu Yuze was about to withdraw his hand, Chi Feng quickly grabbed his hand.

Even in a place where the central air conditioner is turned on and the room temperature is maintained at more than 20 degrees, this hand seems to be forever cold, and it is still a little cold.

Chi Feng always suspects that Yu Yuze is some kind of cold-blooded animal that has become a spirit, such as fish or snakes that often live in the sea, the blood flowing in the body is cold, which indirectly affects the body temperature.

But the aura surrounding this person is always extremely warm, and it is itself a source of heat.

As soon as the door of the lounge was opened, the cold current in the corridor, which was obviously much lower than that in the room, rushed in. Chi Feng stood up and took the down jacket Yu Yuze put on the chair in the corner, pretending not to see what he was stretching out to catch Standing in front of him with a down jacket in his hands, he stretched out his arms to encircle his whole body.

Yu Yuze: "I can wear it by myself."

Chi Feng lifted one sleeve and said to him. "Raise your hand."

Seeing him pretending to be deaf here aboveboard, Yu Yuze had no choice but to grab the cuffs of the sweater and put his hands into the down jacket.

After he finished dressing, Chi Feng bent down and fastened the zipper of the down jacket all the way to the top, and raised his hand to tidy up the neckline.

Yu Yuze stared at him all the time, and when he couldn't see, there were moving ripples in his eyes.

The weather forecast turned out to be somewhat inaccurate. It was said that there would be only light snow, but in the evening, the first heavy snowfall of the year came to S City.

The winter in City S is exceptionally cold. Although the time is short, it is the signature wet cold that penetrates with magic in the southern region. The cold wind penetrates every hole, and can easily penetrate all defenses and penetrate into the bones.

But because the area is near the sea, the air in City S is exceptionally good, you can see the stars at night, and the snow scene is even more amazing.

Pure white snowflakes fell from the night sky, as light as torn cotton wool, flying all over the sky, inadvertently outlining the shape of the cold wind.

The sports center occupies a large area, and it is also a place that many locals are familiar with. Although security guards can stop fans from entering the backstage, the gate is a public place on the street, and fans of teams and players cannot avoid guarding here.

Although the sports center has a total of eight gates, there are always a group of lucky fans who can squat in the right place and see it with their own eyes.

Even the heavy snow could not stop everyone's enthusiasm.

Chi Feng, who walked with Yu Yuze at the end, had not even left the room when he heard deafening screams from outside entering his ears.

"It's coming! It's really coming! Ahhhhh!"

"It's a strong wind, damn it! It's a strong wind! Who is the one walking in the front? The camera is blocking it and I can't see clearly. It's so annoying!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Liushen played well today! The Clockwork Demon was too strong in the first round!"

"Teacher Song, do you think I look like a big dragon! Take me back and be your wife!"

……

Listening to the loud shouts outside, Chi Feng began to regret that he didn't put earplugs in his pocket at all times when he came.

Why does the idiot jungler still have fans? I'm speechless.

If you don't need your eyes, you can donate them to those who need them. Don't waste them, okay?

Not long after, Chi Feng felt that his ears were going to ring. He raised his hand to pull up the hood of his down jacket and put it on. The fluffy raccoon fur around the hood covered most of his face, and he could only see Gao Ting at a glance. The thin lips drawn into a line under the bridge of the nose and the delicate mandible line,

When Chi Feng stepped out of the gate of the sports center, the screams outside erupted instantly, boiling like cold water poured into hot oil.

For such a brief moment, Chi Feng was even a little dazed, wondering when did I become so popular?

Although he had this kind of experience, it was when he was winning consecutively in the summer split.

This level of shouting and cheering completely disappeared after the play-in rounds a few years ago. After returning to China and giving interviews, the audience booed him every time they saw him.

Do these people want to be so foolish?

Didn't you just win one game?

Chi Feng was very confused.

However, when he approached and read the information from the crazy shouts in his ears, he realized that he was thinking too much.

Because it was Yu Yuze who walked out side by side with him.

Looking up, countless people are crowded at the door and looking at this side through the cordon pulled by the security personnel of the sports center. Many people are holding banners and light boards in their hands, probably since the FG game and interviews. I didn't finish watching the second game between Polaris and HP, so I ran here ahead of time and waited.

Everyone was relatively orderly. Although they were very emotional, they did not cross the cordon drawn by the security personnel, leaving a passage in the middle for them to go out.

It's just that the voice was really loud, and Chi Feng's temples twitched after sips of "husband" and "brother". He stretched out his hand from his pocket and grabbed Yu Yuze, wanting to walk faster and get in the car.

But Yu Yuze's footsteps slowed down instead, and he turned his head, smiling at the red-eyed fans who were closest to him and yelled for Kuangfeng to come on.

"Thank you, please continue to support FG in the future."

The fan froze for a moment, a man of eight feet unexpectedly had tears in his eyes, was so excited that he couldn't speak, and nodded frequently.

The girl who was holding Yu Yuze's name and hand-animated a Q-version head portrait hurriedly approached her, her nose was red but she didn't seem to be afraid of the cold at all, she said to him with starry eyes: "Brother, I am the main ADC. You have been ranked in the King of Nia game! The policewoman I played, you gave me a friend seat after beating it, remember me!"

Yu Yuze spent two seconds thinking about it, but he really didn't seem to remember.

He shook his head and said regretfully, "I don't really remember, but you must be very good."

Even so, the girl was still very happy, and quickly shook her head: "It's okay, it's okay! Today's game was very good, and I will continue to support you in the future!"

Yu Yuze smiled: "Thank you."

During a short distance of less than 100 meters, Yu Yuze randomly responded to many people's questions and support.Because he walked very slowly, Chi Feng also subconsciously slowed down.

But he didn't understand the meaning of Yu Yuze's actions at all.

Professional players are not stars, as long as they win the game, they don't need the support of fans to make a living.

Until a pair of hands suddenly stretched out in front of him and blocked his way, and when he turned his head, he saw a little girl holding an umbrella in her hand and handing it over to him.

Chi Feng hesitated for a moment, completely unaware of the other party's intentions, and didn't know whether he should answer. He stopped and was about to ask, but he heard the other party yelling at him amidst the clamor.

"Why are you standing there, it's snowing so much, hurry up and get an umbrella for my husband!"

"..."

Chi Feng's head was full of black lines, and he didn't know where to start complaining.

But in just a short while, a lot of snow has fallen on the little girl's long curly hair.

After all, Chi Feng didn't say much, took the umbrella silently, raised his footsteps and prepared to follow Yu Yuze.

But the little girl stretched out her hand and grabbed his clothes again, and the staff next to her looked nervously came over immediately.

Before being pulled away, the little girl pouted and yelled fiercely at Chi Feng: "You must not bully him!"

The snow kept falling and the wind was biting. Many fans didn't bring umbrellas, and they were all crowded here and drenched in the snow.

Holding the handle of the umbrella, Chi Feng reached out to stop the staff who wanted to drag the little girl away.

He took off the hat he was wearing on his head, and the corners of his lips curled up deeply.

"understood."

The young man has sword eyebrows and star eyes, and the smile on his face is full of viciousness, which is as dazzling as the scorching sun in the cold winter day.

Not only the little girl, but a large circle of fans were stunned.

Chi Feng turned around, turned his back to the little girl and waved his hand.

"I won't return the umbrella, thank you."

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