Support you lost your horse [E-sports]

Jing Yan now understands why this little boss has a green head.

It was meant to match the color scheme in the room.

Like radishes on the dinner table, after returning to the green home...

Still like a carrot.

"Is there anything else you don't understand?" Chu Junhang brushed his hair irritably and kept looking down at his watch.

Jing Yan has a preliminary understanding of Chu Junhang.

The current him is completely different from the well-behaved young man at the dinner table just now.Jing Yan guessed that this change should be related to Chu Junsheng.

Sure enough, behind the younger brother, there is a high probability that there is a younger brother hidden.

But since the little boss cared so much about his elder brother, how could Chu Junsheng approach him to "quit Internet addiction" for his younger brother?

"Is there enough gas at home?" Jing Yan asked politely.

During the Spring Festival, most restaurants and shops are closed.If you can't order takeaway, you have to cook for yourself.Fortunately, he is used to being alone, and his cooking skills are not bad. He just needs to order food before the festival and cook it by himself.

"I don't know, you can ask Auntie."

Jing Yan watched Chu Junhang pull a sticky note from the door, wrote down a string of numbers and handed it to him.

Chu Junsheng was afraid that his younger brother would not be able to take care of himself because he lived alone, so he specially invited a nanny to come over and take care of cleaning the room and Chu Junhang's three meals a day.

"it is good."

Jing Yan thoughtfully looked at the back of Chu Junhang leaving.

This kid is quite interesting.

Opening the shoe cabinet, Jing Yan deliberately ignored the pair of snowman-shaped cotton slippers placed in the most conspicuous position.

After changing his shoes, he calmly walked through the hallway, turned right and went to the kitchen first.There are pots and pans, and there are neatly placed bags of rice and flour in the cabinet below; the cooking table is clean, without dust, and it can be seen that there are traces of use.

The refrigerator outside the kitchen was operating normally, and there were still a few unopened boxes of eggs, butter, and whipped cream in it.

Things are quite complete.

Jing Yan took out his phone and opened the memo, wrote down the seasonings he needed, and a few of his favorite dishes, and was about to go out to buy.

The location of the apartment is very good, and there are several large supermarkets that provide delivery services.But Jing Yan is now so poor that he is reluctant to pay a delivery fee of dozens of dollars.

He called the nanny and asked about the remaining amount of water, electricity and electricity.

"You are Mr. Jing, right?" Auntie's voice was very kind, with a slight accent.

"Well, Auntie can just call me Xiaojing."

"Thanks to you this year..."

In previous years, Chu Junhang would stay until before New Year's Eve before leaving, so the aunt naturally had to stay with her to take care of her and missed the time to go home.As compensation, her salary was doubled during this time.

This year, because of the arrival of Jing Yan, Chu Junhang moved to his brother's house after the exam, and his aunt could also buy tickets in advance to go home.

"Well, yes, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Yan opened the memo again and wrote down the name of the supermarket that his aunt had just told him.

After finishing the kitchen, go to the bathroom next - Uncle Jing is so unique.

The master bedroom where Chu Junhang lives has its own bathroom, so Jing Yan doesn't have to worry about any embarrassing situations.

The sink and towel rack are light green, and the bathtub is very clean. It seems that the aunt is working very hard.

"drop"

Fumura pressed the button on the control panel next to the toilet, and the lid lifted automatically.He remembered the first time he used an automatic toilet when he was a child, and turned on the cleaning mode...

The feeling of being wet in the ass, don't come again in this life.

He carefully turned off all unnecessary functions, leaving only the "Normal Mode" button still on.

Coming out of the bathroom, Jing Yan hesitated between the first floor and the second floor, and finally chose to live in the guest room on the first floor, away from the little boss.

The decoration of each room is similar, the wardrobe air-conditioning night light socket, and the green wallpaper that is hard to ignore.

Jing Yan is very curious, this apartment is decorated according to which of the two brothers' aesthetics, it can be so fresh and refined.

He closed the bedroom door, went to the entrance and pulled up the suitcase, first put the toiletries in the bathroom, and then went back to the guest bedroom to sort out the clothes and wardrobe.

His clothes are not too much, mainly for comfort and self-cultivation.The suit is hung flat on the hanger, the linen is neatly folded on the first floor, and the underwear is placed in the drawer.

Quite predictable.

When the lights came on, Jing Yan stood in front of the huge French window in the living room in her pajamas.

The TV screen kept flickering, and the host changed his usual seriousness and broadcast the news with joy. "This year's Spring Festival travel breakthrough..."

"The rehearsal for the Spring Festival Gala is coming to an end..."

Haven't been this relaxed in a long time.

Life away from the arena is so boring.

Jing Yan withdrew his gaze, leaned lazily on the sofa, and casually grabbed a pillow to hug him.

……

Why does this thing still have whiskers?Mutated green cockroach?

Turning to the front and taking a closer look, it turned out to be the doll of the ruffian boss.

The sword water flea is just the sword water flea, anyway, it is quite soft to hold.

The minute and hour hands of the clock gradually coincided, and Jing Yan rummaged through all the stations upside down, and finally yawned.

The pajamas and pajama pants were thrown into the laundry basket at the door, and a tall figure loomed behind the frosted glass.The hot air gradually diffused in the bathroom, blocking the scene behind it.

After taking a hot bath to wash away the tiredness, Jing Yan wrapped herself in a brand new towel and stood in front of the mirror to dry her hair.

"hiss--"

He switched the hairdryer from his right hand to his left.

Leaving the arena was a last resort, and Manager Wang just handed him a pillow when he was sleepy.

The wrist injury must take time to repair, and he can no longer perform high-intensity training in the short term.

A night without dreams.

Jing Yan has a regular schedule and wakes up naturally at 7:[-] the next morning.

And he is not a congregation of Huilong Sect.

Turning on the phone, the first news pushed by Weibo was the start of the "Demacia Cup".

Jing Yan glanced at it, threw the phone aside and began to get dressed.

Uncle Jing, who loves to read the weather forecast, knew that the capital was very windy today, so he specially changed into his thickest down jacket, and went out shopping after shaving.

The advice given by the aunt was really good. Jing Yan bought a lot of discounted fresh vegetables, and pushed the cart away from the supermarket contentedly.

"This CES performance is not bad."

"Now we are playing against the bottom team, we will see later."

"Without Flame, everyone's team play is normal."

"Team bully is a real hammer."

"Flame didn't dare to open Weibo, and didn't clarify, it's broken."

Really haunted.

Jing Yan followed behind the two students, walking slowly.

He was too lazy to open a social media account, and only concentrated on his work, but he didn't expect this to be his fault now.

After returning home, he clicked on the prince's private message and sent a message.

[Flame: How was the game? 】

The prince's status bar immediately changes to "typing..."

[K1ng: Don't mention it. 】

[K1ng: Brainless support, and the new jungler, I really, shit. 】

Jing Yan sighed, thinking that it had indeed developed into this result.

[Flame: Calm down. 】

【K1ng: Brother, I understand the truth. 】

[K1ng: The coach scolded me at the end of the game and asked me why the bot group teleported. 】

[K1ng: I tm passed it on from the jungler's command, and he said it could be included. 】

[K1ng: What about the result?Afterwards, I complained that I teleported without knowing the line of soldiers, which caused the line to explode on the road. 】

The prince said a lot of grievances, but Jing Yan listened patiently.

"Brother Yan, I miss you so much, are you really not coming back to fight?"

Finally, the prince sent a voice message.

[Flame: ...don't disgust me, just talk. 】

[K1ng: Hey. 】

After enlightening his old friend, Jing Yan turned on the computer and played the video of the German Cup CES vs. FT, frame by frame.

He has his own reasons for leaving CES, not "willful" or "self-destructive".

Only Jing Yan knew about this matter, and he didn't plan to tell others for the time being.

-

It will soon be the Spring Festival, and there are lights and festoons outside.There are regulations in the urban area that "fireworks and firecrackers are prohibited". Uncle Jing was too lazy to go to the suburbs to watch, so he simply nestled on the sofa and watched live TV.

"Om-"

The phone on the coffee table vibrated.

Jing Yan raised his eyelids, fished out his phone and replied, "Happy New Year."

Jing Yan still politely replies to the unshakeable group sending of blessings every year.

[An Yi: Brother, are you there? 】

A message that shouldn't have appeared on his phone was pushed to the top.

Wen Anyi is a child adopted by Jing Yan's parents, and the relationship between the siblings is not bad.

In the next second, the younger sister stuffed twenty red envelopes over, which made Jing Yan's hands ache.

[An Yi: This is what I saved with my living expenses. I wish you a happy new year and a smooth career. 】

Where is the reason why a brother receives a red envelope from his sister during the Chinese New Year?

Jing Yan laughed and didn't click on any of them.

Not long after, my aunt called again.

Although his family members do not support him playing professionally, they still pay close attention to his developments all the time.

My sister didn't say "won the competition", so she must have known that he had terminated his contract with the team.

Jing Yan explained to his aunt dumbfounded that he had a job now and didn't sleep on the flyover or the main road, and only then did the other party dispel the idea of ​​transferring money to him.

"Xiao Yan, your father has a stubborn temper."

"Eat something good during Chinese New Year. If you feel lonely, come to my aunt's house."

Jing Yan responded softly.

"Ah."

-

The Spring Festival has passed, and the winter vacation has basically come to an end.

Chu Junsheng contacted Jing Yan in advance and told him that Chu Junhang would return to the apartment in a few days.

"Ok."

Jing Yan clicked on Chu Junhang's avatar. Since they became friends, there was only a single sentence in the conversation log, "You have added wood, you can start chatting now."

After thinking about it, Jing Yan decided to send a message to the little boss.

[Flame: What dish do you want to eat? 】

[Wood:?Who are you? 】

Jing Yan laughed angrily.

The co-author didn't even give him a note.

[Flame: I'm Jing Yan, your personal assistant. 】

[Wood: Oh. 】

and then?

Jing Yan was waiting for Chu Junhang's next words.

[Wood: Change your WeChat name, don't use Flame. 】