Only one kiss is allowed

When Sheng Tang came back to his senses, the base was already on holiday.

Zhou Jianyuan was going back to the country, and had to transfer after the plane, so he was the first to leave the base, followed by Wen Qi, Arika, and Song Xingyao, who got the air ticket this morning. In a daze on the chair.

"I'm going to give Nang Nang to my friend who lives in Shanghai." Song Xingyao raised his hand and gently rubbed the top of his hair, "Are you really not going home yet?"

Sheng Tang rolled his lips and chuckled, and obediently rubbed his head against the captain's palm: "Well, be careful on the road."

Song Xingyao obviously hesitated to speak, but looking back into Sheng Tang's eyes, he was speechless: "Order takeaway if you're hungry, and you and Xiaoyu are left at the base. He probably didn't go back so early. Find him for anything."

Sheng Tang nodded, smiled and waved to him.

After the last voice left, Sheng Tang leaned on his chair and slowly put his legs away, and turned over the route of the race again.

He is not someone who can't afford to lose, but he can't accept losing in a foolish way.

In the third game against xG, he still remembers the feeling of powerlessness he felt at that time.The reason why the four-guarantee-one style of play is feasible is the support of Carpe's personal ability, and the reason for the loss in that game is that he did not have the details of the opponent's mid laner and support.

Obviously knowing that the reason why xG didn't change their BP thinking was that they came prepared, but at that time his own thinking had become rigid. Among the options of losing the game and relying on Pei Yu for a stable match, he chose the latter.

He is afraid of losing, but he can't even find the rhythm of the game.

He looked through the official blog on the day of the loss. Although the comment section was all about Ueno, Sheng Tang also saw a lot of people saying that he didn't do anything in the middle.

If you win the game, you will be praised to the sky, and if you lose, you will be nothing. This is a sick normal state.

"Meow~" There was a soft cat meow at his feet, Sheng Tang lowered his head, Tangtang came over at some time, and was circling under his chair with his long furry tail dangling, probably looking for him.

Sheng Tang sighed, and landed on the ground to pick up the kitten into his arms. It still had a faint fragrance. It seemed that Pei Yu had changed the shampoo for him. It smelled like milk.

In other words, the little cat can slightly appease his depression after losing the game.

"You are the little milk bag." Sheng Tang tapped the tip of its nose, and looked back at his bowl on the first floor.

The captain wants to foster Nang Nang at a friend's house, and he put away its bowl before leaving, and now only Tang Tang's small bowl is left here.

There was still a small half of cat food in it, Sheng Tang took two and put it in front of it, Tangtang turned away unhappily.

The little kitten has a weird temper. It refuses to eat the cat food that Sheng Tang personally feeds to its mouth, and will meow again after putting it back.

Sheng Tang laughed lightly: "Come on, you have the ability to speak human words, tell me what you want to do?"

"It wants to eat some snacks." Pei Yu's lazy voice came from behind, and when Sheng Tang turned around, he saw Pei Yu in a blanket.

He raised his hand to take out the snacks from the cabinet, Tangtang's eyes lit up immediately, he mercilessly abandoned Sheng Tang and ran to his master, and even stood up and pawed him.

Pei Yu chuckled, "Are you a kitten or a puppy? You're so greedy."

Seeing Tangtang impatiently biting the snack with his teeth, and half-closed his eyes in enjoyment, Sheng Tang couldn't help laughing.

"A cat like a dog."

Pei Yu patted Tangtang's butt: "Did you hear that, a cat like a dog."

"Still unhappy about losing the game?" Pei Yu asked casually as she watched Tangtang gnaw on the snacks.

Sheng Tang lowered his eyes, and pressed his fingertips on his thumb: "It was during the time when we lost the game, and now I have recovered."

"You can't be negative for two or three days after every game you lose," Pei Yu said. "There are no underdogs in the LPL. So far, no team has been able to win consecutively from the spring split to the end of the game."

"I know." Sheng Tang whispered, "But I just feel bad."

He's not afraid of losing, but just seeing Arika and Zhou Jianyuan get lost in the game, he will be at a loss.

Could it be that the current MIG really can't play what can be called a beautiful match?

"Have you seen Arika's previous interview?" Pei Yu took out her phone and called up an interview with a coach.

Sheng Tang took it, only to find out that it was an interview with the coach of Arika's previous team, two years ago.

"About Arika, it is now said that he and Lang are the new generation junglers with the most personal style in the LPL division. As his coach, how do you evaluate this player?"

"I have brought two players, they are both talented, but Lang is more confident, so his understanding of the game will be more self-centered, while Arika is more delicate and has a stronger overall view. This is the same as the two players. It’s related to his personal experience.” The coach smiled kindly, as if mentioning Arika touched his proudest point, “Arika’s family strongly opposed him playing professionally, and even sent him to quit Internet addiction. I hope this kid can persist. And achieve his career goals, give his parents a good answer."

After reading this interview, Sheng Tang was slightly taken aback: "Arika quitting Internet addiction?"

"When I was in N1 before, Brother Lang talked to me. The jungler who was as famous as him back then was fished out of the rehabilitation center by the coach."

Lang and Arika belong to the same batch of youth trainees, and they lived together for a short period of time, so they have a little understanding of his experience.

What kind of life did Arika live in the rehab center? He never mentioned it to others, but during the two months of youth training, he could only sleep for two hours a day, and too much movement would scare him into sweat , Occasionally, I would play games desperately in the excited stage, and sometimes I would be panting after walking for a while.

Lang wondered if his class was about to make big news about the sudden death training room of an otaku boy, but he didn't expect that Arika gritted her teeth and persisted.

After seeing each other half a year later, Arika's condition has improved a lot, and she has also become "the jungler with the most personal style" at the same time as him.

"Brother Lang didn't tell me who it is, but there is only one person with the same name as him." Pei Yu looked at the seat that Arika had vacated, "It's not easy for him."

Sheng Tang remained silent on the spot, unable to describe how he felt right now.

There are really parents who do not support their children, and even send him to places like Internet addiction treatment centers.

Xiao Jiu told him that he had encountered such a person when he was dawdling in an Internet cafe before. The security guards in the rehabilitation center went directly to the Internet cafe to find someone. His parents tied the restraint belt on the child by hand. With shocked eyes, he pushed the child into the car.

Moreover, many rehab centers are not formal, even harder than juvenile detention centers. The most famous thing in the past was the death of electrotherapy.

Sheng Tang had no choice but to be shocked.

"I've watched Arika's game video from last year. He has some skills, but the last few versions have changed. He shifted from wild core to formulating a wild route around Swer. The team's performance is not good and he returns to focus on himself... A series of version changes and team strategy changes made him a little lost." Pei Yu looked at Sheng Tang, "He needs time to re-understand himself and reintegrate into MIG where Cling is the mid laner."

"I..." Sheng Tang let out his stuffy heart, a little at a loss, "I don't know."

Pei Yu looked at his guilty expression and chuckled, "So, now that MIG loses, it's time to really look for problems."

The gap between two years of professional experience was clearly in front of Sheng Tang at this moment, and he was a little ashamed of his superficial attachment to winning or losing the game.

"Do you know everything about Arika?"

"I came across this report by chance yesterday, and suddenly remembered Brother Lang's words." Pei Yu said, "I didn't think of it immediately."

Sheng Tang was like Tangtang who had made a mistake, with his head bowed and his tail drooping, with a look of self-blame.

Pei Yu resisted the urge to rub his head lightly, and could only exert her desire on the kitten in her arms.

"So, I will reflect with you." Pei Yu lowered his eyes, "Try to solve the problem in the next year."

After quieting down, Sheng Tang suddenly realized that he and Pei Yu were the only ones in the base. Sister Wen would come again later to make up some ingredients and snacks at the base. After today, only he and Pei Yu would stay.

"Aren't you going home?" Sheng Tang gently twirled Tangtang's tail with his fingertips, "It's the Spring Festival."

Pei Yu put the other half of the snacks in front of Tangtang: "Didn't I tell you? I was kicked out of my house."

Sheng Tang paused, Pei Yu really didn't tell him about the family affairs.

Seeing Sheng Tang's bewildered face, Pei Yu smiled lightly: "It was probably because I wanted to impress you as cool and reliable, so I didn't tell you."

"Ah." Sheng Tang realized what he meant, and looked away.

Pei Yu's initial impression of him was indeed perfect. He was an aloof AD in the arena, and a gentle boyfriend in private. Putting aside his bad impression of misunderstanding, he did not come into contact with other negative news related to Pei Yu.

Pei Yu never talked about family affairs with him, so the follow-up will be so profound... never forgetting.

"Is it because you play professionally?" Sheng Tang asked.

"Not exactly," Pei Yu sealed the snack bag, "I have an older brother, did I tell you?"

Sheng Tang opened his eyes wide and looked at him.

"A top student from a prestigious school, now he is in politics, a role model for his family." Pei Yu stretched out his hand to poke Tangtang's forehead again, with a calm expression, "So in the eyes of my parents, I just don't do my job properly and do nothing."

When he came home with the club contract, his dad almost tore the papers.

Pei Yu explained to Sheng Tang her pre-professional state in a few words, with a relaxed tone and a calm expression.

But every word is so heavy.

"Me too, I was kicked out by my family." Sheng Tang picked up the crumbs of cat snacks, got up to the table, wrapped them in paper towels and threw them away, "My dad said that if I dare to play professionally, don't let him see me, otherwise I will fight Break my leg."

When he turned around and found Pei Yu looking at him, Sheng Tang jumped up a bit: "But I did a good job of keeping secrets, and my legs are still healthy."

Pei Yu smiled lightly, put her palms on Tangtang's head, and said softly, "You are always so cute beyond my imagination."

Sheng Tang was caught off guard by these words, and his restless mood for the past few days suddenly became turbulent.

But before recollecting it, the phone on the table lit up.

Sheng Tang lowered his eyes, it was Xiao Jiu who called him.

"How have you been this year?" Xiao Jiu seemed to have just woken up, her voice was still hoarse, "Are you going back to Brother Mu's house? Or are you staying at the base?"

"I haven't made up my mind yet." Sheng Tang sat back on his chair, "Pei Yu won't go home either, if he stays at the base..."

"You still want to stay with him, don't you?" Xiao Jiu broke his voice with excitement, "Dude, do you still remember that it was you, before... before that?"

It was only then that Sheng Tang remembered that he hadn't explained to Xiao Jiu that he had misunderstood Pei Yu.

"Cough, calm down first." Sheng Tang whispered, "I can explain."

"Don't explain, things that are obsessed with sex." Xiao Jiu spurned, "If you want to cry in love with me again, I will throw you on the street."

Sounds pretty ironic.

"Cough, probably not." Sheng Tang glanced behind him quietly, and found that Pei Yu was looking at him, and turned his head guiltily, "When are you going back?"

"Why don't I ask you? If you want to go back, I will go back with you." Xiao Jiu said, "And Chen Cheng, his live broadcast seems to be getting better recently, and he is clamoring for a treat."

Chen Cheng didn't seem to dare to talk to Sheng Tang, so he entrusted him to ask if he wanted to get together. Xiao Jiu thought that after all, they had known each other for more than a year, so it would be okay to have a meal.

Sheng Tang thought for a while, and suddenly realized that Xiao Jiu didn't seem to know the conflict between him and Chen Cheng, so he responded: "Yes, let's have a meal."

"That's alright, in two days, I'll have a dinner with you today?" Xiao Jiu cleared her throat, "I, follow, you, understand? Don't bring along your ex-boyfriend you've always missed, after half an hour Go out, I'll send you the address."

Sheng Tang smiled and said yes.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Pei Yu.

Probably Xiao Jiu's voice was too loud, and he captured a certain key word.

"Xiao Jiu knows that I'm your ex-boyfriend?" Pei Yu gently held Tangtang's chin with her fingertips, her eyes fell in front of Sheng Tang, with a very light smile.

Sheng Tang coughed lightly, but his dodging eyes finally returned to Pei Yu: "...Well, you, do you mind?"

Pei Yu was amused by his cautious appearance after making a mistake, and asked softly, "What do you mind?"

"Mind if he knows you are..."

"I don't mind." Pei Yu carried the cat to the next door to Sheng Tang, and sat in her seat, "But I'm curious, how did you explain to him my relationship with you?"

Sheng Tang sat on the spot, quietly raised his head for a long time: "I... just said nonsense."

Pei Yu tilted her head and followed him with her eyes: "At least I have witnesses to the fact that I was with you."

Sheng Tang stood up from the chair suddenly, the tips of his ears hidden in his hair were slightly red, he looked at Pei Yu for a long time, and said, "I, I'm going to go out, you can handle dinner yourself."

Sheng Tang hurried upstairs, simply put on his coat and hat, and was a little nervous when he went downstairs.

When Pei Yu just looked at him, he actually had the illusion that that person would just hug him.

I don't know what I'm panicking about.

Pei Yu was making dinner for Tangtang, Sheng Tang cleared his throat and pretended to be calm: "I'll be back in about an hour or two, do you want me to bring you something to eat?"

"No need," Pei Yu stroked the cat, "I'll go out later."

"Oh, see you that night." Sheng Tang put on his shoes, and when he went out, he was blown by the wind, only then did he realize that his face was quite warm.

What Xiaojiu sent him was a barbecue restaurant. Sheng Tang knew it, because Wish often posted about this place in Moments.

It was Sheng Tang's first time here, and it took him a long time to touch the door of the store, but he bumped into an acquaintance as soon as he opened the door and entered.

Echo sat on the innermost table facing the door. It was still early at this time, and there were not many customers. He would glance up when anyone came in.

"Hey, little white hair?" Echo raised his hand to say hello, "Come to eat?"

Later, Sheng Tang saw the person sitting in front of him turn his head.

The business smile that was still on his face froze instantly, and Cider was sitting in front of Echo.

Just let him win the first defeat, and tell him "I have given in" to that fat man.

Cider's expression also changed slightly, but he was not as stiff as Sheng Tang, he turned his head and said something to Echo, Echo waved his hand with a smile, stood up and walked towards Sheng Tang: "What a coincidence, why don't we have dinner together? "

"No, I'll wait for someone." Sheng Tang scanned around, only to find that Xiao Jiu hadn't arrived yet.

The most embarrassing time for him is when he goes out and meets friends he doesn't know well, and he has to be carried to eat together.

"It's okay, there are not many people now, I'll ask the boss to occupy a table with you, and you sit together." Echo thought it was because the child was uncomfortable, and took him to the next door, "Come on, this is Cider, Kang Yude, do you know him?"

Sheng Tang was expressionless: "...I know,"

Cider filled the empty glass with orange juice: "It's not just acquaintance, it's just a match not long ago."

"Oh!" Echo knocked on the table slightly with his chopsticks, "I have a good memory, I forgot, Cling still lost."

Sheng Tang kept smiling.

Cider gently pushed the orange juice to Sheng Tang, still expressionless: "What do you want to eat? Order?"

Sheng Tang wanted to say no, I can't eat the enemy.

But actually smiled and took out the phone: "I'll look at the menu."

He picked the expression of a cat scratching the sofa, and frantically smashed at Xiao Jiu's chat box.

Soon, Xiao Jiu responded: "I know, I know, I'm on the way."

As soon as the emoji attack was over, Sheng Tang saw Cider take a small plate, put a piece of roasted fat beef on it, sprinkled some cumin, dipped it in some sauce, and put it in front of him.

"No need," Sheng Tang sat down politely, "My friend will be here soon."

Echo is eating next door: "It's okay, you have a taste, Cider's craftsmanship is really good, I invited people here today just to eat his roast meat."

The club of the KU team is not in Shanghai, and Cider came here specially after the holiday, in order to be a tool for Echo.

Echo strongly recommended it, and Sheng Tang would be a bit ignorant if he refused again. He received the chopsticks handed over by the waiter and thanked him softly: "Thank you."

Cider put the meat on Echo's plate, expressionless, as if it was just a trivial matter to him: "You're welcome."

Sheng Tang said in his heart that I gave this to my senior to save face.

But as soon as he bites into the meat, the taste buds are instantly filled with the right meat flavor, the meat is burnt properly, the seasoning is just right, and there is a very light cumin fragrance.

He looked up in disbelief.

Cider seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and gave him another piece of meat with a straight face: "Echo's money, eat whatever you want."

Most of Sheng Tang's hostility towards him dissipated in an instant.

I don't know if it's because of his behavior of adding meat to himself, or because of his craftsmanship.

"How about it, is it really delicious?" Echo couldn't help poking Sheng Tang's face, it was smooth and tender, "Cider is good at barbecue, and there is no professional player I know who roasts better than him people."

Sheng Tang didn't want to admit it, but his stomach betrayed him.

Before eating the meat, he really didn't feel how hungry he was, but after the piece of meat went down, he wondered if he was a starving ghost in his previous life, as if a small spoon was scraping the wall of his stomach inside, and he shouted with all his might—"I want Eat meat, I want meat."

Bah, can Sheng Tang have some backbone!

Cider cooked a little by himself, and then concentrated on taking care of the two people in front of him. Echo eats meat so hard that several large plates are already empty.

He gave Sheng Tang two slices of shiitake mushrooms: "Pair with meat and vegetables."

Sheng Tang licked his lips, looked at him with a pair of big round eyes, very serious: "Yes."

Cider inexplicably felt like feeding a small animal, and his palms were slightly itchy, and he pressed it with a baking tong.

During the game that day, Cling's eyes were like a wolf's. How could he be so... dumbfounded when he ate.

Sheng Tang didn't notice the change in the way Cider looked at him, he just felt that this man was full of miracles, and he could even bake sliced ​​shiitake mushrooms so deliciously.

For the sake of meat and shiitake mushrooms, put aside the grievances between you and me.

When Xiao Jiu arrived, Sheng Tang was enjoying his meal, and he was haggling with Cider about how much chili to add.

"Hey, is this your friend?" Echo raised his hand and tapped Xia Shengtang's desktop.

Sheng Tang picked up another piece of meat: "Oh, oh, oh."

Yes, come and sit.

Xiao Jiu felt that she really had a tacit understanding with him after staying for a long time, and she could even crack this kind of Morse code.

"God E, what a coincidence." He moved a chair, "Do you mind if I share a table with Sheng Tang?"

"Eat, eat, eat," Echo poured water for him, "take what you want to drink, and let Cider roast the meat."

"I can do it myself." Xiao Jiu raised her hand with a smile, and the newly brought bowls and chopsticks were placed next to Sheng Tang, only to find a large plate of meat in his bowl, "Are you a pig? Eat so much?"

Sheng Tang frowned, and just about to refute, Cider intervened quietly: "Isn't he? When you grow up, you eat more."

As he spoke, he handed Sheng Tang a tissue: "Be careful not to get it on your clothes."

Sheng Tang took a full mouthful and raised his face triumphantly: "Mmmmmmmmmm!" Did you hear that!

Xiao Jiu helped him take the tissue and stuffed it into his hand, and said perfunctorily, "Ah, yes, I heard you."

Echo looked surprised: "You can understand?"

Xiao Jiu was helpless: "I've known him for too long."

Echo has a carefree personality and has no distance from his juniors. He quickly chatted from the games in the past few weeks to the latest games, and the topics continued one after another.

Cider has been eating barbecued meat in silence, occasionally asking Sheng Tang if the saltiness is appropriate, or refilling a glass of orange juice for him.

It took Xiao Jiu a long time to realize that something was wrong. Didn't Sheng Tang send him a WeChat message to complain about how crazy Cider was?How come meeting offline is like this?

"By the way, you guys are going back to Brother Mu's house for Chinese New Year, right? Bring me one." Echo was full and leaned back on the chair, "I'll go back to my hometown in two days, so I won't go to his place."

"Okay." Although Xiao Jiu didn't know what kind of friendship Echo had with Brother Mu, he agreed.

By the way, I remembered one thing, before Sheng Tang asked him if he knew a man named Huang Xiang.

"Brother Mu's house when the time comes, you can ask him about the one you want to find." Xiao Jiu wrapped the meat with lettuce, "Brother Mu has been teaching for so long, I should have some impression."

"Looking for someone?" Echo was idle, and said, "Professional player?"

Sheng Tang took a sip of orange juice: "Well, one should be a retired player, right? It's called Volly."

"Voll..." Echo frowned slightly, "Huang Xiang? Are you looking for him?"

"I didn't look for it, but... I suddenly found the information that day, and it sounded familiar." Sheng Tang's intelligence detector beeped.

Echo's face darkened slightly, and he grabbed a small piece of tissue on the table into his hand: "Huang Xiang is not a good thing, don't look for him if you have nothing to do."

Xiao Jiu put down the lettuce stalk, disapprovingly: "What did he do?"

"One of my juniors told me before that he played in the First Division and told me that there was a fake team at that time."

Cider, who had been silent all this time, also sat up straight: "Fake team?"

I have only heard of fake players and coaches, and this is the first time I have heard of fake teams.

"Ah, it shouldn't be too strict, anyway, there are five people in that team, and three of them play match-fixing matches." Echo sneered, "It sucks."

As long as they are serious practitioners related to the professional circle, there is no one who does not hate match-fixing.

The underground gambling dealer, through a series of coercion and lure to seduce immature players, controls the fairness of the game, and messes up the good e-sports.

You play a game and think that killing the opponent solo is a manifestation of your own strength?No, it may be that the opponent just bought the time point of the first blood and "gifted" the head to you.

Losing a small dragon in the middle of the game, thinking that the team made a mistake in decision-making, did not grasp the reality?No, maybe a teammate bought the first dragon and deliberately "give up" it to the opponent.

This kind of game is not so excessive. Some players directly manipulate the game to win or lose, so that you can't understand why you won/lost the game.

A strong nausea surged into his stomach, and Sheng Tang almost spat out the meat he had just stuffed in.

"Three people?" Xiao Jiu was also shocked.

"Well, if I remember correctly, it should be the top laner, jungler, and AD." Echo raised his hand and fiddled with his chopsticks, with disdain in his eyes, "They all have Zhuang support behind them. A good thing."

Cider spread out the meat: "I have a little impression, is it called the Lions team?"

"Yeah." Echo nodded, "I can't remember, anyway, it was directly checked by the officials, but I don't know where the players are going, and the counterfeiting check was just implemented that year, so the handling of the players didn't seem to be particularly in place, mainly There are quite a few people involved, who knows how many slipped through the net."

Xiao Jiu looked at Sheng Tang. The child who was eating happily just now was staring at the bowl silently, unable to see clearly.

Echo sighed: "Anyway, it's a pity that the team's mid laner support, I guess I tried my best to win the game, but found that I couldn't change the state of the team, and no one could find out their true strength from the fake match. The shining point, most of his career has been buried."

The author has something to say: Note: The novel is just a novel, and the dark side involved in the article has nothing to do with reality! !