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The competition was tense, and Yuan Huanqian wanted to find Jiang He every day, but he couldn't get out of his body to find him. He could only send Jiang He a wechat video every day. He forgot everything after he was drunk last time. Later, Jiang He The speed of replying messages often makes him wonder whether the person on the other side of the phone has changed recently.

[Yuan Huanxuan: Brother, Blue has entered the final. 】

【Jiang He: I see it】

[Yuan Huan: Are you nervous? 】

【Jiang He: Don't be nervous】

【Yuan Huan: Are you not afraid of losing】

【Jiang He: I never thought of losing】

[Yuan Huanqi: You will definitely win]

【Jiang He: But only one of us can win】

Jiang He naturally wouldn't consider losing. This was his last year's competition, and no matter what, he had to do his best to strive for a result that he wouldn't regret after retiring.

Yuan Huanqi didn't know about Jiang He's imminent retirement. In fact, except for Coach Huang and Cheng Ning, no one knew that He Shen was about to retire to the world and retreat behind the scenes.

"Brother He, Captain Cheng told you to go to the conference room for a meeting."

Jiang He nodded: "Okay."

"This domestic final is not our ultimate goal. Among the remaining teams, we and Kill have the highest chance of advancing. It's just a matter of who is first and who is second, so we will always meet in the finals." Kill, they were caught off guard in the last game, and this time I will replay their game video." Coach Huang called up the clips of Yuan Huanqian's sniper shots and headshots.

"Jiang He, Yuan Huanqian's sniper marksmanship was brought out by you. Do you still remember his weakness?"

Jiang He licked his lower lip: "He can basically imitate my style of play, and can directly analyze my flaws, so that I can also change it."

"Yuan Huanxuan's biggest advantage is that he was originally an assaulter, so his level of steel spear is also very good, and he was also taught by Jiang He."

Jiang He touched his earlobe, and asked impatiently, "Why do you keep talking about him today? What do you mean?"

"You are familiar with Yuan Huan Que, so you must be good at beating him."

Jiang He rolled his eyes: "Have you forgotten who killed me in the last round?"

Coach Huang's face became a little ugly, and he cursed in a low voice: "It took so long to raise a white-eyed wolf, I'm so fucking speechless."

Jiang He's eyes dimmed.

The National Finals will be held at the end of May. Jiang He’s recent training is in very good condition, and the points system is still used. This is very friendly to FB who is good at fighting, and the ending is as expected. FB and Kill won the championship and second place, and will represent the Chinese team Go to Berlin.

"The two teams promoted this time are purely Chinese teams. Everyone is very excited. May I ask which team do you think has the greater chance of winning?"

"The global finals will be held in July. At present, the Korean team and the European and American teams have also come out. Among them, three teams were the top three last year. Do you think our Chinese team has a good chance of winning this time?"

"FB and Kill are both top teams in China, but what do you think are their shortcomings?"

"Who do you support?"

"Are you going to the game?"

"Do you think the Chinese team can win the championship trophy that has passed us for several years?"

"Has the excellent cooperation between Huan Shen and Crane God disappeared?"

It was Jiang He's initiative to meet Yuan Huanque for the last time before the retreat training.

"elder brother."

It was only two days before the domestic finals, and Yuan Huan Que's dark circles became heavier again. Jiang He stubbed out the cigarette butt, looked back at Yuan Huan Que slowly, turned back, lit a cigarette, and the smoke Blown away by the wind.

"The final in Berlin is coming up in July."

"Yes, you, how are you preparing?"

Jiang He leaned against the railing of the bridge, his hair was blown away by the hot wind, and the lingering smell of nicotine was still in the air. Jiang He's throat was hoarse, and he said:

"When I was in the past, I thought countless times what it would be like if the two of us stood together on the stage of the global finals, and whether the opponent would be afraid of us being scared of shit."

"When I saw you before, I always felt like I saw the future of FB. You know, I have deep feelings for FB."

"Sometimes I'm glad I picked you out of the youth trainees, and sometimes I regret it."

Yuan Huan Que was a little flustered, Jiang He turned his back to him, in front of him was a wide and bright lake, the wind and water collided on the surface of the lake, Yuan Huan Que took a step forward, put his hand on Jiang He's shoulder, and whispered Him: "Brother..."

"But it's also ridiculous. I brought you up with my own hands, and we finally stood together on the stage of the finals in this way."

Your black muzzle is aimed at me, and the speed of pulling the trigger is what I taught you personally.

"I know you like me, but I don't know why, I can't even understand

untie. "

"I'm also a little hard to understand myself. You come to me every time. I'm obviously annoyed to death by you, but I feel very spineless and happy. When you appear, I feel restless. I used to have no fear." I hate you for bullying you, but as long as you change the way, I don't know what to do."

Jiang He clicked his tongue softly, his voice was cold, it sounded as if he had no warmth, calmly as if he was stating someone else's inner monologue: "During the competition, I have been in a daze, and I made frequent mistakes in the competition. I just got back to a little state, I hate myself who is out of control like this, and I also hate the liking you can say casually."

"Brother, I, I really like you." Yuan Huanqian was particularly flustered, he didn't know where to start to explain better, a sense of powerlessness spread all over his body, and suddenly felt that his words were very thin.

"I think if I don't make it clear, I don't know how to proceed with the training for the next two months." Jiang He slowly turned his head and fixedly looked at Yuan Huanqi, "I don't want to affect your training, and I don't want you to affect me. Training, this game is very important to me."

"I promise, I won't go to you again before the game, I'll wait for your arrangement obediently." Yuan Huan asked anxiously.

Jiang He opened his lips, sighed again, and when his chest finally calmed down, he opened his lips again and said:

"You don't like me anymore."

"Why—" Yuan Huan's heart sank, he frowned tightly, "Why?"

"Because the battlefield is cruel, not so many people can get joy. If I am happy, you will not be happy. If you are happy, I will not be happy. We will never be on the same frequency."

"But we can put aside the competition and talk about love!"

"Why do you like me?" Jiang He asked suddenly.

Yuan Huan choked up. …

"Because I brought you out, took you to fight on the battlefield, and took you to pay homage to your dreams with blood and flesh." Jiang He lowered his eyes lightly, covering up the pain that was almost overflowing, "We will never be able to escape from the past. The relationship between comrades-in-arms, it’s really easy for you to put aside the game and talk about love, Yuan Huanqian, ask yourself, if it weren’t for the game and training, would you like me?”

"Jiang He, if you want to say that I can be with you if I stay on FB, I will go crazy—"

"Yes! If you stay on FB." Jiang He interrupted him.

"Damn it!" Yuan Huan Que cursed angrily with bloodshot eyes, "You fucking want to kill me."

"Do you think I can go back?" Yuan Huan asked sternly, "Will I still play games with you? Jiang He, tell me, tell me!"

"You may, but I won't allow you to come back."

"You just don't allow me to like you, damn it, Jiang He, do you have a heart? You have a heart of stone, are you going to dig out my heart and crush it a few times?"

Heart of stone?Jiang He gritted his inner molars hard. The person in the world who is most unqualified to say that he has a heart of stone is Yuan Huan Que. Xiang's heart is soft, Yuan Huanqu casually said that he likes you for no reason, and made himself feel uneasy. How could Yuan Huanqu be qualified to say that he has a heart of stone?

Jiang He became more and more agitated, his eyes were bloodshot, he spat out the smoke from his mouth, and cursed: "Damn it, I'm so fucking hard-hearted."

Yuan Huanxuan took a step forward, put his hands on Jiang He's side, leaned forward in a menacing manner, and said viciously: "That is to say, how good I am to you, you won't fucking forget that I left matter."

Jiang He breathed violently, he looked at Yuan Huan Que with red eyes, his four eyes collided in the air and sparked countless sparks, Jiang He spoke in a trembling voice, and said word by word: "You are so fucking right I'm good, will you leave me and transfer?"

Yuan Huanque seemed to be stimulated by Jiang He's eyes, he staggered back, rolled his throat slowly, and his voice was already hoarse when he spoke again: "I understand."

Jiang He rubbed his hair vigorously, closed his eyes to cover the turbulent emotions in his eyes, adjusted his emotions and said: "Now you play for kill, I play for FB, the global finals are not a joke, the next two months Train well, don't think about these children's love anymore."

Yuan Huan Que stood there, and it took him a long time to calm down. He wanted to say something to Jiang He, but he couldn't find a word. He could only stare at Jiang He with eyes full of complicated emotions.

"I'll go back first." Jiang He bent down to pick up the cigarette butts on the ground, and then he drove back to the base slowly.

He just felt very tired, very tired.

Thinking of Yuan Huan Que's bright and youthful face saying he likes him, Jiang He felt that he who was still thinking about the past seemed like a mother-in-law. He didn't know how Yuan Huan Que managed to act like nothing had happened, and ran away Come to him and say that you like to say love.

But he couldn't escape all the love in those youthful eyes.

Jiang He lay on the bed, covered his eyes with his wrist, collapsed powerlessly, the instant noodle jumped on him restlessly, the cat's paw rubbed against Jiang He's face, and the wet paw was wiped.

"Meow~" Instant Noodles licked his salty paws.