Lie down, I can carry[e-sports]

Luo Qiao came out from the corner, looking at Qi Mo who was almost melting into the night before him, his heart ached.

Qi Mo didn't say a word, just leaned against the railing quietly like that, but Luo Qiao could feel the sadness on his body, he knew that Xing Xing was there when the team was first formed just like Qi Mo, and the first two years were full of glory , Sagittarius played superbly, and did not give way to Qi Mo. I didn't expect to be in such a situation now.

He didn't know how to comfort him, so he stayed here quietly with Qi Mo.

"E-sports is really cruel. Many people think it's easy to be a professional player, and you can easily make a lot of money by playing a game, hehe..." Qi Mo laughed at himself. In the past one or two years, it has gotten better. Unexpectedly, when the team became more and more engaged, Xingxing couldn't hold it because he worked too hard in the early stage.

Luo Qiao's eyes were red, he took a step forward, and hugged Qi Mo.

Qi Mo, who is so bright in the eyes of others, shows his fragile side at this time, which is really distressing, let alone Luo Qiao, who has always regarded him as a god.

Luo Qiao held his waist tightly, trying to comfort him, but found that his voice was also a little choked, so he simply shut up and didn't speak, but hugged him harder.

Qi Mo was a little sad at first, but suddenly he was hugged by a child, and the faint smell of milk miraculously comforted him, but the shoulders of the person in his arms shrugged. Why is Luo Qiao sadder than him?

"Hey, why are you crying? Also, if you are weaker, your waist will be strangled by you."

Hearing this, Luo Qiao let go of his hand in a panic, raised his eyes and saw Qi Mo's teasing eyes, knew that he had been cheated again, and lowered his head angrily.

Qi Mo had a panoramic view of Luo Qiao's expression just now. The boy's eyes were red and distressed, his lips were tightly pursed, there were water marks on his face that hadn't been wiped clean, and his usually arrogant pink hair was hanging limply on his ears back.

Luo Qiao felt sorry for him.

Qi Mo rubbed his hair, and there was a pampering in his eyes that he didn't realize.

Looking at Luo Qiao who was unwilling to look up, Qi Mo lowered his head and leaned into Luo Qiao's ear, his tone low: "Brother, it seems that we won't be able to play double row tonight."

Luo Qiao immediately raised his head, widened his eyes, and grabbed his sleeve, "Why!" It was clearly agreed before that you can double row without infusion at night!

Seeing him come out of the emotion just now, Qi Mo shook off the sleeves that were being pulled, and looked behind him, "Of course it's because your little assistant is about to get drunk."

Luo Qiao looked behind him, and sure enough, the drunk from MA was holding a wine bottle and yelled at them, "What are you doing! Come drink."

Luo Qiao gritted his teeth. The double row he had been looking forward to for a day was in vain!hateful!

With the drunk machine as a walking drinking machine, the wine table was all lying down, and the drunk was still blah blah blah, Luo Qiao poured himself a glass of Sprite, walked to the drunk and said, "To you."

After speaking, he dried it in one gulp.

The drunk squinted his eyes and recognized that this was LC's jungler substitute, "Hey! I missed one, do you want to drink with me, or is it white? Come on!" After finishing speaking, he drank up the wine in his glass.

"Are you really not thinking about my cousin? Although she doesn't play wild, she can do my best. Try again, both of you?" The drunk still didn't give up.

Seeing the other people getting drunk and unconscious, Luo Qiao relaxed, leaned back in the chair, and took a sip of the steaming Sprite, "You really know it? No wonder the dishes are so unique, don't bother, there is no result. "

The drunk was stunned for a moment, "Huh? It's not a small tone! Let's fight each other another day."

"It's not that I've played, just the one you played with your cousin. It seems that the loss was not deep enough. In that game, I brought several fans who didn't know how to play, and one of them was platinum. Then what about you? That's it? And today's training match, I also watched it, your shooter is really hard to describe, he is better than him at playing Mickey on the keyboard." Luo Qiao said mercilessly, outputting crazily.

Before the drunk had time to reply, Luo Qiao drank another cup, and immediately forgot Luo Qiao's previous words.

"I heard that there are strange CP fans between you and Qi Shen, and it is said that there are special topic posts?" Luo Qiao looked at the drunk who was a little confused, and asked tentatively.

"Well, I'm the administrator who is the hottest one. The fans say it's the certification of the real owner. Qi Mo, an old fox, doesn't care, so I'm the only one here."

Luo Qiao raised his eyebrows, still certified? "So can you delete this post?"

"Why do you want to delete it?" The drunkard was a little reluctant. This post is quite popular and can bring a lot of popularity.

Luo Qiao's thoughts turned quickly, and he immediately said: "Your cousin asked me if his cousin likes men, and even tested me in a disguised form. Do you think it's because of this strange post? Going on, the reputation of our e-sports circle is not good."

The drunkard thought about what he said, and nodded, "I'll delete this post later." Even his cousin was suspicious, and it's unlikely that this matter would reach his parents' ears.

"No, you delete it now."

Step by step, Yu Luoqiao induced the drunk to delete the hottest post.

The goal was achieved, and Luoqiao began to concentrate on drinking. The two went back and forth, and the drunk drank another ten bottles of beer, and Luoqiao's large bottle of Sprite was also reduced by half.

Seeing the drunks finally lying on the table, Luo Qiao felt relieved, and called the base to pick them up as Qi Mo said before.

One by one, they woke up the rest of LC, and helped Qi Mo down the stairs beside him.

When going down the stairs, Luo Qiao was still worried that he would not be able to support Qi Mo, but he didn't expect Qi Mo to walk very steadily, but he leaned against him weakly, Luo Qiao's heart trembled,

Qi Mo, you must be drunk!

"Captain, are you okay?" As soon as the words finished, Qi Mo stumbled with his left foot and almost fell down the stairs. Luo Qiao pulled him back in time, making him break out in a cold sweat.

Looks really drunk.

In the car, Luo Qiao put Qi Mo's head on his lap so that he could lie down more comfortably.

Glancing at the messy people in the back seat, there were still a few lying on the ground, Qi Mo occupied a row of seats, Luo Qiao felt a little guilty, but when he saw Qi Mo's frown, he turned his eyes away Looking at the others, they will arrive at the base soon anyway, and they won't suffer much.

Seven people went to eat hot pot, Luoqiao was the only one who was sober, but now he is not well, he drank too much soda, and began to hiccup, and there were faint hiccups in the silent car,

"Hi... hiccup... hiccup..."

Luo Qiao's face turned red, and he wanted to hold back, but Sprite was too angry before, and he drank a lot in order to get drunk, and now he can't stop his energy.

Fortunately, the driver didn't turn his head, otherwise he would have to find a hole in the ground.

Luo Qiao, trying hard to hold back the hiccups, didn't notice Qi Mo on his lap——

Qi Mo tilted his head, a smile that he couldn't hide from the corner of his mouth.