Boys can't shed tears easily

[What is Ji Shen talking about? 】

[Inaudible, looks like some sort of mid laner]

[His hand blocked it, as if there was another sentence about waiting for you... Is it so murderous? ? 】

A few bullet screens drifted past sporadically, but Jize didn't care, and cut to the background to check the duration of the live broadcast.

Another half hour to go.

He simply hung up in the game live broadcast room, which was replaying the highlights of the semi-finals that had just ended, and the figure with the ID "wood" could be seen in several shots.

"How's my hand? It's okay, I don't need to use my injury to play against others. As long as I stand on the court, I can fight." Jize said casually.

A colorful bullet screen floated past.

【Ji Shen, why don't you try buying a wristband? 】

"Wristguards..." Jize raised his eyebrows with interest, and took out his mobile phone to chat with the team doctor in private.

[Orthopedic Rehabilitation Doctor Huang]: Wrist brace?What are you doing, don't think that you can be lazy and not massage by doing these fancy things, we can do whatever we arrange, and I must see you in the team doctor's office tomorrow.If it wasn't too troublesome to go to the capital, how could I let you go there by yourself...

【Jze】:...

As for guarding him against thieves like this?

【Jze】: Just asking.

【Orthopedic Rehabilitation Doctor Huang】: What are you asking?The wristband is used to fix it before it is injured, and it is useful to relieve the pressure on the hand.In your case, you might as well put tape on it.You don't really want to be lazy, do you?How old is he, he is not as obedient as your younger brother, what does he look like.

【Jze】:.

Jize looked away and turned off the chat.

In the lounge, Cuckoo excitedly hugged Xia Dumpling, and the two old men who had been stationed in UM for the longest time waved their team uniforms, tears were streaming down their faces.

This is only the semi-finals, and there is not much time left for them.

There is only one week of rest between the semi-finals and the finals. During this period, they have to fly from Haicheng to the capital. It will take at least one day, and there is very little space left for training.

Fortunately, JG's game ended one day earlier. The logistics analyst had already summarized JG's tactical characteristics in advance, and they only needed to follow the training.

Use less brains.

Back at the base, after sharing the supper with everyone, Mu Bai dug out his peripherals from the bag and put them back into training.

He has recently tried a few black-tech heroes that are widely rumored in the game server, and his rank points have dropped a little. In order to ensure the strength of the game, he still chooses to squander his victory points at high ranks.

Now it's time to start making it up a little bit.

Jiang Chuang bit his chicken leg and looked up, and saw the back of the boy upstairs holding the peripherals, and the muscles in his mouth suddenly became unscented again.

It doesn't matter if you have high talent, high talent and hard work are what really make people feel nervous.

"It's all right?" Xia Jiao frowned slightly, and glanced at Cuckoo, who had a serious expression beside him.

Of course Cuckoo understood what the old team member meant, shook his head and said, "I checked before, and my hands and waist are in good condition, and the club has also changed to a set of ergonomic chairs... But I'm still a little worried after practicing like this."

"The doctor said it's all right, what are you afraid of." Xia Dumpling shrugged and squeezed his wrist: "Isn't his living habits much healthier than when he was just sent in?"

"What did you send in? It makes our base look like a prison. Are there any kind-hearted prison guards like me in the prison?" Cuckoo glared at him. ..."

As Cuckoo said, the worry in his eyes almost overflowed, like an old father who was afraid that his child would forget to eat and sleep too much.

Shrimp Dumpling couldn't bear his numbness, pretended to be disgusted and hugged his shoulders tightly, turned his head and walked into the bathroom.

Mu Bai didn't know that he was already on the coach's high-risk list, he played a few rounds of rank in a regular manner, and then went back to his room and fell asleep.

The next day, training matches followed.

Intensive training games plus high-intensity rank rotation, in order to defeat someone, Mu Bai even dug out all the videos of JG's entire spring game during the break, stared at Jize frame by frame, and was familiar with his every move. bit.

Human operation has inertia. Most people will subconsciously move in the same direction when they see the coming skills. Professional players will use a lot of training to cover up their habits, but there are still traces to follow.

Several amazing predictions flashed on the field, all of which were the result of many observations.

The day before heading to the capital, the club delivered all the fan gifts that had been saved for more than a month, filling a box full.

It is inevitable that monsters and ghosts are inevitable when the circle is big. Even UM has received some bad letters before, let alone the teams in the front row. It is not surprising that there is nothing in the gift.

Those that can be delivered to the team members must have been disassembled and inspected.

Mu Bai's gift was also filled into a large box, which was the largest among the few newcomers, and as soon as he opened it, he could see the strange gadgets inside, and there was even a hand-painted Q-version portrait.

Mu Bai was a little embarrassed.

"Not bad, how long has it been since we fought, and there are so many handmade gifts." Jiang Chuang commented: "Put them away properly, these are all our core fans."

"If you really like it, you can put it in the acrylic box next to your personal place, which is reserved for you to put ornamental items." Cuckoo said.

Only then did Mu Bai know the purpose of the small box in front of the table.

He flipped through, and there was a set of figurines of the male sword demon, a few cute little poro, and even a bundle of store vouchers hidden at the bottom.

They are all well-known chain restaurants, including pastries, western food and Chinese food, and even the hot pot they often order.

"This fan has a heart." Xia Dumpling looked envious: "Do you know what these stores have in common?"

Mu Bai didn't understand: "I don't know."

The local shrimp dumpling patted the stack of vouchers: "Every one of them has stores in Haicheng."

Mu Bai was stunned for a moment.

At the bottom of the box is a medical wristband wrapped in plastic.

The shape of medical wristbands is mostly unattractive, but this one is clean and tidy black, and it doesn't look obtrusive at all on the hand.

At the bottom of the wristband, two lines of beautiful cursive English are embroidered with gold thread.

The bigger one is Mu Bai's game ID "Wood", and the slightly smaller one is an uppercase English letter "F".

"Professional medical wristbands, good stuff. The thumb piece is specially designed so that it won't affect the operation." Cuckoo recognized it at a glance: "Put it on, it's very useful for you now."

You Zhou probed his brain: "What does this F mean?"

"For, give it to someone." Cuckoo smiled: "Fans like to mark like this, after all, it's their own heart, so as not to be picked up and used by others."

Mu Bai nodded clearly.

He put on the wristband, and the magic stick stuck to his thumb. The wristband firmly wrapped more than half of his palm, and his whole hand became much warmer in an instant.

He looked at the letters embroidered on the wristband and touched it lightly.

For Wood.

This gift is for him.

The next day, several people boarded the plane and headed for the capital.

It was the first time for Mu Bai to sit in the first class, and he was actually able to taste fruits and fresh vegetables as the former team members imagined, and even asked him if he needed a small glass of red wine.

The flight attendant's enthusiasm Mu Bai was a little overwhelmed, he just lowered his head and shook his head sullenly.

The plane landed smoothly, Cuckoo groaned and pulled the suitcase into the lobby, and saw a string of conspicuous dark red.

It's JG's uniform color.

Several dark red suitcases were stacked together and placed in a corner, with a few English symbols vaguely marked in white on them.

"Why are you so unlucky today, you can see this eye-catching red..." Cuckoo muttered, walking towards the front desk, caught sight of Liang Tian who was going through the formalities.

Cuckoo: "?"

Liang Tian: "?"

Cuckoo's expression suddenly became vigilant: "Why are you here? Are you trying to steal our team's secrets!"

Liang Tian confronted each other: "We registered first, which side needs stealing tactics more, don't you want me to tell you?"

Furious, cuckoo's seven orifices smoke.

The hotel was handled by the team manager. The manager only said that it was close to the venue and had good facilities. It was rare to reward the players in a luxury hotel for playing in the finals.

Ah.

Really rich and powerful JG.

Cuckoo sneered from the bottom of his heart.

The JG team members did not know where they went, leaving only Liang Tian alone, and Cuckoo completed the housing formalities in arrogance due to the large number of people, and turned his head and left arrogantly.Fortunately, there are two buildings in the hotel, and the two teams are divided into two sides, otherwise there is a real possibility of being dug out.

Mu Bai walked forward inexplicably, but when he heard that the entire JG team was also in this hotel, something went wrong with him.

The regular season victory that day, Jize's words still ring in my ears.

Since they are all living together, then... Will Jize come to him?

Mu Bai pursed his lips, and there was a subtle expectation in his heart.

After a group of people finished eating, they returned to their positions to rest.

There were an odd number of people in the team, and Mu Bai's living habits were too harsh, so he was assigned to a separate room.

Mu Bai drank water, sat on a chair, and clicked on the JG game video stored in the phone's hard drive.

In the past few days, he has watched the video over and over more than a dozen times, and he can almost recite every minute of what happened.

Seeing this level has nothing to do with testing opponents.

It's more like seeing someone clearly through those fixed cameras, where only half of the face can be seen.

Mu Bai had to admit that the month from the end of the regular season to the playoffs was indeed a bit too long.

Tomorrow is the finals.

Mu Bai put down his phone, thinking a little excitedly.

Tonight... you won't have insomnia, will you?

Mu Bai had just watched a game and was about to get up to take a shower when there seemed to be some knocking sound on the door.

He tiptoed, like a pickpocket with dirty hands and feet in the news.

He immediately cheered up, and with a hot water bottle in his hand, he tiptoed up to the cat and peeked out the door.

"Boom."

The kettle slipped from his hands and fell quietly to the blanketed floor.

Mu Bai hurriedly picked up the kettle, put the poor public utensils back where they were, his eyes were fixed on the door, the shadow that never left.

A message came through.

【Jze】: I drank some wine.

[Jze]: I just want to see you suddenly... Don't worry, I won't do anything.

[Jze]: If you don't want to, just tap the same, and I'll leave right away.

When Mu Bai saw this news, he almost died on his phone again.

The doorknob was turned, and the door was slowly opened. A young man in black stood in front of the door with his head slightly lowered, looking at him with eyes full of smiles.

"You opened the door." Jize smiled: "Do you feel sorry for me, or do you really miss me?"

Mu Bai held the handle tightly with his fingertips, and a pink blush appeared on it.

Where can he not open.

It's just...not ready.

He pursed his lips, and suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbing Ji Ze's drooping wrist.

"I...I too..." Mu Bai's fingertips were trembling faintly, his head could not be lowered any lower, wishing to bury it in the ground: "I want to see you too."

Ji Ze's eyes flickered for a moment.

His hand was held in the palm of Mu Bai, and he held it hard, as if he was afraid that he would really turn around and leave, and the warmth of the young man's skin was still conveying on his wrist.

He saw the wristband tied to Mu Bai's wrist.

Ji Ze lowered his eyes, touched Mu Bai's palm with his fingers, held Mu Bai's with his slender knuckles, and gently held those white hands in his palm: "Do you know what the F on this wristband means?"

The fingers were suddenly held by Jize, and his intuition only told Mu Bai that this was a very intimate gesture, but he didn't want to break free at all.

Just want to hold it tighter.

The slender fingers retracted in Jize's palm, and Mu Bai lowered his voice uneasily: "The fans gave it to me, they said... they said it meant For."

"Oh." Jize raised his eyebrows, "I didn't expect that."

Mu Bai didn't understand, he raised his misty eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

Ji Ze was stared at by those beautiful eyes and his breath was slightly stagnant. He suddenly wanted to cover those eyes with his hands or tie, so that the boy could hide in the shadows and be at a loss. He could only hold on tightly to him.

Jize took a deep breath, swallowing the animal-like desire/thought in his throat.

Mu Bai is still young and doesn't understand anything.

He can't take advantage of his age to induce Mu Bai to do anything.

Jize took a step forward, approaching Mu Bai's ear, breathing on the edge of the delicate earlobe: "Actually, those are the initials of my ID."

Jize's ID.

Fade.

Mu Bai's fingertips suddenly tightened.

As if he was afraid that Jize would snatch the gift, Mu Bai put his hands back, blushing almost to the point of bleeding: "So what."

"I love so much."

The author has something to say: In the next chapter, after the competition, kiss on the lips (cover your face)

I don't know if I can finish it in one chapter, it's probably quite long

感谢在2021-10-0422:16:27~2021-10-0519:27:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 274180191;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: the worker only looks at the cookie, and shuts his mouth if he doesn’t like to look at it;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!