Jungle is super annoying

Can you feel it?

It feels so good.

There was no way for He Di to retreat, his whole back was pressed against the wall, and Zhou You stood in front of him again, the two of them were almost face to face, and his hand was still being held by him, the narrow space was squeezed even smaller.

Zhou You's eyes looked a little dazed, he was pushed away by He Di once, and he wanted to kiss him, but at this moment, some footsteps came from outside, interrupting the meeting of the two people's eyes.

The light in the toilet was fairly bright, but it was not enough for people to see clearly what He Di was thinking. Zhou You lowered his head, feeling his heart beating so fast, his ears were hot, his whole body was burning, his mouth was dry, He didn't dare to purse his lips, and always felt that as long as he closed his lips again, he could feel He Di's lips again. That feeling made him nostalgic.

It should be the AST staff who came in at this moment. Zhou You heard them discussing the fourth game that was overturned. In that game, TNG chose the wild core. The strong jungle hero helped Zhou You, whose jungle style was suppressed, to find Back to the scene, and after gaining the advantage, Zhou You was naturally able to snowball himself to the lane.

It was also the fourth one, which greatly boosted TNG's morale.

Zhou You couldn't remember who was awarded the MVP in the spring finals.

The distance between him and He Di is ridiculously close now, even closer than when they were on the bus, He Di's shortness of breath almost brushed his face, and they seemed to be able to hear each other's heartbeat.

Before the two staff members finished chatting outside, Zhou You took a step forward, quietly passed He Di's waist with his hand, and hugged him. He Di was taken aback and almost pushed him away reflexively, but when he raised Seeing Zhou You's expression, his hands lost strength inexplicably.

"I like it." Zhou You suppressed his breath and said in a low voice, "I like you."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and rubbed against He Di's neck, his broken hair was itching to death, and a song sounded in He Di's heart at a very inopportune time.

I really want to escape...but I can't escape...

The two staff members outside finally left. The moment the sound of footsteps faded away, He Di directly pushed open the door of the toilet and walked out quickly. He fell down, and quickly pulled out his hand to hold the door frame.

"You..." Zhou You was interrupted by He Di just as he opened his mouth.

"Go back quickly," He Di looked back at him, his brows were slightly frowned, and his ears were a little red again, "The team leader will have to find someone later."

Zhou You opened his mouth, nodded regretfully, took a step forward and backed away, his face was so red that it was about to explode.

"You first...you go first," Zhou You took another step back uncomfortably, "I'll wait a little longer."

"Ah." He Di couldn't help but glance down at him.

Zhou You almost covered it with his hand, but he felt that this action was a bit out of place. He raised his hand halfway up and then lowered it, so embarrassed that he almost wanted to find a crack in the ground.

"...Oh," He Di looked away, and a heat that he didn't know where came from suddenly rolled up from the depths of his skin. He subconsciously pulled his neckline, trying to make his breathing more natural. It was also a little messy inside, "You just, come out when you're done?"

Zhou You also froze for a moment, and asked hesitantly, "Do you want to do it?"

"...Ask me?" He Di was also a little dazed for a while, "Go...don't do it, there may not be enough time..."

"Oh," Zhou You almost retreated to stand on the toilet, and his speech became more and more vague, "Then I will come out later."

He Di couldn't stand the atmosphere anymore, so he responded vaguely, turned his head and left the toilet, Zhou You closed the door and squatted on the spot for a while, rubbing his face with both hands for a long time before he recovered, and walked out of the door to get used to it. Washed hands vigorously.

This time, no one was waiting for him at the door of the toilet. Zhou You quickly approached the interview room. The players and coaches had been sitting there for a long time, and the interview was in progress.

There is a championship trophy on the long table in front, which is heavy but makes people happy.

He Di didn't want to look at Zhou You, but when Zhou You sat next to him, he couldn't help but look at him.

Zhou You also glanced sideways at him, the two looked at each other and quickly separated, Zhou You also cleared his throat a little bit to cover up, for fear that others would not see what happened to them in the toilet just now.

But...just now...

Zhou You frowned and thought for a long time, then suddenly came up with a word.

It's so exciting.

Finally kissed He Di!

Hey.

Zhou You couldn't help laughing, the reporters in the audience were stunned for a moment, and then laughed too.

They only thought it was Zhou You who won the championship and they were extremely happy. Only Zhou You knew that he was so happy because he kissed He Di and He Di didn't show any obvious resistance.

I feel like I have reached the pinnacle of my career and my life.

"Where are we going to eat later?" the team leader asked them while holding a mobile phone.

"I'm fine," He Di said, "you decide."

"Let's have a carnival," the team leader said with a smile, "It's only one day today, and we have another day off tomorrow, so we have to prepare for MSI."

Several people smiled and did not speak.

The full name of Msi is League of Legends Mid-Season Championship. It is a world competition in which only the champion of the spring season of each division is eligible to participate. It will face the strongest teams in other divisions.

The spring championship may be just the beginning.

If it was possible to dream, He Di thought, maybe they could also win the MSI championship, then the summer championship, and finally - the S-series world championship, and a grand slam.

But the dream is still too far away.

After thinking about it, He Di felt that this matter was a bit outrageous, so it's better not to think about it.

Anyway, they are already the spring champions now.

Sitting on the bus, He Di felt a sense of relief in his heart. However, he sat next to him before he felt comfortable. All over the body.

"What to eat?" Zhou You asked.

"I don't know," He Di said, "I should just go to a restaurant...maybe go to sing later?"

"Okay." Zhou You looked at He Di, opened his mouth to say something, but quickly closed it again.

He looked very comfortable, anyway, that kind of... indescribably happy, just as He Di wanted to look away, Zhou You leaned over again.

"...Don't you feel hot?" He Di sighed.

"It's not hot," Zhou You said, "Do you want to play with your phone?"

"Ah." He Di fumbled for the phone a little stiffly.

Many people on the phone have already sent their congratulations for winning the championship. He Di replied one by one without daring to look back. Zhou You leaned next to him, with one hand behind his back, without hugging him, but that's it... Let it go with.

Let He Di put it on in fear.

"That hand of yours." He Di frowned and said.

Zhou You immediately took it back, and didn't even give He Di a chance to say "Did it grow on me?"

How should I put it...you travel around this person.

Said he was cowardly, he dared to press someone against the toilet wall to kiss, said he was brave, and now his hands were retracted quickly again.

What kind of person is he?

He Di turned his head to look out the window, and heaved a long sigh.

It's a schizophrenia.

The bus quickly arrived at the place that the team leader had decided on. The coach refused Cheng Mingyun's request to bring the trophy into the restaurant and serve him with tableware, thinking that he was sick.

A few people walked into the restaurant happily, and came out full of belly fat, and they were so stuffed that they were dying, and some people suggested to eat something else.

Anyway, He Di couldn't eat anymore, he ran around with the team, and didn't eat much.

He was very happy to win the championship, but He Di felt that he was not as happy as he imagined, maybe his joy was washed away by something.

After everyone was full and the cracks were gone, the bus started heading towards the ktv again.

"Let me first give you a song called Waiting for a Thousand Years," Cheng Mingyun began ordering songs as soon as he entered the box, "Let me praise our spring championship trophy."

"Stupid." He Di laughed and commented.

Zhou You was still sitting next to He Di, perhaps a little bit stretched, sitting upright, not daring to slump down at all, for fear of vomiting something out.

One of the indispensable parts of singing is drinking. Several e-sports players can't hold alcohol very well, but they are boasting louder and louder. It didn't take long for few people in the box to be sober.

When Zhou You saw Cheng Mingyun sitting over, his face was actually not so excited, but more emotional. He suddenly remembered that Cheng Mingyun is also a veteran, a little older than He Di, and this year should be his last season.

TNG's team is by no means young. There are many veterans, veterans turned coaches. They are a group of people... It is very likely that after this year, they will never be able to see them on the field again.

"Should Zhou You go up and sing a song?" Cheng Mingyun said with a smile.

"I can't sing." Zhou You said.

"Any one of you order the national anthem for him," Cheng Mingyun yelled, "If you can't sing, just drag him out and beat him to death."

"I really don't know it," Zhou You frowned. He had never been in a KTV since he was a child, and he hadn't heard a few songs. How could he be able to sing, "Go ahead and play."

"Then you..." Cheng Mingyun still tried to persuade him, but He Di put down his phone and said, "Let me sing."

"What are you singing?" Cheng Mingyun changed his target again.

"Sing one..." He Di thought for a while, and then spoke a string of English.

This was Zhou You's first time hearing He Di speak English other than rank and nice, which are commonly used in games.

It sounds as good as it is sung.

After He Di sang a song, Zhou You came to a new conclusion.

Sing better.

He Di was sitting next to him, squinting his eyes to read the lyrics, his voice was lazy, but it fit the tune of the song very well.

"It sounds good!" Zhou You couldn't help standing up and applauding.

Cheng Mingyun might have been fooled by Zhou You, and he laughed so hard that He Di sighed and pulled him to sit down.

"It sounds good." Zhou You continued after sitting down.

"Understood." He Di looked at him helplessly, and said in a low voice, "Silly dog."

"Huh?" Zhou You didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing." He Di said.

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