Baiyueguang professional account

--tired.

In the past two years, An Mo has experienced a lot.

However, this moment turned out to be the most tiring.

An Mo had an intuition that the task could not be completed, and the importance of the finals was ready to be revealed, and he also regarded this as an important node.However, under such circumstances, such a big accident happened.

Tang Yang couldn't get out of the dispute between An Mo and Yue Tian.In the original book, Tang Yang participated in it from the beginning to the end. When Yue Tian didn't make too much trouble, he persuaded his friends who had played since childhood to be tolerant and considerate, and An Mo did as he did.

The repeated concessions and gentle treatment will only deepen Yue Tian's suspicion, especially when the two of them are making small fights after dating, the name An Mo will be pulled out and torn up repeatedly.

So the main purpose of involving Tang Yang in the first place was to let him control the arrogant and stubborn Yue Tian.

After the first conflict ended, An Mo made two preparations.First, the two of them are not together, no matter whether the emotional line in the plot will be on the right track, at least the career line will not be affected; second, it has already happened, the two of them decided to be together, Talk about love sweetly.After chasing his idol, Yue Tian fell into a love as sweet as honey, and had no time to make trouble in a short time.

Under the assumption of this scenario, Tang Yang might have the buff of love, and he performed supernormally in the finals, but the plot points will still not change.

As a result, he underestimated Yue Tian's ability to make things happen, and underestimated Tang Yang's patience.

Tang Yang quickly replied and sent a voice message. Before An Mo could hear it, the other party's voice call came over like a broken bamboo.

After a pause for a few seconds, An Mo closed the door of the room, isolated the parents in the living room, and connected.

"Xiaomo..." Tang Yang's voice was hoarse, as if he was ill.

"What's wrong with you?" An Mo frowned and asked, "Are you sick?"

There are still three days before the finals. If Xinglan's main force, Huo Tun, gets sick at this time, not to mention the public opinion will affect the mentality, the disease will destroy the body, and it is inevitable to lose the game.

"No, I just didn't rest well." Tang Yang said cautiously: "I saw the message you sent me, I'm sorry... Also, I have to apologize to you for everything in the past few days. I'm sorry."

"The one who should apologize is not you." An Mo frowned even more tightly, "What's the use of apologizing instead of Yue Tian now? I don't know what role his character played when you were in love, but now , from the perspective of a stranger who is not considered a friend, he is someone I don't want to get in touch with in my life."

Tang Yang's voice became even hoarse, "I'm sorry. I really didn't expect that Tian Tian would say so many things that confuse right and wrong. He also apologized to me, saying that he couldn't contact you now, and he was very scared. And his Weibo has been deleted."

An Mo took a deep breath.

When Yue Tian deleted Weibo, it was right after Tang Yang reposted his essay.

Perhaps because he realized that this storm of public opinion had affected his idol, and even affected the game three days later, Yue Tian deleted Weibo, but did not apologize.

In An Mo's view, this kind of behavior is simply superfluous, but it will make others feel that he is unreasonable.

"Tang Yang..." An Mo let out a long sigh, "You can play well and don't think about anything else."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

At this moment, I am exhausted.

The strength in his body was like a deflated ball. He leaned back on the chair and stared at the phone for a long time, when suddenly his eyes felt a little dry.

【Host……】

[If my mission fails...]

【All memories will be erased, and you will leave this world immediately. 】

An Mo slowly closed his eyes.

A bad premonition lingered in his heart, which made An Mo appear to be in a very poor state of mind. With a pale face and a thin body, it seemed that he would be blown down in a strong wind.

He found a set of diet therapy on the Internet to treat anorexia, and informed his parents in advance that he had to be self-disciplined for his figure. In fact, he was only regulating the body's rejection of food.

Keeping a good mood, coupled with diet therapy, An Mo persisted for two days.

On the first day of August, the Glory Finals.

Before the game, An Mo sent Ling Han a text message.

[An Mo]: Come on, wait for me to go back.

The game was broadcast live on the e-sports channel on the TV. An Mo turned it on to watch. An's father and An's mother were still surprised why they watched this kind of TV, until they saw Tang Yang when the host introduced the teams.

"Isn't this Yang Yang!"

"This is their game, right? Hurry up, tell you that Aunt Xu is also watching."

An Mo stared blankly at every team member on the TV until the camera fell on a man's face.

In the camera, he is extremely cold, his handsome face has no fluctuations, his pupils are shining faintly under the light, and when the camera moves over, he gives him a cold glance.

so unhappy...

Seeing his appearance in his eyes, An Mo's expression changed, revealing a shallow smile.

"Dad, Mom." An Mo pointed to Ling Han who was very handsome on TV, "I support him."

His son's support is definitely the best. The couple never watch the game, and they don't know what e-sports is all about, but they don't want to influence them to praise Ling Han.

"This guy looks like he can win, he must be very good at playing games!"

"Is he and Yang Yang on the same team? He looks very powerful, look at this little one, he looks really handsome."

Knowing nothing, the couple just opened their mouths to boast.

An Mo couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

In the finals, four entered two, and there was no suspense at all in the early stage. Xinglan and SL won the victory with an absolute advantage, and competed for the championship of the Glory National Finals.

During the intermission, Ling Han got his mobile phone in the lounge.Seeing the cheering message from An Mo, he couldn't help but smile.

It can make the unsmiling Hanshen smile calmly, and everyone's hearts are like a mirror, whispering behind their backs like teasing.

Zill stared blankly at them as if they knew something very well, and was at a loss.

"What are you talking about?"

"Brother Han." Chuhe pulled him to a corner and whispered, "Didn't you smell the sour smell of love?"

Zier was shocked: "Brother Han is in a relationship?!"

Seeing his reaction that didn't seem to be fake, Chuhe fell silent.

This kid is a bit out of his mind.

Thinking that An Mo is also Qier's admiration, Chuhe hesitated, and still didn't tell him the truth of the matter, otherwise Qier's mentality would be affected after the breakup, and it would be bad if he played abnormally in the game.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the lounge, and the team member closest to the door opened the door. When they saw the people standing outside, they almost jumped up.

"Fire, fire swallow?!"

A cry of surprise attracted everyone's attention.

Ling Han's expression froze, he turned off the phone, and looked up.

Huotun was also looking at him.

"Can I talk to you alone?" Huo Tun looked calm, although he put some powder on his face for a photogenic effect, but the bruises under his eyes couldn't be covered no matter what.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is not in good condition.In the first round of Xinglan's battle against the bandit e-sports team, Huotun made two mistakes in a row, and then gradually became familiar with the technique and harvested wildly.

Although he won, his state is really worrying.

Ling Han didn't speak, stood up, gave an order to the team members in the lounge that no one was allowed to go out, and closed the door.

At the end of the corridor on the second floor of the competition venue, Tang Yang lit a cigarette and handed the cigarette case to Ling Han.

Ling Han glanced at it and refused: "I quit."

"Oh... quite unexpected."

"He doesn't like the smell of smoke."

Tang Yang froze, and there was a sudden pause when he retracted the cigarette case.

The high-rise buildings outside the window tower into the sky, making everyone very small.

They are like ants overlooking from a high altitude, not worth mentioning.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Yang suddenly laughed.

"I always knew that that person was you." He smiled bitterly, his eyes flushed, "The first time I heard your voice, I asked him to stay away from you, but he refused and refuted me indifferently. After that, every time I double row, I can hear your voice..."

Ling Han listened to his complaint quietly.

Like a child who can't eat candy, Tang Yang asked unwillingly, "Are you two together?"

As soon as he turned his head, the man's eyes as deep as ink were fixed on him.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

"I will beat you." Tang Yang said in a very serious tone, almost gritting his teeth, "Ling Han, I have been waiting for this day for a long time. I will beat you, take the trophy of the finals, and hand it over To Xiaomo, let him know that you are no match for me—"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a chuckle.

There was a bit of sarcasm in that laughter, Tang Yang felt his soul was frozen when he met the man's eyes that looked like ice, it was bitingly cold.

"You lost a long time ago." Ling Han dropped the corner of his mouth, his face was still expressionless, as if from the beginning to the end, he was watching Tang Yang's one-man show from the perspective of a bystander.

"From the moment you knew Yue Tian, ​​you lost."

He paused every word, and his deep and hoarse voice seemed to come from the abyss, dragging Tang Yang's reason into hell bit by bit.

"From the first time Yue Tian bullied An Mo, your way of handling it was extremely stupid. So in the end, An Mo was disappointed in you, and you felt empty. You couldn't let go of the friendship you had since childhood. No more chance."

"It's not me you want to defeat, you just want to take away the championship trophy, and tell yourself that the victory belongs to you, and everything can go back to the past."

"Your heart has changed long ago."

Tang Yang felt like a clown.

Colorful hair, a big red nose, and a red lip that melted into the temples on a pale face.

But tears are flowing in my heart, like a knife cut, I can't see or hear, only when it hurts, can I feel suffocation.

"Have you read Anonymous's contribution?" Ling Han suddenly changed the subject, and said in a relaxed tone, "Do you think it's similar to your experience and completely appropriate?"

Tang Yang was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered that Yue Tian called him and cried, saying that the anonymous contribution was too real, maybe An Mo wore a vest or instructed others to contribute.

But now, I heard this from Ling Han's mouth...

An indescribable sense of panic came from my heart.

"It's you? No, you don't know anything..."

His consciousness has drifted far away, but his mouth is still retorting stubbornly like clockwork.

Ling Han withdrew his gaze, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, like a tolerant winner.

"See you on the field."

The author has something to say: Quick Transmigration: You two are really interesting, do you want to have a good time.

The playful An Mo;...

Before the competition, Ling Han stabbed fiercely: ...

As expected of a couple.

Oooh, it's too late, I'm crying!I was wrong, I watched the movie and in the blink of an eye, it was already this time!Leave a message in this chapter and send a small red envelope!