can't you afford to lose

The barrage in the live broadcast room was swiped——

[Congratulations to FWG. 】

[Congratulations to April for continuing the LPL 100% win rate record]

[The misunderstanding is resolved, and everyone kowtows to the waste team Nakano to apologize. 】

[The last two really showed me, this April has the flavor of Aze. 】

[Congratulations in advance to the LPL's four-year and three-time championship. What skin will you choose for this year's champion? 】

[Holy shit, TEE fans are in love, as long as my family can have such a Nakano...]

[Help, why is there such a handsome guy who fights so madly, I'm going to fan the waste team. 】

Fans of FWG have no intention of posting barrage, and rushed to Chaohua to celebrate.

From last summer's playoffs to the present, after nearly half a year, FWG's Chaochao finally celebrated the Chinese New Year, directly pushing FWG Chaohua to the top of the hot list of e-sports clubs.

And all the members of FWG are also having dinner at the moment. In order to cheat Yang Lei well, they specially booked in the most upscale restaurant next to the hotel.

——A world where only Yang Lei was injured has been achieved.

"point!"

Polaris pointed at the menu with a passionate tone: "I've been in FWG for three years, and it's the first fucking time I've had Brother Yang's treat. Before, no matter how expensive it was, it was reimbursed by Boss Wen. Today! Give me a hard time! "

Yue Qi responded, "Where's the waiter? What are the cheapest dishes in your house?"

"!"

Yang Lei was startled, and then burst into tears: "Sure enough... Yue Qi was selected by me to join FWG, I really didn't see the wrong person..."

Yue Qi showed her dimples: "Except for these few, get a portion of everything else."

"?"

Yang Lei: "...My day. Your mother."

Polaris: "Hurry up."

Yue Qi: "He's in a hurry."

Wen Si also laughed: "Don't tease Manager Yang, if he quits one day, I really can't find someone who is as dedicated as him..."

Yang Lei: "Exactly!"

Wen seemed to complete the second half of the sentence: "The manager who wants us to lose."

Yang Lei almost fell off the chair.

Polaris: "Hahahahahahahaha!"

Yue Qi: "Hahahahahahahaha!"

"OK OK."

Wen Si also frowned: "I'll treat you to this meal, you can order as you like."

Yang Lei came back from the dead: "Boss Wen is awesome!!"

"Ugh……"

Polaris sighed: "When will I wait until Brother Yang really treats guests to dinner?"

Yue Qi: "In the next life."

"who said it."

Yang Lei said: "If you can win the world championship this year, I will invite you, and I will invite you to eat for a month!"

Polaris' eyes widened: "Okay! With your words, I will definitely win the third world championship this year."

He turned to call Wen Siyi: "Boss Wen, Boss Wen, did you hear that! It's up to you to win the world championship!"

Wen Siyi smiled: "I've only played two LPL games, and the three of you are world champions."

"That's different."

Polaris shook his head: "I won by lying down at that time. At that time, there were Ye Daddy and M Daddy."

He turned his head to look at An Yixin: "Father! From now on, Ambush, you will be my father too!! This year's World Championship depends on you!!"

An Yixin almost spewed water out with a "poof".

He thought that when Yue Qi told him that Polaris liked to call him father when he first came to the trial training, maybe he would call him that in the future.

--A prophecy.

An Yixin resisted very much and didn't really want to talk to Polaris.

The next match is next Wednesday, and there is still nearly a week to go. Yang Lei is also happy today, so he made an exception and let them drink during the schedule.

But he still didn't dare to drink it himself, neither did Wen Siyi, after all, the away city was not a place he was familiar with, so it would be difficult to deal with it if something happened.

Seeing them all drunk, Yang Lei sighed, took out his mobile phone and silently changed the high-speed train ticket back to Shanghai at noon tomorrow to night.

It was past twelve o'clock, and the FWG members had already turned around for more than half of the time. Wen Xi also looked at the time and said to Yang Lei: "Look at them, I'll pay the bill first."

Yang Lei nodded.

Just as Wen Siyi stood up, the hem of his clothes was suddenly grabbed by a hand.

He paused and turned around.

——An Yixin's wine is very good, if he drinks too much, he just sits there quietly, very quiet, without saying a word or showing his face.

If it wasn't for his dazed gaze, his reaction would be slower than usual, and he wouldn't be able to tell he was drunk at all.

But now, he just raised his face and looked at Wen Siyi seriously, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly, never letting go.

"?"

Yang Lei asked: "What's wrong with Ambush?"

He wondered if An Yixin didn't want Wen Siyi to treat him, and with Wen Siyi's character, he would definitely spoil An Yixin.

Oh no, that's very inappropriate.

Yang Lei instantly became vigilant.

Wen Si also felt that An Yixin seemed to want to say something to him, he bent down and said softly: "What's wrong?"

I heard the boy say: "Don't go, ninth."

Wen seemed also taken aback.

He turned his face sideways, and at this moment the distance between An Yixin and An Yixin became extremely close, so close that he could clearly see his own reflection in the other's dark eyes.

An Yixin's eyes were very focused, but also somewhat stubborn. Although he said that you should not leave, his actual actions showed that you were not allowed to leave.

Wen Siyi seems to have discovered this pattern - every time An Yixin gets drunk, she will recognize herself as a ninth.

He smiled and said softly: "I won't go, I'll pay the bill, do you want to come with me?"

An Yixin nodded.

He stood up, still holding onto Wen Siyi's clothes with his left hand, and walked out behind him.

Seeing that Wen Siyi went out to pay the bill, Yang Lei finally breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

——Why do these two people have to go together to settle the bill? ?Where is An Yixin's hand? ?What were they whispering when they were so close to each other just now? ?

Wen seemed to have an extra little follower, An Yixin still didn't say a word, but grabbed his clothes all the way, as if afraid that he would run away.

The waiter at the checkout counter looked at him a couple of times, probably having figured out some erotic drama in his head, and smiled like an aunt after the two left.

Wen Siyi returned to the private room and greeted everyone to get on the car with coach Yang Leiyu. An Yixin followed Wen Siyi silently throughout the whole process, with a very sense of non-existence and presence, because Yang Lei's suspicious gaze was always on him. And Wen seems to be wandering between.

Sending the drunken people back to the private room, after Yang Lei and Wen Siyi told the departure time tomorrow, only Wen Siyi and his little follower were left in the corridor.

Wen Si also turned his face sideways: "An Yixin?"

An Yixin looked up at him, her eyelashes fluttering.

Wen Siyi couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, and asked, "Why do you think I'm a ninth?"

An Yixin looked serious: "Ninth beat Qiyana in the same way."

Wen seemed to understand the problem.

In the past two years, his style of play has changed a lot, more team-oriented and more functional, so the more times he played in qualifying games with An Yixin, the more An Yixin felt that he was not a ninth.

But today, in order to resist Water's terrifying jungle suppression, he continued to use some of the previous style and rhythm, plus An Yixin was drunk and not sober, so he recognized him as Ninth again.

"Ok."

Wen Xiyi smiled: "Whatever you say is what you say."

An Yixin was not very happy, she lowered her eyes and stopped talking.

He wanted to hear Wen Siyi admit that he was ninth, instead of being so ambiguous, which was tantamount to vetoing.

Wen Siyi clearly felt that his little follower was unhappy, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed the little follower's left hand.

An Yixin was taken aback.

His eyes fell on the hand that Wen Siyi was holding on to him, and he paused for a few seconds, as if he was thinking about something.

Wen didn't seem to move, waiting for him to think about the result.

... As a result, An Yixin also held his hand tightly.

Wen Siyi smiled, and led his little follower, walking steadily and slowly towards their room.

An Yixin seemed to be addicted to the leash, and he still didn't let go after returning to the room, and he didn't know what he was going to do next, so he stood there and looked at Wen Siyi quietly.

20 years old, should be the age of youth, full of infinite longing for the future and life, with clear and pure eyes.

But it seems that Wen has not seen the light of his age in An Yixin's eyes for a long time.

Calm, indifferent, as if nothing happened could arouse his mood swings at all, and his mood was a pool of stagnant water.

However, at this moment, without the aggression and arrogance on the field, without the indifference and guard against outsiders, it seemed that he had returned to five years ago, and An Yixin was still the same as he first met.

Wen Siyi's heart suddenly ached, and he raised his other hand to caress Fu'an Yixin's side face.

"?"

An Yixin's expression was still a little dazed, and her voice was nasal: "What's wrong?"

"fine."

Wen Siyao said: "Let's go, let's wash up."

An Yixin nodded.

Because he wanted to squeeze the toothpaste, he finally let go of Wen Siyi's hand, then faced the mirror and brushed his teeth seriously.

The smell of cigarettes on his body was a bit heavy, Wen seemed to want to go out and change into pajamas, but An Yixin grabbed the corner of the clothes before he could go out.

Wen seemed helpless: "I'll change clothes and come back."

An Yixin looked at him for a while, and finally let go.

Wen Siyi had just returned to the bedroom, had just taken off his shirt, when he turned his head, he saw An Yixin standing there holding a toothbrush with a puffy left cheek, staring at him.

It was so silent that Wen Siyi was taken aback.

"..."

Wen Shiyi suddenly had the illusion of keeping a cat, or the kind of clingy cat who always wants to ensure that the owner is in his sight.

Wen Siyi and An Yixin looked at each other for a moment, seeing that the latter had no intention of leaving, he had no choice but to take off his pants under his gaze, and then put on his pajamas.

"Not going."

Wen Siyi walked to his side and rubbed his head; "Let's go wash our face."

In the end, An Yixin was standing next to Wen Siyi when he was washing up. Even in the toilet, An Maomao was secretly watching from the crack of the door. Wen Siyi was helpless and also kind of funny, looking forward to An Yixin waking up tomorrow Reaction.

He set the alarm clock for noon tomorrow, and also ordered the porridge and breakfast from the hotel to be delivered at that time, then turned off the lights and entered the bed.

The faint moonlight came in through the curtains, and Wen seemed to notice that An Yixin was still staring at him, and he hesitated to speak.

He asked the exit: "What's wrong?"

An Yixin was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "ninth."

Wen Siyi: "Huh?"

An Yixin said: "I want to sleep with you."

The author has something to say:

sleep!That must sleep!

I queued up for registration at the hospital yesterday. I came back late and didn’t write the second update. There will be a second update this afternoon~

When I wrote this e-sports article, I got tinnitus, and it’s fine if I don’t write it. After two years of reading this book, my tinnitus started again. It’s amazing 0.0