Caishen Live Room [E-sports]

Ke Zhou said, "I have something to ask you."

Seeing his solemn expression, Bo Mingye asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Ke Zhou opened his mouth, swallowed the words again, and didn't know where to start asking.He kicked the small stone at his feet irritably, seeing it rolling away, he turned and walked in the direction of the stone.

Bo Mingye paused, followed silently, two steps behind him.

He vaguely guessed what Ke Zhou was going to ask.

It was sooner than he expected, but it was about time.

A series of street lamps connect the dark space together, and the light yellow light is sprinkled from a high place, and the shadows are lengthened and shortened as the pace of getting farther and farther away.Xuyang Science and Technology Park occupies a large area, and the roads and paths are intricate. It can take a while to wander around aimlessly like this.

As if wanting to find something to do for himself, Ke Zhou kicked the poor pebble all the way, took out two walnuts from his pocket, and habitually rolled them in his hand.

It was Mingye Susukino who spoke first.

He looked at Ke Zhou's right wrist and asked, "Does it still hurt when you swing the mouse?"

click.

Two walnuts touched together, making a crisp sound.

Ke Zhou suddenly stopped.

The small stone was kicked into the grass on the side of the road, ending this short journey.

Bo Mingye stepped on his shadow and stopped.

Ke Zhou turned around and finally organized his words: "If I formally invite you to come to Jizhou...not to be a sparring consultant, but to invite you to come back as an official team member, will you come?"

He asked very directly, with an aggressive posture.

Bo Mingye looked up, didn't avoid his gaze, and didn't give him any roundabout answer: "Sorry, I won't come."

In an instant, all Kezhou's illusions were shattered.

He imagined that they lived in adjacent dormitories, that they trained together, ate together, played together, in their favorite teams, played their favorite games, there were so many happy things to do.

But these pictures were broken into tens of thousands of pieces in Bo Mingye's words.

He suddenly found himself so ridiculous.

Sister Xia is right, he is always very impulsive, self-righteously planning his own imagination, thinking that what he can give is what the other party needs most, but he doesn't know that everything is just his wishful thinking.

Others don't appreciate it at all, or even care.

He asked disappointedly, "Why?"

Bo Mingye said: "My situation... is more complicated. I thought it would be difficult for me to return to the game, so I could only take one step at a time. I didn't expect to see clearly as I walked. According to Mr. Xue's plan , we should form our own team before next season."

Ke Zhou was still immersed in grief and indignation, and said with a sneer, "I know, you don't need me when you recover from your illness."

"No, I..."

"That's how you are!" Ke Zhou was furious, and he was a little out of choice, "When you were sick and couldn't play the game well, you used me to take you to win the game, tricked me into being soft-hearted to you, tricked me into thinking about you all the time, Then I foolishly recruited you into Ji Zhou as a training partner, and rushed to your training class as a coach, and was played around by you, you must think I am funny!

"I understand now. You always thought I was naive and didn't want to be with me at all. You want to form a team by yourself. Sister Xia knows about it. Coach Jiang knows about it. I guess that brat Roswell knows it too. So I came to Yinfan to train with all my heart! Everyone knows, only I don’t! You don’t tell me anything!”

"..." Bo Mingye looked at him apologetically.

He wanted to apologize to him, explain his difficulties to him, and explain his plan to him, but those were just excuses to cover up the gap.The problem between them is that he can't control his own destiny, and he can't give Ke Zhou the promise he wants.

Not being a teammate just makes Ke Zhou feel sorry.

This is not an insoluble contradiction.

What really bothered Ke Zhou was his perfunctory and concealed attitude.

At this moment, Bo Mingye suddenly realized how wrong he was.

Relying on his own speciality, he always wanted to stay by Kezhou's side as a protector.In his heart, he was planning to let him avoid risks, planning to let him get a better future, but he never treated him as an equal.

He thinks that Ke Zhou doesn't need to care about these things, he just needs to move forward under his escort.

But the really naive person is himself.

This is the person he should treat with sincerity, but he perfuses it with contempt and conceit.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ke Zhou felt more and more that he was being deceived: "If this is the case, why do you still care about whether my wrist hurts? Who wants to listen to what you say? Who wants to stick the ice stickers you gave me! I don't care! Go give it to your students! Give it to Roswell!"

"What's the deal with Roswell..."

"Don't you like him a lot!"

"what?"

"I think you just like this kind of obedient and obedient!" Ke Zhou raised his wrist, tore off the ice sticker with "CS" written on it, and threw it far away. In front of him, he smashed two walnuts angrily.

"Hey don't!"

Bo Mingye didn't have time to stop it, and saw two smooth Wenwan walnuts separated immediately, one hit the curb, and the other hit the trunk of a willow tree in the green belt.

This is the flat walnut that Jiang Daling gave to Ke Zhou, it is not cheap according to its appearance.

The key point is that this thing can help Kezhou relieve the pain in his wrist, so it is a pity to lose it like this.

Counting the time when Kezhou's injury occurred in the last round, it seemed to be around the All-Star Game. Bo Mingye secretly worried: "It doesn't matter if you are angry with me or quarrel with me. Don't be angry with your health and future. You don't want it anymore." ?”

He hurriedly went to the green belt to search for the grass, trying to find the two walnuts.

Ke Zhou went to pull him: "Don't look for it! I don't want it anymore!"

With the dim light on the edge of the street lamp, Bo Mingye picked up two walnut wrecks——

It was hopeless, the walnuts were so broken that they were exposed.

Bo Mingye sighed, picked out the walnut kernel from the shell, blew it, and handed it to Kezhou's mouth: "Don't waste it, try it?"

Ke Zhou subconsciously ate it, and remembering that he was still angry, he yelled again: "It's unpalatable!"

Bo Mingye ate some by himself, with a bitter taste on the tip of his tongue: "Well, it's really not very tasty." He looked up at Kezhou and explained to him, "There is no shortage of people in Jizhou, and at my age, it is impossible to be a their investment goals."

Ke Zhou pursed his lips, approached suddenly, stretched out his hand to push Bo Mingye, and pressed him against the willow tree trunk.

He asked sadly, "Are you willing to bear me?"

This was the most powerless question he asked when he was young and energetic.

He has nothing to do with this person.

A warm atmosphere enveloped them, and Bo Mingye saw willow branches fluttering gently beside them.

This is a very romantic scene, but he has to say the most realistic words.

He said seriously: "I know you want to fight with me, and I really want to. I'm not afraid of making fun of you if you say it. I stood on the podium with you in my dream.

"But some things don't go as planned.

"The current polar day is the most suitable for you, but it is not suitable for me.

"Kuzhou, we can only meet each other on the field in another way first.

"Can you...wait for me at the peak."

Ke Zhou was stunned for a long time.

He still couldn't accept the fact that the two couldn't be teammates, but he was also moved by Bo Mingye's words.

Although it is different from what I expected...

At least, this person also thought about giving them a future.

He moved his hand from the tree trunk.

Because this posture is very awkward, the weight of the whole body is pressed on the wrist. The moment he moved, Kezhou felt a sharp pain again: "Hiss..."

Bo Mingye worriedly kneaded his wrist: "It hurts again? Cramp?"

Ke Zhou blushed and withdrew his hand: "Don't worry about it!"

He was still angry, and then he ignored Bo Mingye and went back to Jizhou.

Bo Mingye leaned against this tree and never left.

After an unknown amount of time, he turned on his phone, performed his duties as a sparring consultant, and looked through today's training log.

It seemed that Xia Shuang would not allow him to stay in the polar day for too long.

Otherwise, I will really become a ghost.

Looking fixed, he saw that Ke Zhou had just sent a training log:

Is this falling in love and killing each other?

Xia Shuang gave him a "step on".

Jiang Daling replied: ...

Fang Lele commented: Did you get Stockholm Syndrome by the Mockingbirds?

Bo Mingye smiled helplessly.

He was blowing the wind, peeling the cracked walnut shells little by little, thinking about many things.

It is sweet and bitter.

New week begins.

After the battle with the temperate patient, Yue Yan strengthened his confidence to stay.

He felt hopeful.

As long as he works harder and more diligently, he can give full play to his advantages in the game.

So he became more motivated to work, and spent almost every day in Yinfan.In addition to working part-time and looting classes, he also brought homework from school.

After class, Yu She saw him lying in the reception room doing his homework, and asked curiously, "Do you still do your homework?"

Yue Yan instinctively covered his homework, and said in a choked voice, "What! Is it illegal to do homework?"

Yu She frowned on the lollipop: "Don't you want to be a bad boy?"

"You want to be a bad boy!"

"I think, I heard them say that bad boys don't need to do their homework, I'm so envious."

"..." Yue Yan didn't know what the child's brain circuit was like, and said mockingly, "Why, aren't you known as a child prodigy in school? You also have homework that you can't write?"

"Fortunately, I just feel that the homework assigned by the school is too simple and boring."

"..."

"And I'm a little biased, and my grades in history are not very good."

"Oh, my junior high school history is not bad, do you want me to help you with tutoring? I can help you mark the key points, and I will give you a friendly price. One key point will charge you ten yuan, how about it?"

Bo Mingye heard this, in case they made unreasonable transactions in private, he was going to step forward to stop them.

Fortunately, Yu She rejected Yue Yan: "No need, Dad and Uncle Yang said that it's okay to be partial, so you don't need to make up for it." He thought for a while and said, "But thank you, if I have any questions that I don't know, come and ask How are you? But I don’t have much pocket money recently, can you help me take e-sports lessons to deduct?”

Yue Yan became angry from embarrassment: "Who wants you to help with tutoring!"

Bo Mingye knocked a few melon seeds, and smiled at the young lady at the front desk.

Young people are so cute.

I just don't know, is that lovely young man still angry?

However, before waiting for the signal to calm down, Bo Mingye first waited for an unexpected notice.

His live broadcast room was selected by Qin Meng.

Qin Meng extended a warm invitation to him, inviting [God of Cooking] to participate in the new version of "Soul Cleansing" Water Friends Competition, and his fans can also sign up to participate.This competition will be arranged after the release of V11.0, and rewards will be jointly provided by the official and Qinmeng.

Xue Xiaoying was the happiest when he heard the news, she thought it was a good publicity opportunity; Yu She and Yue Yan were the most excited, they couldn't wait to sign up; Bo Mingye was the calmest, he just thought this It is a good opportunity to complete the task.

The most anxious one was the coach Ke who was still angry.

He was worried that Bo Mingye would not adapt to the new version of heroes and maps, and would be bullied.

But asking him to provide assistance, he couldn't hold back his face.