The counterattack of the mid laner [E-sports]

This time in Shanghai is colder than Shenzhen.

Yicheng was eroded by the cold as soon as he got off the plane, even though he was wearing the down jacket prepared by the team manager in advance, he was still shivering from the cold.

When everyone was shrinking their necks from the cold, Fu Mixiao stood tall and straight. They were all wearing the same long black down jacket, but Fu Mixiao didn't look bloated at all when he wore it. On the contrary, he was extraordinarily graceful with his arms open.This made Yi Cheng suspect that this person was a proud pine tree in his previous life, and he was not afraid of the cold at all.

Fu Mixiao sat on the side of the aisle, got off the plane first, and then waited outside for the car to pick him up.

Yicheng staggered away from him on purpose, pretending to pass by him as if nothing had happened, but before he could walk past, he gently grabbed his arm.

"what?"

Yi Cheng looked up at him, but it was a pity that the expression on Fu Mixiao's face was covered by the mask and hat, only revealing his bright eyes.

The other party didn't answer, but just took off the woolen scarf that had been hanging around his neck just now, covered his head, patted his head through the scarf, and walked away without saying a word.

The clear breath from his body came to his nostrils, and the scarf carried Fu Mixiao's faint body temperature, falling down like a big net, leaving Yi Cheng with nowhere to escape.

"Give me a scarf if you give it a scarf, why are you being handsome?"

While murmuring in a low voice, Yi Cheng pulled the scarf off his head. Fu Mixiao's body temperature on the scarf had dissipated with the cold wind. He casually wrapped the scarf around his neck and tied a simple knot, trying to wrap it That person's temperature stays.

He has always been clueless about such trivial matters, and the ends of the scarf are crossed, perfunctory, like tying garbage bags casually.The scarf made him tie is more than practical, but not aesthetically pleasing, with one end raised high like a braid, which is really not very attractive.

"Ugly to death."

Fu Mixiao shook his head, grabbed one end of Yi Cheng's scarf with his left and right hands, and dragged him to his side with his eyes bent.

"Clumsy."

His slender fingers were red from the cold, he untied the scarf that Yi Cheng had just tied indiscriminately, adjusted it slightly so that the lengths reserved at both ends of the scarf were the same, and then gently and carefully tied a beautiful knot for Yi Cheng.

Even though it was flushed red from the cold, Fu Mixiao's hands were still dexterous. The hands that had done countless wonderful operations in the past were now helping him tie the scarf. After several twists and turns, they made a neat and beautiful button.

"That's much better."

Fu Mixiao raised his hand to help him straighten his hair which was messed up by the scarf just now, the joy in his voice couldn't be hidden at all.

"I can also use your method! It's just that I didn't think of it just now!"

Yi Cheng was still obsessed with his "clumsy" sentence just now, and arrogantly slapped his hand away, puffing his cheeks to force his respect.

"It turns out that the memory has deteriorated."

Fu Mixiao was not annoyed, she poked his swollen face, helping him to poke his discouraged face on one side, and when he was about to poke on the other side, the car that picked them up arrived.

"Xiao, you and Cheng'er come here quickly, what are you doing standing there in the cold!"

Liu Ziye yelled at them with a loud voice, a thick white mist filled his mouth, and his voice seemed to be frozen, making people's reactions a little slower.

"Get in the car."

Fu Mixiao came to his senses first, rubbed Yi Cheng's head, turned around and walked towards the direction where the car was parked, Yi Cheng looked at his straight back, with a red face buried in the tie that had just been tied. in the scarf.

He muttered "hate", but before the two words reached the man's ears, they dissipated the moment he touched the scarf.

Seeing that the distance between Fu Mixiao and himself was getting farther and farther, Yi Cheng retracted his hands into the sleeves of his down jacket, and trotted in the same direction.

After running for a few steps, Fu Mixiao suddenly stopped, turned around and stood on the spot, took out his right hand from his coat pocket, and waved slightly at him.

"Come on."

On the trail at the back gate of the airport, cars come and go, and the trees on both sides of the street sway their dry branches with the cold wind. Fu Mixiao is the only one who stops, relatively still.

He'll wait for him, always.

……

In the middle of the night, Yi Cheng couldn't sleep well, tossing and turning on the bed, as if treating himself like a fried egg.

Since coming to Shanghai, he hasn't had a good night's sleep, and he doesn't know whether it's because he's sleepy or nervous, or both.Speaking of it, I would probably be laughed at by others. A veteran player with five years of competition experience was so nervous the night before the competition that he lost sleep.

In sleepless nights, it is always easy to get hungry. Yi Cheng hesitated between eating and not eating, and finally ordered a fried pan, plus a bowl of hot and sour soup.

This hotel doesn't let the outsiders go upstairs, so Yi Cheng had to put on a down jacket over his pajamas, and dragged his slippers to the lobby to get takeaway.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he felt the cold. Yicheng hurried to the food pick-up area at the entrance of the lobby with small steps. Not to mention, there were quite a lot of people who couldn't sleep and felt hungry on this big night, and there were more than one takeaways on the table. he one.

The food pick-up place is placed at the door, the door is made of glass, while Yi Cheng was standing by the table looking for takeaway, the outside flickered for no reason, and when Yi Cheng looked over, there was no movement at all, as if what just happened was just an illusion .He didn't think much about it, and happily took his takeaway to the elevator.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, someone pinned their feet to the elevator doors. Yi Cheng quickly pressed the door-opening button and looked at the door. Fu Mixiao was carrying a supermarket convenience bag and walked into the elevator calmly, as if the person who stopped the elevator in a hurry just now was not he.

"Are you rushing to reincarnate? Can't you wait for the next one?"

The situation was so critical just now, Yi Cheng almost thought that this man was going to have his leg broken by the elevator in front of him.A bloody accident the night before the game was really a "good sign".When I came back to my senses, I remembered that the elevator doors are very user-friendly now, and they will automatically open the doors when they sense people. It seems that the chance of being caught is not high.

After seeing that this person was Fu Mixiao, Yi Cheng became even angrier. Tomorrow there will be a competition. Why is this NPC going out to wander around without sleeping at night!

Fu Mixiao didn't answer, he was always calm, he ran over in a panic just now for no other reason than to take the same elevator with Yi Cheng.He couldn't say such words, so he smiled, and turned the topic to the takeaway in Yi Cheng's hand, "Are you hungry?"

"Ah."

Young Master Yi's temper came and went quickly, and he nodded while looking at the takeaway in his hand, thinking that it would be a waste if he couldn't finish it, so he asked, "Do you want to eat together?"

Fu Mixiao was naturally willing, and even if Yi Cheng didn't take the initiative to mention it, he would ask more to see if the fried rice was for someone to see.

Afterwards, things came naturally, Fu Mixiao entered Yi Cheng's room logically under the pretext of eating fried rice, even though his room happened to be next door, and he went out to buy things in order to have a high-sounding excuse to enter the room.

"Let me see what you bought?"

The time spent waiting for the takeaway had completely dissipated his hunger, and compared to his few fried rice, Yi Cheng was more interested in the big bag of things in Fu Mixiao's shopping bag, and turned around with great interest.

"Come here and eat, it will be cold in a while."

Fu Mixiao bought a lot this trip, besides some snacks, there are also eye masks and melatonin.

Yi Cheng took out the melatonin and shook it, "You can't sleep either?"

For some reason, his eyes were full of longing, as if he was looking for a companion for insomnia.

"I'm fine." Unfortunately, Fu Mixiao's answer was about to disappoint him, "I bought it for you."

Only then did Yi Cheng set his eyes on Fu Mixiao, his eyes were full of inquiries, he was afraid that his teammates would be worried, he never told anyone that he didn't sleep well these two days, and he didn't know why Fu Mixiao knew.

"Your dark circles are as heavy as a panda, how could I not know."

In that case, he would definitely blow up again, Fu Mixiao hurriedly added, and changed the subject, "Come and eat quickly, or I'll eat it all."

"Is it really obvious?"

Yi Cheng ignored him, and went to the toilet with his slippers on to look in the mirror. As Fu Mixiao said, his dark circles were thick and he looked listless. He had to bring them back quickly, or ask the makeup artist to cover them up tomorrow. Otherwise, if someone sees it, they will say that he is not in good condition on the Internet.

When he came out of the toilet, the whole room smelled of fried rice. He thought that Fu Mixiao would wait for him if he didn't go there, but when he saw the fried rice in the box, there was only one left alone.

"Are you really finished eating? Won't you keep it for me?"

Fu Mixiao shrugged, with no expression of guilt on his face, "It's not that I left one for you."

After saying that, he picked up the raw pan fried and brought it to Yi Cheng to feed him.

Although Yi Cheng was very angry, he was afraid that the only remaining pan fried would fall into Fu Mixiao's mouth, so he hurried over and took a bite of the pan fried.

The fried soup popped out, full of stamina, and hit Fu Mixiao's face.

"Isn't that right..." Yi Cheng reacted very quickly, quickly took out two tissues to help Fu Mixiao wipe his face, apologized halfway, then remembered that this person ate all his fried rice, immediately stopped and snorted , "It deserves it!"

That being said, the movements of his hands did not stop, but his expression was reluctant and displeased.

Fu Mixiao put down the chopsticks, let him wipe his face, and took out an instant food box from the shadow of the lamp at the corner of the table as if by magic.

"They are all here, I only ate one."

"childish!"

The fried rice was lost and found again, the joy in Yi Cheng's eyes couldn't be hidden at all, Fu Mixiao pinched his cheek, and teased with a smile, "Seeing that you are happy, why are you still protecting food?"

……

Compared with the stuffing inside, Yi Cheng prefers to eat the crispy fried skin on the outside.So much so that later, he picked the skin to eat and left all the minced meat to Fu Mixiao.

"Eat some stuffing, it's not nutritious to just eat the skin."

"What kind of nutrition do you want? Just eat it!"

Fu Mixiao picked up a small ball of stuffing with chopsticks and passed it to his mouth, which was scorned by Yi Cheng, but seeing that this man was so persistent, he held it for a long time, and then compromised.

"Forget it, for the sake of your piousness, I will force myself to eat a little."

As he said that, he ate the food Fu Mixiao handed over, with a look of reluctance on his face, but a happy heart.

Fu Mixiao is quite amazing, he can always forget those troubles by his side.

The two of them were eating happily when Yi Cheng's WeChat reminder rang.

In the middle of the night, if there was only one sound, there was a 90.00% probability that Yicheng would ignore it, and he wouldn't even take a look at it, but the message played nearly ten times, as if it was something important.

The message was not sent by someone else, it was Wu Yiwei who met at the hot pot restaurant when Fu Mixiao took him to Beijing to watch the snow last time.

From that day on, this person came to chat with Yi Cheng every three days, and the chats were all about... topics that Yi Cheng was not very interested in.Yi Cheng felt that he was a bit strange, but the two of them were old classmates after all, and the other party didn't do anything excessive, just chatting with him, so it was hard to say anything, and he could only reply occasionally to maintain this shallow classmate relationship.

51wei: Chenger, you have a competition tomorrow, right?

51wei: You will compete tomorrow, I am so excited that I cannot sleep.

51wei: I booked an entire Internet cafe to cheer you on, you have to work hard, don't embarrass me!

51wei: Our dormitory is now your fan. We plan to order fried rice for NHD before the game. You know the power of "Huguo Shengjian"!Make sure they get sleepy and have diarrhea after eating tomorrow, and then you will win!You must win for me!

There was an S game before, a team in the European Division played against LPL. Before the fifth game, the team ordered a fried pancake. In the fifth game, they frequently fell asleep and made many mistakes. The LPL team won and completed the S game. For the first time in the movie, the second chases the third.Since then, the meme of "Huguo Shengjian" has spread among netizens, and it is rumored that its power is no less than that of "E-sports Beef Noodles".

After reading his message, Yi Cheng looked at the fried bun in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

It shouldn't be a big problem, right?

"It's so late, who will send you a message?"

"Wu Yiwei." Yi Cheng looked up, and suddenly met Fu Mixiao's probing gaze, which made him feel a little guilty for no reason, "What are you doing? It's just my high school classmate, you met last time in Beijing."

"Yeah, I remember him." Fu Mixiao nodded, then picked up the fried stuffing and fed it to Yi Cheng, "Eat more."

Yi Cheng shook his head and refused, and told Fu Mixiao about the "Guoguo Shengjian", but the other party laughed and poked his brains out.

"I don't know if eating raw fried food will make you sleepy tomorrow, but if you don't sleep, you may really be sleepy tomorrow."

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[Note] "Guoguoshengjian" stalk: refers to S10TES vs. FNC. FNC players ate Xiaoyangshengjian in the waiting room before the start of the fifth game. In the end, TES let the second chasing and three defeating FNC. Netizens ridiculed because the FNC players ate Xiaoyang Shengjian was made, so it was named "Guoguo Shengjian".

I don't know whether to let me play memes, if you can't play, please let me know, I will change the text.