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Although Zuo Zhengyi said that he would not add friends, if Ji Jue sent a friend request, he would not really refuse.

It's just that I didn't expect that until after three games and the end of the friendly match, the final decision was not issued.

Zuo Zhengyi was a little surprised. He thought to himself, Ji Jue has a lot of backbone. Could it be that he will come back when he is really ready to win?

It's a pity, then we can only wait for the next life.

Zuo Zhengyi stretched and stood up from the gaming chair.

Today is a BO3 (two wins in three games) format, and the last two games were played without incident. WSND defeated Scorpion [-]-[-]. After the game, the two teams chatted in the room for a few minutes, boasting about each other's business, barely counted The atmosphere is harmonious.

The dispute between fans of the two teams on the Internet is ignored by everyone, because they are used to it.

When it was all over, it was not time for dinner.

Zuo Zhengyi circled around the two rows of computer desks in the training room, stretched his arms, and twisted his neck to exercise his muscles and bones.

He loves his body very much.

E-sports players suffer from too many occupational diseases, such as back injuries, hand injuries, cervical spondylosis... each of them is terrible, the mild ones will affect the state of the game, and the serious ones can ruin their careers.

The club attaches great importance to this, and arranges a fixed weekly exercise and massage time for Zuo Zhengyi and the others. The diet during the season is also very strict, trying to minimize all off-court influences and create a game environment that allows players to feel at ease.

Zuo Zhengyi circled once, and then circled again.

Fu Yong posed on the chair in a posture of lying on his back, and said lazily, "Who are you, Righting?"

"None of your business." Zuo Zhengyi said, "Take care of yourself."

Fu Yong rolled his eyes and accused: "You are so fierce, a man like you can't find a girlfriend, it's annoying."

Zuo Zhengyi smiled: "How can you be awesome, you were dumped by your girlfriend. I heard that WeChat has been deleted, how pitiful."

Fu Yong: "..."

"I dumped her first!" Fu Yong stood up awkwardly, "She was talking nonsense on the Internet, and I took the initiative to break up!"

Zuo Zhengyi nodded while circling: "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

Fu Yong was so desperate that he wanted to argue again, Zheng Mao suddenly held him down and said, "Don't make trouble." Then he called the other four people, "Come on, let's have a small meeting and review it."

"..."

Zuo Zhengyi turned his head and saw that Zheng Mao was holding a notebook and a pen in his hand, writing and drawing, which seemed to record their performance in the competition just now.

It's a bit reluctant, but it's better to be serious than not serious.

Zuo Zhengyi returned to his seat and sat down, listening attentively to what Coach Zheng was about to pick on him.

However, Zuo Zhengyi didn't expect that Zheng Mao would start speaking human words.

He only talked about the minor problems of his four teammates. When it was his turn, Zheng Mao said: "Although End has never practiced Laura, he performed very well, which exceeded my expectations."

Then he smiled at him and gave a thumbs up: "You are stronger than before."

Zuo Zhengyi: "..."

What a surprise.

But Zuo Zhengyi has a bit of a problem with being soft and not hard. He will be happy when others coax him, even if it's just flattery.

He is like a cat that must be stroked, he can't hear bad things, and he can never have enough good things.

Zheng Mao's few words of flattery coaxed the princess' sick Shan Long to be happy. When he was having dinner at night, he sat with Zuo Zhengyi. Zuo Zhengyi didn't give him a cold face, and even replied when he said hello. "Coach Zheng", the tone is much calmer than before.

Zheng Mao tentatively asked, "Can I talk to you?"

Zuo Zhengyi raised his head from the dinner plate: "What are you talking about?"

"Before... I sincerely apologize to you." Zheng Mao said, "To tell you the truth, the opportunity to coach at WSND is very rare. It took a lot of effort for me to come back."

The dining table is a long table, and there are more than two of them eating at the same time.

But Zuo Zhengyi was sitting on the edge, Zheng Mao was very close to him, and there was a distance from the others. His deliberately low voice was covered by the music in the restaurant, and only Zuo Zhengyi could hear it.

Zheng Mao said: "Mr. Xu's request is that this year's grades must be better than last year, otherwise I will have to quit get out of class."

"..."

"Mr. Xu" refers to Xu Zongping, the boss of the WSND club. He is in his 40s this year, but his enthusiasm for e-sports has not diminished.

Zuo Zhengyi glanced at Zheng Mao, clearly seeing the tension in the latter's eyes.

The results of WSND last season were Shenyue Champions Cup champion, world runner-up, and EPL league second.

Even better results than this, at least start with the double crown.

How dare Zheng Mao agree to such a high request?No wonder he came to apologize to Zuo Zhengyi as soon as he took office, he came to hug his thigh.

Zuo Zhengyi felt it was funny, and asked unabashedly, "How much annual salary will Mr. Xu give you?"

"..."

Zheng Mao choked for a moment, noticed the sarcasm in his eyes, his face remained unchanged, and said lightly: "I used to be young and ignorant, your talent is too... too outrageous, who wouldn't be jealous? But people will It's changed, Zhengyi, now I'm not jealous, my jealousy of you has turned into... admiration."

Zuo Zhengyi choked on a mouthful of food and coughed a few times.

Zheng Mao took out a tissue from the table and handed it over graciously: "You have grown up and become more dazzling. I have grown up too, let the past go, let's shake hands and make peace, okay?"

"..."

After Zuo Zhengyi let out his breath, he picked up his water glass and took a sip.He held a bit of playfulness and examination, and looked at Zheng Mao with a smile.

This is the first time they have known each other for many years, and Zheng Mao is willing to bow his head in front of him.

Maybe it's not for him, it's for the future, for the money, for the interests of adults.

But no matter what Zheng Mao was doing, Zuo Zhengyi was happy.

He is only 19 years old. Although his life in the past ten years seems to be full of ups and downs, when he thinks about it carefully, he has not encountered many real setbacks.

Zheng Mao is one of the more painful ones.

Because he had a rare blow to Zuo Zhengyi's always full self-confidence, and almost turned Zuo Zhengyi into a shrinking person.

But it's different now.

Zuo Zhengyi has the confidence to win all competitions, but Zheng Mao has no confidence to be a good coach of WSND, he is afraid.

"Okay." Zuo Zhengyi leaned on the table with one hand, propped his chin, with a lazy posture, but his eyes were condescending, almost pitying, "Don't worry, I am very serious about the game, and I will never mix personal grievances into it. - Pleasant cooperation."

Zuo Zhengyi stretched out his hand.

His hands were white, long and straight, without any other marks.

But this is the hand of an esports player.

With just one glance, one can feel the endless wind and rain and the infinite scenery hidden in his palm.

Zheng Mao shook it carefully: "... Happy cooperation."

Zuo Zhengyi withdrew his hand, "Eat, I'm full." After speaking, he got up and went upstairs to play games.

It was the evening of August 8th.

The summer vacation of WSND has ended, and the EPL annual league is about to start.

Zuo Zhengyi adjusted his state, put away his sloppy mind, and began to prepare for training.

In the next few days, he did not broadcast live again.

Coincidentally, "Jue", who usually haunts his double row every day, suddenly became busy.

They just had a chat a few days ago, and they "absolutely" said that he was rejected by the trial club and that he could not play professionally this season.

Since he can't fight, what is he busy with?A real life thing?

They were just netizens, Zuo Zhengyi didn't want to ask more, so he didn't ask.

The training is busy, and the time will soon enter September.

On September 9, the weather was gloomy, and it rained continuously from the early morning, pattering down one after another.

Zuo Zhengyi woke up early, because there is an event today - the whole WSND team will go to the indoor venue prepared by the official EPL tournament league, and together with other teams, shoot the league promotional video for the new season.

Zuo Zhengyi is a star player, so the camera is naturally indispensable.

It is worth mentioning that he and Ji Jue actually had a "rival scene".

The reason is that the director watched the friendly match between WSND and Scorpion, and was deeply impressed by their highland solo that day, so he designed a special action to express the meaning of tit for tat, and let them shoot together.

There were a lot of people on the shooting site, and players from several teams were watching. Zuo Zhengyi was a little uncomfortable, but Ji Jue was quite natural, probably because he didn't know most of the people around him, so he wouldn't feel embarrassed in front of strangers.

Zuo Zhengyi was different. He was full of acquaintances present. As soon as he made a move, the group of guys winked and booed deliberately. He showed the professionalism of competing for the Oscar winner, so he couldn't hold back the laughter and filmed the film smoothly. over.

After the game ended, Zuo Zhengyi and his teammates took the WSND team bus back to the base.

Scorpion's car was right behind them.

Zuo Zhengyi glanced behind through the rain-soaked glass. The traffic was dense and congested on rainy days. The two cars were very close to each other at first, and then stopped and stopped before they separated without knowing it. There were scorpions on the car. The team crest disappeared from his field of vision.

Zuo Zhengyi yawned and fell asleep on the way.

He didn't know how long he had been asleep, and he didn't know when the car stopped, but it was Fu Yong who woke him up.

"Hey, someone is looking for you." Fu Yong took the opportunity to avenge himself and shook his shoulder vigorously.

Zuo Zhengyi just opened his eyes and was dazed for two seconds. After waking up, he slapped him: "You fucking be gentle!...Who is looking for me?"

"Here." Fu Yong pointed to the outside of the car door.

It was only then that Zuo Zhengyi realized that the bus was empty, and only he, Fu Yong, and the driver were left.

After Fu Yong woke him up, he also got out of the car and left.

Standing outside the car door was Ji Jue.

Just as Zuo Zhengyi was about to speak, the driver said first, "Get out of the car, I'm going to park in the garage."

"..."

Zuo Zhengyi was kicked out of the car with his face full of seat marks from sleeping.

With the cold wind and drizzle blowing in his face, he sneezed and looked up at Ji Jue: "What do you need from me?"

Ji Jue nodded, but before speaking, he took off his coat and put it on him.

Zuo Zhengyi put on other people's clothes, and pretended to be polite: "Go in and talk about something, why are you here in the rain?"

Ji Jue glanced at the gate of the WSND base: "No, people thought I was spying on the military situation when I went in. This way, brother."

He pulled Zuo Zhengyi out, bypassed the fountain, and continued on until he reached a wall outside the Scorpion Base.

With high walls and narrow eaves to shelter from the rain, it is a secluded place.When the two of them stood here, they were covered by the plants on the opposite side. People passing by might not be able to spot them if they had poor eyesight.

Zuo Zhengyi was a little puzzled: "What are you going to say? You made it so hidden."

It's like having an affair.

He leaned against the wall, and Ji Jue stood facing him, and explained thoughtfully: "There are many people in the park, and no one else knows our relationship. I am afraid that it will have a bad influence on you, so find a place to hide place said."

Zuo Zhengyi: "..."

The more you explain, the more it looks like an affair, you are really good at it.

"Okay, you say."

"Actually, it's nothing serious." Ji Jue suddenly took a step forward without warning, pushing Zuo Zhengyi against the wall, "I miss you, brother."