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At midnight, the stadium was full of people.

The live broadcast was not over yet. On the huge screen at the scene, the victory flag was planted in the SP camp. The five SP players wearing red, platinum and gold uniforms gradually stood up, packed their belongings, and prepared to leave.

"I'm so tired."

When the close-up shot swept across, Zuo Zhengyi yawned in spite of everyone's eyes, "I know Lion is not easy to fight, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult. Who is their commander now?"

Feng Can said: "It is said that he is a jungler."

"How do Koreans command?"

"It is enough to know some common words, and communication is not difficult."

"That's right." Zuo Zhengyi was sweating on his temples. Three consecutive high-intensity games had exhausted his physical and mental energy. He unscrewed the mineral water bottle on the table and took a few sips.

While drinking water, his eyes drifted to Ji Jue, and he found that the latter lowered his head, frowned slightly, and shook his hands inadvertently.

Zuo Zhengyi is a person who has injured his hand, and he is very sensitive to this movement, so sensitive that he almost has PTSD, so he immediately asked Ji Jue, "What's wrong? Hand hurts?"

"No." Ji Jue glanced at him, and said with a normal face, "I've been playing for too long, and I'm a little tired."

Tired is really tired, playing extra long tonight.

By the time they got back to the base, it was already a little bit faster.

It's so late, and everyone's mental state is not good, so it's not suitable for review.

The team leader arranged a supper for each person, a bowl of wontons for each person, and the amount was not much. They were afraid that eating too much would affect their sleep, so they asked them to go back to the room to rest after eating.

Supper is eaten in the training room on the fifth floor.

The atmosphere was a bit dull, probably because everyone was too tired, with normal expressions, and no one was happy for tonight's victory.

Having said that, playing Lion so hard and almost overturning the car is indeed not something to be happy about, but to reflect on.

While eating wontons, Zuo Zhengyi turned on his computer and swiped Weibo on the web.

SP's official blog released the game report as usual, and the EPL league officials also bought hot searches as always.

Most of the hot searches are the yearly packages bought, every game will be played every night, and when there is a focus game, several entries will be posted at the same time.

Tonight will undoubtedly be a focus battle.

SP has too many star players, as long as there is a good performance, fans will be able to boast.

But the direction of the wind on the hot search square was different from what Zuo Zhengyi had expected. Not only did fans not praise them, but they were also better at reflecting than they were, and even felt deeply anxious about their current style of play.

The hot comments on the SP official blog are full of suggestions. Zuo Zhengyi bit the wonton cage and looked at it all. Most of them were asking: "Can you get rid of the iron? What's wrong with it, but you want to use a kitchen knife?"

There was a hot comment and there was an argument.

The boss spoke straightforwardly, pointing the finger at Cheng Sunian, saying: "If it weren't for the brothers who played super gods and relied on personal operations to save the game, I don't know how SP died tonight. The coaching staff didn't know what to expect? The next game Scorpion, take care of yourself."

There are rebuttals and echoes below, and it is precisely because of the controversy that the quarrel is fierce.

After the quarrel, the words became uncontrollable. Some people said that Cheng Su Nian lacked the ability to be a coach and should not be forced to do it.Looking at SP's results last season, he is not a top coach at all, at best he can be considered "above-average", and the current tactics are purely harmful to the team.

——The e-sports circle is such a place, no one can escape the fate of being bullied by the Internet.

Even Cheng Sunian, who built the team, will be scolded when he should be scolded.

Zuo Zhengyi was not surprised at all, but felt that the fans were too nervous, afraid of scorpions?

Scorpion has indeed been gaining momentum recently, and has won [-] consecutive victories.

Zuo Zhengyi closed the webpage and finished eating the wontons, feeling a little indescribable for a while.

Although he is not as anxious as the fans, he is not without hidden worries.

The training room was so quiet that only the clinking of bowls and chopsticks, and the sound of someone tapping the mouse could be heard.

Zuo Zhengyi looked up at Cheng Sunian who was sitting not far away.

Coach Cheng didn't smile after the game tonight. I don't know if he was influenced by public opinion or he was worried about something.This person has always been inconspicuous, so that people can't see it.

Zuo Zhengyi glanced at his teammates one by one.

Feng Can sat next to Cheng Sunian, watching the same screen as him.

Zhao Jing started the live broadcast at every opportunity, guest starred as a gourmet anchor, and spent time eating wontons.

Ding Haichao is chatting with his girlfriend on WeChat. It is said that he is talking about sibling love. His girlfriend is an executive of a well-known company in Shanghai. Who knows if it is true or not.

Zuo Zhengyi's gaze fell on Ji Jue for a moment.

Tonight he faintly felt that Ji Jue's emotions were not right, not obvious, because Ji Jue was always patient in front of him and would not easily get angry.

Their computer desks are so close together that the distance between them is only an arm's length.Zuo Zhengyi pushed away the bowl of wonton, propped his chin with one hand, and stared at Ji Jue with his head tilted.

Ji Jue hadn't finished eating, his Adam's apple rolled when he swallowed, and his profile was silent.

Zuo Zhengyi shifted his gaze from his face to his hands, watched for two seconds, and suddenly reached out to touch his wrist.

Ji Jue retreated reflexively, only then dully realized that Zuo Zhengyi was staring at him. He was slightly taken aback, and smiled nonchalantly, "What are you doing? You scared me."

"You scared me." Zuo Zhengyi said sharply, "Your hands are uncomfortable." This time it was an affirmative sentence.

"..."

They chatted quietly, and no one looked this way.

After staring at each other silently for a while, Zuo Zhengyi stood up, pulled Ji Jue and walked out.

There was an elevator outside the glass door of the training room. When he returned to the sixth floor and closed the door, Zuo Zhengyi turned on the light, sat by the bed, and patted the place beside him.

He was serious, as if he was about to lecture, Ji Jue couldn't help laughing, walked up to him and confessed: "I'm just a little bit sore, don't be too nervous."

Standing tall, Ji Jue leaned over, cupped Zuo Zhengyi's face, and kissed the tip of his nose.

Zuo Zhengyi's head was completely in his hands, and he swished it a few times, turning Zuo Zhengyi into a rattle drum. His big eyes were so dizzy that they couldn't focus for a long time, and he kicked him angrily.

Ji Jue couldn't help but kiss Zuo Zhengyi again.

His palm was scorching hot, and it slid from Zuo Zhengyi's side face to his neck, stroking and deepening the kiss. The two of them fell on the bed in the constant soft entanglement, and the kiss didn't stop until they were out of breath.

Zuo Zhengyi was almost fooled by him, picked up the conversation just now, and carefully held his wrist with both hands: "It's really all right? Then why are you unhappy?"

Ji Jue said: "Well... because I have a rich imagination."

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"I'm afraid that my hand injury will decline during this critical period, which will affect Brother End's triple crown."

Ji Jue half-jokingly said: "If that's the case, you will be very disappointed, right? Most likely you will dump me. When I think of that scene, my heart is pierced, and I even thought about the line when you kicked me away. "

"..." Zuo Zhengyi choked up, "Are you okay?"

"I am very ill."

"I think so too."

Having said that, Zuo Zhengyi was still a little worried: "I will ask the team doctor to get you some medicine tomorrow. It is better to use it than not to use it. Don't hide it from me. Tell me if your hand hurts."

"En." Ji Jue responded, rubbing his forehead against him.

Zuo Zhengyi became more and more sleepy, and murmured, "Actually, I'm also a little worried about the recurrence of my hand injury. Recently..."

He wanted to say that the training tasks have been too heavy in the past few days, but professional teams are like this, how can anyone not train hard?

Do one line and suffer one line, there is nothing to do.

"Hey." Zuo Zhengyi propped himself up from the bed with the last bit of self-control, "I'm going to take a shower."

Ji Jue hugged him tightly like candy: "Let's wash together."

"No, I think you are not tired enough."

Zuo Zhengyi quickly entered the bathroom.

Ji Jue went to wash after he finished washing, and when Ji Jue returned to the bed covered in moisture, Zuo Zhengyi had already fallen into a deep sleep.

His sleeping pattern was good and bad, the more tired he was during the day, the quieter he was at night.

Ji Jue stared at him for a full 5 minutes, and then kissed him a few times with an itchy heart—this habitual combo was completed before all the negative emotions were dispelled, and his heart was filled with sweetness again.

"Good night."

Ji Jue turned off the light and just closed his eyes. Out of the instinct of a professional player, the opponent in the next game went through his mind.

Thinking of scorpions, he suddenly thought of something.

It's a small thing, but——

Ji Jue passed Zuo Zhengyi, touched his mobile phone by the bed with his arm, unlocked it silently, opened WeChat, found the person who wrote "Akey", deleted it and blocked it.

After deleting, he checked Zuo Zhengyi's recent contacts again, and then Ji Jue put the phone back to its original place, and went to sleep contentedly.