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4:0, a brilliant score.

SP showed unquestionable strength against CQ, and was overwhelmed by praise and congratulations on stage, off stage, inside and outside the live broadcast.

Some people screamed in ecstasy at the noisy scene, fireworks were lit on the stage, and the central big screen was filled with a huge SP team logo.

In the middle of the stage, under the attention of thousands of people, the two championship trophies shone with dazzling golden luster——

EPL champion.

Shenyue Champions Cup champion.

Zuo Zhengyi is a person who has experienced big scenes. He has won the world championship trophy. Will he be overwhelmed by the mere domestic champion?

--meeting.

Even will.

And it's amazing, he feels different every time he holds the cup.

That year at WSND was the happiest, the ignorant had no worries, e-sports was his spiritual paradise.He is defiant, sweeping the world with his peerless talent, thinking that he can go on like this forever.

It was the most painful year in Scorpion, and the world champion in Seoul did not give him any happiness.His hand was badly injured, almost useless.When he symbolically lifted the trophy above his head with his teammates, it felt as heavy as a stone, pressing on his coffin made of flesh and blood, he was a dead man.

Today, in SP, he won again.

Zuo Zhengyi thought he would be emotional and sad, but he didn't.The excitement of winning the championship washed away all negative emotions, and he only felt happy and a little dazed.

He took Ji Jue's hand, and his first reaction was to ask Ji Jue, "Does the hand hurt?" "Is there any adverse reaction?"

With a smile on his face, Ji Jue put his arms around his shoulders, pushed him towards the center of the stage, and said, "It doesn't hurt, today is over quickly, I feel fine."

The shouts and music at the scene became a mess, and the fans in the audience and the commentators, hosts, and award presenters on the stage went crazy.Under the huge interference, Zuo Zhengyi didn't hear clearly, so he pricked up his ears and said, "What did you say?"

Ji Jue put his arms around him and drew them inward, and leaned closer, his lips almost touching his ears: "I said, I want to kiss you."

"..."

Before Zuo Zhengyi could distinguish these words, Ji Jue kissed him directly.

A brief kiss landed on his lips that were slightly dry due to the long-term command and talking too much. Zuo Zhengyi caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye, and his and Ji Jue's faces suddenly appeared on the live broadcast screen. The next second , More intense screams and whistles broke out at the scene.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"What are you doing?!"

"Yo hoo—!!"

The host stared wide-eyed and almost dropped the microphone.

Feng Can, Zhao Jing, and Ding Haichao turned their heads at the same time, all showing the expressions that watching the excitement is not a big deal, and they want to coax them but hold back.

Cheng Sunian laughed and waved at them: "Hurry up and receive the award!"

"It's so annoying." Zuo Zhengyi held back his embarrassment and embarrassment, and gave Ji Jue a hard look.

Amid the din of voices, the entire SP team was surrounded and walked towards the center of the stage.

At the moment when everyone lifted up the two championship trophies together, golden ribbons floated down the sky, drawing a successful conclusion to their S13 domestic schedule.

……

I just don't know how the night ended.

Night of Champions is happy, but it's also really tiring.

When the long awards ceremony and interviews were all over, Zuo Zhengyi was so exhausted that he lay on Ji Jue and refused to get up.

He was half dragged and half hugged by Ji Jue to get into the car. He didn't know what time it was, and he didn't know where the car was going. After getting out of the car, he habitually walked behind his teammates. When he reached the door, he looked up. It was discovered that it was KTV.

"..."

Zuo Zhengyi went numb on the spot: "Do you still have the strength to sing?"

"Drink." Cheng Sunian said, "How can we not celebrate such a wonderful day?"

"Yes, yes, drink two glasses!"

"We are champions! Brother!"

The teammates were in a state of excitement that they were already drunk before drinking, Zuo Zhengyi not to be outdone, forcibly cheered up, and said boldly: "Okay, come! I want to drink too! Who is afraid of you!"

At this moment, Zuo Zhengyi forgot how much he could drink.

Ji never said it, and no one else knew.

Drinks were served quickly in the KTV—let's put it this way, they entered the box at [-]:[-] in the morning, the wine was brought in at [-]:[-], and Zuo Zhengyi got down at [-]:[-].

Except for Ji Jue, everyone present was stunned.

Since then, the legend of the world's No. [-] mid laner End's brother "poured in a cup" has spread throughout the SP base, but this is a later story.

Tonight, Zuo Zhengyi collapsed drunk, covered his face with Ji Jue's coat in the KTV with deafening music, and fell asleep unconscious.

If happiness has a color, it must be golden at this time.

Zuo Zhengyi kissed the trophies in his dream, one and then another.In the dream, he was also in a state of drunkenness, his mind was not sober, and he counted the two trophies in his arms for a long time, one, two, and couldn't count to three.

"What about the third seat?"

"..."

Zuo Zhengyi couldn't sleep soundly. After struggling for a long time, he opened his eyes suddenly.

It's already dawn.

He was lying on the bed in his pajamas, beside Ji Jue who was shirtless.

Seeing him wake up, Ji Jue posted up and kissed him on the face: "Good morning, baby."

Zuo Zhengyi closed his eyes which had just been opened, and slipped into his arms sleepily, asking, "What time is it?"

"It's two o'clock in the afternoon."

"What time did we get back?"

"Around five o'clock."

"Did you drink afterwards? Don't forget that your hands can't drink."

Zuo Zhengyi's tone was like that of Cha Gang, and Ji Jue laughed: "Of course I didn't drink, I listen to you."

Zuo Zhengyi pressed his forehead against his chest, and nodded in a daze. It seemed that he was still awake.

But this time is not suitable for sleeping anymore, Zuo Zhengyi ignored Ji Jue's small movements of secretly poking and rubbing his hair and ears, reached out and groped by the pillow for a while, and picked up the phone.

Before he could check it, Ji Jue said, "I've checked it for you. There are more than a dozen missed calls, more than 20 text messages, more than 50 WeChat messages, and more than [-] unread Weibo private messages. Congratulations!" Become a double champion. Most of them are fans on Weibo, and friends, ex-teammates, and people who have a crush on you on WeChat—this kind of people are too self-aware, so I will delete it for you.”

Zuo Zhengyi: "..."

This guy is flipping through his phone openly now.

But Zuo Zhengyi didn't care too much, he just rolled his eyes at Ji Jue, and then opened WeChat.

Although there are so many phone calls and messages, at first glance it seems that his friends are all over the world, but in fact most of them have no deep friendship.

He glanced at the ID in the recent contact list, and found Jin Zhixiu by accident.

It might be a little unfair to say "accident", but since Kim Ji-soo moved back to Korea, they haven't been in touch for a long time.

Zuo Zhengyi didn't pay much attention to the situation in the ECS League.

Jin Zhixiu is as gentle and friendly as ever, and she still doesn't get rid of her habit of adding commas in Chinese sentences.

He sent several messages to Zuo Zhengyi in one go.

Jin Zhixiu: "End, long time no see."

Jin Zhixiu: "I watched the game, congratulations on winning the Chinese double championship."

Jin Zhixiu: "It's coming soon, the World Championship."

Jin Zhixiu: "I'm looking forward to a showdown with you."

Ji Jue stared at Zuo Zhengyi's mobile phone screen, and he was very good at finding trouble and said: "I think he should also be classified into the category of people who have a crush on you. I almost deleted it just now, but I think about it. After all, he is Your old teammates."

"..."

Ji Jue said "I'm so generous" and "I've sacrificed a lot", and Zuo Zhengyi looked at him incredulously: "Shall I praise you? I warn you, it's almost enough."

Ji Jue laughed.

Zuo Zhengyi turned his gaze back to the phone screen and yawned: "Where is this year's World Championship going to be held?"

Ji Jue said: "Paris."

Zuo Zhengyi nodded, edited the reply message, and sent it to Jin Zhixiu.

End: "I'm looking forward to it too, see you in Paris."