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Zuo Zhengyi seemed to be possessed by Jin Zhixiu. Ji Jue spoke simple words, but he seemed not able to understand Chinese, and his moist eyes showed a blank look.

"Have you chased me for four years?"

"Yes, brother."

"..."

Night Breeze lifted Zuo Zhengyi's hair, revealing a smooth forehead. He was still in a daze, but Ji Jue's hand suddenly covered him, touched it and said, "It's a little hot, you won't catch a cold, right?"

Before she finished speaking, she hugged him again, pressed him against the wall again under the guise of keeping warm, and took his mobile phone away.

Zuo Zhengyi's hand was empty, and Ji Jue's approaching face was in front of him, and the unspoken words were blocked between his lips and teeth, turning into a gasp.

"Why are you kissing me again..."

Zuo Zhengyi was very annoyed that he couldn't push anyone, so he slapped Ji Jue on the shoulder, causing no harm, but Ji Jue became more energetic, grabbed his hand and put it on his waist, arched his knee hard, Spread his legs apart, in a violating position that pushes him against the wall, and continue the kiss.

Zuo Zhengyi couldn't struggle, and it was obvious that what Ji Jue wanted was not just kisses.

Fortunately, this place is remote and covered by dense branches, otherwise the two of them would be ruined sooner or later.

Ji Jue didn't untie his clothes, but the movement through the clothes was too extreme. Zuo Zhengyi's legs were lifted up again, and at some point they wrapped around Ji Jue's waist. Xun Xunran, her lips are tightly sealed, only the nasal cavity can make a sound, like a faint cat meowing.

It took a long time to kiss Zuo Zhengyi before he realized that this seemed to be a way to change the subject - Ji never wanted him to read that Weibo carefully, and he didn't want him to ask.

why?

Is it disgraceful to chase him?What happened in those four years?

"Let me go." Zuo Zhengyi struggled desperately, and when his lips were freed, he threatened, "Kiss again and I'll kill you."

"Kill it." Ji Jue actually said, "I am willing to die by your hands."

Zuo Zhengyi glared at him, and said in displeasure, "I don't like you, like a glib, scumbag, avoiding the point, changing the subject, and not letting me ask anything. What are you fooling around with?"

"..."

Ji Jue paused for a moment and didn't speak.

Not speaking is tantamount to acquiescing, he really wanted to change the subject.

The more this happened, the more Zuo Zhengyi wanted to ask why: "Quickly tell me, what are you hiding from me? Hurry up and confess."

"..."

He looked like I was going to be angry if you don't confess, but Ji Jue couldn't hold him back, so he had to put him down, and then pressed him into his arms, not showing Zuo Zhengyi his expression.

It's really strange.

It was rare for Ji Jue to be so thin-skinned. He had to weigh three seconds when he said a word. It seemed that he was not revealing his heart to Zuo Zhengyi, but bleeding—it was that painful.

"Four years ago, after you left," he said, "I wanted to go to Shanghai, but I had no money and no skills. I lied to you before that I couldn't play games, but it wasn't a lie. I only knew how to play a little bit. , not much."

"Not much."

Whether this is the truth or self-effacing depends on what standard is used to measure "powerful".

If it is compared with Zuo Zhengyi, there are not many powerful people in the entire e-sports circle.

But those who can become professional players are already top players, with extremely high quality in all aspects.

The next level is the game anchors of the major platforms. These people are also powerful, but they may not be able to play professionally. The entertainment is more than the competition.

——There are also individuals who have the level of playing professionally, but only a few.

What's next?He is the passer-by king and unknown master in the game.

They don’t have many heroes they are good at, and they don’t care about the team. They only rely on one-handed heroes to rank, and they carry wildly in the passerby game. At first glance, they are pretty good, but if they are on the field and meet a coach like Tommy, they will be banned. was subdued.

Want to play unique skills?There are no doors.

After all, Zuo Zhengyi felt uncomfortable being "five ban mages", let alone Brother Unique.

Ji Jue four years ago was at this level.

It cannot be said that it is not great, but it is not great either.If he is willing to turn on the camera to sell his face, it will not be difficult to become a well-known game anchor.

"At that time, I thought, why don't I become an anchor."

Ji Jue said: "Although the live broadcasting circle and the e-sports circle are closely related, they are different. It is a bit far away from you. And I know that you will not like game anchors. Even if I am famous all over the world and earn a lot of money Man, it’s not worth mentioning in your eyes. Only when I defeat you personally, or if I am qualified to fight side by side with you, will you look up to me, and no longer treat me as a useless younger brother, but a—— A man who is just right for you."

"What nonsense are you talking about..." Zuo Zhengyi didn't think he thought so, and reached out to stop Ji Jue's mouth.

He didn't touch it, but was controlled by his wrist.

Ji Jue is obsessed with every part of his body, he likes to kiss his lips and his hands.

For e-sports players, hands are more private and important than lips. When his fingertips were sucked, Zuo Zhengyi subconsciously pulled back, but Ji Jue's teeth ground him finely. Allow him to take it back.

After licking the five fingers one by one, Ji Jue's lips slid from the back of his hand to his wrist, biting the tender flesh on Zuo Zhengyi's arm, and dropped a series of fine wet kisses.

Zuo Zhengyi couldn't stand it anymore, his face became hot, and he scolded embarrassingly: "Pervert! Can you speak well?"

"I need you." Ji Jue raised his head, "Why do you think I should chase after you? In the first year, in order to expand the hero pool, I practiced all the mainstream junglers, and I also practiced the unpopular ones. The club tried out, but was rejected because the winning rate of a single hero was not high enough; in the second year, I started to open a trumpet to start over from the beginning, and hit all the heroes I knew to above 80.00%. The jungle has been weakened, and most teams don't recruit junglers..."

Ji Jue held onto his arm tightly: "Is this reason outrageous? But I believed it at the time, and I found out later that it's not that they didn't recruit junglers, they just didn't recruit me. I don't understand why. I'm not strong enough? Or is there a problem with the style of play? In short, I ran to several clubs and was rejected, including WSND."

Zuo Zhengyi's eyes widened: "Have you been to WSND?"

"Yeah." Ji Jue chuckled, "Your team regularly recruits for a certain period of time every summer. I mixed in with the people who signed up, thinking of you. I didn't perform well, and I was rejected in the first round."

"..."

Zuo Zhengyi also wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

"In the third year, I was a bit depressed, and my condition was not as good as before. It just so happened that my parents came back, and they made me very annoying every day..." Ji Jue let out a long sigh of relief. It seems that he still finds it annoying when he mentions his parents. Pause for a few seconds to suppress the fire in my heart.

"They didn't approve of me playing professionally, and told me what to do. I stayed up late every day to reverse the score, and quarreled with them during the day. In the fourth year—that is, last year, my jungle state was terrible, and it happened to be a strong version of AD. I changed to AD, but I didn’t expect the effect to be pretty good.”

"At that time, I heard that Scorpion was recruiting AD, so I packed and sent the scoring record and winning percentage information to them. They invited me to try out. Only then did I have the opportunity to enter the professional arena and come to you in a glamorous way." Ji Jue Unconsciously, he increased his hand strength and strangled Zuo Zhengyi's waist, "But in fact, I am not glamorous at all. I crawled over from the mud, brother."

His voice trembled with a shameful vibrato.

——even more shameful than when he claimed to be Zuo Zhengyi's dog.

To be precise, he was not ashamed at that time, he had said many times of liking and love to Zuo Zhengyi, and being a dog at Zuo Zhengyi's feet was just a deliberate and humble trick on his part, covered with a thick layer of camouflage.

He is free and easy, he can be high when he wants to be high, and he can be low when he is low.

Ji Jue had no choice but to show his true colors under the disguise until tonight when his old background was exposed. The tricks were no longer effective, and he couldn't hide his embarrassment in those years.

Those affectionate feelings that are not worth showing off are shameful useless history.

Every year, every year, every time he fails, he proves his incompetence one more time.

The proofs laughed at him in unison: You are not worthy.

"Zuo Zhengyi is a genius, what are you?"

"It's all your fault, why did you stand so high?" Ji Jue hugged Zuo Zhengyi, obviously looking down, but he seemed to be looking up, "I want to pull you down, put you on the bed, and—"

Then what, it is inconvenient to say it directly, Ji Jue explained it a little bit with actions.

Zuo Zhengyi's tears tonight had already dried up, his cheeks were astringent by the wind, and another kind of wetness overflowed from his lips.

He couldn't speak, and his drowsy brain couldn't digest Ji Jue's confession.

There are indeed differences between people. Some people seem to be cynical, but they are actually full of emotions and deep and complicated thoughts, such as Ji Jue.

There are also some people who seem to be sentimental, cry constantly, and even have a nickname called Daiyu, but they have difficulty understanding "what is love" in their hearts, their brain circuits are simple, and their sensitivity is slow.

Ji Jue cut his heart out in pain, and his most intuitive feeling after listening to it was: No way, what's so embarrassing about this?

Zuo Zhengyi was a little speechless, he thought, Ji Jue's skin was not thin when it should be, and it became thinner when it shouldn't be. Could this be what he said last time, "Fake misery is worth selling, real misery is shameful?" "?

It turned out to be the case.

"I won't laugh at you." Zuo Zhengyi broke free from the deep kiss, and comforted him kindly, "How can those experiences be considered embarrassing? According to your logic, I also have a lot of embarrassing things. Let me think about it... Uh, it seems No, I am sorry."

Ji Jue: "..."

Zuo Zhengyi smiled brilliantly—this was his first smile tonight, and Ji Jue's confession undoubtedly flattered him.

He took the initiative to kiss the corner of Ji Jue's mouth as if rewarding him, and praised him: "Thank you, Ji Jue, you made me feel better. I will admit that you are my boyfriend for now."

"You are really polite, brother." Ji Jue said, "Whether you admit it or not, I am your boyfriend. You still don't have a deep understanding of this matter."

"Oh."

Zuo Zhengyi didn't take it seriously, and took his mobile phone out of Ji Jue's pocket. After unlocking it, the interface remained on Weibo.

Scorpion’s official blog did not post any sensational content, but only used a few pictures and some data to objectively show Chuji’s unknown four years, so as to prove that he worked hard and entered the professional arena with his own hands. Nothing to do with the so-called background.

Zuo Zhengyi gave a thumbs-up thumbs up.

He was still leaning on Ji Jue's arms, this position was very comfortable, he was used to it, and he was unwilling to move when he leaned on it. After a while, he yawned and asked, "Why did your parents invest in Scorpion?"

"Let's be idle." Ji Jue sneered, "If you want to use economic means to interfere with me, what's the use other than discrediting me?"

"You don't spend their money?"

"Well, but my mother sometimes buys me things, and she makes a fuss when I throw them out, so I have to keep them."

"..."

Hearing this, Zuo Zhengyi remembered what happened when he was a child, and said with a smile: "I used to throw out my dad's money, but you don't agree with it. You insist on using his stinky money to eat hot pot."

Ji Jue choked up: "Now I feel the same way as you do."

"How to say?"

"It's very simple. You have to listen to what they say when you receive the money. You have no freedom and no right to hate." Ji Jue raised Zuo Zhengyi's chin and kissed him, and said coldly, "I haven't hated enough yet. What makes him spend money to buy peace of mind?"

Zuo Zhengyi nodded, but did not respond.

He seemed not in a hurry to go back to the base, and wanted to sleep in Ji Jue's arms.

Ji Jue asked him: "What about you? Did you still keep in touch with your father later?"

"No." Zuo Zhengyi curled his lips, "Don't mention it, bad luck, I don't need him either."

He left Ji Jue's arms, stood up straight, turned his head to look in the direction of the WSND base, and sighed: "Hey, I still have to go back. I hope Zhou Jiankang is already asleep. It's so annoying."

"I send you?"

"No, we're in an underground relationship." He pressed Ji Jue and told him to stand still, "I'll go first, and I'll send you a WeChat message later. Bye, boyfriend."