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Every time Zuo Zhengyi met Ji Jue, it was a bit difficult to separate them.

Ji Jue seemed to be schizophrenic, while urging him to go back to bed early to recover from his illness, but at the same time he was reluctant to part with him, holding him tightly.

Although it is said to be in a relationship, their current relationship is actually more like online dating. Most of the communication relies on voice and text. It is not convenient to meet frequently, and there is no time to go out on dates.

However, Zuo Zhengyi has just accepted his identity as a gay man, and the degree of acceptance is not deep enough. "Going further" is too far away for him, and he never thought about it.

Just kissing is exhausting.

Today was the same as usual, he was dizzy when he was embraced and kissed by Ji Jue, at the end Ji Jue said: "It's good that you come to Xiezi, we can sleep together."

"..."

This should be a joke, Zuo Zhengyi didn't take it seriously.

He felt that Scorpion's base didn't look too small, so there weren't enough rooms.

He said goodbye to Ji Jue, and on the way back, he turned a corner and went to the supermarket to bring Fang Zihang a pack of cigarettes.

——Before going out, in order to conceal the truth about the "cheating affair", he told his teammates to go shopping in the hairdresser.

In fact, WSND has regulations to ban smoking, but the control is not strict. Players and staff secretly smoke together.

Zuo Zhengyi went in and went upstairs, took off his coat, and threw the cigarette on Fang Zihang's table.

Now is the free time after the training. He knows that he won't be able to fall asleep even in bed, so he might as well play a game.

While queuing up for the game, he looked up and looked around, and found that Zheng Mao was really not there. Fu Yong was right, this guy went to pimp again.

Zuo Zhengyi had nothing to worry about and his thoughts were wandering. He couldn't help but dragged his chair and slid to Fu Yong's desk, and gave him a wink: "Hey, that..."

"Which one?" Fu Yong was also playing games without looking up.

Zuo Zhengyi said, "Do you think it's useful for me to call the police?"

"..."

Fu Yong was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses: "How to call the police? You don't even know where he went, and there is no other evidence. Besides..."

Fu Yong paused, then lowered his voice and said: "Isn't this kind of thing what you want? Even if the police catch the rape in bed, they say they are boyfriend and girlfriend, and there is no money transaction, what can you do?"

Zuo Zhengyi choked up, and countless similar social news flashed through his mind.

To put it bluntly, what if you are caught trading money?At most, it will be fined and detained for a few days - Xu Zongping is so rich and has a lot of hands and eyes, so he will probably find someone to make connections, and he won't even be detained.

The more he thought about it, the more disgusting he became, Zuo Zhengyi felt dizzy and wanted to vomit, so he got up and poured himself a cup of hot water.

It may be that the fever has worsened. His consciousness is not so clear, but his temper is burning out. This game was played very fiercely. Passers-by teammates recognized his ID and said rudely: "Are you End himself? Brother, how much does it cost?" Are you willing to renew the contract? Report the number and listen."

Zuo Zhengyi endured it for two seconds, couldn't take it anymore, and typed a reply: "I'm your father, you kowtow to me before asking, idiot."

Then blocked all the news, and carried the whole round with a dead mother face.

——This matter was on the hot search that night.

Zuo Zhengyi's account has an official certification mark, and his game matches will appear in the game viewing hall. In other words, in addition to his teammates who were sprayed by him, all players watching his games in the game can also see it.

The video of his trolling was edited into a short video, which spread across all major platforms overnight.

But Zuo Zhengyi only found out the next morning.

After the game, he took medicine and fell asleep. The cold medicine has a hypnotic effect. He slept for more than ten hours. When he woke up, he found that the e-sports circle was boiling again. More people scolded him than yesterday.

Just scold me, what can I do?

Zuo Zhengyi broke the jar and smashed it, and he has developed immunity.

He went downstairs to eat as usual.

Thanks to the good rest, his fever has basically subsided, and his body is much more comfortable.

It was lunch time, and Zhou Jiankang was also in the restaurant on the first floor.

Recently, Zuo Zhengyi has been avoiding him, not wanting to see him, but making trouble when he sees him.

But Zhou Jiankang didn't seem to feel that their relationship had become awkward at all. He cared about him like his own father as always, and took the initiative to ask for warmth: "Zhengyi, are you feeling better from your cold?"

"En." Zuo Zhengyi responded, buried his head in his meal, and didn't want to meet his eyes.

"Recently, the public opinion on the Internet is not very good." Zhou Jiankang said obliquely, "Have you seen the comments on our official blog?"

"Saw."

"The fans are very anxious."

"Speak straight."

"..."

Zuo Zhengyi didn't like this, so Zhou Jiankang had no choice but to say frankly: "I have already said what I should say before, you should not leave WSND. If you transfer, we will lose, Zhengyi. But if you stay, we will Win-win. Fans don’t want you to leave, they love you more than us, and they all hope you can make the right decision.”

"Is my decision wrong?" Zuo Zhengyi's face remained unchanged at all, and he said while eating, "You are both soft and hard, you can't handle me with cold violence, and you are playing public opinion pressure, can you pretend I can't see it? "

Zhou Jiankang paused, avoided the topic, and said, "We all understand your value, Mr. Xu wants to keep you no matter what."

"Thanks, but I don't think so."

Zuo Zhengyi stood up and said calmly, "Unless he dies, I won't renew my contract with WSND. How about you let him die first?"

"..."

Zhou Jiankang's face looked like moldy pork liver, he was blocked for a long time without saying a word.

His ugly expression made Zuo Zhengyi feel a little better, but it didn't last long.

Play training games in the afternoon, WSND is preparing for the next EPL game.

The next opponent is SP. It stands to reason that they are about to face a strong enemy. The whole team should get nervous and train hard with fighting spirit.

But the current WSND is like a mess of loose sand, everyone has their own thoughts and worries about their future.

——Everyone has already tacitly agreed that this season is dead.

As soon as Zuo Zhengyi left, all championships would be lost. It is unknown who the new teammate is or how good he is.

Although they didn't say it clearly, this pessimistic mood permeated the base and became part of Zuo Zhengyi's pressure.

He feels deep guilt towards his teammates.

This guilt, as well as the love and blame from fans, turned into shackles and tied Zuo Zhengyi's feet, making every step he took extremely heavy.

Zuo Zhengyi felt that he seemed to have matured a bit.

He began to be able to accept "being hated by others", no longer expecting everyone to like him, and even learned the classic self-comfort without a teacher: "I'm not RMB, and it's okay if they don't like me." normal."

Zuo Zhengyi tried his best not to think about these things, and trained well when it was time to train.

But at this time, he suddenly realized the importance of the "team". He turned out to be the only one in the WSND team with a stable training state.

Affected by his contract renewal, his teammates also began to think about contract renewal or transfer.

As far as he knew, the most anxious one was Jin Zhixiu, followed by Fu Yong.

Jin Zhixiu was transferred to WSND last winter window.At that time, he was in a very bad situation. He did not perform well for half a season and was scolded as a parallel importer.And because of its reputation, it is not cheap, and few clubs are willing to buy it, and WSND is the one with the best conditions.

Zuo Zhengyi didn't know what kind of contract WSND offered Jin Zhixiu at that time, but only now I heard him say that it was a three-year contract.

Jin Zhixiu said that he knew that the three-year contract was risky, but at that time he had no better choice. WSND is a big club, and Zuo Zhengyi is in charge, who can say no to it?

Unexpectedly, things are impermanent.

But if he did it all over again, he would still choose to sign WSND, otherwise?Want to go to a more unreliable club?

Maybe this is life.

Jin Zhixiu's Chinese is not fluent, and the tragic "this is fate" is very funny when he pronounces it with a strange pronunciation.

Zuo Zhengyi smiled but felt sad, the words of comfort stuck in his throat and he couldn't get out, the guilt in his heart multiplied.Although Zuo Zhengyi knew that it wasn't his fault and he didn't have to be responsible to everyone, what he had for WSND was never just love, but also a sense of responsibility.

As for Fu Yong, the remaining time of his contract is not long. He will expire this winter, earlier than Zuo Zhengyi.

But Zhou Jiankang did not come to him to discuss contract renewal.

He himself was a bit at a loss, should he take the initiative to renew the contract?If you take the initiative to speak up, you will inevitably be manipulated, and your salary may be suppressed.He wanted a raise, and his old contract was too cheap, almost like a newcomer.

But he is no longer a rookie.

Putting these objective conditions aside, Fu Yong is actually a little hesitant in terms of his subjective willingness to renew his contract.

If Zuo Zhengyi didn't leave, he would definitely continue.But if Zuo Zhengyi left, he would have to reconsider his future.

——Look, there are so many off-court factors, so complicated, besides him and teammates.

Even though Zuo Zhengyi devoted himself to practicing swordsmanship, how could these things be avoided?

He couldn't get away from mundane things, so he had to tell himself that these were all temporary.

As long as he leaves WSND, he is completely free.

—he has never been more eager to leave, with almost suffocated anticipation, to survive another day.

The battle between WSND and SP is on November 11th, and there are two days left.

On the night of the 18th, just as the night before dawn was the darkest, doubts about Zuo Zhengyi on the Internet also rose to a new height.

Recently, it has been widely rumored in the circle that he is greedy for money and asks for a high salary, and the object of comparison is SP Feng Can.

Now that the two teams met, it was going to be a showdown. Zuo Zhengyi could win, but if he couldn't win, the raised feet of those who were waiting to see his jokes would immediately fall down and crush him severely.

Zuo Zhengyi himself didn't really feel anything, he wasn't afraid of being scolded by these people, the only thing that could hurt him was his own fans.

Although he knows rationally that he shouldn't go online anymore, after training every night, he still can't help but look at Weibo comments and private messages.With the ferment of public opinion, more and more voices of cursing in his private messages, and the comfort of the fans are basically half and half.

To Zuo Zhengyi's disappointment, "Zhengyi is not afraid of dark clouds" has never sent him a private message, and he hasn't even posted much on Weibo recently.

He didn't know whether she didn't like him anymore because she was too busy with her personal life or because she was affected by the contract renewal turmoil.

If this is the case, she is really a very qualified fan, even if she doesn't like it, she won't step back and just keep silent.

But this kind of silence was also a knife, which was precisely pierced into Zuo Zhengyi's heart, making him even more disheartened.

After training in the evening, Zuo Zhengyi swiped his phone numbly.

There were as many private messages as usual, new ones kept rushing up, and the old ones were pushed down. He flipped through them for a while, and gradually lost his perception of those scolding and love.

Just as he was thinking about whether to go to bed early, a familiar keyword suddenly broke into his sight: dark clouds.

"End, are the dark clouds around you?"

"Don't you not answer me, I know she is going to see you!"

"You'd better be sensible and don't do anything to her! Let her message me back!"

"Zuo Zhengyi, don't pretend to be dead."

"I have your chat records. If you dare to hurt her, I will expose you."

"Zuo Zhengyi! Come back to me."

"?"

A question mark appeared in front of Zuo Zhengyi's eyes. He didn't understand it, and he typed and asked, "What's the mess, who are you?"