For Love of the Game

On Friday night, the Maple Moon team manager drove them to the door of the hotel.

Song Xueyang asked, "Brother Kun, don't you really want to go in with us for a drink?"

"Who shall I drink to drive you back?" The manager pretended to stare, and quickly smiled, "You guys cultivate relationships, so I won't join in the fun, drink less, and call me when you're almost done eating."

Song Xueyang said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'll watch them, they don't drink much, brother Kun, be careful on the road."

Hai Xing didn't believe these words, he knew that Song Xueyang would be drunk again tonight when he didn't drive, he touched his stomach, and regretted that he wanted to eat a big meal, and didn't pad his stomach before coming here.

Song Xueyang patted his head amusedly, "What's the matter? Counselled before it even started?"

Hai Xing, who has never been shy, is rarely silent. Song Xueyang is the best drinker he has ever met.

The year Maple Moon entered the quarter-finals for the first time, after the playoffs ended, Guan He, the captain of the Xiaowolves, invited all of them to have a meal together. Although they won the game, they were pitted by Song Xueyang. Turning over the old fox, Song Xueyang drank down eight teams by himself.

At that dinner, Starfish fell unconscious. It is said that Song Xueyang was still pouring wine with a smile when the top eight teams were lying on the ground. Pay the bill.

From then on, Hai Xing confessed to one more thing - drinking with Song Xueyang.

This restaurant is relatively well-known in the circle. The rustic-style design is friendly and simple. The most important thing is that the confidentiality work is in place. Customers use real-name reservations for meals, so there is basically no need to worry about reporters sneaking in.

Several people entered the door, and Zhou Ning was carrying the ordered birthday cake.The lobby on the first floor is very spacious. This store is usually very busy, but today it is a bit deserted. The room is so quiet that people dare not speak loudly.

The lobby manager showed a standard smile, "Welcome, do any of you have reservations?"

Song Xueyang showed his membership card, and the manager checked on the computer for a while and said, "That's right, our restaurant is reserved tonight. After negotiating with the customer, the other party agreed to reserve a room for you on the first floor, but I hope you and your My friends don't go upstairs, do you think it's okay?"

"Package?"

Not only is the price of this hotel's private room is high, but it is also only available to the supreme VIP customers, and those who can book the room are basically big shots.

Starfish asked curiously, "Who is it?"

"Sorry, I can't tell you this." The manager said again.

"It's okay, we'll be fine on the first floor, but I'm a little curious about borrowing such a lot of light."

Song Xueyang wanted to repeat the routine, but suddenly there was a "Welcome" from behind him, and at the same time he heard the sound of the electric door sliding.

Several people turned their heads subconsciously, and were stunned the moment they saw the person coming.

A tall and slender man walked in. He was wearing a light blue turtleneck sweater and a light gray suit jacket casually, but he looked like someone who walked out of a fashion show. He was tall and handsome. Type, quiet and restrained temperament.

He took off his sunglasses as soon as he entered the door, his fluffy hair fluttered slightly, revealing a pair of eyes that were as clear and moist as ink, and those eyes looked far ahead, like a thousand miles of stars that moved people's hearts and minds.

Song Xueyang remained calm, and an imperceptible astonishment flashed in his curved eyes.

Hai Xing raised his hand blankly, "Shen, Shen..."

He "sinked" twice but failed to say the last word, so he simply closed his mouth.

Shen Huai didn't expect to meet Song Xueyang here. Although the Maple Moon Club is indeed in Shanghai, it is a subtle feeling of God's will to meet him in the same store on the same day.

He himself was not the type to speak proactively, and when he saw Song Xueyang without any preparation, he didn't know what to say. His eyes lightly passed over several people, and he walked towards the front desk without saying a word.

The atmosphere in the lobby suddenly became tense. For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on this exquisite and perfect man, but the latter didn't know it, and even the arc of his gestures was natural and elegant.

The lobby manager's voice trembled, "Hi, are you Miss Liu's guest?"

Shen Huai gave a faint "hmm", glanced to the left, and landed on the birthday cake beside him. There was no name written on the cake, but there was a ridiculous red fox sitting on it.

He looked at the smiling fox, then looked up at Song Xueyang.

Well, it's really not ordinary.

"Tianfu House on the second floor."

Shen Huai nodded, and when he was about to go upstairs, someone grabbed his sleeve suddenly, he turned his head, and Hai Xing quickly let go.

"I, me, me, can you sign me?" Haixing rarely spoke so politely, and even used honorifics. He grabbed the notepad at the front desk and handed it to Shen Huai, feeling that it was too shabby. I couldn't help but blush.

The lobby manager's face changed slightly. The customers chose to reserve the room because they didn't want to deal with other people. If these customers hadn't booked earlier, and Ms. Liu agreed to let them be on the first floor, they would not have let them in.This child is pulling other people's clothes and asking for autographs. If Shen Huai is annoyed, they will be the ones who will be complained later.

She quickly showed a professional smile, "Sorry, we don't lend out the note pads at the front desk."

Hai Xing felt that this was unreasonable, but still asked, "Then do you have any other papers that you can give me?"

The manager said stiffly, "No."

Song Xueyang was thoughtful, knowing that it was Hai Xing who was being rude, so he stepped back and blocked his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Shen," Song Xueyang saw Shen Huai frowned slightly, "He was a little excited when he saw his idol, and he was abrupt, can you sign for him if it's convenient?"

This is the first time that Shen Huai and Song Xueyang have a face-to-face conversation. It has not been filtered by a machine. Like him, his gentle voice seems to always have a smile, like the lazy sun shining into the living room at noon, making people tense. My nerves are relaxed.

He didn't speak for a long time, and Hai Xing also realized that it might not be appropriate for him to sign on such an occasion, so he lowered his head and apologized sullenly, "Forget it, I'm sorry..."

Shen Huai turned his head to look at the counter before he could speak, "Can I provide a pen and paper?"

The manager was taken aback, and quickly handed him the pen and notebook.

Song Xueyang saw that his drooping eyelashes covered those cold eyes, and his slender and white fingers held the pen holder to quickly leave an artistic signature on the paper. This picture was more beautiful and beautiful than the signature he wrote, as if even the movements Meticulously designed too.

After Shen Huai signed, handed over the notebook and went upstairs, everyone's eyes followed him and disappeared at the stairs, and the lobby was always silent.

After a while, there was a sound of exhalation after another.

Fan Jingming said first, "He's really handsome."

Zhou Ning agreed, "He's even more handsome than what he saw online."

Hai Xing hugged the notebook excitedly, "Thank you Captain!"

The latter stared at the stairs and did not respond.

"Captain?" Fan Jingming pushed him, winked and said, "Have you been bent?"

"How is it possible?" Song Xueyang withdrew his gaze and said indifferently.

Zhou Ning joked, "Then why are you still staring at everyone after they have left?"

Song Xueyang's expression was already calm, "I was wondering why he knew it was my birthday when he saw the cake."

Everyone: "..."

Good question!They all saw it. After Shen Huai's eyes fell on the cake, he raised his head precisely and found Song Xueyang. Not to mention that the cake was held by Zhou Ning, what's more important is that there was no name on the cake, only one Firefox!

It's not like something someone completely unfamiliar would guess.

Zhou Ning pondered, "Does he also know that your nickname is Fox?"

"Impossible," Hai Xing shook his head repeatedly, "Shen Huai has never paid attention to people in the game circle. When he participated in variety shows, he couldn't even understand Tetris. Uncle Shen also said in the interview that Shen Huai usually only reads books and sleeps. , besides, he doesn't seem to be the type who pays attention to e-sports, does he?"

Everyone nodded. Indeed, Shen Huai felt a little cold, not like someone with any hobbies.

Song Xueyang ended the topic, "Maybe it's because I'm more handsome?"

The rest shook their heads like rattles.

I'm sorry, Bishuai, we in the Fengyue team have never convinced others.

Several people were led into the private room "Xiaoxiang Waterside Pavilion" by the waiter. Haixing was still excited, "It's great! I actually got Shen Huai's autograph!"

Song Xueyang opened the wine first, "What do you want to sign for? You are not his fan."

"But Miss Nana likes him." Hai Xing whispered.

The sister Nana he was talking about was Hu Nana, the captain of the God of War team. As the only female captain of the top eight teams, she was quite respected in the circle.

Zhou Ning blinked and teased, "I didn't expect that our Xing Xing is still a warm man who helps his sweetheart get autographs."

Hai Xing blushed immediately, "Don't talk nonsense! I respect Sister Nana!"

Zhou Ning laughed, "Okay, okay, I was wrong. When I see Team Hu later, I must tell her that Xingxing 'respects' her so much."

Hai Xing lowered his head and didn't know what to say.

This small episode was forgotten as the dishes gradually came to the table. A few people were half drunk and opened the birthday cake. Hai Xing put a birthday hat on Song Xueyang, and took a photo with the candlelight on the cake. Sent a Weibo.

V Fengyue-Wishing Star: Congratulations to the captain for being one year older [yeah]!

The mobile phones of several people who set special attention rang one after another, and Zhou Ning glanced at them, "Xing Xing, you and the captain are not online today, and now you post this Weibo, Cang Yu will suspect you."

Hai Xing was enlightened, "I didn't expect that! Cang Yu shouldn't know how to read it? He doesn't even have Weibo..."

Zhou Ning was helpless, "Not having Weibo certification does not mean that there is no Weibo."

Hai Xing panicked, "I'll delete it now!"

"It's okay." Song Xueyang waved his hand, "Even if you don't send it, he will suspect us."

"Why?" Hai Xing, who thought she acted very well, was very puzzled.

Song Xueyang leaned back on the chair, with his slender arms resting on the back of the chair, with a weary expression, "If he had no doubts, he wouldn't have asked us to play in the arena together."

"What? Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Thinking of how he exploded and won six kills later, Hai Xing felt his face burn.

The corners of Song Xueyang's mouth curled up slightly, "Only when you have doubts will you be more convinced."

starfish:"……"

You foxes who play tactics have a dirty heart!

Although I feel sorry for Cang Yu, but I still want to be teammates with him, what should I do?

Song Xueyang turned the wine bottle in front of Hai Xing, "Punish yourself with a drink, at the end of the month at the latest, Cang Yu will be our teammate."

Without another word, Hai Xing poured a glass of wine and drank it down.

Several people ate and chatted, and did not leave the private room until 11 o'clock in the evening.

Song Xueyang dragged the drunk starfish, Zhou Ning and Fan Jingming crookedly supported each other.

Song Xueyang knocked on the counter, "Beauty, pay the bill."

He was handsome and handsome, with a gentle and harmless smile, and a beautiful tear mole under his crooked eyes. He had a gentlemanly demeanor, and the counter lady couldn't help but look at him twice.

The lady looked down for a while, "Sir, someone has settled your bill for you."

"Finished?"

Song Xueyang was slightly taken aback, and slowly raised his head to look upstairs, and Hai Xing's nonsense came from behind him, bringing him back to his senses.

"Who made it?"

"I just took over, so I don't know..."

Hai Xing spat out with a "wow", Song Xueyang stopped asking, said "Sorry", and walked out with Hai Xing.

Although Zhou Ning and Fan Jingming were not that serious, they still seemed to be in a trance.

The team manager waiting outside the door twitched his lips when he saw this scene, "Team Song, did you get them drunk again?"

Song Xueyang pointed at himself innocently, "They fed me."

Of course, overreach.

The van stopped at the door, and Song Xueyang let Fan Jingming, who was relatively sober, get into the car first, then threw Starfish in, and finally helped Zhou Ning in and closed the door, and sat in the second row by himself.

Hai Xing lay on Fan Jingming's lap and stretched out his hands to scratch, "Why am I on the boat?"

"This is not a boat." Zhou Ning grabbed his clapping hands.

"But I seem to be floating!"

"That's right, you are floating." Fan Jingming laughed loudly, "You are floating and floating, you are shaking and shaking, weeds without roots..."

The familiar melody made several people immediately excited. Before the car started, the three people in the back row were already howling, and the manager frowned unbearably.

At this time, the door of the hotel opened again, and a person came out from inside. A group of reporters holding cameras rushed out of the still silent night just now. Can't even keep my eyes open.

This scene came suddenly, just like six big men rushing out of the grass and throwing skills at you, it immediately attracted the attention of several people.

The person surrounded by the reporters immediately ran up, Song Xueyang was still wondering what happened, when the car door on the side was suddenly opened, and in the cold wind blowing towards his face, a figure quickly jumped in and sat beside him, at the same time " bang shut the door.

"Drive." Shen Huai said.

The singing in the car stopped abruptly, and several drunken people were like frightened chickens.

Song Xueyang pressed his back against the car door and looked at him in astonishment.

The team manager, who saw the coming person clearly from the rearview mirror, turned his neck around violently, and made a creaking sound due to excessive force.

Even though the reporters outside slammed the door of the car, everyone in the car remained motionless.

Shen Huai finally had a strange look on his face, he urged, "I'll throw up if I don't drive again."

The van, which was still like a snail just now, jumped out with a "buzz".