For Love of the Game

After training in the afternoon, Song Xueyang took Shen Huai to the dormitory. Shen Huai had been here last time, but he didn't expect to live here one day, and felt a little emotional for a while.

The layout of Fengyue's dormitory is two bedrooms and one living room. Shen Huai's room and Song Xueyang's room just face each other, with a spacious living room in the middle.

Knowing that he was going to return to the team, the room had already been cleaned by someone, Song Xueyang pushed open the door, and the couriers that Shen Huai had bought before were piled up on the floor.

"The time is short, the room is a bit deserted, you stay here first, and you can buy some things for simple decoration later."

Shen Huai looked at this small bedroom, "It's okay, it's better than living alone."

Song Xueyang's heart was burned a bit, he squatted down to tidy up the couriers on the ground, "Let me clean it up for you."

With Song Xueyang's help, the two quickly cleaned up the room. At the same time, Hai Xing and the others also came.

"Shen Huai, let's go to the cafeteria to eat together!"

Shen Huai was a little hesitant, the cafeteria must be crowded, and in his capacity, he always felt that it would be troublesome.

Seeing his concerns, Zhou Ning said gently, "You will be a member of the team from now on, and you will always be active in the club. Everyone will get to know you sooner or later."

This is also reasonable, not to mention that everyone is here, so there is nothing to worry about.

Fan Jingming took his shoulders familiarly, "Shen Huai, let me tell you, don't worry too much, those uncles and aunts in the cafeteria may not know you at all."

Song Xueyang patted off his eye-catching hand, and explained, "They don't usually watch movies when they are old, and they don't know many celebrities."

Shen Huai didn't quite believe it, "I've also been on variety shows."

Fan Jingming laughed loudly, "Shen Huai, trust me, unless you are participating in "You Are Not Disturbing", no matter how many variety shows you are on, they will not know you."

Shen Huai: "..."

As a wealthy club aiming to build a star team, the Maple Moon Club has a lot of money and has put a lot of effort into the living environment of the players.The canteen is very spacious. In order to facilitate the team members to cultivate their relationship, the dining tables are all long tables for seven or eight people, and there are TVs hanging from the roof.

Shen Huai and the others went a little late, the cafeteria was empty, but the aunt serving vegetables in the window was very enthusiastic. Hearing that Shen Huai was a new team member, she not only gave him an extra spoonful of food, but also praised the boy for being handsome .

As Fan Jingming said, no one recognized him.

Although he knew that this situation was only temporary, Shen Huai still felt a lot more relaxed. At least he didn't want to cover up in the base in the future and look like a natural luminous body wherever he went.

Fan Jingming patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "Is there a little psychological gap? Think about "If You Are the One?"

Song Xueyang patted his hand off again, "Do you want me to send your information over?"

Fan Jingming picked up the chopsticks awkwardly, "Let's forget it, I'm afraid I'll take away the female guest who occupied the [-]th round of the ring."

Zhou Ning raised his glass to Shen Huai, "Shen Huai, welcome to Fengyue."

Others also toasted to celebrate, Shen Huai thought that he would fight with these people in the future, and his heart warmed up, "Thank you."

Hai Xing was still sighing, "I really didn't expect Shen Huai to be Cang Yu, Shen Huai, you are so busy filming, why are your skills so good?"

He actually asked the voice of everyone.

You have to know which of the current top professional players has not undergone rigorous training to maintain the best results. As for talent, sorry, if you don't have talent, you can't become a top player at all.

Shen Huai didn't think about this problem. He has been filming for a long time, and occasionally he would feel raw when touching the keyboard, but this feeling will soon dissipate.Playing games is like a natural ability for him. He only thought about how to refine this skill, but never thought about why he has this skill.

He thought about it seriously, "It may be that apart from filming, all he thinks about is the skill combination in the game, and sometimes he simulates different professional battles in his mind."

Everyone: "..."

What should I do? I seem to know why he can't act well. Does it hurt him too much to say it?

A law popularization program was being broadcast on TV. After academicians and experts explained the law popularization, the host invited another psychologist to comment.

Hai Xing asked, "Hey, Captain, is this Professor Jiang your mother?"

"En." Song Xueyang responded, stopped his chopsticks and watched TV.

Shen Huai raised his head when he heard this, and the woman on the TV was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a short suit, her hair was tied up, and she was smartly dressed.There was a wise light in her eyes, her words were sharp, her tone was passionate, and she could feel the aura of a strong woman rushing across the screen.

There is a short introduction at the bottom of the screen, graduated from S University of Political Science and Law, doctor of criminal psychology, professor Jiang Shuyun.

After several people listened to Professor Jiang's bloody analysis in silence, Fan Jingming couldn't help asking, "Captain, your childhood must have been very hard."

Song Xueyang said with a smile, "Fortunately, my parents often discuss some psychological knowledge, and I am also very interested."

Shen Huai was curious, "Your father also understands psychology?"

"He's a psychiatrist."

Shen Huai: "..."

For a moment, Shen Huai felt that Song Xueyang's achievements today must be due to his uncle and aunt.

"They agree with you to play e-sports?"

In terms of their age, Song Xueyang's parents were definitely regarded as the intellectuals that the country focused on cultivating when they were young. Such people obviously have higher requirements for their sons, and e-sports is not a thing in the eyes of their parents. What a serious job.

Song Xueyang said indifferently, "I know what I want to do, and they believe me to make the decision."

Shen Huai admired him a little, Song Xueyang looked at him and smiled, "Aren't you the same?"

Shen Huai paused, and suddenly thought of his father. Although he forced himself to act for so many years, does his willingness to let go now prove that he believes in him?

Everyone returned to the training room after eating, because the team members have not gathered yet, and everyone is training separately, and occasionally they will play some rings together. As for 6V6, there is really no way to start.

Song Xueyang specially prepared a set of training plans for Shen Huai. He was obviously well prepared, and every item on the plan was very detailed.Including the information of all professional players, all map attributes and terrain features of "City of Despair".

To Shen Huai's surprise, there was also a training plan specifically for the 1V1 arena. The training content above was so harsh that people admired his imagination!

Shen Huai read it from the beginning to the end, he had never seen such an anti-human training content, if he could really do everything in the plan, he would probably become a god.

But instead of being afraid, he has a kind of excitement that is eager to try. In the past, he was trying to find his way forward in the game alone.Now he really feels that he has the support of the entire club behind him, and this awareness makes him full of confidence in the future.

The training that night ended very early. Although Song Xueyang didn't say anything, everyone knew that he wanted to let Shen Huai, who had just got off the plane, rest early.

It was only 09:30 after Shen Huai took a shower, and the dormitory had already been packed. Shen Huai was a little at a loss looking at the strange room.

When Song Xueyang came out to boil water, he saw him sitting at the table in a daze, so he asked, "Do you want to watch a movie?"

"Movie?"

Song Xueyang waved, picked up the remote control and pressed it against the wall of the living room, a white projection cloth slowly hung down, he turned off the lights, and the living room suddenly became a private theater.

Shen Huai was a little surprised. As an actor himself, he didn't even have the habit of preparing a projector at home. "You really enjoy it."

"I usually like to watch movies. It's very interesting to see a different life." Song Xueyang handed him a bag of popcorn and two cans of Coke, "What kind of movies do you like to watch?"

"Action movie."

Song Xueyang picked a recently released American sci-fi action movie. After watching it, Shen Huai turned into a posture with his legs curled up on the sofa and hugging a pillow.

He was used to staying up late, and he didn't want to go to bed too early. He always felt that something was missing. It's just that he was too tired today, and fell asleep after watching the movie halfway.

He leaned against a corner of the sofa, with his head on the pillow, his hands wrapped around his legs, and he curled up into a ball.

Song Xueyang heard his even breathing, turned down the volume and slowly leaned over.

Shen Huai's short hair was spread softly on the pillow, his long and dense eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, and the light from the silver screen flashed across that delicate face, making his smooth and delicate skin pale.

Song Xueyang got closer, and could smell the fresh fragrance of shampoo on his body.His hand gently pressed Shen Huai's shoulder, and the other hand passed under his knee, trying to carry him back to the room.

Unexpectedly, Shen Huai looked thin, but he was not light at all. Song Xueyang fell back on the sofa unprepared.

Shen Huai also woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw Song Xueyang lying on top of him. The distance between their faces was only a few centimeters, and Song Xueyang's hand was still holding him.

He blinked, his still sleepy eyes were sleepy, and Song Xueyang's throat was tightened by the hazy look.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

Song Xueyang was not at all embarrassed by being caught, and said softly, "Seeing that you are asleep, I want to carry you back to your room."

Shen Huai paused, he saw Song Xueyang's handsome face close at hand, against the light, the tear mole under the corner of his eye flickered with the light on the screen, his curved eyes seemed like two beautiful crescent moons , the thin lips pursed into a slight arc.

It doesn't matter if it's done well, its appearance is so outstanding, and its temperament is calm and elegant. No wonder there are so many female fans who claim to be Mrs. Song.

Thinking of this, Shen Huai asked in a daze, "What type of girl do you like?"

Song Xueyang's breathing tightened, and his throat moved up and down. From his point of view, Shen Huai's question came for no reason. It seemed to be a sudden whim, and it was also like the truth from a half-dream and half-awake, which made him nervous.

He looked into those beautiful eyes and said softly, "As long as it's what I like."

Song Xueyang has never thought about what type he likes, but after meeting Shen Huai, all future partners in his heart have the shadow of Shen Huai.

The next day, Shen Huai received Fengyue's signing contract. Compared with the manager's elation yesterday, the expression on his face when he came to Shen Huai with the contract was extremely ugly.

Shen Huai opened the contract and looked at it, but it was all in his expectation.

The manager looked embarrassed, "Well, Shen Huai, our rookies all join the team with an annual salary of 300 million."

When he saw the annual salary of 300 million in the contract, he almost quarreled with the boss, but it was Cang Yu!How can you compare with other newcomers?Which of the ace players of the top eight teams started at 500 million or 300 million, he was too embarrassed to say that!

But the boss told him, 300 million to 500 million, even if you open 1000 million, is Shen Huai short of that money?

He immediately had nothing to say.

Also, Shen Huai is not short of money.Not to mention his family background, even the movies he acted in, the salary is more than this price.

The boss smiled and said authentically, "Shen Huai joined the team not for money, what difference does it make if you give him 300 million or 500 million?"

The manager knew this was the truth, but when he brought the contract to Shen Huai, he still scolded the group of high-level parents in his heart.

Shen Huai really didn't care about the annual salary, he just quickly checked the terms to confirm that there was no mandatory live broadcast time or the number of endorsements for himself, and then picked up the pen.

The manager's heart eased with his action, "Shen Huai, don't worry, 300 million is a little less, but Fengyue's live broadcast endorsement has many ways, and on your condition, three or four endorsements a year are completely fine. "

Shen Huai put down the pen again, and looked at him coldly.

The manager's mind turned quickly, and he suddenly understood what he meant, wishing to give himself a big slap in the face.

Isn't it because Shen Huai quit the entertainment industry because he doesn't like these things?All he wants is an atmosphere where he can train with peace of mind and a stage where he can prove his strength.

He immediately changed the topic, "But don't worry, Boss Jiang said that as long as you don't want to, he will never force you."

"Boss Jiang?"

"Yes, the owner of our club..." The manager began to introduce the club owner.

Shen Huai didn't care about the experience of the boss, but suddenly remembered that Song Xueyang's mother was also surnamed Jiang.

It's just that this thought flashed by, he lowered his head and signed his name on the contract.

Looking at the flamboyant art lottery, the manager secretly breathed out.

Song Xueyang managed to invite him back, if something went wrong here, he would not be played to death by that old fox.