The plot is different from what I thought [Quick Transmigration]

Not even two dollars and fifty cents.

He also sent a bunch of inexplicable remarks, and wrote his name on the real estate certificate, and raised him by power leveling, and transferred all the deposits to him——Zhou Qi’s WeChat ID must have been stolen into a fraudulent group.

-Xiao Ming: Sent a voice over.

-Boy friend:?

-Boyfriend: Give me two yuan and five first, there is only one last can of Coke left in the vending machine, and it will be gone when Jiang Zhengming comes back qaq

Fu Ye was unmoved.

-Xiao Ming: Sent a voice over.

After waiting for two seconds, a short voice of four seconds popped up.

His tone was pitiful, not as arrogant as before when he had Coke money in his pocket: "Xiao Ming, what do you want me to say?"

Fu Ye looked at the phone screen expressionlessly.

Then played it again.

Not hacked.Still Zhou Qi.But he still wanted Zhou Qi to continue speaking.

-Xiao Ming: Whatever you want.

Zhou Qi was leaning against the wall, next to which was a beverage vending machine, and the third box in the second row was the last can of Coke in the vending machine.To be honest, after listening to Baidu search and transferred all the money away, Zhou Qi regrets it now.

Lunch can be skipped, but Coke and cigarettes are both indispensable.

A can of Coke is two yuan and five yuan, one can a day, and the cheapest cigarette, Qingxiang Hardman, is three yuan in a pack, twenty sticks, but the cigarettes in his hand are usually thrown into the trash can by Fu Ye before they are all smoked. , so a pack of cigarettes counts as six days.The lighter was borrowed from Jiang Zhengming.

On average, he needs at least three dollars a day pocket money.

Where did the three dollars come from?

Zhou Qi squatted down to the base of the wall, he couldn't hold back his face, and felt a little interesting, so he called in a low voice: "Husband."

Fu Ye received this voice.

first time.

Second time.

The third time.

again.

The boy's voice is textured, his words are clear, and he is not sloppy, not like a little girl acting like a baby.It sounded like a tease, but it couldn't hide the awkwardness.

Fu Ye heard it once, but that time his voice was much hoarse than now, and the corners of his eyes were red. Fu Ye called him brother, but Zhou Qi didn't dare to call him brother Fu Ye again. Once "husband".

-Xiao Ming: Do you have money for lunch?Do not lend money to others.

I can visit you.

Fu Ye thought very reservedly.

If you're working... you can stop for a while.

Just for a while.

But if Zhou Qi needs him very much, he can take a little more time off at his discretion.

Jiang Zhengming came back after eating.

He went out for a stroll, walked out of four commercial streets, and finally returned to the KFC at the entrance of the r base.He estimated that Zhou Qi's b hadn't eaten in all likelihood, so he brought Zhou Qi a spicy chicken drumstick set meal.

If Zhou Qi was ungrateful, he would treat it as an extra meal.

As soon as he entered the lol branch, Jiang Zhengming saw a sneaky figure in the corner behind the vending machine, sitting on the ground, holding his phone to his mouth, and when he uttered a voice, it was Zhou Qi: "It's all for you, no Money to eat."

The tone of speech is very humble.

At least in the ears of Jiang Zhengming, who was being hanged by Zhou Qi with a hammer every day, he was very humble - Zhou Qi had never said a word to him in such a tone.

Thinking about it carefully, it's really pitiful.

At that time, Jiang Zhengming recalled his anonymous reply to "Is Fu Ye gay" on the forum two days ago, every word he said was sincere, and he was chased and scolded thousands of times by a group of passers-by who didn't know the fart.

Could this be fake?

Zhou Qi can't even eat now.

This is not because the boss is deducting wages. Could it be that Zhou Qi went to build Hope Primary School in the southwest mountainous area without telling everyone?

Jiang Zhengming's sense of justice made him stride up to Zhou Qi, handed over KFC's white bag, and said nicely, "Here, I brought you a meal, let's eat first."

Fu Ye's logic chain is very clear.

Zhou Qi transferred all the money to him for unknown reasons, Zhou Qi has no money to eat now, Zhou Qi asked him for money to eat, now he took Zhou Qi back from base r and cooked for him.

Then I heard Zhou Qi call him "husband".

The word "husband" accurately captured Fu Ye's childish sense of accomplishment.But he couldn't admit it.

Fu Ye calmly waited for Zhou Qi's next words.

Now that I have admitted that I have no money to eat, I will ask for money to eat later.

However, there are always surprises.

Waited 5 minute.

-Boyfriend: Jiang Zhengming brought me a meal, let's eat first, bye.

Fu Ye: "..."

In about 10 minutes, Zhou Qi finished eating, put a large glass of iced Coke next to the mouse, and drank less than half of it.

"Continue in the afternoon?" Jiang Zhengming looked at him.

"It's useless to hit, do something else." The thumb was pressed on the index finger, and there was a "click" sound, and the whole wrist moved.Zhou Qi leaned back on the chair and said, "Come and watch this year's r games with me."

The relief on Jiang Zhengming's face disappeared instantly: "Don't look."

"Don't dare to look?"

"Don't dare to be a fart." Jiang Zhengming put his hands in his pockets, turned away his face, with a look of disinterest, "I just don't want to watch it, it's annoying to watch, and I don't even want to open it, understand?"

Zhou Qi turned on the phone and glanced over lazily: "You won't watch it if you say you don't want to?"

Jiang Zhengming stared: "You can still force me? You fucking..."

"If you dare, watch it. If you don't watch it, you don't dare." Zhou Qi sneered, "If you are a man, just sit still and let me watch all your games this year, take a good look at R, and then look at yourself. How to beat worse than shit."

Jiang Zhengming had already stood up, but he froze in front of the computer desk again.

He didn't think about anything else, only thought: he really fucking hates Zhou Qi.

Never have empathy, no understanding, never take into account friendship, take into account the face, do whatever you want, show your sharpness.It will only be like a thorn, piercing into the heart of others.

He can't even pretend to comfort others' pain, he can only tell others what they must do.

People hate him, but they subconsciously trust him.

Because it seems that as long as you follow him, you can get out of all kinds of difficulties.

With a sullen face, Jiang Zhengming sat back without saying a word.

Starting from the regular season of the Spring Split, looking at it game by game, it is not so much a review of the game as it is a replay with only two people participating.

Half a year had passed since the earliest match in the Spring Split. The base had done a replay, but Jiang Zhengming didn't take it seriously.He was the captain, but he was replaced once by the jungler of the second team, but the new jungler failed to produce results, so he was replaced again.

Half a year.

Jiang Zhengming hadn't watched his game half a year ago again, and it was the first time he was watched seriously.

Literally, beat like shit.

After only watching two episodes, Jiang Zhengming didn't want to watch, so don't turn his eyes away and don't speak.

Zhou Qi drank the iced cola he bought, and said shabby words: "How do you feel, have you been enlightened?"

Jiang Zhengming: "..."

Jiang Zhengming: "Get lost."

Zhou Qi smiled: "Jiang Zhengming, your level of matching with me in double volleyball is better than your level in playing matches."

"Go away, you don't need to praise me."

"No exaggeration, the truth." Zhou Qi said, "You are really good at playing games."

"..."

Jiang Zhengming stared at Zhou Qi, Zhou Qi was so thoughtful that he seemed to be fine, so he clicked on the video temporarily.

Pause the keys, take a screenshot, crop, zoom in, a 27-inch display screen, leaving only a big face of Jiang Zhengming himself, round and lifeless, with two dark circles under the eyelids, like It's like being sucked by a goblin.

During that time, Jiang Zhengming was deeply impressed.

Because after that day's game, a lot of idiots appeared in various forums on the Internet spreading rumors about his private life, prostitution, dating, excessive sexual indulgence, and even playing a game with a look of kidney deficiency.

Jiang Zhengming went to the forum every night to see those idiots spreading rumors. The more he watched, the angrier he became, and the more angry he became, the more he couldn't sleep.

It's an endless loop.

Seeing Zhou Qi enlarge his face, Jiang Zhengming became angry: "You turn off the screenshot, ok?"

"Don't close it." Not only did it not close, Zhou Qi even continued to zoom in, until Jiang Zhengming's neck disappeared, "Can you tell me, what's going on in your mind at this moment?"

"What can you think about." Jiang Zhengming curled his lips, and didn't bother to pretend, "I think I'm going to lose, so how can others scold me?"

Zhou Qi called up the No. [-] seed trial in early September and paused the video.

The Jiang Zhengming in the trials was just like the Jiang Zhengming next to him. He had gained a lot of weight under the long-term nourishment of the record and KFC, but he was in very good condition, even to the point where he was full of energy and radiant.

The third seed trial r advanced 2-0 all the way.

Zhou Qi took a screenshot of this picture: "Then what was going through your mind when you played the trials a few days ago?"

This Jiang Zhengming also has an impression.

He smiled: "I didn't see you for a week during the selection process, so I'm in a very good mood, understand?"

Zhou Qi didn't move, took a sip of Coca-Cola and asked, "Then let me tell you, I will never come to you after the finals. Can you finish the finals seriously?"

Jiang Zhengming was taken aback.

He didn't feel happy, he just asked: "What do you mean by that, what are you going to do?"

"I'm a professional entertainer, not a professional jungler." Zhou Qi shrugged his shoulders, and his tone was very relaxed, as if it was a matter of course, "R After playing the game, it's time for me to do my main job."

"...Hehe, do you still remember that you are an artist?" Jiang Zhengming wanted to sneer at Zhou Qi when Zhou Qi said these two very ignorant words. Furious, he suddenly let go, unable to express his feelings, only let him talk to himself, complaining, "fn's work and your playing games... don't conflict."

Zhou Qi smiled and said inexplicably, "My time is limited."

Who has unlimited time?Who is not 24 hours a day?Now I have a lot of free time, but will my time be limited in the future?

Jiang Zhengming thought about it, but didn't say it. "Will you come to the base again?" he asked.

Zhou Qi said with a smile: "The finals are over, you and I may meet again, but definitely not at Base R."

will not come.

Jiang Zhengming was stunned and looked at Zhou Qi.

Zhou Qi continued to say self-consciously: "The whole team is more or less a little bit about being unable to bear the pressure. But you should be clear in your heart why I have to bother you one of the five people, because you have the most burden. Seriously, you have the most serious problem. For example, the mid laner Song Li, he has been a substitute for a year and a half, and he has been cooperating with you for a year and a half. If you turn over, you are the one who has the biggest impact on him in the short term, and the same goes for other positions—because you are teammates, this is a team game.”

"No one can help you with the pressure. I just want to remind you that you need to be a little bit ambitious to play professionally." Zhou Qi paused, and took another sip of iced Coke, "First set a big goal, such as winning Let me set another small goal, to win the championship of the finals, right?"

Regarding the previous words, Jiang Zhengming remained silent.

He didn't know what to say.

Because it is true, he always knew

, but he didn't want to admit it to Zhou Qi.

Until Zhou Qi said the word "win me", for some reason, Jiang Zhengming's heart was suddenly relieved, and he suddenly lightened up.

Zhou Qi also laughed, unable to tell whether it was serious or joking: "You can't win the S championship, you have no ability to beat me." He paused, and then said a one-word rhetorical question that Jiang Zhengming often said, "Understood?"

"I know fart." Jiang Zhengming looked disdainful, sat for a while, and asked a question he hadn't asked before, "Zhou Qi, why don't you play professionally?"

"I'm getting older, it's unnecessary."

Jiang Zhengming: "..."

If Zhou Qi didn't say anything, he couldn't remember that Zhou Qi was 26 this year.

"Then you..." Jiang Zhengming hesitated, "Are you sure you won't come to the base after the finals?"

"Xiao Jiang'er, don't you want to part with me?" Zhou Qi made a fool of himself, hitting the nail on the head again.

"...Being passionate, who wants to be harassed by an idiot every day?" Of course Jiang Zhengming quickly denied it.

Zhou Qi laughed twice, quite agreeing: "Don't say it, there really is."

Jiang Zhengming: "??"

Jiang Zhengming's curiosity arose: "Who are you talking about?"

Zhou Qi thought for a while: "My boyfriend."

"..." Jiang Zhengming was silent for a while, "Creating friends out of thin air?"

Jiang Zhengming couldn't believe two things.

The first thing is that Zhou Qi has a girlfriend.

The second thing is that Zhou Qi has a boyfriend.

Zhou Qi used to talk about running the train, of course Jiang Zhengming wouldn't take it seriously - if an orphan like Zhou Qi dared to say that he was gay, then he would dare to say that the fourteen girlfriends who broke up with him were all women's bosses .

"Forget it if you don't believe me." Zhou Qi snorted and said with a smile, "I'll ask you again now, are you confident of winning this year's finals?"

Jiang Zhengming thought about it carefully, and put his phone on the table: "...I'm different from people like you in this matter, I don't like bragging... Anyway, let's put it this way, if I I don’t visit Weibo forums anymore, I think there is still hope to win the championship.”

Zhou Qi leaned closer: "If you quit the net, you are guaranteed to win the championship?"

Jiang Zhengming was very uncomfortable with Zhou Qi's absolute statement, but he couldn't help but nodded: "I hope it's more than [-]% to [-]%."

Zhou Qi asked again: "Do you want me to quit for you?"

"How to quit?" Jiang Zhengming slightly opened his eyes wide.

"Xiao Jiang'er, watch it." Zhou Qi grinned and picked up Jiang Zhengming's cell phone.

Just when Zhou Qi's thumb and index finger clamped Jiang Zhengming's mobile phone board, Jiang Zhengming suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Then the premonition test.

"Bang—clang!"

With a loud bang, Jiang Zhengming's cell phone was ruthlessly thrown against a hard wall two or three meters away. It even bounced half a meter away, and finally landed heavily, smashing his body to pieces.

In the empty training room, a frightened and angry roar was almost deafening:

"Zhou Qi!!!"

In the evening, Fu Ye received a WeChat message.

-Boyfriend: Jiang Zhengming wants me to pay for his mobile phone, if he doesn't pay, he will kill me, help qaq

The author has something to say: Xiao Ming: Get lost.