On the first day of the match, the P second team played.

After the Taotao team qualified for the first place in points, P left the seat, ending today’s watching schedule ahead of schedule. The second day was the Group B qualifier, which was also their main battlefield.

Ai Qing puts on the headphones, puts his hands in the pockets of the sports jacket, and walks behind the team members.

Taotao really is a good seed.

This is her only thought after watching the full game today.

She thought too much, and didn’t realize that Gun was carrying a K&K ticket behind her.

Until, the shoulder was held by a hand, and the headset was pulled down without warning. Gun bent over and whispered, “Did you cry that day?”

That day? When?

Ai Qing looked back blankly and heard him add: “I heard you were scolded by me in Sanya?”

“Ah? Ah…” It turned out to be when I was in Sanya, “In fact, there was no…”

The last word “you” has not been spoken yet.

Gun patted her on the back shoulder again: “I saw it.”

After he finished speaking, he took off the work card from his neck, and the rope looped around the card a few times: “It is estimated that he has been depressed for many years, and his temper is getting worse and worse.” The work card was put in his pocket, gun He patted her on the shoulder, “Dog, don’t worry.”

Then she left without waiting for any response.

Music was still circulating in the earphones, and Gun only left her back, and walked out of the narrow corridor into the bright hall. Ai Qing felt that her nose was a little sore, so she lowered her head and looked around for the headset that was ripped off by the gun. Han Shangyan is a very self-conscious and proud person with a super bad temper. To put it bluntly, it is another kind of clumsy speech and not good at expressing.

He likes you, so he scolds you.

He treats you as a brother and scolds you.

This kind of person is also true, don’t know how to get along with his girlfriend.

She thought in a mess that someone found the earphone cord for her, plugged the small white earphone back in for her, and then rubbed the short hair behind her head silently.

The passage is narrow and it is not an official exit time. At this time, location, and angle, no one will notice what happened in the VIP passage——

Ai Qing turned off the music: “Do you have any training tonight?”

“No,” Dt thought for a while, “K&K half vacation for these three days.”

“Then go to my house for dinner tonight?”

Dt snorted, thinking that she likes to talk more, and tried to add: “Okay, I will send you over tomorrow morning.”

Tomorrow morning? Why did you skip to tomorrow morning?

“I didn’t say let you live in my house…” She couldn’t help but vomit.

“…I didn’t mean that.”

“What does that mean?” She teased him.

“……”

This sudden arrangement attracted two uninvited guests.

After dinner, Grunt and Ai Jing locked themselves in the study, leaving the owner of the house and his boyfriend in the living room. Forget it, the walls are not very soundproof, and the words in the study are all heard clearly by the two.

From the specific content of the last quarrel between the two people, traced back to the old accounts, and finally turned to the first night issue.

Ai Qing couldn’t listen anymore and knocked on the study door.

The interruption like this didn’t make any noise anymore, and the two of them opened the door to make an excuse and left.

Come fast, go fast.

Ai Qing sent them away and returned to the kitchen to continue watching Dt doing housework.

It’s a super five-star attitude. After washing three times, you have to wipe the dishes one by one, put them in the disinfection cabinet, press the switch, and start disinfection. Too professional, Ai Qing thought, handing him a towel to wipe his hands: “Do you often do it at home?” I can’t believe it. “Never do it.” He took it and wiped his hands.

……Ok.

Ai Qing leaned forward again and took the hand cream from the bathroom: “Here.”

Dt obviously felt that he was not suitable for such a nymph, so he coughed and didn’t answer. Ai Qingsan was in her pocket and leaned against the kitchen door, watching him continue to clean up, chatting with him. For a few moments, watching those very valuable hands doing the most ordinary movements, you will feel a feeling of wanting to rely on him.

This feeling became more obvious when she turned on the computer and wanted to watch a few commentary shows by her colleagues.

She tapped the keyboard, opened the website, and entered the homepage.

Pick the video you want to watch.

The man next to him put one hand on the edge of the table, bent over and stood, watching her typing on the keyboard.

“…I just have a chair in my study,” I’m used to being single, and everything is single. “Or, would you take the small sofa in the living room and sit?”

“No, I usually sit too much.”

“Oh.” She opened the video.

The screen popped out.

It’s his game.

Uh, I didn’t even pay attention to the subtitle.

But it has already started, and it is not good to close now. So she could only sit in a chair awkwardly and watch his own game with the man next to him who was frequently called “My Emperor” by the popular female anchor in the video. It’s true that every anchor can call him a new name. From the rookie king, to D god, D demon, to my emperor…

But obviously, he seemed unaware, and didn’t care about the exciting commentary from the speakers.

Too much training and competitions accounted for 90% of his life.

He didn’t want to spend the rest of the little time.

His lips were hot, stamped on her forehead.

Ai Qing bends her fingers slightly.

Just in the narration full of admiration by the anchor, he blatantly moved down a little bit, his height was too superior and not very good, for example, he was thinking at this time whether to kneel down to accommodate her height or bend down. The last option is to stretch your arms under her armpits, pick her up, and sit down by yourself.

Change her position and let her sit on her left leg.

He took off the hat and threw it on the table, fingers clasped her chin, and went to see her. The hair was blocking the eyes, some were longer, the sight was obscured, some were indistinguishable, only one thing was clear, he wanted to kiss her.

In two months, they didn’t meet much.

Both are too busy.

The content of the phone chat ranges from each other’s elementary school, middle school, university, to each other’s family, as well as those small hobbies, and integrate each other into each other’s lives. Sometimes when she was on the phone at midnight, she would suddenly ask him “Xiao Bai…Why do you like me?”

why?

He bit down, put the tip of his tongue in to find her, and asked for a kiss.

In silence, just doing these simple things, not the first time, made both of them lose their judgment on the outside world. No one knows when the video ends. You can’t touch this kind of thing, and you become addicted when you touch it, especially when facing a girl who has been in his heart for so many years, but he has learned well this time.

Take it easy.

I bit my ears and didn’t resist, it’s good…

The hot touch slid to the collarbone and gnawed lightly. Ai Qing’s blood was burned and her brain was faint. She gently twisted her body away: “Little pervert…” He hummed, really admitted.

“Have you… ever had a girlfriend before?” She was really curious.

When he was asked this question, he suddenly smiled: “Of course not.”

“Huh? Haven’t you liked others? Haven’t that kind of ignorant puppy love?”

“Have.”

Ai Qing screamed, blowing gently into the bangs.

Some… jealous.

After a while, she continued to ask: “What is it like? Who do you like?”

“It’s you.”

……

“I’m asking you seriously. Those who watched my game video are not the ones that I really like.” She was amused and wanted to escape from his lap. He held it firmly and gave no chance at all. He pressed his chin on her shoulder and looked at the black computer screen: “Really.”

At the age when I don’t know what love is,

I fell in love with a girl named Ai Qing.

Originally, they left at nine o’clock. The two talked, watched the disc, and waited for Ai Qing to get up from the sofa to pour water, and found that it was 11 o’clock. In view of the fact that she was going to the stadium the next day, she stuffed him with her sportswear coat: “It’s not safe to drive back so late. Let’s go.” Dt picked up his coat and got up from the sunken sofa. Po Na called Just come over.

“Shhh, don’t talk, my boss.”

She picked up the key on the table and pushed Dt towards the door.

Bao Na greeted a few words at first, and then turned around: “Ai Qing, are you in a relationship with Dt?”

Ai’s heart trembled.

She was silent, leaning on the shoe cabinet, looking at Dt who didn’t know the content of the phone call, just opened the door: “Um…Yes, but we have no plans to make it public for fear of affecting the club and the players.” Dt quickly turned around and again Close the door again.

Bao Na simply told her that tonight bug and all were screened by this incident in the live broadcast room. All directly yelled at the netizens. The impact was very bad. He was directly warned that all must be banned before the end of the national game. The insider cannot accept any interviews about this matter. This is P’s response to the overwhelming black fans.

Dt stared at her, Ai Qing shook her head, temporarily avoided his sight, facing the wall and continued listening to Bao Na.

Her emotions suddenly fluctuated so much, her mind was a little confused, and her heart was blocked.

My throat is also sore and uncomfortable.

The three minutes and thirty-six seconds of the call seemed to last for a century.

The phone hangs up.

She put the phone on the shoe cabinet, her voice was very soft:

“Someone on the Internet broke that we were together. Your fans are very excited. People who broadcast live today were scolded, and all the players were silenced. No one was allowed to respond.”

As Bao Na said just now,

Dt is currently the hottest player with the largest fan base, especially K&K and P also have regulations not to allow open love. The two clubs do not support active players in dating in principle. This happened suddenly, and fans naturally couldn’t accept it. What’s more, she is still a P senior and has been with olo.

“Ai Qing.” Dt called her. Before he could say the next thing, Ai Qing hugged her waist.

She buried her face in front of his chest and deliberately avoided his sight: “I won’t go to the game tomorrow. I’m afraid the organizer will gossip about the topic on the spot. Don’t say anything to respond. Don’t be caught. Handle… Xiaobai, you must not be affected.”

This is an unsympathetic world, and a little carelessness will always lose opportunities.

And my teammates–

She took a deep breath.

It’s okay, it’s okay, Ai Qing, it’s okay, don’t worry.

But how can you not worry? How could it not be affected.

olo and the bosses entrusted to their team, so trust, but at this time because of themselves. She couldn’t imagine the scene of All and tens of thousands of fans scolding in the live broadcast room, nor could she imagine that the shy and serious man of bug was broadcasting the game seriously, but the screen was full of swear words by Dt and K&K fans…

It’s all because of her.

Next week is the Beijing Finals. For Slide and All, maybe this is their last chance to hit the world championship. No one knows that by next year, any of the five members of the first team will be forced to retire because of their decline.

E-sports is not an exam, miss this one, and there is the next one.

Just like Xiaomi…Even though there is such a good opportunity as P, but no longer has the strength to pursue the championship. Is he not good? Not at all. Before entering the first team, Xiaomi ranked in the top ten in several games on Battle.net, which remained the same until last year.

But by this year he will be completely out of it.

He is only 25 years old.

Such a good project, so many strong teams, only one qualifying place.

Missed it, maybe for a lifetime…

Dt’s hand rolled around her shoulder, trying to touch her face to determine if she was crying.

Ai Qing twisted her head, bit her hand, and resisted, don’t cry.

Don’t cry…