Figure Skating: Waltz on Ice

Du Liangchen glanced at him indifferently and said, "There are no senior brothers in sports e-sports!"

"Are you... serious?" Yuan Wenjie was speechless for a moment after being confronted with his sharp words.

Du Liangchen shrugged, shaking off his hand, and continued his attack: "You've already broken through my defenses? You didn't hold back at all when you were killing me and laning against me, senior brother~"

Yuan Wenjie's cheeks burned as he was told this. Thinking about how he had just taken three of Du Liangchen's lives, he was so embarrassed that he curled his toes into the ground, not daring to look at him.

"You killed me twice, so we're even, aren't we?"

Du Liangchen held up his index finger and shook it, "If we calculate it this way, it's not even yet. You still owe me a head!"

Mei Jing had been keeping a sullen face since Yuan Wenjie started pestering Du Liangchen. She listened quietly to the two bickering, then stomped past them angrily.

Du Liangchen's eyes flickered. She wanted to catch up with him, but found that they were already outside Studio 3. It seemed that she could only coax him after the recording was over.

As soon as they entered, they were greeted with enthusiastic applause. Whether it was out of politeness or genuine enjoyment, Du Liangchen was very happy because they had won.

Since everyone had to play at least once, it was inevitable that someone would play at least two rounds. Everyone had a general idea of ​​the strength of the ten people, and soon someone invited Yuan Wenjie and Mei Jing to play the second round.

Since no one was looking for him, Du Liangchen calmly watched the other contestants compete and waited for the recording to end.

Mei Jing refused to go on stage a second time, sitting next to Du Liangchen with her fists clenched tightly.

Du Liangchen knew he was angry, so he could only subtly nudge him with his foot as a silent attempt to appease him.

He suddenly regretted participating in the show. He was already so exhausted on the first day. If things continued like this, their relationship might break down before it even ended.

He couldn't understand why Mei Jing, who was gentle to everyone, harbored such hostility towards Yuan Wenjie.

Mei Jing didn't treat everyone who spoke to Du Liangchen this way; rather, he knew that Yuan Wenjie's feelings for Du Liangchen were not pure, and that he liked Du Liangchen.

From the first time they met in the dance studio, Mei Jing inexplicably sensed a hostility from Yuan Wenjie. At first, he didn't know what it was, but now he understood.

Mei Jing glanced at Du Liangchen several times out of the corner of her eye and saw that he kept his lips pursed and his eyes were slightly lowered, looking sullen. Based on her years of understanding of Du Liangchen, she knew that he was very flustered at the moment. Heartache overcame her jealousy, and under the pretense of stretching because she was tired of sitting, Mei Jing put her hand on his leg and patted it.

Seeing that he was finally willing to talk to him, Du Liangchen turned off his microphone. Mei Jing also turned off her microphone when she saw him do this.

"I don't like you and Yuan Wenjie being so close!" Mei Jing said directly, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Du Liangchen blinked and paused for a moment, "Why are you so hostile towards him? He's my friend, one of my few friends."

Mei Jing continued angrily, "I didn't restrict you from making friends, it's just that he's no good, especially I don't like him touching you."

Seeing that he was about to explode again, Du Liangchen took a step back and said, "Then I'll be more careful in the future, okay? Please don't be angry."

Mei Jing thought about it and reluctantly agreed.

Du Liangchen looked at him with a wronged expression and said, "Why are you so domineering!"

Mei Jing: "Because it's you, I can't be bothered with anyone else."

Du Liangchen shuddered involuntarily, "How greasy! Don't talk like that again, it's disgusting!"

"Are you looking for a beating?" Mei Jing reached out to hit him.