Help me up, I can still deliver

Come.

The appearance of familiarity, seems to have become accustomed to it.

When he took out a thin quilt from the cabinet and put it on the sofa, Han Zexing's rusty brain finally understood.

"No, no, no." Han Zexing felt hypocritical when he refused, and he couldn't help feeling drowsy. When he saw the simple sofa bed appear, almost every cell had added weight, and his eyes were so heavy. want to close.

Zuo Zhou completely ignored his polite refusal and prepared the things.

"The air conditioner may be a bit cold. I'll call you later. If you wake up first, call me." Then, he closed the door decisively.

Clean and neat, giving no time to react.

The lounge is simple and quiet, with only a little light from the window at the top.

Han Zexing had no reason to pretend at all, and threw himself on the sofa bed, wanting to sleep.

Just casually, squint?

In fact, dreaming is very strange. Sometimes you can clearly know that it is a dream, but you can’t wake up. The whole person follows the camera like a bystander, recreating the stories that happened in a realistic way.

like now.

Han Zexing looked at the two people chatting happily in front of him, wearing the clothes he was most familiar with, and he could tell at a glance which roles they belonged to.In reality, it's just an ordinary 3D game, but in the dream, it's like a holographic movie. The characters' characteristics are so real that they don't need any special titles to show their identities.

Even if the dream could never see the face of the person in front of him clearly, he knew who it was in his heart.

Long-haired shawls, wide-sleeved gowns, and black and purple color schemes are consistent symbols of game characters, and he can remember clearly even a back view.

Han Zexing stood behind him, like a ghost, who heard him say to the person in front of him.

"He's really disgusting enough to pester me every day."

Oh.

"I'm a straight man, how could it be possible, he's just rich and stupid."

Ok.

"Anyway, it's cheaper for others to put it outside. It's better to spend money on me. Doesn't he like me? In this way, he can enjoy himself, and I can also have fun."

That's it.

Those chat records that confuse black and white and exaggerate the truth, changed from simple screenshots to words spoken by the person himself, and the voice was as unscrupulous as chatting and teasing each other on the YY voice channel.

Maybe it was because of the dream, Han Zexing was very calm in his heart, quietly watching them chatting and laughing, as if showing the secret chat process in the game.

He just felt that he was really sorry for the great game time that he liked this kind of duplicity.

Is there anything you can't say directly?

Be sure to pretend in front of him that the two are intimate and share similar interests, and ask for some monetary benefits by the way, and then turn around and talk to others as a joke.

This kind of double-faced behavior, on the contrary, brings out the frankness and cuteness of the person who spoke badly to him from the beginning. If you hate him, you hate him, and you don't bother to spend any more time pretending to like him.

While positioning himself as a unique bosom friend to cater to, he said disgusting words to people who had nothing to do with him and felt like he was going to be infected.

It was like rehearsing a super-drama across the century, and in the whole illusory world, he was the only one who insisted on acting in his true colors.

"Is it interesting?" Han Zexing felt that he had spoken, but the person in front of him didn't respond, "I already know, stop pretending."

The voice was intermittently disturbing, and even he himself was not sure if he really said it.

The man turned around suddenly, still with a sincere and sincere tone, as if the person who said those vicious words was not himself.

He said, I am very worried about your current situation, and I still like you.

"Xingze?"

When Han Zexing heard the familiar voice, his mind went blank, his eyelids were too heavy to open, but he could feel that someone was in front of him.

The cheeks are covered with warm palms, and the corners of the eyes gently slide over the fingertips.

"Why are you crying?" the voice asked softly.

☆, end

Han Zexing, who was not particularly sad, suddenly became very vulnerable when he heard these words.

He couldn't even recall what he had dreamed of, only the heavy sadness in his heart remained, as if he had forgotten some important things, and all he wanted to do was hold the person in front of him and cry bitterly.

But he dared not.

Han Zexing rolled over and sat up, carelessly wiping away the tears soaking from the corners of his eyes.

"Is it time?" He asked, deliberately pretending to rub his eyes when he just woke up, to hide his embarrassment that he fell asleep and cried.

"No." Zuo Zhou stood up and picked up the kettle from the table, "I'll get the computer."

The hot water filled in the morning is still warm, and poured into the glass in hand, it is just a palatable temperature.

"Drink a glass of water?" He knelt down and handed the water glass to Xing Ze who was sitting on the sofa. Due to the height of the sofa, he looked up slightly.

"I..." Han Zexing's voice was hoarse with the sadness of just waking up. He felt that he was hypocritical and in great pain. The person in front of him was mature and stable, and his behavior was full of the gentleness he longed for most.

"Thank you, but please listen to me..."

Zuo Zhou looked at him suspiciously, waiting for his words.

"I'm gay, if you don't like me, don't treat me well." Han Zexing took the cup and avoided his gaze.

The water is very warm, relieving the dry thirst brought about by the air-conditioned room in summer, and diluting his depressed mood.But he felt even more sad, and couldn't even muster up the courage to look at the person he liked.

Until the corner of the eye feels the touch of the fingertips.

Zuo Zhou gently wiped away the wet tears from his eyes, and captured Xing Ze's surprised expression in his eyes.

He said: "Maybe I will be busy in the e-sports industry in the last ten years. Every day is not a game but a training. When I am busy, I have no time to go shopping, no regular work and rest, and even no fixed workplace."

Zuo Zhou smiled when he said this: "I will soon quit my job as a teacher, and maybe I will become an unemployed vagrant who is addicted to games. I am very different from Genji who killed the Quartet in the game. I am ordinary, mundane, I don't understand style, my temper is not too good, I don't understand the preferences of young people nowadays, and I have little contact with Two-dimensional things other than games. I have never had time to think about falling in love. I always feel that I have to wait until One day when I lose interest in the world of the game, I will have some free time to plan these."

He stood up, sat on the vacant corner of the sofa, looked at Han Zexing, and said, "But recently, I suddenly feel that love itself is something beyond the plan. Unfortunately, even if I am in a hurry, I often have a relationship between official and private affairs. Struggling back and forth, still don't know how to please the person you like, just rely on your own judgment to find someone to take him to the top, invite him to watch the game..."

"But..." Zuo Zhou said with a deep smile and troubled face, "He doesn't seem very happy."

Han Zexing was stunned by the shock. He felt that he should say something, but he couldn't make a sound. The person in front of him said a lot of words, and his voice was soothing and calm, but he could hear his heart beating like a drum, and his body was screaming and piercing. The blood spurting from the skin was boiling, and even the tinnitus became more acute.

Zuo Zhou liked his appearance very much, his eyes were wide open, and his dark eyes reflected his malicious smile.

"Do you understand Xingzhe?" Zuo Zhou looked at Xingzhe with a surprised face, but still couldn't help ripping the messy hair around his ear, "I want to know what you like, and what you have to do to make you feel Happy, after all I don’t know anything about games other than games.”

"I, I'm very happy!" he said, feeling himself jumping up with excitement, "I like playing games, and I like watching games!"

Zuo Zhou approached deliberately and asked, "Then do you like me?"

"like!"

Zuo Zhou smiled as pleased as if a teacher asked a student to answer a perfect score, and reached out to ruffle Xingze's soft hair.

"Have you rested yet? Let's go, let's go and see the scene."

Cheng Liang, as a fan who saw Kang Ming with his own eyes, felt that he was very general.

There was no screaming or swooping, and he even perfectly caught the computer bag thrown by Kang Ming, dutifully performing the role of a dumb assistant.

Because, he was so shocked by the male god's beauty that he could speak, and even wanted to take out his phone, and read Kang Ming's previous statement on Weibo explaining why he didn't turn on the camera.

"Ordinary passers-by have no good looks. Walking on the main road and blending in perfectly with the crowd, opening a camera with no ornamental appearance is a waste of a foot of screen space. Friends who want to see what I look like turn their heads and come on the street. Often it's all my shadow."

The original sentence says so.

fraud!

If the streets are full of Kang Ming's looks, there is no need to invent any compliments, ordinary is the best description of handsome.

If there were to be a reason for Kang Ming not to turn on the camera, it must be that he was so handsome that he was afraid of being attacked by surprise when walking at night.

Staring at Kang Ming's back, Cheng Liang could clearly recall the shock of opening the door just now.

The three-dimensional silhouette that is rare in Asians, the light brown eyes shining with amber luster, the black eyelashes seem to have the color of sunshine, but exudes a cold breath like winter, and the aura of "don't disturb the idlers" in his body makes the whole space Solidified in the room.

"Who are you?" Kang Ming frowned slightly, full of disgust, "Where's Lao Zhou?"

With a strong northeast accent, it really is his favorite Kang Ming.

Zhu Nai thought that Kang Ming would be very difficult to deal with, so he prepared three explanations, but when the other party heard that Zuo Zhou couldn't get away, he followed him obediently.

Apart from asking Cheng Liang to open the door with his bag, he didn't do any arrogant behavior, so overall it's not bad?

"Slow down, I'm motion sick."

Zhu Nai: ...

As a result, the originally slow speed became even slower, and was almost overtaken by various passing vehicles. Then, under Kang Ming's command, it slowly arrived at the International Convention and Exhibition Center.

Han Zexing's image of Kang Ming collapsed the moment he saw him, and instantly felt that inviting Kang Ming to be the commentator would be one of the biggest highlights of the Shuguang Cup.

The technical explanation of the male gods is enough to support the entire appearance.

"Old Zhou, you are finished, I want to hack your team." Standard Mandarin.

Zuo Zhou smiled and said, "Entertainment team, please show your respect."

Kang Ming glanced at the person behind him. He was young, unfamiliar, and a stupid person who had not experienced the baptism of society. At first glance, he was not the staff of the venue.

"Who is this?" With a strong northeast accent.

Han Zexing found Kang Ming's setting from the familiar language switching style, and finally understood the first possibility of not turning on the camera that those fangirls and fans discussed——

I'm afraid that everyone won't be able to control it and become a terrible illegitimate meal.

"Xingze." Zuo Zhou casually held Han Zexing's shoulder, pulling him back to reality, "Angel, the one with immortal heroes."

"Oh." Kang Ming raised his eyebrows and elongated his voice, "So you know each other."

Zhu Nai walked up to Zuo Zhou with a smile on his face, gritted his teeth as if explaining something important, and said to Zuo Zhou in a low voice: "Can you stop talking, brother, Dongyue and MAKI have been waiting for two hours, and they are about to explode."

Then he stepped aside politely, waiting for Zuo Zhou to ask Kang Ming Buddha to take a step forward.

Although Zuo Zhou felt that there was no need for him to be nervous, Dongyue and MAKI were old partners for many years. , Kang Ming still needs to appear, so that the two can adapt to the rhythm of the third party as the protagonist.

"Let's go, I agreed to be your guide throughout the whole process, and I will be the last pawn before the game." Zuo Zhou signaled, and stretched out his hand to make way for the passage, "Mr. Kang Ming, please."

The commentary room was narrower than Han Zexing imagined, because of the presence of cameras and computer screens, the small space was filled to the brim, leaving only the commentary desk for three commentators to sit.

As the one with the longest legs in the trio, Kang Ming naturally sat in the middle, which was particularly eye-catching.

"You seemed dumbfounded just now."

Han Zexing didn't realize the hint of the thigh at all, and asked in a low voice in surprise: "Is Kang Ming a mixed race?"

His own words were ruthlessly ignored by the angel, and Zuo Zhou couldn't help but feel that his anger came too quickly, and said, "He should be an authentic Northeast person, he doesn't like others to say that he is of mixed race."

"Ah, I didn't stare blankly." Han Zexing suddenly came back to his senses and realized what he was saying, "I think he is different from what I imagined."

"What about me?" he asked.

Han Zexing thought for a while, and said seriously: "He is more handsome, handsome, mighty and domineering than I imagined."

If it weren't for the serious discussions in the commentary room, he would definitely not be able to help but laugh out loud.

Xingze's tone was solemn and serious, just like an exam answer, Zuo Zhou was about to say something when the phone rang suddenly.

"Well, okay." Zuo Zhou simply received the caller's message, answered in a low voice and hung up the phone.

"let's go."

"Huh? What about Cheng Liang?"

"He and Zhu Nai will accompany Kang Ming all the way, trust me." Zuo Zhou put his arm around Xing Ze's shoulder and dragged him away forcibly.

Kang Ming's light brown pupils swept away, watching the two intimate people disappear through the door, and then turned his attention back to Dongyue who was speaking.

Han Zexing followed Zuo Zhou in confusion, feeling that he had really played the role of the mascot perfectly, and was taken away by Zuo Zhou.

The venue of the Dawn Cup was extremely grand, and the shadow of Overwatch's propaganda can be seen everywhere. Most of the staff are young people, and occasionally old people are seen.

An offline competition is more complicated than Han Zexing imagined. Apart from the things that can be seen in front of the stage, it is more about the preparation work behind the stage.

"Because the Shuguang Cup is going to be a series of events, after obtaining the authorization from Blizzard, we will not stop at holding a one-time competition." Zuo Zhou helped Xingze get a glass of water at the water dispenser, "The first offline competition The preparations are a bit hasty, and some links must be confirmed in person. Therefore, I may be much busier than mere contestants.”

"Thank you." Zuo Zhou touched Xingzhe and handed him the water.

Zuo Zhou sat beside him, looking at the ready-made main venue. All the monitors started to display different CG animations, and began to test the performance of the external monitors of each competition computer. Echoed in the venue.

As the earliest audience in the venue, they watched the host come out from behind the scenes and communicate with the director about details.

"E-sports is a vibrant industry. Professional players are very young. Because their careers are very short, they are particularly brilliant." Zuo Zhou's voice was not loud, but it was enough for Han Zexing to hear through the soft background music between the venues. Clearly, "They are competing on the same stage, no less than any other sports players, and a game full of vitality has unlimited potential."

"I'm making a bet."

"Betting on Overwatch can be an opportunity to develop e-sports, and more people who have little knowledge of e-sports will participate, just like you."

There was a smile in Zuo Zhou's eyes, and Han Zexing was attracted by the bewitching brilliance reflected by the light, and couldn't move his eyes away.

He said: "I thank Blizzard for creating this game, and I thank you for choosing this game."

"Because of you, I see more possibilities."

The background music of the venue suddenly became full of fighting spirit, and the rehearsal entered the final stage. The host walked out from behind the stage, and said with everyone's expectations——

"Welcome to the scene of the first Overwatch Dawn Cup competition!"

The author has something to say: It's over, thank you all _(:зゝ∠)_ for writing so purely, I just want to drive.

Thanks to Blizzard Dad for creating this game, at least I like it very much.

People who have never cared about e-sports become a spectator of domestic and international competitions on time, and feel that people in this industry are super great.

Professional players in their teens and twenties are working hard for their dreams and are super passionate. The people who hold these events backstage have put in infinite energy.

The game is still the most refreshing from the perspective of a professional player, so the manuscript "E-sports is not live broadcast" will still write from the perspective of a professional player, but I am not sure when I will be able to open the hole. Basically naked.

Maybe by the time I post it, all the domestic teams will have C position Hanzo (laughing and crying), and then go abroad to be able to go back and forth with the Korean overlord (crying loudly).

I have been writing slowly for so long, maybe I will just drive an indescribable car (not related to this article..), Weibo will notify you when the time comes, please compliment me! (???)

See you on Weibo when you open the next article, ID: The words of life and death remain the same

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