[E-sports] On the road is not a two-way road!
53 See you in 3 month
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The fact that He Qingyang was suspended is already a firm fact.
Under the strong request of Manager RY, he had to move himself in today without a few days' luggage and then move out again.
He swiped his card to enter the base, and the black mask tightly covered his face.
All the way straight to the bedroom that he spent a lot of time cleaning, Jiang Sizhen followed him step by step, He Qingyang couldn't help but turn his head, with a bit of blame in his tone.
"Why do you have to follow me? I don't have much luggage..."
He Qingyang struggled to take out his room card and entered the door, still muttering non-stop.
"You underestimate me, don't you? Although I usually don't like to exercise, I still have the strength to carry a suitcase..."
He Qingyang glanced into the room, and suddenly changed his face. His figure blocked the door, and Jiang Sizhen couldn't see through him at all.
"...?" Jiang Sizhen was a little puzzled.
"I suddenly remembered something very important." He Qingyang smiled reluctantly. He grabbed Jiang Sizhen's arm and wanted to take him out of here.
He Qingyang turned around when he heard his second most annoying voice recently.
"Yo, isn't this He Qingyang? Why are you avoiding me so much?"
"Is it because you don't want to see me, or—are you guilty?"
The tone of this voice was high, and it sounded extremely uncomfortable and arrogant.
He Qingyang endured it, and unconsciously increased the strength of pulling Jiang Sizhen's arm. Just as he was about to close the door, the person in the room started talking again.
"He Qingyang, He Qingyang, I really didn't expect you to be such a person—"
"You can't even call it 'revenge' on me, you are 'revenge'."
"Last time, I was afraid that you would be hungry at night, so I specially gave you a bucket of instant noodles. As a result, you will trip me up in the competition, won't you?"
Wang Feng was sitting on He Qingyang's bed, his muddy sneakers laying loosely on his neat bed sheet, and the dirty muddy water haloed into crumpled and crumpled stains on the sky blue bed sheet.
He Qingyang grabbed Jiang Sizhen who was going forward to defend him, and said seriously: "I didn't intentionally trip you up, you should know that the glass of water I poured for you didn't add anything."
"Brother Wang," he explained sincerely, "you know my character, don't you think I would do such dirty things?"
Wang Feng snorted coldly when he heard the words: "I haven't met you a few times, how can I know your character?"
At that time on the competition stage, he was furious for a while, and without thinking too much, he bit He Qingyang tightly, saying that his stomach problem was related to He Qingyang.
But last night he had a really bad stomachache, so he quietly went to the small clinic for a checkup.The doctor said that he had a sudden stomach problem caused by irregular work and rest and bad eating habits, and he would be fine after a few days of self-cultivation.
Wang Feng felt guilty when he heard the news.He originally planned to clarify this fact for He Qingyang when his stomach was not so cramped.
But ah, Wang Feng's eyes flashed a very light and fast apology, and soon turned into that angry and accusing face.
But the He Qingyang incident brought him too much traffic and attention.
His Weibo followers went from thousands to [-] in an instant, and countless netizens supported him under his Weibo, telling him not to retire.
This is really a lucky buff that fell from the sky for an "e-sports old man" who has been tepid for many years and is very eager for popularity.
He became greedy.He was unwilling to retire quietly like this, and He Qingyang just gave him a chance.
Wang Feng squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Sizhen behind He Qingyang. He must seize this opportunity now.
"Isn't this Jiang Sizhen?" Wang Feng quietly turned on the phone's recording, pretending to be surprised, "Why are you with He Qingyang?"
What he asked was ambiguous.It sounds like they are asking how the two of them got to the RY base together, but in fact there is another mystery.
As expected, He Qingyang was hooked, and the eyes of this young top laner were full of disappointment.
"I misunderstood you."
Wang Feng didn't take it seriously, so if you admit your mistake, just admit it!But what does it mean to look at people with such disappointed eyes?
Wang Feng hated this kind of look the most. Obviously He Qingyang didn't do well in the arena, so why should he look at him like this? !
Why should he be disappointed? !
The monstrous malice and anger surged up to his heart, Wang Feng's weak and thin face flushed instantly, and he gritted his back molars vigorously.
"Hurry up and take your things away," he said mockingly, "You are a top top laner who has been suspended for three months, our little temple like RY can't afford it."
He slowly got off He Qingyang's bed, and his sneakers made a few dirty footprints on the bed sheet.
"Here," he pouted towards the bed, "Go and tidy up."
He Qingyang didn't react too aggressively yet, but Jiang Sizhen behind him looked furious, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to have a fight with Wang Feng.
Wang Feng didn't take it seriously, this Jiang Sizhen was a jungler, he was still too young and had no experience at all, as long as someone took a picture of his current aggressive appearance, it would become a trending search.
Hot searches like "Jiang Sizhen didn't respect his seniors and fought Wang Feng because of He Qingyang".
"Forget it." He Qingyang stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Sizhen, put his arm around Jiang Sizhen's waist, and said soothingly, "It's okay, I don't care about it..."
Only then did Jiang Sizhen lose his temper, and Wang Feng felt very sorry for this, as if he saw a bloody head slipping away from his eyes.
But he had no choice but to watch the two silently pack their luggage, and finally walked out of the room with a large suitcase.
He Qingyang also turned his head and smiled at Wang Feng. He threw the bed sheet that was trampled by Wang Feng into the trash can, and mouthed a few words.
If Wang Feng is not mistaken, it should be——
"See you in three months."
Heh, the young man is really ambitious, so what if we see you in three months?The version of the competition is ever-changing, and there are many talented players. How can you, a "Yanghuang" who has left a stain on history, pull out any big tricks? !
Wang Feng scoffed, not taking He Qingyang's words seriously at all.As soon as the two of them left, he took out his mobile phone, looked at the background of his Weibo, and saw the data that he had never dared to think about, his face was full of joy.
"I didn't expect that I, Wang Feng, would be famous one day!" Wang Feng laughed so hard that his stomach hurt from laughing, and he stopped laughing slowly.
When he became a professional player, he was in an era where gods were born in large numbers.And he didn't have any outstanding talent, so he quickly disappeared from the crowd and became one of the countless players that the audience couldn't remember.
He is very jealous of He Qingyang and Jiang Sizhen, these two people are obviously so young, and they obviously performed so poorly in the S7 World Championship, but they have a very wide reputation that he can't catch up with -
Why? !
The fact that He Qingyang was suspended is already a firm fact.
Under the strong request of Manager RY, he had to move himself in today without a few days' luggage and then move out again.
He swiped his card to enter the base, and the black mask tightly covered his face.
All the way straight to the bedroom that he spent a lot of time cleaning, Jiang Sizhen followed him step by step, He Qingyang couldn't help but turn his head, with a bit of blame in his tone.
"Why do you have to follow me? I don't have much luggage..."
He Qingyang struggled to take out his room card and entered the door, still muttering non-stop.
"You underestimate me, don't you? Although I usually don't like to exercise, I still have the strength to carry a suitcase..."
He Qingyang glanced into the room, and suddenly changed his face. His figure blocked the door, and Jiang Sizhen couldn't see through him at all.
"...?" Jiang Sizhen was a little puzzled.
"I suddenly remembered something very important." He Qingyang smiled reluctantly. He grabbed Jiang Sizhen's arm and wanted to take him out of here.
He Qingyang turned around when he heard his second most annoying voice recently.
"Yo, isn't this He Qingyang? Why are you avoiding me so much?"
"Is it because you don't want to see me, or—are you guilty?"
The tone of this voice was high, and it sounded extremely uncomfortable and arrogant.
He Qingyang endured it, and unconsciously increased the strength of pulling Jiang Sizhen's arm. Just as he was about to close the door, the person in the room started talking again.
"He Qingyang, He Qingyang, I really didn't expect you to be such a person—"
"You can't even call it 'revenge' on me, you are 'revenge'."
"Last time, I was afraid that you would be hungry at night, so I specially gave you a bucket of instant noodles. As a result, you will trip me up in the competition, won't you?"
Wang Feng was sitting on He Qingyang's bed, his muddy sneakers laying loosely on his neat bed sheet, and the dirty muddy water haloed into crumpled and crumpled stains on the sky blue bed sheet.
He Qingyang grabbed Jiang Sizhen who was going forward to defend him, and said seriously: "I didn't intentionally trip you up, you should know that the glass of water I poured for you didn't add anything."
"Brother Wang," he explained sincerely, "you know my character, don't you think I would do such dirty things?"
Wang Feng snorted coldly when he heard the words: "I haven't met you a few times, how can I know your character?"
At that time on the competition stage, he was furious for a while, and without thinking too much, he bit He Qingyang tightly, saying that his stomach problem was related to He Qingyang.
But last night he had a really bad stomachache, so he quietly went to the small clinic for a checkup.The doctor said that he had a sudden stomach problem caused by irregular work and rest and bad eating habits, and he would be fine after a few days of self-cultivation.
Wang Feng felt guilty when he heard the news.He originally planned to clarify this fact for He Qingyang when his stomach was not so cramped.
But ah, Wang Feng's eyes flashed a very light and fast apology, and soon turned into that angry and accusing face.
But the He Qingyang incident brought him too much traffic and attention.
His Weibo followers went from thousands to [-] in an instant, and countless netizens supported him under his Weibo, telling him not to retire.
This is really a lucky buff that fell from the sky for an "e-sports old man" who has been tepid for many years and is very eager for popularity.
He became greedy.He was unwilling to retire quietly like this, and He Qingyang just gave him a chance.
Wang Feng squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Sizhen behind He Qingyang. He must seize this opportunity now.
"Isn't this Jiang Sizhen?" Wang Feng quietly turned on the phone's recording, pretending to be surprised, "Why are you with He Qingyang?"
What he asked was ambiguous.It sounds like they are asking how the two of them got to the RY base together, but in fact there is another mystery.
As expected, He Qingyang was hooked, and the eyes of this young top laner were full of disappointment.
"I misunderstood you."
Wang Feng didn't take it seriously, so if you admit your mistake, just admit it!But what does it mean to look at people with such disappointed eyes?
Wang Feng hated this kind of look the most. Obviously He Qingyang didn't do well in the arena, so why should he look at him like this? !
Why should he be disappointed? !
The monstrous malice and anger surged up to his heart, Wang Feng's weak and thin face flushed instantly, and he gritted his back molars vigorously.
"Hurry up and take your things away," he said mockingly, "You are a top top laner who has been suspended for three months, our little temple like RY can't afford it."
He slowly got off He Qingyang's bed, and his sneakers made a few dirty footprints on the bed sheet.
"Here," he pouted towards the bed, "Go and tidy up."
He Qingyang didn't react too aggressively yet, but Jiang Sizhen behind him looked furious, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to have a fight with Wang Feng.
Wang Feng didn't take it seriously, this Jiang Sizhen was a jungler, he was still too young and had no experience at all, as long as someone took a picture of his current aggressive appearance, it would become a trending search.
Hot searches like "Jiang Sizhen didn't respect his seniors and fought Wang Feng because of He Qingyang".
"Forget it." He Qingyang stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Sizhen, put his arm around Jiang Sizhen's waist, and said soothingly, "It's okay, I don't care about it..."
Only then did Jiang Sizhen lose his temper, and Wang Feng felt very sorry for this, as if he saw a bloody head slipping away from his eyes.
But he had no choice but to watch the two silently pack their luggage, and finally walked out of the room with a large suitcase.
He Qingyang also turned his head and smiled at Wang Feng. He threw the bed sheet that was trampled by Wang Feng into the trash can, and mouthed a few words.
If Wang Feng is not mistaken, it should be——
"See you in three months."
Heh, the young man is really ambitious, so what if we see you in three months?The version of the competition is ever-changing, and there are many talented players. How can you, a "Yanghuang" who has left a stain on history, pull out any big tricks? !
Wang Feng scoffed, not taking He Qingyang's words seriously at all.As soon as the two of them left, he took out his mobile phone, looked at the background of his Weibo, and saw the data that he had never dared to think about, his face was full of joy.
"I didn't expect that I, Wang Feng, would be famous one day!" Wang Feng laughed so hard that his stomach hurt from laughing, and he stopped laughing slowly.
When he became a professional player, he was in an era where gods were born in large numbers.And he didn't have any outstanding talent, so he quickly disappeared from the crowd and became one of the countless players that the audience couldn't remember.
He is very jealous of He Qingyang and Jiang Sizhen, these two people are obviously so young, and they obviously performed so poorly in the S7 World Championship, but they have a very wide reputation that he can't catch up with -
Why? !
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