The whole competition circle thinks I am a stand-in [E-sports]

The main venue for the Jok game is also in City A, which is not too far away.The club found a bus and pulled in the entire first team, plus the training team, and now manager Zhong.

Qin Zhiyu felt sleepy as soon as he got in the car. He covered his face with the long-sleeved jacket he had brought because he was afraid that the air conditioner would blow cold in the car, and fell asleep with his head up.

Shi Shen sat next to him, probably very busy with things, set up a small table, put a tablet on it and knocked on it.

Not long after sleeping, I heard Zhong Momo's excited laughter in front of me.

He tore off his coat, looked at Shi Shen sitting next to him with confused eyes, and Shi Shen gave him the same emotional gaze.

Shi Shen turned to the front: "What's wrong?"

"I accepted a business offer for our team!" Zhong Momo held up her mobile phone and showed it to everyone in a rather exaggerated posture.

"Really? Are there any merchants looking for us?" Xiao Yuan took off his earphones, his eyes widened.

When Mars was doing well in the past, he did have a lot of business to do. Among other things, Qin Zhiyu often shot some commercials, and most of the posters on Shishen's wall were shot in this way.

But since I came to Mars in this life, every day except for the training game, or the water live broadcast, others keep silent about business matters, Qin Zhiyu naturally has the right to not know.

Probably because of poor grades, no one came.

Speaking of the strength of e-sports, no matter how many fans there are, no one will buy it if they play like crap.

Who knows if you'll suddenly sell your permanent seat and run away?

"Looking at what you said, it seems like we don't have many people who want us. Mars is a veteran team." Zhong Momo brushed her long hair and said proudly: "It's a very famous hotpot restaurant. I saw the advertising fee. Next, it is similar to the data given before, there has been a bit of inflation in the past year and a half, but it has not reached the point of lowering the price, and the price is still reasonable.”

"The most important thing is that there is a chain store not far from the venue, and we can directly conduct it there."

"I haven't won yet, the celebration banquet is ready first." Xing Tian snorted coldly.

Zhong Momo was taken aback for a moment, not sure what the coach meant, and the tone seemed unhappy.

Zhong Momo didn't know, but Qin Zhiyu knew it well.

Old Xing likes this, it should be called, smelly face syndrome before the game, he believes in the saying that arrogant soldiers must be defeated, and thinks it is a bit metaphysical.

"Leave him alone," said Xiao Yuan, who is also a victim of the bad face syndrome before the game, and he deeply understands the coach's painstaking efforts: "He just likes to be a pressure kid before the game."

"Oh," Zhong Momo understood. Her high school teacher was also in the same style, so she nodded with deep understanding: "Then everyone, cheer for the competition. We will go to the celebration banquet after the competition. The merchant said it will be free!"

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Probably the reason why this alliance is more concerned, even the makeup artist is very serious, sculpting eyebrows, applying foundation, shadowing and applying lip balm, they are almost on the side of idols.

Jiajia Yunting and the others were tossed and slumped on the makeup chair, completely giving up struggling.

Qin Zhiyu and Shi Shen were sitting side by side, and the young lady who put on Qin Zhiyu's makeup held a powder puff and sighed enviously: "It's good to be young, this face is full of collagen, I'm so envious, how old are you?" ?”

Qin Zhiyu was quite uncomfortable with this situation, he shrank back, and only smiled politely: "Eighteen."

The young lady who made up made a voice of envy and jealousy, and she was doing homework while putting on makeup for him: "Oh, this face always feels like water can be pinched... I heard that the people in your competition circle are not very old, but you have a lot of experience in relationships. You Have you ever had a girlfriend?"

Qin Zhiyu, a generation of peony, dared not say anything when faced with the approach of the opposite sex, and just wanted to shake her head, but felt that she was not very active while putting on makeup, so she replied softly: "No."

"Oh." The makeup artist lady nodded, and then asked quite openly, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

Qin Zhiyu: "..."

Shi Shen, who had been silent by the side, spoke out, his tone probably not very happy: "This is a player's privacy issue, so it's better not to ask?"

Qin Zhiyu's heart skipped a beat, he wasn't sure if it was the young lady's fault, it reminded the boss of his "concubine" who had been dead for more than a year.

The makeup artist lady seemed quite understanding. She gestured "ok" to Shi Shen and continued her work. By the way, she also wanted to teach Qin Zhiyu some skin care secrets. Staying up all night and radiation ruining it.

In the end, he had to leave his contact information for Qin Zhiyu, which meant that he wanted to continue to develop.

But before the meaning of this red line was drawn, it was severed by Shi Shen.

"Give me the contact information. If there is any skin care problem in the team, I will consult you in time." Shi Shen stepped forward and took the business card that the makeup artist sister wanted to hand to Qin Zhiyu. What else did she want to say? Before that, he took Qin Zhiyu and left.

"It's okay, Boss, you don't have to worry." Qin Zhiyu was dragged away by Shishen, while secretly looking at his expression: "I know our team can't fall in love, and I won't give up playing games just to fall in love... "

Shi Shen stopped and looked back at him steadily: "I didn't mean that."

what does that mean?

Qin Zhiyu looked at Shi Shen in confusion, wondering if the boss, a General fan, would force himself to be General's widow?

He thought about it carefully these days, and felt that since he couldn't think of any better reason, he might as well just admit the version that the boss had in mind. He seemed to be very receptive, and he could think of such stories.

At most, General's reputation in the heart of the boss has declined, but General, himself, is gone. What's the use of having that invisible reputation?

Thinking of this, Qin Zhiyu couldn't help sighing, and said sincerely: "Actually, although I really have nothing to do with General, I have always been with him in my heart... so in fact, since then, I have nothing to do with him." Boss, you don't have to worry too much about this."

Shi Shen's grip on Qin Zhiyu's wrist froze, and the young man in front of him with a red mole who looked very much like his idol was actually as frustrated as he thought, because of the sudden death of his idol.

Originally, he denied it in every possible way, but today he suddenly told him the whole thing.

He felt that the blood vessels in his body were freezing bit by bit, and the hoarseness in his throat made it difficult for him to deceive himself.

At first he thought it was Xiao Qiyu who was chasing him, but now it seems that he is all self-indulgent.

How can a living person beat a dead person?Although Xiao Qiyu meant his wishful thinking, but according to General's personality, how could he let someone he doesn't like be associated with, and even give him an inheritance worth millions.

Not to mention those extremely similar living habits...

Shi Shen closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down, but found that his heart was so cold that it was almost freezing.

"Very good." Shi Shen opened his eyes and let go of his hand.

Although Qin Zhiyu heard the boss's words of praise, he didn't look happy when he heard the boss' tone.

If the Shishen sound before was like whiskey on ice shaking in a wine glass, now it probably means that there is only ice left in the glass.It's cold.

"Before you said at least after the end of the summer game, why now..." Shi took a deep breath and fixed his eyes on Qin Zhiyu.

However, this person who had a great influence on his mentality didn't even know his intentions, which made him feel uncomfortable even in his heart.

Qin Zhiyu didn't understand, but he still explained: "I figured it out. Instead of procrastinating, it's better to say it all at once, and it will save you from worrying too much, boss."

Shi Shen lowered his eyes and repeated his words: "Don't worry about me...you are right."

The game is about to start, and the number of people in the stadium is gradually increasing. The two of them standing here in their team uniforms are particularly conspicuous.

"Xiao Xiao! Boss! What are you two doing here? The old torturer is calling!" Not far away, Xiao Yuan caught sight of the two people who were stuck in the same place, felt anxious, and quickly beckoned them to come over.

"Boss, the game is about to start." Qin Zhiyu reminded.

"Let's go." Shi Shen took a step ahead of him, walking in front, cutting a way through the crowd.

-

"Today's make-up artist's skills are good, and I feel like I can attract a wave of fans again." Xiao Yuan stroked his hair in front of the reflection of the monitor, and put a layer of hairspray on it, so he couldn't move it.

"You sat next to Shishen and Xiao Xiao, and you still want to attract fans?" Xing Tian shattered his fantasy mercilessly.

"Try the wheat first, brothers." Jiajia reminded.

Qin Zhiyu connected to the upstream ring, opened the game, and put on the earphones: "Hey, can you hear me? How's the volume?"

"Okok." Xiao Yuan's voice came from the earphones: "My voice should be fine, you all say something."

After Jiajia Yunting finished talking one by one, Shi Shen said, "Is the voice okay?"

Qin Zhiyu turned his head and glanced at him, but he didn't feel any feedback from the boss. He could keenly feel that the boss was not in a good mood, but he didn't know what it was for.

He directly grabbed Shi Shen's hand: "Boss, is it okay?"

Shi Shen pulled his hand out of his hand, adjusted the position of the earphone, his brows and eyes were cold, and his voice was like ice cubes soaked in lemonade: "I'm fine."

That hope is really okay.

Xiaoyuan obviously sensed the low air pressure around Shishen, glanced at Qin Zhiyu suspiciously, and asked in confusion, "Why do you feel that the boss is not in a good mood? Is it an illusion?"

"I've always been like this." Shi Shen bluntly rejected Xiao Yuan's question, and even boosted morale in turn: "Don't underestimate the enemy, and don't be afraid, we have studied their style of play thoroughly."

"At least give me some trust in this coach, okay?" Xing Tian held the splint in his hand and patted it in his hand: "Tell me what you want to play later, and I will try my best to be satisfied."

"Coach, last time I said that I wanted to play side-by-side, what did you backhand choose for me? The trust level has been overdrawn." Xiao Yuan didn't believe it.

The activity of the team was at least awakened by Jiajia and Xiaoyuan, so it wouldn't be too sluggish.

Qin Zhiyu kept looking at Shi Shen's profile.

Of course he won't let his state affect the game, but the boss obviously has a bit of grievance in his heart. Could it be that he said something wrong again?