Little handsome guy, don't run away [e-sports]

During the time period of TSG's exclusive interview, the reporters present should be regarded as the most among these few interviews. I saw countless machines and equipment piled up in front of a long table, and the photographers behind were in a hurry. Everyone wanted to find one. The most perfect angle recorded the entire interview.

The reporters in front of the cameraman held up their microphones eagerly waiting for the nine TSG members including the team leader and translator to take their seats, as if they were about to take a step forward at any time.

Ye Qian can't be in the mirror, so he can only find a small corner that doesn't attract much attention and sit down, silently watching these few people who seem to be the focus at any time.

For a moment, Ye Qian remembered that he had naively fantasized that one day he would sit in the interview room of the S game with a few players from SFG, listening to the reporters eagerly proposing that he had prepared carefully. Good question, what is the goal of this year's S game, who is the opponent I want to meet the most, what expectations do I have for myself, what do I want to say to my fans...

Looking back now, it's somewhat ridiculous.

The thoughts in his head were drifting aimlessly and cluelessly like a seaweed, Ye Qian suddenly heard a burst of "tsk tsk tsk" in the middle of the chaos, that very standard teasing puppy sound like.

Ye Qian subconsciously wanted to find the source of the sound, but at a glance he saw Shen Youzhu sitting in the middle of the nine people. Coincidentally, Shen Youzhu was also turning his head to look at him with a smile on his face.

No need to ask, the "tsk tsk tsk" must have come from his mouth.

Ye Qian frowned to express his dissatisfaction at being teased like a dog.

The two looked at each other for a few more seconds, seeing that Shen Youzhu didn't intend to turn his head back, let alone communicate with himself, so the expression on Ye Qian's face finally changed from displeasure to helplessness , and then asked with mouth: "What are you doing..."

Even though Ye Qian didn't make a sound, the witty Shen Youzhu still effortlessly understood what Ye Qian wanted to express. Just as he was about to answer, he suddenly heard the reporter on the opposite side raise the microphone: "Then the interview begins now, the first A question, Myth, is your hand injury better recently?"

Unprepared to hear someone mentioning his name, Shen Youzhu, who was still obsessed with teasing Ye Qian a second ago, was taken aback, and the cheap smile on Ye Qian's face disappeared in an instant, and he panicked He turned his head back: "Ah? What did you say?"

Ye Qian, who was still very unhappy, sat in the back and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The reporter who asked the question naturally also noticed this awkward interaction, so he suppressed a smile and said: "It seems that Ye Qian has integrated into the new environment very quickly."

Ye Qian's eyes widened when he heard this, how could he cue himself?The one making a fool of himself is obviously Shen Youzhu? !

And what does this mean?What does it mean to integrate into a new environment?Didn't he decide to join the team yet? How did he adapt to the new environment?

"Ye Qian is a good player." Coach Ming probably noticed that Ye Qian was flustered, so he quickly took over the conversation, "We will definitely work hard to get Ye Qian to join. This is the current attitude of our team. It can also be reported in the news, but at present these days we mainly want to focus on the game."

The reporter was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing this, Ye Qian was relieved.

When he raised his head again, Shen Youzhu didn't look at this side anymore, leaving him with only a well-proportioned and straight slanted back and half of his face.

Sometimes Shen Youzhu would turn his head and talk to Fang Haoman beside him, so half of his profile would become the whole profile.

It felt like Shen Youzhu was showing off his 360-degree beauty with no dead ends.

Under the thin coat is the outline of Shen Youzhu's strong but not exaggerated back muscles. Shen Youzhu has a little bit of butterfly muscle, especially when wearing summer team uniforms, the outline will be more obvious.

In the end, Ye Qian still didn't have time to ask Shen Youzhu about his hand injury, or to be precise, he was unwilling to ask, because it would always make him seem to be very active.

Even if Shen Youzhu himself doesn't think like Ye Qian, it still makes Ye Qian feel uncomfortable.

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Looking into it carefully, Ye Qian never seemed to think things so complicated when facing anyone since he was a child. He asked whenever he wanted to, and he didn’t ask if he didn’t want to. Ye Qian never cared about whether he took the initiative or not.

But when he came to Shen Youzhu's place, Ye Qian became hypocritical inexplicably, a little curious in his heart, but because of face, he would rather suppress his curiosity.

Ye Qian suddenly remembered that his teammates always said he was a strange person.

At first Ye Qian was not willing to listen, but now he felt that although this group of people didn't know him well, maybe they had something to say.

It's weird everywhere.

Strange personality, strange disposition...

orientation……

Also strange.

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After the TSG group visit, the first match of MSI had already started. The two wild card teams played in full swing and full of passion, leading to screams on the field.

In the early stage, the red team's blade dancer Irelia was crazily restricted by the blue team. After 15 minutes of the game, the first blue buff hadn't been obtained yet. Wandering in the middle lane, he wished he could stick to Daomei's face to output, and was lucky to pick up a wave of double kills from the bottom lane when he suppressed the small twenty knives.

Became a fat and oily father figure on the court.

After coming out of the interview room and returning to the backstage, several members of the TSG team stared at the backstage screen for a while while packing their things.

"The strength of the wild card team is really getting stronger every year." Cheng Yaofei sighed.

"I feel that there is something wrong with the jungler of the red side," Peng Pai frowned, "Why didn't the blind monk jungler get a dragon in the early stage of this version? This is too..."

"The blind monk was arranged by the first-level regiment." The analyst Zhou Liang interjected beside him. The manager just told me he's here, just off the plane."

"Hey, he knew he was coming..." Coach Ming snorted angrily, "Those who didn't know thought they ran away with my sister-in-law."

"It's okay, it's okay, the game hasn't started yet." Zhou Liang smiled at the side, "The main thing is that the team's affairs have not been dealt with? As for him, he should finish the important things first, and leave a A lot of things rushed over."

"Yes, yes, no one is as busy as him." Coach Ming sat on the seat, habitually touched the cigarette in his pocket, and then put it back.

Knowing that Zhou Liang was brought into the team by Xu Yichen, he must talk to Manager Xu about everything, and Ming Mao is not willing to argue with him.

"Go back to training, and go to the battlefield tomorrow afternoon." After sitting for another 5 minutes, Coach Ming stood up and pushed Peng Pai who was closest to him and had already carried the backpack out of the door. "Hurry up, the time is just now." Money, rich landowners."

"Okay, okay, now."

I feel that in Mingmao’s mouth, the names of this group of team members can change from time to time. Today they are rich men, tomorrow they can become little bastards, and the day after tomorrow they may be little bastards. It’s all possible. Change.

And everyone is surprisingly docile, and no one has ever had any objections to these titles.

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The main arena is not too far from the hotel where they are staying, even if the traffic jam time is included, the driving time is no more than 10 minutes.

When I came back, it happened to be in time for dinner, and several people discussed to eat something from the restaurant near the hotel.

During the banquet, Shen Youzhu was the first person to put down his chopsticks and say that he was done eating, and let everyone eat slowly. He was going to make a phone call, then turned around and left with his mobile phone mysteriously.

After Shen Youzhu left, a bunch of people on the table were discussing who Shen Youzhu was calling so mysteriously. Some said it was his girlfriend, some said it was her boyfriend.

No matter how a group of old men gossip like this, it must be regarded as a scene.

At first Ye Qian didn't really care much, and didn't participate in the discussion. After all, he lived in the same room with Shen Youzhu for so long, and he didn't notice any sign of Shen Youzhu falling in love.

After 5 minutes, Ye Qian wanted to get up and go to the bathroom for convenience. When he walked to the bathroom, he saw the empty sink at Shen Youzhu Station, with one hand holding the phone and the other in his pocket, pacing back and forth He smiled and said something to the phone.

……

Ye Qian seems to seldom see Shen Youzhu showing such a gentle smile, the one he has seen the most should be a smirk, but at this moment, Shen Youzhu's expression is spoiled like a different person, plus the fine details of the incoming leaf The soft voice in Qian's ear seemed to warm up the phone.

Is it possible that those people are really right...?

Ye Qian pondered in his heart, but he didn't dare to stay longer, let alone listen to what Shen Youzhu said to the phone, so he just opened the door and went into the men's bathroom.

There is an inexplicable feeling in my heart.

Ye Qian vaguely remembers that Shen Youzhu joined the professional team at the age of 17, and it has been five years so far, from being a fledgling player to becoming a god in the first battle, and now becoming the target of countless mid laners... Along the way, Everyone felt that Shen Youzhu seemed to have everything around him, but they had never heard of him being in love.

There are a lot of gossips, but the traces of something out of nothing are so obvious that no one wants to believe it.

But now, Shen Youzhu suddenly looked like this...

Ye Qian has never been a fan of anyone since he came into contact with the game "League of Legends", and he is even more indifferent to the private life of professional players, but for some reason, Shen Youzhu's inexplicable phone call at this moment can make his thoughts suddenly Flying from now to when Shen Youzhu was 17 years old...

Perhaps this is the charm of the altar person, a random change will cause waves.

Besides... this change is not considered casual.

Ye Qian is not curious about who is the person who can make Shen Youzhu, who has guarded his body like a jade for four or five years, break his guard and move his heart, who is the one who gave birth to such a flowery and jade-like appearance, but is a little worried that if he really falls in love, can Shen Youzhu still be in this state? If you can keep it up, will you fall from the altar?

Really just worry about this.

Really.

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Shen Youzhu held up the phone just now, and seemed to vaguely see Ye Qian pushing the door into the men's room behind him from the vanity mirror on the sink.

The look is not quite right yet, and I don't know if it has been held in for too long.

"Brother Zhuzi, when will you finish the competition..."

From the other side of the phone came an extremely immature child's voice, even so tender that people would not be able to tell whether it was a boy or a girl at first glance, Shen Youzhu's heart would melt when he heard it.

"I'll be back on the 27th. Count five days on your fingers." Shen Youzhu smiled, "Xiao Ke, remember to call me uncle next time."

"Remember Brother Zhuzi!"

"...Aren't you stupid?" Shen Youzhu smiled helplessly, "Little fool."

"I'm a little fool, then you're a big fool!" Xiao Ke was so happy that he felt as if he had taken advantage of a huge advantage.

Shen Youzhu sometimes felt that his eldest nephew was good at everything, but he absolutely couldn't suffer a little bit from his mouth. This Shen Youzhu never knew who he was following.

Up to now, although I still don't know who to follow, I found that Ye Qian also seems to have this problem.

Maybe these two people will become friends in the future.

"Xiao Ke, has mom been to the hospital recently?"

"No, mom said she was busy..." Xiao Ke said, "Aunt Jiang was always there, and Aunt Jiang stayed with her all night yesterday."

Shen Youzhu froze for a moment, and the expression on his face became a little ugly.

After a pause for a few seconds, Shen Youzhu returned to his previous state, and said softly: "Xiao Ke, uncle will give you 1 yuan in a while, and [-] yuan will be given to Aunt Jiang, and the rest will be spent by you and grandma." good?"

"Aunt Jiang's salary for this month, uncle, you have already given me, so you don't need to pay any more!" Xiao Ke's upright and lively tone made Shen Youzhu unable to help but want to follow the phone to rub his always red face Son.

Shen Youzhu smiled: "Take it if you want, but don't let mom know about the money, baby?"

"Understood." Xiao Ke managed to call him the right address this time, but his tone suddenly weakened, "By the way, Uncle... a few days ago, someone went home again..."

"..."

"I came to find my mother again..."

"Are you asking for money again?"

Xiao Ke didn't speak anymore, Shen Youzhu guessed that he probably nodded on the phone, but he didn't consider whether he could receive it at all.

"Uncle, I'm afraid..." Xiao Ke's voice became smaller and smaller, as if she was holding back her tears, "Come back soon, okay..."

"Xiao Ke, I'll go back when I finish the game." Shen Youzhu felt distressed, but he didn't know how to express it, he could only ask in a panic, "Aunt Jiang will send you to school for a while, understand? "

"Well, I know," Xiao Ke sniffed, "Uncle, don't worry."

Shen Youzhu was helpless, carefully thinking about whether to invite another aunt to take care of Xiao Ke every day, and Aunt Jiang was probably too busy to take care of her mother... Just thinking about it, Shen Youzhu hung up the phone in a daze.

After putting away the phone, he sighed deeply, and was about to go back when he suddenly heard the sound of the toilet door opening.

Then Ye Qian came out from inside.

Seeing this, Shen Youzhu turned around and walked over to put his elbow on Ye Qian's shoulder habitually. He wanted to say "a coincidence", but he didn't expect that Ye Qian didn't wait for him to speak, and directly held Shen Youzhu's hand in an annoyed manner. The hand was thrown down.

"Hiss—!" Shen Youzhu gasped, "Master, I'm in pain!"

Ye Qian panicked when he heard the sound, and turned his head to find that he was shaking Shen Youzhu's injured hand, and a sense of guilt surged into his heart.

"If you want to play for me, just tell me..." Shen Youzhu smiled wryly, "What are you doing, the steel plate in your bone was thrown out and crushed you to death."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I..." Ye Qian was so panicked that he didn't dare to talk back to Shen Youzhu, so he quickly took Shen Youzhu's hand and looked at it.

Although a very conspicuous scar is not shocking, it is indeed ugly enough on this slender and delicate hand.

Ye Qian was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Shen Youzhu as if he suddenly thought of something.

"You, your hand... how did you do it...?"