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

No matter what, Ye Qian naturally wanted to win in his heart.

Even if the team he is currently in is about to cause him to have a nervous breakdown and die suddenly, he has even planned to pack up and leave when the game is over.

This has nothing to do with being impulsive or not. Ye Qian felt that even if he calmed down for another year or so, he would still make such a decision, and maybe this decision would become more firm as time went by.

But then again, as a professional player, Ye Qian's professional ethics had to force him to sit here and continue to finish the game in an orderly manner, starting well and ending well.

Not for anything else, after all fans are innocent, he has to be worthy of them.

But unfortunately, the end result is not so satisfactory.

3:0

Perhaps this is a reasonable thing for Ye Qian, but when the score fell from the sky to the top of the sky, Ye Qian was still in a daze.

Standing in front of his seat, he just stared straight at the five people walking towards him, shaking hands with him one by one.

Especially when Shen Youzhu walked over, even though the two of them shook hands for only two or three seconds, it still gave Ye Qian an unforgettable feeling.

...or it is more appropriate to say that it is a psychological shadow.

There was a smile on Shen Youzhu's face, the slightly raised corners of his mouth and his slightly contemptuous eyes pierced Ye Qian's heart.

This is a very standard way to look at the defeated opponent, and Shen Youzhu is already half a head taller than Ye Qian, so there is a feeling of condescension and condescension.

……

The hand that held Shen Youzhu just now still had a strange and icy temperature, Ye Qian squeezed the corner of his clothes vigorously, turned around, picked up his things and left.

****

From the beginning to the end, Ye Qian didn't even look at the audience again. He couldn't accept the disappointed and helpless eyes of the audience, and he didn't want to use this method to remind himself of what happened on the field just now.

Even in the third game, the coach finally hit the south wall and turned around, giving Ye Qian a DPS hero. Even though Ye Qian lived up to his mission and played the highest DPS of the team, he was powerless.

Ye Qian also wouldn't take the record as a reason to excuse himself.

"League of Legends" is a team game, lose is lost.

All five lost.

****

After stepping off the stage, Ye Qian quickly packed up his things and left the venue alone.From the beginning to the end, no one in the whole backstage said anything to him, and no one wanted to reach out to stop him.

Let Ye Qian just walk away without looking back.

It was getting dark outside, Ye Qian put his hands in his coat pockets, sniffed and looked around. Just as he was about to lift his legs to walk to the subway station, he suddenly heard movement behind him.

"Xiaoqian, you have to work hard."

"Don't be sad...keep working hard..."

It was the voices of two girls.

In fact, Ye Qian was already the first one to come out, even the audience wished he had already arrived at the entrance of the venue with his bag on his back before the show ended.

Because Ye Qian thought that by doing this, he could escape the despairing and stressful eyes of the fans, but in the end Ye Qian found that he was still too naive.

The voices of the two girls were a little timid, as if they wanted Ye Qian to hear it but were afraid that Ye Qian would feel bored after hearing it.

Because Ye Qian has always given fans the impression that he is a bit cold and unpredictable, so when encountering this situation, it is inevitable to feel a little scared while being excited.

Ye Qian turned his head back, and there were two little girls standing behind him a few steps away, holding the support cards he just bought from the door in their hands, one with Ye Qian's name on it, and the other... Liu Xu of.

Ye Qian took a breath, and unconsciously clenched his fist in his pocket.

"thank you all."

Finally, Ye Qian forced himself to laugh, and at the same time as he laughed, Ye Qian suddenly felt that his eye sockets were wet.

For a moment, he even wanted to sit down with the two girls and talk.

I also want to go blind.

In the end, Ye Qian obediently stretched out his hand to stand up the collar of his jacket, pulled the zipper to the top, shrunk his neck, turned and left.

*****

In M City in May, the coolness in the air had already receded, but Ye Qian still had a hard time feeling the slightest bit of warmth from it.

Taking the subway back to Yinbei District alone, Ye Qian didn't go in the direction of the SFG Club. Instead, after wandering around the street for a long time, he casually found a roadside Malatang and sat down.

He doesn't want to go back to the club. If he can, he even wants to never go back for the rest of his life from now on.

The malatang restaurant Ye Qian came to had a delicious smell, and he could smell it from the next street, but it didn't actually arouse Ye Qian's greediness.

I came here mainly just to have a place to sit.

To be honest, whether it's hot pot, Malatang or other similar one-pot stew, Ye Qian basically only likes to eat Chrysanthemum chrysanthemum fish balls and quail eggs, and most of the other things are dispensable.

After picking things from the refrigerator and handing them to the boss, Ye Qian found a corner and sat down.

The team uniform Ye Qian was wearing had been changed long ago, and now he was wearing a denim jacket casually brought out from the club. On the one hand, he was afraid that passers-by would recognize him, and on the other hand, it was mainly because Ye Qian felt Kind of disgusting.

This disgust comes from his heartfelt resistance to SFG.

*****

Ye Qian didn't order many things, so it was served quickly. When the boss smiled and put a bowl of hot Mala Tang in front of Ye Qian, Ye Qian was watching Weibo hot searches about today's game.

#SFG lost#

#TSG won#

The overwhelming scolding made Ye Qian seem to have installed a jammer, so he didn't even notice that there was a bowl of Mala Tang in front of him, and when he couldn't take it anymore and didn't want to look at it anymore, he almost threw his phone into the bowl.

"Oh fuck!"

Ye Qian was taken aback, stared round at the bowl of Mala Tang in front of him, and quickly grabbed the phone firmly.

*****

As the champion team of the LPL Spring Split, the celebration banquet at night is definitely indispensable.

But to be honest, Shen Youzhu doesn't really like this kind of messy occasion where a group of people get together, talking is loud and eating is not enjoyable.

So halfway through the meal, Shen Youzhu used the excuse of sobering up from the hangover to go outside for a couple of laps by himself.

The location of this hot pot restaurant is not too far away. If it weren't for the fact that the boss booked the place today, the business should be pretty good. After the reservation, there are not many cars parked outside the door.

Opposite the store is the moat river, surrounded by stone fences. Although it is still in the so-called fishing ban period, the riverside is not so deserted, and the bustling people are all passers-by.

Shen Youzhu leaned on the fence and looked towards the other side of the river with his face in his hands. He could vaguely see a few stores. Behind the stores should be some old-fashioned houses. There were white or yellow lights in the windows, full of the breath of life.

After standing for a while, Shen Youzhu turned around and was about to find a place to sit down, but he saw someone was already sitting on the chair behind him.

The man lowered his head, as if he didn't realize that someone was looking in his direction. After wiping his eyes with his sleeve, the man sniffed again.

Tsk, isn't it a coincidence?

It wasn't long before the finals ended, and it was far more than making Shen Youzhu forget who this person was. Even if the team uniform was changed, the pants on the lower body can always be regarded as evidence.

Shen Youzhu froze for a moment, then turned around and leaned against the stone pillar, just looking at this man, a little curious about when he would find himself if he didn't speak.

To be honest, Ye Qian really regrets that he drank those two bottles of beer when he was full.

It's fine now, I don't want to vomit, but the main reason is that I don't know what's going on and I keep crying, and I can't stop it.

There was a buzzing in his head, and the only thing left was the disgusting sentence Liu Xu said this morning.

This was the first time Ye Qian had such a big emotional fluctuation since joining the team, but he was still nesting by the river alone.

I don't know how long it took to wipe the tears with his sleeves, and it took two or three sheets of paper to blow his nose before Ye Qian was willing to raise his head, but it didn't matter that he raised his head, and he was almost scared.

I saw Shen Youzhu leaning his back against the fence, leaning his elbows on the fence and looking at himself with his head tilted, with a long and thin cigarette that was about to burn out in his mouth.

In Ye Qian's eyes, the warm yellow street lamp landed on Shen Youzhu's delicate and handsome face like a chasing light.

……

……

Ye Qian quickly stood up with a "thump", but after feeling dizzy for a while, he sat back on his buttocks intact.

How embarrassing how embarrassing the scene is.

The main reason is that Ye Qian is more embarrassed here.

At this moment, his eye circles were still red, and his nose was still dripping down uncontrollably. Originally, it was already enough to embarrass him in front of Shen Youzhu in today's game, so this is good.

Sleeping barebacked without a quilt, my eyes became big.

On the other hand, looking at Shen Youzhu's expression at this moment, it can be described as full of interest.

He straightened up, put his hands in his pockets, walked in front of Ye Qian in two steps, and slowly bowed his body.

"Well, you."

Shen Youzhu's voice was very low, and his tone of voice had a bit of the Beijing accent of his hometown.

Ye Qian raised his head, to be honest, only the ghost knows how much he wants to pretend that he doesn't know Shen Youzhu now.

But that would only make him look stupider.

"Don't you know what I'm doing..."

Ye Qian plucked up his courage and let out a cold snort at Shen Youzhu, then turned his body slightly to the other side.

He doesn't really want to have any visual contact with Shen Youzhu now, it's uncomfortable.

Shen Youzhu was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened half a circle: "Hey, you are still very fierce."

Ye Qian didn't say any more, just wrapped his coat tightly.In fact, he is still a bit timid. After all, standing opposite is LPL's well-deserved mid laner.

But Ye Qian tried his best not to show it, because he would rather be an emotionless killer than a counselor.

The riverside in May is still a bit cold, especially after sitting for a long time, the small wind blowing is not much stronger than the wind in the twelfth lunar month.

"Do you think I'm special?"

I don't know how long he held it back, but the emotionless killer still asked this question out of his heart.

Because before the game, Ye Qian had already heard that in order to attract the attention of the audience, the outside e-sports media deliberately made a big noise about himself, such as genius rookie, father-type mid laner, etc...

And these gimmicks must have reached Shen Youzhu's ears more or less.

But today, it can only be said that Ye Qian used his strength to tell his opponent how capable these media are.

"If you have to ask," Shen Youzhu sighed, tilted his head and said calmly: "Then I will have to sit here and cry again."

Ye Qian's pupils trembled slightly.

"Why bother."

Shen Youzhu smiled.

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