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

Ye Qian was taken aback by Shen Youzhu's words.

The feeling of wanting to refute but not knowing how to open his mouth made him want to scold himself for asking such a self-defeating question like he was full.

The smile on Shen Youzhu's face made Ye Qian feel ashamed. He stood up from his seat, shrank his neck into his collar, and was about to leave with his hands in his pockets.

But I don't know if it was because of the sudden onset, or because of the alcohol in his body, after Ye Qian stood up and took two steps forward, he suddenly felt dizzy, and he leaned back uncontrollably.Fortunately, Shen Youzhu on the side reacted quickly, and directly reached out his hand to support Ye Qian's head, and grabbed the collar to straighten up.

"Are you trying to blackmail me or something..."

After watching Ye Qian stand still, Shen Youzhu couldn't help asking.To be honest, he was indeed a little scared by Ye Qian's action just now.

"Dinner is too salty tonight, and I'll kill you to play with you." Ye Qian's mood can be said to be in a bad mood now, and after standing still, he straightened his collar which he didn't know was messed up.

Shen Youzhu didn't say much, and took two steps back with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Why are you so angry, you, you can't afford to lose."

"No." Ye Qian lowered his head and kicked the stone next to him with his toe, "It's so funny, it's no news who loses to you."

If it wasn't for the two extra bottles of beer that he drank while eating Malatang, Ye Qian might not dare to talk to Shen Youzhu in such a weird way now, after all, he is a senior no matter what.

But now, Jiu Zhuang is cowardly.

Seeing that Shen Youzhu was about to say something, he suddenly heard someone calling Shen Youzhu's name.

"Hey Boss Shen, why are you wandering here all the time!" The person named Shen Youzhu is TSG's ADC Hu Yiyao, "I'm back, the boss said that I want to take pictures, so I'm missing you!"

Just as Shen Youzhu wanted to agree, he saw Ye Qian standing in front of him.

After hearing Hu Yiyao's voice, Ye Qian didn't intend to stay, and he walked away in the opposite direction without waiting for others to come over and say hello to each other.

In Ye Qian's thinking, he felt that it would be fine to be humiliated by one person, but if two of them came together, Ye Qian would probably turn himself into a steam locomotive.

"Who?"

Hu Yiyao came to Shen Youzhu's side, looked at Ye Qian's back as he walked away, and asked curiously.

"Ye Qian." Shen Youzhu smiled.

"...What a coincidence," Hu Yiyao was taken aback for a moment, and then tiptoed towards the direction Ye Qian left: "Isn't their base on Puxin Road? How did they come here?"

"Who knows." Shen Youzhu said while rubbing the back of his aching hand, the effort to grab Ye Qian just now was a bit too much.

It was a coincidence that Hu Yiyao saw this action, and then frowned: "Don't tell me that you hurt your hand again after a while, see if the steel nail fell out?"

"No," Shen Youzhu shook his head, with a helpless expression, "Tell me how precious you are."

"Then do you think that Miss Shen's name is a vain name?"

"Drink some wine and start again, right?" Shen Youzhu narrowed his eyes, stretched his legs and pushed Hu Yiyao's ass with his knee.

Hu Yiyao quickly took two steps forward, smiled and waved his hands.

******

It was almost twelve o'clock when Ye Qian returned to the club.

During the period, Coach Wang called Ye Qian twice, but Ye Qian didn't answer them.

Because Ye Qian knew that if he picked up the phone in his state at that time, there was no other possibility other than having a big fight with the coach and breaking up.

Now after a few hours, Ye Qian's mood has calmed down a little, and he almost knows how to face the group of people in the club, including Liu Xu.

After entering the building, the first thing Ye Qian went to was the training room.

Because according to the usual practice, this time should be the time for the coach to hold a meeting with the players.

After putting on his team uniform again, Ye Qian stood at the door of the training room and took a deep breath, before pushing the door and entering without knocking.

Sure enough, the room was full of people.

In addition to the four players, one substitute, and the coach sitting in the main seat, three analysts and Manager Zhang were also present. Without exception, everyone's face was ugly, like an eggplant beaten by frost.

If it was before, when Ye Qian opened the door and found that everyone had arrived but he was late, his ears would turn red in almost no time.

But now, Ye Qian just glanced at them indifferently, and then walked in so full of attention, without even the slightest apology on his face, walked to his empty seat, picked up the chair legs with his feet, and pushed the chair towards him. The crowd moved outside, and then sat down.

"What are you doing!" It was the coach who spoke, and the anger visible to the naked eye was approaching the area where Ye Qian was: "I didn't answer the phone, and I'm coming back for a meeting after the game, don't you know?"

"I don't want to open it." Ye Qian raised his head, his tone full of indifference.

"This is something you don't want to drive?!" The coach slapped the table angrily, scaring the substitutes next to him, "If it wasn't for you, we would have lost so badly today?! Now you fucking And it looks very hanging!"

What what what?

Ye Qian, who was originally calm, was taken aback for a second, and he had to react for two seconds whether he had heard it wrong or the coach was crazy.

The last scene where I hit an output of [-] against the wind from the beginning to the end is still vivid in my mind, but now I still have to put the shit pot on my head? !

The most ridiculous thing is that none of the living people in the room refuted it.

But soon, Ye Qian's staring eyes returned to their normal state. Compared with fighting this scoundrel to the end, he now looks forward to some earth-shattering quatrains from this coach.

Sure enough, when the coach saw that Ye Qian did not refute, he became more energetic.

"Ye Qian, I want to ask you now, what the hell do you think you are?!"

Ye Qian didn't answer.

"talk!"

The coach began to be unreasonable.

Ye Qian raised his head after being yelled at, his expression was nothing special, but his tone was a bit lazy: "Your team's unlucky mid laner, what else could it be?"

While speaking, Ye Qian stretched his left hand forward on purpose, as if to let the coach see clearly, and then used the other hand to start point by point from the thumb of his left hand.

Point to thumbs up.

"This is AD."

Point to the index finger.

"This is auxiliary."

Tap to the middle finger.

"This is the mid laner."

Point to the ring finger.

"This is jungle."

Point to the pinky.

"This is the top order."

Then, Ye Qian smiled and took all his fingers back, leaving only his middle finger on the outside, and stretched out in front of the coach again: "Do you understand this time?"

……

At that moment, Ye Qian seemed to hear a gasp in the room, and it wasn't just one person.

No wonder, I am afraid that looking at the whole team, people who dare to give the middle finger to the coach, especially those who give the middle finger in front of everyone, except for today's Ye Qian, will definitely not be able to get a second one.

At this moment, Ye Qian's face not only did not show the slightest timidity, on the contrary, he was a little happy.

He stood up slowly, unzipped the zipper of his SFG team uniform jacket, and stretched it in front of the coach with his index finger on the collar.

"Pooh."

Afterwards, the team uniform in his hand fell straight to the ground following Ye Qian's words.

Ye Qian put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned around and walked to the back door of the training room, kicked the door open without saying a word, and walked away arrogantly.

"He, he's crazy..."

"This……"

"This is too awesome..."

At this moment, the coach sitting in the seat is basically inferior to the Hulk Hulk in the cartoon, his face is green with purple, and purple with black.

He stood up with a "Teng!" and was about to rush out without saying a word, but in the end he was stopped by Manager Zhang.

"What are you doing!"

"I have to fucking educate this lawless little brat!"

"Sit back!" Manager Zhang yelled angrily: "If you dare to go out now, I will call the police in the next second!"

The coach was taken aback by Manager Zhang's words.

"Sit down, you guys continue the meeting, I'll go talk to him." Manager Zhang frowned: "He's outrageous, and you guys are outrageous in today's competition! Don't avoid the important things for me!"

"Hurry up and start a meeting!"

*****

When Ye Qian left the training room, he didn't go back to his room, instead he just stood in the corridor leaning on the window sill.

Because Ye Qian knew in his heart that after he made such a fuss, someone in the room would definitely chase him out. This person must be Manager Zhang if he is not the coach. Just chase it out like this, otherwise, if anything happens, he will be the troublemaker.

Sure enough, the representative they sent in the end was Manager Zhang.

Ye Qian watched him walk towards him step by step, but he didn't intend to go forward to greet him.

"Ye Qian, what exactly do you want to do?"

Manager Zhang's tone was still calm, but it was not difficult to feel that he was actually trying his best to restrain himself.

"I'm in a bad mood after losing the game," Ye Qian said, hiccupping, "Let's vent."

"Taking it out on the coach? Or are you crazy in this situation?"

Ye Qian shrugged with a smile, tilted his head and did not speak, nor did he show any regret or timidity.

"I know, this is the first time you have experienced the finals in your career, and I know that it is really difficult to accept this result," Manager Zhang took a breath, "But this is not the reason for you to bully the teacher, do you understand? Jia Yin told me just now that you were swearing at him during the game, is this something you should do as a youth trainee?"

Ye Qian doesn't know where he got his good temper, willing to listen to this manager Zhang talking so much nonsense with him. The club decided to buy Cui Wanqing and let him sit on the bench, 80.00% of this decision was made by Manager Zhang proposal.

Even if it wasn't his proposal, if he hadn't raised his hands in favor, the matter would never have developed to the point where it is today.

"Manager," Ye Qian took a breath, finally put away his sloppy look, and rubbed his nose, "To be honest, if you don't believe in my ability from the beginning, then you won't believe me at all. There is no need to promote me from the youth trainee to the team."

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean best," Ye Qian laughed, fixed his eyes on Manager Zhang, and pointed to the ground: "I mean, I don't want to stay in this place anymore."

Ye Qian always hated being passive, so instead of waiting for a while to be ridiculed by this group of people and arranged to leave the team or sit on the bench, it would be better for him to leave by himself.

"You want to leave the team?" Manager Zhang narrowed his eyes, but he didn't panic too much. On the contrary, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had expected Ye Qian to do this.

"How are you going to pay the 50 liquidated damages?"

"50?" Ye Qian raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, there is no less than 50 yuan." Manager Zhang said, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious. It felt like a man with green eyes watching his prey step into his trap step by step. Bad Wolf: "What are you going to do?"

Maybe he thought that once the figure of 50 was said, Ye Qian would be so frightened that he would quickly give up.

But what was never expected was that Ye Qian's next state appeared as if he had been expecting this sentence for a long time.

"Not a single point less... Tsk tsk tsk," Ye Qian raised his head and stroked his hair back, and finally couldn't help laughing, and continued after laughing for a long time: "I hope this 50 miles can hold you all." Future mental damage expenses."

"What do you mean?" Manager Zhang frowned and suddenly became nervous.

"In order not to meet again on the field..." Ye Qian said, narrowing his eyes and leaning his face in front of the coach.The manager was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped back half a step.

"Scared you to death."

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Although it has already been written in the copy, I still want to remind the little cuties, although this article is clearly offensive, it is a bit strong~