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two months later.

Wearing a pure black matte short-haired wig and carrying a leather briefcase, Chi Xiansheng dressed in formal attire and rang the doorbell of the JFY base.

"You... who are you looking for?" Baozi's surprised voice came from the doorbell hole.

He took off his black mask and showed a smile that he had practiced in the mirror for a long time, "I made an appointment with Manager Song at ten o'clock this morning to meet at the JFY base to discuss the signing of the contract."

When the iron gate slowly retracted to both sides, Baozi's voice trembled, and he stammered and asked: "Chi, Chi team, you you you, you sign JFY?!"

"Yes."

Sitting upright in the manager's office, Chi Xiansheng took out a stack of paper profiles from his briefcase, turned them upside down, pinched the sides with both hands, handed them to the coach and manager across the long table, and said unhurriedly, "I'm in fpp mode." Ranked No. 3 on the Asian server in solo queue, top [-] on other servers, with an average damage of more than [-] per game, above. This is the past record and ID card. You can take a look. I only signed a contract with STAR, and it has been terminated peacefully. If there is no problem, It went from retirement to transfer."

The coach picked up his information and looked through it carefully.The manager poured the hot tea into the ceramic cup until it was [-]% full, and put it by his hand, "Can you tell me the real reason? Since I received your call a month ago, I've been in disbelief until now."

"Congratulations on your recovery." The coach said, "We welcome outstanding players like you, but you were still an opponent who had a hard time fighting in the last game. You were the captain, and now you suddenly changed your attitude. do you accept?"

He thanked the two of them, and smiled slightly, "There is no question of whether it is acceptable or not, I joined JFY to—"

Halfway through the conversation, the closed office door was suddenly pushed open.

Qi Ye came in with a sullen face, stopped by the table, glanced lightly at the information on the table, "The first team is full."

"I can be a substitute." Chi Xiansheng replied calmly, clenched his hands into fists and rested his knees, he was already mentally prepared.

"There are already two, no need."

"Are they better than me?" He stared at the white porcelain cup in front of him, raised his hand to straighten his wig, "It's better to play a round, if I lose—"

Qi Ye raised the corners of his lips, and asked with a smile: "Do you understand?"

When you are annoying, you can't act like a baby, crying will only make you more disgusted, but you can't control it.He lowered his head, covered his eyes with his hair, and responded softly, "Hmm... I don't understand."

"Speak up if you have something to say." The manager quickly said, "Qi Ye, did you just wake up, you are so angry about waking up, you are old, and you still have trouble with others. Drink a cup of chrysanthemum tea to relieve your anger?"

"Get out." Qi Ye's voice was hoarse.

With his mind blank, it seemed that upon hearing these two words, Chi Xiansheng opened his mouth. Unknowingly, the flat cuffs were pinched into thin folds, which was a bit ugly.

He quietly tidied up the stack of papers scattered on the desktop, it doesn't matter if it doesn't work this time, there will be a next time.He calmly wiped off the water marks around his face, and raised his head as if nothing had happened. The coach and manager left at some point, leaving only him and Qi Ye in the room.

It was only later that I realized that the word 'go out' was not meant for him.

When the mood eased, Qi Ye put his arms around his shoulders and asked, "Do you know how hard I scolded me whenever I made a mistake in the game, training and live broadcast, and I couldn't accept a harsh word. With this appearance, you still want to be my team member? "

"It's acceptable, you can scold me whatever you want, as long as you don't hit me." Chi Xiansheng sniffled, and the more he spoke, the more sad he became, and he gave up on himself and tore off the last fig leaf, "Also, I'm not like this, I'm a bald man."

Qi Ye corrected slowly, staring at him closely, "Chi Xiansheng, what do you look like, I can't hold any emotion in my heart."

"Liar." He pursed his lips, unable to believe a word, "You wear that dress that says 'I'm too handsome and you don't deserve it' printed on it every day."

"Put—" Qi Ye let out a low growl, then stopped abruptly, remained silent for a while, and frowned, "That dress couldn't be worn 800 years ago and was thrown away."

Unable to answer, he responded dryly, "Oh..."

Relatively speechless, after a cup of tea, Qi Ye suddenly said, "Does it hurt?"

Chi Xiansheng looked dazed. During his recuperation period, Qi Ye was playing in the rematch. Maybe he was proud of the game but frustrated with the schedule.He followed up the competition every day, left messages on his trumpet and private messages to cheer for him, and rewarded hundreds of thousands, but his trumpet didn't dare to mention a word.

I thought I wouldn't care...

Qi Ye said in a low voice: "There's also the matter of washing tattoos, forget it, my weather is not good, and I am impulsive."

"No." Chi Xiansheng shook his head, muffled, "I want to feel everything you have experienced."

Waiting alone, the same pain, every word I said, the place I went, the clothes I wore, the same water glass... One thing counts as one.

"Pool sticky?"

Qi Ye suddenly spoke with a hoarse voice, he suddenly raised his head, and hummed dumbly.Qi Ye had already come to his side, raised his palm, stroked the side of his face, and stroked slowly and carefully.

The eyes are gentle, like the glittering snow that quietly melts under the sunlight at noon in summer.

"What is your relationship with that woman?"

"It doesn't matter." He caught Qi Ye's eyes and replied in a daze.

"Cold?"

"You are here, not cold."

Qi Ye's fingertips brushed against his earlobe, "Don't you like drinking milk?"

"like."

"With such a large appetite, sooner or later my family will be poor."

His ears became feverish from being rubbed, he closed his eyes without moving, and whispered, "What do you give, what do you eat."

"The wound hurts, give me a blow?"

"call--"

"Call your husband to listen."

"..."

Qi Ye squeezed his face hard, raised his eyebrows, "Hurry up."

"...Old...Grandpa..." He bit his lower lip tightly and was about to cry QAQ

"Sit in my car, can you let me stand up?"

"Whatever..." He straddled Qi Ye's lap, with his head pressed against his chest, and he was forced to speak in a low voice while hiccupping.

Qi Ye raised the corner of his lips, "Your wrist is thin, suitable for binding."

"Change... hiccup... another day."

"Would you like some buns?"

"...Hi...at night." He bumped Qi Ye's chin once, hiccupped uncontrollably, his eyes were red, and hit again.

"I don't want to scratch without hair, go to bed early?"

"But... um... I don't have any." He raised his head and looked at Qi Ye sadly, "I don't have any hair... hiccup!"

Qi Ye laughed so hard that his chest kept vibrating. He raised his hand to rub his head, which was as smooth as a boiled egg. The hand felt good, and the more he touched it, the more he liked it.

At this time, a cold mechanical voice suddenly sounded in the room, "Defying the sky and changing fate successfully bound... Loading..."

Startled for a moment, Qi Ye asked hesitantly: "Did you hear any sound?"

Chi Xiansheng nodded, "Your Chi Sticky said that he likes you very much, the kind of love that he will take you to pick the stars when he grows little wings."