When Fu Mingyuan came out of the small kitchen, Shen Qi was lying on the bed wearing a bathrobe, the quilt was not covered, his breathing was undulating and calm, and he had fallen asleep.
The hair was still wet.
A strong ginger smell spread in the bedroom.
Fu Mingyuan frowned slightly, put the cup on the bedside table, went to the bathroom to get a dry towel, lightened his pace, supported Shen Qi's neck with his hand, put the towel on the back of his head, sat beside the bed, lightly Gently wipe his hair.
Although the movements were very light, Shen Qi moved his head, probably out of habit, and moved towards Fu Mingyuan subconsciously.
When he met Fu Mingyuan, he stopped again.
Fu Mingyuan's actions paused and frowned.
"woke up."
Shen Qi didn't open his eyes.
"You know that, brother."
He spoke in a nasal voice, and rubbed the side of Fu Mingyuan's leg again, and finally reached out and hugged Fu Mingyuan's waist. ."
Fu Mingyuan stiffened for a moment, then hummed.
"When you finish the game, feel free to touch."
Shen Qi snorted.
Fu Mingyuan said directly: "Not now, your body can't stand it, it will affect the game."
Shen Qi was finally willing to open his eyes, with a little smile in his eyes, he moved his hands dishonestly, just as he was about to speak, Fu Mingyuan held his back with one hand and the back of his neck with the other, and sat up halfway.
"Blow dry your hair." Fu Mingyuan showed no mercy.
He handed him the ginger tea again: "Ginger water, drink it."
Shen Qi licked his dry lips: "I feel like a mental retard who needs to be taken care of now."
Fu Mingyuan stopped for a while when he got up to get the hairdryer, his eyes fell on the neckline of Shen Qi's open bathrobe, his Adam's apple rolled, and he was silent for a moment before answering him: "Well, it needs to be taken care of, but not mentally retarded."
Shen Qi tilted his head back and looked at him with a smile.
Look at his straight back, look at his methodical steps when walking, look at him entering the bathroom from the bedroom, his figure is isolated behind the bathroom door, and he comes out with a hairdryer within half a minute.
In his eyes, Fu Mingyuan was upside down.
He seemed to glow under the light.
Mingming's expression was still meticulous, but Shen Qi felt a gentle smile from the bottom of his eyes, a gentleness that belonged to him alone.
And, his own reflection in his eyes.
It would be wonderful if time could stop at this moment.
Shen Qi felt that his neck was a little sore, and the strength of his waist could not support it, so he adjusted his sitting posture.
After a while, Shen Qi asked Fu Mingyuan to blow his hair while drinking ginger tea.
The mouth is full of ginger taste, although it is really warm to drink, and even feel that the nose is smooth, but the taste is really unacceptable.
After a cup of ginger tea to the end, Shen Qi frowned and dragged Fu Mingyuan's finger on top of his head, which was tugging at his hair.
Fu Mingyuan stopped, trying to help him put away the cup, but was grabbed by the collar.
Shen Qi tilted his head back and gave Fu Mingyuan a long kiss.
There was a blush on the neck that had not been closed before.
Hair is almost dry.
Fu Mingyuan pressed the back of his head repeatedly, holding a hair dryer in one hand.
When it was over, Shen Qi squinted and licked the water stain on his lips.
"That's fair."
Fu Mingyuan's breathing was not very steady. The two had had close contact for a long time, but because of Shen Qi's competition, they hadn't made out for a long time, so they couldn't bear it.
Fu Mingyuan smoothed Shen Qi's hair again, stood up and lowered his head to kiss him on the forehead: "I'm going to take a bath."
Shen Qi licked the corner of his lower lip again, and glanced at the other party with a little bit of interest, looked at the back of the other party who turned around without hesitation, and said with a laziness: "Brother, I heard that there is a good way to treat a cold, just pass it on to you. Now, if kissing doesn't work, you can try something else..."
Fu Mingyuan paused.
"Or, do something that makes you sweat, like some kind of exercise..."
The only answer to him was the sound of the bathroom door closing.
Shen Qi hummed and laughed, and after a while, he laughed again.
When Fu Mingyuan came out, Shen Qi fell asleep leaning on the left side.
It's just that when Fu Mingyuan went into the bed, he subconsciously burrowed into his arms.
After confirming that Shen Qi was asleep, Fu Mingyuan thought about what happened today.
Regarding the matter of Shen Bozong, he learned of Shen Qi's plan from Duan Rong's mouth.
But these things should have been handled by him originally. Shen Qi should concentrate on playing his game instead of being exploited by Shen Bozong again.
This is also due to the poor care of their people.
It's also his fault that he didn't pay attention to what happened on Weibo today.
Fu Mingyuan rubbed his brows, glanced at the sleeping person in his arms, his frowning brows eased, and he sent a message to the hospital director.
The nurse took advantage of her position to harm the patient's personal interests, should be fired, and should never be hired by any hospital.
As for Shen Bozong, since Shen Qi has made a decision, he will let him deal with it this time.
In the early morning of the same day, Fu's Enterprise also released a Weibo.
[Sorry for being late, there is something I have forgotten to announce. The QAQ team is affiliated to the Fu Culture Group. Regarding the personal reputation of the former QAQ team captain Angry, our company will take legal measures. Please receive the following ID in time Lawyer's letter @a lawyer group @QAQ team official Weibo @QAQ team all members @PUBG PUBG E-Sports League official blog]
And Aite has all the IDs that have made offensive remarks on Weibo and on the barrage.
Today's network is already a real-name system.
It's so easy to find someone.
Domestically, the Group B competition has begun.
Originally, those who received the lawyer's letters from Qi's one after another didn't care, thinking that there was no legal effect.
But as soon as Fu's official blog came out, he began to panic.
The Qi family has been very low-key for so many years and has little reputation.
But Fu Shi is different. Because of Fu Mingyuan, many people know Fu Shi. Coupled with the marriage of Fu Zhen and Jiang Chuyao, it can be said that most people on the Internet know Fu Shi.
Fu's lawyers are not for jokes.
Since Qi's side has produced evidence, then this lawyer's letter is valid.
People who did not know that the QAQ team belonged to Fu's family who had spread rumors and followed suit ran to Fu's Weibo to apologize.
Only a few of them went to Angry Weibo to apologize.
It is obviously a popular period for e-sports competitions, but it has to be turned into an "exhibition competition" of Internet keyboard warriors by rumors.
And the people who had been supporting Angry before jumped out and shouted a lot.
Not long after Fu's Weibo was posted, Ji Yin also reposted Fu's Weibo with the text [Don't think that your online violence cannot be punished].
Ji Yin reposted it like this, and many people in the entertainment industry also began to repost it.
Then there are the official blogs of professional teams and personal Weibo of professional players who have no matches today.
"The male god is too rigid..." Lu Tun yawned and touched the small tug on Ye Lai's head, half leaning on the sofa and swiping Weibo with one hand.
Ye Lai was also a little sleepy. Because of Shen Qi's incident last night, a few of them didn't sleep well, so they couldn't go directly to the scene to cheer on M1G today.
"Master is also great." Ye Lai patted Lu Tun's hand on his head: "You are so annoying."
"Master is very powerful, so is Shifa."
Xu Leng was originally liking one by one on Weibo, and when he heard Ye Lai's words, he suddenly raised his head and glanced at him, then lowered his head with a flushed face, and shrunk into the corner of the sofa without saying a word.
He is dirty.
He's done.
Lu Tun gave him a puzzled look.
"What's the matter, brother dog?"
Hearing his name, Xu Leng raised his head again, pursed his lips for a long time, and finally lowered his head again.
Ye Lai shook his head, and the little tug on top of his head shook.
Shen Qi didn't know what was going on at the moment.
When he woke up, it happened to be the last game of Group B.
Fu Mingyuan is having a voice conference.
Compared with the softness when talking to himself, Fu Mingyuan's voice during the meeting was very serious, without the slightest smile.
It is probably about which stars can consider earning studios.
Shen Qi didn't care much about this.
He walked over barefoot, put his arms around his neck from behind and kissed his cheek.
Fu Mingyuan's voice stopped abruptly.
He said a moment to the other side, and then went to help Shen Qi get his shoes and put them on.
Shen Qi kept smiling.
After he helped himself put on his shoes and moved a chair over, he deliberately said slowly, "Husband, are you having a meeting?"
A group of people on the other end of the phone: ...
Du Jing, who was clearly next door but was forced to have a voice meeting: ! ! ! ? ?
Fu Mingyuan's movement of sitting back again stiffened for a moment.
Then hummed.
It's loud enough for everyone to hear.
other people:! ! ! Candy on the spot! !
Usually the boss is always secretly showing off in the studio, forget it!
So blatant today!
I didn't expect the usual serious boss to be like this!
A god can actually call her husband!
"Watching the game?" Fu Mingyuan turned on the tablet, found the live broadcast software unfamiliarly, logged into his account again, clicked into the live broadcast room, and handed it to Shen Qi.
"It's a pity for this wave of M1G! It's a pity that it is three for two, but fortunately, the previous score is still enough, and the top five must be able to!"
Shen Qi raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and chuckled lightly, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.
Fu Mingyuan pressed the back of his head.
Then continue with the meeting.
Then the people on the other side of the meeting listened to the commentary and shouted passionately from time to time, while listening to Fu Mingyuan's calm and calm voice and occasionally asking God A if he wanted something to eat.
It feels a little magical.
The group stage of Group B is over, and M1G happens to be fifth in the group.
Successfully advanced to the Points Promotion Tournament.
Weibo messages that were supposed to be full of celebrations were now covered by the topic #lawyer letter#.
It is still a hot search in the e-sports circle.
…
Rongjing glanced at the Weibo news and threw it directly to Chen Ling: "Show me what to do?"
Chen Ling sneered: "What's the matter, I thought it would be great to get fifth?"
Rongjing glanced at him lightly, not quarreling with him like before, after all, he was in the backstage lounge now: "If you have anything to say, say something."
Chen Ling stared at him for a while. After all, he had to rely on them to make money, so he didn't dare to get angry: "I found an endorsement for you, and I will go to shoot the day after tomorrow."
"Boss... During the game now, it's not good to have an endorsement..." Bao Scoop was sitting quietly on the side, and when he heard Chen Ling's words, he couldn't help but speak.
Chen Ling is like holding a soft persimmon: "What's the matter? Who will pay you wages if you don't make endorsements? My money came from the wind? Don't you need money to support you? Are you the ones who made the investors run away? Now? What are you talking about with me? What kind of games are you still playing when the money is gone?"
"All fucking drink the northwest wind?"
Bao Scoop was stunned by what he said, and turned his head away without speaking.
Rongjing was a little impatient: "I see, you've arranged it, go back."
Without even looking at Chen Ling, he walked out with his bag on his back.
"Captain..." Bao Scoop followed Rongjing when he went out.
Rongjing knew what he wanted to say: "Just play the game well, so much nonsense, don't fucking hold me back."
Bao scoop opened his mouth, but Qiu Ji pulled him a little, so he didn't let him continue talking.
Jin Dali followed the pace of Rongjing, not knowing what to say, Rongjing turned his face away.
"Does the captain want to retire?" Bao Scoop and Qiu Ji fell behind and suddenly said.
"That day, I overheard his conversation with Jin Dali, saying that this was his last match, and he wanted to fight God A in an open and fair manner."
Qiu Ji glanced at him in surprise, and finally said nothing and shook his head.
Moment: "Should we find another home?"
They are still young and the possibilities are endless.
Bao Scoop grabbed the strap of the backpack: "I really want to win a championship."
…
Two days later, the points promotion competition was on the scene.
There are sixteen teams in total.
The competition lasted for two days. There were five rounds of competition each day. It was still a points system, consisting of head points and ranking points. The top eight teams in total points directly entered the finals.
Backstage lounge—
Shen Qi was on the sofa and had a video call with Fu Mingyuan.
Due to the problem of star activities nearby, although Fu Mingyuan has returned to China, he was not able to come to watch the game today.
"Captain, have you seen my mouse pad?" Xu Leng flipped through his bag and scratched his hair.
"Is it the one with the lotus root cake? I just saw that the captain used it to make instant noodles."
As soon as Lu Tun finished speaking, Shen Qi snapped off the video.
Then he retracted his legs, got up, and gave Lu Tun the back of his head.
"Why so much bullshit?"
Ye Lai found Xu Leng's mouse pad on the sofa and handed it to him, explaining to Lu Tun why he was beaten: "Master and Master just said that the restaurant where we eat at noon is very clean and nutritious."
The tip of Shen Qi's tongue touched the tip of his teeth, and he clicked his tongue.