There are no classes for the school's two-day sports meeting. In the evening, the supper stalls are full of students.
Luo Qingshan sat on the bench with his legs crossed, and did not participate in the conversation at the dinner table.
His wine glass was touched by the person next to him: "Why are you in a daze?"
Luo Qingshan raised his chin, picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "It's okay, what did you say?"
"He hasn't been like this lately, he's broken in love." A friend poured him a bottle, "Come, drink, get drunk a few times."
"Don't pour him down, who will help him back when he's drunk?"
"Su Nian."
Su Nian was sitting opposite Luo Qingshan. Hearing this, he couldn't help but glance at Luo Qingshan.
Luo Qingshan didn't even look at him, just shook his head: "No one needs to help, it's just beer, I can't get drunk."
After a while, Luo Qingshan suddenly said: "Did you not come?"
All the students on the table were from the same department, and everyone was stunned when they heard the words.
"Are you confused?" The friend looked at him in surprise. "Which time have you been here? It's your birthday."
"I called him." Lin Kang poured himself a drink. "He said something happened and he couldn't come."
"Fuck me." My friend swiped with his mobile phone and exclaimed when he saw a certain Weibo. He turned the phone over to show everyone, "Is this strict?"
It was a Weibo posted by a TZG assaulter, the content was "Take a string at the end of the training", a person was accidentally photographed on the right side of the photo, the boy was leaning lazily on the gaming chair, and the profile line was very good.
Someone in the comments asked who he was.
The assaulter replied: My brother, not a youth trainee, don't guess.
TZG can be said to be the No. 1 team in domestic e-sports, especially in the past two years, eating chicken LOL has blossomed, and the topic is very high. Almost all boys who play games pay attention to them.
"It's really..." Lin Kang retracted his gaze, shook his head and tutted, "It's really cool to be able to call someone from TZG his brother."
"Yeah, if I could be like him, what kind of books would I read? I would have made money from e-sports. With his face, even if I don't play well, I can still make money from my girlfriend's fans." What, bumped into Luo Qingshan's arm, "Hey, haven't you played games with Yan Zhun? Isn't he awesome?"
Luo Qingshan was inexplicably unwilling to respond.
He stared at the photo a few times, took a sip of wine, and smiled: "What's the use of playing the game so much?"
"Brother, it's already 2020, and you still say that? Do you know how much the professional players pay for signing a year, how much bonus can a championship get, and how much share can an endorsement get?" Lin Kangle said, "Yan If I went to a career in the first place, I would definitely have done a lot.”
"Why, you have the ability to predict?" Luo Qingshan sneered: "There are so many powerful people, which round will get him."
"You don't understand. Back then, TZG's coaches came to our school to block him. I've seen him several times..." Lin Kang thought for a while, "What's the matter with you today? You speak strangely."
Luo Qingshan lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "It's okay."
In the middle of the banquet, Luo Qingshan felt bored to leave early.
He found a reason to refuse Su Nian to go with him, and went back to the dormitory alone. On the way, he couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and wanted to send a message to Pei Ran. After typing, he remembered that Pei Ran had blocked him.
There was no one in the dark room, Luo Qingshan turned on the light and glanced at the strict bed.
Except for the computer and headphones, there is no extra clutter on the table, which is as dull and boring as their owners.
Returning to his seat, Luo Qingshan turned on the computer.
He sat in a trance, his mind kept flashing over the scene he saw in the lounge - Pei Ran was sitting on the bed, because of the pain, he unconsciously clenched the sheets, supported his hamstring with one hand, and lowered his head to help him breathe.
It looked like Yan Zhun was kissing Pei Ran's leg.
The message prompt interrupted Luo Qingshan's thoughts. It was a friend he knew from playing games. He asked him if he wanted to play chicken.
Left and right can't sleep now. He boarded the game, opened his steam friends, and saw ranbaobei in the game at a glance.
Luo Qingshan frowned.
Pei Ran actually didn't like playing this game very much, because it ended too quickly, and there was no game experience. In the past, Luo Qingshan coaxed him for a long time before Pei Ran was willing to go online again.
But recently, Pei Ran seems to be playing a lot.
Luo Qingshan thought for a moment, ignored the team invitation that popped up on the right, and exited to check Pei Ran's record.
Then he found out that Pei Ran did play this game a lot during this time, and even logged on every day during the seven days of vacation.
And the record is very beautiful, beautiful and a little strange.
Pei Ran's kill count is often 0, and occasionally there will be one or two heads, and the total damage is not high.
However, looking at the record of a line, there are actually many signs of "top ten" and "eat chicken".
Luo Qingshan's Adam's apple rolled, clicked into his detailed record, and saw Pei Ran's teammate ID.
In almost every game, there is "111GOD".
The only time 111GOD wasn't there was the game where he invited Pei Ran some time ago—and after that game ended, 111GOD appeared again.
Luo Qingshan was unbelievable, and the record was confirmed in one game, one game at a time.
Until he turned to the game in which he agreed to play the fourth row with Su Nian.
Luo Qingshan kept clenching his teeth until the pantothenic acid in his cheeks gradually relaxed.
He sat quietly for a while, took the mobile phone on the table, and found the roommate's chat box from the WeChat friends.
[Luo Qingshan: Are you also playing chicken? Who are you playing with? take me one.]
I don't know how long it took before the other side replied.
[Strict: without]
[Luo Qingshan: No, so heartless?]
On the other side, Lin Xuhuan's voice resounded through the base: "Ran baby! Ran baby, run! There are so many people behind you! Jump and run!! Come on, come to me! I'll protect you—oh no, you What are you going to do with my brother?!"
Yan Zhun looked at the person running towards him, smiled lightly, and only picked up the phone and typed after he killed the team.
[Yan Zhun: Well, there is no place for you]
Yan Zhun stayed at the TZG base for several days.
This group of people was addicted and insisted on letting him accompany him for a few more days of training matches. Strictly seeing that the room they arranged was big enough and quiet enough, they reluctantly nodded.
On the day off, Lin Xuhuan dragged him out for dinner.
TZG's base is very close to Yanjing School, just across the road. The luxury houses in this area are cheap, and there are not many entertainment facilities around to distract the team members, which is perfect.
Passing a computer store, Yan Zhun glanced in casually, and stopped immediately.
"How much will it cost to repair?" Pei Ran asked while looking at his computer.
The boss touched his chin: "It's not expensive, it's just... more than three thousand and four thousand."
Pei Ran nodded, and just as he was about to pay the deposit, he heard a voice behind him: "What's wrong with the computer."
Pei Ran turned around and saw Yan Zhun.
Strictly wearing a hat, eyes drooping lazily under the brim: "Broken?"
Pei Ran hummed: "I accidentally fell to the ground and the keyboard broke."
"Ran baby?!" As soon as Pei Ran finished speaking, Lin Xuhuan's eyes widened.
Pei Ran was called out and looked at him blankly.
"It's me! Me! That's it... You Huan!"
Lin Xuhuan's game ID is called "nihuandie".
Pei Ran's voice was so recognizable, the tone was neither light nor heavy, and it was comforting to hear, and Lin Xuhuan knew it was him as soon as he heard it.
Yan Zhun looked at the boss: "You just said, how much does it cost to replace the keyboard? Four thousand?"
There was no expression on his face, but he looked worried.
"Four thousand?!" Before the boss could speak, Lin Xuhuan blew up first, "What keyboard are you going to install for him? Black switches? Customized keycaps? Or do you want to design an exclusive ID?"
Pei Ran was stunned as he watched Lin Xuhuan scoldingly snatched his computer from the boss's hand, and walked out while talking about the black shop.
"Don't come to this store in the future." Yan Zhun called him back to his senses: "It's a money trap."
The boss in front of them: "… "
Pei Ran nodded lightly: "Oh, good."
"Let's go." Yan Zun said naturally, "Let's have a meal together."
When he arrived at the restaurant, Lin Xuhuan couldn't help but scold the shopkeeper.
"It's just that you look so deceiving." Lin Xuhuan said, "You shouldn't have been prepared to pay just now, right?"
Pei Ran said: "I don't know much about the price in this regard."
Lin Xuhuan shook his head.
Yes, if you can afford Yan Zun to play with him, you can see that he is not the one who cares about this small amount of money.
But Pei Ran's appearance surprised him. He thought he was an ordinary otaku who spends a lot of money, likes to play games, and has a good voice.
But the first time he saw Pei Ran, he felt that this person was special... special.
Lin Xuhuan, who dropped out of junior high school to play e-sports, was a little out of words.
When he looked at Pei Ran, he was bowing his head, carefully dipping the tableware and chopsticks in the hot water.
The slender and white fingers are incompatible with the colorful old-fashioned patterns on the porcelain spoon.
Lin Xuhuan suddenly thought of it. Pei Ran has an outstanding figure, with a straight back, standing there quietly like a crane, and the aura around him makes the sloppy repair shop look much more upscale.
Lin Xuhuan was surprised that there was no such person beside him, so he couldn't help moving his chair and leaned against Pei Ran.
"Well, baby, what's your real name?"
Pei Ran reported his name.
"Nice!" Lin Xuhuan asked again, "You and my brother are in the same university? Since they are classmates, did my brother give you a discount when taking orders?"
Pei Ran thought for a while: "Yes."
There should be.
"How much does it cost?" Lin Xuhuan asked.
"What's your business?" Yan Zhan interrupted their conversation.
He took off his hat, and the top of his hair was a little messy, and with his indifferent expression, there was a strange cuteness.
Pei Ran stared at his stray hair unconsciously, and then met Yan Zhan, who happened to be looking at him.
"Are your legs okay?" Yan Zhun asked.
Pei Ran hummed: "It was fine a few days ago."
Yan Zhun said, "Let me see."
Pei Ran: "..."
Seeing that he didn't speak, he raised his eyebrows strictly.
Pei Ran first glanced at Lin Xuhuan, and then subconsciously looked at Yan Zhun's thigh. Just as he was about to say no, he saw Yan Zhuan raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.
"I asked you to lift up your trouser legs and take a look." Yan Zhun said, "I didn't ask you to put it on the shelf."