Everyone followed Duan Wenzheng's line of sight and looked outside the lounge, only to see Deng Ruiqiu standing at the corner of the corridor, and beside him were three teammates who had already packed their luggage and were about to leave.
"We still have a game to finish, why are you leaving now..." Frank walked forward and grabbed a few people.
The person he held pulled back his sleeves in disgust: "Why are you still fighting? Are you giving points to others?"
The other two also looked unhappy. One of them said with a sullen face, "I don't want to be a professional player anymore. I can just go back to being a streamer. Why do I have to play e-sports... I'm not cut out for it."
"You are one of the top five medics in the server! What are you talking about!" Frank still did not give up and said, "We still have a chance, hold on a little longer!"
"What the hell are you holding on to? Haven't you been beaten enough?!" The team member who was initially held by him said angrily, "You have no dignity, but I do! You still want to follow Deng Ruiqiu? If it weren't for him, how would we be like this now?!"
"He doesn't want this..."
"Okay." Deng Ruiqiu, who had been watching all this quietly, suddenly said, "Let them go."
"What..." Frank was stunned.
The three men finally left with either contempt or despair, leaving only Deng Ruiqiu and Frank.
"Rui Qiu, we can..."
"You go too."
"What?"
Frank seemed not to hear what he said.
"Let's go." Deng Ruiqiu said and turned around and left without looking back. Frank, who came to his senses after a long time, hurriedly chased after him.
…
Watching this scene, Duan Wenzheng retracted his gaze: "There is only one game left. Who of you plans to leave? Who do you want to let go?"
No one answered.
"Although most of the youth training camps are team competitions, to put it bluntly, which team doesn't choose players based on your personal strength and team coordination? We haven't even finished a youth training camp yet, and everyone saw that one of our team members was kicked out?"
Duan Wenzheng's words caused everyone present to fall into silence.
Xue Lan's gaze fell on him from afar, and he suddenly felt that this person was still the same person, but the innate unruly nature in him had disappeared without him knowing when, and there was a light of conviction in his serious eyes that made people unconsciously believe it.
Duan Wenzheng really started to get serious.
Although Xue Lan didn't know what caused his sudden change, at this moment Duan Wenzheng had gradually grown into a soul contestant that everyone was paying attention to, just as described in the original text!
Seeing that Qi Siyu finally stopped talking, Wen Yan walked to Duan Wenzheng's side and asked, "Shall we talk?"
Duan Wenzheng naturally did not refuse. He looked at Wen Yan calmly for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay."
Xue Lan heard their conversation from the side and secretly stared at the two people who walked out the door one after the other.
He originally thought that the relationship between the two had not progressed and he didn't know what the problem was. Why had there been no obvious progress for so long? It was obvious that the two had already had a place for each other in their hearts before the end of the youth training camp, and the only thing left was to break through that layer of window paper in the youth training camp...
Xue Lan was still thinking that in the original text, Duan Wenzheng had already started to take the competition seriously because of Wen Yan before the end of the youth training camp, and Wen Yan would encourage and praise him after seeing his changes!
Now it seems...
Although there was a slight deviation in the middle, everything is still developing harmoniously and steadily according to the established route!
Xue Lan felt relieved and walked over to Su Yiyu and patted him on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, we won, didn't we?"
"Yes, I'm sorry!" Su Yiyu raised her head, and the tears that had been accumulating for a long time finally burst out of her eyes: "I know saying sorry is useless, but I will definitely not hold you back anymore."
Xue Lan didn't expect him to cry, so he quickly took out a tissue and handed it to him, then sat down next to him.
"It's okay. Didn't you tell me that before? I just didn't understand what you meant at the time. Besides, everyone gets nervous, and I get nervous too."
Su Yiyu raised her head and asked in disbelief, "Are you nervous too?"
Xue Lan somehow recalled the second solo match, when Duan Wenzheng and Su Yiyu switched seats and sat beside him to watch him play... He shook his head quickly, physically cooling down his cheeks that were getting hot again because of this thought.
"Of course!" Xue Lan tried to calm down and said with confidence.
But who knew that the tears accumulated in Su Yiyu's eyes would overflow even more violently, and she hugged him and cried.
"Lanlan! You are so nice!!"
Xue Lan had never seen such a scene before. He stood there at a loss. He quickly reached out and patted his shoulder: "It's okay. I'll practice with you."
Su Yiyu raised her head from his shoulder and said, "Sorry, I always forget that you are a girl..."
"I'm really a boy, really." Xue Lan explained again helplessly. He seemed to be afraid that Su Yiyu would not believe him, so he quickly pulled down his collar and said, "Look, I also have an Adam's apple, although it's a little smaller... If you don't believe me, try touching it?"
As he spoke, he naturally took Su Yiyu's hand and moved it to his neck in his confused and puzzled eyes.
Just as Su Yiyu's fingertips were about to touch Xue Lan's neck, Xue Lan suddenly felt his collar tighten, and someone grabbed him and lifted him up.
“?!”
Xue Lan was struggling to free herself from the clutches behind her, but she heard Duan Wenzheng's indifferent voice behind her:
"What are you touching? Are you going to get first place in the next competition? Why don't you go to training?"
"… "
"S-Sorry!! I'm going to go train now!!"
Xue Lan's fluttering movements froze in an instant due to Duan Wenzheng's voice behind him, while Su Yiyu bowed and apologized without any loyalty and ran away.
Xue Lan looked at Su Yiyu who ran without hesitation, and the lounge where only Duan Wenzheng and himself were left, and hurriedly wanted to sneak away: "I'm going to practice too..."
Duan Wenzheng simply pushed him down on the lounge chair, leaned over and asked unkindly, "Where is it? Can I touch it too?"
"..." Xue Lan didn't dare to breathe, and retreated stiffly against the back of the chair because of his sudden approach.
Duan Wen Zheng stretched out his hand seriously, as if he really wanted to touch the Adam's apple he mentioned.
Xue Lan's face flushed red from holding back his anger. As he struggled, Duan Wenzheng's fingertips accidentally brushed against the skin on his collar, and the zipper slipped down during the struggle...
Duan Wenzhen paused, and before Xue Lan could come to his senses, he had zipped up his pants again with great skill.
"…?"
Duan Wenzheng stood up again and cleared his throat: "Do you know you are wrong? How can you let people touch this place casually?"
Although Xue Lan felt a little aggrieved with his zipper pulled to the top, he quickly nodded.
Duan Wenzheng's expression eased a little, and he rubbed his head randomly, his voice still a little hoarse: "Be good."
Xue Lan didn't know why Duan Wen Zheng was angry, but his anger came and went quickly. Xue Lan looked at Duan Wen Zheng who sat down again, wondering if there was something unpleasant in his conversation with Wen Yan just now
Xue Lan looked at Duan Wenzheng who seemed to be sulking alone, and asked cautiously: "Just now, wind..."
Duan Wen Zheng glanced over.
Xue Lan shut up immediately. As expected... quarrels between husbands and disharmony in life can make people irritable.
He looked at Duan Wenzheng's tense expression, afraid that he had said something that made Wen Yan angry, and was secretly hiding away to sulk. So he asked cautiously:
"Did you say anything to Wind?"
Duan Wenzheng glanced at him and said, "Do you really think it was a coincidence that we picked Deng Ruiqiu and the others?"
Xue Lan was stunned.
He didn't expect that the matter would suddenly involve the previous game. The blush on his face faded, and he asked seriously, "You mean... Manager Ke?"
Although Xue Lan usually didn't like to care too much about trivial matters, he was not the kind of person who couldn't think straight, so with just a few pointers from Duan Wenzheng, he roughly figured out what was wrong.
But why did Manager Ke let them fight Deng Ruiqiu? It didn't seem to be any good for him.
Duan Wenzheng seemed to see Xue Lan's confusion and explained, "Deng Ruiqiu wants to fight us again, probably because they think they have found a way to break through our defense."
Xue Lan nodded thoughtfully after hearing this. He intended to make a feint to the east and attack in the west, lure the enemy into a trap, and then put all his firepower on Duan Wenzhen.
"But I don't think he can sway Manager Ke's decision on this matter of changing the sign." Duan Wenzheng continued: "In a sense, changing the sign is equivalent to cheating."
Xue Lan hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "Manager Huo from the Thunder Team?"
Duan Wenzheng seemed to have not expected that he would understand it so quickly, and rubbed his head as if to reward him.
"Wen Yan will handle this matter, so you don't have to worry about it and just focus on the game."
Xue Lan looked up in surprise. She didn't expect Duan Wenzheng to suddenly become serious. Just now, baby Wind praised him alone. Now his CP has actually started to work together? Then the day when the two of them are together is not far away
Duan Wenzheng saw the child's gaze fixed on him, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Xue Lan blinked: "It's just... why are you so serious all of a sudden?"
"Maybe it's because..." Duan Wenzheng's gaze fell on him, as if he was recalling some fragments from afar: "Because I began to find that there were times when I was unable to do something."
"It's still just a youth training camp. We're only meeting people who want to become professional players, not real professional players." Xue Lan's half-understanding look made Duan Wenzheng's eyes gentle. He leaned back in his chair and explained patiently, "But it's different after entering the club."
Xue Lan nodded subconsciously. He seemed to understand Duan Wenzhen's concerns and the feeling of being powerless.
Just like if he had discovered earlier that Deng Ruiqiu's target was Duan Wenzhen, would he have been able to arrive there.
But the most helpless thing in this world is "if".
"I don't want to be unable to do anything when that person needs me, so I want to play the game seriously this time."
Duan Wenzheng looked at the child in front of him who seemed to be suddenly worried, and his voice unconsciously slowed down.
"I wonder if he's willing to wait for me?"