Knowing that he was on the verge of being cried by the sun, Qin Jue still had no hesitation.
Thump, thump.
The beating of his heart directly overshadowed the shouts of the audience. Qin Jue's face was as hot as a soldering iron. He thought he had survived for three minutes with his domineering energy, but in fact, his lips and Qi Ji's lips only touched for three seconds. No, even the first screams from around me were still at the end.
[? ? ?]
[Did you kiss? ?]
[Ah, what happened? ? Is this an official announcement in front of the whole world? ?]
[Niubi Niubi, IS team, two horizontal and one vertical are to do it, brackets are to do it for teammates]
[Yes, the sword pointed at the edge, 1♂move forward without mercy]
[Ah, hello? Is this the Civil Affairs Bureau? ! I'll use EMS International to send you to Paris. Can you think of it? There is someone there who needs you urgently! !]
[It’s done, Yanshen! ! ! Just! ! ! IS club's overall attack is solid! ! (dog head)]
[Yanhua is true! ! Mr. Hua’s expression looked so delicate and fragile, and his face was so red, I must have done it the other way around! (dog head)]
[You guys are really enough. After all, this guy from the northwest who is 1.84 meters tall is still quite domineering (please give me the money and thank you)]
[Idiots, we don’t earn this dirty money. If you have any difficulties, tell us. Isn’t it enough for the president to give you money?]
[I was actually a little moved when I saw it... I won’t say any more, let’s show you a performance of your father crying]
[It’s not easy, it’s not easy. Hunting Shadow has also performed well in FPP. We are all proud of it. Now I just want to cry on the rooftop for my more than 1,000 ranking points]
In the out-of-control barrage, Qi Ji blushed and looked at Qin Jue with a suppressed smile: "How can senior... be able to forcefully kiss him in public?"
It was as if he was a good boy and had no intention of doing this.
Qin Jue raised his voice and asked, "Are you convinced?"
For this reason, the players on the stage began to boo, and multiple languages were mixed together, gradually casting a gentle color on the blood and fighting on the field.
At the moment when everyone's emotions were rising, only Qi Ji was startled and noticed Qin Jue's hands trembling slightly due to excitement and fear. So a few seconds later, Qi Ji finally raised his head to hold back the sudden surge of tears. After a long time, when Qin Jue panicked and asked, "What's wrong?", he answered Qin Jue: "... I accept it."
With just one word, Qin Jue opened her attractive M-shaped lips again, hugged his waist domineeringly, and faced the camera with the right side of her face as usual.
But then, Qi Ji tilted his head and lowered his eyes, unexpectedly kissed the scar on his left cheek, and left passionate words of love against his painful left ear.
I am conquered, I am sincerely convinced, I will like my senior all my life, I will hold my senior in my hands and feel pain in my heart, and I will always be kind to my senior.
***
On the other side, before leaving the stage, DEMON walked to Shen Ye.
The two were silent. Speaking of which, although they have known each other since they were teenagers, in fact, the total number of days they met only amounted to a few dozen days, not even friends or enemies.
The awards were over, and the hoarse shouts from the audience on both sides of the stands continued, but this time, neither God nor the Demon King was the absolute focus of the arena.
"Why did you agree to a rematch in the first place? I guess it must be very painful for you after losing the game."
He said in English, "Maybe I should say sorry to you."
"It's a small thing. At that time, it was just because I felt that you loved the game as much as I did. I originally thought that we could be friends."
He answered in Chinese.
Of course DEMON doesn't understand, but there's no need to.
Shen Ye knew that changing DEMON's prejudice could not be done in a short while, but in the future, someone would always do it for him.
DEMON also knew what the little sniper meant when he said, "No matter whether the captain wins or loses, he will no longer be affected by you as a friend." The winning or losing of the game will no longer be able to keep Luo Ye on the field. The chapter will continue, but he will no longer be the protagonist. What he wants to pursue is a broader life.
For e-sports players, from the moment they are completely suppressed by their juniors, their youth will only accelerate away from them; but for DEMON and Luo Ye, that moment is now.
—The arrogant Demon King will return to earth, the indifferent God will descend to earth, and the strongest sniper and the strongest Almighty King will also change hands.
The two of them have been fighting with each other for so many years, but now, they are extremely peaceful and understand each other, and no one mentions that time anymore.
Walking together on this road that belongs to the stadium is probably the final commemorative ceremony.
***
The night in Paris was particularly lively on this day.
Ou Yue called some cars to send away the group of international students who were crying until the Danube River swelled. He hugged and joked with everyone for a long time before telling Shen Ye to fly away to catch up with the meeting.
"What did the boss just tell you?" Liu Ze was curious, and Shen Ye patted the cigarette on his chest: "Nothing, I want you and Lao Cheng to arrange 10 young models tonight."
"Then we can't even make the fucking mahjong and poker table," Yanagisawa knew he was joking, "then we can just play Werewolf."
"Our young master Ou said - let's pay more bonuses to everyone later, otherwise I will be sorry for the grievances suffered in this round of competition... What a grievance, JB, I won the double crown and stepped on SB's head to send two children to the sedan chair, just now He was really pissed off by the audience." Shen Ye smiled calmly, compared a shocking number to Yanagisawa, and then stretched his body gracefully, "Where can we eat~?"
The intensity of the TIPC competition was so high that it was almost a kind of torture. Not to mention that the players were so tense that they could not relax for a moment. The coaching team was also very tired from staying up late every day, so the team leader booked the most luxurious restaurant in the hotel nearby and had a meal. Just post it on Weibo. The real celebration banquet will be eaten when we return to Shanghai. The splendid scene will not be worse than in Paris.
At this time, the domestic Weibo and forums had already exploded - some of them could only boast in the end, and some of them made a splash in the hot search, allowing Yu Jincheng to take Yan Shen's world-class double crown. Some of them were framed and hung on the bedside. The IS team itself was in the eye of the typhoon and could calm down after receiving a large wave of congratulations. Later, at 11 o'clock in the night, a group of people were still sitting around the dining table laughing.
The red wine provided in the restaurant was not too intoxicating. Everyone was just tipsy. Who knew who told Qin Jue that a glass of wine was worth half a drop of Erguotou, which made Qin Jue both curious about the taste of authentic foreign wine and excited. Before Qi Ji could react and stop him, he raised his head and drank more than half of the cup.
Everyone around was booing Mr. Qin for being so awesome. Mr. Qin drank a thousand glasses of wine. However, not long after, Qin Jue gradually became dizzy, his eyes were hazy, and he groaned as he couldn't bear the stimulation of alcohol. He even suddenly hugged the girl beside him. Yanagisawa pressed forward, making everyone around the table confused.
Now, in Qi Ji's disbelieving and murderous eyes, everyone knew for the first time the reason why Qin Jue didn't drink.
It turns out that he gets drunk when he touches alcohol, and when he is drunk, he hugs people and relatives at will, regardless of who is in front of him.
The knife and fork fell on the table. Liu Ze was frightened out of his wits by Qi Ji. However, after the culprit Qin Jue was snatched back, he raised his pink face and felt aggrieved: "Let me go..." "I... want... to hug..." "You, let go..."
Obviously, compared to his usual domineering and unreasonable appearance, the drunk Qin Jue was completely different, like a cat that didn't want to be hugged, struggling in Qi Ji's arms.
Qi Ji frowned and said nothing. He just hugged him tightly with one hand, picked up his cup with the other and drank it all in one gulp.
The bottom of the cup was slapped on the table in a moment, making a loud bang: "... I will take him back to rest first, and... don't let me find out who persuaded him to drink just now."
He was a little jealous and a little fierce, but among the people at the table, only Chu Lianhe, whose ears were red, couldn't come to his senses. The others only kept silent for two seconds, and then happily shouted at their backs, "Official Announcement It’s just different.” “Please be merciful, Mr. Hua.” “Don’t forget the things you want to wear. If the size doesn’t fit, ask me to borrow them. I’ll give you a 20% discount.”…
***
The two left just like that, but after returning to the room where they had been alone for a long time, Qin Jue struggled even harder, making Qi Ji sore when he thought about it just now, and almost threw him on the bed and executed him on the spot.
But after a while, he still picked him up carefully and put him gently on the pillow. He could only twist a towel over and help him wipe his face.
The color of the light was tired, and he didn't know how long it took. Qin Jue, who had been humming softly for a long time, had the strength to open his slender limbs and hold up his body.
Seeing this, Qi Ji raised his hand and threw the towel on the ground, and directly pressed his body against Qin Jue's forehead, full of anger: "Senior, you finally woke up? Do you remember what you said to me before?"
But Qin Jue let out an unusually soft moan in his throat. It didn't look like he was really awake, but he just wanted to compete with him. Suddenly he turned over and pushed him under him, as if he was hugging the coach just now. She hugged him tightly and stretched out her hand to pull away his black uniform.
"..." Qi Ji's blood surged, and he let him control him, but his anger surged to the sky, "It turns out that senior was drunk, and he not only wanted to kiss but also hug...?"
"Well..." Qin Jue rubbed his neck with his protruding Adam's apple, looking dazed and anxious as he said, "... I want to have sex... I want to have sex with you..."
It seems that Qin Jue is unlikely to know who he is pressing, and even less likely to know what he is going to do next. He just follows his instinct and follows whoever he wants.
Therefore, the inexplicable jealousy in Qi Ji's heart surged up with a 720° twist and a two-and-a-half-turn. Before Qin Jue could kiss him, he lay there expressionless, his anger turning into a balloon about to explode: " Okay, I would like to see how senior plans to have sex with me."
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Corrected a typo
Today I am... a short me. My dad keeps urging me to interrupt my train of thought. TLLLL
I have to go back to burn paper tomorrow and take a day off temporarily to hug my little angels>