The head of the person who was supported by Lu Sicheng's buttocks turned into a rattle: "No! There's a ghost at the base!"
Lu Sicheng repeated: "Get off."
Nursery Rhyme: "I don't!"
Lu Sicheng gritted his back molars: "I'll let it go. How can a flat-chested and short person weigh more than 100 and weigh like a dead pig... One, two—"
The girl screamed and hugged his neck tightly: "You dare!"
Lu Sicheng: "..."
When holding a baby all the way back with the trembling mid laner of his own team, the captain of the zgdx team silently swore in his heart: The so-called "Mrs. Lu" in the future will either be a fairy who does not drink a drop of alcohol; A quiet asexual handsome man - if it's the latter, then the culprit must be the "baby hell, baby scared" guy now hanging around his neck.
"Nursery Rhymes."
"Um?"
The man in his arms turned his head, and the tip of his hair swept across the man's neck, causing a slight tickling - what a girlish image, if it weren't for the person hanging around his neck at this time, his drunken eyes were wide and he was trying to find it. Focusing words... Lu Sicheng hooked his lips impatiently: "Promise me, don't deny what you did today when you wake up tomorrow."
"So what if you admit it?"
"I can clean it up for a month." Lu Sicheng glanced at the half-opened door of the base, still maintaining the appearance of the young girl fleeing in panic, he raised his foot and kicked it open, "Thinking of this, I couldn't hold back and didn't throw you away. Into the fountain I just passed by."
As Lu Sicheng spoke, he freed one hand and turned on the headlights on the first floor of the base—
The light came on with a "snap", illuminating the person who was standing in the open kitchen facing the door at this moment, bending over to open the refrigerator door. He turned around and looked up at the entrance. Shuang was almost like a man derived from a mold, and paused.
"what."
The man standing in front of the refrigerator raised his lips and showed a cynical smile. He took out a jar of yogurt from the refrigerator and closed the refrigerator door with a bend of his wrist—
A soft thud.
"What did I think it was, this squeaky dwarf is your girlfriend?"
Lu Sicheng: "..."
…
ten minutes later.
The nursery rhyme looked eagerly at all the people yawning and came out of the room, rubbed their eyes with a complaining expression on their faces, and then bent down to see the people downstairs, and then made a unified expression: that is, there is no expression. .
Xiaopang, Lao K, Lao Mao, and then Mingshen, Xiao Rui, the team leader, and coach Monkey came to the sofa one by one, and the originally empty living room instantly became a bit lively and crowded.
But in such a crowded situation, the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet, no one spoke, only the team manager Xiao Rui leaned over to the nursery rhyme and sniffed his nose: "How much did you drink?"
The nursery rhyme was expressionless: "Is the iced tea good? I'm not drunk."
As she spoke, she raised her eyes and looked at the two people sitting opposite her—one was leaning to the left, with black hair, and there was no decoration on his body except a watch that was said to be very expensive. He rested his head on his hands, lowered his eyes, and played with his mobile phone with the other hand; one person was leaning to the right, with black hair, but the sideburns were dyed a non-mainstream green, and the ears were covered with silver rings. , He was barefoot, sipping yogurt with a serious look on his face.
The faces of the two are almost identical.
Nursery Rhyme: "… "
Nursery Rhyme: "...So, not a ghost."
The green-haired man with earrings raised his head from the yogurt: "Have you seen such a handsome ghost like me?"
Nursery Rhyme: "… "
Lu Sicheng: "Lu Yue."
It was just a simple name, but the tone was full of warnings - generally speaking, when Lu Sicheng spoke in such a tone, anyone's next step would be to hold his tail up like a grandson - but the person named "Lu Yue" in front of him was not. No, he just became... a little more restrained.
Nursery Rhyme: "...you two look alike, huh?"
Lu Sicheng lifted his eyelids and glanced at the nursery rhyme with a look like "you have nothing to say, just shut up", but Lu Jiayue smiled: "It was born by a parent, of course."
This person looks a lot like Lu Sicheng when he's not smiling, but when he smiles wickedly, it doesn't look alike... That's right, the person in front of him drinking yogurt with a serious face is Lu Sicheng's younger brother, Lu Yue. , this year is as big as the nursery rhyme, and the most coquettish thing is that, like his star-studded brother, he used to play in the professional league, and the id used: zgdx, lv.
Position: Mid lane.
- That is, the "law" that everyone never mentioned before, and looked disgusted when he mentioned it.
"I thought everyone all over the world knew that Brother Cheng has a little brother who can't support the wall with mud," Xiao Pang touched his chin, "Didn't you have this id from Baidu before? Just take a look at Baidu Encyclopedia and you'll know him The relationship with Brother Cheng..."
What the nursery rhymes wanted to say, Lu Sicheng glanced at her after hearing the words, stood up and went to her computer, bent down and moved the mouse to check the search records of the nursery rhymes, and found that she had indeed Baidud the person "Lü", but Baidu's The problem is all-
[Who is China Telecom and Law?]
[Are China Telecom and Law great?]
[What games have China Telecom and Law have played?]
[What are the hero pools of China Telecom and Law?]
Lu Sicheng: "..."
Lu Sicheng: "Dwarf, which dynasty did you come from? Why do you pretend to be a modern person to play games?"
Nursery Rhyme: "What's the matter? What's wrong? Do you have an opinion?"
Lu Sicheng: "How does Baidu use it? Why are you checking his hero pool?"
The girl who had straightened her neck and questioned her face blushed when she heard the words. She glanced at the "Lin" deity sitting opposite her as if she had been exposed, and muttered in a low voice: "Occupational disease, no way. what."
Lu Sicheng walked back and sat down—this time, he was sitting opposite Lu Yue, next to Tong Yao. He folded his arms and looked at his brother sitting opposite him coldly: "It's your turn."
Lu Yue raised his eyelids and glanced lazily at Lu Sicheng: "What?"
Lu Sicheng: "Don't pretend to be crazy, what are you doing?"
Lu Yue threw the empty yogurt bottle, stretched out and yawned: "I accidentally saw the news about your new mid laner being picked up by the Korean emoji team's A-Tai routine, I heard that it was caught by Koreans. The bullying was pitiful, oh my! At that time, a voice in my head said, "Lord Lu Yue, it's time to go back and play professionally - so, I came back."
As he spoke, he spread his hands—
After speaking, he stared at the nursery rhyme: "So, you are the new mid laner who was pitifully bullied by the Koreans."
The corners of the nursery rhyme's lips twitched, and before he could answer, the person beside him had already raised his long legs and kicked the opposite person—
Lu Sicheng: "Is it your turn to ask questions?"
"Let's ask," Lu Yue shrugged, looking like he couldn't stand the old man, "I thought it was your girlfriend, and I almost sent a text message to my mother to announce the good news. Her eldest son is not gay, and the one from the team next door is not the same. Instead of 'chasing his wife for thousands of miles' as they say on the Internet, she can sleep peacefully and have a good night's sleep - almost."
Lu Sicheng raised his hand and rubbed his temples with a very headache: "Shut up."
Xiao Rui said at the same time: "You are late, there is already a starting mid laner in the team."
Lu Yue sneered: "It's not too late. Didn't I get suspended for one season? It's useless to come back so early... Besides, I'm not going to grab the starting position, so I'll just continue to play as a substitute, it doesn't matter to me."
He said, turning his head to look at the team's coach Monkey: "As far as I know, the bench for the summer split has not been determined yet, right? - Coach, I want to play professionally."
coach:"… "
Xiao Rui: "… "
Lu Sicheng: "No."
Lu Yue: "Huh!"
Lu Sicheng: "'Huh' doesn't work either."
Lu Yue took out his mobile phone and said while typing: "Send a text message to my mother saying: The weather is getting colder, and I want to give my brother some warm clothes when I pass by the base. Who knows that I accidentally saw my brother with that Korean... eh? "
Lu Yue paused, then lowered his head and continued typing: "Kiss."
Nursery Rhyme: "… "
Lu Sicheng: "You can try it."
Lu Yue put away the phone, and the joke on his face subsided: "You know that sooner or later you will meet that emoji team again - I'll be honest, instead of pinning your hopes on your team's starting mid laner - this young lady - To be able to regain her confidence and rise up in the official competition to defeat the person who once brought her despair... It's better to be smart and prepare a safe spare tire that can make that A Tai helpless - that is, me."
"Dreams are very important, yes, the bloody things that rise in adversity also make people want to cry."
The smile on Lu Yue's face became clearer—
"But people, sometimes it's more important to face reality. After all, shouting slogans and kicking forward, the s6 trophy will not roll into the bowl by itself."
No one spoke for a while.
Lu Sicheng frowned and didn't quite agree with the nonsense of the person in front of him - but what he didn't expect was that his silence would become the default when someone looked at him, so this guy who had been pretending to be calm from beginning to end. Someone "wow" and cried.
Lu Sicheng, who was sitting next to her, glanced at the movement when he heard the movement, and was so frightened that he jumped from his seat and sat up.
"Am I going to be benched? Am I going to be benched? Am I going to be the only starter in the pro league who is always on the bench? Am I never going to play pro? Really, It's just a loss, why are you putting me on the bench? I don't want to look at the water dispenser... Hiccup—" The person who was thinking like Mrs. Xianglin hiccupped, and the tears burst open. Hua Liu, "I want to play a career, I want revenge, I'm strong, you can't let me go to the water dispenser."
"..." Xiao Rui looked confused, "how much did she drink?"
Lu Sicheng frowned, bent down and pulled out two tissues, and covered the face of the person who was crying with his head down and was very sad: "I don't know, I'll report to the street tomorrow. That bar, say they sell alcoholic beverages to minors, you can use surveillance video—"
puff-
The sound of someone next to him blowing his nose interrupted him.
A slightly cold little hand reached out, forcibly broke the man's big hand, and then stuffed a snot-covered ball of paper into his palm—
"Here, Brother Cheng." She lowered her head and whispered, "This is the last gift I gave you as the starting mid laner."
Everyone: "… "
Lu Sicheng: "..."
"Have you seen it?" The man raised his head and looked at his brother with a blank expression. "One lunatic in one team is enough. Our team is full. You can go to the next door and ask them if they need it."