Shen Yanming stood back beside He Changkong calmly, with his chin resting on He Changkong's shoulder.
From this angle, he could kiss He Changkong's face by just tilting his head slightly. Shen Yanming felt itchy, so he turned around, cleared his throat, and said to Zhang Xixi, "I'm sorry, Brother Kong said he doesn't lend it to others."
Zhang Xixi said depressedly: "If he says he won't lend it, then he won't lend it. Don't you have any ideas of your own?"
Shen Yanming: “No.”
Zhang Xixi: “???”
"Okay," He Changkong gently placed his hand on Shen Yanming's head. He thought for a moment and realized that rejecting someone directly was indeed a bit awkward, so he made another compromise, "There are still so many scenes to come, let's talk about it after we finish watching them."
Shen Yanming echoed He Changkong: "That's right, you don't want to watch the game, but I want to watch the match. Right, Gege?"
Zhang Xixi came with high hopes but left disappointed. Before leaving, he did not forget to fight for his rights again: "Don't forget it, I'll come to see you later."
Zhang Xixi finished speaking and ran to his nanny who had just come down from the stage. His nanny Xiaoliu said speechlessly: "If you don't know, you will think you are a non-staff member of their team. Can you come to me first next time, you bastard!"
To be honest, when Zhang Xixi was running towards him just now, Xiaoliu thought that Zhang Xixi was coming for him, so he posed for a long time just waiting to be praised after the person rushed over. As a result, a gust of wind blew past him, and his assassin pounced on the assassin of the brother team.
Life is so lonely like snow, Xiaoliu sighed in his heart.
Zhang Xixi didn't think he had done anything wrong: "Can you teach me how to play White Wolf? You can't."
Xiaoliu: "Climb for me."
Not far away, Shen Yanming was still watching the show with great interest: "I think I succeeded in causing them to quarrel among themselves."
"Let's go." He Changkong took a step forward and returned to his previous seat. Shen Yanming didn't care about the internal strife in xxl, and sat back behind He Changkong.
As soon as he sat back and saw Meng Yan with a stinky face, Shen Yanming nudged Meng Yan with his elbow: "What's wrong, was it because I didn't fight well enough just now?"
He Changkong also looked over. Meng Yan rolled his eyes. "Nothing. Your brother Ding Zi was watching the live broadcast. I told him that it was already 3 a.m. in China and asked him to go to bed. He said yes and really stopped talking to me. Then I checked his Moments and found that he had changed to giving advice on Jiangshan."
In the past, we were all internet addicts, and staying up late was really nothing. But now that he is recuperating, staying up late is not good.
Shen Yanming: "It turns out that Yanjiang is the only mother in my team."
He Changkong felt that he was being implied: "..."
Meng Yan did not refute the title of "mother" and continued: "When I talked to him, he said it was a small matter and said that he was almost well."
He Changkong: "Occasionally, it's harmless."
Meng Yan: "Okay, I'm just meddling in other people's business."
"That's not what I meant..." He Changkong paused, "He should really want to come to this training camp and play the game himself."
Meng Yan was a little angry at first, but he had nothing to refute after hearing this. He was choked for a moment and sighed slowly. However, he couldn't save face by changing his words so quickly, so he still said stubbornly: "You can sleep if you want."
Shen Yanming smiled softly and sent a message to pudding.
[Shenbird]: Beauty, when does the doctor say you will be well
[Beauty]: I will be able to be discharged from the hospital in a while. I can live a normal life, but I can't play in the game yet.
[Shenbird]: It’s okay. I’ll bring you here to play next time.
[Beauty]: You are so considerate. I am an empty-nest old beauty, so lonely [/cry]
Shen Yanming said a few more words and sent Pudding to sleep. He made an OK gesture to Meng Yan, which made Meng Yan even angrier: "Why is it that my words are useless? He only listens to you!"
Shen Yanming: “???”
He Changkong turned Shen Yanming's head back and made him face the screen on the stage: "Watch the game."
The competition is indeed worth watching. Although it is not a serious competition, it can show the status of different players after the version update. They are all opponents that you may encounter in the future. Knowing yourself and the enemy will help you win every battle.
Although there was free training time after the competition, it was already late after all the teams finished the competition. Some people chose to go to the training room, while others chose to go back to rest. Shen Yanming originally wanted to give Zhang Xixi a break, but Zhang Xixi was very interested in exchanging playing methods, so he dragged Shen Yanming into the training room.
Originally there were fixed seats, but not many people were there at the moment, so Zhang Xixi pulled Shen Yanming to sit together, connected peripherals to the machine, and arranged a solo without much nonsense.
Shen Yanming said at first that he wanted to give up because he was not interested. After playing a few games with Zhang Xixi, he gradually got into the groove. In addition to exchanging their understanding of the role of Bailang, the two also tried out several other roles.
Zhang Xixi is not aggressive and is more dependent on his teammates in a team. When it comes to solo, his style is more vulgar, but he has many routines and his operation is not bad. They don't really arrange solos for the sake of winning or losing, but mainly to try out routines.
It's easy to get addicted if you try.
In his previous life, Shen Yanming liked to play with Zhang Xixi. One reason was that Zhang Xixi's exploration of the role was endless. At that time, he liked to pester Shen Yanming to try it with him. Every time they had a new understanding or discovery, they both felt a sense of accomplishment. Therefore, although the two of them were not teammates, they could barely be considered a community of accomplishment. The more they played together, the better their relationship would naturally be.
They have less contact now than before, but when they meet, they are like the martial arts fanatics in martial arts novels and easily forget themselves.
So Shen Yanming, who had originally said he would cancel the meeting, unknowingly ended up waiting with Zhang Xixi until the early morning.
In fact, all four of them were in the training room, but Sunday went to pester his idol, and He Changkong spent the whole night with Meng Yan. When his very healthy biological clock reminded him that it was time to go to bed, He Changkong turned off his phone, packed up and prepared to call Shen Yanming.
Shen Yanming was still playing the game, so he turned around and said to He Changkong: "Brother, you go back first, I'll play one more game."
He Changkong: "I'll wait for you."
Shen Yanming raised his hand and used a skill: "No, no, I'll be back soon."
It just so happened that Meng Yan was too lazy to queue up, so he came over to ask He Changkong to go back together. He Changkong agreed with Shen Yanming's suggestion: "Then I'll go back and wait for you."
Shen Yanming: “Yeah, yeah.”
It turns out that the biggest lies told by humans, besides “I will lose weight tomorrow” and “I will read a book on the weekend”, is “I will just play one more game”.
One game after another, endlessly.
He Changkong went back to his hotel room by himself. The contestants shared a room with two people, so they had no choice but to share one.
He took a shower, cleaned up, and read for a while.
He was rarely so distracted when reading, but this time he did check his phone after reading two pages. Another hour had passed, and Shen Yanming hadn't come back yet. He Changkong had just sent a message urging him, but Shen Yanming hadn't replied.
After reading dozens of pages of the book, He Changkong stood up and dressed himself again.
It's not that I mind Shen Yanming playing games and studying new ways to play, or playing with other outstanding players until he is engrossed. Nor is it that I mind him not going to bed and getting up early as usual - just like he said just now, once in a while is no big deal.
He knew very well that he was just jealous.
It feels like, your Samoyed was leaning against you one second ago, and then someone dangles some food in front of the puppy, and the puppy runs away without a care in the world.
It makes me very unhappy.
Moreover, He Changkong also knew that Shen Yanming and Zhang Xixi used to get along well. They were of the same age and always had something to talk about.
Perhaps this is a little petty, but once possessiveness arises, it is difficult to control.
He Changkong returned to the training room. It was already past two in the morning and there were few people inside.
Shen Yanming and Zhang Xixi seemed quite energetic. As soon as He Changkong entered, he heard Shen Yanming's energetic "Come again!"
He Changkong walked around from behind and appeared behind Shen Yanming silently: "Come again?"
"Don't leave, let's fight till dawn..." Shen Yanming imitated the tone of the game "Play Landlord" and spoke. Halfway through, he realized something was wrong and turned his head to see, "Brother Kong Kong Kong."
He Changkong repeated: "Again?"
Shen Yanming quickly quit the game: "I'm not coming anymore."
Zhang Xixi also shrank back. He only knew that He Changkong was usually quiet and didn't seem easy to get along with, but he didn't expect that there would be such a time when a cold aura emanated from his body. He felt that if the aura could condense into a solid entity, he would be assassinated by the flying ice chips.
Shen Yanming stood up and said to Zhang Xixi, "Xixizi, come back tomorrow."
He Changkong: “…”
He Changkong walked out without saying a word, and Shen Yanming hurriedly followed: "I thought you had already fallen asleep..."
He Changkong still didn't say anything. Shen Yanming tugged at the hem of He Changkong's clothes and said, "Brother, don't be angry."
After leaving the e-sports arena, they walked for a while and entered the hotel next to it. It was not until they entered the elevator that He Changkong said, "How can I sleep if you are not here?"
The person in front of him was clearly unhappy, but Shen Yanming inexplicably tasted a hint of sweetness.
And to be honest, Shen Yanming had rarely seen He Changkong like this. He was a little different from his usual meticulous appearance.
Quite fresh.
The elevator reached the floor, and the two walked in the aisle. A blond-haired and blue-eyed foreign player came towards them. The two nodded to each other as a greeting. After the player walked away, Shen Yanming did not pull He Changkong's clothes, but instead pulled his hand.
Not only did she hold his hand, but she also gently scratched the palm of his hand.
Shen Yanming promised in a low voice: "Just this once, I will definitely go to bed early and get up early tomorrow."
When he reached the door of the room, He Changkong stopped and said, "I'm not unhappy because of this."
Shen Yanming had a strong desire to survive, and immediately said, "I shouldn't have delayed you. I shouldn't have promised you that you would go back immediately, but I kept delaying it until now."
He Changkong still said: "It's not because of this."
Shen Yanming was still a little dull: "Why is that?"
He Changkong was quite direct: "I'm jealous."
Shen Yanming: “!!!”
"Jealous?" Shen Yanming finally understood, "Are you jealous of Zhang Xixi?... Are you stupid?"
"Silly." He Changkong did not deny it and swiped the room card to enter.
As soon as the door was locked, Shen Yanming came up and hugged He Changkong's waist: "How can he compare with you? What do you want to do to be happy?"
He Changkong looked into Shen Yanming's eyes: "... Comfort me."
Shen Yanming blushed, but he didn't hesitate, he raised his head and kissed He Changkong's lips. But soon he was the host, and his whole body was kissed soft. After an unknown amount of time, he was finally released and lay on He Changkong's shoulder, breathing softly.
Shen Yanming bit He Changkong's shoulder through his clothes: "Are you happy now?"
"Yeah." He Changkong responded.