Absolutely pamper [e-sports]

At [-] o'clock in the evening, the Group A finals started on time. HOHO's performance was indeed as Gu Han said, he was the most suitable rookie for UMP. From operation to tactical rhythm to coordination, everything fit the current UMP team.

Jiu Chang's mage is still strong and his skills are impeccable. However, his teammates are too weak. It is no problem to drag four in one battle against ordinary teams, but he is really stretched against UMP. He is forced into a desperate situation and retreats to the time domain.

The faces of several team members were exhausted, and Su Ningning sneered: "L02 was destroyed by Xiao Yan."

The big screen simultaneously broadcasted the battle situation, UMP was pressing every step of the way, L02 fell into a desperate situation, and the defeat was completely irreversible. Gu Han stretched his waist and looked down if he was not interested. He said to Su Ningning, "Go back to the hotel first", and left up.

L02 was defeated, Jiu Chang took off the headset, said nothing, and waved his hands to lead the rest of the team off the stage. UMP was left on stage by the host to accept post-match interviews.

Jiang Jing was not interested in post-match interviews, and when she turned around, she found that Gu Han had already left the stadium.

Jiang Jing turned to a nearby convenience store to buy a box of hot milk before returning to the hotel.

When he opened the door, Gu Han was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, watching videos with his notebook on his lap, jotting down a string of data on the tablet from time to time, seeing Jiang Jing coming in, and smiling at him: "You're back, where are the others?"

"Watching the post-match interview." Jiang Jing said.

The heating was turned on in the hotel room, Gu Han was only wearing a thin shirt, the first button was unbuttoned, and the cuffs were neatly rolled up.

Jiang Jing put on her slippers and asked, "What are you doing?"

"To replay today's game, UMP has changed a lot, and it's a bit difficult." Gu Han stretched out his hand, making an inviting gesture, "Would you like to come and watch together, Ah Jing?"

He wears a black wristband on his wrist, and his fingertips are raised.

Jiang Jing's eyes sank slightly, she sat down beside Gu Han, put the milk in a straw and handed it to him.

Gu Han raised his right hand subconsciously to catch it, then he was startled and changed to his left hand.

The milk was hot, with a sweet taste in the mouth, Gu Han smiled, said "Thank you", and continued to replay the video.

One day's game is enough to show that HOHO has become the backbone of UMP. The other senior members of the team highly accept and cooperate with the new captain. They obey orders, make decisive shots, operate steadily, and make few mistakes. They still maintain the momentum that a rich team should have.

Gu Han paused at a certain segment, rewinded, played it repeatedly, and recorded it.

His hands are beautiful, and his handwriting is also beautiful, and he is upright and neat on the Ipad.

"Gu Han." Jiang Jing asked him, "How long has it been since you trained seriously?"

Gu Han paused at the tip of his pen, turned his head to look at him, and replied, "You don't need training to be a coach."

"I'm not in the team every Saturday afternoon from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], my phone is turned off, and my body smells of disinfectant when I come back." Jiang Jing listed them one by one, and finally paused for a moment, her voice was low, "Mu Chen saw you in the hospital last week."

He rarely talks so much.

HOHO wanted to tell him that Gu Han was injured, and Jiang Jing had already guessed about it, but he didn't believe it.

When Mu Chen told Jiang Jing that he saw Gu Han in the hospital where he accompanied his sister for examination, he still didn't believe it.

Don't want to believe it.

There was only one light turned on in the living room, the light was dim, and half-brightness shone on Gu Han's face. His eyes were curved into beautiful arcs, and the corner of his mouth was smiling slightly, waiting motionlessly for Jiang Jing to continue. explain.

"Gu Han, let me see." Jiang Jing said.

"Can I refuse?" Gu Han asked.

"No." Jiang Jing's voice was low and the ending dropped.

"You don't have to be so stubborn all the time, Ah Jing." Gu Han stretched out his hand, and Jiang Jing gently took off the wristband on his hand.

A layer of gauze was wrapped underneath, and the traces of the ointment penetrated, and a light yellow stain was stained on the gauze.

Jiang Jing frowned slightly, resting her fingertips on the gauze.Gu Han's hands retracted subconsciously, Jiang Jing moved lightly and took them apart bit by bit.

Then, his heart dropped violently.

Under the gauze, his wrist was red and swollen, a hideous scar, the corner of the suture needle had just grown, mixed with ointment, it grew thinly and densely on his wrist.

Before the WIT World League, there was no news of Gu Han for two months, he should have undergone surgery during that time.

As if her heart had been stabbed by a needle, Jiang Jing frowned tightly, her eyes refused to move away, as if she was punishing herself, she stubbornly stared at the wound.

God knows how he played such a high-intensity game with such a wound.

"A Jing." Gu Han called Jiang Jing, his eyes were soft, and he stroked his hair with the other hand, and said softly, "I didn't mean to break the agreement, at least it's half done, right?"

All the smiles gathered in the eyes.

The room was extremely silent, only the air conditioner was humming faintly.

Jiang Jing didn't know what to say, and at this moment it seemed that nothing was right.

Gu Han didn't urge him, and quietly waited for Jiang Jing's answer. He saw Jiang Jing slowly took his hand, and then kissed that hideous wound.

The moment his lips touched the wound, Gu Han's arms shrank suddenly.

Jiang Jing immediately let go of her hand, her brows furrowed, and her worried eyes fell right on him.

Seeing Jiang Jing's nervous look, Gu Han smiled and said, "Itches."

The timbre is clear, the ending is hoarse with inertia, and the apricot blossoms are like spring rain, gently brushing against the ears.