protect our bun

The first time Qi Feng and Feiyang met was on a sunny afternoon, just as the autumn competition had just ended, Feiyang happened to have free time.

At the century-old store at the entrance of Kuanzhai Alley, Qi Feng saw Feiyang playing with his mobile phone with his legs crossed as soon as he arrived. The mobile phone was held sideways, probably studying a game.

Qi Feng walked over, and tried his best to soften the sound of pulling the chair away, but there was still a rattling sound between the rough chair and the floor, Feiyang frowned and raised his head, and after seeing Qi Feng's face, he slightly After a moment of astonishment, he asked awkwardly, "Are you..."

"The one who wants to play against you."

"I'll go..." The surprise on Feiyang's face was beyond words, he immediately put down his phone, stood up and shook hands with Qi Feng, and said, "It's really you, I thought you had to wear a mask to see me."

"why?"

"No, you don't show your face in the live broadcast, I thought you were either a wanted criminal, or... you are too tall to be seen." Feiyang made a gesture of please sit down, and continued, "I didn't expect you to be so handsome .”

Qi Feng already knew Feiyang's self-awareness in the game, and now he heard Feiyang say such a thing, so he didn't think there was anything wrong.

"Han Yuyang." Feiyang introduced himself first.

"Qi Feng." Qi Feng also said his name truthfully. Since he came, he didn't intend to hide it in front of Feiyang. He reached out and gestured to Feiyang's phone screen, "You finish typing first."

Feiyang let out a "suck", and immediately picked up the phone again, and said while operating: "You order first, don't be polite to me, I will finish the abuse right away."

Halfway through the meal, Fei Yang flicked his hammer here and there on his broom to get something to talk about, and he was almost ready to call Qi Feng brothers and sisters, until he suddenly saw the watch on Qi Feng's wrist——

Feiyang paused with the chopsticks holding the beef, and asked with the corners of his mouth: "Then what, your watch... is it real?"

Qi Feng always wears a watch, but those in the dormitory are not people who like watches, and few people he meets in school can recognize this brand. Surprised, he hummed casually, and before he could say another word, a piece of Feiyang's beef fell into the rice with a thud.

Richard Mille, even if Feiyang couldn't afford it, he still knew the price, the one Qi Feng had, couldn't be less than seven figures.

Qi Feng glanced at Feiyang again, and explained: "I didn't buy it, it was a gift from someone else."

Then Feiyang's face became even more gloomy. You might as well say that you bought it yourself. If you can accept gifts at this price, what kind of person must it be?

"No, that... Me, I like to eat some home-cooked food." Feiyang scratched his head in embarrassment, "If we had known, we would have changed places, this..."

Feiyang bit the bullet and glanced at the concrete floor of the restaurant, the slightly wobbly seats, and the proprietress beside her who was paying the bills for the guests and yelling at the children to go to the back kitchen to study. Well, I'm a little too out of place."

"What's the point of having a meal?" Qi Feng really didn't mind, he was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, but he suffered from all kinds of hardships in high school, and picky eating has been a problem since then. It has nothing to do with myself.Qi Feng took another sip of the drink specially recommended by Feiyang, looked at Feiyang who was still embarrassed, and simply reprimanded, "There's no end to it, why do you have to let me pretend to be tough with you?"

Feiyang was taken aback for a moment, seeing that Qi Feng was still talking to him like he was in the game, he finally laughed out of relief, and said while picking up the rice: "Hey, I'm going, I'm scared to death, I'm thinking that after this meal you will You have to block me."

Qi Feng glanced at Feiyang with the eyes of a fool, and continued to eat with his head down.

Feiyang was not hungry at all, and asked curiously: "No, then why are you so rich as an anchor? This year's signing fee is not worth a watch, right?"

Qi Feng tugged on his sleeves indiscriminately, covering half of his watch, and said: "I'm free, can I do it, don't talk nonsense, I have something to ask you."

Qi Feng put down his chopsticks, wiped his hands, and said, "Last time you said that what you lost to LK was not strength, what do you mean?"

In formal professional competitions, all mobile phones provided by the government are used. Only the accounts are owned by the players themselves, and there are special referees behind each team. It is really impossible to tamper with the game, but Feiyang said that the loser is not Strength, does that mean that someone has tampered with other places?

Is that person Xing Yuan?

Although Feiyang is always talking about running trains, his attitude towards competitive games is something ordinary people don't have, otherwise he would not admit it openly in his live broadcast room. If Qi King is a professional player, his position as the number one mid laner in the league If not guaranteed.

Feiyang didn't expect that Qi Feng would suddenly turn the topic to the competition, and he didn't expect that Qi Feng would mention the shameful battle of TW when he first opened his mouth. He frowned and said, "You won't be sent by LK to talk to me. Bar?"

"No, it's impossible, LK probably can't afford you an appearance fee." After Feiyang doubted himself, he dispelled the doubt on his own, and continued, "Actually, I said that at the time out of anger."

Qi Feng: "..."

"But it's not anymore." Feiyang said, "I'm sure there is something wrong with LK's star relationship. In fact, not long after that match ended, Feiying told me the truth."

Feiyang copied to Qi Feng exactly what Feiying had said to him back then, then looked at Qi Feng seriously, and said, "I never told anyone except you."

"Don't worry, it won't spread."

Fei Yang waved his hand: "That's not what I mean, I mean, since you know everything, you can't help me take revenge?"

"How to help?"

"Friendly match." Fei Yang said, "We should have met Xingyuan in this autumn match, but you also know that the situation in our team has changed a lot and we missed the autumn match. This friendly match is the latest match with The opportunity for Xingyuan to fight, Feiying will definitely watch it when the time comes."

"Don't worry, you will definitely win online, but offline—" Qi Feng thought about the address he just received the night before, and said indifferently, "I won't make it easier for him offline either."

The day before the friendly match, Qi Feng asked for two tickets, one for Lin Chuxue and the other for Zhan Xingchen himself.

"Come whenever you want." Qi Feng didn't deliberately stop Zhan Xingchen from meeting Huo Ting, but instead said, "Don't be afraid, he can't touch you."

Zhan Xingchen wasn't really afraid, he was afraid that Qi Feng wouldn't let him see Huo Ting again, so he glanced at Qi Feng, then at the VIP seat ticket in his hand, and whispered: "Then I...go and see ,Is it ok?"

Zhan Xingchen: "I, I want to watch you live...play a game..."

"I said you can come if you want." Qi Feng rubbed Zhan Xingchen's hair, "But I may not be able to pick you up tomorrow, I have to go to meet Feiyang in advance."

"It's okay, I can go by myself." When Zhan Xingchen heard that Qi Feng really asked him to watch, he immediately smiled. Qi Feng looked at Zhan Xingchen dotingly, "Wait for me in the arena after the game, don't run around."

Zhan Xingchen nodded happily, his excitement level was no different from going to see an idol's concert soon.

The friendly match didn't start until three o'clock in the afternoon, but Qi Feng arrived at the scene before ten o'clock, and all the teams hadn't arrived yet, so Qi Feng could only rely on the invitation letter to wait in the waiting room.

In the empty lounge, Qi Feng crossed his legs and leaned on the sofa, tapping his fingers on the table. He had to meet Huo Ting before the game. There was something he needed to confirm in person.

The originally quiet room suddenly became a little noisy due to the noise in the corridor. Qi Feng didn't pay much attention to it at first. He took out his mobile phone and was about to send Zhan Xingchen a WeChat message when the door of the lounge was suddenly knocked open.

A woman wearing a light blue coral velvet coat, with most of her face covered by sunglasses, was pressing her chest with one hand, leaning against the door panel of the lounge, panting. She obviously didn't expect that there would be other people in this room.

Feiyang told Qi Feng in advance that the friendly match will be held in the form of 2+1+2, two professional players, one star player, and two passerby players.

If there is no accident, the female star Hao Yun who was on the headlines two days ago should be one of today's contestants.

Hao Yun looked at Qi Feng in surprise through the sunglasses, Qi Feng only raised his head once when the lounge door was knocked open, and then ignored it, looking at the lunch picture sent by Zhan Xingchen , involuntarily raised the corners of his mouth.

Once this person becomes cute, he really looks good even fried eggs.

"You..." Hao Yun cleared her throat, walked up to Qi Feng in a pair of shiny high heels, and said, "Sorry, there are a lot of reporters outside, can I hide here for a while?"

Qi Feng obviously didn't take Hao Yun's existence seriously at all, and said without raising his head: "The lounge is shared, you can do whatever you want."

Hao Yun's face froze. It has been two years since she became popular, and no one dared to look at her. The vanity of being a first-line female star is at work at this moment. Hao Yun can't stand anyone treating her like nothing in front of her. , what's more, the other party is still a man who is very appetizing to him at a glance.

"Hello, my name is Hao Yun, are you here to participate in the competition?"

"En." Qi Feng still answered simply.

Hao Yun didn't expect that Qi Feng didn't even have a simple self-introduction, so she twitched the corner of her mouth in embarrassment. At this moment, the door of the lounge was pushed open for the second time, and two girls rushed in, nervously Said: "Sister Yun, why did you come here? The reporters are blocked outside, we have to start putting on makeup."

A girl looked around the lounge and said, "This is the common room, sister Yun. Your private lounge is on the second floor."

"No need." Hao Yun's self-confidence made her feel that Qi Feng must be taking a sneak peek at her at this moment. She pushed the sunglasses with her fingertips, and deliberately took off the coral fleece coat and put it on the arm of one of the girls, and then pretended Elegantly said, "It's so troublesome, just stay here, and save you all the trouble."

The two girls looked at each other inexplicably. They were used to being watched and shouted by Hao Yun all the year round. If there is any reason for Hao Yun to suddenly change his sexuality and pretend to be harmless to humans and animals, then I'm afraid... Is it the man in front of him who never raised his head?

who is he?Investor?Producer?Hao Yun's little boy?

Hao Yun intentionally stepped on a nice rhythm with her high heels, and while twisting the waist of the water snake under the camisole, she went to prepare for makeup, while Qi Feng was watching Zhan Xingchen's replies one by one, and almost laughed out loud.

Qi Feng: Do you know Hao Yun?

Zhan Xingchen: Is that female star...I know her.

Qi Feng: She is standing in front of me teasing me.

Zhan Xingchen:! ! !

Qi Feng: He took off his coat on purpose, exposing his collarbone.

Zhan Xingchen: Just ignore her, I've seen her news, and the rumors are not very good.

Zhan Xingchen: Why didn't you reply, are you chatting?

Zhan Xingchen: I'm done eating, shall I go find you now?

Zhan Xingchen; just talk to me, don't keep talking to her.

Qi Feng looked amused, and was about to reply quickly to appease his little bread, but Zhan Xingchen suddenly sent a photo.

Zhan Xingchen was still at home at the moment, and when eating, he was wearing pajamas with a loose neckline, so Qi Feng received a faceless selfie of Zhan Xingchen without any preparation.

The originally loose neckline was obviously pulled down on purpose, and the fair skin was actually tinged with blush, and the clean and neat collarbone looked especially good under the lean figure.

Qi Feng tried to calm himself down, but something still started to agitate.

Zhan Xingchen: I...I can do it too, don't ignore me.