cry one let me see

The first day of December is the final of the playoffs.

Song Mingyi did not sit in the commentary seat this time. He refused the invitation to explain and concentrated on taking care of his club's players who were going to play in the final.

On the day of the competition, when Song Mingyi was busy, he suddenly heard exclamations and applause from the auditorium. The enthusiasm was comparable to that of welcoming last year's champion team.

Song Mingyi looked around and saw no commotion on the field or stage, but found a familiar face on the big screen.

It's Ruan Jun.

He was sitting in the auditorium, not in front of the back, just in time to see the large hanging monitor.

Probably the director team took a fancy to his high popularity and specially gave him a close-up. When the camera zoomed in, Ruan Jun was surprised for a moment, thinking that Song Mingyi might see it, so he didn't run away, so he just sat upright. Dafangfang smiled at the camera, which elicited a burst of cheers.

After laughing, he lowered his head to look for the people in the front row, and when he lowered his gaze across the front row, he happened to meet Song Mingyi's raised gaze.

Unlike the calmness just now, Ruan Jun quietly moved his buttocks on his seat, and then clasped his hands on his abdomen, feeling a little more comfortable, and nodded to Song Mingyi as a greeting.

Song Mingyi smiled and nodded his jaw at him.

The eyes of the two met for a brief moment, and in the following time, Song Mingyi put all his energy on his own team.

This final is an annual battle that the BMG team has prepared for a whole year. Song Mingyi's goal for them is to use this playoff final as a springboard to aim for the Champions Cup next year.

Fortunately, the BMG players lived up to their hard work over the past year. In this BO7, they only conceded two points to their opponent at the beginning, and then won the game with four consecutive victories.

When RE and Xiaoyu shouted "Congratulations to the BMG team for winning the playoffs", Song Mingyi stood up from his seat and looked at his team members with a smile.

And about seven or eight rows behind him, Ruan Jun also stood up all of a sudden, with a beam of joy on his face, as happy as if he had won the championship.

The five members of BMG stood firm on the podium, the huge trophy in their hands was extraordinarily bright under the lights, shining with the light of the winners.

Ruan Jun looked forward to it.

After the BMG players received their trophies, they went behind the stage. Song Mingyi also got up and went backstage to greet the players. When the five young men saw him, they stuffed the trophies into his arms, embraced him with open arms, and immediately surrounded Song Mingyi. There was a ball.

Song Mingyi is notorious for being strict when leading the team, and not everyone can accept such a strict and high-pressure environment, and sometimes there will always be some dissatisfaction, such as Lei Yue, who called his family to complain and Song Mingyi heard it , but he himself does not know.

But Song Mingyi is undoubtedly a qualified and even an excellent team manager. He knows what professional e-sports players need, and he never hesitates to pass on his experience. The bitterness of those dormant training periods turned into sweeter at this moment. of sugar.

Now, they are convinced of Song Mingyi from the bottom of their hearts, and they are also grateful to him from the bottom of their hearts.

The tallest of these boys is only 1.8 meters 1.9. They hugged Song Mingyi, who was more than [-] meters tall, like a bunch of ginseng fruits hanging on the branches, making the coach who followed the players laugh.

"Is this Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs?" the coach joked with a smile.

Several team members were disgusted by his description, but they all showed their faces and laughed along. Everyone let go of Song Mingyi one after another, discussing that they would invite Jiang Buyou, the coach and Song Mingyi to dinner.

Song Mingyi took a step behind, stretched out his hand to caress the corner of the clothes that had been crumpled by the team members, and left room for the team members to hold together excitedly.

After the game, there were various interviews and video shoots.

Song Mingyi went to the door to smoke a cigarette in the gap arranged by him, and when he looked up, he saw Ruan Jun walking quickly.

"Senior!" Ruan Jun almost trotted over, with a smile on his face: "Congratulations, senior!"

Song Mingyi put away the lit cigarette between his lips, and suddenly remembered how he was choked by the smoke when he met Ruan Jun outside the shopping mall.

He obviously doesn't know how to smoke, but he carries the same brand of cigarettes as himself.

"So happy?" Song Mingyi asked him.

Ruan Jun didn't speak, and nodded his head with bright eyes, his movements were very brisk, without any hesitation.

Song Mingyi asked again: "Happy for me?"

Ruan Jun still nodded without hesitation.

His emotions are warm and straightforward, spreading out on the surface without any concealment.

Ruan Jun's performance was so natural and honest, without any impurity, which made Song Mingyi hesitate for a while.

Could it be... I am preconceived and overthinking?

Ruan Jun has never taken any unnecessary actions so far, and it seems that many things are done by himself.

Maybe Ruan Jun just regards himself as a respected senior?

Song Mingyi didn't show it on his face, but his heart sank.

If the other party's mind is different from his own, then he must not drag the other party down this road because of his own selfish desires.

Various thoughts swirled in his mind, and finally he picked two questions and asked Ruan Jun: "Why are you so happy for me?"

Ruan Jun raised his head slightly and met his dark eyes.

He'd never said it, but the timing was right.

Ruan Jun thought about it, endured the shame in his heart, and said without hesitation: "Because senior is my idol!"

Song Mingyi curled his lips after hearing this, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

He thought about it, and decided to give this choice to the other party: "Is there anything you want to say to me, huh?"

Ruan Jun blinked and thought about the meaning of his words.

Ruan Jun has been thinking about playing DOTA2 all the time, and he is also planning to terminate his contract with the team recently.So when I heard this question, my first reaction was... Did he know that I wanted to play DOTA? ?

He and Song Mingyi looked at each other for a long while, the former was apprehensive and slightly excited, while the latter handed over the rope holding his heart directly.

Ruan Jun looked at Song Mingyi's calm face with a slight smile, and subtly sensed something was wrong, but the words he had been planning for a long time had already reached his lips, and he couldn't stop them at all.

"Yes!" He summoned up his courage.

Song Mingyi silently tightened his fingers holding the cigarette.

"Senior, if you want to lead the team to play in the future..." He concealed the name of the game that might be the opponent's secret injury, not wanting to spoil the current atmosphere, and continued: "I want to join you!"

Song Mingyi's heartbeat paused, and he heard himself ask: "I ate barbecue that day...do you want to tell me this too?"

The other party hesitated to speak several times that day, and he saw it all.

Ruan Jun recalled it for a while, and thought that the seniors had already noticed it a long time ago!

As expected of a senior!As expected of an idol!

He nodded.

Song Mingyi seemed to see that the leash he handed over with his own hands floated to the ground.

It turned out that he just wanted to enter his own team and join the BMG club.

It turned out that the mind of the person in front of him was not what he thought at all.

The arc of Song Mingyi's lips was a little stiff. He looked down at the cigarette in his hand, and shook off the half-burned gray ash on it, so as to cover the momentary trembling of his fingers.

When he looked up again, his expression was as usual, but in Ruan Jun's eyes, there seemed to be something vaguely separated, which made him see it unreal.

"I see." Song Mingyi seemed to answer Ruan Jun, more like a warning to remind himself.

He paused and considered his language before putting on his usual social face: "You are a good player. If I still lead the team or need you, I will definitely tell you."

Ruan Jun got an affirmative answer, and smiled with two crescent moons in his eyes, full of joy of getting his wish fulfilled.

Song Mingyi watched the joy gradually disconnected from him, and tasted the astringency of cigarettes on his lips.

He coughed lightly, forcing himself to look away.

...it's time to keep your distance from him.

"I still have something to do, so I'll go ahead." Song Mingyi put out the cigarette directly with his fingertips. The little bit of the flame burned his fingertips, but he couldn't warm the temperature of his fingers at all.

Ruan Jun stood where he was, nodded obediently, and watched Song Mingyi's back gradually drifting away.