Our team is not allowed to fall in love

The handsome young man relaxing on the back of the chair seemed completely unaware of the boy's strange expression, and even said something to the young makeup artist.

"It's okay, thank you for your support."

The make-up artist seemed to have just graduated from college. She didn't expect that Zhoushen, who was rumored to be cold-tempered in the circle, would talk to her so gently today. The hands that hooked Lu Miaozhou's eyeliner trembled in excitement.

"I will continue to support, and I will definitely watch the AIM games. Xishen also wants to work hard. My roommate likes Xishen very much!"

Xishen suddenly withdrew his gaze and lowered his head, only to realize that his hands had clenched into fists at some point and were clenched tightly.

His heartbeat was fast and chaotic, and he told himself over and over again that Brother Lu was just communicating with fans normally.

But recalling the young man's relaxed smile just now, he felt an inexplicable twist in his heart, no matter how he thought about it, he felt uncomfortable.

The young man bent his lips, but there was not much expression in his eyes, and he said politely: "Thank you."

Speechless all the way.

When it was time to get out of the car, Lu Miaozhou really took a photo with the makeup artist, but he dragged him into the photo together.

When they entered the venue where the lottery ceremony was held at the WPL headquarters, they found that most of the team's representatives had already arrived. Ink greeted them first. The incident about Rock's sleeping fan just came out. Ink's dark circles were as thick as a giant panda, and he was very listless .

Cheng Xi pursed his lips, and walked half a step behind Lu Miaozhou, still thinking that when they took a group photo just now, Lu Miaozhou shook his wrist whether it was intentional or not.

But all in all, Zhoushen, who never takes photos with fans, never signs autographs for fans, and can make fans laugh for a long time even by showing a smile, is always a fact in front of him today, talking and laughing with a female fan.

Young Master Cheng didn't suppress the temper welling up in his heart, he still had the usual smile on his face, but his light-colored peach blossom eyes were already tinged with anger.

He met Ink's beckoning hand to them, rushed to Lu Miaozhou in one step, walked up quickly, and gave Ink a big hug.

Ink was stunned by such a "heart-warming" hug from Kuaixi Zai, and immediately patted the boy on the shoulder, feeling relieved and moved.

"Flame still cares about me. Don't worry, I'm fine, I will definitely cheer up and play well in the Spring Split!"

Cheng Xi took advantage of the opportunity and stood next to Ink, and whispered back: "Well, come on! The list of players for the ACT spring competition will be reported so soon?"

The list of players will be announced when the lottery is drawn later, so there is nothing to say.

Ink: "Hey, what else can I do? I got a substitute, and it must be too late to find another person in the youth training camp... I am thankful for being able to enter the quarterfinals this time."

Just as Cheng Xi was about to say something more, he caught a sharp glimpse of the staff in charge of the lottery approaching, and immediately fell silent.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the slender young man casually unzip the black and white team uniform, stand on the far side, and did not come to him.

"Have all the players from each team arrived? If so, we will start drawing lots..."

"Stand together with the team, it will look better when you take a picture later, hey, Zhoushen, you go to the side of the flame!"

Suddenly being named, Cheng Xi, who had deliberately wanted to stand apart from Lu Miaozhou, felt guilty for some reason, as if his little thoughts had been seen through. He coughed lightly, and squeezed closer to Ink, trying to get out. A vacant seat for Lu Miaozhou.

Only then did Ink realize that Lu Miaozhou hadn't followed Cheng Xi's side. Thinking of his bald mouth last night, he asked frightenedly, "flame, are you and Zhoushen okay?"

Lu Miaozhou, with long legs and long feet, walked over in a few steps, and stared at Ink lightly: "It's very good, there's nothing wrong with it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he put a hand on Cheng Xi's shoulder, forced the boy and ink to get a little further apart, and then stood between them.

The temperature of the palm pressed on the shoulder was a little hot, and the force was also a little heavy. In addition, Lu Miaozhou looked at him lightly, and Cheng Xi's ears turned red in an instant. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he showed a strange expression.

Ink knew that there must be something wrong with Lu Miaozhou and Cheng Xi's appearance, and he immediately became more worried. He was thinking about how to apologize to Lu Miaozhou after the ceremony was over, so as to offset his bald mouth last night.

After the staff beeped for a while, the lottery officially began.

The team logos of each team began to scroll on the computer screen. The 12 teams in the spring competition were divided into four groups. The points system was implemented. Each group had three rounds of competition. Three points were awarded for winning one round, and no points were scored for losing one round.

If the scores are equal at the end, the winner will be determined according to the number of games used in BO5. If they are still equal, the total number of kills will be counted. The team with the last score in each group will be eliminated, and the rest will enter the quarterfinals, and then the elimination system will be implemented.

No one wants to meet a strong team in the group stage, so as soon as the team logo on the screen began to scroll, the e-sports players below began to whisper their prayers.

"Don't play with AIM, don't play with AIM."

Several players who have a good relationship with ACT intentionally teased Ink: "Team with ACT, team with ACT..."

Ink was furious when he heard this, and poked Lu Miaozhou's hand: "God of the Zhou, look, our ACT can be regarded as the tiger's fall..."

"It's just a dog falling into Pingyang." Lu Miaozhou curled his lips and muttered blankly, "A team with ACT, a team with MAX..."

ink: "..."

Lu Miaozhou, your uncle deserves flame to throw a tantrum at you!

The lottery was drawn soon, and AIM was in Group B, neither with MAX nor with ACT, and they bumped into two mid-level teams.

Ink is already Buddha, it doesn't matter which group he is in, so he cheered up and asked Cheng Xi: "flame, how do you feel in this group?"

Cheng Xi glanced at the two drawn teams: "It's not bad, not the worst case."

ACT, on the other hand, bumped into last season's third place, so it is estimated that the pressure is not small.

"The lottery is over, and the pre-match interviews of each team will follow. Please come to the interview room with representatives from AIM..."

Cheng Xi was stunned for a moment: "Why is our team first?"

"This is the tradition of WPL. Generally, the interview materials of the teams that have just advanced to the Spring Split will be released first. Although several AIM players are veterans, the team is a new one after all. It's normal, let's go!"

The interviewer was an old acquaintance.

"Zhou God, Xi God, which of the two will come first?"

Before Cheng Xi answered, he heard Lu Miaozhou's footsteps walking forward.

"I'll come first."

After an innocuous official question, it was a question from fans as usual.

The host coughed before asking with a smile, "Does the Zhou God know what cp means?"

"know."

"Then Zhoushen knows...does anyone like Zhouxi CP? It's you and Xishen..."

Cheng Xi's face became hot, and he stood aside and looked at him in bewilderment. His first thought was to be glad that he wasn't the first to accept the interview.

After all, Lu Miaozhou is an old fritter.

The youth didn't change his face: "Didn't you say there is only one fan question?"

Host: "Yes!"

"Then you already asked me if I knew what CP is, and I said yes."

The handsome and cold young man pursed his lips and smiled harmlessly, but his phoenix eyes looked at Cheng Xi who was at the side without any trace.

Does he know Zhou Xi's cp?Of course he does.

It's a pity that he doesn't know if the other protagonist of CP, Young Master Cheng, will accept it or not.

[The author has something to say: ink: wood, we are always tool people]