Our team is not allowed to fall in love

Cheng Xi didn't remember how he got out of the conference room, and when Lin Shen and a few teammates heard Brother Li's exasperated shouts, they looked at him in surprise and incomprehension.

He only remembered that in a trance, Lu Miaozhou held his shoulders, stood in front of him, covered his tear-stained face, said a few words to Lin Shen slowly, and raised his hand to caress his back , give him comfort.

"Xiaoxi... Let's talk about these things later, shall we?"

A few people drove to a familiar hotpot restaurant and asked for a private room.

A wet towel wiped his face, and Cheng Xi sat next to Lu Miaozhou, his milky white skin was so tender that water could be squeezed out, and it was a little flushed by the hotel towel.

Lin Shen has not fully recovered from the shock of "flame not renewing the contract and going to a transfer", now seeing the frail young master Cheng curled up beside Zhoushen, he has an inexplicable feeling that Zhoushen is coaxing Xiao The daughter-in-law's unique sense of sight.

"flame...why are you planning to transfer all of a sudden? Didn't you say before that staying in MAX is good?"

Cheng Xi took a sip of orange juice, and finally his dry lips were slightly moistened. He glanced sideways at Lu Miaozhou.

Answer in a low voice: "...I want to win the championship."

Or to be more precise, he wants to win the World Championship together with Brother Lu.

The positioning of MAX as a commercialized club is already doomed for him to not be able to focus on achieving better results.

The other two teammates in the team besides Lin Shen, although their strength is also at the first-tier level, they are still far behind the top strength in the circle.It's just that they are handsome and have many fans, and they can earn more endorsement fees and live broadcast platform signing fees for the club, so they have never been replaced.

However, because of this, MAX is one of the top e-sports giants in the country, but when it comes to the World Championships, it is always unable to win the championship trophy.

Mentioning this, Lin Shen was also a little bit embarrassed, it was rare that he was not talkative.

"That's true, you are a poor talent in MAX. If you were born a few years earlier and played with Zhoushen in the first team of Lion, you two would definitely be the twin stars of the 'Wildland', the kind who won the trophy softly."

With a thought in Cheng Xi's mind, his lips bent unconsciously.

"Wasteland" Gemini, that's a good name, but...

The young man glanced at the orange juice poured into the glass with some distaste, and whispered to Lu Miaozhou, "Brother Lu, I want to drink."

It is definitely impossible to say that he has no feelings for MAX.

Now that it was so sudden, I planned to leave. I didn't regret it, but I still didn't want to give up.

As the boy spoke, he reached out to grab the white wine by the table.

Lu Miaozhou didn't stop him, but asked Lin Shen, "Has Xiaoxi's drinking capacity improved in recent years?"

"He can hold a lot of alcohol, don't worry Zhoushen. In the past, every time our team went out to celebrate the party, everyone would drink and talk nonsense. Just flame, hey, don't look at his young age, just sit there and give each other Let’s call Didi Taxi, it’s not noisy, it’s very good.”

Lu Miaozhou frowned slightly, and just when he was about to say something else, he heard the boy put the wine glass on the table with a "snap" and stare at him arrogantly, but his voice was soft and smelled of wine.

"Brother Lu! Give me... pour me some wine!"

Just had a drink?

Lin Shen was taken aback for a moment: "No, this...isn't it like this when Flame went out with us?"

Lu Miaozhou skillfully took Cheng Xi's wine glass, poured boiled water, and coaxed softly: "Master Cheng, the wine is ready, drink it slowly."

Then he ran down the boy's wine-red hair with one hand, and put the bottle of liquor on the table on the ground with the other.

"Look, isn't this just sitting here, not noisy, very good?"

Cheng Xi drank the "wine" in front of him in one gulp, feeling that the pungent taste in his throat was gone, he lowered his head, his peach blossom eyes were a little drunk and confused.

After being puzzled for a while, he raised his face and looked at Lu Miaozhou. His fair face did not smell of alcohol, and he looked the same as usual.

It's just that the words that are out of the mouth gradually become wrong: "Brother Lu, this wine is not good, it has no taste... You, get the strongest wine for the master, don't want this, it's tasteless..."

Lin Shen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and finally realized that flame was not a good drinker, but a good wine.

As for not making noise when drinking with them, I guess he was not so relaxed in front of Zhou Shen.

"Okay, I'll get the strongest wine for Master Cheng, just sit here obediently and wait for a while, okay?"

Holding a small cup in both hands, the boy nodded like a woodpecker.

Lu Miaozhou told Lin Shen, "Take care of him", and went out on his own.

Lin Shen let out a breath, hesitated for a moment, and took advantage of Lu Miaozhou's absence, he said, "flame, flame? Tell me the truth. Besides wanting to win the championship, is it because of Zhoushen's business? ?”

"MAX, they all bully Brother Lu." Cheng Xi turned his empty wine glass over, and was disappointed to find that there was really not a drop of wine left, "500 million wants to sign Brother Lu, they are dreaming!"

"500 million? Did the boat god agree?"

"Well... Brother Lu is always like this, I, I won't blame him, but he is always like this..."

Everything is for his own good, everything is for fear that he will be sad, and I don't care about my grievances at all.

"Still, young master, why don't you just tell the manager that it's liquidated damages? You can afford it! Get back some room, otherwise, they don't know what you're doing."

The more Lin Shen listened, the more something was wrong: "Find the scene? Where did you learn this kind of talk? Why do you look like a little gangster on the street?"

Cheng Xi's family owns a media company, with a fortune of hundreds of millions. It is said that he went all the way to a noble school, so how could he learn such words.

Even after entering the e-sports circle, the league values ​​professional players' moral qualities so much, they don't allow swearing, and they are fined if they say it. I have never heard flames speak so outrageously before.

Cheng Xi glanced at him with the kind eyes of an adult looking at a baby: "Of course Brother Lu taught me, don't you know? Back then, I was still in high school... The little bastard that Brother Lu taught me, taught me Playing 'The Badlands'."

Cheng Xi turned his head, just in time to see a young man in a black windbreaker coming in with two bottles of AD calcium milk in his hand, wrapped in the cold winter wind.

In the blurred vision, those handsome features were faintly tainted with a youthful and frivolous spirit, overlapping with the person who waved at him at the entrance of a dead end five years ago...

five years ago.

"Hey, isn't this our young master Cheng? He has a pretty face, like a woman, hehe, you're still crying, what are we doing, you're crying?"

Cheng Xi's back was close to the wall of the alley, and there were four or five people around the narrow intersection that could only accommodate two people, wearing ripped jeans, dyed yellow hair, and fiddling with the iron rod that had been removed from the table.

"Master Cheng's family has money, we all know it. You can't spend all your pocket money, can you? If you can't spend it all, why don't you give me some money."

The 15-year-old Cheng Xi was just in his freshman year of high school, and he hadn't started to look tall yet. A thin and delicate porcelain doll, there was no possibility of rushing out in front of a group of gangsters who were a head taller than him.

"The money... I've already given it to you." Little Cheng Xi pressed his back against the cold wall, but his clothes were soaked in cold sweat, "I really don't have any money..."

"No money? Your parents give you so much pocket money every day, will you have no money?!"

A little gangster rushed to him in a few steps, grabbed his collar and grabbed him.

"If you don't give it to us, we will search you. If you dare to tell what happened today, I will strip you naked and take pictures. Do you believe it?!"

"All the money has been paid for the class fee, you—"

The little gangster sneered, and already flicked his hands in his pockets irregularly: "I think you are toasting and not eating fine wine!"

He took out five yuan from Cheng Xi's pocket: "Isn't this enough for us to buy a pack of cigarettes? If you don't beat me up, you don't have a long memory, ah—"

A scream rang out after Cheng Xi bit his wrist fiercely.

The boy's fair face was flushed red, and his light brown peach blossom eyes seemed to be shattered by the noon sun. He lowered his head and bumped into the belly of the nearest gangster, causing him to stumble.

"Son of a son of a bitch, you dare to fight back! Why are you just staring blankly, why don't you give him a hard lesson?!"

The other gangsters came to their senses quickly, swung an iron rod and hit Cheng Xi's calf, threw him to the ground, and surrounded him.

"I fucking told you to fight back!"

The iron rod that was swung in the air was suddenly smashed down by a flying stone on the open space beside it.

The little gangster's hands numb, and he turned around angrily, and saw an eighteen or nine-year-old boy walking slowly towards them with one hand in his pocket and the other hanging by his side, stained with stone dust.

A head of slightly disheveled black hair, sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes, and a cynical smile in the cold phoenix eyes, as if they are the same kind of people as them, but the aura around him is cold and arrogant, as if walking on a concrete floor , but the red carpet.

"It's so lively here, it's noon, why don't people take a nap?"

The expected severe pain did not come, Cheng Xi instinctively raised his eyes, looking in the direction of the cold voice.

Under the dazzling sunlight, the boy standing at the entrance of the alley was wearing an ordinary black and white sweatshirt. Against the light, he could only see the graceful jawline of the other party.

"It's none of your business! If you dare to meddle in other people's business, I'll beat you up too!"

The young man's slender knuckles moved slightly, and his cold voice was still laughing: "Really, then let go of that kid, and I'll fight you."

The restraint on Cheng Xi's body was loosened. As soon as he got up from the ground, he wanted to go up to help, when he saw the young man kicked across the leg, and the little bastard was kicked out two or three meters with a stick.

"Little friend, pick up the stick and pass it to me, okay?"

Cheng Xi was dazed by the smile in those phoenix eyes, and when he picked up the stick and handed it over, he saw some blood stains on the other's fingers.

"I brought a Band-Aid..."

The boy ignored him, and within 5 minutes, the gangsters lay on the ground crying and howling in pain.

The boy moved his wrist, and finally looked down at him from the side. He wiped the clean part of his clothes with his palm, and lightly touched his hair.

"Little friend, if you encounter this kind of thing in the future, come to me. My name is Lu Miaozhou. I live in the canteen next door. Do you understand?"

Cheng Xi was stunned for a moment, under the young man's ignorant gaze, his ears turned red, and he said in a low voice, "I... I'm fifteen, I'm not a kid... Thank you, Brother Lu."

[The author has something to say: Zhou Shen: Daughter-in-law still has to be raised from childhood]