The First Assassin[Esports]

The author has something to say: the final episode, I preliminarily estimate that it will be written up and down/up and down, and it should be finished this week.

Parallel time and space setting: Team Los Angeles refuses to play e-sports and saves money to open an Internet cafe. Xiao Fu transfers to study in a small city where Team Los Angeles is located. The story begins here~

Because of the parallel time and space, the experience of the two is different from the main text, and their personalities have also been slightly adjusted. For example, the Luo team is "forced to make a living", and their personalities will be much more cheerful and smooth.

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This is a small city in the south.

Hot and humid summer, less frost and snow in winter.

Although autumn drags the tail of summer and keeps it from going away, it is hotter than July and August, but spring is full of flowers and there are no annoying sandstorms and catkins.

In general, Fu Xunshu is very satisfied.

It has been a year since he transferred to this small southern city to study, and he is about to enter the third year of high school.

The summer vacation for senior two and senior high school is late, and there are two weeks of tutoring after the final exam, and the holiday is close to August.

On the day of the holiday, the whole class was restless, and they were still studying at night, their schoolbags had already been tidied up, leaving only a paper and a pencil case on the table—pretending to deal with the teacher on stage.

When get out of class was about to end, the class teacher walked into the classroom with a stack of papers: "These are your homework for the holidays, I just forgot to hand them out."

The whole class gasped, and when the papers were handed out, they were shocked to find that there were as many as 43 papers.

"In less than a month, I have to do 43 papers. I can't finish one paper a day, so let me die in this summer vacation."

"When my mother asked me why I didn't go with her relatives, I said there was too much homework."

"A good excuse."

"I originally wanted to go to the newly opened Internet cafe tonight to play Free, but I heard that the newly opened Internet cafe has a [-]% discount. The plan died before it was implemented!"

"You should first think about whether you can go to an Internet cafe as a minor."

"..."

The messy classroom is like a vegetable market. Fu Xunshu has no distractions. He briefly reads the last few big questions of the math paper, takes a brush and writes the approximate steps to solve the problems. Make a loud noise.

In just one minute, only Fu Xunshu was left in the classroom.

Fu Xunshu packed his schoolbag slowly, and when he walked out of the school, his phone vibrated.

It is Ms. Wenhua Yingwen.

The phone picks up, "Xun Shu, you're on vacation. I'll let Uncle Li pick you up. You have to come back this summer. I'll discuss with your dad about sending you abroad to study in college. Don't go to high school in China."

The voice is gentle, but the tone and wording are undeniable.

Fu Xunshu looked up and saw Uncle Li walking towards him with four or five bodyguards that Ms. Wen Huaying was talking about.

Right now after school is over, the school gate is blocked by parents who come to pick up their children. Even if there are a few bodyguards who are tall and strong, it is difficult to break through the barrier of the sea of ​​people.

Ms. Wen Huaying's phone call seemed to be stuck.

Fu Xunshu replied coldly: "I'm going to take the college entrance examination to study at a domestic university. I wish you, Dad, and Fu Tong a happy holiday in advance. I won't be going back."

After finishing speaking, as soon as the phone was hung up, he swam into the crowd like a nimble little fish.

Uncle Li and those bodyguards immediately surrounded him.

Relying on his familiarity with the terrain, Fu Xunshu turned three or five times, shuttling back and forth through the streets and alleys, and quickly left several big men behind.

He stopped, looked around, and saw a small Internet cafe with the sign of "Sanshui Internet Cafe" coming into view.

This is what the classmates discussed, the newly opened Internet cafe with a [-]% discount on Internet access.

Just three or four seconds after this pause, there was a sudden commotion not far away, Fu Xunshu hesitated for a while, and walked towards the Internet cafe.

There are many people in the Internet cafe, but there is only one person at the front desk.

Before entering the door, I heard a voice: "Underage is not allowed to enter here."

Fu Xunshu: "I'm an adult."

The person who spoke stood up from the front of the stage, looking around at his school uniform and schoolbag, "The ones around?"

Fu Xunshu hesitated for a moment: "Yes."

"Then you won't be allowed in." The man's fluffy pink hair complemented his snow-like skin and made his skin more translucent and tender. He looked more like a student than Fu Xunshu.

The sound of chaotic footsteps came from far to near, Fu Xunshu was breathless in his heart, and wanted to turn his head to find other places to hide, but when he turned his head and saw the half body of a black-clothed bodyguard, he immediately turned his head back and strode towards the Internet cafe.

"Hey, student boy, what about you! Can't understand people's language, right? Here we—"

Fu Xunshu took a step with his long legs propped up on the table, and stuck directly into the front desk, met Fenmao face to face, then took off his schoolbag, put it in his arms, and bent down to hide under the table.

Fenmao was so startled that he forgot to speak, and stared blankly at the table.

Fu Xunshu looked at Fenmao with a trace of sincerity and feigned pity: "My dad took out a loan shark and fled to another place. The creditor came to the school to look for me. I don't surf the Internet. Can you let me hide here?"

Fenmao: You fucking hid and asked me?

After Fu Xunshu finished speaking, he paused for two seconds and added two words: "Please."

Fenmao: "..."

Fu Xunshu, about 1.8 meters tall, was too pitiful to hide in such a corner with aggrieved looks. The corners of Fenmao's mouth twitched, and he didn't say no, and sat down in a trance.

It was just that big under the table, hiding someone, and Fenmao sat down again, her two long legs could only be stretched aside.

In the dim light, Fu Xunshu found that this person was wearing a pair of washed white knee-length shorts and cheap slippers, and even his toes were curled up in embarrassment.

But the calf is slender and smooth, shiny and fair, and the leg hair is almost invisible.

...and strangely beautiful.

With such a distracted effort, those bodyguards have already entered the Internet cafe.

Fu Xunshu held his heart, listening to Fenmao and the bodyguards dealing with him, listening to him calmly and naturally fooling the bodyguards with his soft and waxy accent unique to southerners.

"Students? I haven't seen them before. We don't allow students to enter our Internet cafes."

"Is the eldest brother online?"

"Not online? How about two bottles of Nongfu Spring?"

"Neither of them? Then please give way, don't stand at the door and block my business."

The bodyguard shot the small Internet cafe with his hawk-like gaze, and asked, "What are you doing upstairs?"

"Upstairs? It's where I live and where the sundries are piled up—hey, big brother, if you want to surf the Internet, it's downstairs. Go straight to the toilet and turn right. No one is allowed upstairs."

The bodyguard glanced contemptuously at the slender body of the owner of the Internet cafe, ignored the obstruction, and stepped straight up to the second floor with his long legs.

Nothing was found.

Boss Fenmao tore off the mask of gentleness, and his voice was completely cold, "Your behavior has constituted a forced home invasion. If you don't leave, I will call the police."

The bodyguard touched his round head, reluctantly exiting the door, with a little doubt in his heart.

——Although the boss blocked him, the scope of action did not go beyond the front desk, and the blocking force was not directly proportional to the blocking intention.

Before going out, the bodyguard glanced under the front desk again.

The boss had already sat down, leaning back against the chair, with his legs spread out, looking a little out of shape.

With such a sitting posture, the two legs occupy the entire bottom of the table, so it can be basically determined that no one can hide under the table.

Unless the man at the bottom is held between his legs by the boss.

Immediately the bodyguard shook his head, thinking to himself.

As for Fu Xunshu's stubborn temper, is he willing to hide like this?

Fu Xunshu really hid it like this.

But it's different from what the bodyguard imagined.

Boss Fenmao's two legs were on his shoulders. His two feet overlapped at the back of Fu Xunshu's neck, and his heels were not light or heavy on the protruding joints of his spine. He was so stiff that he dared not move.

The bare and cold calf seems to be rubbing against the cheek, and when it is put down, Fu Xunshu's breath has already ironed a small piece of skin.

Fu Xunshu came back to his senses.

The bodyguard has left.

He got up from the bottom of the table, and the pink-haired boss stared at the empty table, his complexion had become the same color as his hair, "I didn't mean to take advantage of you, but if I didn't, he might come in and check under the table."

Fu Xunshu looked down, and the boss's toes were still curled up.

"It's okay, thank you boss for lending me a hiding place."

He never mentioned the problem of posture, and the pink hair let out a long sigh of relief.

Fu Xunshu's dark eyes fell on Fenmao, and only now did he have time to see the boss's upper body clearly.

A loose white T-shirt with a drooping neckline, exposing two extremely delicate collarbones.

The boss is good-looking, better than everyone Fu Xunshu has ever met. He is only in his early twenties, young and beautiful. It is hard to imagine that a person with such appearance is buried in this small Internet cafe, which is full of obscurity and staleness. body.

"They're not debt collectors, are they?" The boss opened a can of soda and handed it to Fu Xunshu, "Student, please drink."

Fu Xunshu thanked subconsciously, took the soda and realized what the other party asked.

"How do you know they are not debt collectors?"

The boss laughed at himself: "If it's really a debt collection, I wish everyone from all over the world knew that you owed money to someone, and they wouldn't come here quietly, and leave after searching my place."

The boss is a man with a story.

But Fu Xunshu didn't ask, the friendship between him and the boss is not so deep.

In the end, while the boss was going to turn on the machine, Fu Xunshu left the soda money and gave him another 100 yuan as a thank you fee for letting him hide.

Back at the rented house, Fu Xunshu planned to go to bed after taking a shower.

He was not afraid that Uncle Li would suddenly bring someone to the door.

The Fu family bought him a house in the school district near the school. The Fu family always thought that he lived there, but it was not the case.

In front of his parents, only financial independence has the right to speak, otherwise he would not decisively sever ties with the Fu family.

Let the family of three be harmonious and friendly.

Fuck him.

His life will not be manipulated by anyone.

A little restless tonight.

In the past, Fu Xunshu's sleep quality was super good. He fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow and woke up at dawn. He never tossed and turned in the middle of the night.

Today, however, he encountered what every boy goes through during puberty.

In the dream, there was a pair of long legs with white skin like snow, resting on his shoulders, the cold skin made him wake up suddenly.

He sat on the bed in a daze for a while, as if waking up from a thunderbolt, and slowly lifted the quilt——

Three seconds later, Fu Xunshu gave up struggling, got out of bed, changed the sheets, and took a shower.

The next day, Fu Xunshu came to the small Internet cafe again with some unknown thoughts.

Boss Fenmao probably didn't sleep all night. He yawned when Fu Xunshu entered the door. Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and he just looked at Fu Xunshu so wetly.

"Students?"

"My name is Fu Xunshu."

In the early morning, there are not many customers in the Internet cafe, two or three, basically all night.Boss Fenmao lay limp and boneless on the table, looking at Fu Xunshu from bottom to top, with a sleepy soft tone, "I don't care what your name is, last night was an emergency, I don't welcome students here. Also, what do you mean by leaving money yesterday?"

"Thank you fee."

"Okay, I'll take it, get out."

Fu Xunshu was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "If I say that my dad is bankrupt today, and I want to come to you to do a summer job to earn money, would you believe me?"

Fenmao stared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled: "How much hatred do you have with your father? You borrowed a loan shark last night, went bankrupt today, and what will happen tomorrow?"

Fu Xunshu actually thought about it seriously, "I haven't thought about it, if you don't keep me, then I will think of an excuse tomorrow."

"Go away."

Fu Xunshu didn't leave. He felt that the boss was soft-hearted, so he said, "Let me stay, please, brother."