I'll take you to lie down [E-sports]

the person I like.

Does it hurt?

Apart from the doctors in the hospital, no one really asked Zong Heng about this in reality.

"Fortunately," Dafangfang rolled up his sleeves, and he deliberately took the matter seriously, "Barely able to keep up with the level of daily training."

In e-sports, especially the No. 1 shooting game, winning or losing is often a split-second operation. The right wrist is well-proportioned and strong, with slender and distinct joints. If it weren't for the previous confession, no one would have imagined that such a hand is actually injured.

"It seems that there are two more professional doctors in the team," Lu Ke blurted out without seeing anything wrong with the male god's hand after looking around, "William, help me add this."

Chen Mingjun who thought the cooperation would be cool:? ? ?

People are more popular than others, why isn't he brave enough to be a fan of the management?

But Zong Heng was not moved by the young man's concern.

I don't know what came to mind, his eyes were slightly cold: "Even the hand injury can be easily let go, forgive me... Does Boss Lu want to win, or does he just want me?"

"The God K I know is a person who is extremely responsible for the game. He will never make fun of his favorite career."

With a firm tone, Lu Ke looked back calmly: "Since you are still here and still want to stand on the podium, it proves that you are sure to overcome the physical influence."

Following the classic scenes in film and television dramas, he stood up, put one hand on the table in front of the man, and looked down at him from top to bottom: "So, you need both, is there a problem?"

Perhaps in order to enhance the oppressive feeling of the so-called overlord, the distance between Lu Ke and Zong Heng is extremely close at the moment. When you look up, you can see the handsome face of the boy the size of a palm, and the man shrouded in the shadow is also Don't panic, just lamented that the young skin is water spirit, while shaking his head cooperatively: "No problem, of course it's no problem."

After all, in the live broadcast room earlier, someone wanted both.

Chen Mingjun on the side was even more difficult to control his gossiping eyes. From his point of view, the two were so close that they almost kissed each other.

Those who know know that this is a negotiation, but those who don't know think it's flirting.

"Anyway, we still have to be cautious about signing this cooperation agreement," Chen Mingjun was afraid that something strange would happen if the two of them looked at each other, Chen Mingjun took the initiative to smooth things over, "There are still a few days before the transfer window opens. Think it over again."

"I won't mention the hand injury to anyone else." Startled by Chen Mingjun's voice, the blond boy backed away a little. "I also hope God K can feel my sincerity."

Taking a long breath secretly, he nodded and said, "Sorry, let's go to the bathroom."

I always felt that everything that happened today was very magical. When Lu Ke and William left the conference room one after another, Chen Mingjun immediately moved to Zong Heng's side: "How to say?"

"The coach of the team wrote your name, and the other team members are all familiar IDs in the circle," Zong Heng seemed to answer and sort out his thoughts, and Zong Heng lowered his voice, "The overall style is radical. The team is very close."

But because of PW's lessons learned from the past, he really can't easily believe in a team that is completely controlled by capital.

"That's not true, I think other children have already figured out you," Chen Mingjun rubbed his chin, not too much to watch the excitement, "At first I thought it was a fool, but whoever thought it was really has two brushes."

There are so many players in the circle, and it is a miracle in itself to be able to accurately select a starting roster that meets Zong Heng's wishes without those pillars who have no chance of being poached.

Inadvertently, he said with emotion: "You two seem to have a good understanding."

Even though there are reasons why Lu Ke himself is a fan of Zong Heng, but in many cases, admiration and admiration does not mean that he really understands a person.

"Maybe," Zong Heng straightened his cuffs and got up, "I'm going to the bathroom too."

The basic layout of each club is mostly similar, along the corridor all the way forward, Zong Heng soon saw his destination.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a blond child who was desperately splashing water on his face.

Yue Mo didn't expect that the other party would find the bathroom quietly alone, and Lu Ke, who saw the shadow of the male god through the mirror, was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly turned his head and blinked.

The thick eyelashes were curled and raised, and when he moved like this, the tiny drops of water that were originally caught by the eyelashes suddenly faltered, like a few golden peas that couldn't fall off.

It never occurred to him that the first time he and God K got together alone was in a place like the bathroom. Lu Ke couldn't help but glance at the position of the other's belt, and forgot what to say for a moment.

Sensitively noticing where the young man was looking from the corner of his eye, Zong Heng felt more and more that the flirtatious little anchor on the Internet was the other party's true nature, so he closed the door and reminded him friendly: "The collar is wet."

"Oh oh oh." Reflexively took a few paper towels from the sink and wiped them indiscriminately. The blond boy seemed calm, but in fact his ears were already red.

--close the door?Why closed?Does he really want to listen to the male god release the water?

Wipe the collar! Wipe the collar, he should have gone out just now.

"Lu Ke." Standing next to the other party naturally, Zong Heng called the boy's name, turned on the faucet and washed his hands, "You just became an adult recently?"

The expected embarrassing release of water did not happen, Lu Ke clutched the tissue and quietly breathed a sigh of relief: "Yeah."

"That's good. The league is now very strict about the age of the contestants," Zong Heng said as he left the formal occasion of the conference room, "If you invest so much money all at once, your family will support you?"

"Well, there are two up-and-coming older brothers and sisters supporting me, so I live a more casual life." As if remembering something happy, the boy had a small dimple on his right cheek, "As for the investment money, I will Will try to earn it back.”

Knowing a little about finance, Zong Heng laughed: "Including buying me for 5000 million?"

The quotation is much higher than that of his peers, but as long as he signs a one-year contract, not to mention that he is now 23 years old, even in the peak period of the ID "Kallaite", after the share, the other party may not be able to earn back the principal.

"Outsiders may see it as a loss, but so what? I just offer the person I like a price that he deserves." Lu Ke lowered his head and wiped his collar, subconsciously replied, "Private money will not enter the company's account."

Zong Heng: "...someone you like?"

"It's the kind of admiration and admiration," the blond boy looked up nervously as he slowly remembered the origin of AU, "There is absolutely no other meaning."

Turning his head, Zong Heng asked knowingly: "Other meanings?"

——It's the rich second generation who spends a lot of money to make her boyfriend happy.

Worried that the description would get darker after deliberately explaining, Lu Ke murmured: "No, it's nothing."

"God K, do you want to wipe your hands?"

Shaking the water drops, Zong Heng nodded: "Thank you."

Throwing the clenched tissues into the trash can, Lu Ke reached out and touched the tissue box twice, and then found out in embarrassment that the ones he just took away were the last few.

I am very glad that I am wearing a full suit today, the blond boy silently closed his hands, and took out a handkerchief from his breast pocket: "There are no tissues, can I use this first?"

handkerchief, silk...

A neat line of handwriting and a fresh rose suddenly popped up in his mind, Zong Heng remembered the piece of toffee that hadn't been eaten yet, and the hand that was holding the veil suddenly stopped.

Never thought that the details of sending flowers would be remembered by the Lord, Lu Ke raised his eyes in doubt: "What's wrong?"

"The material is very comfortable," Zong Heng took the other person's words calmly, and wiped his hands with Guan Shui, "Can you give this to me?"

"Of course," he agreed without even thinking about it. Lu Ke pretended to take out his phone unintentionally, "Do you want to add a WeChat account? I'll recommend the store you bought from."

His gaze stayed on the boy's bright little golden hair for a moment, and Zong Heng scanned the other party's business card: "Didn't the hair be dyed?"

From this angle, he could clearly see that the boy didn't even have a trace of blackness in his hair.

"Yes, it's true, but it's a pity I didn't inherit my father's green eyes." Knowing that PW has always been an all-Chinese class, Lu Ke added, "But God K, don't worry, my registered permanent residence is in S City, so I'm an authentic Daoist Chinese."

The profile picture on WeChat was the stupid cat at home that only slept and ate. Zong Heng asked again: "Can pets be kept in the base?"

"God K is talking about glutinous rice balls?" Quickly correcting the note to the other party, Lu Ke turned off the screen, "I have protected the windows on both floors of the dormitory, there should be enough space for him to run cool."

"Although it looks secluded here, the business district is only 5 minutes away by car. There are all kinds of food, clothing and housing. There are also two chain pet hospitals."

Being so considerate at such a young age, Zong Heng smiled half-smile: "It seems that I am really the one you said you like."

Even the problem of glutinous rice balls is considered, and the young man's handling of every detail makes him feel comfortable and appropriate. Compared with a whim, this is more like a long-planned hunt.

"In this circle, is there any newcomer who hasn't liked God K?" The atmosphere gradually relaxed, and Lu didn't avoid it anymore, "Appreciate, worship, and surpass."

Having heard many similar things, Zong Heng commented truthfully: "The ambition is not small."

Lu Ke: "Competitive games are about winning."

In e-sports, food is original sin, friendship first and competition second, are all polite rhetoric that only champions can use.

You can see the scorching fire in the young man's eyes just by lowering his head. Zong Heng, who has been in the circle for many years, wanted to hit the other party, or ask what he should do if he refused to cooperate, but in the end, he still didn't speak.

After all, when he was dragging his luggage and standing in front of the PW gate, he seemed to be "stupid".

"Having faith is a good thing." Putting away the handkerchief, the man turned around and waved his hand. "Let's go, and I will reply to Boss Lu within three days."

Lu Ke, who was suddenly praised:? ? ?

William, who happened to see the two of them going out one after another: ...

Is he dazzled?What about negotiations?Why is my young master's tie messed up?

The author says:

Lu Ke: Hee hee hee, precisely hitting all the preferences of the male god.

Zong Heng: Sugar-coated cannonballs, what a hunt.

William: ...somebody explain the collar and the door shut?

Comparing hearts every day, Chirp.