One punch and one scum attack [Quick Transmigration]

"Old Huang, don't you know? The last shot was awesome." Jing Liqun was still chattering with Huang Wei about his highlight moments on the field.

Chang Xun: "If I hadn't died, it would have been your turn?"

"There is progress, there is progress." Huang Wei said perfunctorily.

Chang Xun said with emotion: "You retired, I don't know how many more years I can play."

He is only one year younger than Huang Wei. Apart from his tender face, he is actually the oldest one in the team. He plays professionally and eats a bowl of youthful rice.

The conversations of other people turned into a noisy background sound in Luo Chengyun's ears,? The small place where he and Jian Heng were located was quiet.

It was the first time for him to look at Jian Heng from such a close distance. No wonder they all said that Jian Heng's face was divine, with a straight nose, and charming eyes. No one else could get as close to Jian Heng as he did.

Luo Chengyun picked up the wine glass in his hand and blocked it in front of him, and leaned forward to touch Jian Heng's lips. The contact time was very short, it didn't stay too long, but it confirmed the guess in his mind, it was really soft.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but when he kissed Jian Heng, the other's eyes widened slightly for a moment.

When he took a closer look, Jian Heng looked like that drunk again.

"You two, what are you doing sneakily?" Luo Chengyun and Jian Heng's overly close behavior aroused Chang Xun's suspicion.

Luo Chengyun took a sip of wine, and replied calmly: "The captain is drunk."

"It shouldn't be..." Huang Wei pulled his sleeves hard when Chang Xun was about to say something, and swallowed the second half of the sentence, "Ah... Maybe it's because I was too happy to drink too much, haha."

Luo Chengyun was impressed by their behavior, and stared at Jian Heng throughout the second half of the dinner.

Jian Heng was tired of being watched by him, pushed the tableware in front of the table, and lay down on the table, so that Luo Chengyun could no longer see his face.

Luo Chengyun looked at his teammates begging for help.

"Drink too much, sleepy." Chang Xun had to continue to lie for the captain.

It was already four o'clock in the morning when they returned to the hotel, and there was only one staff member on the night shift at the front desk to watch the group of "drunk men" get on the elevator.

"Ding dong."

They booked a suite, which was not much different from the residence at the base. Chang Xun and the others wanted to have a carnival with Huang Wei all night. Luo Chengyun sent Jian Heng back to the room.

Luo Chengyun put him on the bed and did not leave immediately, but asked in his ear: "Are you still pretending to be drunk?"

Jian Heng didn't respond, not even blinking her eyelashes.

"That drunk Jianshen, I kissed him secretly, but he didn't know, did he?" Luo Chengyun deliberately teased him.

After waiting for a while, Jian Heng still didn't make any movements, as if he had fallen asleep.

He helped people cover the quilt, and turned off the lamp on the wall: "Good night."

The door was gently closed from the outside, and after Luo Chengyun left, the person on the bed opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and there was a little regret in his eyes.

On the evening of the second day, they returned to the base, and a banner was pulled up outside the building: Congratulations to NYT for winning the first place in the selection competition.

Luo Chengyun was a little dumbfounded when he saw the bright red banner.

Jing Liqun complained from the bottom of his heart: "It's really stupid."

For the sake of his being a newcomer, Chang Xun told him: "This is our NYT tradition, the manager's request, just bear with it, and remember to cover your face when you go in later."

"Understood." Luo Chengyun expressed his understanding.

The NYT manager once told them, "Don't underestimate this banner. It represents the honor of our NYT. Hanging here is better than any signboard, and it can also boost the morale of our NYT."

Even Jian Heng couldn't beat him, and was forced to accept this "hidden rule".

Therefore, people who pass by this building can often see red banners hanging constantly, and the names of various competitions are rotated. Every time they win, they hang up for a week. If it is a major game, they can hang up for a month.

After returning to the base, Luo Chengyun clearly felt the change in Jian Heng's attitude towards him, and avoided him a little.

The two were obviously sitting next to each other, and Jian Heng could barely draw a boundary between Chu and Han.

Sometimes Luo Chengyun wanted to talk to him, but Jian Heng avoided him.

They were silent while eating.

After two days, Luo Chengyun finally found the right time to block Jian Heng at the door of the training room: "God Jian, let's talk?"

Jian Heng was a little surprised, then nodded and agreed to his request.

"Do you have any opinion on me?"

"No."

"That's why I made you angry?"

Shaking his head.

"Then?" Luo Chengyun broke the casserole and asked, "Why do you keep avoiding me?"

Jian Heng gave him a complicated look, subconsciously biting his lip.

Luo Chengyun asked softly: "Is it because I kissed you last time that you got angry?"

I thought that pretending to be drunk could cover up the past, but when Luo Chengyun brought it up to the surface, Jian Heng couldn't even breathe.

"At the beginning, I was obsessed with sex." Luo Chengyun admitted his mistake, "How about this, I will let you kiss me back, how about it?"

With such a face, it's hard to tell who took advantage.

Jian Heng said awkwardly: "No, no need."

"Then what should you do if you keep avoiding me?" Luo Chengyun asked.

They are teammates, and Jian Heng's state seriously affects the cooperation within the team.

Jian Heng took the initiative to reflect: "It's because I didn't think carefully, and I won't do it in the future."

"But I will." Luo Chengyun continued, his expression more innocent than anyone else's, "I can't guarantee that I can bear it and not make the same mistake in the future."

"You..." Jian Heng's face turned red instantly, angry and annoyed.

I can still vividly remember the moment when the two kissed.

Jian Heng has been deeply disturbed by it these days, and when he closes his eyes, he can recall the scene of the celebration banquet that day.

"I don't smoke or drink too much, and I don't have any bad habits. If I'm in a relationship, would God Jane consider me?" Luo Chengyun was very sincere when he asked, and he faded away from his usual jokes. One game has to be serious.

Jian Heng didn't expect him to be so straightforward, as if the window paper between them was pierced in an instant.

He didn't even have time to hesitate.

"If Jianshen doesn't think about it, you can try it first." Luo Chengyun added.

"How to try?"

Luo Chengyun: "I'm standing right here, you can try whatever you want."

"If there is any dissatisfaction during the test period, no refund or replacement..."

Before Luo Chengyun finished speaking, Jian Heng raised his head and pressed his lips to Luo Chengyun's lips. It was different from the atmosphere of the alcohol trend back then, and the two of them couldn't be more sober now.

His words were stuck in the middle, Jian Heng showed him a faint smile, and decided: "I tried it, and I am very satisfied."

"Huh?" Jing Liqun, who was about to go out, was covered with a hand behind his mouth, and dragged him back.

Chang Xun, who stayed here early in the morning, showed melancholy, and winked at him. When Jing Liqun turned his head, he saw Jian Heng and Luo Chengyun kissing together.

This scene tested his heart even more than winning the national championship.

"What happened?" Jing Liqun asked in shock.

Chang Xun looked helpless: "You asked me, but I still want to ask you."

He was just a good player who wanted to come to the training room to train, but accidentally broke the little secret of his captain, and was threatened with assassination ever since.

"No one can tell the outside world what happened today." Chang Xun repeatedly instructed.

"Yeah, I know." Jing Liqun nodded his head, assuring him, "I'm not stupid, what good will it do us if I tell you?"

Chang Xun: "Will I be retaliated against?"

Jing Liqun: "Can I still stay in NYT?"

The two of them had the same worries, and when they looked at each other, they both saw the confusion about their own future in each other's eyes.

"Oh." The frequency of sighs overlapped.

Chang Xun carefully poked his head out and took a look: "I guess it won't be finished in a while, so let's go first."

"Yes, just pretend you haven't been here."

That afternoon, Luo Chengyun and Jian Heng waited in the training room for 10 minutes but no one came. Jian Heng went to their respective rooms with a cold face and brought the person over in person.

If you are 10 minutes late, your salary will be deducted.

They don't want to be late either!

Jing Liqun was about to protest, but was suppressed by Chang Xun's eyes: Forget it, I'll bear it this time.

I endured it.

Now on the plane of the training match, there are many more people who confessed to Luo Chengyun. In the past, the people who were confessed to were all Jian Heng, but since Luo Chengyun showed his face in the selection competition, his appearance is more in line with the aesthetics of those e-sports players.

It was the face they all dreamed of.

"God Ze, I love you so much."

"Ze God, when can't you get along in NYT, welcome to our XT."

……

In the past, Jian Heng never paid any attention to these flirting words, but today he turned on all the mics for the first time, with a clear and cold voice that was alienated: "He won't fail."

"Damn, Jane is already on the mic."

"This is the first time God Jian has turned on the microphone in an airplane, right?"

"Call you Sao."

Luo Chengyun also said: "I was born as a member of NYT, and I will die as a ghost of NYT. I swear allegiance to NYT to the death, and I will never leave in this life."

"Wow, if you want to show loyalty or obey me Zeshen."

"Did you hear that? Everyone in each team should learn a little bit, otherwise how can we raise wages?"

Jing Liqun and Chang Xun could clearly hear the chatter on the plane, and they whispered without turning on the mic:

"They're all the proprietresses of NYT, where else can they go?"

"I won't leave if I change it."

Unlike them, Luo Chengyun has to worry about his status all the time. With his relationship with Jian Heng, he can walk sideways in NYT in the future.

"Do you think it's too late for me to go for plastic surgery now?"

"First of all, you don't have that foundation."

"Oh, that's fine."

Not long after the end of the selection competition, the staff of the live broadcast platform couldn't sit still, and took the initiative to contact him: [Ze Shen, when do you plan to broadcast live? ]

Luo Chengyun told the truth: [At the end of the month. ]

Staff: [No, I beg you, there is an event this weekend, you and Jane Shen can participate together. ]

Staff: [Also, you must turn on the camera for your future live broadcasts. ]

Luo Chengyun: [It wasn't mentioned in the contract? ]

Staff: [We voted unanimously across the platform. ]