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Yu Wenqiu, who is not very good at thinking, has few nerves, and can't speak, signed his name on the two contracts dully.

Wang Yalin patted Yu Wenqiu on the shoulder in relief:

"It's not in vain that the company only sent you to South Korea in the early years. Well, it's okay. Xiao Li, you can send him back to rest, then pack up and pack him, and send him to that...that what TB Bar!"

Yu Wenqiu: "..."

Li Chengbei: "..."

This damn fate.

Regarding the posture of entering the TB base, Yu Wenqiu imagined no less than ten kinds.

Timid, comfortable, well-behaved, arrogant, at a loss, pretending to be sophisticated... But he never thought that one day, he would go to the TB base.

It is impossible not to talk about e-sports with the players, it seems out of place, and the management cannot give money for nothing.

chat, but there is a high probability that it will appear that he is acting.

Sweet Bean in the World became a trainee at the age of 13. Can you read all the characters in the hero's name? Is this why I want to play e-sports?

On the second day, Yu Wenqiu got out of the car with a stiff body, and approached the gate of the villa area where the TB base is located with the same hands and feet.

There were many fans around outside, seeing him was more excited than seeing his own father, holding up his hand banner and light board to wish him back with full arms and legs in three days.

Some fans even pulled up an eye-catching banner with white characters on a red background, which read:

"Eat less takeaway and practice dancing more, watch less barrage and pray more"

Yu Wenqiu: "..."

I feel that most of his trip will never return, and he will not give any buffer time, so he will have to face the reality of "Suishen is angry".

Li Chengbei dragged Yu Wenqiu's black mini suitcase with one hand, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the other. Seeing Yu Wenqiu's disheveled face, he could only shake his head secretly.

I'm so nervous, I still dream of e-sports, alas.

Li Chengbei said: "Let's go. I've got in touch with their manager. I'll take you to the gate of their base and you have to leave. This show is terribly real. If no one follows the group, no one will follow. Will you survive these three days?" It's all up to you, check the camera equipment carefully, and now I will give you a popular science about their team..."

"Am I going to participate in Wilderness Survival? All TB members are cannibals?" Yu Wenqiu covered his face, and twitched at the assistant teacher who looked more like a manager than a manager, "Brother, stop popularizing science, I am definitely more familiar with this field than you."

It’s one thing to have a little bit of stage fright, but Yu Wenqiu’s thoughts in his heart have not wavered a bit——

As long as Wan Sui plays one day, he will play one day, and the TB team is his dream home for one day.

A person cannot choose his own starting point and origin. Even if he is alone and not used to relying on it, he can still choose who he will stand shoulder to shoulder with in the future.

Yu Wenqiu took a deep breath, turned on the Sony Alpha hanging around his neck, and pointed the camera at himself from a bottom-up straight male angle.

Then he silently recited "Xiaoqiu God, don't be cowardly" three times in his heart, and started his recording.

He bit the bullet to carry out his arrogance to the end, and said in front of the bumpy camera while walking:

"Hi everyone, welcome to the "Let the tiger go back to the mountain" column team. I am your Autumn contestant, Yu Wenqiu."

***

It was Diao Cihang who opened the door for the Autumn contestants:

"Hello, welcome to TB E-Sports Club!"

The moment Yu Wenqiu opened the entrance, he subconsciously quickly pressed the camera down and pointed it at the ground.

He had fantasized about it many times.

Who would open the door for him when he came to the base for the first time, who would be the first to say that he had watched his game, who would be the first to make fun of him, and what was the first time he saw Suishen?

…Welcome to TB Esports Club.

This is the second time Diao Cihang said this to him.

Yu Wenqiu exhaled without a trace, curled up his hands hanging by his legs, and rubbed his fingers lightly against the seam of his trousers.

Diao Cihang saw him closing the camera, and smiled kindly:

"It's started? It's okay, let's record it, they are used to it. Come in, I am the manager of the TB team, and my surname is Diao, hahaha is a bit rare?"

After realizing it, Yu Wenqiu called the manager softly, and then raised his camera again.

That's right, a first-line team like TB has a professional camera team when they go out and follow the shots. Would they still feel uncomfortable because of such a small lens?

... He was too afraid of causing resentment.

Where the camera couldn't see, Li Chengbei said to Diao Cihang modestly and politely:

"Hello manager, I'm Li Chengbei, my assistant. Since this program has material time requirements, and Xiaoqiu has to be self-reliant and make decisions on his own, I can't accompany him. If there is anything we don't do well, please let me know Take care of the team! Although Xiaoqiu is young, he is a very sensible child, and I will trouble you to take care of him for these three days!"

When Li Chengbei said this, Diao Cihang had some irony in his heart.

Li Chengbei didn't use "he" to refer to what Yu Wenqiu did not do well, but said "we", obviously subconsciously treating Yu Wenqiu as his own child.

Diao Cihang said with relief: "They have communicated with me, don't worry, where can a child cause trouble?"

Li Chengbei suddenly looked a little complicated when he heard this.

I don't know if it will be troublesome when this kid is hanging around in your base and doesn't want to leave.

Breaking into a private house...is it troublesome?

Li Chengbei greeted Yu Wenqiu in a trance, thinking about everything, and left the base.

Yu Wenqiu was finally able to say hello to TB's... family members.

Obviously, when Diao Cihang said "record it" just now, everyone heard it, and they were mentally prepared, and they were not afraid of the camera.

And Wan Sui was not there.

——Yu Wenqiu breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

He also stopped being hypocritical, raised his eyebrows and said in a familiar way that he had preset many times:

"Sister Zhuo, Daddy Jia, Maozai."

Although the family members don't like to do business with Xiao Aidou, they are not pretentious people who look at people with colored glasses.

When Just heard this jargon-like address, he was immediately amused:

"Welcome, welcome, brothers have prepared a takeaway feast for you today."

"I was afraid I couldn't communicate well just now, but I called my sister without opening my mouth. I was thinking too much." Zhuo Jie said, "Today we were woken up by your fans, who were lying on the bed in the base, cheering across eight hundred miles Floating in, the last one to receive such treatment was our Suishen."

Mi Hu led Yu Wenqiu to the sofa: "Shoot as you like, and give us a few more shots while Suishen is away."

As soon as the voice fell, Wan Sui came down from upstairs.

At the end of April, the earth is warming up, the temperature is getting higher and higher, and everything is spring.

Wan Sui wore a pair of light gray shorts, probably due to the soft texture of the fabric, with a little white edge naturally rolled up at the bottom of the trousers.

But it's not yet summer, and the indoor temperature is no better than outdoors. People stay still in the huge villa, and it seems to be a bit cold.

So Wan Sui put on a hooded jacket out of shape.

The seasons change, the early summer will be the future, maybe the clothes of the season will be mixed and matched...

Wan Sui also stepped on a pair of thick cotton slippers wrapped in fleece.

Mi Hu babbled: "Okay, Long Live Lord woke up, let's shoot him."

But Yu Wenqiu's heart skipped a beat, his hands passed his head, and he shuddered immediately, even more exaggerated than when he entered the door, and directly hid the camera behind his back.

Wan Sui just woke up looking too comfortable and private.

Yu Wenqiu secretly scolded himself for being a coward.

Not to mention shooting, he didn't even dare to look up.

Wan Sui glanced over these teammates.

Apparently sacrificing sleep time, at least get up half an hour early to clean yourself——

It should be because he feels that the Internet-addicted teenager can't lose to the little idol in terms of momentum.

Wan Sui smiled teasingly, looked down at the camera strap on Yu Wenqiu's wrist, and pulled his baggy coat over his shoulders:

"Hello, is disheveled clothing not allowed to be in the mirror?"

Zhuo Jie said faintly, "A beast in clothes is not allowed to enter the mirror."

"...No, no." Yu Wenqiu opened his mouth, ignored Zhuo Jie directly, searched his guts, his face turned red, and he choked out a sentence, "You are in the mirror, you are especially in the mirror!"

Just said sourly: "It's started, our Long Live Lord's personal special is about to start again - can't you wear a team uniform? How can you wear private clothes just to look good in the mirror, just like your brother Are they out of place?"

Yu Wenqiu: "..."

Why did he feel that Just said "Can't you wear a team uniform" in the sense of "Can't you wear a team uniform?"

Wan Sui went to the sofa and sat down expressionlessly:

"The team uniform has been washed."

Zhuo Jie was surprised: "Can't you? Do you know which room the base washing machine is placed in?"

Wan Sui clicked his tongue lightly.

... In an instant, Yu Wenqiu's mind rolled over a barrage of capitalized and bold "Suishen is angry".

Wan Sui felt that Yu Wenqiu was a little dazed when he was greeted by Diao Cihang, and he was subtly different from the person who sang the theme song of Torch Legend on the stage full of flames.

Seems to look...a bit unabashedly nervous.

The nervousness is very natural, and there is no pretense, nor does it pretend to be familiar.

Wan Sui didn't know where the nervousness came from, and he didn't intend to investigate, but he knew that it didn't look like a stress reaction to entering an unfamiliar environment, because he had to glance at himself from time to time, and talk to Just and the others. It's been very smooth.

Everyone's takeaway has arrived.

Wan Sui glanced at the suitcase temporarily placed next to the shoe cabinet in the entrance, and asked:

"Do you eat first, or go clean up first?"

The people around were silent, and Yu Wenqiu realized that Wan Sui was asking himself.

He quickly sat up straight: "Anything is fine! I don't have much stuff!"

Wan Sui was about to say that there is not much food, so let's eat first.

Yu Wenqiu thought that he was thoughtful and sensible, and added a sentence:

"Well, I'm not hungry either!"

Wan Sui smiled lightly.

He seemed to know where Yu Wenqiu was nervous.

I don't know if I love that song on such a fate-determining stage...but I definitely like it.

So Wan Sui said as kindly and humorously as possible:

"Then don't clean up or eat, just sit and stare."

Yu Wenqiu's shoulders tightened, not only did he not feel that Wan Sui was kind and humorous, but he became annoyed because he thought he had said something wrong.

Wan Sui: "..."

Like, just, is there really a generation gap.