I cried, I pretended [e-sports]

Ning Yue received a special gift the next day, similar to "Five-Year College Entrance Exam, Three-Year Simulation".

Holding a whole stack of heavy test questions in his hand, he listened numbly to Yi Baixun and said, "I showed you two schools, both of which are among the top high schools in the urban area. Both the faculty and the quality of teaching are top-notch. You just have to do these questions and the entrance test should be easy."

The base was very quiet early in the morning.

There is no morning for esports people.

Even the person in front of Ning Yue, who was talking about going downstairs to pour a glass of water last night, was nestled on the sofa all night. It was probably the sound of Ning Yue going downstairs that woke him up. He yawned and sat up from the sofa. Turning around gave him such a big surprise.

Ning Yue twitched the corner of his mouth, "Brother Yi." He called him.

Yi Baixun gave him the things, took two sips from the water cup on the coffee table, and then lay down again, it seemed that he didn't sleep well.

"What?" He asked casually, pulling the coat on his body.

Ning Yue looked at the things in his hand and said, "Do you know that giving away this thing is like carrying incense to your wife?"

"Huh?" Yi Baixun glanced sideways at him, obviously not understanding.

Ning Yue said, "It's hard work."

Yi Baixun twitched the corners of his mouth, and asked him with a hoarse voice after staying up all night: "Then are you a daughter-in-law or Xiang?"

Ning Yue: "...Daughter-in-law?"

"Dream, you are so beautiful."

Ning Yue bent down and put the things back on the coffee table, sat on the small sofa on the other side, looked at Yi Baixun who had closed his eyes again, and said, "Anyway, I don't know how to do these things."

Yi Boxun raised one elbow and put it on his eyes, humming and said: "Your grades are there. It is not impossible to get into the key class naked. If you really don't want to do it, just don't do it."

Seeing his tired look, Ning Yue didn't make a sound.

He knew that he must be very busy these days, not to mention the heavy training tasks, as the captain of the team, he would stay up all night with the analyst team at every turn, and it was commonplace to review and analyze the battle situation and style of play overnight.

No professional player is successful casually, Ning Yue is very clear.

Yi Baixun is 21 this year. He is not very young in the e-sports professional circle, but for a person who has been able to maintain his peak state for so many years without regressing and has been creating new miracles, both talent and hard work are indispensable .

Even the right wrist, which was casually resting on the sofa at the moment, still had a plaster on it.

Few of the year-round professional players have no occupational injuries, and the team's physiotherapists and psychologists are basically on call 24 hours before the game.

Esports is always a race against time.

Ning Yue didn't want to disturb him, so he put the topic aside for the time being, and decided to wait for him to sleep well.

The aunt at the base took half a day off today and didn't come.

So half an hour later, when Brother Cui walked in with his things, he saw this scene.

The young master who just told fans in the live broadcast room last night that he can't even make fried rice with eggs was wearing the emerald green apron that his aunt usually puts in the kitchen early in the morning and was frying eggs.

It can be seen that he has never entered the kitchen.

With one hand holding a transparent pot cover in front of his face, the wooden shovel held in the other hand stretched forward and fiddled a few times.It doesn't look like cooking, it looks like a war.

Brother Cui was very surprised. He looked at the person who was still asleep on the sofa, took his things and went straight to the kitchen.

"Well, Master Snail?" Cui Ge asked.

Asked and looked into the pot twice, ho!Good guy, there are at least four small eggshells scattered on an egg.

Ning Yue had a cold face: "Fried eggs, you can't see?"

Brother Cui put down his things and slapped Ning Yue on the shoulder, annoyed: "Apart from being nice to Brother Yi, you can't learn to speak well to others, right?"

As he spoke, he pushed Ning Yue aside and said, "Let me do it."

Ning Yue stood aside, pursed his lips and looked at the pot without saying a word.

Brother Cui turned the egg over, took a look at Ning Yue and said, "Are you so hungry? I haven't seen you get up early in the morning to have a meal on weekdays. Didn't fans say that even if people all over the world are asleep, you devil still eat?" Hi at night?"

Ning Yue squinted at him: "You are jealous of other people's youth, you might as well just say it."

Brother Cui rolled up his sleeves with the spatula on the spot: "Hey, I have a bad temper!"

Ning Yue's next words made Brother Cui dumbfounded instantly.

"I made this for Brother Yi."

Brother Cui looked at the sofa, and turned around in surprise: "...I made it for you, Brother Yi?"

"Is there a problem? He stayed up late, maybe he has a bad stomach?"

Brother Cui choked, and said: "The problem is definitely not a problem. I just feel that one day the young master suddenly became a good man. The truth is really touching." Seriously looked at Ning Yue, and then asked him: "You are serious in what you said in the live broadcast room? Do you really like cypress?"

"Otherwise?" Ning Yue's expression was as if the other party asked nonsense.

Brother Cui: "What do you like about him? Tell me."

Brother Cui is completely gossiping, after all, he really didn't say that he likes men so directly, after all, sleepiness is not what fans like about idols.

Ning Yue: "Like is like, why should I tell you?"

Brother Cui nodded hesitantly: "...You really still lack severe beatings, um, your brother Yi's severe beatings."

Ning Yue didn't speak.

Brother Cui turned back after two seconds and continued: "You Brother Yi won't like you."

"Do you like you?" Ning Yue shot back.

Brother Cui: "NO, Brother Yi has someone he likes."

"Chu Xiyan?"

Brother Cui said, "It seems that you don't know everything."

Ning Yue narrowed his eyes: "It's just a woman."

"The young master is indeed still young." Brother Cui concluded with a smile.

Ning Yue snorted coldly, expressing his disdain for such an act of deliberately provoking him.

After more than 20 minutes, Yi Baixun took his first bite of a fried egg that contained an eggshell.

Tai Shan collapsed in front of him without changing his face, inheriting his usual strong heart in the arena, but did not comment on this sudden care.

He also ate the two bright red cherry tomatoes that Ning Yue put beside the plate as a decoration.

Ning Yue propped up his chin and drank the half glass of milk in his hand.

At the same time, Yi Baixun put down the fork in his hand, looked at Ning Yue and said, "I will report to the school next Monday, and I will drive you. If I have something to do, Brother Cui or someone else will take you there."

Ning Yue slowly put the glass on the dining table, leaned back, and met Yi Baixun's eyes.

"I don't intend to go back to school to continue my studies."

Yi Baixun frowned, seeing Ning Yue's seriousness, and he was serious: "Reason? Give me a reason why you don't even want to go to a domestic school even if you drop out of school abroad."

"Does chasing you count?" Ning Yue asked.

Yi Baixun knocked on the table: "Ning Xiaoyue, be serious."

"I'm obviously very serious." When Ning Yue noticed Yi Baixun staring at him, he raised his hand to admit defeat, and said in a sloppy manner: "Okay, okay, except for this key reason, it's because I have already said that the content of the class is not important. Besides, I have no interest in my study career, where two-thirds of the day in the third year of high school is either in classrooms or self-study.”

Yi Baixun: "We must go."

"Brother God, please let me go." Ning Yue covered his face and wailed on the chair, then immediately stood up and said, "I'm not a good student, you know, I'm skipping classes and I'm tired of studying. Dog, you don’t know how to fight and fight, and you are really useless except that your brain is a little faster than others. You can recite two serious offenses in a month, brother, let’s spend these two months in harmony, as long as you are with my mother There is an assignment there, everything is easy to discuss."

"Ning Yue, it seems that you haven't realized the seriousness of the problem."

After saying this, Yi Baixun stood up from the dining table.

He dragged the stool away with one hand and walked to Ning Yue's side.

Ning Yue looked up at him: "What... what?"

Yi Baixun turned around and sat on the edge of the table in front of Ning Yue, with his legs crossed in a relaxed posture.

He turned sideways and looked down at Ning Yue, "Come on, brother Yi will talk to you."

When Yi Baixun put on this posture, he looked like a captain, which made people feel nervous inexplicably.

Ning Yue habitually used words to cover up his emotions, and then said: "Talk, talk about life or talk about ideals?"

"Talk about how you plan to hold your junior high school diploma and a minor identity certificate to realize your life plan."

Ning Yue: "I'm not unemployed either."

"Yeah." Yi Baixun raised his eyebrows in affirmation, and asked in the next second: "Live broadcast for a lifetime, it's awesome."

Ning Yue started biting his lips again.

Yi Baixun did not let him go, "Society is realistic and cruel. Don't say that your live broadcast may not last long. How many years are the top professional players in the game? What about the future? If you don't study, are you going to eat the old or go to the construction site to move?" brick?"

Ning Yue looked into Yi Baixun's eyes.

"I like playing games," he said again, emphasizing again: "I like playing games, this is serious. I don't stream for money or fame."

Having said that, he didn't continue.

Like you first, like the game after.

But the hearts that love e-sports are not sorted.

Yi Baixun was stunned.

This was the first time he saw something like that in Ning Yue's eyes.

It was heat and lust.

From the time Yi Baixun saw the child for the first time in the live broadcast to the time when he actually brought him to the base, Yi Baixun never considered letting him take the career path.

But at this moment, even he couldn't help doubting whether his judgment was wrong.

Yi Baixun hesitated for two seconds and asked him, "Do you... want to play professionally?"

Ning Yue raised his head abruptly, but didn't speak.

Yi Baixun: "Mo Shen has revealed more than once that he wants you. If you say you want it now, I don't have to force you to go to school, and you can also try out with the second team."

Yi Baixun saw something in those bright eyes, but it quickly went out.

The boy in front of him lowered his head and shook his head.

"I'm not playing professionally anymore," he said.

There is a difference between not playing professionally and not playing professionally anymore. It's not that I never thought about taking this path, but I have already gone through it, and now I don't play.

Yi Baixun frowned, looking at the fluffy head in front of him.

He didn't ask any further questions, but just paused for a while, and said helplessly, "Okay, I'll give you some time to seriously consider whether to study or... something else."

It wasn't until Ning Yue went upstairs that Brother Cui and Mo Shen who came in later came together.

Brother Cui looked at Ning Yue's back and asked Yi Baixun: "Taught him? I was so arrogant because I choked on him early in the morning. Looking at it now, if there is really a small tail, it might have drooped to the ground."

"Still young." Mo Shen laughed and said, "Actually, I put all my thoughts on my face."

Yi Baixun still kept leaning on the table. He looked away from the stairs, turned the phone in his hand and asked Brother Cui: "I asked you to check his affairs before?"

"It's hard to check." Cui Ge said: "You know, MCS has not had a team from the East Asian Division win the world championship for a long time. We really don't have much contact with Europe and the United States. I know that he served TNK or led the team the year before last. The information obtained by the people who went there for the training camp, not to mention the internal information of the team, is generally kept confidential. However, the legal dispute should be gone, otherwise he would not be able to return to China easily."

Yi Baixun nodded, "Continue to investigate, this matter must be clarified."

"Understood." Brother Cui said.

Mo Shen asked Yi Baixun: "Have you changed your mind? Do you want him?"

"It doesn't matter whether he is suitable for DK or not." Yi Baixun said, he stretched out his hand and pinched the center of his brows as if he was having a headache, and said a little annoyed: "I just didn't expect that one day I would be able to make my dad The same rhetoric that Mom forced me to go back to school was used on other people, and this kid is just as ungrateful, so fuck it."

Brother Cui and Mo Shen laughed instantly.

Mo Shen teased: "This is called, the way of heaven is reincarnation."