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After many days of fighting, this grand enough third-party event "Tianxuan Cup" finally came to an end.

During the on-site awards presentation, the wealthy organizer even invited several traffic stars as award presenters, including the female team leader who just emerged from the talent show, and the national sweet girl who was born as a child star and is well-known to everyone.

As the champion team, the second TP team was the last to receive the award.

He Xinian pulled Ji Yang on the seat and said excitedly: "The one who just presented the award to PDA is Yuan Yanfei, who is now a hot search every day! Fuck, girl groups are different, look at those legs, my God, I feel My nose bleeds are about to come out, this competition is really worth it, so worth it!"

Xiao Zhong echoed repeatedly, while Ji Yang frowned slightly calmly.

When it was TP's turn to take the stage, the award presenter was replaced by the national sweet girl Qi Yan.

Qi Yan is a veritable second-generation star, her father is a well-known director, her mother died young, but she has an actress stepmother who is both talented and talented. She is nearly 41 years old and has nothing to do. She concentrates on raising Qi Yan as her own daughter.

Under the careful training of her parents, Qi Yan has superb acting skills but is pure and innocent, with a sweet appearance and a clean temperament. She looks easily reminiscent of the school girl in her school days, and her eyes are like the youth of countless people.

He Xinian and the others who were still very excited just now stood beside Qi Yan, but they didn't dare to say a word, their faces turned red.

The host stood aside and teased a few words, the trophy was brought up with a trolley, it was very big, Qi Yan held it up to Ji Yang who was standing in the center of the team.

The two looked at each other, and Qi Yan smiled sweetly: "Congratulations."

This smile is no less than a nuclear bomb in the eyes of fans, but Ji Yang just took it with a dull expression and said, "Thank you."

A few people in the team took advantage of the opportunity to gather around to hold a cup and take a photo. Qi Yan stood aside, but looked at Ji Yang unabashedly, with eager eyes.

Later, Ji Yang also won the best FMVP award of the audience, as well as the three individual awards of the king of sniper and the king of elimination.

He won all these eye-catching titles by himself, and the other professional players sitting behind all showed envious expressions.

When the FMVP was finally presented, the award presenter was still Qi Yan.

After handing over the trophy, Qi Yan stood opposite Ji Yang, her cheeks were slightly pink: "Congratulations again."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "You play really well, you are very handsome."

As an entertainer and actor with a lot of schedules, Qi Yan only has enough time to watch the second half, but even if she only watched a few rounds, it was enough to make her, who is both good and playful, completely admire this "Aspen" juvenile.

What's more, looking at it from such a close distance, Aspen's face is fair and delicate, and his facial features are exquisite. There is no flaw. With an indifferent expression, it pokes at her liking.

Who never dreamed of falling in love with such a beautiful boy.

Qi Yan blinked and looked at Ji Yang expectantly.

Unexpectedly, the boy still looked indifferent, and even took a step back.

He hooked his lower lip politely, with an air of alienation all over his body, and said briefly again: "Thank you."

Qi Yan stayed in front of Ji Yang long enough.

So long that the audience starts to wonder what they're talking about.

Fortunately, just before the fans ran away, Qi Yan finally turned around, with a lost expression on her face for a moment, and soon stood beside Ji Yang with a smile on her face to take a photo.

too close.

His clothes were scratched, Ji Yang frowned inadvertently, and took a step to the side.

This step has won the favor of many Qi fans, and they have been praising Ji Yang as a gentleman on the barrage.

Xu Wei, who was watching the award ceremony in the background, was silly: "Hey, don't talk about it, the girls in the entertainment industry are really good-looking, look, they stand with us Ji Yang, what a match, they are really golden boys and girls .”

Jing Muye's expression seemed calm, but in fact, he squeezed the phone in his hand tightly under the table.

"Ji Yang is still young." He said expressionlessly, "Don't talk nonsense."

Xu Wei didn't take it seriously: "I'm just joking, the base is full of old men every day, and occasionally you have to worry about the lifelong affairs of the team members."

With that said, he turned his head to look at Jing Muye suspiciously again: "By the way, you recently..."

Jing Muye met Xu Wei's gaze, and said frankly, "What about me?"

Xu Wei rubbed his nose, in the end he didn't have the nerve to say that he suspected that Jing Muye was in a relationship with an Internet celebrity, so he said meaningfully: "Anyway, you can't just let the state officials set fire."

set fire……

Jing Muye rubbed his fingers involuntarily, but he hadn't let it go yet.

With a slight itch in his heart, Jing Muye's Adam's apple rolled, and when he looked at the live broadcast screen again, his expression changed.

At this moment, Ji Yang was still standing with Qi Yan, just after taking a photo, the host asked questions in a lively atmosphere.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in tattered clothes and a limp suddenly ran up to the side of the stage, shouting loudly: "Ji Yang! Ji Yang! You can't let daddy go!"

This change happened so suddenly that no one could react for a while.

The microphone in the host's hand was instantly snatched away by the man. Seeing the man's dejected face, Qi Yan screamed and hid behind Ji Yang, but the man knelt down and grabbed Ji Yang's trousers tightly.

He shook his hands, his voice spread from the microphone to every corner of the venue, his tone was full of pleading: "Ji Yang, son, son, please, I've been looking for you for a long time, please go back with me, Dad is wrong, Next time you are not happy to beat me and scold my father and never fight back, sorry son, come back with me."

As he said that, a shaved scar on the man's head that hadn't healed was exposed in the camera, and he burst into tears: "I know dad is useless, he's just a part-time worker, and he can't pay for you, even if you sell everything in the house." Okay, it doesn't matter if you take the savings, just don't abandon Dad, Dad only has you..."

Ji Yang was stunned the moment he saw Ji Xiaochun appear.

The spotlight above his head was shining enthusiastically, under the bright light, his mind went blank, and when he realized it, Ji Xiaochun had already said a lot while hugging his trousers.

Strong disgust came from his heart, Ji Yang didn't care about what Ji Xiaochun said at all, his usual indifferent expression collapsed in an instant, revealing his true emotions inside, he almost raised his foot in disgust to want Ji Xiaochun to go away .

Getting too close to this person will make him sick.

Unexpectedly, Ji Xiaochun rolled away to the side as if he had been kicked hard, and the sound of pain resounded throughout the venue. Only then did the security guards and staff rush onto the stage as if they had just woken up from a dream.

The security guard wanted to take the troublemaker down. While struggling, Ji Xiaochun kept shouting: "Don't stop me! That's my son! My son! I want to take my son home!"

During the push and push, the contents of Ji Xiaochun's pocket spilled out. The audience may not be able to see clearly, but the people sitting in front of the live broadcast screen clearly saw that it was a half-bitten yellowed steamed bun and a few worn-out 1 yuan notes .

Ji Xiaochun immediately shouted again: "My money! My steamed buns! Please, let me go, my money is gone!"

Ji Xiaochun's voice was sharp and hoarse, and the diffusion through the microphone was uncomfortable.

But everyone at the scene showed unbearable expressions, as if they saw some tragic person.

The hand that was gripping Ji Yang's arm loosened.

Qi Yan was taken off stage by her manager and assistant in shock.

Backstage Xu Wei rushed to the broadcast studio to ask someone to turn off the camera immediately, but was blocked artificially.

In the chaos, only Ji Yang was still standing there alone, his expression changed from dazed to disgusted at first, and now expressionless.

This is the awarding scene of the Tianxuan Cup live broadcast nationwide.

Countless voices echoed in the boy's mind: "You are finished."

He has just entered TP, just squeezed into the second team, and just finished a big game.

But his ugliest, dirtiest, and most unbearable side was also exposed to Jing Muye.

He has no chance.

Intense emotions surged up in his chest, Ji Yang could almost hear the sound of blood pouring to the top of his head, wherever his eyes went, Ji Xiaochun was still struggling hard, and thus showed terrible bruises all over his body.

He is connected with Ji Xiaochun by blood.

He is dead.

How could Ji Xiaochun still be alive?

Ji Yang suppressed the storm in his head, clenched his fists, and walked towards Ji Xiaochun.

The refreshing speed of the barrage is the fastest in the whole network——

[Holy shit, that Ji Yang's eyes are so scary, he feels like he's going to kill someone. 】

[What kind of wicked thing is Ji Yang?Domestic violence against his father?Wash it? 】

[Permanently ban this social scum, look at his father and then look at him, the words ungrateful are vividly reflected. 】

[Help, help, Ji Yang's expression makes me so scared]

[Internet violence Ji Yang is right, this kind of person will never be washed away!It's time to enter the game! 】

— Just when Ji Yang was about to walk in front of Ji Xiaochun.

Suddenly someone grabbed him from behind.

A familiar and pleasant voice sounded in my ears: "Ji Yang, Ji Yang, good boy, follow me first."

Ji Yang was taken aback, his body completely stiffened and he didn't dare to turn his head.

Jing Muye almost rushed onto the stage with a few strides, and now he hugged Ji Yang, which gave him a sense of reality.

He used his tall figure to block the camera for Ji Yang, his broad palms gently wrapped the boy's iron fist soaked in cold sweat, and he pushed him down with a half hug and half hug.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay, let's go down first."

Jing Muye's deep and gentle voice made Ji Yang's stiff body soften inch by inch for no reason.

At this time, He Xinian, who had just gone to the backstage to deliver the trophy, also ran up, rushed over sullenly, and stood on the other side of Ji Yang, panting: "Brother Yang, it's all right, don't worry, let's go first, hurry up. "

The live broadcast line was violently cut off by Xu Wei in the background.

The screens in front of all live viewers suddenly went black.

The other members of the second team immediately realized that they also ran down from their seats, surrounded Ji Yang, and opened the way for him in the player channel.

A staff member from TP ran over from the lounge to meet him. Jing Muye held Ji Yang in his arms, and quickly told him, "Go and collect the peripherals now, pack everything up, and then call the driver. We will Return to base immediately."

But no matter how fast they moved, the riot followed and swept into the parking lot.

Ji Xiaochun reappeared from nowhere, and there were several reporters with cameras, trying to keep TP from leaving.

Ji Xiaochun's voice was hoarse, and he held on to the car door to prevent Jing Muye from opening, and said loudly: "Son, son, don't you remember what you promised before grandma died! Our father and son are dependent on each other, you can't abandon it. Me, son! If you don’t come home and don’t recognize me as a father, I’ll just… I’ll just hit my head to death!”

As he said that, he even wanted to bump into Jing Muye's off-road vehicle.

Jing Muye, who guarded Ji Yang behind him to death, finally couldn't hold back the violent emotion in his heart, and didn't care about the camera. He grabbed Ji Xiaochun's wrist and folded it forcefully. Ji Xiaochun immediately let out a cry of pain that was different from before. , Howling like a pig.

"roll!"

Jing Muye scolded coldly, and kicked the man hard into the crowd.

Ji Xiaochun was so painful that he curled up on the ground and couldn't get up, and now he was relieved.

Jing Muye threw the key to He Xinian to let him drive, while he opened the rear door and protected Ji Yang to let people sit in.

As soon as the car door was closed, He Xinian stepped on the accelerator and drove out of the parking lot, leaving everyone behind.

Jing Muye glanced at the rearview mirror to confirm that there was no car following him.Sensing that the person in his arms was shaking, he patted the boy's back again to comfort him, "It's okay, it's okay, be good."

With that said, Jing Muye looked down at Ji Yang.

Neon lights flickered on both sides of the street.

Ji Yang leaned on Jing Muye's chest and raised his head, his beautiful eyes seemed to be soaked in red mist, his eyelashes like crow's feathers were dripping with tears, his red lips parted slightly in the illusion of light and shadow, crying and calling him: " ...Brother Ye."

In my impression, this seemed to be the first time I saw Ji Yang cry.

Obviously, he never shed a tear or shouted a grievance when he was bullied in the youth training.

Jing Muye restrained again and again, and very lightly placed a kiss on the boy's head.

He said softly, "I'm here."

The author has something to say:

Sorry to keep everyone waiting.

The unexpected situation is that due to the epidemic, the unit canceled the weekend, and there are guests at home, so it is a bit busy.Parents will come over for dinner tomorrow, and I will ask for another day off.

Love everyone, good night!

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!