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Ji Yang, who was taken to the toilet for no reason, was dragged all the way to the toilet cubicle.

Seeing Jing Muye lock the compartment neatly, Ji Yang's heart palpitations on the field came back again, he heard the sound of blood vessels bursting and bursting in his ears, and he breathed a little: "Brother Ye, what are you doing? -"

Then Jing Muye pressed him against the wall.

The two looked at each other, staring at each other for a moment.

Jing Muye suddenly lowered his head and kissed Ji Yang's lips forcefully.

It was a deep kiss.

The heat and humidity were lingeringly exchanged in this small corner, Jing Muye held Ji Yang's jaw with his fingers, and snatched Ji Yang completely with an aggressive gesture.

As the last bit of thin air in his chest was squeezed out, Ji Yang couldn't help sobbing, Jing Muye relaxed slightly, but his long legs pushed into the boy's legs without a doubt.

"Wow."

Ji Yang grabbed Jing Muye's team uniform with both hands, and he couldn't tell whether to push it away or pull it tighter. The two of them stuck together tightly until Jing Muye finally let go of him.

Ji Yang looked up at Jing Muye, panting violently.

Jing Muye looked down at him, the emotion in his eyes was still gradually rising: "You."

Ji Yang was stunned for a second before he realized that Jing Muye was answering his previous question. Jing Muye's kiss had fallen again, but this time it was soft.

"If it weren't for the game in Germany, you would be in my bed by now."

Ji Yang tried his best to endure the shame, did not escape Jing Muye's hot eyes, and replied softly, "Yes."

Jing Muye couldn't help laughing: "Why are you so obedient?"

Ji Yang smiled obediently: "I always listen to Brother Ye, Brother Ye can do whatever he wants."

Jing Muye's eyes darkened, and he stepped forward an inch: "Stay away from that Chasel."

"Chasel?"

The distance was too close, and Ji Yang's brain couldn't function: "He, what did he say before?"

Jing Muye had heard about the corrupt and absurd atmosphere in Europe and America for a long time, but he didn't want to dirty Ji Yang's ears, so he just kneaded the boy's earlobe and said softly, "It's nothing, I just don't like the way he looks at you."

Ji Yang only had room for Jing Muye's face, and nodded unconditionally: "Okay."

Jing Muye gently pressed Ji Yang's forehead: "I wanted to kiss you during the game, but I kept holding back, and didn't even dare to look at you."

Ji Yang's heart was beating like he was about to die, he raised his eyes, and looked at Jing Muye with wet eyes: "Brother Ye."

Jing Muye lowered his head and kissed again, while kissing, he said hoarsely: "Wait, wait until we win the championship..."

At the end of the semi-finals, the audience in the stadium left one after another.

The Chinese fans who came to Germany and some overseas students chatted excitedly, talking about how awesome TP was, how handsome Luna was in the last few shots, and how beautiful Eros was.

"I really didn't expect that TP would be so fierce with Cupid. Didn't he just join the team? He's really a genius!"

"Yes, yes, I watched domestic hot searches before, and I really didn't expect that he was hacked so badly before, and now he is so handsome and crazy."

"It must be that Luna has a good eye. By the way, have you seen a revelation before... I heard that they are a couple..."

"Ah? No?"

"Really! There was a video before, but it seems to have been processed later."

The fans walked all the way, gossiping wildly all the way, not even noticing that the man with weird temperament and dark eyes followed behind them and listened all the way.

When he reached a passageway, the man put his hands in his pockets, looked at those people with cold eyes for a few seconds, then turned and walked in another direction.

At the same time, there was another channel dedicated to players in the venue, and some media and fans who knew it had already surrounded it.

PUBG e-sports games are very popular all over the world. TP has now entered the finals with the number one score, and it is the focus of global attention. Coupled with their many high-profile performances in the game, many media regard them as The interview target is therefore all waiting here.

When TP and the others came out of the tunnel, the media and enthusiastic fans rushed forward, and countless microphones and cameras rushed towards them——

"Moon! Congratulations! Can you talk about your views on today's game!"

"Moon, Aspen, is it convenient for an interview!"

"Moon, in the final round, Zeta beat Zeta to eat chicken, do you have anything to say!"

Cao Yan, Xu Wei and a few staff members tried their best to protect them and open the way, and said loudly amidst the noise: "Sorry! Sorry, our Temp is not accepting interviews! Everyone, please go back!"

"Moon, Moon, is it convenient for you to say a few words—"

Fans screamed outside: "Luna! Luna!"

"Yangyang! Yangyang, can you look over here!"

"Congratulations to TP! TP must work hard to win the world championship!"

Hearing this, Jing Muye, who had lowered his head to protect Ji Yang as he walked towards the RV, suddenly looked sideways.

"Yes," he replied.

Those people suddenly screamed frantically.

"Moon God! Moon God!"

Some people raised their hands and shouted loudly: "Moon God! Love God! Can I sign my name!"

Because of Jing Muye's pause, Ji Yang also looked sideways.

This is not the first time he has experienced this kind of battle surrounded by fans, but the situation is completely opposite. In the past, he was chased, blocked, shoved and abused by e-sports fans who hated him, but now these people are all looking at him adore and love.

Those people were either holding up their TP posters, or holding some peripheral peripherals, and one even held a set of e-sports team uniforms that TP had sold before, shaking wildly in their hands, shouting: "Can you sign?" A name! Cupid!"

For no reason, Ji Yang recalled the past, just a few months ago, he was also one of these fanatical fans, and he could even tell at a glance when those people's hats and mice were the products of the team.

Ji Yang paused long enough, Jing Muye lowered his head and asked in his ear, "Want to sign for them?"

Before Ji Yang answered, Jian Yangyang next to them pretended to laugh at the fans and scolded: "You guys are heartless, you only call Captain and Brother Yang, why, don't you want my autograph?"

The fans immediately laughed, and shouted for Xiao Yang and Brother Li to sign.

Cao Yan said loosely: "If you want to sign, sign two quickly, and get on the bus after signing."

Jing Muye glanced at Ji Yang and walked over first.

So all four moved.

The fans surrounded them excitedly, forming groups of them. Ji Yang first signed that fan's team uniform, and then signed a few note pads. Just when he was about to stop, something happened suddenly.

A man in a black jacket pushed forward from the crowd, shouting, "Give me an autograph!"

Ji Yang raised his head to look at him, but that person suddenly bumped into him. There were too many people, and before Ji Yang could react, he was knocked to the ground by this person's swoop, and the crowd screamed suddenly.

Ji Yang hit the back of his head, but he was still thinking about this fan: "You are fine...ah!"

The man lay on top of him and pretended to get up, then knelt down on his wrist again. The tricky angle and strength made Ji Yang cry out in pain, and the heartbreaking pain in his right wrist made him lose his mind. For a second, before he could react, he was grabbed by the man in the dark and broke his wrist bone.

Ji Yang snorted again in pain: "Oh!"

It was so fast, everything happened in an instant.

Ji Yang met the man's eyes under the moonlight, and in the glow of calcium carbide, he suddenly understood, just as he was about to grab this man, Jing Muye over there had already pushed aside the crowd and pulled the man on top of him away .

"Go away!"

Jing Muye grabbed the man by the collar and threw him out, knelt down to help Ji Yang: "Ji Yang, are you alright?"

Ji Yang endured the pain and said quickly: "He did it on purpose, he touched my hand, don't let him run away!"

Jing Muye paused, and immediately turned around and stood up.

The man was trying his best to break through the crowd and escape, Jing Muye chased after a few steps and kicked vigorously, hitting the man's vest, causing him to fall to the ground.

At this time, the media that had just dispersed came around in twos and threes.

Jian Yangyang and Wen Zhili helped Ji Yang up, and Jian Yangyang screamed, "Brother Yang! Your hand!"

When Jing Muye heard this, the expression on his face suddenly became violent and terrifying. He grabbed the black jacket, turned the person over forcefully, and roughly tore off the mask on the person's face. It was not an unfamiliar face. exposed before his eyes.

Former TNT captain, You Yi.

At this moment, he was still laughing.

Jing Muye's chest was heaving violently, and the furious emotions had already welled up, but he didn't lose his mind after all, knowing that he still had to compete, there was still a camera here, and he could only stare at him with extremely fierce eyes when he gritted his teeth. Hold him, and then drag him up with all his strength, dragging him over like a corpse.

Both Cao Yan and Xu Wei came over and isolated the crowd.

When the two heard the movement, they were very anxious, "How is it, what's wrong with your hand?"

Sitting on the ground, Ji Yang's eyes were red with pain. Under the strong light of the flashlight, he saw that Ji Yang's wrist had rapidly congested and swollen, which looked terrible.

Wen Zhili only touched it a little, and Ji Yang bounced violently because of the pain and conditioned reflex.

Seeing this scene, the hearts of everyone in TP sank to the bottom of the valley.

And Jing Muye even lost his mind, turned around and threw You Yi on the ground and kicked him: "Fuck/Your mother!"

His kick directly hit You Yi's most painful place, and it didn't stop, the second, third...

Everyone in the room was silent for a second, and Cao Yan's brain exploded when he realized it, he hurriedly got up and pulled him: "Jing Muye! Jing Muye! Jing Muye, don't hit me!"

E-sports professional players are not allowed to have any aggressive behavior during the competition, let alone this kind of behavior of beating others!There are so many media at the scene!

Cao Yan's mind was in a mess, and Xu Wei and Jian Yangyang also rushed to grab Jing Muye, but they couldn't at all.

When Jing Muye saw the injury on Ji Yang's hand, he lost control and beat You Yi like crazy. Xu Wei hugged the young man's shoulder for the last time and shouted loudly: "Jing Muye, you still have to play, you There is still a match with Ji Yang!"

Ji Yang also stood up and shouted: "Brother Ye!"

With this sound, Jing Muye, who was riding on You Yi, finally stopped, panting violently, staring at his prey like a bloodthirsty beast - You Yi has been beaten to the point where he can only grunt. Cao Yan and Xu Wei took this opportunity to quickly pull him up, and he also stood up neatly, and then walked directly back to Ji Yang.

Just looking at Ji Yang's hand again, Jing Muye felt that his heart was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Distress, regret, resentment, fear, and guilt, these emotions were packed together, and he pulled Ji Yang into his arms with shaking hands.

A brief, invisible kiss landed on the boy's head.

"let's go."

After finishing speaking, Jing Muye grabbed Ji Yang's uninjured left wrist, and got into the car without looking back.

Everyone became silent at this moment.

Except for the silently working video camera.

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