[E-sports] On the road is not a two-way road!

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Bancuntou blushed when he was ridiculed by He Qingyang's words, and he retorted thickly with a blushing neck.

"Jiang Sizhen's stuff is mine! You gave him this lip balm, and it's mine—" Bancuntou plausibly said that he tightly covered his pocket with both hands, for fear that He Qingyang would suddenly snatch it away.

What, moral kidnapping?He Qingyang frowned, this little kid named 'Jiang Xuan' was really difficult, he looked like a lack of education.

He rolled up his sleeves. The sleeves of the down jacket were too thick, and he struggled to roll them up. Soon, he exposed his slender fingers and made a movement of moving his knuckles after exercising. The fingers snapped at each other and made a crisp popping sound. .

"Do you know what brother I was doing when I was your age?" He Qingyang sneered and said, "At this moment you are still shouting 'Mommy, this person is bullying me'—"

He Qingyang raised his eyebrows, and raised his chin slightly: "Brother, I was a good fighter when I was 14 years old. The black Internet cafe next to the junior high school is my favorite place to go..."

He paused meaningfully, then pulled down Jiang Sizhen's scarf, turned his head, his white neck was blown by the cold wind, and there was a thin layer of goosebumps, and the small silver earrings on the earlobe were particularly eye-catching .

For this kind of little furry child, pierced ears and tattoos may be a symbol of a social person in their minds.

Seeing that Bancuntou was shocked and speechless, He Qingyang smiled with satisfaction. When he was about to pursue the victory, Jiang Sizhen stopped him.

"Forget it. What are you doing with children?"

child?The corners of He Qingyang's lips curled down slightly, with disapproval written all over his face.

"I don't know what is the criterion for judging this 'child'. If it is counted as a minor, then can I think that you are also a child?"

In the mouths of adults, children always have the capital to act like a baby and a certain right to speak.

"..."

"Hey, by the way, why do we have to stand at the door and talk?"

He Qingyang asked strangely, he stomped his feet to dispel the coldness that climbed up from his heels that were frozen unconscious.

Before He Qingyang finished speaking, another woman wearing plastic gloves turned out of the garage.

"Jiang Sizhen, what are you doing—" the woman screamed, her voice was as sharp and high-pitched as Bancuntou, "Why are you still bullying your brother? Do you still have any sense of being a brother?"

The woman was wrapped in an old red cotton-padded jacket, her body was bloated, she was blocking the door with her hips crossed, her brows were cold and her face was aggressive, while Bancuntou hid her body behind the woman, looking proud at Jiang Sizhen and He Qingyang grimacing.

"Is your mother?" He Qingyang silently mouthed to Jiang Sizhen.

Jiang Si really didn't know if he understood, he nodded and shook his head.

He Qingyang didn't expect Jiang Sizhen, a jerk-mouthed gourd, to introduce himself in front of women and Bancuntou, he took a step forward and said.

"Auntie, hello, I'm Jiang Sizhen's colleague He Qingyang," He Qingyang has not forgotten why he came to Jiang Sizhen, "Manager Liu asked me to come to Jiang Sizhen—"

"Why are you looking for him?" The woman interrupted him very rudely, she squinted at He Qingyang, "Are you looking for him to go back and play games?"

"I heard that the wages in your industry are quite high, why did Jiang Sizhen take out 50 yuan and he kept it withheld?" The woman stared at He Qingyang and asked suspiciously, "Did he give you all the money? "

What do you mean give me all the money?He Qingyang was confused, but he keenly caught a word.

50.Jiang Sizhen's mother asked him to take out 50, combined with the previous 'loan usury' incident, He Qingyang suddenly became a little confused.

What is this all about?

After a fuss, the woman finally mercifully let the two of them into the house.The garage is only fifty or sixty square meters, and the furniture is crowded together.

Jiang Sizhen's mobile phone was placed on the sofa, and was held in his hand like a baby with a flat head.

"Jiang Sizhen, I will lend you your mobile phone to Xuanxuan for studying, and I will return it to you after Xuanxuan goes to school tomorrow."

He Qingyang suddenly realized, no wonder Jiang Sizhen was so surprised when they met, I dare say that he really didn't get the phone and didn't see the news.

After scanning the room, He Qingyang did not find the desktop computer.

"Then how do you usually rank?"

Jiang Sizhen has been home for so many days. If he doesn't practice, even if he catches up with the game time, he will lose his life.

"Go to the Internet cafe." Jiang Sizhen put the dishes in the sink and began to wash them. As soon as his hands touched the cold water, he couldn't help shivering all over his body.

"I usually go to Internet cafes all night."

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He Qingyang didn't see Jiang Sizhen's father until the end of the meal, but we didn't know and we didn't dare to ask, He Qingyang decided to be a silent eater.

The street lights in the old-fashioned community were very weak, Jiang Sizhen led He Qingyang to turn left and right, and finally came to an Internet cafe.

This Internet cafe is relatively small, and the facilities look very old. If you rank here, there will be at least a three-second delay in the Internet speed, which is a fatal injury.

No wonder Jiang Sizhen didn't play any games during this period of time. He played rank every day and couldn't improve his score.

Jiang Sizhen is very familiar with the boss here. There is no network administrator in this small Internet cafe, and the boss is completely competent for the job alone.

"Uncle Wang, turn on two computers, the old rules, all night."

Uncle Wang raised his head from the counter, and his curious eyes fell on He Qingyang.

"What, your teammate?" Uncle Wang narrowed his eyes and looked at He Qingyang. Those who work in Internet cafes know more or less about e-sports.

He Qingyang simply pulled off his hat, revealing a frozen pale face.

"Oh—" Uncle Wang elongated his voice in surprise, "So it's Yang."

"I watched your game against KW a few days ago," Uncle Wang chatted excitedly, and his voice became louder. He pointed to an LCD TV on the wall of the Internet cafe and said, "I watched it here, but Exciting, refreshing and exciting..."

"That wolf tooth fight is really good!"

"Uncle Wang!" Jiang Sizhen called out in disapproval, and Uncle Wang recovered from that match.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Uncle Wang scratched his head and said apologetically, and then he went to the refrigerator to get two bottles of Nutrition Express, "I didn't care about your feelings, these two bottles of Nutrition Express Just take it as compensation."

"Don't refuse," Uncle Wang smiled and handed the nutrition express line in front of the two, "Although KW played well, I still trust you WG."

"It's just a small gesture from the fans."