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

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He stood up, his sleeves were hanging down to cover the back of his hands, he raised his eyes and nodded to CY's top laner, and planned to walk around him and walk off the stage.

Professionals are a group of high-spirited boys, their spirits are higher than the sky, and their minds are smaller than the tip of a needle. CY's top laner had never been treated this way, he reached out and grabbed He Qingyang's sleeve.

He was so strong that He Qingyang couldn't break free for a while.

"Be clear, what do you mean?" CY's top laner Fu Haidong is well-known in the league for his hot temper, and he plays six.

For this operation monster, the increase in temper seems to be directly proportional to the increase in strength.

But don't look at Fu Haidong's violent temper, he is pretty handsome.Against the backdrop of a group of professional players with dark skin and acne scars, his fair skin seemed to glow.

"I didn't mean to disrespect you," He Qingyang said, looking at Fu Haidong in front of him, "I'm not in the mood to shake hands with you today."

He quietly put his right hand behind his back, saying that his fingers connected to his heart. The pain spreading from the back of his hand had already begun to urge him to leave the competition venue as soon as possible.

Fu Haidong didn't speak, he pursed his lips tightly.Fu Haidong actually has a western look, his eyes are big and energetic, and his profile is as perfect as a Greek sculpture.

"You didn't disrespect me?" Fu Haidong whistled softly, his dark blue eyes half-smile, "Then why are you avoiding me?"

he asked suddenly.

He Qingyang did not dare to look into Fu Haidong's eyes. He knew that this kid's eyes were weird.He had been deceived by his innocent appearance before.

"I'm not talking about the present," Fu Haidong took another step forward. He looked down at He Qingyang slightly, with that smug look flashing in his eyes again, "I'm talking about the past..."

"Why are you avoiding me?" Fu Haidong pursed his lips slightly. The 1.8-meter tall man's girlish actions didn't make people feel disgusted, but made people feel a little cute, just like He Qingyang bullied him Same.

He Qingyang shook his head a little, but quickly regained his composure.

"Why do I have to go to you?" He Qingyang asked back.He even regretted a little, he was too busy thinking about whether he could play, and he didn't pay too much attention to CY's top laner. CY also has two top laners, and Fu Haidong, who is less experienced, usually won't play.

If he had known that CY's top laner would be him today, he wouldn't have said anything to push himself into this match.

If he didn't play this game today, he might guard the water dispenser to death, so he had to fight for this chance for himself; Unfortunately, Fu Haidong still seems to be brooding over the past.

"Since you don't want to shake hands with me, that's fine—" Fu Haidong's beautiful eyes began to glow with some madness and excitement.

not good--

He Qingyang turned around subconsciously and wanted to leave. He used to be in the same youth training camp as Fu Haidong, so he knew too well what his expression meant.

This means that Fu Haidong is going crazy.

"Don't go away——" Fu Haidong dragged his tone, his voice was different from Jiang Sizhen's youthful clearness, and more like an elegant piano sonata, he said aggrievedly, "Why are you still avoiding me?"

His face was aggrieved, but his hands tightly grabbed He Qingyang's sleeves and refused to let go.

He Qingyang had no choice but to look sideways at him, and said with his eyes.

"Let go."

"If you don't let go, don't let go," Fu Haidong smiled like a child, two small dimples bloomed on the side of his fair cheeks, "You have been avoiding me for so many days, I have to ask you for an interest—"

He held He Qingyang firmly with his hand to prevent him from moving, and he quickly leaned forward and gently pecked He Qingyang's face.

The warm and slippery touch came from his cheeks, and He Qingyang opened his eyes wide in astonishment, staring blankly at the young man in front of him.

The young man smiled, his eyebrows raised high.

"So cute."

He said in an indistinct voice, and then he licked heavily on the soft flesh next to He Qingyang's cheek.

He Qingyang's whole body trembled, nausea and vomiting rushed straight to his forehead, his cheeks began to flush, and even the burnt part no longer had the intense pain, and now the more intense shame swept him like a sea wave.

"What the hell are you doing?!" He Qingyang couldn't care less about being on the stage anymore, and he wiped his face with his sleeve ferociously.

Disgusting, was the only word that came to his mind now.

"Do you think I'm disgusting?" Fu Haidong could see what He Qingyang was thinking at a glance, and he was still smiling. This smile looked chilly under the spotlight, with dark and surging anger.

"This is a meeting ceremony in Western society. Both sides kiss each other to show respect. You should know that, right?" He looked at He Qingyang's trembling lips, and giggled, "Didn't you say that?"

He stopped laughing slowly, "You said you don't want to shake hands with me, that's fine! I agree—but in order to prevent others from criticizing you for disrespecting me, let's have a personal disrespect..."

"Look at how caring I am for you, and how accommodating you are."

Madman, this madman!

"Do you know, this is on the competition stage!" He Qingyang finally shouted hoarsely.

"I know, why don't I know? Don't talk to Jiang Sizhen, isn't it just under this table? What's the difference between me and him? After all, you two kissed mouth to mouth——"

"Shut up!" He Qingyang's palms were still trembling slightly, "Didn't I clarify? That picture was intentionally photoshopped by someone with a heart!"

Hearing this, Fu Haidong curled his lips lightly, "Who would believe it?"

His voice became louder and louder, like the sound of gravel falling into a pool of water one after another.He Qingyang is clearly aware of one thing: the fact that he and Jiang Sizhen are not telling the truth can hardly be concealed!

and--

He Qingyang looked at Fu Haidong quietly, he knew that the photo was not P's, it was real.

Then how did he know%3F

"Why, don't let me talk. I want to say what I want to say!" Fu Haidong gave him a provocative look, and shouted to the audience with his hands in the shape of a trumpet, "He Qingyang is a female cousin!"

The young man's voice was very penetrating, and he shouted it out without any scruples. Even if the auditorium didn't hear it clearly, he could still hear a vague and general meaning. The scene became noisy again, and waves of people stood Get up and rush over here.

"He likes Jiang Sizhen, the two of them kissed in the corridor of the competition stage—"

"He's too timid to admit it, and he has a problem with his work ethic! Do you know why he made such a mistake just now? Isn't it too surprising that the majestic man made such a mistake%3F"

Fu Haidong took a deep breath before continuing: "That's because he wanted to bribe me—"

He Qingyang couldn't listen anymore: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"I'm not talking nonsense! I know the secret of He Qingyang and Jiang Sizhen's secret. In order to let me cover up this secret, he deliberately let us lose the game to CY—"

"Moreover, I have reason to suspect that it is He Qingyang's fault that RY's top laner Wang Feng can't play!"

"Think about it, everyone. Is it true? It is said that Wang Feng's absence from the game is due to a stomachache, but I have never heard of him having a stomachache before. Who knows if it is a real stomachache or man-made?"

The blood rushed from the heart to the head for a while, He Qingyang rushed forward without thinking, and slapped Fu Haidong in the face.

He didn't hold back the slap, and Fu Haidong's fair skin soon became red and swollen.

He Qingyang's hand was also in hot pain, and his scalded skin was dragged into a dull dull pain, mixed with a dense pain like needle pricks.

Fu Haidong stretched out his hand to caress his face, and the players who had already retired beside him saw that something was wrong, so they also rushed to the stage, but it was too late.

Fu Haidong shook off his hand, and laughed heavily: "Why is someone so angry and ashamed?"

[The author has something to say: I understand the truth, so when will Fu Haidong get the boxed lunch? 】