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

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Song Chunan didn't open his mouth to speak, he seemed to have expected Jiang Sizhen to say that, with just the right amount of astonishment on his face.

"In that case, I congratulate you both."

Song Chunan smiled slightly, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

A very normal attitude, but it was this attitude that gave Jiang Sizhen a headache.

With so many people, no one congratulated Jiang Sizhen, and the only one was Song Chunan.

Jiang Sizhen felt a sense of depression in his heart, even though he knew the reason for this depression was inexplicable.

But he was still young, and he didn't bother to think about other twists and turns.All he knew was that he wanted to hear someone sincerely wishing them well.

A sincere love has not been blessed by others, Jiang Sizhen feels that the current happiness is stolen by himself, and he is very uneasy.

He held He Qingyang's hand behind his back and bowed to the people in the room.

"I'm in a hurry now." His cheeks were flushed, but his voice was exceptionally firm, "I have to go out first."

"Feel sorry."

Although he was saying sorry, there was no sign of regret on his face.

Without waiting for his stepmother to say anything, he grabbed He Qingyang's hand and hurried out.

When He Qingyang was dragged out by Jiang Sizhen, he was in a daze.

He really didn't expect Jiang Sizhen to be like this...to be so rude.

"Where are you taking me?" He asked, letting Jiang Sizhen hold his hand, and didn't intend to break free.

He acquiesced to Jiang Sizhen taking him wherever he wanted.

"I think, I want to take you to meet Uncle Wang."

Jiang Sizhen's voice was soft and shallow, with a bit of shy embarrassment.

"Uncle Wang?" A kind shadow flashed in He Qingyang's mind, and he asked with some uncertainty, "The owner of the Internet cafe?"

He propped his forehead with the other hand, and asked Jiang Sizhen tentatively, "I remember correctly, right?"

"It's him." Jiang Sizhen took a deep breath, and a big smile appeared on his face.

"He's like a dad to me."

and so--

He Qingyang blinked slowly, Jiang Sizhen, did this mean to bring him to meet his parents?

The stepmother has already met, and the next one to meet should be the father.

It wasn't Father Jiang who was squatting in the bureau, but Uncle Wang who said kindly that he was a WG fan.

……

Returning to the small Internet cafe on the corner again, He Qingyang's mood was completely different.

He can enjoy this Internet cafe full of the atmosphere of the times leisurely.

The noise and the smell of second-hand smoke filled the small space.

It's not evening yet, but Uncle Wang seemed very tired. He nestled on the patched chair and said listlessly to the two people who came in.

"There are vacancies over there, the old rules, two yuan an hour."

"Uncle Wang," Jiang Sizhen said, "I'm here."

Uncle Wang suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the two people holding hands in front of him: "You—"

He cast his eyes on He Qingyang, full of scrutiny and scrutiny.

"Aren't you playing a game?" He narrowed his eyes, frowned and thought for a long time before he suddenly realized, "Are you suspended?"

It was He Qingyang who asked this question.

He Qingyang felt like ants were crawling all over his body, and Uncle Wang's probing gaze was like X-ray rays, wanting to see him thoroughly.

"Uh..." He Qingyang's face was a bit thin. Being suspended is not an honorable thing, but he is definitely not someone who dares to admit it. "Yes, I was suspended for three months."

Before Uncle Wang could say anything, a sarcastic voice broke in.

"Long admiration, Jiang Sizhen."

The person who spoke was a small young man with a sickly flush on his face. He was still eighteen or nineteen years old, but he looked like he was in his thirties or forties, and there was a strange smugness in his hanging eyes. .

Jiang Sizhen knew him.He Qingyang is sure.

Because Jiang Sizhen took his hand unconsciously and forcefully, so strong that even He Qingyang almost couldn't stand it.

"You don't know me anymore? It must be normal for famous people in Jiangda University not to know me." The small young man smiled triumphantly, which made him look even more old-fashioned, and he looked like a wrinkled little old man.

"It wasn't like this when you begged me for a few plastic bottles..."

plastic bottle?

He Qingyang grasped the key point keenly.

He heard Jiang Sizhen say this about it. Jiang Sizhen used to pick up trash in order to save money to go to the Internet cafe to play ranking.

No matter what era it is, picking up trash seems to be the endorsement of poverty and lack of dignity.

The small young man didn't control the volume, and even the headphones couldn't block his high-pitched voice, which caused many people who were playing games to tremble in shock, made operational mistakes, and yelled loudly in dissatisfaction.

Battle of Heroes is the hottest PC game today, and most people in Internet cafes are playing this game.Many of them have watched the game, and they are very familiar with He Qingyang and Jiang Sizhen.

If it was a player like Langya, there must have been many people rushing forward to ask for autographs, but who did they meet?

It was the famous and notorious "True Emperor Yanghuang".

Many people smacked their lips boredly, and immediately got into the game again.

"You were a celebrity back then." The small young man walked around Jiang Sizhen a few times, and said in a strange way, "Who doesn't know?"

"Jiang Sizhen, a classmate in junior high school, knows how to play games, and then went to Korea to make a lot of money!"

"Why?" The little young man became more and more annoyed, and almost lost his words, "Don't you just know how to play games?"

"It's a ball!"

"Why do Su Yanyan and those female classmates never forget you? Don't they know that you are a disgusting homosexual?"

The small young man retched loudly.

"Li Penghui." Jiang Sizhen interrupted him calmly, "Long time no see."

Li Penghui was his junior high school classmate, and he had heard that Li Penghui liked Su Yanyan.

But Su Yanyan likes him?

Not necessarily.

Su Yanyan in his memory was a round-faced girl with two deep dimples when she smiled.

Very sunny and sweet.

But Su Yanyan never smiled at him.Jiang Sizhen knew that most of his classmates looked down on him.

They changed their minds about him later because they saw him play a few games in the spotlight and thought he was a celebrity.

But what kind of celebrity is he.

Jiang Sizhen pursed his lips, and said: "You can't catch up with Su Yanyan, that's your business, don't ask me to vent your anger."

It was such a calm tone that made Li Penghui even more annoyed.

This Jiang Sizhen, when he asked them to beg for trash before, there was no humbleness in his eyebrows and eyes, some were just neither humble nor overbearing.

Is this the attitude of asking for help? !

Jiang Si really didn't know what Li Penghui was thinking, and he was not interested in his thoughts.

"I have a boyfriend." He said in a low voice, just enough for Li Penghui and Uncle Wang in front of him to hear.

He laughed flamboyantly.

He has a boyfriend, and his boyfriend doesn't care about his past.

Nothing can hold them back, they've been through it all, they're afraid of nothing.

[The author has something to say: Well, because I am in my hometown and the Internet is not good, I accidentally reposted Chapter 60 several times. I have submitted a request for deletion of the two repeated chapters, but the editor seems to be off work and has not been deleted.So readers who bought more, I am really sorry. (Dogeza)

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