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

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The jet lag in Los Angeles made He Qingyang very uncomfortable. He didn't sleep well in the hotel bed these days.

When he went to rank to consolidate his competitive state, his eye circles were still black, as if he had been punched by someone.

Jiang Sizhen took a bottle of pure milk and handed it to him worriedly: "What's going on? You look haggard."

He Qingyang glanced at the pure milk in Jiang Sizhen's hand with disgust, and said in a temper: "I don't drink pure milk, this has a milky smell..."

"It's hard to drink." He pinched his nose, looking unhappy, "I want to drink Wangzai milk."

"...This is good for sleep." Jiang Sizhen ignored He Qingyang's nonsense, "Obviously such a grown-up adult, why do you still make a child angry?"

While scolding He Qingyang, Jiang Sizhen deftly poked the pure milk open, pointed the straw at He Qingyang's lips and forcefully delivered it.

He Qingyang grimaced, biting the straw with his teeth, controlling the flow of the liquid, taking small sips slowly. Hao Ren who was next to him accidentally caught sight of this scene and laughed, "What kind of adult giant baby needs to be fed milk by others?" drink--"

"Heh," He Qingyang spat out the shriveled straw bitten by him, and turned around, "Who told you that you don't have a girlfriend?"

"Single dog." He Qingyang spit out these three words clearly, with a flamboyant tone and a smug expression, Hao Ren wanted to drop the mouse in his hand and come to fight He Qingyang.

"Come on, 1v2, who is afraid of you?" He Qingyang was very arrogant, he hooked Jiang Sizhen's shoulder, Jiang Sizhen was considered the tallest person in WG, Hao Ren was half a head shorter than him.In such a comparison, Hao Ren's aura of barking his teeth and claws instantly became a lot shorter.

Hao Ren sat back on the chair again, swallowing his anger a little bit: "Yangzi, you don't talk about martial arts in 2v1, and Leif, don't help him either, he's just like that, he's making fools, he's so bad!"

Jiang Sizhen shook his head: "No."

Hao Renqi said, "Nothing?"

Jiang Sizhen said seriously: "If you want to help, I will definitely help Brother Yang."

He Qingyang, who was happily eating melons at the side, did not expect Jiang Sizhen to say such a thing. After being stunned for a while, he immediately burst into laughter.

He touched Jiang Sizhen's head on tiptoe, and said with a smile: "Thank you for helping me, but I have experience in fighting."

After speaking, he glanced at Hao Ren several times intimidatingly.

Under the double attack of top laner and jungler, Hao Ren's physical and mental health were greatly damaged. He held his head and wailed, "What's wrong with this world? Can a single dog still live well?!"

The door was opened, and Manager Liu stuck his head out wrapped in a coat.

"Stop making trouble, stop making trouble! Clean up and let's make a documentary."

It's not that cold in Los Angeles in October. The members of WG wore thin red team uniforms, but He Qingyang was afraid that Jiang Sizhen would be cold, so he went to the bathroom to supervise him and put on a gray autumn coat under the inner lining.

How can young people like to wear autumn clothes?What's more, when Jiang Sizhen pulled down the collar of his team uniform jacket a little, he could see the edge of the gray autumn clothes.

Jiang Si really felt ashamed, he avoided He Qingyang's hand, a little angry: "Why don't you wear autumn clothes? You let me wear them!"

He Qingyang took off his team uniform jacket, revealing a team uniform T-shirt and two bare arms, a little complacent: "Because I'm not cold."

He handed the autumn clothes closer to Jiang Sizhen, and urged: "Hurry up, they will be waiting outside. Maybe they arranged for us to do something bad in the bathroom."

Mentioning "bad things", Jiang Sizhen's face flushed a little, but it was rare for him to remain rational. He took Qiuyi and looked at He Qingyang suspiciously: "Are you taking revenge on me? Just because of me Force you to drink that pure milk?"

"How is it possible?" He Qingyang rebuffed straight away, "Brother Yang, do I look like such a narrow-minded person?"

"Not like," Jiang Sizhen said, "but now you are like my mother."

"To be honest, my mother is not as good as you." Jiang Sizhen doesn't remember clearly when he was a child, but he watched other people's mothers nagging like this in TV dramas. He felt that He Qingyang at this time was the same as these "moms" "There is a wonderful way to do the same thing.

That's a sweet annoyance.

He Qingyang was a little guilty. Taking advantage of Jiang Sizhen going into the bathroom, he sneakily threw the bottle of pure milk that he drank a few drops into the trash can.

Fortunately, Jiang Sizhen knew nothing about it.

Jiang Sizhen took off his naked clothes and did not avoid He Qingyang, and He Qingyang saw the tattoo on Jiang Sizhen's arm again.

He didn't see it clearly before, but now that he looks carefully, he will find that the tattoo is a little undulating. He Qingyang knows that this tattoo is actually tattooed on the scar, and he can't help but feel sorry for Jiang Sizhen.

"What is your tattoo? We are in this relationship now, why don't you tell me?" He Qingyang joked.

Jiang Sizhen stopped taking off his naked clothes, half of his red team uniform T-shirt was taken off, revealing his thin waist, the bright red made Jiang Sizhen's skin fairer.

"You really didn't see it?" Jiang Sizhen's voice was a little weird, as if he was disappointed but also happy.

Should I see it?

Now He Qingyang was stunned, he took a hard look at the tattoo several times to make sure that he didn't know what this abstract figure was at all.

"I didn't see it, really." He Qingyang swore.

"...Then your eyesight is really bad."

"Nonsense. How could I fall in love with you if I have bad eyesight?"

Jiang Sizhen couldn't resist He Qingyang's "sweet talk" and had no resistance at all.But even so, Jiang Sizhen's mouth was still biting tightly, and He Qingyang still didn't ask what Jiang Sizhen's tattoo was.

The filming of the documentary of the WG World Championships is still going smoothly. Everyone is a person who has experienced a lot of battles. There is no problem at all if you say something about the second grade and put on some cool poses.

It was because Jiang Sizhen was wearing autumn clothes underneath that he felt ashamed and seemed a little reserved.

"Let's talk about the prospects for the World Championship one by one—" Manager Liu shouted through the horn, "What is our goal? WG's goal is—"

"Four finals!!!"

Everyone started laughing again.

An Pingcun said with emotion: "The last time we participated in the World Championship, we were the top eight. This time the requirements are not high, and we have made a small step forward. I am satisfied with the top four."

Everyone said so on the surface, but He Qingyang saw the ambition and desire in the eyes of his teammates with bright eyes.

No one wants to stop at the top four, professional players always have only one goal——

That is the supreme champion!

In the noisy atmosphere, He Qingyang quietly held Jiang Sizhen's hand.

"We're definitely going to be together."

We will win the championship together, we will get married together, and we will spend the rest of our lives together.

This is the most solemn promise He Qingyang can give Jiang Sizhen.

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