The plot is different from what I thought [Quick Transmigration]

Cold water rushed to his face, and even his hair was muddy into strands.

There is no one in the bathroom, and the cold white light shines down from the ceiling, and the mind slowly clears up.

When Jiang Zhengming said that Zhou Qi had a scumbag face, he definitely wasn't just talking about it.Zhou Qi has a deep bone profile and a handsome face, but he is born with a lazy look.There is always a smile on his lips, and he can't see the air of a serious man, as if he can be ambiguous to anyone.

It also seems that you will not like someone for a long time.

Fu Ye was still sitting on Zhou Qi's chair, slowly unwrapped Zhou Qi's lollipop, and swallowed it.It smelled exactly the same sweet milk smell when kissing Zhou Qi.

How long will Zhou Qi like him?

One year, two years, longer—no deadline, preferably no deadline.

Fu Ye never asked Zhou Qi to love him.

It is enough to like him.

Just after washing my face, I also washed all the hair above the forehead.There was a large splash on his chest, like a silly kindergartener who just had a meal.

Teacher Fu's obsessive-compulsive disorder about the dress code is very serious.Zhou Qi reckoned that he was going to go back like this, Fu Ye had to take off his wet clothes and not let him wear them back.

After wiping two pieces of paper, it didn't dry at all, so Zhou Qi could only stand in the bathroom.

Suddenly, screaming cheers rang out, first one, then another, as if the tide responded, it surged through the brick wall and wooden door, and arrived at Zhou Qi.

Zhou Qi stood there, stunned.

It's Chinese, screaming in Chinese, crazily excited.Even the nerdy-looking students started swearing.

"Won!!!"

"Fuck! I won!!! Ah!"

"We won?? We are the champions!"

"Double crown, we are champions again!!"

"B! China nb!!!"

This is a small corner of France.

From one corner to another, connecting point by point, connecting the whole world, 13 competition areas around the world, dozens of countries, hundreds of millions of viewers, the screen in front of them is frozen in an instant. Announced loudly, in dozens of languages, speaking the same sentence——

"Congratulations to r for winning the No.11 Global Finals!"

The contestants at the scene couldn't hear the announcement of the speech, and couldn't hear the exclamation of the host outside the field. They took off their headphones, and could only hear the applause of the audience inside the field, and the cheers of the audience standing up like thunder.Dotted with colorful lanterns with "r" written on them, like stars reflected in the sea, undulating and waving, they are thrown into the sky.

This is an honor that has not been seen for a year.

It is a new glory.

Back to lpl.

King's return.

The audience is like a tsunami——

"Rist the champion!"

"creat the iracle!"

Zhou Qi didn't go out, but he knew what happened.

What does it feel like?

It's the feeling of watching others win the championship.

How does it feel to watch others win?

Fucking...jealous.

Want to win the championship, especially fucking want.

What he hadn't had time to do, Jiang Zhengming's little fat man finished ahead of time.

Can he do it?

able.Once your hands are ready, you can.Zhou Qi never doubted whether he could or not.He only thinks about whether he wants to or not.When he goes back, his hands are ready, and there is a team that can cooperate with him, what Jiang Zhengming can do, can't he do it?

But Zhou Qi thought about it for a long time, but he was still jealous.

Xiao Jianger is a winner in life, he has accomplished his career goal at half a year younger than him.

Fu Ye waited in the private room for half an hour before Zhou Qi came back after "washing his face".

He went to the men's bathroom, and found Zhou Qi, who was sloppy and unmannered, sitting on the sink consciously, with a milk lollipop in his mouth, secretly eating candy in the bathroom.

"What are you doing in the bathroom?" Fu Ye frowned.

Holding the thin rod in his mouth, Zhou Qi sniffed and sighed: "Xiao Ming, I also want to win the championship."

Fu Ye: "..."

Zhou Qi looked at him: "Do you think it's too late for me to change jobs?"

Fu Ye: "..."

"I can participate in next year's S competition." Zhou Qi moved his buttocks, gave Fu Ye a seat on the narrow sink, and said solemnly, "If I win the championship, I can support you even after you retire."

Fu Ye looked at him for a while, then leaned over and smiled: "You are too old to participate in competitive sports."

Zhou Qi: "??"

他才他妈的27，怎么说的他跟47似的？27也是原主的27，跟他有个j8关系？？

Zhou Qi laughed and squinted at Fu Ye: "Mr. Fu, do you think I'm old?"

"Not big." Fu Ye chuckled, raised his chin with his fingertips, kissed him, and murmured, "It's not big at all."

Zhou Qi: "..."

It sounds weird.It seems that it is wrong to say that it is big, and it is not right to say that it is not big.

"I'm older than you." Zhou Qi emphasized.

"Yeah." The corners of Fu Ye's mouth curled up, "My brother is older than me."

Jiang Zhengming was in a daze.

He came to the same position a year ago.

He remembered very clearly that he cried after winning, and Song Li also cried.He was crying because his parents must have known it too, and they knew that their son, who was addicted to the Internet and not trying to make progress, was a world champion.

One year, one year after winning the championship.A year of fame.

Before the competition, if he knew in advance that he would win the championship, Jiang Zhengming thought he would definitely cry with excitement.

But in fact, he couldn't cry now.It's like he hasn't won yet, hasn't won the championship yet.There was another place hanging, which he couldn't reach, and there was a man standing there, looking at him from above, mocking him, but he couldn't even reach it.

In the post-match interview, Jiang Zhengming still didn't find the elated and high-spirited champion mentality that he should have now.

What he actually thought was that he still had someone who didn't win.

Another person said that even if he won the world championship, he couldn't beat him.

Said he was better than him.

If not convinced, go win him.

If you can't win, you'll be farting if you don't accept it.

The hostess had stars in her eyes, and she said to the camera: "Everyone can see that r's performance in the finals was very impressive... This is Jiang Zhengming, the team leader of our championship team—" The hostess turned her head and looked at Jiang Zhengming, " Captain Jiang, how do you feel about winning the finals?"

The microphone was handed to his mouth, and the black lens circled around him.

Jiang Zhengming remembered that at this time last year, after the game, he was the same as before the game. He was alone in front of the camera, talking about his feelings for 10 [-] minutes, and he almost called TV and the Chinese Communist Youth League to thank him.

But this year, he seems to have nothing to say.

Jiang Zhengming thought for a long time, and said, "...I don't have any thoughts."

The hostess froze for a moment.

She has interviewed Jiang Zhengming several times. Jiang Zhengming is well-known in the circle for his love of speeches, especially after he wins.

Is this a stimulus this year?

so cool?

But in just half a minute, Jiang Zhengming thought for 30 seconds, and began to add: "Actually, I didn't want to say it. If you insist on asking me to say it, I have a lot to say—for example, why r can win this championship I think it is mainly due to me. It is I who persist in resisting pressure and never give up. I did not succumb to the malicious and insulting speeches fabricated against me personally, nor was I overthrown by the tens of thousands of extremely ugly emoticons made against me personally. As the captain, I played a good leading role, and the other players were deeply moved by me..."

Hostess: "..."

Jiang Zhengming finally recovered his true colors, and his eyebrows were beaming: "...Why am I so good? This has to start when I was 13 years old. In the summer when I was 13 years old, I came into contact with the game lol. At that time, it was too late to meet! I played for a summer vacation, and I didn’t even do my homework. I determined to be the best player in this game, but I was stubbornly blocked by my whole family. But can I give up my ideal? I can’t, I have to ..."

The hostess couldn't hold it anymore, and abruptly changed the subject: "I remember that before the finals, club r made a promise that if r wins the championship this year, the first team promises to broadcast live broadcasts for all members of women's clothing. I don't know about this now Does it still count?"

As Jiang Zhengming spoke, he was suddenly reminded of this episode: "..."

The hostess laughed, as if watching the excitement: "Captain Jiang doesn't want to backtrack, does he?"

Jiang Zhengming: "..."

"Do you really want to repent?" The hostess deliberately opened her eyes wide, with an incredulous look on her face, "The fans are waiting, they have voted for which kind of women's clothing to wear, and Captain Jiang wants to take the lead in repenting?"

There was a dead silence for several seconds.

Jiang Zhengming's clever little head suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Of course it is impossible to go back on it. Team r - me, Song Li, Ricky, Ala, vv, and the specially hired substitute Zhou Qi, live broadcast of women's clothing after the game, whoever breaks his promise is the dog. "

As soon as r won the championship, all major forums exploded.

That afternoon, the finals accounted for eight of the top ten Weibo searches.

As soon as the post-match interview came out, a Weibo vote ranked second in the most searched, only behind the ever-lasting "r wins the championship".

This trending search is "r women's clothing voting".

Posted on the official Weibo of the r club:

"User r Club: What you say is what you say, here is a wave of fan benefits, the whole team's women's clothing live broadcast is arranged! Pick your favorite type of women's clothing, what to wear is up to you! [dge][dge][dge]"

abcd four options——

a maid outfit

b bunny dress

cllita skirt

djk uniform (uniform for high school girls)

Zhou Qi doesn't go to Weibo at all, so he hasn't seen this indiscriminate disaster yet.

It was discovered by Fu Ye browsing Weibo.

When Fu Ye came here, the official voting was over, and the voting data was announced: maid outfit 23, llita skirt 7, jk uniform 21.

Bunny girls outshine the others, accounting for 49, showing that 18164 people voted for option b.

There is also a video of Jiang Zhengming, with sincere words and affectionate words, he almost cried: "...Really, Zhou Qi really helped me, helped the whole r a lot, r won the championship, he contributed a lot. He has done me a favor. It is no exaggeration to say that his influence is life-long and mine-I will never forget him in this life, and I will never forget his help to me. Without him, I don’t deserve to win this finals. to the champion."

It’s a long list, and the final format is: “He doesn’t wear women’s clothing. I don’t deserve to fulfill this promise to wear women’s clothing. If he doesn’t wear it, I won’t wear it. What did people do?"

After watching the video, Fu Ye calmly opened Jiang Zhengming's Weibo.

It turned out that Jiang Zhengming had been released, and he posted twelve Weibo posts within one day after the match, and Zhou Qi was attacked more than 20 times.The most outrageous thing is a top microblog.

"User r-Jiang Zhengming: If you are a man, come to my room to find me at 19:[-]pm on November NO.[-]. fn Zhou Qi fn Zhou Qi fn Zhou Qi fn Zhou Qi fn Zhou Qi"

Fu Ye calmly stared at Jiang Zhengming's Weibo for 2 minutes.

Just after returning to China, Zhou Qi was lying on the bed, turned his head, and saw Fu Ye staring at the phone with a very cold expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Qi wanted to lean over to have a look, but was pushed away like a puppy.

"It's okay." Fu Ye got up and walked out the door, and said flatly, "I'll make a phone call."

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Zhengming had a dinner with his teammates. Halfway through the meal, he wanted to check Weibo replies, but he didn't log in.

"Dear Weibo user, because your account 'r-Jiang Zhengming' posted obscene/pornographic and minor sexually suggestive information on the Weibo platform, your account will be banned for [-] days."

Jiang Zhengming: "???"

When Fu Ye called back, Zhou Qi had already gone to play games.

Fu Ye sat next to Zhou Qi and looked at him without speaking.

Zhou Qi took time out of his busy schedule and glanced at him: "What are you doing?"

Fu Ye's tone was still very light: "Have you watched Jiang Zhengming's post-match interview?"

"Little Jiang'er?"

"Ah."

Zhou Qi laughed, and looked at Fu Ye rather curiously. He was still operating the jungler with the mouse and keyboard in his hand as if writing silently: "What's so interesting about Jiang Zhengming? He's looking for No. 15 girlfriends for marriage?"

"No." Fu Ye paused, and succinctly sowed discord, "He said you would broadcast live in a bunny costume."

The opposite field invaded, Zhou Qi shook his hand and died.

Zhou Qi stopped operating: "???"

Fu Ye continued: "November NO.19, he has set the time for you."

Zhou Qi: "???"

When is NO.19 in November?Isn't it tomorrow? ?

Fu Ye moved his fingers, squeezed Zhou Qi's hand, and asked seriously, "Are you willing?"

"I'd rather fuck." Zhou Qi wanted to call Jiang Zhengming, fuck the bunny costume, isn't the bunny costume just wearing a woman's bikini with bunny ears?What's the difference between wearing a man's underwear and wearing briefs for live broadcast?He went to live broadcast the bunny girl, don't be caught and sent to the police station after broadcasting for 10 minutes.

As if it was Zhou Qi's illusion, the corners of Fu Ye's mouth seemed to turn up a little.

But in a blink of an eye, Fu Ye still looked serious: "The clothes that R wants you to wear have already been sent home, you can try them on and see if you like them."

"...all the fucking sent over??"

Fu Ye looked cold: "Yes."

Then, he stood up: "I'll go get it."

A black rigid gift box tied with a ribbon.It is worth a lot of money at first glance.

Zhou Qi's temple twitched: "Sent by r?"

Fu Ye removed the ribbon.

The clothes are also black.If that stuff counts as clothes.

A pair of custom black velvet bunny ears.There was only one piece of clothing on the upper layer. Zhou Qi weighed it, and it weighed about a dozen grams.

Because it is a thin thong.

There is also a fluffy, round rabbit tail attached to a tapered metal handle.There are also two heavy, black metal clamp rings.

On the bottom is a black silk pajamas with a belt and a waist, the length is twenty or thirty centimeters above the knee.

Zhou Qi squeezed the two clamps and smiled: "R sent it? Let me live broadcast?"

Fu Ye smiled lowly: "Don't you try it? No live broadcast."

Zhou Qi hooked his neck, put the rabbit ears on Fu Ye's head, and asked with a smile, "Do you want me to wear them?"

Fu Ye didn't speak, but kissed him.

Zhou Qi also kissed him.

Then say, "No."

Fu Ye: "..."

Before the ranking was finished, Zhou Qi came out of the spring.Fu Ye rubbed his neck joints and asked softly, "Do you hate this kind of clothes?"

"Hmm... It's too troublesome not to wear it." Zhou Qi said casually, focusing on playing wild.

"Too much trouble?"

"Ah."

The corners of Fu Ye's mouth curled up, and he kissed the back of Zhou Qi's neck, and said in a low voice, "Then I'll help you wear it."

The rabbit ears returned to Zhou Qi's head, Zhou Qi struggled, and he was still playing the game, his eyebrows frowned: "I don't wear... my j8 is so big, what should I do with clothes that can't even cover my j8."

"Well," Fu Ye raised the corners of his mouth and comforted him, "I'll buy you a bigger one next time."

"I don't wear..."

"Don't make trouble, don't hang up."

Zhou Qi: "..."

Fu Ye's voice was very soft, as if seductive: "Just wear pants, be good."

Zhou Qi played "ur7daddy" and his teammate was matched with re's professional player, so he couldn't play this game.Between wearing pants and playing wild, Zhou Qi hesitated and chose to play wild.

"Put the computer on the bed and get down on the bed. Otherwise, the pants won't fit."

"How to play games lying on the bed??"

Fu Ye kissed him again and said, "Brother, you promised me."

Zhou Qi took a breath, and immediately rolled onto the bed together with the notebook.

"Okay, whatever you want." Zhou Qi said, "Stop talking, I'm going to lose this game, I'll have a mic with my teammates."

"Yeah." Fu Ye whispered in his ear, "I won't talk anymore."

One or two shirt buttons.

"Go on the road, the middle laner follows me..." Zhou Qi arched his back suddenly, gasped, and turned around as if he was burned, "Wait, you are fucking..."

Fu Ye put his index finger in front of his mouth: "Shh - don't talk."

Just like this, Fu Ye was still well-dressed, only the fingertips of his other hand were wet.

"I've turned off the mic..." Zhou Qi turned over and was about to turn off the mic, but the re professional player on the team spoke.

Said: "Brother 7, do you want to turn off the microphone? Don't, I'm running a live broadcast here, and all the friends in the water want to listen to you. It's okay if you lose the game. You can chat with us."

Liu Jing is the top order on re. re's results in this year's s competition are quite satisfactory, not many breakthroughs, and no losses, the level of the top eight.

Re management is not as strict as r, so these re players have a lot of live broadcast time.

It was a complete surprise that "ur7daddy" was ranked today.It was still the water friends in the live broadcast room who confirmed that the "ur7daddy" he ranked was Zhou Qi. The winner of this year's s competition was r, but the captain of r mentioned Zhou Qi everywhere, and abruptly pulled Zhou Qi into the championship. topic center.

Liu Jing said with a smile: "Okay, I will go to the road gank with you, wait for you to finish the blue buff?"

It might be the network card. Zhou Qi's Mai Chuanyin came over intermittently:

"Okay... yes, yes, follow me... go, fuck... go on the road."

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