Chapter 39 Who is the next opponent in the training match?
"Anyway, I'm already here anyway. Take some time to have dinner with me tonight?" Zhao Enjing raised her legs, her pretty face full of anticipation.
Lin Qiguang nodded: "This is natural, but I still have to participate in the afternoon training as normal, Noona"
"It's okay. You go ahead and do your work first. I'll find a room to live in later." Zhao Enjing waved her hand, indicating that Lin Qiguang didn't need to worry about her.
"Obviously you feel it too, and your heart is obviously moved too"
"When do you want to see the wink?"
"Speak your heart and stop pretending you don't know"
"Just do what you think in your heart"
"Take my hand now"
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The cell phone rang suddenly.
Lin Qiguang finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly moved away from the bed, "Nuna, please wait a moment. I'll answer the phone."
Lin Qiguang was stunned when he opened the door and looked at the screen of his mobile phone.
"Zhien?"
"A sneeze——!"
Li Zhien, who was far away in Seoul, sneezed inexplicably, startling Bae Jingshu who was making kimchi.
"Really, I've been told that it's autumn now, so you must cover yourself with a quilt at night. What if you sneeze without paying attention and contaminate the kimchi?"
Facing his mother's nagging, Li Zhien consciously got up and walked back to his room. At this time, the outgoing call was finally answered.
"Hello? Zhien."
I don't know why, although Li Zhien is one year older than Zhao Enjing, Lin Qiguang has never called her "Nuna".
"Yeah, it's me." Li Zhien cleared his throat and asked, "Why didn't you reply after receiving the message for so long? It's just the taste of kimchi. Is it so hard to imagine?"
"Does it taste like kimchi? It doesn't matter, as long as it's made by you."
"Well, let's make it a little sweeter. But let me remind you in advance that giving you kimchi is just incidental. Don't think that I made it specially for you, you know?"
"Well, as long as you are happy."
"Why do you suddenly feel that your tone is so sinister?"
"Nothing has happened, but it is a great honor to have South Korea's number one female soloist and national singer Lee Ji-eun make kimchi for me. I am so happy that I am speechless now!"
"You'd better say the same thing when you see me." There seemed to be the sound of something being crushed from the other side of the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Lin Qiguang silenced and put away his phone, opened the door and returned to the room.
On the same bed, Zhao Enjing curled up and fell asleep at some point. The coat that she had taken off was hanging haphazardly beside the bed.
"Are you so sleepy?"
Well, I always have to catch a jet lag from Seoul to San Francisco.
Lin Qiguang came to the bedside, reached into her neck and legs, gently picked up Zhao Enjing, placed her in a comfortable sleeping position, and then covered her with a thin quilt.
Perhaps the movement in the middle was a little too big, and Zhao Enjing opened his eyes drowsily, "Well... I'm sorry, I fell asleep accidentally."
"It's okay, just sleep here for a while. I'll call you when the afternoon training match is over."
"Then let's make an agreement. We have agreed to have dinner together tonight. We can't go back on our words."
The words in Zhao Enjing's mouth became increasingly unclear, her voice gradually became lower, and finally her breathing became even, and she completely fell asleep.
After tucking her in, Lin Qiguang hesitated before choosing to get up, carefully opening and closing the door, and walked to the training room.
After the door closed, Zhao Enjing slowly opened her eyes again.
The cell phone ringtone just now was so appropriate for the occasion, but she didn't have the courage to hold his hand firmly.
Pulling up the corner of the quilt to cover her whole body, the faint smell of hormones mixed with the fragrance of shower gel lingered on the tip of her nose. She liked this smell, but unfortunately it was just the bed he slept on and the quilt he covered, not his arms.
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Returning to the training room, I found that the players were already playing training matches.
"Who is your opponent today?" Lin Qiguang looked closer curiously, and saw that the head score of the game on Little Peanut's screen was an extremely exaggerated 21 to 5.
"SKT?" Nofe didn't need to remind him. He recognized the opponent in the training room just by looking at the game ID.
"Tsk tsk tsk, why are SKT suddenly so powerful?"
Since the start of the 6.18 World Series training matches, the Tigers' training match winning rate has always been very high. Even in losing games, they rarely fall behind by a huge score in the early 20 minutes.
Lin Qiguang looked at the scoreboard and saw that the statistics of Turtle and Faker Syndra in the middle were actually terrifying 11-2-7!
At this time, Kuro finally couldn't help complaining: "This is not a game, it's just Rank! The guy on the opposite side didn't know what the situation was. He was like crazy looking for me to exchange blood and fight for operations. He was not afraid of me playing. Wild? ”
"Axi, this training match is unplayable!" Kuro complained, turned around and made eye contact with Nofe, then typed "GG" on the public screen and exited the game.
Taking off his headphones, Little Peanut put his arm around Kuro's shoulders and comforted him: "Brother Ruixing, don't be angry. You have to understand the power of anger that a man who has lost love can unleash. Today's Faker player obviously used you as a punching bag. ”
"Lost in love? Faker is in love? What kind of love is he in?"
Everyone in the training room was also very puzzled. They all stared at Little Peanut seriously, and the gossipy expressions on their faces were not concealed at all.
Little Peanut looked innocent and said: "Why are you looking at me? Don't any of you pay attention to the gossip news about the World Championship?"
Then Little Peanut quit the game and cut out Twitter. A tweet suddenly appeared on the screen. The publisher was a North American e-sports self-media.
The content of the tweet is: Mr. Light and Miss Light are dating in San Francisco?
The tweet was accompanied by a photo, and everyone immediately recognized the male protagonist in it as Lin Qiguang next to them, and the female protagonist was also easy to recognize - the former LCK goddess Zhao Enjing.
But the most eye-catching thing about this tweet is the rapidly increasing number of comments below. Except for some serious discussions, almost all of them are LOL players @ one account: SKTFaker.
Everyone looked at Lin Qiguang. Lin Qiguang spread his hands and was speechless.
On the other side of the SKT training room, winning the training match against ROX did not bring much joy to Faker. After drinking a large bottle of water, he only heard the call of the big devil coming from the training room:
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"Who is the next opponent in the training match?" (End of Chapter)