The words in the post were sincere, as if he had personally experienced Cheng Yu's 'bullying'. Someone asked him if he was Cheng Yu's classmate, but he did not answer, and his attitude was ambiguous.
Cheng Yu's content enlarges the picture on the mobile phone, and the nickname of the poster is a series of initial numbers, which has no reference value.
Not to mention that Cheng Yu has always been a top student in middle and high school. If some of the incidents mentioned in the post were true, he would have committed a crime.
Lingle: "The post is more than ten pages long, and you want to be popular again."
Attached are the connections below.
Cheng Yu had no idea and replied to Lingle: "Ignore it, go to bed early."
One night passed, and Cheng Yu woke up the next day. He changed from a genius mid laner to an all-around mid laner.
In the training room, the door couldn't be closed due to Lingle's loud voice.
Lingle: "Cheng Yu high school also participated in the Mathematical Olympiad competition, and ranked second in the city! Comrades in the city, what kind of concept is this? There is not a single person in Shencheng who can compete!"
Lu Ming: "There is one, first."
Lingle: "Hey, that's the first luck. Also, Cheng Yu's grades have never fallen out of the top three since he was a child. He is a top student."
Lu Ming: "Indeed."
Lingle: "There is more, the college entrance examination, admission to a well-known university, retaining student status and pursuing a career..."
Cheng Yu pushed the door open and went in, and the sound of people in the room stopped.
Lingle stood in the center of the training room, holding a mobile phone in one hand and raising the other hand high, like a storyteller in the inn in the past.
"Cheng Yu, you're here!" Lingle jumped to Cheng Yu's side and swiped his phone to show him, "Someone refuted the rumors for you last night. They were all classmates from your previous school."
Cheng Yu saw a familiar ID slide across the screen, Brother Yu's cute little one.
"Is the second place in the Mathematical Olympiad competition true or false?" Lingle opened his curious eyes, "Second place in the city, you are so awesome."
Cheng Yu frowned slightly, and he replied in a deep voice: "Yes."
"What about the university?" Lingle chased Cheng Yu to his seat, "I heard that you have retained your student status, are you still planning to go back to study? I checked the time to retain your student status, and it seems that it can't be too long."
Next door, Shen Zheng turned his face sideways and waited with Lingle for Cheng Yu's answer.
"It's reserved at home." Cheng Yu turned on the computer, "I personally have no idea of ​​continuing my studies for the time being. I will wait and see my career development."
"Your career will definitely shine!" Lingle squeezed Cheng Yu's shoulder and asked, "By the way, who is the first person in the Mathematical Olympiad competition? Is he also from your school? Is your school a key point?"
Cheng Yu typed on the keyboard to log in to his account. He glanced at Shen Zheng beside him, took Lingle's hand from his shoulder and said, "No, I don't know him."
What else did Lingle want to ask, but Coach Wu came.
Coach Wu: "Get ready for the training match. Tomorrow we will play Team Qingfeng, so keep your spirits up."
All team members returned to their respective positions and played training matches seriously.
Cheng Yu went to get the blue buff, and when he was about to get it, he saw Shen Zhengbiu snatching it away with an arrow.
Cheng Yu was slightly stunned: "?"
He didn't have a seizure and continued playing.
The second time Cheng Yu hit the blue buff, Shen Zheng happened to pass by again, and the familiar biu snatched it away.
Cheng Yu asked Shen Zheng three questions in a row.
Shen Zheng was silent and indifferent, as if nothing happened.
The third time, Cheng Yu hit the blue buff, and Shen Zheng came again.
Cheng Yu glanced at him, slowed down the speed of playing blue, and waited for him to pass before playing again.
As a result, Shen Zheng stood beside him and refused to leave.
Cheng Yu continued to throw away his skills.
Shen Zheng saw the right moment, biu~
"Shen Zheng, what do you mean?" Cheng Yu couldn't bear it. The blue buff was very important for the mid laner. When the passer changed, Cheng Yu became irritable at the first blue.
Chen Zhengfeng was calm, and he turned his face with a smile in his eyes: "So you know me."
Cheng Yu choked, this man could really hold grudges.
Isn't it just that he didn't admit that he was first in the Mathematical Olympiad competition, and he still stole the blue? "Dog thief." Cheng Yu muttered, paused, and then said, "Shen thief."
Shen Zheng laughed so softly that only Cheng Yu could hear it.
At the end of the training match, Coach Wu had an expression on his face as if he had seen an incomprehensible astronomical phenomenon. He looked hard at Shen Zheng and Cheng Yu.
Coach Wu: "What's going on with you two? What are you playing at, Shen Zheng?"
Shen Zheng: "Personal grudge."
Coach Wu laughed angrily: "Okay, knowingly and intentionally, and having a negative attitude in the training match will be fined two thousand."
Shen Zheng: "?"
Cheng Yu: "I feel comfortable."
Coach Wu added: "Purchase money to Cheng Yu to buy delicious food, compensate for his mental loss, and repair your personal grudges as soon as possible."
Shen Zheng: "Okay."
Cheng Yu: "It's not rare."
Coach Wu: "You must accept it!"
Cheng Yu: "Tsk."
He turned to look at Shen Zheng and stretched out his hand.
Shen Zheng looked at his palm, paused for two seconds, and put his hand on it.
Cheng Yu jumped away like a cat: "What are you doing?"
Shen Zheng: "Don't we want to reconcile?"
"2000, I'll let you settle in cash!" Cheng Yu's earlobes and neck turned red, which was extremely obvious.
Shen Zheng took back his hand: "No, I owe you first."
Lingle, Lu Ming and Yan Shu turned around and looked at them in surprise. Coach Wu who was nearest was also startled by Cheng Yu's overreaction and silently took two steps back.
Lingle asked carefully: "Cheng Yu, are you okay?"
Cheng Yu's Adam's apple rolled, he opened the door and went out without saying a word.
"What's going on?" Lingle asked, "Why did he react so loudly? The boss didn't do anything..."
Lu Ming analyzed: "I guess he has mysophobia. You can see that Cheng Yu's table is always clean."
Lingle nodded repeatedly: "It's possible, boss, do you want to go see Cheng Yu and apologize?"
"No, he'll be back soon." Shen Zheng touched Cheng Yu's hand and held it in vain, putting it into his pocket.
Cheng Yu enjoyed the cool breeze outside the training room for a while. He kicked the corner and became more and more angry as he thought about it.
Who wants to reconcile with Shen Zheng? He obviously owes him two thousand, but why does he come out to blow the cold wind? Something is wrong.
The officially stamped strongest ADC shamelessly steals the blue buff from the mid laner. He should file a complaint and have his title revoked.
But how did he grab the last blue one? His timing was so good.
Cheng Yu thought about it and went off topic, and his anger disappeared.
The phone in his pocket vibrated. Cheng Yu took it out and saw the message from Shen Zheng.
"Congratulations on getting rich and good luck."
Cheng Yu opened the red envelope, two yuan.
Shen Zheng: "Repay in installments."
Cheng Yu: "..."
Captain Shen, who can get a contract worth tens of millions, actually pays him two yuan or two in installments? !
He was a little angry again.
Cheng Yu glanced at the time on the top of his phone and it was time to play the next training match.
He put away his phone, took a long breath, and returned to the training room.
At the corner of the stairs, he met Shen Zheng.
The two looked at each other for a moment, and Cheng Yu looked past him with an expressionless expression.
As soon as Cheng Yu passed the corner, Shen Zheng grabbed his wrist from behind.
"Don't be angry." He gently tugged on Cheng Yu's sleeve, "I will never steal your blue again."
Cheng Yu didn't look back and shook off Shen Zheng's hand: "Let go."
The tone is quite serious.
The door to the training room opened, and Lingle turned around when he heard the sound, and asked doubtfully: "Cheng Yu, why are your faces still so red?"
(End of chapter)