"W-what?" Cheng Yu pushed away Shen Zheng's hand in front of him, "You're blocking me from seeing the barrage."
His eyelashes trembled slightly and he began to thank the audience for their gifts indiscriminately.
"Thank you Cheng Yu's cutie for the bottle of nutrient solution."
"Thank you to Captain Shen for... well, Captain Shen's true fan gave me two bazookas."
"Thank you, Zhengzheng. Ahem, Zhengzheng for sending me two bottles of nutrient solution every day. Thank you."
Barrage: "What did Team Shen show Cheng Yu, and why did he stutter after seeing it? Isn't it something that Jinjiang can't write about?"
Barrage: "Do you also want to thank me for the free nutrient solution? Hahahahahahaha."
Barrage: "Why are you so nervous all of a sudden? Cheng Yu's eyes are wandering."
Cheng Yu: "Are you nervous? I'm not."
He folded his legs and changed his position, started talking, and then changed back again: "I didn't see what Captain Shen showed me, I just saw your barrage."
Shen Zheng next to him: "Watch it again?"
Cheng Yu: "If you don't look at it, you don't care about it."
Barrage: "Again, again, give it to me!"
Cheng Yu: "Are you Teletubbies? What again."
Li Hong came in and reminded Cheng Yu that it was almost time.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Cheng Yu said to the audience in the live broadcast room: "I'm here today. The broadcast is off. The prizes will be distributed within two weeks. Thank you everyone for supporting me. See you next time during the live broadcast."
Cheng Yu waved to the camera.
"Good performance." Shen Zheng patted Cheng Yu's head. His hair was fresh and comfortable to the touch. He couldn't help but rub it twice more.
"What are you doing?" Thinking that the live broadcast room was still closed, Cheng Yu immediately clicked to stop the live broadcast, but the barrages in his room were still popping up.
"Ah ah ah ah, Captain Shen is so spoiled!"
"What did Xiao Cheng Yu say just now? You are so shy!"
“Please be in the same frame more often, thank you!!!”
"Are you looking for death?" As soon as the camera was turned off, Cheng Yu returned to his little lion state. He moved Shen Zheng's hand away and touched Shen Zheng's joints with his fingertips. His skin was a little warm.
Pretending to ignore Shen Zheng, Cheng Yu scratched behind his ears, turned around and asked Lingle: "Did the coach say what time the training match will be in the afternoon?"
Lingle was helping Yu Hao test the computer, and turned around and said, "It's still the old time. Aren't the times for our training matches all fixed?"
Cheng Yu: "Oh, I forgot."
Lingle: "Why are you acting weird? Is it because of the live camera?"
Cheng Yu: "No, the broadcast is off. I'll check the address sent by the audience."
The addresses in the background have all been calculated, but 'Cheng Yu's real' husband has not sent his address.
"Hey." Cheng Yu touched the person next to him with his foot.
Shen Zheng turned his face and asked with eyes.
"Your account," Cheng Yu touched the shell of his ear, "that trumpet, don't forget to send the address."
Lingle's ears immediately stood up: "What trumpet account, what address? Boss, did you open a trumpet account to see the female anchor?"
"You're everywhere!" Cheng Yu pushed Lingle back and asked him to debug the machine.
Lingle cried and murmured that Cheng Yu and the boss had a woman outside without him.
"Have you sent it or not?" Cheng Yu urged Shen Zheng again.
"Which trumpet?" Shen Zheng took his time and put his arm on the computer table casually, "I have too many trumpets."
"Don't pretend." Cheng Yu kicked him again, "That's the one in my live broadcast room."
"Which one? I opened several small accounts in your live broadcast room to boost your popularity." Shen Zheng asked with evil intentions, a smile on his lips.
"Tsk, are you..." Cheng Yuteng stood up, stepped in front of Shen Zheng angrily, and pulled up his collar.
Others thought Cheng Yu was going to hit someone, but they saw Cheng Yu pulled up Shen Zheng's collar, then bent down and said something in his ear.
"What?" Shen Zheng was lifted up by his collar, and he raised his head slightly, his black eyes flashing, "I didn't hear you clearly."
"Are your ears full?" Cheng Yu complained, lowered his head again, almost biting Shen Zheng's ear and said, "Your account number one on the list, address, hurry up."
Shen Zheng: "I have several trumpets that are ranked by others..."
"Come out!" Cheng Yu covered Shen Zheng's mouth in time. He glanced at the others and saw that no one noticed that the number one on the list that Shen Zheng said was his number one, so he took the person out.
Shen Zheng was free and followed Cheng Yu's path and left the training room.
Lingle: "What happened to the boss and Cheng Yu?"
Lu Ming: "It seems that Cheng Yu wants something from the boss, but the boss doesn't give it."
Lingle: "What do you want? It can't be moral integrity, the boss doesn't have that kind of thing."
The two looked at each other and laughed.
Arriving in the corridor, Cheng Yu looked around and saw that the third floor was full of training rooms. The youth training and the first team were on the same floor.
"Come with me." Cheng Yu was worried and pulled Shen Zheng downstairs to the dormitory floor.
Shen Zheng said nothing and just followed downstairs obediently.
Several youth training kids on the third floor saw the leader of their Yuhuo Club being carried downstairs by Cheng Yu's collar. Soon, news spread in Yuhuo that the genius double C had a disagreement over training and was going to fight.
Cheng Yu dragged Shen Zheng all the way to his room before letting go.
"The address." He pushed Shen Zheng to the bedroom, flexed his wrist and said, "Send it to me quickly, Li Hong is waiting to ask for it."
There were no lights in the house. Cheng Yu forgot to draw the curtains in the morning, so the light was dim.
"You haven't mentioned which trumpet number yet." Shen Zheng stood in front of Cheng Yu, writing forward intentionally or unintentionally, closing the distance between the two.
Cheng Yu leaned against the door, turned away his face, and said quickly and vaguely: "Cheng Yu's real husband."
He had always known that Shen Zheng was taller than him, and they usually stood together a lot. Maybe it was because of the dark light today. For the first time, he found that Shen Zheng's figure completely enveloped him, and there was an indescribable feeling. Feeling of oppression.
There is another thing that I can't explain clearly, and I am eager to try it.
"What?" Shen Zheng lowered his body, put his right arm on Cheng Yu's head, turned his ear and said, "Be clear."
"Shen Zheng, don't fucking go too far." Cheng Yu pushed Shen Zheng but didn't push.
Is this person usually this strong? In his impression, he and Shen Zheng had always been on a 50-50 basis.
"Speak clearly, and I'll give it to you once I've made it clear." Shen Zheng's voice was very low, accompanied by a smile. In the dim light, his deliberate teasing was infinitely amplified, "There is no one else here, so tell it nicely. ”
"You, number one on the list, trumpet." Cheng Yu reluctantly spat out a few words, and then disappeared.
After realizing it, he punched Shen Zheng: "I'll write the club address and give it to you when I get there."
"Cheng Yu." The arm that was supporting him dropped, and Shen Zheng's fingers grabbed Cheng Yu's hair and gently pulled it, "We have a matter to discuss."
"Let's keep talking, why are you always pulling my hair?" Cheng Yu crossed his arms and said angrily, "Say, listen." "Keep the training time within eight hours, okay?" Shen Zheng wrapped his fingers around his My hair curls, like an addiction, over and over again.
Shen Zheng clearly felt the stiffness of Cheng Yu underneath him, and even the roots of his hair became stiff.
"Shen Zheng, others can advise me, but you also advise me?" Cheng Yu raised his chin slightly and spoke clearly, "I really think I am a genius. I can maintain my condition without training. You know better than me how much you have put in to get to where you are today. Now you are trying to persuade me, is it better not to think of me, or not to die in the fire?”
Shen Zheng was silent, his eyelashes drooping.
"This year, I will take you..."
"Why do you want me to win a Grand Slam?" Cheng Yu laughed angrily, "Captain Shen is so selfless. The road to retirement with glory has been paved for me, right?"
He pushed Shen Zheng hard and distanced the two of them: "Thank you so much, Captain Shen."
Cheng Yu wondered if he had forgotten to close the window. The moment he pushed it open, it felt cold.
"If you are paving the road like this, why don't you play e-sports? Just go back and study civil engineering." He turned around and opened the door. "You can stop meddling in my affairs from now on."
"Cheng Yu." Shen Zheng held Cheng Yu's wrist and pulled it back with force. He closed the door and pressed Cheng Yu against the door panel again.
He could feel the veins and cartilage on Cheng Yu's wrist, as well as his too-fast pulse.
The friction between his fingertips on his wrist caused a slight tremor, and Cheng Yu raised his leg to kick him.
"Don't be angry, that's not what I meant." Shen Zheng pushed Cheng Yu's left leg away with his knee, restricting his movements. He rubbed Cheng Yu's forehead with the tip of his nose and discussed in a dumb voice, "If you stay in e-sports, It’s fixed, can we extend the time?”
Whether it was his wrists, thighs or forehead, Cheng Yu felt like something was about to explode inside his body. He couldn't think about Shen Zheng's words at all.
"What do you mean?" He stabilized his ragged breathing, slowly raised his eyes, and met Shen Zheng's focused gaze.
"Extension of time, stay with me more." In the dark tone, Shen Zheng's eyes were still bright. He removed Cheng Yu's wrist, rubbed the top of his head, and pinched his earlobe, "You can come, I'm really happy I’m happy, so stay with me more, okay?”
Until he went to bed at night, Cheng Yu's wrists and thighs were numb and his ears were hot.
All he could think about was Shen Zheng's red ears after he promised to leave the room and go to the light.
His ears were red, but I didn't pinch him.
Is it shy?
Cheng Yu quickly deleted this guess. Who is Shen Zheng? How can he be shy? Besides, he is shy as hell in front of his teammates and brothers.
Don't think about it anymore, go to sleep!
Early the next morning, the whole team saw Cheng Yu coming with dark circles under his eyes.
Lingle: "Cheng Yu, I heard that you and the boss had a fight in the bedroom?"
The dazed Cheng Yu suddenly regained consciousness: "What the hell? Where did it come from?"
Lingle pointed in the direction of the youth training team: "It was reported from the youth training that you and the boss fought from the third floor to the second floor because of the command authority, and from the second floor to the bedroom. The door panels were banged by the two of you. ”
Cheng Yu: "Fuck it, that's nonsense."
Lingle: "That's right. The boss loves you so much that he won't be willing to beat you. But the boss got up very late today."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the training room opened and Shen Zheng came in.
The same style as Cheng Yu for dark circles.
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There are still two games left in this year’s Spring Split, and then we’ll have to take a break during the New Year before continuing next year.
Team Yuhuo's game record last year broke through the previous results, winning five games.
There are also more and more fans supporting Yu Huo online, and most people expect Yu Huo to get tickets to the S League and shine.
The last time Team Flames got together before the year was still coach Wu’s invitation, a familiar barbecue restaurant and a familiar private room.
When we came to dinner this time, the boss asked for an autograph from Yuhuo's team jersey, saying that his son particularly liked Yuhuo.
The five team members were flattered and they all signed their names on the team uniforms seriously.
After signing, Lingle said: "Why do I feel like I'm about to debut? Do I have to hire a publicist for myself? What if someone hacks me in the future?"
Everyone at the dinner table raised their middle fingers in tacit agreement.
Lingle fiddled with her bangs: "What are you doing! If you attack the mentality of your teammates, you will be fined."
After a pause, Lingle looked at Li Hong, tugged on his clothes and said, "Brother Li, I feel that my clothes are too boring."
Li Hong: "If you buy a new one, it's not like you won't get a bonus."
Lingle still pulled his clothes: "It's not about the money."
Li Hong was confused for two seconds and then understood: "You want a sponsor? Play your game well, I have my own arrangements."
Lingle smiled and raised his eyebrows, leaning towards Li Hong: "How about it, after the game, is it easier to talk about sponsorship than before?"
Li Hong glanced at Shen Zheng and pushed Lingle away: "Go, go, stop asking."
Just as the waiter came to serve the meat, Coach Wu asked them to barbecue together, so the topic was over.
Cheng Yu looked at Li Hong, then at Shen Zheng, and then at Coach Wu. The expressions on the three people's faces were a bit off. He couldn't tell what was wrong.
The meal lasted until early in the morning. Lingle drank too much again. In order to avoid him knocking on his door again, Cheng Yu planned to go home directly.
Shen Zheng wanted to send him off, but Cheng Yu refused.
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When Cheng's mother woke up in the morning, she was startled when she saw a group of white cats watching TV on the sofa. Their screams were as loud as seeing mice.
Cheng Yu took out his ears, put down his propped up legs, turned around and complained: "Are you so excited?"
Cheng's mother patted her chest: "I was scared to death. I thought it was a big dandelion. When did you come back?"
"Early in the morning." Cheng Yu said, "Mom, I'm hungry."
Cheng's mother made breakfast and called Cheng Yu and Cheng's father to come out for dinner.
At the dining table, Cheng's mother and Cheng's father sat next to each other, opposite Cheng Yu.
The two of them whispered and winked.
"If you have anything to say, tell me." Cheng Yu took a bite of the egg, "I have to go on a business trip again, can't we celebrate the New Year together?"
"No, your dad and I have discussed it, and we will go to grandma's place to celebrate the New Year this year." Cheng Ma picked up the bowls and chopsticks and said with a smile, "It's just that Qinzhou got a scholarship, and the parents have been showing off in the circle of friends for several days. ”
Qin Zhou is the child of a colleague of Cheng's father and Cheng Yu's classmate in high school.
Cheng Yu: "He just studied well in high school and is quite normal."
Cheng's father took over: "Oh, Qinzhou's father even invited us to dinner. Didn't you see his proud and pleased expression at the dinner table? It makes people jealous and enviable. I remember your academic performance is not worse than Qinzhou's, right? If you go to college, you will definitely get a scholarship.”
Cheng's mother agreed: "Of course, our Cheng Yu has better grades than Qinzhou, right, Cheng Yu?"
Cheng Yu understood that his parents still wanted him to go back to school.
Cheng Yu's parents always kept their word and promised that he could work professionally if he got into a designated university. They did, but they didn't say he could always work professionally.
When Cheng Yu retained his university status, he knew that his parents would let him go back to study sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon, not even three months.
Cheng Yu took the last bite of breakfast and put down his chopsticks: "I will consider going back to school when I can no longer compete."
Cheng's mother sighed: "We are also doing this for your own good. Your uncle Cheng told me that if you use your eyes for a long time, it will cause great harm. Your eyes are much more fragile than others. We are worried about you."
Cheng Yu didn't answer. He stood up, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen to clean them.
The sound of running water cut off the conversation between the two parties.
"Let's do this." After Cheng Yu finished washing the dishes, Cheng's father said, "I will agree to any conditions if you are willing to go back to school."
Cheng Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Cheng's father to confirm: "Any conditions are acceptable?"
Father Cheng nodded solemnly: "Yes, any condition will do."
Cheng Yu: "Let me play e-sports for another ten years."
(End of chapter)