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Chapter 3 You are also fucking star-chasing!

Shen Xingyu hasn't seen that bitch man in six years. Wen Ye is the son of her mother's ex-boyfriend. I heard that he went abroad after the college entrance examination six years ago. There is no way he should appear here, in front of the WHS club.
"No, thank you." Although Shen Xingyu is poor, he has the backbone to eat the food given by the bastard no matter how hungry he is. "Although I don't know how you found out that I am here, my sister still advises you to follow up and investigate. It's illegal to protect other people's privacy. This time, I won't care about you anymore. If you show up next to me next time, I might call the police."

Only Sagsheng would be so bored as to follow her to a convenience store. This was the first time Shen Xingyu met Sagsheng outside. He didn't dare to raise his head. He didn't even dare to look at Sagsheng's face, and he deliberately lowered his head. After speaking, she lifted the brim of her hat, bypassed the person who blocked her, and ran back to the club.
Fortunately, the bastard didn't catch up with him.

"Xingyu, what's wrong?" Coach Lao Ma happened to be going out to look for Wen Ye when he bumped into Shen Xingyu. Seeing her running all the way, he thought something had happened to her, so he quickly asked with concern.

"Coach, there is a bastard fan of mine at the convenience store. Can you pretend to be my manager and intimidate him?" Shen Xingyu calmed down and replied. She knows the scope of bastard fandom better than anyone else. It's hard to get rid of, there used to be an assistant who was able to protect her by her side, but that assistant was also taken back by the company three months ago.

"Isasaeng?" Lao Ma frowned. Although there used to be many Wen Ye's bastards climbing through the windows nearby, they became less common after the implementation of credit card swiping in the park behind them. Now he didn't expect to see him again, "What are his characteristics? "

"I have a cheese rice ball in my hand." Shen Xingyu couldn't describe it for a moment, and she didn't even dare to look at his face.

"I understand, don't be afraid. It's still very safe in our club." Lao Ma comforted him and asked a staff member to send Shen Xingyu to the dormitory first, then turned around and left the club, heading towards the convenience store. When I walked over, I didn't see any bastards holding rice balls in their hands, but I saw Wen Ye holding rice balls in his hands.
This old dog is actually going to attack Shen Xingyu so soon?Is it so hard to control love at first sight?Wen Gou has been single for too long and is unbearably lonely?
"Are you my Xingyu's bastard?" Lao Ma pretended to be a bastard and walked up to Wen Ye and joked. He never thought that one day his face would be recognized as a bastard.

"Your home?" Wen Ye asked with slightly sunken pupils.

"She is my goddess and I am her fan, doesn't it count?" Lao Ma said with a hint of love on his face. The thought of recording a two-month program with his goddess made him feel very happy.

"You are too old to be her father." Wen Ye retaliated by throwing the rice ball in his hand like a tennis ball.

The old Ma, who was hit by his age, covered his heart with his hands. This old dog said, "You can't use age as an excuse. I want you to be younger. Can you still win ten championships in KPL?"

"My last defeated general said the same thing."

"I remember you had a pretty good personality when you were in youth training. How did you become what you are now as a professional?" Lao Ma still remembers six years ago when Wen Ye, a gaming genius, emerged from a group of youth training students. , not to mention how docile, at least his mouth is not so poisonous.
"What time will it be tomorrow?" Wen Ye stopped what he was doing, and a triangular rice ball had been thrown into a circle by him.

"What time is it?" Ma didn't realize what Wen Ye asked.

"programme!"

"You really plan to participate, but you have so much training lined up behind you, and your body can't bear it." Once the Spring Split is over, there will be a two-month window of competition, and most teams will have to develop new tactics and strategies based on the latest version of the game. In terms of playing style, the training intensity of the first team is already high, but with the training intensity of this variety show, Onye's sleeping time will be reduced to four or five hours in the future.
"Yeah." Wen Ye looked towards the door of the club. Things that had been lost for six years were back around him. No one could sit still.

Shen Xingyu suffered from insomnia on the first night at the club. She had had this problem since she was a child, so much so that even when the house behind her home was sold, she did not sell her bed.

Shen Xingyu, who had been tossing and turning at night and unable to sleep, touched her phone and logged into the Honor of Kings game interface. Because she had hung up the last game, her reputation points were deducted and she could not participate in the rankings, so she had to play matchmaking.

Matching was slower at two o'clock at night. While waiting in line, Shen Xingyu noticed that there was actually someone online among her WeChat friends.
The game ID is: Better than Meituan

Shen Xingyu was amused by this ID for a while, and the shoulder blades faintly exposed in the T-shirt trembled slightly with her smile. However, there was no note behind this person's game ID, and Shen Xingyu didn't know that this person was her. Which one of my friends.
The next second, a friend message popped up on her game interface.

Better than Meituan: Do you need some companionship?

Shen Xingyu frowned and replied: Do you want money?
Even better than Meituan: one yuan a round.

One dollar!Damn it, it only costs one dollar!Shen Xingyu had heard someone say before that it would cost several hundred to play with someone.

Shen Xingyu, who clearly recognized the market price: "Cheap is not good, you won't cheat on me, will you?"
Better than Meituan to give away: Can you still drop bronze?

Shen Xingyu, who silently looked at the interface of the initial rank, gave himself a slap on the forehead and replied: Actually, I am a primary school student and only have one yuan of pocket money every week. This one yuan is more valuable to me than 100 yuan. You must not cheat me.

Even better than Meituan: Primary school students won’t go to school tomorrow?

Shen Xingyu: Why do you talk so much?

Even better than Meituan: take care of the future flowers for your motherland.

Shen Xingyu wanted to reply, but that person's game invitation had already been sent. After entering the room, Shen Xingyu discovered that not only were they "more generous than Meituan," but there were also several with gold labels.
Gold Label No. [-]: "Who is pulling here?"

Gold Label No. [-]: "Still a bronze?"

Gold Label No. [-]: "Wen Gou, don't you want us to take your girlfriend to score?"

Shen Xingyu: "No, no. He is my companion!!!!"

Gold Label No. [-], [-], and [-]:
Gold Label No. [-]: "Play with me!"

Gold Label No. [-]: "Wen Gou, when did you take up the business of accompanying people?"

Gold Label No. [-]: "The club is so poor that it wants you to come out and perform? You can earn more by selling yourself."

Shen Xingyu: "Are you all professional players?"

Better than Meituan, you can also give away: "I am a bad guy, and I will play professionally until I retire."

"Fuck!" The captain of the Gold Label No. [-] JI Club exited the room.

"Dog!" The captain of the Gold Label No. [-] BER Club exited the room.

"Old dog!" The captain of the Gold Label No. [-] ZK Club exited the room.

Shen Xingyu: "Why are they angry?"

Even better than Meituan: "I'm afraid I'm too good at cheating on your rank."

Shen Xingyu: "But why do I think they are angry?"

Better than Meituan: “That’s jealousy.”

Shen Xingyu always felt that the person in front of him was a bit unreliable, and the attitude of the three of them towards him was extremely bad. He must not have a good character in ordinary life.
In order not to have anything to do with such a corrupt person, Shen Xingyu silently typed out: "My mother caught me secretly playing with my phone. She is scolding me. I want to log off."

After Shen Xingyu sent this message, he went offline. "Bi Meituan" on the other end of the phone smiled slightly when he saw this message, "This kid is still telling lies as before."

Wen Ye, who exited the room, was immediately pulled into another room. Jinbiao No. 5, [-], and [-] started spraying directly on the microphone, scolding Wen Laogou for five and a half minutes without repeating the same sentence!

"Did your club fine you a month's salary for the last Weibo post?" Wen Ye waited until the room was quiet before slowly turning on the mic, and silently sent the video he had just recorded to JI, BER, and ZK club managers.

The three club captains who were still busy spraying wheat were forced to log off the line by the club. The next second they were asked by the club manager whether to transfer?Or do you want to be banned from the fall season?
Wen Ye quit the game, logged into WeChat and clicked on Shen Xingyu's WeChat Moments. There was no news at all. He always thought that the kid had stopped using WeChat.

This WeChat was created by him for Shen Xingyu six years ago. At that time, she was just a freshman in high school and used QQ more. WeChat was only built to communicate with her parents and his brother.
The chat history in the chat box has long disappeared, but Wen Ye can still recite a lot of it.

"Did you get into a car accident?"

"The whole school is gone."

"Are you lame?"

"Were you kidnapped on the road?"

At that time, Wen Feng asked him to go to Qianbei Middle School to send the kid home every day. Wen Ye spent three days fishing and two days surfing the Internet. He often kept the kid waiting for half an hour, and the kid would send him various messages to urge him.
Wen Ye saw it and didn't care. He went to pick it up after playing basketball. When he finally arrived at the school gate, the kid had already gone home by himself.

Finally, the WeChat message from Jinbiao No. [-] brought him back to reality, "Wen Gou, I heard that Shen Xingyu went to your club? Can you get an autograph for me?"

"When did you start chasing stars?" Wen Ye said.

"Is that the national goddess Shen Xingyu? Do you know what national means? Ask which man in China doesn't like Shen Xingyu?" the JI club captain replied.

"+1, please please please."

"+1."

"Ask yourself." Wen, the robbed daughter-in-law, responded coldly and wildly.

"Aren't you a human being? You can't even help me with such a small amount of help."

"Getting an autograph for my love rival? Do you think I'm generous?" Wen Ye replied.

"Fuck."

"Fuck."

"Fuck."

"You're also fucking star-chasing!"

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"What about the professional players? Who are you going to send? The second team or the youth training team?" The message from the captain of the BER club quickly covered up the JI club's statement.

"Curious and curious."

"Bind guess YC, River or South."

"After all, those two are the successors of the WHS club's first team, right, Wengou."

"Half of it is right." Wen Ye said.

"What do you mean by guessing half right? Wen Gou, what bad words are you trying to say to poison us?" the JI club captain replied.

"I will participate too," Wen Ye said.

As soon as this news was sent out, the message group of the thirteen club captains fell silent for a full 5 minutes, and the last twelve captains frantically swiped:
Is WHS out of money?

WHS will not play in the fall season or not.

Is WHS planning to sell the club?

WHS crazy?

Wen Ye turned off his phone, lay on his back on the sofa, and stared at the ceiling in trance. It wasn't the club that was crazy, it was him who saw this kid who was crazy.

At [-]:[-] the next morning, Shen Xingyu put on two layers of concealer to cover his dark circles, and then went to the youth training room to gather. Two professional players entered the venue early, and Shen Xingyu greeted them warmly. , "River, South, good morning."

River and South are both outstanding players in the second team. They met Shen Xingyu once yesterday. They quickly stood up and greeted her shyly. After all, no girls have come to their Monk Temple Club for three or four years, let alone Now the national goddess Shen Xingyu is standing in front of them.

"River, who is the other professional player?" Seeing that the others hadn't arrived yet, Shen Xingyu quickly went over to ask.

"Coach Ma didn't tell us either." River also kept wondering why Coach Ma replaced YC. Of the three second-team players who came yesterday, YC, River, and South, YC was the most outstanding, but it's so good. The opportunity came up but YC was replaced.

While the three people were still discussing who the other professional player was, the door to the youth training room was pushed open again. Shen Xingyu followed everyone and looked over. The man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and was much thinner than six years ago. , with slightly messy broken hair, sharp facial features, and light-colored eyes with a shimmering light, just like the way he looked when she first met him six years ago.

Six years ago, Shen Lan told her that she had recently found a boyfriend. Her boyfriend had a son named Wen Ye. She asked Wen Ye to take care of her these days when she was on a business trip. That was the first time she heard the name of a dog man.

The first time they met was after she was let go by him four times. The dog man rarely showed up at the school gate on time to pick him up and take him home. That day, he was still wearing the uniform of Qianbei High School and stood under the crazy camphor tree at the school gate. , still holding in his hand the 12-year-old photo of Shen Xingyu given to him by Shen Lan.
"Kid, are you the person in the photo?" The dog man never recognized her, or she walked up to him and recognized her.

"No." Shen Xingyu said angrily with a face as angry as a little pufferfish, then snatched the photo from Wen Ye's hand and just walked home with his head buried in it. Wen Ye was following her two meters away. , sent her home and then left.

"Wen Gou!" Shen Xingyu didn't care about the wheat on her body or the camera pointed at her. This name was simply engraved in her mind and shouted out reflexively.

(End of this chapter)