Pretend to hate you [eSports]

Shen Zheng stayed at Cheng Yu's house until dusk and left after dinner.

At the gate of the yard, the Cheng family of three saw Shen Zheng off.

"Uncle, aunt, let's go back. It's cold outside." Shen Zheng stood in front of the car and waved at Cheng Yu. "Let's go, Cheng Yu."

Cheng Yu put one hand in his pocket and fiddled with his phone with the other hand while complaining to He Si about the garbage pirate game that had just been released: "Let's go."

Mother Cheng told Shen Zheng to be careful on the road.

"Why don't you invite Shen Zheng to stay?" Mother Cheng returned to the living room and took out two black shopping bags from a pile of shopping bags. "I even bought pajamas for Xiao Zheng."

"What should I buy for him?" Cheng Yu took it and continued to fiddle with his phone. "Where can I put him?"

Mother Cheng smiled: "It's not when you were a kid, right?"

Cheng Yu sat on the sofa and opened the shopping bag. Inside was a set of pure black silk pajamas with white edges, which suited him quite well.

"What happened to me when I was a child?" He took a photo and sent it to Shen Zheng.

Then he pressed the voice button and said, "My mom bought this for you. Do you want to come pick it up when you are free, or should I bring it to you when we get back to the base?"

Mother Cheng: "When we were little, you always wanted to sleep with Brother Shen Zheng. Have you forgotten? It was you who pulled his pants and wouldn't let him go, wasn't it you who did it?"

Cheng Yu put away his phone: "Who hasn't found out about their dark history yet?"

Shen Zheng replied to him on WeChat: "Thank auntie for me."

Cheng Yu pressed the voice button: "Don't just thank me, what should we do? Do you want to get it or should I take it to you?"

Mother Cheng: "If you want to sleep with Shen Zheng, just tell him directly. Don't wait until he leaves before finding someone else to chat with."

Cheng Yu: "It's too late to bother him, so stop talking about my past and leave me some underwear."

Mother Cheng was too lazy to pay attention to him and went to play mahjong with her sisters.

Cheng Yu took his things to the bedroom and put them in the closet.

Shen Zheng replied on WeChat with a five-second voice message.

Cheng Yu turned on the speaker, and Shen Zheng's hoarse voice rang out: "Want to sleep with me? Do you want me to go back? I'm not far away."

Cheng Yu: “!!!”

He thought he had heard it wrong, so he listened to it again and blushed when he heard himself.

Why is it that all of a sudden...

He opened the voice message he sent to Shen Zheng again, and sure enough, when he sent the voice message to Shen Zheng, his mother's voice-over was recorded in it.

Although the sound is small, it is very clear.

In the background of Cheng Yu's voice, Cheng's mother said: "If you want to sleep with Shen Zheng, just tell him directly. Don't wait until he leaves before looking for someone else."

"Bang", Cheng Yu's head hit the wardrobe with a dull sound.

Could he be any more embarrassing?

First she acted as his boatsitter and wore a long woman's skirt, and now she's talking about sleeping... and she's using a double word.

Let it be destroyed, Cheng Yu thought, let it be dead.

The phone vibrated, Shen Zheng sent another message, with only a question mark.

Cheng Yu took a deep breath, pressed the voice button and said quickly: "I don't want to sleep with you. That's what my mother said. It has nothing to do with me. I don't want to sleep with you. Don't come back."

After a while, Shen Zheng replied to his voice message again, three seconds.

Shen Zheng: "I want to sleep with you, okay?"

Cheng Yu knocked his head against the closet door again, and his face turned red.

"No." He said to himself, "Get lost."

Picking up the phone, he leaned his head against the door, clicked on Shen Zheng's voice call, and listened to it again.

"I want to sleep with you, okay?"

Just before going to bed, Shen Zheng waited for Cheng Yu's reply.

He said, "Change your number, and if you treat me as your wife, I will allow you to sleep at my house."

Shen Zheng put a towel on his half-wet hair, sat on the corner of the bed, and typed slowly.

"Okay, when can I go?"

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Until the end of the holiday, Cheng Yu never sent a voice message to Shen Zheng again.

The night before returning to the base, Shen Zheng sent three voice messages to Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu looked at the three voice messages and guessed their content.

She wouldn't really come to sleep with him, would she? Shen Zheng wasn't that flirty, was he? Why would he live in someone else's house if he didn't live in his own?

Cheng Yu hesitated and clicked on the voice call.

Shen Zheng: "We have to go back to the base tomorrow."

Oh, it turns out the vacation is over.

Shen Zheng: "Pack your things, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

Dad has legs, you don’t need to connect them.

Shen Zheng: "Let's sleep together tonight?
Cheng Yu's wrist trembled and the phone almost fell to the ground.

It’s not over, right?
Cheng Yu picked up his phone and started typing away, saying a bunch of words. He thought about it and deleted the messages.

Forget it, I won’t reply. I’m too lazy to care.

Cheng Yu threw away his phone and packed his luggage to take to the base tomorrow. He returned to the base that night without waiting for Shen Zheng.

The next morning, everyone arrived at the base one after another. Ling Le was the first to arrive. He was shocked to see Cheng Yu in the training room.

Ling Le: "Cheng Yu? Why are you here so early?"

Cheng Yu's home is in Shencheng, and Ling Le thought he would come last.

Cheng Yu quickly glanced at Ling Le, put on his headphones and continued playing games: "Well, I came here last night because I was bored at home."

"How can you get bored staying at home?" Ling Le smiled and pulled a chair over to sit down. "So did you sleep at the base last night?"

Before Cheng Yu could reply, Ling Le said, "Oh, there's also the boss, you two slept together, right? Where's he?"

Cheng Yu's hand slipped and the shot missed.

Ling Le: "You can still do this?"

Cheng Yu: "I haven't played for several days, so my hands are rusty."

"It's quite early, Happy New Year, I brought you some local specialties!" Lu Ming came in, full of enthusiasm. He unloaded a huge bag and was holding several large bags in his hands, just like a relative from afar who came to visit with local specialties.

The bags were placed on the table, and Lu Ming began to take them out one by one: "They are all fresh and absolutely authentic. Try them, they are so delicious!"

Ling Le leaned over with bright eyes: "What is this? What is this?"

Cheng Yu listened to Lu Ming's patient explanation and then his angry request for Ling Le to take less, without saying a word.

I wonder if Shen Zheng went to his house this morning? Would he be embarrassed if he found out that he had run away?
No, he is not running, he is active.

"The boss is here! Come on, I brought you something delicious!" Ling Le's voice interrupted Cheng Yu's thoughts.

Lu Ming: "I brought that here! You are really good at using someone else's talent to help others."

Shen Zheng's eyes fell on Cheng Yu and he replied, "Okay, I'll see later."

Amid the quarrel between Ling Le and Lu Ming, Cheng Yu clearly heard the inaudible footsteps of Shen Zheng stopping behind him.

He controlled the mouse, his hands moved faster, and the keyboard and mouse made clicking sounds.

Shen Zheng took off his headphones and asked, "Why didn't you go get some food?"

Cheng Yu stiffened his neck: "Let's finish this game."

"Which one do you want to eat?" Shen Zheng said again, "I'll get it for you."

"No need." Cheng Yu turned around to retrieve his headphones and put them on. "I'll go and see it myself later."

Shen Zheng stopped talking.

Cheng Yu saw through the faint reflection of Shen Zheng on the screen that he knew Shen Zheng was still behind him. He did not stop working for a moment and was frantically looking for trouble.

"so……"

Cheng Yu felt the back of his chair sinking and a warm breath approaching his ear.

"You didn't wait for me in the morning because of the local specialties?" Cheng Yu seemed to hear a hint of grievance in Shen Zheng's upturned tone.

Grievance? Shen Zheng?
Cheng Yu suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

"No." The game finally ended and Cheng Yu quit the game. "I came here last night."

He stood up without looking at Shen Zheng, greeted and chatted with Lu Ming, and selected local specialties.

Shen Zheng followed him and asked, "I sent you a WeChat message yesterday, didn't you read it?"

Cheng Yu looked through a bag of donkey meat and let out a long "oh".

"You were talking about WeChat." He put down the donkey meat and went to pick something else. "I forgot. I didn't hear it."

Shen Zheng spread his hands in front of him: "Really? Let me see."

Cheng Yu: “…”

Pushing his hand away, Cheng Yu said, "You are the warehouse manager? You care about so many things."

Taking out two bags of cheese, Cheng Yu returned to his seat and started a new game: "From now on, don't call me Shen Zheng, call me Shen Guan."

He tore open a piece of cheese and put it in his mouth. It tasted unexpectedly good and his eyes lit up.

"Like it?" Shen Zheng leaned his long arms on his side, "Is it so delicious?"

"If you want to eat it, go find it yourself." Cheng Yu held down the cheese with one hand, "If you want to eat it, go get it yourself."

Shen Zheng smiled faintly and ruffled his hair: "Wolf cub."

"Boss, did you guys get together for the New Year?" Ling Le asked while holding a pile of food. "It seems like your relationship has become better."

Lu Ming picked up the specialty that fell from Ling Le's arms and said, "Yeah, invite us to the next gathering."

Cheng Yu chewed cheese and spoke incoherently: "Anyone who is close to him is a bastard."

Speaking of the Chinese New Year, Cheng Yu recalled that his albinism was announced on the entire Internet during the Chinese New Year. After this happened, only Li Hong contacted him, and he was the one who took the initiative to find Li Hong. No one else mentioned it, as if they didn't know.

The game started and Cheng Yu didn't think about it anymore.

There was a lot of noise behind him, and soon everyone came. Coach Wu was the last to arrive.

"You all came pretty early." Coach Wu looked at the hamsters in the room munching on food and said, "You guys eat. Shen Zheng, come here."

Shen Zheng stood up and told Yu Hao: "Fight yourself first."

After Shen Zheng left, Cheng Yu canceled the option of looking for a match and looked back at Yu Hao's screen.

Since Yu Hao joined the team, he seldom spoke and did not communicate much with everyone. The most he said was to ask Shen Zheng if he wanted to play duo.

Every time Shen Zheng agreed, assisted him and taught him skills.

Although this is Cheng Yu’s first year as a professional player, he has never heard of anyone being a substitute like this.

Is this finding a substitute for Shen Zheng? This is finding a son for Shen Zheng. Even teaching a son is not as careful as this.

The two of them were queuing when Shen Zheng went out to hang up.

Cheng Yu stood up and sat at Shen Zheng's position. He moved his mouse and followed Yu Hao down the road: "Come on, I'll lead you."

"Okay," Yu Hao said softly, "Thank you, Brother Yu."

"No need to thank me, just focus on farming." Cheng Yu tapped on Shen Zheng's keyboard with great ease.

The keyboard he uses at home is exactly the same as Shen Zheng's. Cheng Yu's keyboard is black, and Shen Zheng's is white.

"Fuck!" Ling Le suddenly jumped up, "Cheng Yu, let go quickly, or the boss will come back and tear you apart!"

As he spoke, Ling Le came over and pulled Cheng Yu's hand like a hero saving his teammates on the battlefield.

Cheng Yu was puzzled. He turned his body to block Ling Le and said, "What are you doing? Are you going to watch him hang up?"

Ling Le: "This keyboard was given to him by his fans. It's completely customized and one-of-a-kind in the world. He treasures it very much. Last time someone accidentally touched it, his face was black for a whole day."

"How many darlings are there?" Cheng Yu put his hand on Shen Zheng's keyboard again, "Is there a female student darling that he has a crush on?"

Ling Le thought about it and said, "Maybe."

"That's not right. Has the boss not visited the team's wife for a long time? No, that's not the point. The point is..."

"If he's unhappy, it's my fault. Let him come find me." Cheng Yu waved at Ling Le, "Don't worry, he can't beat me."

Yu Hao also whispered in agreement: "It's okay, Captain Shen is fine."

Cheng Yu: "Reinforce your troops. Three are missing in two waves. Is that what Shen Zheng taught you?"

Yu Hao pursed his lips and stopped talking.

15 minutes into the game, Cheng Yu’s brows were getting more and more furrowed. What kind of adc is this?

If he didn't know Yuhuo's character, Cheng Yu would have suspected that Yu Hao had entered through the back door.

With this level, he still wants to be a substitute for Shen Zheng? Why?
Is it because he has no output, or because he has no positioning?
"I'm sorry, Brother Yu." Perhaps seeing that Cheng Yu was angry, Yu Hao said weakly, "I, I slowed down the pace."

Cheng Yu took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know why Shen Zheng brought you with him. Since you are learning from him, you should act like a professional player and don't waste his time. Do you understand?"

Yu Hao nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I know Brother Yu, I'm just a little, a little nervous."

"Why are you so nervous? Training is not a competition." Cheng Yu assisted him, killed two opponents, and went home to replenish equipment.

He touched the tabletop very smoothly, picked up the cheese and put it into his mouth.

"Well, you played pretty well just now, but you're much worse than Shen Zheng. You should learn slowly."

"Yes," Yu Hao responded, "I'll listen to Brother Yu."

Cheng Yu liked what he heard. He took another piece of cheese and put it in his mouth. The milk fragrance was overflowing and the taste was very comfortable. "That's right, you listen to me. Even Shen Zheng has to listen to me. He can't beat me."

Yu Hao: "Okay, okay."

This game was difficult, but fortunately the opponent was not particularly good at playing, so Cheng Yu narrowly won.

Taking off his headphones, Cheng Yu crossed his legs and said, "How is it? My support is not worse than Shen Zheng's, right?"

"Very good." Yu Hao also took off his headphones and rubbed his ears. "Brother Yu, you are really awesome."

Cheng Yu stretched his legs again, tilted his neck back, and said lazily: "Shen Zheng, sooner or later he will..."

As he tilted his head back, he saw Shen Zheng standing behind him, looking down at him.

The two looked at each other.

Cheng Yu felt inexplicably nervous.

"Is it delicious?" Shen Zheng bent down, his black hair falling down, and the ends of his hair scratched Cheng Yu's cheek.

Cheng Yu forgot to breathe, his pupils dilated, and his nose was filled with the fresh air.

"Is it time to cut your hair?" Cheng Yu sat up suddenly.

Fortunately, Shen Zheng reacted quickly, otherwise the two would have collided.

Looking at the half bag of cheese left on the table and the headphones belonging to Shen Zheng, Cheng Yu was half thinking about where he would hit if he bumped into them, and half wondering when Shen Zheng would take the cheese and eat it.

"You play." He rubbed his neck and stood up and said, "Teach me a lesson."

"Assist me from now on." Shen Zheng made way to make it easier for Cheng Yu to come out.

Ling Le, who was originally preparing to watch "Genius ADC rips off genius mid laner over keyboard", suddenly ate his own melon: "Boss?"

Cheng Yu: "If you call me dad, I'll take you with me."

Shen Zheng asked: "Are you sure?"

Cheng Yu: "You can try to scream first."

Shen Zheng: "Come with me to the conference room."

Cheng Yu: “?” Are you serious?

Shen Zheng turned around and said to the others, "You guys come too."

Cheng Yu: “???” Still looking for witnesses?

The group went to the meeting room, with Shen Zheng and Cheng Yu walking in front.

Cheng Yu was a little confused. If Shen Zheng called him dad, he would become a supporting role. No, could Shen Zheng really say that? Was he really that good at supporting?

Pushing open the door of the conference room, there were several people inside. Li Hong and Coach Wu were sitting, and the other three were squatting.

The three men had wounds of varying degrees on their faces. They were squatting there with shifty eyes, like criminals who had just been caught.

Cheng Yu was full of questions: "What does this mean?"

(End of this chapter)