The e-sports god has fallen again

Chapter 312 I'm Not Happy
When other teams are focused on sprinting for the PCL, they have to worry about their lack of training time and lack of sleep.

It's ironic to think about it.

They are the team that is favored by countless people and is most likely to break into the PCL.

Lang Qiao looked around, only seeing the tired faces of his teammates.

Halfway through the Spring Split, the battle among the 48 teams has already reached a fever pitch. Every team is fighting hard, and every game is very difficult.

How long can an overloaded team like GNM last under the siege and interception of countless all-out teams?

Lang Qiao didn't know.

She moved her slightly sore fingers from signing her name all morning, thinking that she might collapse tonight.

For no reason, she just felt uneasy.

"How are you, special forces on the scene and in front of the screen? Welcome to the fourth week of the regular season of the PDL Spring Professional League."

In the enthusiastic opening remarks of the commentators, the gate of the contestant channel was slowly opened, and the contestants entered the arena in order, and the screams of the fans were louder and louder.

Lang Qiao was about to set off when someone grabbed his wrist.

With Ji Shaoyi's arm gently swaying, Lang Qiao, who is delicate and weak and easy to fall, staggered into his arms, and his forehead hit his chest.

Lang Qiao rubbed his dazed forehead from being bumped, glared at him angrily, and said, "What are you doing?"

She glanced around guiltily, thinking that there are so many professional players coming and going here, if he wants to be a monster, she won't accompany him.

Let others see that she is a 1V4 steel fierce girl on the field, but off the field she is hugged and hugged by her boyfriend in various ways. Does she not want to lose face?

Taking advantage of no one's attention, Ji Shaoyi leaned close to her smooth forehead and took a bite, then rubbed her head comfortingly and said, "Does it hurt?"

But Lang Qiao slapped his paws off, and said with a serious face, "Just talk about things, don't touch your hands."

Ji Shao leaned his back against the wall, looked her up and down, and then whispered: "Are you unhappy?"

Lang Qiao didn't expect that he deliberately pulled her back just for such a trivial matter.

No, maybe in his heart, her emotions are a big deal.

Maybe it has something to do with Mr. Lang's education method. Ever since he was a child, Lang Qiao didn't like to show his emotions very much.

She is more accustomed to showing her good side to others, and then keeping negative emotions in her heart and digesting them silently.

After all, a real man should bleed but not cry.

But after meeting this person, everything changed.

In front of him, she doesn't have to pretend to be strong, and she doesn't have to be sensible all the time.

He would encourage her to show negative emotions, encourage her to be willful, and tell her that children should have the right to act like a baby.

Because too many people in this world are thinking about how to be strict with themselves and treat others leniently, but just forget that they are the most important one.

Loving yourself is also a very important lesson.

Lang Qiao's words of denial had already reached the tip of his lips, and he swallowed them silently.

Regardless of whether anyone was watching or not, she plunged into his warm and firm chest, and said in a muffled voice, "Yes, I'm not happy."

After finishing speaking, the furry head was still rubbed in his arms, the fierce girl acted like a baby.jpg
What can Ji Shaoyi do?He could only hold this coquettish fierce girl into his arms and rua violently until her short fluffy hair was messed up like a chicken coop, then he whispered: "I'm not happy either."

He listened to the uproar on the field one after another, and he felt bored.

Not only did the situation not develop in the direction they expected, but it became worse and worse.

They are desperately winning in the arena because they want to step on the higher-level arena side by side, instead of becoming a tool for capitalists to collect money.

But now, the management of the GNM team, which has been lingering in the secondary league for too long, has long since lost the momentum to return to PCL.

Maybe it's because I've been disappointed too many times, so I'm numb.

Ji Shaoyi didn't know what they were thinking, he only knew that no matter whether they were happy or unhappy, they would continue to fight and fight with all their might.

Even if it is to increase their weight when they transfer in the future.

After all, the contract between him and Lang Qiao was only for one year.

As long as they have a record in this year, they are not afraid that there will be no PCL team to scoop up the transfer.

It wasn't until there were not many people left in the contestant passageway that Ji Shaoyi stroked her back and said, "I heard that a lover's hug can make people feel happy. Do you feel happier now?"

Lang Qiao nodded.

Even she couldn't tell what kind of magical power his body had, just holding him quietly for a while made her inexplicably happy.

Maybe it's the feeling of having someone to rely on that's so good.

"Then..." Ji Shaoyi straightened her hair, then kissed her lightly on the forehead and said, "Come on."

Sooner or later, he and his wife Ji will stand on the PCL field hand in hand.

Due to dawdling for too long, the two of them were the last to play, and the moment they stepped into the player tunnel, they were ridiculed by the two commentators on the field.

Commentary A: "Dear special forces, what is coming to us is our phalanx, also known as Schrödinger's couple."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar on the field, and CP fans even shook their support cards like windshield wipers.

"I've confirmed the look in the eyes, and the booing are all people who have been on the wandering CP!" Commentator B smiled and said: "Then I have to ask for the majority of CP fans, did Lang の Jimo get back together today?"

"Maybe they have no points at all." Commentator A looked at the two people on the field who were cuter than the cutest height difference, and the auntie couldn't hold back her smile: "And you don't think our long player passage is like Do you want to walk on the red carpet when you get married?"

"It really does look like it." Commentator B nodded, and secretly poked and said: "How about we play a wedding march for them as punishment for being the last show?"

As soon as this suggestion came out, the audience immediately boiled.

"Ahhhh! Let it go! Let the fuck go! CP fans raise their hands and feet to support!"

"Holy shit, shit, shit? I came to watch a fucking regular season and actually saw my CP walking the red carpet with my own eyes?"

"Ah, ah, the ticket price is too worth it! Immediately, I feel that I have earned a lot of money!"

And Lang Qiao was still immersed in the joy of being hugged by Captain Ji, completely unaware of what happened on the field.

The moment the sacred and solemn "Wedding March" resounded across the arena, Lang Qiao was so frightened that he staggered, feeling that he was in a bad mood.

Ji Shaoyi grabbed her arm quickly, took her little hand and put it on his bent arm, then blinked at her and said, "Cooperate?"

(End of this chapter)