Chapter 42

Recently, the team that is going to represent the domestic division in the Jedi survival global invitational tournament finally announced that TZG, as the first team in China, has successfully won the invitational quota for next month's international tournament. Team lineup out, immediately set off a big splash. The Jedi's survival in E-sports is not as popular as the MoBa games because of the low appreciation of the game, but the discussion is still high during this period of time, for no other reason - TZG just won the championship of a major event last month. In the last game, TZG team took the lead immediately. Tzg-god, the new captain of less than one season, successfully ate chicken with a super record of 11 kills, and he was the first A perspective of the killing video spread on the Internet, all players have to raise their thumbs and sigh "cool". The players had a lively discussion everywhere, while the members of TZG arrived in Germany, the venue of the global games, last week and have been training for six consecutive days. TZG has just finished a training match, the members go back to the training room to rest. The two big sofas in the training room were sleeping at this time. It was clear that the room was just a few steps away, but no one was willing to get up and move. E-sports teenagers usually work and rest disorderly. After they came over, they cooperated with the competition side to bid publicity MV and publicity photos for several days. During the training, some people couldn't help yawning. The only sober player in the room is sitting in his seat, idly playing with his mobile phone. Yan Zhun is brushing his boyfriend's microblog. Yan Zhun's microblog number is registered by his coach. In just a few months, he has nearly a million fans, which is faster than those little stars. However, he pays less than ten attention to him. Except the team, teammates and sponsors, there is only one little painter with tens of thousands of fans. Before Yan Zhun returned to the competition, Pei ran sent his paintings. After Yan Zhun became famous in the first World War, a lot of onlookers came to his micro blog. Now there are more than 7000 comments under the picture, and there are all kinds of guesses. Pei ran asked "what should I do" and "how should I return" several times on the phone last night. His tone was confused and Yan Zhun couldn't help laughing. Today, a brush, Pei Ran's home page with a new micro blog. [non match: I liked God very much before he played. I could draw the TZG uniform because I was receiving a private manuscript from a member of the TZG team. Do not know any team. Screen, just fans, do not guess, thank you. God pays attention to me, maybe it's hand skating. I hope you don't @ him in the comment area. I'm a man, not a girl Thank you again. No more drawings. 】"I see that some fans have set up a microblog fan station for you. There are more than 100000 fans. Would you like to pay attention?" Afraid to disturb other people's rest, the coach said in a low voice beside him, "yes, few players have such treatment." "No Yan Zhun scratched the screen, did not lift his head, "just a dozen of the game, what fans do you want?" "I don't know if I'm lucky." Vigo laughed angrily. He shook his mobile phone. "Some time ago, fans were still fighting for me. They said that no one could replace me. They advised me to go back and call. Now DUT told me to take good care of my wounds and wish me a happy retirement. " The coach nodded: "society is so cruel." Yan Zhun didn't listen to their cross talk. He read the first sentence of Pei Ran's microblog several times. Originally he wanted to comment on it, he finally ordered to forward it. [tzg-god: Thank you. Non teachers like me. I also like the teacher's paintings very much. 】that night, when they were watching the video, Pei ran frowned and said with a tangled face: "you have hit two more spaces." "Hands shaking." The reason given by the captain who has just played a single 11 game is very perfunctory. Yan Zhun dried his face and hung up the towel. "When will you come?" Pei Ran's passport has expired and is being reissued recently. "Tickets for next Tuesday." Pei ran guilty to turn off the micro blog message prompt, "the micro blog to delete it." Coach talked with them, the team does not object to love, but do not agree with the public, after all, all the consequences are unknown, the team feel that there is no need to take this risk. Yan Zhun said, "I can't give publicity to my favorite painters." Pei ran wanted to laugh a little, and called him sternly: "Yan Zhun." "I don't know." Yan Zhun looked down at him and couldn't help cutting off a few photos. "Next week is coming. You can delete them yourself." -on the day of Pei ranfei's flight to Cologne, the pubg global Invitational Competition officially opened. When Pei ran arrived at the hotel, the team members of TZG had already started. He left his luggage in the left behind staff and rushed to the stadium. The auditorium arranged for him by the coach is in the front row, but he still can't see the players' faces clearly, so he has to rely on the big screen. As soon as he was seated, the players came on one after another. Pei Ran is also sitting next to the Chinese people, several Chinese girls, the camera to Yan Zhun, their screams are Pei ran scared. After the camera was cut, the whole scene was quiet. Pei ran took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the coach, informing him of his arrival, so that the other side could rest assured. "Ah! I got the wechat of God! " Pei ran fingertip meal, can't help but slightly over the girl next to.The lighting to the audience was not enough. He could not see her face clearly. All he knew was that each other's behavior was full of the fragrance of a girl. "Really?! How did you get it? " "Shh I asked the TZG staff to buy it. " "Bull force"!!! Did you add it? " "Wait until the game is over." The girl couldn't help laughing, "I specially asked, God has no girlfriend." "I'll take care of you, sister. Put the most beautiful picture on your head." Pei ran quietly put his mobile phone into his pocket. The girls chatted excitedly for a long time before stopping. When the competition was about to start, the people around Pei ran finally took a look at him. "Ah, compatriots!" The girl's eyebrows are bent, "are you also a foreign student?" Pei ran shook his head: "just to see the game." "Wow, true love powder, I went abroad specially to watch the Jedi survival contest?" The girl said, "which team are you a fan of? TZG or WWP? Or which member's fan? " Pei ran was quiet for a while. The girl understood: "do you like foreign teams? My friend, too... " "No The stage light is on, and Pei ran looks forward subconsciously. Feeling Pei ran didn't really want to chat, the girl pursed her lips and nodded, just about to take back her sight. “…… I like TZG's God. " Pei ran turned his head and gave her a smile. "I'm his fan." In this opening match, TZG played very well. Although he only got chicken butt (second place), the whole team had 14 heads, which made TZG open the gap between other teams on the killing list on the first day. TZG team members stepped down in the boiling sound. Lin Xuhuan stretched out: "Tut, when I entered the final circle, I wanted to know what to say about delicious chicken." "Don't say that," said the coach. "Don't you think it's enough to be scolded by netizens?" "It's OK. They're used to my rubbish." The coach rolled his eyes without saying a word. As soon as he looked back, he saw that Yan Zhun had put on his down jacket and zipped tightly to block the uniform. The coach stopped him and said, "they haven't decided where to go for dinner yet "I'm not going. You eat." Yan Zhun lowers his hat, puts on a mask and carries his own peripheral bag. The coach instantly understood: "I'll let people take Pei ran in and have a meal together." "I'll take him back to the hotel." Yan Zhun said. Everyone's expression makes gossip. Although he knew that Yan Zhun had a sense of propriety, the coach still patted his shoulder to remind him: "now he is still playing the game, control." Lin Xuhuan sat close, ears and smart, immediately said: "nothing, the hotel sound insulation is very good, I tried." Yan Zhun picked up the pillow and threw it on Lin Xuhuan's face In March, the temperature in Cologne was close to zero, and Pei ran stood in a corner of the hall of the venue, bowing his head and playing with mobile phones. The knapsack was pulled gently suddenly, Pei ran turned around and saw the familiar black brim. Yan Zhun's voice went through the mask and was low: "have you been waiting for a long time?" "No, I just came out." As soon as Pei ran finished, his mobile phone rang. He originally planned to go back to the hotel by himself, so he called a car in advance, and now the car has arrived. Pei ran said I didn't have time to cancel. " "Just right." Yan Zhun put on his left ear mask, "back to the hotel." Go back to the car, Yan Zhun's mobile phone rings all the time, he does not move, let it ring. He trained late into the night last night and got up to play the game without sleeping for a few hours. From waking up to just now, he was in a tight mood. Until he got into the car with Pei ran, his shoulders finally relaxed. The back seat of the car is very wide, but they still choose to sit shoulder to shoulder, under the thick sleeves. They naturally hold hands. Pei ran did not ask, Yan Zhun moved forward, sat down, head against Pei ran shoulder. "I didn't sleep well last night." He has a low voice. Pei ran subconsciously wants to choose a posture that can make Yan Zhun comfortable: "then you sleep for a while, when it comes, I'll call you." At the hotel, Yan Zhun fell asleep. Pei ran went to the staff to pick up his luggage and took a shower. There was no direct flight from the whole city to Cologne. After landing on the plane, he took a train for two hours and felt uncomfortable without washing. Yan Zhun is still sleeping when he comes out. Pei ran decides to call the hotel service when he wakes up. As soon as he pressed the "don't disturb" button, he heard a stuffy sentence from the bed: "not ready yet?" "All right." Pei ran a Leng, "I thought you were asleep, want to have dinner?" "Don't want to eat," Yan Zhun opened his eyes, "come here." Pei ran just lay in bed and was held as a pillow. Yan Zhun said: "I haven't bathed yet, but the clothes inside have been blocked by the team uniform. They are not dirty. Do you dislike them?"Pei ran let him hold, said: "do not dislike." Yan Zhun then intensified, lowered his head and buried his face in his neck, smelling the smell of bath gel on his body. He hasn't seen Pei ran for nearly two weeks. On the desk, Yan Zhun's mobile phone vibrates all the time. Pei ran asked: "do you want to tell the coach that we are in the hotel?" "It's not a kid." Pei ran had to tell the truth I have an itch in my neck Yan Zhun pauses for two seconds, puffs a smile, the nose breath hits on Pei Ran's neck, more itchy. Yan Zhun slowly sits up and hands his mobile phone to Pei ran. Pei looked at him blankly "Not to delete Weibo?" Pei ran thought of the microblog. Yan Zhun's mobile phone has a wechat interface, and there are as many as ten messages about the coach. "You return the message first," Pei ran looked at the bottom of the screen and quickly moved away There seems to be a friend application. " Yan Zhun lies back, replies to the news under Pei Ran's eyes, and then opens the friend application. [baa request to add you as a friend, additional message: QAQ! ~] [baa request to add you as a friend, additional message: God, please, please ~ ~] Yan Zhun's private wechat never gives it to others casually. He stares at the verification message for a few seconds, and then he reflects that he is a fan. Yan Zhun frowned. As soon as he refused, he found that the person next to him was just looking at his mobile phone. "I didn't give wechat to fans." Pei ran was stunned, and then said, "I know." He gave a brief account of what happened at the match today. With that, Pei ran hesitated for a moment and said, "actually You can add fans if you want. " Lin Xuhuan, they all add a few fans more or less. They are all diehard fans. They will smash the Rockets in the live broadcast. Pei ran thought, just want to talk too hot on the line. Don't add too much. Yan Zhun interrupted his thought: "how did you answer?" Pei ran Leng Leng: "what?" "She asked which player you like, how do you answer?" Pei ran said, "I said I like God." “……” Yan Zhun wanted to tease him, but he forgot that Pei ran was honest all the time and asked what to answer. Yan Zhun rejected the friend request and said, "no, just one fan. It's too much to deal with." Pei ran blurted out: "added one?" Yan Zhun said, "well, a painter is very good at painting, and he confesses to me on Weibo." Pei ran "But he won't let me transfer his microblog. You say, is he going to take off the powder?" Pei Ran's ears were red and speechless for a while: "he didn't have it." Yan Zhun said, "I'm not sure. He doesn't seem to really want to have anything to do with me. " As soon as Yan Zhun's voice fell, his lips were kissed. Pei ran: "said not." At the end of the role play, Yan zhuntang presses his forehead and kisses him back gently and forcefully. In the face of lovers separated for dozens of days, a little contact can cause sparks. Yan Zhun gave a kiss for a while, then raised his head and said, "don't kiss me this time. I can't help it." Yan Zhun has a bottom line in this respect. He won't go too far during the game. He may have to go to a meeting with the coach later. Pei ran pursed the water around his mouth, oh. A few seconds later, Pei ran seriously added, "but you can kiss me." Yan Zhun: "yes." Sometimes he really suspected that Pei ran was on purpose. After lying for half an hour, Yan Zhun called room service, and the hotel soon brought up the dinner. Afraid that Pei ran felt dirty, Yan Zhun washed the dishes and chopsticks of the hotel. Pei ran was on the phone when he came out. He was peeling shrimp with gloves on and his mobile phone was on. "When you have time, you can go to the church square. There are many street painters there." The voice of the girl on the phone is soothing. Listen to Pei ran and his family are on the phone, Yan Zhun quietly sit to one side, did not disturb. Mother and son talked for a while, and finally there was a tendency to hang up. "Are you living with Yan Zhun now?" Pei's mother asked suddenly. Yan Zhun was stunned and turned to look at him. His expression was rare. Pei ran gave a "hum". "He should be very busy at this time. You should open a new room." Pei said. Pei ran: "I will discuss with him." After hanging up, Pei ran turned around and saw Yan Zhun's expression in surprise. He explained: "some time ago, she found that I was always watching your game, so I told her. Do you mind? " Of course, Yan Zhun didn't mind, but after knowing this, he was sleepy and even a little nervous. As a result, Pei ran was still looking at the ceiling after he fell asleep.For a moment, Yan Zhun quietly gets up, casually puts on a coat, and walks to the balcony with his mobile phone. He turned out the micro signal he had just added back a while ago. [accurate: Dad, what are you doing] no response, he sent a message to his mother. Mom: we just woke up. Wait a minute, he's a slow typist? 】[accurate: miss you, chat with you] [accurate: how are you recently] father Yan pushed his glasses and squinted at the words on the screen of his mobile phone. He only felt that these flatteries were traps. I'm much better without you. 】[yes: Well, I have a discovery recently. I'd like to tell you more about it] [be strict with yourself: wait a minute. 】[accurate: I found that I seem to like men] after sending this sentence, Yan Zhun gave his father a message to avoid disturbing him, and then opened the travel app to book a hotel on the day of the end of the game for a week. After the software came out, he turned back to the room. Yan Zhun had been standing outside for a long time. He felt a little chilly, so he just lay outside the quilt and planned to wait until he got warm again. A hand came out of the quilt and touched the back of his hand. Pei ran was awakened by the coolness and half opened his eyes vaguely. Yan Zhun didn't have time to say anything, Pei ran pasted it to his side, then put his hand around him and divided his quilt in half. “…… Are you cold? " Pei Ran is stifling a voice, half dream half awake ground says, "lean to come over a bit, I warm." Yan Zhun said "good.". The voice just dropped half a minute, Pei Ran's breathing voice was stable again. Night shrouded the town, a few snowflakes slowly fall, just touched on the human world. Cologne falls into a romantic snowy night, the city sleeps, lovers embrace and sleep. At the end of the article, thank you for reading