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Chapter 104 Who told me to like you too much?(1/2)

In October, the S8 World Championship officially began.

The first thing to start is naturally the finalists. The third seeds in each major competition area also need to break through the finalists before entering the group stage.

In fact, at this time, I did not pay much attention to the finalists.

First, because the environment and intensity of the finalists are almost incomparable with the group stage.

For ig, it is indeed a geek pecking at each other.

Coach Zhuang Bei and Coach Jin have been studying the version for so long, so there is no need to go to the side to enter the team's answer.

Second, it is because ig needs to do more important things.

With the beginning of the World Championship, the version used in the World Championship was officially established, and major positions have undergone tremendous changes. Whether from BP or from the player hero pool, the more important thing about ig is obviously the faster mastery of the version.

"Only by mastering the version can we have the confidence to say that we are the version."

Coach Jin's tone was calm.

"Your goal is definitely not just skt."

"You guys want to surpass them, do you know?"

Coach Jin has no doubt about his ambitions. He trusts IG very much and sets his goals very far, so far that outsiders will feel arrogant when they hear it.

Zhuang Bei smiled,

"no problem."

Zhuang Bei knew it was very difficult because the peak skt won three championships.

But isn’t the goal just to encourage yourself?

I have already won the championship, so I naturally yearn for more championships.

At this time, Zhuang Bei was conducting day after day eye position research.

Ding Ding Ding.

The phone rings.

When Zhuang Bei saw the call, he reminded him to pick up his phone, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.

"Hello?"

"You're here?"

There was a very gentle female voice on the other end of the phone, as if the spring breeze blows through the tip of the nose.

"Yes, we've arrived."

Zhuang Bei ignored the Shiba Inu who was frowning and flirting with her eyes next to her, and said with a smile.

"Then I'll feel relieved."

The female voice exhaled.

The tone is light and peace of mind.

"Did you arrive? Do you need me to pick you up? My training is almost done."

On the phone period, the girl in a long yellow sweater quickly shook her head.

Then he realized that Zhuang Bei could not see it and hurriedly said.

"You don't need it, train well in the World Championship!"

Zhuang Bei nodded softly, his eyes a little complicated.

This has been a few months since he and the girl met.

When did you get together?

I can't remember it very clearly.

It was as if it was natural, I only remember that on the night of the game that he called carefully but firmly.

"Hello?"

"Let's be together."

“It’s too late.”

"ah..."

"I mean, you made me feel a little tired."

The girl was stunned with a cute voice.

So, we got together.

Zhuang Bei shook his head and no longer recalled the hesitant words.

"I always feel a little sorry for you."

"ha!?"

The girl on the other side of the phone couldn't help but get louder.

"You like others!"

Zhuangbei people were dizzy,

"No."

"Then what do you mean by saying this?"

The girl's voice revealed tension, and Zhuang Bei seemed to be able to hear her holding breath.

Zhuang Bei did not care about the Shiba Inu watching the fun next to him, and he felt a little sad when he held his cell phone.

"I... I've hardly been with you."

This is what he feels most guilty about.

After the two are together, even if the woman takes the initiative, the man must give the woman the respect she deserves.

Every time the girl prepares bread for him before the game, she will definitely watch it if she can go to the scene and will take the initiative to find him during the holidays.

But Zhuang Bei couldn't do these things.

He is a professional player.

There is nothing professional players, but there are many people in love.

What's scary is that he is a member of a top club and he must be worthy of his teammates.

And I also want to achieve some more results.

To be honest, if Zhuang Bei was in a bad team, his life would be absolutely happy.

But he is ig.

On one hand, he is a teammate who is fighting for the championship, and on the other hand, he is a gentle girlfriend.

He only has so much time, and it is difficult to choose this choice.

If you have to choose one, Zhuang Bei is also very clear about his choice.

Profession.

Fortunately, my girlfriend is very understanding and she does not make things difficult for Zhuang Bei if she knows something about professional players.

However, her understanding does not mean that Zhuang Bei will not feel guilty. These are two different things.

He actually always felt that he had not fulfilled his boyfriend's responsibilities.

"It doesn't matter. I don't care about this, and every time I have the opportunity to host, I can see you, and I'll be very happy."

The girl smiled warmly.

It seems that I really don't care.

“…”

Zhuang Bei didn't know what to say, he was just silent.

"You talk."

The girl suddenly spoke.

"I..."

"There is no need to feel guilty. I have actually made mental preparations for a long time."

"I know very well, I understand very well."

The girl's tone was filled with complaints.

"You are a top player, you must focus on your professionalism."

"I've long thought this would be the case."

Zhuang Bei subconsciously wanted to apologize again, and the girl over there added a word.
To be continued...
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