10

The place where Su Zhan and Cheng Xue drink coffee is in the center of a square in the Yajiang World Trade Center. The two of them sat in the window. The large floor-to-ceiling window was wiped untainted. You can see the artificial fountain in the center of the square. On Saturdays, there were many people traveling. In the center of the square was a blue stone tablet engraved with the words People's Square, which was majestic and grand. On a large open space next to it, a group of wings were like folding fans, white doves as white as snow.

The two were unconsciously attracted by the eyes. Cheng Xue held her cheek with one hand and unconsciously tapped on the table with the other hand, saying:

"Do you think these white pigeons are still the same group we were when we were young?"

Su Zhan said: "It doesn't look like--"

The two of them looked bored, and suddenly, a familiar figure appeared among the crowd feeding pigeons. Su Zhan knocked on the table and pointed at the other side, "Isn't that Cheng Hui?"

Cheng Xue was surprised when she heard this and looked in the direction of her finger.

Isn't it their Cheng Hui?

The young man stood among the crowd of passers-by with a thin and tall figure, which was quite eye-catching. At first glance, Cheng Hui was quite tall, but he had grown up. That face could confuse many girls. He stood loosely, not very serious, and really admired pot, and even imitated the standing posture.

Cheng Hui was carrying a small bag of corn kernels in his hand.

There were two girls standing beside him with a smile, but the expression on his face was impatient, frowning from time to time, and grabbing his hair from time to time.

Looking at this scene, Cheng Xue was so angry, "Will he not make up for the lessons at school on Saturday and run out to pick up girls for me?"

Su Zhan held the cup and looked over there, and took a sip. A girl in yellow clothes hung Cheng Hui's arms and said indifferently: "I think it's the girl in yellow clothes who wants to soak him?"

Cheng Xue was surprised: "He is not making up for classes at school on Saturday, so he runs out for people to fuck?"

“…”

The girl in yellow was hooking Cheng Hui's hand and asking everyone to sing together. Cheng Hui opened it impatiently, and the days when he was supposed to go to the teenage class to train were dragged out by someone. He was so annoyed now.

When they were irritated, they saw Cheng Xue and Su Zhan slowly walking towards them from a distance. Cheng Hui whispered and kicked the fat man beside him, "My sister!"

While talking, the two of them had already walked in. Everyone was caught skipping class and was caught. Cheng Xue smiled sarcastically: "Don't they go to class?"

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and lowered their heads with blushing.

Cheng Hui saw Su Zhan behind him at a glance, and asked her for help with her eyes, - Sister Su, help!

Su Zhan shook his head helplessly.

Cheng Xue stared at Cheng Hui and said, "I just wrote a review of 5,000 words, but it seems that it is not enough?"

The little fat man hurriedly said, "Teacher Cheng, today is Xu Jing's birthday. We sneaked out just to treat her to a meal."

Cheng Hui sneered and turned his head away.

Only then did Su Zhan notice that behind the group of students was a silent girl with a ponytail. She was very thin, she was the kind of thin, like malnourished, with a dry and yellow hair, and her school uniform was loose and frivolous. She was completely lifeless. If the fat man had not mentioned her, no one would have noticed her at all.

She stood there quietly, her whole body dark and depressed.

Cheng Xue took them back one by one to write a five thousand-word review, except for the girl, Su Zhan asked her why.

Cheng Xue sighed and said, "Look at her like that, do you seem to be having a good time with them? Those students are all talented, and she has good grades. She will take her out to take the bag. In this way, if the bag is caught, the teacher can still consider showing mercy."

Su Zhan thought about something.

...

There are two days left before this cpl1\\\4 semi-final.

The popular Weibo hot search list are all famous professional e-sports players. #pot Ten Years of Glory# still tops the list, followed by the ted team. Even Meng Chen and Daming were on the hot search. Meng Chen barely counted as one of the three e-sports grasses. The boss is naturally pot, and pot's Weibo fans have reached 20 million. The popularity of this e-sports is unimaginable to Su Zhan.

Even the topic of pot having a fever and having an illness in the competition has become a hot search, and there are a lot of people who feel sorry for their husbands in the comments.

Su Zhan held a cigarette in his mouth and browsed his Weibo, groaning with extreme disdain in his heart.

Su Zhan began to look through the text message Da Ming sent her later:

"He has retired, and only food and no work are done, and some people are holding his thighs to invite him!"

"Do you understand e-sports? Do you understand feelings? Just tell you that in this circle, the name pot is inlaid with gold edges, and many people begged him to join them."

"I really think that one day, his reaction is not as good as before. I open a live broadcast room and have a meal on the live broadcast, and there are a lot of people chasing me to watch."

"Only opening a pot brand direct store, his brainless fans will burst their orders in minutes, and they are still worried about no future?"

Although Da Ming said something exaggerated, it is still eighty/9/9. It is terrible that there are many brainless fans in pot. Most e-sports players will choose to open Taobao or do live broadcasts after retirement, but the boss obviously doesn't like these. Several top clubs have long since extended olive branches to him, but he declined one by one.

The boss’s passionate Ming Dynasty can understand, which is a resonance that people who understand e-sports will have, but how can he understand what the boss is really thinking?

The boss is not an ordinary person at all, okay?

Su Zhan's third pot of porridge ended in failure again. She held her cheek and lay on the dining table, sighing, it turned out that there was such a talent in the world. For example, she graduated from the computer major of Qing Dynasty University, can show off her writing skills, write the most complex and longest code in the world, and can pass the Java exam. She was not stumped by those inhuman competition questions during the college entrance examination, but now she is stumped by a pot of porridge.

She sent Daming: "Hey--Is your boss capable of cooking?"

Daming is probably training and he will be slow to get back, one for half an hour.

Su Zhan was not in a hurry. He lay on the sofa, flipping through the latest magazine, and a stack of American pickles were placed in his hand. His green and transparent fingers were raised and placed in his mouth, and he ate and vomited skin.

When the phone hit the short trip, she reached out to take a look.

Daming replied honestly: "Chinese food is not very good, Western food is very good, especially fried eggs. The fried eggs are all beautiful and round, and the two sides are golden, neither old nor tender, and very smooth in the mouth. They are delicious. Why do you ask this?"

Frying an egg is like a god.

Su Zhan: "Ask any questions."

Daming replied, "No, you can ask me if you ask casually? It seems that Su Xiaomeier, you won't really want to pick up our boss as you said to Brother Chen?"

Su Zhan turned over a page of the magazine and knocked on it: "What is bubbles? That is where the object is~"

Ming Dynasty: "…"

Su Zhan: "How long have you been with him?"

Daming recalled seriously: "Eight years, I followed him at the age of fifteen, and the boss was only eighteen at that time."

At that time, the young man's face was green and bright, and he was already the world champion-

"Then you should know everything about him, right?" Su Zhan beat the side drum.

Daming became alert in an instant, "What do you want to ask?"

"Just ask, for example, if he has an ex-girlfriend, would he be beautiful? For example, if he has a girlfriend now, he is better off being able to become a regular friend at any time--"

Daming replied casually: "Why do women like to ask these?"

"Who else has asked?"

"...Ahem, actually, there are so many women who like the boss. One of the questions that Meng Chen and I often ask is whether your boss has a girlfriend? The front desk of this hotel asked me a few days ago if the boss has a girlfriend, and I said no. As a result, the little girl goes to the eldest brother's room to clean him in the early morning. You know, the eldest brother has a bad temper and is not very patient, especially when he is not sleeping, he is walking on the verge of an explosion, and throws the girl out with anger."

"If a creature like him can get along with a woman, he will be really fucking a ghost-"

...

Life has passed smoothly for a few days, but who knew that something big happened in San Francisco was still one day before the CPL competition.

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Some people say that I want to see the story behind the reunion. I will take a look at it tomorrow after tomorrow and put a little behind the main text to satisfy your wishes?
Chapter completed!