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The cotton swab was still in the air. After half a second, Xu Jiayan pressed her head and pushed it back, with a bad tone: "Why are you crazy?"

Su Zhan glanced at her mouth, probably because she tasted the sweetness and stopped making trouble. She leaned against the co-pilot, without a single word of extra words.

He lowered the window, threw out the cotton swab in his hand, started the car, and galloped all the way.

Gala's "Chasing Dreams and Childhood Heart" is still in the car.

His face was not good. Su Zhan was really honest this time. He lowered his head and carefully browsed his phone. From time to time, he glanced at him in his eyes. Seeing him frowning and looking angry and unable to vent his anger, he probably was really angry.

The car entered the community, Su Zhan looked at him with his head and coughed, trying to break the awkward atmosphere:

“…Xu…”

He braked violently and interrupted in anger: "Don't talk."

This kick was so fierce that she was not mentally prepared for her. She was driven forward by inertia. The next second, she was strangled back by her seat belt. Her head hit the back of the passenger seat, making her dizzy and starry eyes. She couldn't help but make her sound-

It hurts so much—

How can you really be a slap?

The car has been parked downstairs of the apartment.

She rubbed her head, tears were almost knocked out, and she looked at him with tears.

Xu Jiayan was upset when she saw it. She pressed the central control lock, took a cigarette from the central console, took one and put it in her mouth, looked for a lighter, and started to drive people: "Get out of the car."

Judging from his appearance, I guess I will ignore her for ten days and half a month.

She curled her lips. After all, she was afraid of his temper and did not dare to do it again. She took the things down obediently. Before closing the door, she also reminded her considerately: "Don't smoke in the car."

Xu Jiayan hadn't found the lighter yet, so he lowered his head and flipped around, and took the time to reply to her: "Hmm?"

Su Zhan thought for a while and said, "It's not good for the car, it's easy to get rid of it." After that, she turned around and left.

Xu Jiayan:...

He pulled out the lighter from his jacket pocket, and just pulled out the lid, his hand stopped, as if he was thinking. After a few seconds, he got out of the car, closed the door, leaned his back against the car door, lowered his head, closed his hand and sucked it, and then he clamped the cigarette between his fingertips, raised his head and spit out a mouthful of smoke.

He was born in a very traditional family. His parents were both teachers, and his ideas were inevitably more conservative. Even the relatives in his family were deeply investigated by their parents' thoughts. He went on this road and quarreled with his family many times. He had experienced countless nights where he could not sleep. When he was young, Xu Guozhang could still beat him and vent his anger. Now Xu Guozhang couldn't beat him and scolded him, so he even scolded him.

He remembered very clearly that since he was a child, Xu Guozhang loved to beat him, and beat him if he made any mistakes. He would beat him to vent his anger whenever he had drunk alcohol or something was wrong. Even the students in the class were disobedient, he would vent his anger.

At the beginning, Xiao Xu Jiayan was afraid of being beaten and hated those who made his father angry. Later, when he grew up, he found that Xu Guozhang would always get angry. No matter what the reason, he was beaten to the age of 15. The 15-year-old Xu Jiayan learned to resist. Every time his father wanted to beat him, he would run away.

At the age of 16, Xu Guozhang was so angry that he almost beat him to death.

He will always remember that night, the 16-year-old boy was not strong enough, and he beat him with one stick and killed half of his life. In Xu Jiayan's opinion, Xu Guozhang really made up his mind to beat him to death. Later, he met Shen Xingzhou, and he was quite envious, at least his father would not hit him.

Until Xu Jiayan grew to 18 years old, and his height rose to 187 cm, and he stood up taller than Xu Guozhang, he couldn't beat him and didn't beat him again.

But after more than ten years of fighting, it has long become a thorn in Xu Jiayan's heart.

When he was young, Xu Jiayan felt that he was not doing well. His father hated him so much. He tried to change. He stayed up late at night and read books to avoid taking the exam. Later, he found out that Xu Guozhang didn't take his goodness seriously. He did something wrong. Xu Guozhang died as if he was catching his braid.

It's the kind of energy that wishes you could disappear into this world.

Shen Xingzhou said, you must not be your father's biological child.

Xu Jiayan thought about it too, but he still didn't understand why his father hated him so much. In the first few years, he thought about finding a suitable time to sit down and talk to his father calmly, but then he thought about it and Xu Guozhang's temper, and he would probably have to start arguing again without saying a few words, so he would give up.

Now, he has nothing but this e-sports dream.

In comparison, the little girl Su Zhan is a little princess who is held in her hands by her parents. She is beautiful, enthusiastic and generous. She has never seen any real bad person in the past twenty years, so she pursues him as a stranger.

He always felt that he was not expected to live in this world, because he was not expected, so he no longer looked forward to it.

But that happened just now.

He clearly heard his heart and beat.

...

Since that night, time seems to have entered a state of freezing again. Although she and Xu Jiayan live on the same floor, the two seem to have never met each other before. Su Zhan knew that he was hiding from her.

One day, while she was having dinner with Sheng Qianwei in the cafeteria, she picked up the rice grains on the plate and said casually: "Why haven't you heard you say pot recently?"

Sheng Qianwei was a little listless: "The great god has gone to Beixun."

"Beixun?"

"On the second day after we had a meal, we went to Beixun."

In fact, if you need to know his news, just go to Weibo. In addition to the daily life of the official blog, just search the pot, and many fans will upload short videos of picking up the plane, get off the plane at what time, leave the airport at what time, and get to the hotel at what time, and do everything in detail.

However, the official blog of this trip was not announced. Su Zhan searched on Weibo for a long time but there was no news about this. Until one afternoon two days later, the ted official blog reposted a Weibo, and the original blog was a picture.

The background of the shooting was a grand and atmospheric conference room. Pot sat in front of a young man with short black hair, dressed up the same thing. His hair was slightly tidied up, revealing his entire forehead, full and clean, his facial features instantly three-dimensional, his eyebrows and eyes were clear, and his perfect color adjustment from the photographer, it was indeed a bit too good to look good.

The original title of the blog is - the male god you want to marry the most in the e-sports circle.

Su Zhan flipped through the comments, most of them were illegitimate.

What is the meaning of a life that cannot sleep with pot: "After looking at this picture and looking at my name, I feel so desperate in an instant."

The great god loves you all your life: "I'm so handsome."

Brain-dead fan: "Oh my God, you can be so handsome when you wear a sweatshirt. Master, don't wear a suit, I will faint from your handsomeness."

"It depends on the great master wearing a suit, it depends on the great master wearing a suit, it depends on the great master wearing a suit!"

“…”

After looking through for a long time, Su Zhan finally caught a nutritious comment.

Long live Demacia: "I'll come to popularize science. This should be the e-sports development center in Beixun City. Of course, we don't need to introduce the great god. The idol of all Chinese e-sports enthusiasts, and recently with that face, has been upgraded to the top of the list of all women in China who want to marry men the most. Let's talk about the young man opposite the great god. Although he is young, he is now the main force of a newly emerging club in China - the AF team. His positioning and prediction ability are not lower than pot. He just lacks practical experience. Please look at the upper right corner, the uncle who showed half of his face. I believe that many old D3 players know this person. He is the strongest professional retired player of China's D3 team."

There are also many old D3 fans under the comments, and they are also brainless fans of Gai Shen.

Galen is not a robot: "I have always been curious whether God's hand speed is faster or my great god's hand speed is faster?"

Aunt Dingdang: "Of course I am a master. Don't forget that the top ranking of click (a small software that tests reaction power) is pot, and no one can break it yet."

Dingdang your mother: "It's hard to say about this. After all, the age of God is there. People have retired for many years. If this is before, I really don't know."

Passers-by: "You little confused, let me tell you, do you know that in March next year, the General Administration of Sports of China will prepare to set up a 15-person e-sports national team to participate in the next series of international competitions? I guess Pot should be invited to be responsible for the team "Lo2", and the boy should be the main force of the team "Mo3", as for "D3", we must have invited us to Gai Shen. Moreover, in the next month, Pot will have an open invitation tour tour competition across the country. Is Beixun the third or fourth stop? Once these activities are all over, the great god will retire. I heard that the prince has booked a top hotel to hold a retirement reception for the great god. After retirement, he should accept the invitation from the General Administration to serve as the head coach of the national team of e-sports."

...

That night, Su Zhan sat on the small balcony, smoking in the night, the sparks burned in the darkness, and the lights in the house opposite were dim.

She leaned back on the lounge chair casually, with her arms upright, her fingertips holding cigarettes, and her toes hooked high heels, shaking...

She didn't turn on the lights, and a small yellow orange lamp was lit on the small stone table on the balcony. The pale moonlight gathered down. Su Zhan slapped the cigarette and picked up the phone on the table again. His fingertips slid lightly, landed on the first letter of x grouping, and then slid down a few more times, stopping.

After a long time, she typed a few words and pressed to send.

...Ten minutes passed, no response.

...Twenty minutes passed, but there was still no response.

Su Zhan still didn't respond after smoking a pack of cigarettes. Maybe he didn't see it?

So she posted two more.

...It seemed as if the stones were sinking into the sea, and there was no response for a whole night. She even began to suspect that Daming gave her a fake number to fool her.

...

Daming expressed his injustice. He gave the boss his job number. He dared not give the private number randomly. He is not sure about the boss's thoughts now. If the boss doesn't like Su Zhan, if he knows that he leaked his private number, it would be as simple as confinement training.

At that time, Xu Jiayan was having midnight snacks with several old team members in the st at the night market in Beixun.

Xu Jiayan stayed in Beixun for a while and was familiar with this place, especially in the area of ​​Nanxiang. Whenever the training was over, he often brought his team members here for midnight snacks. The world of men didn't care so much, and just sat on the side of the road and drank wine and skewers like this, it was quite nostalgic.

The real e-sports circle is not as glorious as it seems on the surface. In the early years, when there was no sponsorship, I had to do everything by myself. The team members were all endured and didn’t pay much attention to it. They focused on training and their feelings were all real at that time. Perhaps only these old comrades understood the so-called e-sports sentiment.

A glass of wine, a plate of skewers, a few old friends, and a group of men talked about the glorious achievements of the past, and sighed endlessly.

Xu Jiayan took off his coat and leaned against the back of the chair. He said nothing. His eyes looked in, but he was full of emotions. When he was carrying his coat to take out cigarettes, he happened to bring out his phone. The screen was accidentally lit up, showing several text messages. Because it was a work number, he didn't care. He glanced at it casually and put it on the table.

At this moment, he seemed to see something strange, then put down his coat, picked up the phone on the table again, and then looked at it seriously.

The text message time was two hours ago.

"Are you there? I am Su Zhan."

"Hello--"

"It wasn't intentional that day. You're not still angry, are you? Otherwise, I'll let you go back in one go, just flatten it-"

He rolled his eyes and replied, "You think you are beautiful." He stuffed his phone back into his top pocket.

A series of actions fell into the eyes of his old teammate Sun Chao. Among these brothers, he was the most gossipy and his eyes were bright. "What? Brothers have a situation? Is it rare to see you send text messages? Do you have a partner?"

Xu Jiayan leaned over and carried the bottle of beer, opened it, raised his head and poured it. The Adam's apple rolled frequently. After a large mouthful, he took a look and saw half a bottle left. He put it on the table and leaned back, "No, I'm still alone-"

In the past, he and Zhou Shi were the most popular.

When they first joined St, both of them were young, young and fair, with collagen on their faces. Many old seniors on the team liked to joke about them. They thought that these two children were pretty, Zhou Shiyi was better, and they loved playing basketball, and their skin was a bit wheat-colored. Xu Jiayan was even whiter than Zhou Shiyi at that time. He was probably the whitest in the whole team. Every time he went out to participate in an event, fans could recognize him at a glance, because he stood there in front of a group of yellow-faced otakus who stayed up late in playing games, which was considered a clear stream.

The team also gave him a nickname - Xu Xiaobai.
To be continued...