Chapter 42 Jinjiang Novel Reading Exclusive How could someone be so stupid...
Lu Zhiye's hands have always been warm and dry.
Some people's skin is perpetually cool and damp.
But Lu Zhiye wouldn't.
His fingers were gentle, their nails meticulously manicured. As they brushed across the soft flesh of Shi Jing's cheek, a brief, rough touch grazing across it, stirring up an unfamiliar shudder.
Shi Jing's eyes followed his hand uncontrollably to Lu Zhiye's side, and he noticed that the bones on the back of his hand were tense.
Very hard.
But the force that just touched his face was clearly very gentle.
etc.
damn it.
Is this the point?
Lu Zhiye just touched his face?
I can help him push the hair off his forehead so that it won't end up on his face. It's almost touching his ears.
And... what's their relationship? How could Lu Zhiye do such an act of helping him brush his hair so smoothly?
The heat on that piece of skin did not subside when Lu Zhiye withdrew his hand, but instead spread.
Shi Jing froze for a moment.
Very strange.
He doesn't like physical contact with others.
Especially this gentle, itchy feeling.
Shi Jingning is the stronger type, and he can handle fighting with others.
Pain is better than itching.
Lu Zhiye picked up the peripheral backpack that he had casually thrown on the sofa. Shi Jing was thinking about how many times he should kick with this one and all the previous kicks that he had written down in the notebook but had not yet fulfilled. Suddenly, the former turned his head again.
"Did the reporter just touch you?"
"?" Shi Jing's spell was interrupted. "No, what's wrong with it?"
What a strange question.
The question is also strange.
Moreover, he was the one who grabbed the reporter's microphone to prevent him from being stopped. Otherwise, who would have the ability to touch him?
Before he could figure it out, Lu Zhiye glanced at him again, as if to make sure he was alright, and turned his head: "Nothing."
Shi Jing: “?”
Shi Jing remembered that he hadn't yet settled the score for the time he had touched his face, and was about to speak when he opened his mouth -
"Sweetheart!!"
A few extremely loud voices.
The door of the lounge was almost pushed open with a bang, followed by the fat manager who was afraid that this group of people would tear down his house, and all the people from SFD Team 1 and Team 2 came back.
"So handsome, so handsome! Bro, you are so handsome!" Matt rushed over to give him a bear hug, but Shi Jing blocked him with his face.
The person being blocked remained enthusiastic, "Sweetheart, did you secretly practice what you said to that reporter? It was so smooth, so pretentious, I love it."
"Is it your turn to like it?" the second team's support said with a smile. "I don't know if this clip will be released, but after today's game, Sweet's followers will definitely increase dramatically."
"Whose idea was it to use support heroes in the last three games?" Matt suddenly remembered. "Using Loba to beat up Power Boy? That's genius, hahahaha."
Jiang Yuan: "It definitely can't be Brother Lu."
First, exclude Lu Zhiye.
Everyone in the lounge agreed with him.
Lu Zhiye is too serious, and this kind of operation is not his style.
That can only be the current situation.
But Shi Jing was a newcomer who hadn't participated in many offline matches yet, yet he dared to play such an extreme style of play in a competition attended by many well-known domestic teams.
Moreover, Shi Jing chose Luoba, and Lu Zhiye followed suit and chose a nurse without hesitation. Could it be that Shi Jing was the one who directed Lu Zhiye to choose the hero?
The members of Team One and Team Two looked at Shi Jing again.
"That's awesome." Jiang Yuan commented, "Sweet! If you have any other tricks to act cool, teach me—"
Song Jiahang: "You're a support player, and you need someone who's good at breakthrough to teach you how to play?"
Jiang Yuan: "...Every position has its own unique understanding. Otherwise, wouldn't Brother Lu's Lifeline be different from mine today? My ultimate is always thrown to teammates to add equipment, not to enemies. I also learned this move last time, so I can use it in the next game."
Song Jiahang nodded and said to Zhou Lian: "I understand. He is going to deliver equipment to the enemy."
Zhou Lian tried to hold back his laughter.
Jiang Yuan rushed over and strangled Song Jiahang.
"That's about enough! Regardless of whether I'm being taught or not, go pack up your things and head back to base." The chubby manager finally squeezed in. "And you guys, even though I'm not as professional as Lao Wan in gaming competitions, I can still pick up the basics. If you don't have Xiao Tiantian's skills, don't try to learn them. I don't want the next club trending topic to be: SFD all switching to support specializations this season."
Coach Wan interrupted with a cold remark, "They won't even have to wait until the new season. They'll return to base tonight and use Roba and Lifeline to advance to the qualifying rounds."
When Jiang Yuan heard this, he immediately smiled again: "Oh, coach, you really understand us."
The lounge burst into laughter.
As they walked out, everyone discussed that based on the current points, SFD would undoubtedly be the first in this year's doubles competition.
Going from being last every year to being first is a big comeback.
The people around were chattering loudly. Shi Jing was surrounded for a while and turned to glance at Lu Zhiye next to him.
Lu Zhiye pulled his team jacket down, and in between movements, Shi Jing caught a glimpse of an inconspicuous mark under his left hand.
Red.
I had never used this hand before and it was hidden under my sleeve, so I didn't notice it.
"What's wrong with your hand?" The others had almost left, and Shi Jing fell behind.
Lu Zhiye paused: "It's okay."
Shi Jing: “?”
Shi Jing frowned: "Left hand, I saw it all."
Lu Zhiye moved his left arm.
Shi Jing: "Take it out and let me see it."
Lu Zhiye looked up at him and stretched out his left hand.
There were not many lights on in the lounge, but that didn't stop him from seeing clearly that there was a cut on the back of his left hand near the edge.
Not too deep, but a bit long.
The edges were still bleeding slightly.
He was sure that before the game, and even when he stepped down after the game, there was no scar on Lu Zhiye's hand.
Shi Jing frowned even more tightly: "When..."
"The reporter's camera." Lu Zhiye said, "I accidentally touched it when I was trying to stop them."
Shi Jing: “…”
Precious.
Shi Jing instinctively searched his pockets, but found nothing. Then he remembered that this was SFD and he didn't have any band-aids in his team uniform.
"Did you bring a Band-Aid?" Shi Jing asked.
Lu Zhiye: "I'm fine."
Shi Jing: “?”
Then who was the one who said his hand hurt after playing a fast-paced breakthrough position for a while last time?
Shi Jing: "There's a pharmacy right outside. Go out and buy it. It's very quick."
Lu Zhiye wiped it away casually.
"It's really okay." He smeared the blood even more. It looked like nothing serious at first, but now it was all over the back of his hand.
Then he acted as if he hadn't seen it and said, "It will be fine in a while."
Shi Jing: “…”
Shi Jing was too lazy to talk to him any more, so he went straight over and took out a few sheets of paper from a pack of paper on the small coffee table in the lounge.
"Hand." His tone wasn't particularly friendly. "Hold out your hand."
After half a second, Lu Zhiye obediently stretched out his left hand.
After wiping off the messy layer of blood in a few strokes, the hand returned to normal.
It's just that scar that's a bit of an eyesore.
Shi Jing has never had the patience to help others deal with such things. These few times are already his limit.
"Tell the manager that we are not going back to the base." He pulled the person and kicked the door of the lounge closed.
Lu Zhiye let him pull his clothes: "Where are you going?"
"I'll buy you some iodine." Shi Jing gritted his teeth at the questioning of this noble young master. "I'll also buy you some cotton swabs and band-aids. Are these enough?"
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Yanhai City's venues had hosted many major international competitions, so Shi Jing was quite familiar with the area. Across the street, there was a chain pharmacy on the corner.
Shi Jing went in and got the things to treat the wound. Following the pharmacist's recommendation, he did not use a Band-Aid, but instead bought a longer bandage, saying that it could help the wound heal faster.
He had never used such high-end stuff on himself before.
Considering that this injury was caused to help him block those reporters, let it be given to the young master.
After paying, there happened to be a stool next to him. Shi Jing handed the bag to Lu Zhiye: "Here, it's all in there. Disinfect it with iodine first, then wrap it up. Remember not to make it too obvious, otherwise your manager will definitely take you for a full body check if he sees it."
Although the fat manager wasn't as exaggerated as he said, it was almost the same. And Lu Zhiye was still injured in his hand.
Shi Jing's thoughts were in a mess. He stood by and waited for a long time, then looked down -
Lu Zhiye was still struggling to tear off the disposable packaging on the bandage with one hand, and with a "swish", he tore it into a split.
“…”
Shi Jing couldn't bear it anymore.
"You've never used a bandage before?" How could anyone be so stupid.
If he were thrown outside Yanhai City, with Lu Zhiye's survival ability, could he survive for more than 3 days?
Is the person who's aiming so precisely in the game really the same person in front of me, held captive by a bandage?
"Rarely used." Lu Zhiye said as he tore off the adhesive on the bandage for the third time.
Then she stopped, raised her eyes, and looked at him.
“…”
By the time he figured out how to bandage it, he probably wouldn't have dinner. Shi Jing held out his hand expressionlessly: "Give it to me."
The bandage came into Shi Jing's hands and he had it almost done in less than a minute.
There is a huge contrast between the way Shi Jing speaks and the way he acts.
Lu Zhiye raised his hand and watched the young man's fingers moving on his left hand, then lowered his eyes with a serious and focused look.
He is very skilled in treating wounds.
After wrapping up the scratch, Shi Jing said with a cold expression: "Alright, be careful not to get wet these few days."
He then took out his phone, which contained several @ messages to him and Lu Zhiye, saying that he had gone out to a restaurant to eat and hadn't returned to the base. He asked if they were coming.
Shi Jing had no interest in going to parties anymore. He had been to more parties recently than he had in a whole year before. He clicked on a few options but refused to go.
He put his phone back in his pocket: "They found a place for dinner, if you want to go you can go directly..."
He didn't finish his words.
Someone gently pulled my finger.
"I'm not going." Lu Zhiye said.
Shi Jing stopped where he was: “?”
He turned his head and stared at the hand that Lu Zhiye was holding onto his left little finger. He wondered whether to chop it off or beat him up before chopping it off.
Lu Zhiye switched to his other hand which was wrapped in gauze.
“I’m not going to dinner parties.”
"It's up to you." Shi Jing said with a wooden face, "You can go or not, where you go is none of my business—"
"Where are you going?" Lu Zhiye asked.
Shi Jing: “?”
Shi Jing said, "Why do you care where I go?"
"I want to be with you." Lu Zhiye said.
Shi Jing: “…”
Unable to shake it off, an hour later, Shi Jing dragged the humanoid sticky machine with him and the one-button-following function into a small restaurant.
It’s a very small shop, and there’s not even a proper door at the entrance. It’s just a rolling shutter.
There was no decoration in the store, and several floor tiles were cracked, making a "clacking" sound when you stepped on them.
But it did not affect the popularity of this small shop.
It's not lunchtime anymore, but the place is still packed.
Shi Jing found a small table for two and pulled up a bamboo chair next to it to sit down.
"These are the dishes." He pushed the printed menu sealed in plastic on the table in front of Lu Zhiye, "Eat whatever you like."
If you don't like it, just watch me eat.
Shi Jing didn't say the second half of the sentence.
This was a store he often visited before he officially started playing in the league.
The price is cheap and the taste is good. And the location is good, in a small residential area across the street from the EVG building. You can just turn in and get there in a few minutes.
Shi Jing came here for an extra meal after he got a rank.
The boss was a very nice person and would send him some snacks and drinks from time to time.
The people sitting next to me were all ordinary people who had been busy all day, and the noises they made while eating were not very elegant. Occasionally, a delivery driver would come in and out and brush past them.
It is like heaven and earth compared to the bustling and exquisite CBD outside.
For some reason, after the game today, he inexplicably thought of this small shop.
Lu Zhiye lowered his head and looked at the menu for a long time.
Shi Jing waited for a long time.
He didn't say what he wanted to order, but instead called him: "Shi Jing."
"..." Shi Jing was impatient, "What for?"
He was the one who wanted to come to dinner with him, and if he continued to complain when he got there, he would not tolerate it.
"Nothing." Lu Zhiye flipped the menu over. "I just suddenly thought, if we had bought the SFD base next to EVG, wouldn't we have been able to see you every day a long time ago?"
“…”
Maybe.
But it is also possible that such a troublesome person lived next door to him before, and he had already asked Lu Zhiye to meet him in the alley to give him some psychological trauma.
It is very likely that Lu Zhiye will take a detour when he sees him now, instead of following him wherever he goes like a piece of sticky candy.
Shi Jing frowned and loosened his half-clenched fist.
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It’s not impossible for you to ask him to go to the alley now.
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