Chapter 65 Jinjiang Novel Reading Exclusive I thought you were going to kiss me. ...
The scandal surrounding EVG's head coach has rocked the esports world. From the players' private WeChat groups to SFD's second team and even the newly recruited players, you can hear people discussing it just by walking around.
"Are there any other new revelations or twists?" The second team's training room was in full swing, and Dunzi was also enjoying the show nearby.
The assistant next to him said, "What's the point of a reversal? Wasn't that contestant's new video already a reversal?"
"The news these days is changing ten times a second. I'm already starting to get scared." Dunzi brightened his phone screen and scrolled through the comments section under the trending search on Weibo. "But this time... EVG is probably really finished."
"Not EVG, the club will definitely sacrifice the team to save the coach," the second team's support said. "But this head coach is definitely losing his integrity in his later years. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, you really can't judge a person by his appearance. He looks like a kind old man, but he's actually a big shot."
Matt, who had been silent the whole time, was shocked: "Fuck, you know so many idioms?"
Second team support: “?”
Vally: "They are top students, alright? Don't judge them by your own standards."
Matt: “???”
Matt: "Are you coming too?"
The person next to him was about to speak when the door of the training room was pushed open.
"Sweetheart?" Dunzi's eyes lit up. "You're here. So, are you going to help us gain points today?"
In the second team, only Dunzi had a good relationship with Matt and Shi Jing. The others looked over here with a little envy.
"..." Shi Jing's face looked a little unnatural, and his ears were a little red. Hearing this, his expression was tense, "Later."
After saying that, he said to Matt, "Come out for a moment."
Matt's eyebrows raised, his eyes wide.
Just like looking at Dunzi, the latter made the words "If you become rich and powerful, don't forget me" with his mouth.
Matt walked out even more beaming.
"Come on, Sweetie, what can I do for you?" Matt tugged at his sleeves and pushed them up. "Are you short of people for training?"
Although Team One and Team Two weren't far apart, aside from Zhou Li'an, who played for both teams, the others didn't often visit each other. After all, they weren't competing at the same level. Matt would at most invite Shi Jing to join the team in-game, to see if he could get some points from them.
Today they heard that a team was having a meeting downstairs, and soon after, Shi Jing came over in person. Matt naturally thought that they needed some training after the meeting.
"Go ahead, you're welcome. Whether it's sparring or just helping out, I can play any position and do any hard work!" Thinking about how he could gain a lot of points by joining a team for a few hours, Matt kept talking non-stop.
Shi Jing: “…”
Shi Jing looked at the thin young man in front of him who was about the same height as him, and suddenly looked embarrassed.
"What's wrong?" This was the first time Matt saw him with this expression. "What difficulties did you encounter?"
"No..." Shi Jing prepared himself mentally for a few seconds, "Stand closer."
"Oh." Matt took a step forward. "Go ahead. The door is closed and soundproof. They can't hear you."
Shi Jing: “.”
"That's not what I meant to say..." Shi Jing's expression was a little distorted. "Come closer."
Matt took another half step forward.
There was only a fist's distance between the two of them. If they moved any further, they would almost be able to touch each other.
Matt's breath sprayed on Shi Jing's face, and the two of them stared at each other.
Shi Jing tried his best to hold his breath, almost suffocating himself to death, but still failed: "What did you eat for lunch?"
"Huh?" Matt was stunned. "Curry chicken."
Shi Jing: “.”
Matt looked at his good brother's face which was about to turn green, turned his head and blew into his palm and smelled it.
"Fuck!" He covered his nose with his hands, then realized something was wrong. The hand he was covering his nose with was his mother's hand that had just breathed on it, and the smell was even worse. "It stinks! It stinks! I'm never eating this curry chicken again. If someone doesn't know, they'll think I've eaten shit!"
Shi Jing: “…”
Watching Matt run into the bathroom to vomit, Shi Jing thought for a moment, could it be the unique scent on Lu Zhiye's body that was causing the problem?
That makes a lot of sense.
Apart from Lu Zhiye, is there any other man who would make himself smell good for no reason?
The smell of Matt's curry chicken mixed with garlic just now would have suffocated anyone who came here.
So it's not his problem.
Shi Jing eliminated everyone else in the base one by one, and set his sights on Jiang Yuan, the one with the fairest and most well-behaved appearance.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Yuan was called out from his camera position by Shi Jing. He took off his headphones, still a little confused. "Are you going to compare heights?"
"..." Shi Jing looked at the height difference between them and said, "No, stand closer."
Jiang Yuan obediently stood face to face with him.
There were only the two of them in the training room. Shi Jing didn't speak, and Jiang Yuan didn't speak either. They stared at each other.
After a few minutes, Jiang Yuan's eyes widened.
Looking down at a person with round eyes and a blank look up at him...it's really hard not to laugh.
Another minute passed before Jiang Yuan lost his composure. "Hahahahaha—Sweet, what are you doing?! Why are you suddenly playing this weird statue game? It's not like you at all. Only someone as abstract as Dazhuang could come up with that."
Shi Jing: “.”
Shi Jing tried to explain: "I didn't..."
nothing?
There doesn't seem to be any reasonable excuse to cover up this behavior.
"Why am I abstract?" Fortunately, Song Jiahang came in with a cup of water in time and interrupted their conversation.
Jiang Yuan: "No, no, no, I'm not saying you're abstract. Why are you so stingy? Is that milk tea in your hand?"
"no."
"Of course! I can smell it. Give me a sip."
"No."
"Stingy!"
Not listening to their daily bickering, Shi Jing was still thinking about his own reaction just now.
Matt because of the smell of curry and garlic.
What about Jiang Yuan?
Jiang Yuan is one of the few people in the entire base who keeps himself cleanest. In terms of appearance and image, he is more meticulous than Shi Jing and Lu Zhiye.
There was no bad smell on Jiang Yuan.
Although it doesn't smell as good as Lu Zhiye's.
But when he looked at Jiang Yuan, his mind was full of... nothing in his mind.
Unlike when he faced Lu Zhiye.
Shi Jing could film a film called Approaching Science in his mind, the theme of which was to observe Lu Zhiye's lips, chin, eyes, smell, and fingers in great detail.
damn it.
Could it be caused by the refreshing smell on Lu Zhiye?
Before he could figure it out, Jiang Yuan won five consecutive battles with Song Jiahang. He turned around and asked Shi Jing, "Sweet, you asked me to stand still just now. What were you doing?"
He thought about it carefully. Shi Jing wasn't the type to pull these funny moves. He'd never been seen joking around with anyone. Like Lu Zhiye, he always had a stern expressionless face. Of course, he couldn't really be playing a game with him to see who laughed first was the idiot.
Shi Jing hadn't figured out the reason for his own problem yet, so he said with a dull face, "Nothing, I just want to do a test."
Jiang Yuan's eyes lit up: "What test?"
Shi Jing said nonsense with an expressionless face: "Let's see if you can really stand still."
Jiang Yuan: “…”
Jiang Yuan: "That's too bad! Xiao Tiantian has become bad too!!"
Shi Jing: “.”
Jiang Yuan turned around and asked if it was Song Jiahang who taught him. Shi Jing moved his ears and turned his head.
The door to the training room opened.
The fat manager and Lu Zhiye walked in one after another.
Without looking in their direction, the two were talking and standing in front of Lu Zhiye's camera. The fat manager was holding his precious tablet in his hand and clicking on it a few times while talking.
With his back to him, Lu Zhiye still stood very straight and upright.
Wearing just an ordinary home hoodie, he actually manages to look refreshing.
Shi Jing's eyes drifted upwards unconsciously.
It should be the face.
If it had touched his lips, Lu Zhiye would definitely have reacted more strongly than him.
Shi Jing was sitting very close to Lu Zhiye, only two people away. Looking at his back like this, he inexplicably recalled the time when he went on stage before every competition.
Lu Zhiye also stood in front of the computer screen, with a gaming chair behind him.
Then when the two teams asked to shake hands, Shi Jing would come over and meet his expressionless face and emotionless black pupils.
Never shook his hand.
“…” Thinking of the reason why Lu Zhiye said he would not shake hands with him, the nameless wildfire in Shi Jing’s heart burned even more fiercely.
With a "click", the left armrest of the gaming chair was knocked around by the fat manager and Lu Zhiye took two steps back.
Shi Jing's body reacted faster than his brain. The moment he smelled the fragrance from a distance of tens of thousands of miles, he tilted his head back to distance himself from it.
Before they could distance themselves from each other, Lu Zhiye turned around and saw them.
Shi Jing: “…”
"Okay, you guys practice like this for now. I'll talk to the platform and see how we can arrange the live streaming of your event." The fat manager didn't notice the little tricks here at all. After saying that, he patted Lu Zhiye's shoulder and said, "Is everything else okay, Xiao Lu?"
Lu Zhiye looked at Shi Jing.
Shi Jing's face was tense, and he moved forward in an awkward and stiff posture to return to a normal sitting position, refusing to make any eye contact with him the entire time.
After half a second, Lu Zhiye said "hmm": "Nothing else."
I turned my face away, turned my head, and faced someone sideways. The scene was so unbelievable that I felt uneasy.
So what is he now?
It has nothing to do with the smell, and it has nothing to do with whether people clean it thoroughly or not.
As long as Lu Zhiye gets too close to him, it will trigger his passive avoidance and a series of negative effects, causing his heart rate to speed up and he to forget to breathe normally?
One more thing to add.
It is only effective against Lu Zhiye.
damn it.
The fat manager just retreated, but with such a large space, there was no need for Lu Zhiye to retreat so far as well.
They're almost backing up to him.
It must be intentional.
Shi Jing pulled his chair forward a little and turned on the computer.
As soon as the game started, he caught a glimpse of Lu Zhiye turning his head towards him.
"No." Shi Jing said.
Lu Zhiye paused: "I haven't asked yet."
Shi Jing: “…”
Just then, a team invitation popped up on Lu Zhiye’s computer.
【Truemy invites you to join the team. 】
【Reject, Agree】
The ID looks familiar.
Isn’t this Lu Zhiye’s classmate?
Shi Jing turned his gaze back and clicked to enter the single-person training range: "Can't you answer before I ask?"
Hearing the strangeness in his tone, Lu Zhiye frowned, and it was obvious at a glance that he wanted to ask "What happened?"
So before he could speak, Shi Jing interrupted the spell again: "Nothing, go play with your classmates."
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Shi Jing did not participate in the ranking with Lu Zhiye, and the four rows there developed into Jiang Yuan, Song Jiahang, Lu Zhiye and his classmates.
The meeting delayed him for a long time, and it was dinner time after just a few hours of practice. When Lu Zhiye arrived at the restaurant, Shi Jing was already queuing in front of a window.
The figure with its back to him showed no intention of turning back.
He stared at her for a few seconds and was about to walk over when Jiang Yuan followed him and said, "Brother Lu, you have such a lovely classmate. Why didn't you pull her over to play with us before? Her voice is so nice too. It turns out that hearing nice voices really does tickle your ears. This is the first time I've felt that!"
"He is the classmate who came to the base last time." Song Jiahang looked at him as if he was a fool.
"Huh?" Jiang Yuan was really dumbfounded. "Damn it! I didn't even realize it! Yeah, she's close to Brother Lu and they're classmates. She has a nice voice and is gentle. Who else could it be?"
Jiang Yuan usually spoke quite loudly, and the restaurant was so empty that his voice almost echoed. Even from far away, he should have been heard.
Lu Zhiye saw Shi Jing change his stance, his hands in his pockets, one leg casually half-stretched. He still had his back to them, but it seemed he had turned his back even more completely.
Jiang Yuan and Song Jiahang had already walked to the dessert area on the other side. Except for a few children from the second team who were queuing up nearby, everyone else was very far away.
Lu Zhiye looked at the young man in front of him who was obviously determined to pretend he didn't exist, and took a few steps forward.
"Shi Jing."
He lowered his voice.
Shi Jing's ears, hidden under the ends of his hair, moved slightly.
Lu Zhiye reached out and gently tugged at his shirt hem: "It's not like what Xiaoyuan said. He didn't come to see me when he played the game today."
Just as he finished speaking, the fried rice at Shijingguan was ready and served: "Number 3 is ready! Number 3!"
"Here." Shi Jing reached out to take it.
The action of taking a step forward caused the small piece of cloth to slip out of Lu Zhiye's hand.
Back at the table, Lu Zhiye sat across from him. After a moment's thought, he asked, "Is this what you're angry about?"
Shi Jing suddenly raised his eyelids and looked at people with a look that seemed much fiercer than usual: "What are you angry about?"
"You didn't participate in today's fourth row." Lu Zhiye said.
"Oh." Shi Jing said indifferently, "Aren't you guys full?"
There are four people in a row, and there are already four of them, so why are you calling him again?
He broke the chopsticks apart and adjusted them in his palm, and was about to poke the plate—
"I only like you." Lu Zhiye said.
Shi Jing: “…”
Shi Jing remained in this position for two seconds, almost petrified, not daring to look around to see if anyone had heard him. "Are you crazy? This is a restaurant, full of people. Others will hear it..."
"It doesn't matter." Lu Zhiye said, looking down at him and speaking calmly, "I don't want you to misunderstand me. Last time I said I wouldn't make you angry again. I won't talk to other boys when playing games, I won't play duos with others, and I won't add anyone else on WeChat..."
"Stop!" Shi Jing almost rushed over to cover his mouth.
Lu Zhiye stopped.
It's not that they want to stop, but...their current posture is a bit funny.
Shi Jing half-bent over, one hand on his shoulder, and the other hand obviously trying to stop him from saying the rest of the words, but for some reason, when he was about to touch Lu Zhiye's lips, he covered his chin.
Both hands were on Lu Zhiye, and Shi Jing was so close that he could see every eyelash of Lu Zhiye clearly.
Lu Zhiye's breath came to the side of his little finger.
OK.
There was no smell, no mess, no reason.
He just can't stand it when he gets close to Lu Zhiye.
It won't work if the distance is too close.
Eye contact can also become strange.
It’s even worse if you encounter it.
and……
It's more than just a fast heartbeat.
Lu Zhiye’s classmates, whether they have boyfriends or not, and whether they come to play games with him or not, Shi Jing’s mood actually has nothing to do with this.
When he heard Jiang Yuan's words, he suddenly thought that Lu Zhiye was actually very outstanding. Their families were fundamentally not of the same level, and their levels of friendship were completely incomparable.
When Shi Jing thought about the countless options around Lu Zhiye who had good families, good looks and good personalities, he suddenly felt a little annoyed.
Why is it so annoying?
Never happened before.
But now is not the time to think about that.
Just for a moment, Shi Jing's eyes fell on Lu Zhiye's lips, and the thought that popped into his mind was like an electric shock to him, which scared him a lot.
Looks pretty kissable.
Grass!
When the fire burned to the ground, it bounced back quickly.
It didn't bounce away.
Lu Zhiye grabbed his forearm and pulled him back to his original position, making him unable to move.
"You——" Shi Jing's eyes widened.
"You just..." Lu Zhiye hesitated for a second and looked at him.
After a pause, he continued, "When you looked at me like that, I thought you were going to kiss me."
There seemed to be a hint of grievance in his voice.
“…”
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The author has something to say: Here I am, thanks for the nutrient solution and the overlord ticket~Thanks for waiting.
I'm busy again at work. Life goes on and work never stops TT. I thought I could finish this chapter yesterday, but it took me another day to write it.
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