"I don't know you."
Song Nanwu looked at him coldly and was about to leave. Zhao Xinxing stood in front of her again, looking at her with a smile on his face.
"We got to know each other after adding each other on WeChat!"
The boy in front of him was soft and cute, but unlike Rong Jue, he was frank and sincere. His amber eyes kept looking at Song Nanwu.
Seeing that unscrupulous look, Song Nanwu's eyes became colder as she looked at him.
"Unfortunately, I don't want to know you."
The voice was as cold as the person, with a chill in it, and no hint of tactful rejection.
The smile on Zhao Xinxing's lips suddenly froze on his face, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in the depths of his amber eyes.
From childhood to adulthood, due to his innocent and harmless looks, no girl has ever rejected him, and he does it so decisively that it makes people feel embarrassed.
Zhao Xinxing looked at Song Nanwu and sneered, "Tsk, bitch, why are you pretending to be so noble? You're just licking Si Jinjin's Zongji team. Who cares about knowing you?"
There are some people in the world who are like this. When something doesn't go their way, they tear off their disguised masks and become so vicious.
However, Zhao Xinxing dared to speak like this because he was certain that Song Nanwu could not do anything to him.
I'm just scolding you, it doesn't cost me anything.
What's more, he is just a newcomer in the e-sports circle. He hasn't even played a proper game yet, but he has a lot of negative information about him.
Even though I gave her face, she still acted so arrogantly. Haha, does she really think anyone looks down on her?
Song Nanwu's deep cold eyes suddenly became sharp. She glanced at Zhao Xinxing, who looked at her with disdain, without much emotion on her face.
It’s not that she doesn’t know about the fabricated negative information about herself on the Internet, but she just doesn’t care and is too lazy to deal with it.
"Did you think you'd be suspended for hitting someone during the game, so you're so brazen in exposing your stupid side?"
Even though she was scolded, Song Nanwu didn't seem angry. She raised her red lips slightly, and that faint smile instantly melted the cold look on her face.
But those who are familiar with her know that she often smiles like this when she is about to deal with someone, and the more beautiful her smile is, the heavier the blow will be.
Therefore, the people of the Ninth Legion trembled more when they saw her smile than when they saw her with a cold face.
Zhao Xinxing didn't expect that Song Nanwu didn't get angry but laughed instead. The smile that curled up the corners of her mouth was like a spring breeze blowing on his heart.
Zhao Xinxing was stunned for a moment, "What?"
"Can't you even hear me calling you a moron? You're so stupid that you need to be retrained." A pleasant and magnetic voice interrupted, followed by Si Jin's slender figure who walked in.
He looked at Zhao Xinxing coldly and smiled wickedly, "You know I can sue you for defamation if you spread rumors, right?"
Zhao Xinxing has absolutely no temper towards Si Jin.
No matter how tactless he was, he would never provoke Si Jin. He pursed his lips and said nothing more, and he was not as arrogant as he was towards Song Nanwu just now.
"Apologize." These two words were spoken in a cold voice, leaving no room for argument.
Zhao Xinxing pursed his lips tightly and still said nothing.
Seeing that he remained silent, Si Jin pulled her lip, her eyes cold and emotionless, "Do you want me to make a big deal out of this? Are you sure you can handle it?"
Of course he couldn't afford it.
This person forwarded a Weibo post a few days ago, and in less than two hours, there were 100,000 comments under his Weibo post.
With such terrifying traffic and such a huge fan base, he could fully imagine what would become of him if this matter got out to Si Jin.
No matter how reluctant he was, Zhao Xinxing finally compromised. He looked at Song Nanwu with a face full of humiliation and apologized, "I'm sorry."
Looking at his face full of forbearance and the look of anger that dared not show, Song Nanwu couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Zhao Xinxing felt a blow to his self-esteem and was about to leave.
Si Jin stopped him, his voice cold, "Remember, Hongchen Langke joined the Zongji team through fair and square selection. Don't be so foolish as to believe everything you hear. Don't be so stupid as to disgust others with your own stupidity."
He was still as sharp-tongued as ever, but compared to his usual joking tone, his current cold tone was tinged with dissatisfaction and contained a hint of warning, which was frightening.
Zhao Xinxing paused, his expression changed, and he walked away without saying a word.
Si Jin looked at Song Nanwu, his dark, deep eyes no longer as sharp as before. He said with disdain, "You run into trouble even when you go to the restroom. Are you born with a physique that attracts trouble?"
Song Nanwu looked at him without saying anything, her eyes burning.
Si Jin glanced at her and instantly reflected on whether his words just now had hurt her.
Frowning slightly, Si Jin suddenly reached into Song Nanwu's bag and took out a lollipop. He tore off the wrapping paper and handed it to her mouth.
"Eat some candy, don't let it affect your mood." He whispered.
Song Nanwu obediently opened her mouth and took it in. Then, with a flick of her tongue, she pushed the lollipop from her mouth to the side of her teeth. "I don't care."
Si Jin seemed to enjoy Song Nanwu's well-behaved appearance. Hearing her words, he curled his lips and smiled softly, "It's best if you don't mind. Wait for me outside. I'm going to the bathroom."
"Oh, okay." Song Nanwu responded, then went to the aisle, eating a lollipop and waiting for Si Jin.
Si Jin glanced at Song Nanwu who was leaning against the wall eating candy, and went to the men's restroom for a walk. When he came out, he felt like he had lost his mind.
When the two returned to the lounge, the first game of the group stage had already begun.
Hearts Team vs. Fenghua Team.
Song Nanwu was eating a lollipop, sitting lazily on the sofa, watching the small TV in front of her.
Zhao Xinxing didn't know if he was stimulated, but he played very aggressively at the beginning and got the first blood.
Meng Ruo's voice came from the side, "Wow, the Red Hearts team's midfielder is really strong and aggressive."
Jian Yao: "I heard he was promoted from the first team. He hasn't played many games yet. He's young, so he's a bit hot-tempered."
Ning Hongyan: "A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger!"
Lin Xiaoran: "Looking at the pace set by the Red Hearts team, I feel like this round is a bit of a cliffhanger for the Fenghua team. The advantage that the Red Hearts team built up in the early stages is too obvious."
Meng Ruo: "It depends on whether Team Fenghua can turn the tide in the later stages."
"Young lady who believes in Buddhism, did you ask the people from the Royal Sun Team to bring you a cake?"
Si Jin sat next to Song Nanwu, playing with his mobile phone, occasionally glancing at the small TV casually, and suddenly asked Song Nanwu.
Hearing this, Song Nanwu looked at Si Jin in confusion, "No."
Then he thought of something and said, "Oh, Rong Jue said he bought me a cake."
"Rong Jue?" Si Jin was puzzled.
Nie Hao looked at him and took over the conversation, smiling brightly, "He's the new mid laner from Huangyang. It seems he's really fascinated by our little sister."
"Oh." Si Jin responded, glancing at Song Nanwu calmly, "I'm sorry, I just refused them the opportunity to come to the lounge."
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