Chapter 27
There are so many things to do during this period of time that there is little time to rest, let alone time to be excited.
Qu Xing's mind was filled with the green map, leaving him no time to fret over "I must have this person." Furthermore, the person he loved was right beside him, doing the same things with him every day, so he couldn't truly relate to Wen Zi's pain of not being able to love her.
The idea of testing whether Ling Yin could accept boys was put on hold for the time being.
"Let's go, kids, go change into your team uniforms."
The opening ceremony of this spring season was quite grand, with all the LPL teams making an appearance. Qu Xing had worn a DL jersey once before for a photoshoot, but it was just a hastily thrown on one, without even a name on it.
I only just realized that the uniforms are kept in a separate room. Hanging in a glass case, they look pristine, likely kept in separate rooms. They're white, with two dark purple stripes on the shoulders. With the overhead and backlights shining through, they look like they're ready for battle.
Qu Xing paused in front of Ling Yin's clothes.
"What's wrong?" Ling Yin asked.
"Tsk tsk tsk," Qu Xing stroked it through the glass, "Those legs are so long."
Ling Yin smiled: "Your legs are quite long too."
Qu Xing: "True or false."
Ling Yin: "Really? Before I looked it up on Baidu Encyclopedia, I always thought you were 1.8 meters tall."
Qu Xing: “…”
Ling Yin: "Maybe it's because my legs are longer."
Qu Xing slapped his butt and said, "It might be because I was wearing shoes."
“…”
Ling Yin's eyes slowly widened, revealing the most exaggerated expression Qu Xing had ever seen: "What are you doing?"
It's like being sexually harassed.
Qu Xing: "...Is it really that serious?"
Ling Yin silently turned around to get his team uniform.
"..." Qu Xing stared at him for a while, and suddenly became furious and slapped him hard on the butt again.
Ling Yin: “Hiss——!”
Le Anyi laughed wildly and hugged Qu Xing as he ran away: "How dare you offend the captain's butt. How does it feel?"
Qu Xing said, "Not bad."
Ling Yin: “…”
Qu Xing's team uniform was hung at the back, and the mirror on the backboard showed the ID on the back of the uniform - Dazzling.
Jiang Lin admired it with him for a few seconds and helped him take it off: "Go change it."
"Okay."
Ling Yin was impressed by Qu Xing's handsomeness.
While this young star looks handsome in his daily outfits, he rarely wears formal clothing like this. The DL uniform is a great fit, and because it's maintained separately, the fabric is crisp and clean. Even someone like Le Anyi looks great in it. And on Qu Xing, it's incredibly handsome. Most importantly, the proportions are perfect, and his legs are truly long.
Estimated to be 1.8 meters tall.
The group headed to the opening ceremony. Since nearly every LPL team was expected to appear, the large backstage lounge was packed. Qu Xing had connections with so many people, he was immediately bombarded with greetings. So, Qu Xing watched helplessly as Ling Yin glanced at him with the corner of her eye. Before anyone could greet him, she used her long legs to slip away to the small rest area.
Qu Xing had stretched out his hand halfway and hadn't taken a step forward to catch up when he was stopped by a familiar voice that tried to remain calm but still couldn't hide its hoarseness and emotion.
"elder brother!!!!!!"
Unlike the other three, Jiang Lin didn't abandon Qu Xing for the small lounge. He stayed by his AD Carry's side the entire time...mainly because he sat down on any sofa he saw, and once he sat down, he was too lazy to move. He squinted his eyes, as if trying to act like an elder of the Alliance, but because of his limp and lazy demeanor, he looked like a little kid who never took gym class. He glanced at the person who was rushing towards Qu Xing and said, "Isn't Xingxing younger than you?"
Xiao Meihua half-knelt on the hard sofa, clinging tightly to Qu Xing's waist: "I am happy to call him brother."
Xiao Meihua was Qu Xing's support back in VIN—the poor support who'd suffered the same fate as Jiang Lin. And a year before, Qu Xing was even more ruthless. Little Meihua somehow became a complete lunatic fan under Qu Xing's devastation.
Qu Xing stroked Xiao Meihua's hair as usual.
The jungler Wei Qi who followed over said, "I'm really impressed by this kid. He always acts like a loser every time he sees you."
Qu Xing smiled and patted the head on his waist: "Get up, don't let your snot get on my clothes."
Little Plum Blossom: "Wow, wow, wow, wow, I miss you."
Qu Xing: "I know, I know. Get your face out of the way first."
Xiao Meihua turned her face away, and there was no snot, but she just looked extremely pitiful.
Qu Xing asked: "Where's your new AD?"
Little Plum Blossom came closer again: "I don't know, woooo, woooo, woooo, I want to be your assistant, woooo."
"Isn't your new AD here yet?" Qu Xing looked up and asked Wei Qi.
Wei Qi said, "He's styling his hair in the back. He knows everything. He just forgets everything when he sees you."
"How is it? New AD?" Qu Xing asked.
Wei Qi nodded: "Not bad, quite talented. Just came up from LDL, definitely can't compare with you."
Little Plum Blossom: "Wow, wow, wow, Jiang Lin, I'm so jealous of you."
Jiang Lin sat aside with narrowed eyes, dragging his voice and said: "This is fate..."
Little Plum Blossom: “…”
Qu Xing smiled and pinched Xiao Meihua's face to pull it to the sides: "It's okay, I'll beat you soon."
Little Plum Blossom: "Woo woo woo woo woo."
Ling Yin didn't understand why Ueno and the other two had come along. They seemed to let loose once they were in some private space where they didn't have to maintain a personal appearance. They'd already been arguing for over two minutes about what poses they were supposed to pull on stage. And even then, their suggestions were each more unbearable than the last.
Ling Yin wanted to kick them out. After a moment of silence, he stood up and left.
Let’s go find his star.
Ling Yin looked around and spotted the most handsome and stylish figure in the crowd. Then he caught sight of the man hanging from his waist. The man stared up at Qu Xing with tears in his eyes, his gaze filled with an unnatural fascination. "You look so good in the DL uniform."
Qu Xing actually smiled dotingly and lowered his head to pat his back.
"..." Ling Yin gritted his teeth. It had only been two minutes since they last met, and he was already hooking up with someone else... He remembered this person, Qu Xing's former assistant.
Is he so close to every support? It's the same with Jiang Lin. They have so much to say every day, calling each other "Linlin" and "Linlin." This support is even more excessive.
Ling Yin suddenly felt a little bit resentful that he was not a support, so jealous...
Seeing that slender and elegant figure approaching, Xiao Meihua let go of Qu Xing, wiped her tears, and said politely, "Wind God."
Ling Yin suppressed his displeasure with this man and gave him a faint smile before quickly shifting his gaze to Qu Xing. He discreetly checked him up and down, making sure there was no unidentified liquid—like tears or snot—on his star-studded white team uniform.
It didn't get stained, and it's still so clean and handsome.
As he looked at him, Ling Yin couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his black hair.
Qu Xing was busy chatting with someone. When he felt itchy, he just tilted his head slightly, avoided his hand and continued chatting.
Ling Yin was unhappy. He raised his hand and grabbed a bunch of his hair. Qu Xing tried to dodge but failed, and he even pulled his scalp: "Ah——!"
Meeting Qu Xing's silent gaze, Ling Yin smiled at him and rubbed the back of his head with his slender fingers.
Qu Xing felt itchy when he looked at this face carefully. He turned back indifferently without any temper and said, "Stop seducing me, okay?"
Wei Qi: "Uh—"
He glanced back and forth between the two of them: "The Wind God is really... Haha, why is he still seducing... Ahem, how did he seduce you?"
Qu Xing thought that this person was seducing him just by standing next to him, so he smiled and said, "I'm just kidding."
Ling Yin: Haha
Xiao Meihua was genuinely heartbroken, feeling both the emotion of finally seeing someone I'd recommended after so many years and the sadness of unrequited love. A truly devoted fan. After all, they'd been teammates for over a year. Qu Xing had no other options, so he pulled out a tissue and wiped his tears like a brother, coaxing him, "Okay, okay, let's have dinner together next time we have a day off." He rubbed his back, saying, "Don't cry, your eyes will be swollen when you go on stage."
Ling Yin had never felt so petty before. He was envious to the point of gnashing his teeth, wishing he could throw this worthless crybaby back to his own team. Why did he have to let Qu Xing wipe his tears, why did he have to be so gently coaxed by him? Was it just because he was a support?
Jiang Lin continued, "I feel like he loves you more than you do."
Ling Yin: “…”
Jiang Lin sighed, "This is a true fan."
Jiang Lin: "I just saw a star-shaped pattern on his bag. He must have printed it himself."
Ling Yin had no expression on his face: "What is Baji?"
"Tsk." Jiang Lin said, "You don't understand. Forget it."
Ling Yin watched for a while, finally unable to bear it any longer. Regardless of his own status, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Qu Xing and walked away. Xiao Meihua's face went blank, and the tissue stained with his tears fell to the ground. Then he watched helplessly as his idol was dragged away by the God of Wind.
Qu Xing was confused, but did not resist at all: "What's wrong, Brother Ling?"
Qu Xing felt the hand on his wrist tighten. When he reached an aisle, Ling Yin suddenly stopped.
What is this doing?
Ling Yin suddenly realized that he had been letting his emotions control him too much.
But he just couldn't control it.
Qu Xing saw Ling Yin's face, half turned to the side, his eyes a little dazed, his brows furrowed slightly before relaxing. Suddenly, he couldn't care less and hurriedly stepped forward to hold Ling Yin's face. "What's wrong? What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Or did something happen in the lounge?"
He looked into Ling Yin's eyes: "What's wrong with suddenly pulling me over?"
Ling Yin said nothing, just watching him quietly. Seeing Qu Xing's genuine anxiety, he suddenly felt that his emotions were indeed unreasonable. It was obvious that he had always held a special place in Qu Xing's heart, but he was too greedy to even want to share that little bit with others.
What does it mean to divide it out?
Could this be his?
Seeing Ling Yin frowning again, Qu Xing felt his heart twist as well. He raised his hand anxiously to touch him: "Ouch, you..."
Ling Yin suddenly raised his hands and hugged him.
The last time they hugged was when Qu Xing was suspected of being ill. Suddenly surrounded by his warmth and delicate fragrance, Qu Xing forgot what he was doing for a moment. After a while, he said, "Wind God..."
Ling Yin's gentle voice rang in his ears: "I'm just a little jealous of him."
Qu Xing suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him.
Afraid that he would be frightened, Ling Yin added: "I'm also your fan."
Qu Xing nodded and really wanted to ask, "Would you accept to kiss your idol?"
Qu Xing: "Do you want me to wipe your tears too?"
Ling Yin: “Yeah.”
Qu Xing laughed out loud: "You cry first, how can I wipe your tears without them?"
If he really did cry—though he knew he definitely wouldn't—Qu Xing didn't think he'd wipe it off. He might just kiss him. He could even imagine that scene. Ling Yin probably wouldn't push him away immediately. If she accepted it, they would enter a very exciting relationship. If she reacted after a while and found she couldn't accept it, she probably wouldn't do anything to him. It might just be a little awkward.
But he was so consumed by the urge to kiss him all over that he felt awkwardness was nothing. Qu Xing began to anticipate: "Cry quickly, cry quickly."
"You're crying for nothing?" Ling Yin smiled, turned him around, and pushed him a few steps: "It's time to start."
When Xiao Meihua went out, she looked a little dazed for some reason.
Jiang Lin walked over worriedly, his guilt casually saying, "I just told him you two are a couple, and he's like this. But isn't it known to the whole world that you two are a couple?"
Ling Yin glanced at Xiao Meihua and gave Jiang Lin an approving look.
Jiang Lin understood and secretly gave a thumbs up.
He Weichen and Le Anyi's "debate" was completely meaningless because no one followed their ideas. The opening ceremony required both dancing and singing, and with 16 teams competing, each had very little time. The colorful lights flashed, and then they said hello and it was over.
UNG and DL were placed last, with the two teams making their final appearances.
While waiting to go on stage, Captain Upper waved over: "Hello, Xingxing."
Ling Yin "inadvertently" moved a step and blocked Qu Xing's entire body.
upper: “?”
Ling Yin ignored the prodding from behind and stood still.
Qu Xing poked with both hands alternately.
Ling Yin grabbed his hand: "Don't move."
Qu Xing looked at the hand that was grabbed: "..."
He swore that if Ling Yin did this again next time, he would really kiss her.
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