Chapter 60
That night, He Weichen requisitioned Jiang Lin's AD carry. Qu Xing played with him, switching heroes and styles until 2:30, and He Weichen became more and more energetic with each practice.
He Weichen: "Come again!"
"Yeah." Qu Xing swiped his mouse, about to start another game, when a hand came up from behind, forcibly grasped his hand, and turned off the game.
"Go to sleep." Ling Yin grabbed Qu Xing's hand and interlocked their fingers, then turned sideways and said with a smile, "It's too late. Let's practice tomorrow."
He Weichen's body stiffened, and he tilted his head slightly to look at Ling Yin.
“…”
He recognized this smile, it was usually seen when one was angry.
He was silent for a moment, then turned his head back smoothly, trying to avoid any creaking of bones rubbing against each other. He reached out to turn off the computer.
Ling Yin pulled people out of the training room.
Qu Xing realized belatedly and said, "I'm a little sleepy."
He blinked, moved forward, put himself in Ling Yin's arms, and used the force to move forward.
"If you keep walking like this, I'll carry you." Ling Yin led his men around the elevator and went up the stairs - to avoid entering the elevator with He Weichen.
Ling Yin: "You're so sleepy but you're still practicing with him so late."
Qu Xing blinked his sleepy eyelids: "?"
He raised his eyelids, looked at him sideways, and said with a smile: "No way, brother——"
Ling Yin didn't look at him and raised the corners of his mouth.
Qu Xing took a step forward and turned around to block him: "You can be jealous of this."
Without waiting for Ling Yin to answer, Qu Xing smiled and moved closer. Taking advantage of his height, he sniffed from the hair on top of his head to the side of his face: "Smells so good! Even the jealousy of the beautiful captain smells so good."
His nose gently brushed across her cheek, causing a slight tickle. Ling Yin turned her amused gaze towards him and said directly, "I'm just jealous of those who can play solo with you every day."
Qu Xing looked at him with curved eyes: "You look so beautiful when you are jealous."
Even though he was sleepy, the light in his eyes couldn't be blocked, as if it were magical. Thinking of how this stubborn He Weichen was coaxed into submission by Qu Xing, Ling Yin laughed and said, "You seem more suitable to be the captain than me."
"Yeah." Qu Xing touched his face and said, "You're just a pretty face with a name but no real work."
Ling Yin was not ashamed at all: "What?"
"Nothing." Qu Xing turned around and took his hand and walked up: "I won't ban you. You are still our handsome, gentle and great captain."
In order to let the two of them go ahead, He Weichen even lingered for a while downstairs. Unexpectedly, he ran into them at the stairs again and happened to hear Qu Xing's comments.
I'd vaguely heard this before, four months ago. Strangely enough, hearing the word "gentle" applied to Ling Yin back then was like a bolt of lightning. Now, it felt perfectly natural.
He Weichen glanced at the two men silently, tried to blend into the wall of the corridor, and slipped into the room without looking around.
love.
It's so scary.
To change a person beyond recognition.
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"Tomorrow's best-of-five match, I'll emphasize once again the important things to keep in mind," Zhao Hui said. "Even though we're not a team like UNG, they're still strong. You never know when they might suddenly get hot and crush you. Don't underestimate any opponent, and don't think a few mistakes are a big deal. Maintain strict discipline."
Zhao Hui said this and looked at He Weichen.
When Qu Xing chatted with He Weichen that day, he had already left work. He didn't know the reason, but he felt like he was possessed. He insisted on catching every detail during the review, and he wasn't stubborn anymore—or rather, he just didn't bother to pay attention. Zhao Hui didn't know why he felt this way, but it felt like he had suddenly attained enlightenment. He disdained to argue with mortals, and even gave him and Song Tianhua's earnest advice a tolerant look that said, "Alright, alright, you're both right."
But it doesn't matter. Judging from his performance over the past few days, a genius is a genius. Once he starts taking action, he has made slight progress so quickly. I can't envy him enough.
"Of course, we can't be timid. We must be good at seizing opportunities, dare to fight, and show the momentum of being able to do it all -" Zhao Hui paused again, thinking that the five of them seemed to have this posture except for the top laner.
Zhao Hui: “…”
These words were like the teacher's instructions before every monthly exam in high school. No one was listening. The five of them were talking to each other. Only Qu Xing would look up from time to time, give him a casual smile, and then turn back to continue talking.
"Forget it." Zhao Hui coughed and put his hands in his trouser pockets, ready to leave work: "Good luck tomorrow."
Qu Xing said from behind: "Go to bed early, Brother Hui~"
"Hmm~" Zhao Hui waved his hand.
Xingxing is an angel, and those brats just ignore him.
Oh.
The opponent in this BO5 was indeed not that strong, and the first two games were still easily won by relying on the huge advantage in the mid and bottom. In the third game, the lineup options were limited, and the focus shifted to the mid and jungle.
Although Zhao Hui knew that He Weichen was not that unreliable in most cases, he was still worried and warned, "Be careful."
He Weichen: "I know."
As usual, He Weichen calculated the CD time of several opponents' skills in his mind so that he could find an opportunity at the right time.
He went to the bottom lane first and started a fight. Qu Xing didn't even need him, as he went to hold the bottom tower, threw a basic attack, and Qu Xing got the first blood. The bottom lane advantage expanded.
After counterattacking several groups of junglers, He Weichen cleared all the way up and ran to the top lane to cause trouble.
Le Anyi was already annoyed by being poked by Fiora. After receiving the signal from He Weichen, he deliberately moved slowly towards the river, revealing his weakness to Fiora.
"I'll slow him down, and you go ahead." Le Anyi said.
As she spoke, Fiora used her Q, and Le Anyi countered with Volcano Rush to slow down Fiora. He Weichen wanted to attack in a split second, but suddenly a stab hit his head, and then he realized that Fiora still had a W in her hand that could block Le Anyi's E.
At the moment of dilemma, Fiora misjudged the timing of Le Anyi's E skill and cast W in vain.
He Weichen quickly seized the opportunity and rushed out of the triangle grass without hesitation, blocking his retreat between the Sword Lady and the defensive tower.
He continued to slow down Le Anyi, and used several skills to force Sword Lady to give up her flash, and then predicted Sword Lady's flash position to add damage. Only then did Le Anyi give up his E skill and cooperated with He Weichen to complete the kill.
Le Anyi: "Fuck, luckily he made a mistake."
One minute before the pioneer resource point, DL's bottom lane had already switched to the top lane, and Le Anyi was walking down.
He Weichen emerged from the bottom lane river, judging he was ready to go, and was about to charge, waiting for Le Anyi to arrive and take damage in a few seconds. Just as he was about to unleash his skill, a sudden flashback of him using a support skill during his solo with Qu Xing popped up in his mind. He stopped dead in his tracks, turned around, and danced back in place.
The assistant was tricked into using his ultimate skill: "Fuck, so cunning."
At the same time as He Weichen turned around and landed in position, Qu Xing also sent a signal.
Qu Xing: “Puff.”
He sent the signal a little late. If He Weichen hadn't reacted in time, he would probably have died.
"Why are you laughing, Xingxing? We're playing a game." Le Anyi asked curiously.
Qu Xing said seriously: "It's okay."
The third game took a little longer, but we still won.
Le Anyi returned to the lounge and started yelling, "I'm reporting Xingxing for being distracted during the game!"
He Weichen: "..."
Zhao Hui wondered, "What's wrong?"
Le Anyi: "He suddenly started laughing while competing." He grabbed Qu Xing and rubbed him left and right: "Really? Was he distracted? You can't just rely on your good brain to think about other things during the competition. Brother Hui, you have to punish him when you get back."
"Hey." Qu Xing broke free from him and ran to the computer to play the video for him: "Come and see."
He Weichen: "..."
He ran to the other side of the lounge and covered his face.
Time froze at 14 minutes and 3 seconds. Lee Sin emerged from the bottom lane river alone, facing the bottom lane duo. Suddenly, Lee Sin froze in place, spun around, and scurried back into the jungle. His ultimate swung from behind, brushing against Lee Sin's back hairs and nearly catching him.
It's both embarrassing and funny.
"Pfft..." Le Anyi burst out laughing: "Hahahahahahahahahahaha He Weichen hahahahahahahahahaha."
Jiang Lin squeezed over and asked, "What's going on? What happened to He Weichen?"
Le Anyi rewound a few seconds and showed it to him again.
The coaching staff had already laughed backstage during the match, but they still leaned in to watch. A group of people gathered around the poor Lee Sin with BlazeID on his head, laughing uncontrollably.
He Weichen's image was completely ruined. Fortunately, he was asked to be interviewed today. He lowered his head, shyly packed his bag, and quickly slipped out of the lounge.
Ling Yin looked at the group from behind.
He didn't think He Weichen was funny, he just thought his Xingxing was amazing, as he could train someone like this in just a few days.
He looked at Qu Xing.
He leaned against the table, his eyes curved, his face calm, as if he didn't even consider this a surprising change. Just like his usual seemingly illogical moves in competition, helping someone break through the circle defined by talent was a simple matter for him.
It’s so “simple”, but only his stars can do it.
He is God.
The gaze beside me is too hot.
Qu Xing tilted his head to look at him, his heart skipping a beat. For a moment, he seemed to see the indifference that had always lingered in his eyes disappear. He unconsciously held his breath. After reacting, he blinked and whispered, "What's wrong, brother?"
Ling Yin smiled, raised her hand, and poked him in the lower back.
"Ah!" Qu Xing jumped forward, rubbed his lower back, turned around, and poked his abdominal muscles with both hands alternately: "Ling Yin, are you sick for poking me so suddenly!"
Zhou Si smiled at the two of them and pulled Qu Xing over to protect him: "Don't bully my baby AD."
"I'm not bullying you." Ling Yin pulled the man back and rubbed him, tilting his head and whispering, "I just wanted to confirm that you're real."
"What?" Qu Xing was confused and looked up at him.
"How can there be such a perfect person?" Ling Yin said, his hand still on his lower back. He poked it again, causing a sharp, tingling pain. Qu Xing almost jumped up again.
His bright eyes curved, and he gritted his teeth as he placed his hands on Ling Yin's waist: "What should I do then? It's so perfect that I need you to bully me to confirm it's true..."
He said as he gave her a hard pinch: "I think you're perfect too, give me a pinch."
Ling Yin groaned, then bent over with a smile: "No, I was wrong."
"What do you mean you're wrong?" Qu Xing pushed her into a corner, and secretly reached over to pinch Ling Yin's butt. He successfully earned the beauty's expression of suddenly widening her eyes. Satisfied, he withdrew his hand and turned around seriously: "Okay, I forgive you."
Ling Yin: “…”
Zhou Si kindly led the man over and looked at Ling Yin's expression: "What did you do to make him look like that?"
Qu Xing turned around to admire him, but Ling Yin had already calmed down and was looking at him with a slight smile.
"Beat him." Qu Xing waved his fist.
There was silence for a second.
Ling Yin curled his lips, opened his mouth, and uttered a condescending remark that was three parts disdain, three parts coldness, and four parts ambiguous:
"Oh."
Qu Xing paused: “?”
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