Bu Yao: "…"

Lu Yan: "..."

Breaking: "..."

He Xiaopang: "..."

Caicai: "…"

Sure enough, turning off the live broadcast in time is the right choice.

A and something like A are all illusions. This guy can only be a wife slave and can't turn over.

On Sunday afternoon, a group of people were urged by He Xiaopang to board the bus and headed to Tong City E-sports Center as usual.

According to the current points ranking, the final game will have little impact on them, and they will enter the playoffs steadily.

Therefore, they were not nervous at all, and the atmosphere in the car was as cheerful as ever.

He Xiaopang shouted: "End breakfast and get off work early, and invite you out to dinner tonight."

"Then can we drink?" Jiang Jiang asked excitedly.

Things like tobacco and alcohol affect the central nervous system and will reduce the reaction speed. He Xiaopang usually does not let them get involved, and they are also conscious of it.

"If you win, you can make an exception. If you lose, you can sit and have a meal for me." He Xiaopang said.

Bu Yao searched the sleepwalking team's record and found that they had hardly won the regular season.

So He Xiaopang's words were already telling them that they could drink.

She glanced at Lu Yan and suddenly asked him: "Do you smoke or drink?"

After being together for so long, he seems to have no other hobbies except flirting.

Lu Yan's answer was still as willful as ever: "It depends on the mood."

"What do you think of getting drunk?" Bu Yao asked again.

"have no idea."

Then he heard her chuckling.

"What are you laughing at? Do you want to plot against me while I am drunk?" Lu Yan glanced at her, with a lazy smile on the corner of his lips.

Bu Yao shook his head, "I'm just thinking about it. Will you be more silly after you get drunk?"

Lu Yan: "..."

After a few seconds, she muttered again: "It may also be even more sexy."

Lu Yan: "..." Mom is mentally retarded.

They arrived at the e-sports center an hour in advance, sat in the lounge watching the review, watching the review, and occasionally communicating their ideas and tactics without disturbing each other.

"I'll go to the bathroom." Jiang Jiang greeted them and stood up and went out.

At the same time, the door to the lounge opposite opened immediately, and someone he was very familiar with came out.

Reincarnation.

He was thinner than before, his facial contour was a little tougher, and his uniform was zippered open, making him look a little listless and unable to lift.

Jiang Jiang looked at him, and he also stared at Jiang Jiang. His eyes met for a moment. The corners of his lips finally curled and said, "Long time no see."

Jiang Jiang couldn't laugh, especially when he saw his current appearance.

It's been a long time since he and him. In the past two seasons, he has played less and less often, so few that he almost thought he had retired.

Jiang Jiang moved his lips and finally replied to him: "Long time no see."

Then he walked side by side in the bathroom, and took out the cigarette box carefully, took one of it himself and handed it to him.

Jiang Jiang subconsciously wanted to take it, but he stopped halfway through his hand. He was stunned for a moment before smiling apologetically: "I won't suck now."

He didn't force himself, and then took the cigarette back into his pocket and looked at him, saying, "You are getting better and better."

After a pause, he continued, "Not like me."

Jiang Jiang didn't answer and didn't know what to say. He chose the road himself. He had to know whether it was thorns everywhere or flat all the way.
Chapter completed!