The e-sports god takes it home

Chapter 929 The game is still fun
As an old dog who has been in Station D for many years, there is no such thing as a difference between Chinese and Western cultures at Freestyle. He can understand Lemon's mood when he is urged to marry, and he even gloats and booed: "No way. Sister Lemon, you, a girl, can't find a partner in the e-sports industry where there are more wolves and less flesh? It's a joke, isn't it?"

"Because you're all gay." Lemon glanced at him in disgust, turned around and walked downstairs, and at the same time said hard-heartedly: "Didn't you ask for water? I'll bring you a bottle?"

"Why is this so embarrassing? You will be struck by lightning if you call a beautiful sister." The other teammates are serious and crooked. They can't speak Northeast dialect and can't understand station D, so Freestyle likes to chat with Lemon when he has nothing to do. He followed Lemon like a little tail, asking questions in fluent Mandarin, and his desire to gossip was burning.

"Even if I'm gay, there should be a few old and ugly straight guys in the league who haven't been gay by me, so you still have a choice, and you gave up looking for a partner on your own initiative!" Freestyle said in Mandarin Not only fluent, but also fast, chattering behind people is louder than a hundred ducks, "So why did you give up on finding a partner? Is the game too fun? Are those people too straight? Or You still have him hidden in your heart?"

Lemon had just escaped from his own mother's spell, and it fell into Freestyle's hands when she came back. She took out a bottle of water from the refrigerator, and for a moment she wanted to hit his forehead directly and knock him out. .

Considering that there will be a competition in a few days, Lemon finally couldn't do it. After handing him the water, he took another bottle for himself, unscrewed the bottle cap and took two sips before saying: "You are really right. .”

Freestyle: "Huh? So the game is too fun? Those guys are so straight? That you lost the idea of ​​​​being in love?"

"No." Lemon shook his head, saying nothing surprising: "It's because of him in my heart."

Freestyle: "!!!" Oh my god what did I hear?
The famous Yasha of their RMB team actually still has him in their hearts!

This person should be ranked alongside Xu Xian who plays snakes, Dong Yong who plays immortals, and Ning Caichen who plays ghosts!

Before Lemon's story could be told, Freestyle made a pause gesture, looked around and said, "Wait a minute, don't tell me yet!"

Then this guy turned around and went to move a small bench. By the way, he collected a lot of snacks, including everything from cola popcorn to half of the watermelon.

Freestyle sat upright on the small bench, holding a spoon in his right hand and a melon in his left, and said with a look of readiness: "Okay, you can start."

Lemon: "..."

She wants to hit someone.

She folded her arms around her chest, leaning her back against the door of the refrigerator and said, "Actually, there's nothing to say. It's just that I had a crush on a good-looking little brother when I was in school. Knowing that he likes to play games, I went to play secretly. From man-machine training to matchmaking, from matching training to ranking, I think that if one day he pulls me to play games, don't hold him back."

"And then? Did he invite you? Could it be that he changed schools before he could be invited?" Freestyle dug a large spoonful of watermelon, but his brain hole was bigger than the empty watermelon hole, "Then you two Since then, we have lost contact, and the young man has become a thorn in your throat, unable to spit out or swallow, and you have given up the game since then, sealing up your account together with your memory."

"Until a few years later, you accidentally watched a game and found that the one you never forgot was on that field and became a professional player, so you logged in to the game account again, regained the enthusiasm for playing games, and practiced crazily. Skills are only for the purpose of becoming a professional player and playing against him, but after you have exhausted yourself to become a professional player and enter the e-sports circle..."

Speaking of this, Freestyle paused, sighed and said with a heavy face: "After you worked hard to become a professional player and entered the e-sports circle, you will find out that out of ten players, nine are gay... and your male God is also a member of this group of gays. You have spent several years, with your own hard work and sweat, entered the e-sports circle, only to find out that he is gay. Let alone playing games, you even want to play games with him. , Since then, you have been disappointed in love, and you have become the current frigid appearance."

Freestyle clicked his lips repeatedly, and was very satisfied with the story he made up. "It's too miserable, Miss Lemon, why don't you go to Hero next door to get Lily, so that the Beauty contestant is mine, and we will benefit from each other and cooperate for a win-win situation."

Lemon: "..." So the last sentence is the point?
"Don't interrupt." Lemon rolled his eyes at him, and said with a noble and cold face: "Occasionally, he invited me by mistake, and I went in, and then I found out that the fucking dish is better than a dozen, You know I can't tolerate sand in my eyes, I sprayed him for a whole round and then deleted him, and since then I have avoided seeing him at school."

Lemon snorted coldly when he said this, "This story tells us that it's still fun to talk about a fart love."

Not only did that him fail to become a thorn stuck in her throat, making her unable to vomit or swallow, but instead she became the psychological shadow of him, which could not be dispelled and would not go away, like a shadow.

The melon in Freestyle's hand is about to be scared off, what else can he say?
Apart from being female, their Lemon sister exudes the aura of a steel straight man from top to bottom...

She deserves her mother solo!

"My story is over, what about yours?" Lemon tiptoed his bench leg.

"What story can I have?" It's just that I was rejected by Lu Meili in a fancy way... Freestyle has no face to tell her, so he can only say: "There are quite a lot of people in the opening ceremony, and the team next to us is the Win team Among them, there is an uncle who is quite nice, and immediately added me on WeChat when he heard that I speak Northeast dialect."

"Uncle?" Lemon was confused.

Freestyle: "The one with fried hair is more rebellious than Einstein, the one with stubble on his chin, and the one with wrinkled face when he smiles..."

He gestured while talking, leaving Lemon speechless: "Fuck you, that's Win's current head coach."

"Oh..." The Freestyle player spent all his spare time watching Lu Yan, and didn't pay much attention to Win and others, so he took out his phone casually, shook her and said, "Then do you want his WeChat? "

"Why do I want that?" Lemon waved his hand, turned his head and was about to leave, "It's like we're going to use a beauty trick to deceive them."

"Forgive me straight man, the word beauty trick is used to describe you..." Freestyle thought for a moment, then said cautiously: "Isn't it a bit too shameless?"

Lemon: "...Do you want to die? Solo two from the Mohist institution?"

(End of this chapter)