The e-sports god is set up by others

Chapter 175 Lu Ziye: If I cry again, I will kiss you, believe it or not?

The last game came to an end.

AOG ranked first in points and the number of heads in the game.

Take No.1.

The fans in the front row were holding DSB banners and lights in their hands, but they burst into tears uncontrollably because of one person.

They were all Gu Lin's fans.

This man has been in the game for six years, and once dominated the entire e-sports circle. When his popularity reached its peak, he was no less than Crazy two years ago.

The fans in the front row couldn't help crying and asked him.

"Gu Shen, what happened to your hand?"

"Gu Shen, you didn't play match-fixing, you were just injured, right?"

"Gu Shen, what are you doing? You don't want to retire, do you?"

Thinking of this possibility, several fans threw away their aids and covered their lips in disbelief.

Gu Lin stood up, and the commentator handed him the microphone as expected.

No matter what the outside world thinks, those who are familiar with Gu Lin in the circle will know it.

This man is proud, and he never bends his waist.

"I'm a person who never likes to say anything."

"It's been so long, you should all know that I'm a taciturn and boring person. The most comments I've seen in the past six years should describe me as... an old bastard, right?"

Most of the fans at the scene said that they were amused to laugh out loud.

Such a handsome and peerless handsome guy was described by them as a bastard.

Lu Ziye couldn't help it anymore, "Grass, is this his retirement speech or a cross talk?"

The little girl glared at him with red eyes, "Shut up!"

"..."

The young master let out a hey, "How dare you..."

After a pause, "Okay, I'll shut up."

The black hair on Gu Lin's forehead was wet with cold sweat, he didn't care at all, and no one thought he was embarrassed.

"I also think that it does look like an old bastard."

The smiles of the audience gradually disappeared.

The huge venue was silent, only the man's cold and hoarse voice was heard.

"The skin is cracked, and I have witnessed the old and new exchanges in the circle."

He is an old man who has been in the game for six years. He has seen too many players of all kinds. He stepped in with enthusiasm and left sadly.

"My eyes are dull because of injuries from the game."

When he learned of his hand injury, this man was no more sad than anyone else.

He was taciturn and could only hide himself in his shell behind everyone's back, licking his wounds alone.

"Being traumatized, experiencing the wind and frost brought about by the cyber storm."

The faces of the people present changed, and they flushed red with guilt.

Just before this game, or now, he is still experiencing this grand online violence.

"Now that there are new injuries on the face, recalling the past, I still choose the last battle."

The cold and aloof man summed up his six years in the e-sports circle in just a few words.

He didn't explain why he left RED, nor did he explain whether he played match-fixing.

Too much is not important to him anymore.

His youth is over.

He suddenly took out a banner covered in muddy footprints from his pocket.

"This is the only one I saw today, and it belongs to me."

Then, he made an unbelievable move.

He kissed the footprint-strewn banner.

"Thank you."

The girl stared blankly at the big screen until she saw the familiar banner.

She threw it on the ground.

She went from bursting into tears to breaking down and crying.

"I liked him for six years, a full six years."

"I regret it, I went back to find it, I really went back."

"But I can't find it...the banner is missing."

Everyone looked at her like a fool and burst into tears.

The slender man bowed deeply to the tens of thousands of people present.

"Thank you for your company, Jianghu is gone."

Only then did everyone realize it.

This man who has appeared on the court without interruption for six consecutive years.

A PEL who has gotten used to his presence.

From now on, there will be no such player as Gu Lin.

……

After Gu Lin stepped down, countless reporters walked over with their cameras on their shoulders. They kept asking questions that Gu Lin deliberately avoided.

Why did you leave RED?

Gu Lin smiled, probably to save the last decency for each of them.

Why join AOG?

They had expected that Gu Lin would not answer this question, but they did not expect it.

He stopped and suddenly faced the camera.

He showed a face that melted from ice and snow, with an indescribable tenderness.

"I want to accompany my child and watch him grow up with my own eyes."

"!!!"

Gu Lin's words ignited an uproar.

Indirectly revealed the most puzzling question in the past six years.

Why doesn't Gu Lin have a girlfriend?

"Kid? Is it Smoke?"

The man said nothing, rejecting all responses.

……

Lu Ziye was worried.

It was the first time for the little girl to witness the retirement with her own eyes, and she cried and convulsed, looking like a pitiful little girl.

No matter how he coaxed him, it was useless.

The eldest young master guarded the little girl, holding a tissue and kept wiping her tears.

He lowered his head and coaxed her, "Yanyan, stop crying, okay..."

The little girl looked at him with tears in her eyes, and said sobbingly.

"Wipe your nose too, the snot is about to fall out..."

Lu Ziye: "..."

He wiped the little girl's nose clumsily, the tip of the small and delicate nose was bright red.

Lu Ziye poked her head, "I don't cry anymore, why are you still crying?"

The little girl was poked on the head by him and hit the wall with a bang.

The small mouth shrunk, tears welled up, and she looked at him aggrievedly.

Lu Ziye: "My brother is wrong."

He quickly reached out to rub his ancestor's little head.

In the end, there was really no other way, and the eldest young master narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Cry again and I'll kiss you, believe it or not?"

The little girl shuddered.

Lu Ziye: "..."

On the contrary, the young master felt a little wronged.

I serve my little ancestor like a grandson, so why am I still afraid of myself.

"You are so afraid that you make your brother lose face, do you know?"

The little girl rubbed her eyes, her moist pupils were like glass beads.

She hummed softly and said, "Then take it easy..."

Now it was the young master's turn to be dumbfounded.

He was full of astonishment, only feeling that the surprise was a bit too sudden.

"Agree to my brother kissing you?"

The little girl looked around, but there was no one else in the stairwell.

She gently turned her eyes away, not daring to look directly at the young master, her long eyelashes trembling.

With a soft voice, "If you're gentle, I'll give you a kiss."

Lu Ziye carried the little girl up the stairs with some amusement.

Looking at her at the same level: "Are you afraid of pain if you kiss?"

The little girl nodded heavily, and looked at him with some complaints.

"Well, your kiss hurts."

The young master's face froze slightly, no matter what he heard, something was wrong.

His eyes gradually darkened, as if he was trying his best to restrain the fierce emotions in his body.

With a hoarse voice, he asked, "Who kisses without pain?"

The little girl's eyes were clear, and she pointed at herself with her little finger.

"I."

"..."

The young master was stunned for a full three seconds, and couldn't hold back a muffled laugh, his chest trembling.

The little girl glared at him fiercely, "What are you laughing at?!"

Lu Ziye rubbed her little head.

"Come on then."

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　　The explosion is over~ woo woo woo woo, Yuanyuan is exhausted after staying up for a few days and nights woo woo woo QAQ
　　Thanks to the babies who supported after the launch, hug each other~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)