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After Ren Jian and Zhou Guanshan finished chatting, he subconsciously raised his head and looked around the whole box to find Yu Qinghuan.

There was chaos in the box, and everyone was not in their original positions. After searching twice, they saw Yu Qinghuan in the corner.

Yu Qinghuan sat there blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, Yu Qinghuan seemed to sense something, raised his head to look over, and met Ren Jian.

Ren Jian coughed lightly, and quickly looked away, his heart was full of panic when he was peeking at the discovery.

Unexpectedly, Yu Qinghuan actually stood up, walked over, and sat down beside Ren Jian.

"Toast to you, thank you for comforting me in the bathroom." Yu Qinghuan raised the cup and smiled.

Ren Jian saw that his eyes were a little red, and asked, "Are your eyes okay?"

Yu Qinghuan said, "Don't worry, it's alright."

"It's fine." Ren Jian also held up his wine glass, clinking glasses with Yu Qinghuan, and drank them all.

Yu Qinghuan drank a lot of wine, his cheeks were flushed, and although his eyes were a little loose, he kept staring at Ren Jian, looking like he couldn't see enough.

Ren Jian smiled and asked, "What? Is there something on my face?"

Yu Qinghuan nodded as he poured his own wine.

"Huh? What?" Ren Jian subconsciously touched his cheek.

Yu Qing laughed happily, his smile seemed a little silly: "Handsome."

"..." Ren Jian asked, "How much did you drink? Are you drunk?"

Yu Qinghuan shook his head and repeatedly denied: "Not much, not drunk yet, let me tell you, I met my aunt before I came to the TKOW team."

"Huh?" Ren Jian was taken aback, "My mother?"

Yu Qinghuan nodded: "She told me something about your past. During your tenure, how did you get through those days? It's... It's really uncomfortable, right? Qualification, longing to be looked at one more time but don’t know what to do, how to endure it?”

Yu Qinghuan said, his body suddenly swayed forward, almost fell, and he was so frightened that he stretched out his hand to help him: "You are a little drunk."

"I'm not drunk." Yu Qinghuan repeated stubbornly, "How did you get through that time? Tell me, tell me."

Ren Jian smiled helplessly, and he said, "I didn't get through it, I met you."

Yu Qinghuan was stunned for a while, then raised his head and looked at Ren Jian.

Ren Jian saw that he was so drunk that he couldn't articulate, but he was still pestering himself to ask questions, and he inevitably began to have some ideas.

For example, one day in the future, if you really can turn someone into bed and make him half-drunk, will you also pester yourself to ask this and that, or when you are under your body, say whatever you want?

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Ren Jian suddenly coughed dryly, and then drank a few sips of wine uncomfortably to moisten his throat. At this time, Yu Qinghuan spoke again, he lowered his eyes, and muttered sadly: "Indeed, you met me at that time, but you still I met a lot of people, not just me."

"But some people are special and they exist differently." Ren Jian looked at Yu Qinghuan and said seriously.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Ren Jian finished speaking, Yu Qinghuan's eyes suddenly turned red, and he stood up in a panic: "I seem to be a little drunk, so I need to go to the bathroom."

After speaking, Yu Qinghuan rushed back to the bathroom without hesitation. He turned on the faucet, took a handful of cold water and splashed it on his face. His eyes hurt again, and they were sore and sore, which might be a side effect of the previous bottle of eye drops. It hasn't completely subsided.

But it could also be because: some people are special.

And he wasn't among them.

Knowing that this group of people would definitely not be able to train the next day after drinking, the coach gave them a half-day leave, so the six people did not gather in the training room until the evening.

However, even at night, one by one was still full of hangover depression.

Gu Zhizhi walked into the training room while knocking his head: "Headache, damn, I actually drank a lot last night, I can't remember a lot of things, I seem to have done a big thing! But I can't remember what it was, MD, headache."

Jiang Haohan also slumped on the gaming chair: "Drinking hurts your health."

Chen Mo's alcohol intake is relatively good, and he drank less yesterday. He is quite sober now. Seeing that none of them are in high spirits, he simply played Rank silently.

Due to physical problems, the captain didn't drink alcohol last night. Holding a thermos cup, he said the truth of the world: "Drink more hot water."

Ren Jian sat on the gaming chair, tilted his head and asked Yu Qinghuan, "Are your eyes okay?"

Yu Qinghuan nodded: "It's all right."

"Turn your head around and let me take a look." Ren Jian extended his hand to Yu Qinghuan.

"It's really okay." Yu Qinghuan tilted his head and avoided it deliberately.

"..." Ren Jian's hand froze awkwardly in the air, and he had to withdraw silently, "Okay."

At this moment, the coach walked into the training room and called out the captain Hey.

The two came to the conference room, and the coach said, "There is still more than a month before the S game this year. How are you?"

Hey smiled helplessly, didn't answer directly, just asked: "Have you been grouped?"

The coach nodded: "We and the No. 1 seed team in the LCS division are divided into one division."

Hey said: "That's okay, we have always restrained the LCS division, but we really can't ask for the first place in the group stage to qualify as before."

Coach: "The starting lineup?"

Hey thought for a while: "Let Qing Huan join him. He has no experience in competitions, and he has few rivals in the group stage, so he can just sharpen it."

The coach also agreed with Hey's statement, nodded, and then asked Hey, "Where do you think we can go this year? The finals? The semi-finals?"

Hey shook his head: "I don't know, I only know that we are no longer the dream-killing team that everyone talks about, we will lose, we will stop in the finals, the semi-finals, and even the semi-finals, and finally we will end up with a curse. The pressure is getting heavier every year.”

The coach sighed, but heard Hey laugh.

"But we're still going to play and try to win every game."

"Desire to win the championship, standing on the top overlooking the so-called competitive charm."