The first shooter, he was reborn [Esports]

"Wash, take a bath..."

Cheng Che looked up at him with drunkenness in his eyes.

Lin Xingling lingered on the spot for a long time, finally nodded in agreement, stretched out his arms to hug him, "Well, take a shower, I'll take you to take a shower... Be good, get up first."

Isn't it just helping the child take a bath... what can there be.

Who knew that Cheng Che would contradict what he said, and was very uncooperative: "No, no... Hiccup, hey, no..."

Lin Xingling:?

It is too naive of me to expect a drunken wine Mengzi to keep his promise with me.

"I promised to take a bath, so get up quickly."

After hearing what he said, Cheng Che simply lay down on the ground, rolling all over the ground with his feet in the air.

Jiu Jiner is very happy.

Lin Xingling stretched out his hand towards him, putting on a serious look, "Get up, hurry up, I'll count to three."

"...Aww." Cheng Che got up and hugged his arm and bit his wrist with his mouth. He didn't use much force, and bit lightly as if playing a joke.

"Woooo... Hey..."

"Hey, let's go take a bath, shall we?" Lin Xingling stroked his hair with the other hand, "There are bubbles in the bath, and I will give you some fragrance."

Cheng Che didn't speak, and he didn't let go of his wrist.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

There was a soft knock on the door outside, and after it was over, Liu Yu's voice came from outside the door: "Captain, I squeezed some orange juice for Brother Che, remember to take it when you leave it at the door."

Lin Xingling responded, and before he could react, Cheng Che grabbed him and walked towards the door.

"Orange, orange juice! Drink... delicious... hiccup!"

Orange Juice Modo Modo!

what a kid...

When he opened the door, Cheng Che grabbed the cup and hugged him. Lin Xingling patted him on the shoulder amusedly, "No one will grab it from you, so don't worry."

Cheng Che shook his head, and solemnly handed him the cup, "Drink...Captain...Here, give Xingling a drink...Drink...Gulu Gulu..."

He couldn't say clearly, but at least he recognized who he was.

"Um... Mom... Thanks... Thank you um..."

...and it seems that I didn't recognize it.

"Hey, drink it, I'll take you to take a bath after drinking."

Lin Xingling supported him to sit on the swivel chair, put it away, stretched out his index finger and tapped the tip of his nose lightly.

Cheng Che drank orange juice with a straw in his mouth, and suddenly giggled, "You, you just... want, want to give me a bath... right?"

"..."

Lin Xingling had a headache.

My wrist hurts too.

I've seen many people get drunk, either uttering wild words, or being silent or crying, or just falling down unconscious.

If it's really not good, just sing, dance, drink and go crazy...or pour bitter water, like Liang Feng.

But I've never seen someone like Cheng Che who drank a lot of alcohol and turned into a child with a temper.

Pulling face, pulling hair, tearing clothes...

Lin Xingling was docile by nature, and when he was tortured hard, he just smiled helplessly, endured the discomfort and still took care of him.

It wasn't until Cheng Che got tired and drank orange juice in his arms that he had time to take out the medicine box and get a piece of waterproof plaster from inside to stick it on the recurring wrist.

After Cheng Che finished his orange juice and came over to ask for a hug, he carried him to the bathroom.

"Good boy, good boy, take a bath and sleep well?"

Cheng Che, who was in a fragmented state, said nothing, his face was terribly red.

Lin Xingling already liked him...

Ever since the kid read his name in the interview after winning the game for the first time in his previous life, he has been paying attention to him, and he also knows that he has been paying attention to himself.

After two years, the relationship between the two has been tepid, and they dare not approach each other.

Cheng Che just had too much filter on idols.

But Lin Xingling was worried, worried that his feelings for Cheng Che would make him distressed... After all, the child is just a simple fan of him.

Until the World Championship finals, both of them fell down the stairs... I probably died and was reborn three years ago, while Cheng Che probably survived under his protection.

Heaven and man are separated.

However, this is the beginning of a new life for myself.

And I also met 17-year-old Cheng Che, who is really cute...except after drinking.

"Wash, take a bath... hiccup... hehe..."

Lin Xingling looked at the child in his arms and smiled lightly.

If I can't be with you, then I will always be by your side.

Put a pool of water and take off your coat.

After changing the clothes he was wearing, Lin Xingling didn't look at anything, put his arms around the child's waist and put him into the bathtub. The water surface just covered his chest, and a thick layer of bubble bath salt foam floated on it.

Cheng Che happily sat in the bathtub and played with bubbles.

Lin Xingling "fully armed" took a bath towel and grabbed his arm to bathe him. After washing, he washed this side and the other side, rubbed his back, and asked the child to stand up and wash his legs by himself.

Dutiful scrubber.

Cheng Che murmured and didn't know what to say, because he was getting more and more drunk.

"Close your eyes and I'll wash your hair."

Lin Xingling looked into his eyes, closed them, and opened them. Cheng Che followed his example and closed his eyes.

He took the unkempt hair and drenched the child's hair with water, pressed the pump of the shampoo and pumped some into his palm, clasped his hands together a few times, and began to wash Cheng Che's hair.

Washed off with a dense pink foam.

"Ha...ah chirp..."

Cheng Che couldn't help sneezing.

Lin Xingling chuckled, "Be good, boy, wash off the foam and you can open your eyes."

"Well…"

Rinse off the foam on his hair, wash off the foam on his body... Lin Xingling took a dry towel and dried him, and helped him put on his pajamas and trousers.

It's really a child...

"Hey..." Cheng Che probably realized something, and covered his legs with his hands.

"No, I won't show it... Mom won't let me."

"Cough...okay, don't look at it, come on, take you back to sleep." Lin Xingling suppressed a smile.

Cheng Che happily flew into his arms, "Sleep, sleep! Hiccup~"

……

Dry the child's hair with a hair dryer, put it on the bed, wrap it in a blanket and settle it down... Lin Xingling took a paper towel from the paper box on the table and wiped the plaster on his left wrist.

This thing is really waterproof, and it is still tightly adhered, and there is no sign of loosening.

Turned on the phone and checked the time, it was 27:[-] in the morning.

...The labor pacesetters of the team did not dare to suffer so much.

After posting on Weibo and reposting the news that the team had won the KPL temporary seat, Lin Xingling turned off his phone... after thinking about it, he turned it on again.

He took a photo of the drunken Cheng Che.

"very nice."

The days are still long, take your time.

Turn off the incandescent lights in the room and turn on that night light.

"Sleep...sleep only if you hug me."

It was dark in the room, and the short-legged cuddle monster started acting like a monster again.

Lin Xingling let him squeeze into his arms, and patted him on the back as if to comfort him, "Okay, good boy, go to sleep, just sleep and you'll be fine."

It's strange that Cheng Che didn't say he was feeling bad after he was drunk, except for some rowdy people, everything else was quite worry-free(?).

"An... sleep, sleep..."

Cheng Che raised his hand to press his face and touched his earrings, smiling happily.

love earrings so much...

Lin Xingling closed his eyes, "Sweet dream."

At 3:49 in the morning, Lin Xingling was woken up by the child turning back and forth.

Cheng Che couldn't even speak clearly: "...uh... drink that... um... blah blah... um... drink, drink..."

But the purpose is clear: orange juice.

Lin Xingling rubbed his sleepy eyes and got up, got out of bed and went to the kitchen to squeeze orange juice.

"Grumbling..."

"zzzzzzz~"

After drinking it, he was finally safe.

……

At 4:34 in the morning, Lin Xingling was woken up by a child slapping his face.

Cheng Che was still the same Cheng Che who couldn't speak clearly: "Well... think, think..."

"Thinking about what?"

Lin Xingling didn't understand.

"...Mmm." The child didn't speak any more, just lifted the blanket and looked down at his legs.

Lin Xingling: ...

"Go to the toilet..."

Uneasy about letting him go alone, Lin Xingling had no choice but to get up again and take him to the bathroom. Cheng Che couldn't get out of the room, so he shook his head in pain, "Don't, don't look..."

"Ah."

"Shhhhhh..."

Lin Xingling whistled for a while with his back turned to him, very caring.

Back in the room, Cheng Che yawned.

"Headache... It hurts, it's hard, it's uncomfortable."

...dizzy, dizzy, blurred vision.

Lin Xingling stuffed him back into the wrapped blanket, "Go to sleep, you'll feel comfortable after sleeping."

……

At 5:16 in the morning, Lin Xingling woke up by himself, and Cheng Che beside him was gone... Just wondering, he turned his head and looked down, the child was sleeping soundly on the floor.

It should be that when he fell asleep, he wanted to go down to drink water, but he stepped over him and fell down accidentally. He foolishly didn't come up again, and fell asleep directly on the ground.

Really sleep well when encountering difficulties

He picked him up again and covered him with a blanket.

Children are really worrying...

"Gulu... Gululu..."

I slept so soundly, still snoring.

Lin Xingling sighed, hugged his bantam dumpling and continued to sleep.

"..."

"Um..."

He fell asleep in a daze, and woke up again at noon the next day... Cheng Che sat up and rubbed his eyes, the first thing he did was to check his phone.

11:32

What happened last night?

He had a severe headache and couldn't think of anything. He only remembered that he was sitting on the back of the electric car and followed Lin Xingling back...he didn't know anything else.

She feels fresh and refreshed, and she even changed into her pajamas... Well, I should have changed it myself.

I don't remember exactly.

what…

Cheng Che rubbed his eyes and looked around.

Lin Xingling's purple blanket was neatly folded by him and placed at the end of the bed, he got up and went out...

First turn on the phone to see if any contacts have sent any messages.

My father sent more than a dozen messages, all of which were undoubtedly for him to go home and read when he had time, which was a lot of compromise compared to blindly letting himself give up his e-sports career and go back to inherit the family business.

Unfortunately, Cheng Che did not forgive him.

That woman... will always be a thorn in the heart of both father and son.

Exit the chat interface and click on Weibo. There is a message on Weibo, which is a message sent by Aite, a person who follows each other. Cheng Che clicks in to see, it is TG's mid laner Lianrong.

The god of mid laners in the eyes of others, and the big brother Neptune in his eyes.

【TG-Lotus Paste】:

@DCT-Clear[heartbreak][heartbreak]…[heartbreak](×7)

"Share the song: "Unfortunately Not You""

(scheduled delivery: [-]:[-])

This fact is a masterpiece of the inner team members.

Lava is a homonym for love, "love" corresponds to "heart", [heartbreak] means that the jungler lava is not good; seven [heartbreak] refers to the shooter Qiqi;

…Except for Shangdan Youpeng who didn’t mention it, everything else was scolded.

This Weibo clearly reflects Brother Lian Rong's mood: rubbish teammates.

A group of his wife fans in the comment area below are supporting him.

There are also personal fans of those people who are connoted by him who are torn up below, but they are no match for the group of Hei Lianhua (the fans of Lian Rong are called), and the dogs who were scolded retreated like bereaved dogs.

The TG official blog didn't dare to talk to him either.

After all, the official blog has 300 million fans, and his fans have more than 800 million. There is no way.

Among the professional e-sports players in the entire KPL league, the only one who has more fans than him is Stars, with more than 100 million fans.

Cheng Che watched the comment area.

Sort by popularity, the first one is actually lava.

[TG-lava: Who is Clear?Isn't it just a little bitch stuttering who no one wants? 】

Cheng Che:? ? ?

The good mood of the whole day stops here.

After sweeping the former K-A champion team FG 50-[-] yesterday, Clear's fans have increased to more than [-], most of them are active fans.

But his Weibo interface is still as clean as a blank sheet of paper, not for a day.

Therefore, adhering to the belief that "we will be where Clear is mentioned", the little fans of Clear found Lian Rong here.

Look at the first post in the Weibo comment area, and laugh out loud.

What is Clear? It's a little stutter that no one wants?Good luck to all of us!

Clear's fans rushed lava's comments.

Chong is very friendly, just like a whole job.

【ha?Laughing dead, you really don't know that Clear is the head of the KPL league? 】

[Isn't Clear the training director? 】

[Don't you guys watch KPL? Clear is the commentary]

[Clear has already become the successor of tx, and your information is too behind.]

[Laughing to death, Clear has already gone to the LPL theater! 】

【Isn't Clear going to retire? 】

【bsa? Isn't Clear the referee of the organizing committee? 】

Cheng Che wanted to laugh when he saw it, but there were even more outrageous things below.

【Isn't Clear Thanos his son?People are going back to take over the universe]

[Clear has now become the light, we all desire to be the light]

[Sit up in shock while dying, Clear is actually me]

【Clear: I thank you all】

The black lotus of Lian Rong's family:? ? ?

Why are the fans of Clear's family painted so strangely?

Cheng Che's painting style is even more peculiar.

[DCT-Clear: wrnlm]

I □ □ your horse?

Everyone is confused.

After Cheng Che replied to such a comment, he turned off his phone in satisfaction, changed his clothes and got out of bed to wash up.

Skull hurts... thump my head.

In the living room, I saw Wu You and the others sitting on the sofa watching a Westward Journey movie. Cheng Che approached, "Morning, good morning."

Phantom: "Morning."

Wu You: "Morning, Brother Che is up?"

Thinking of his appearance last night, Liu Yan sneered, got up and went to the small kitchen: "Are you sober? I'll make you a cup of hangover tea."

Brother Feng is not here, he should be busy in the office... Lin Xingling is also not here, this is something he never expected.

Cheng Che sat down on the sofa in a daze and didn't speak.

When Liu Yu made tea and put it in front of him, he took a cup and drank it obediently.

Liu Yan smiled happily, "Brother Che, have you read Weibo? Lian Shen posted you on Weibo, which probably means that he thinks you are better than the members of their team."

"It's not Aite you~" Wu You, a living treasure, played a cheap game.

Liu Wei curled his lips and said ambitiously: "One day I will let him notice me and let him praise me as a very good mid laner."

"Hey..." Cheng Che nodded, "Yes, sure, let's play the KPL in the autumn competition... then, we will fight against him... and play well."

After speaking, he took a grape from the fruit plate on the table and ate it.

"Uh-huh."

After hearing what they said, Wu You turned on his mobile phone to refresh Weibo, and successfully found Lianrong's Weibo at the fifth most searched list.

The comment area is already fried.

Just because of Clear's "wrnlm".

"Che...Brother Che...you, why are you scolding people so bluntly?" Wu You, who had eaten up all the melons on Weibo, looked at Cheng Che in disbelief.

Red lips and teeth, white eyebrows and delicate eyes... It doesn't look like someone who can say such vulgar words.

Cheng Che: "Huh?"

Not only do I want to scold him, I also want to beat him.

"That's right, that jungler from TG, why don't you just greet his mother?" Wu You thought he didn't understand, so he spoke more clearly.

"What?" Liu Yu turned on his phone in confusion, and clicked on the tweeted hot search "Clear scolds ex-teammate".

Brother Che swearing again?No, why do I want to "again"?

Knowing this, Phantom said coldly: "That person should be scolded."

"No, public figures should pay attention to language civilization."

Worryingly, Wu You turned off the TV, and said solemnly, "Professional players will be fined for cursing."

"Then...that lava scolded Brother Che too!" Liu Wei frowned, "We must be punished together."

Cheng Che was silent.

A few minutes later, Lin Xingling pushed the door out of the office and rushed towards Cheng Che, but when he got to the side of the child, he couldn't say anything to reproach him.

He just tried to smile, "Woke up, do you have a headache?...Are you hungry?...Eat the quick bread mat first, and I'll make lunch later."

A series of questions, full of concerns.

Cheng Che panicked.

"I... I, I was wrong."

Taking the initiative to admit mistakes is a good boy.

Lin Xingling patted his head, "I said don't swear, don't swear, don't do it again."

Wu You & Liu Yun: "Knowing mistakes can make a big difference~"

Phantom: ...

You two are more connected than gourd babies.

"What should I do about swearing? I'll go, why is it suddenly the fourth most searched, we don't have the money to suppress reviews!" Brother Feng came out of the office frowning while swiping his phone.

The elderly in the subway look at their mobile phones with a sense of sight.

Lin Xingling waved his hand, "The child already knows that he made a mistake, so this matter can be easily resolved."

The bandages wrapped around his hands are particularly eye-catching.

"Team... Captain, what's wrong with your hands?" Cheng Che asked off topic.

"Ah... this..." Lin Xingling didn't want to make him feel guilty, so he told a white lie: "I accidentally touched it myself. It's an old injury. It will be healed after a few days... It just so happens that there is no competition recently."

Liu Wei and the others cooperated very well without revealing it, and cooperated with him to lie.

This is…

Cheng Che had a headache and always felt that he had forgotten something and couldn't remember it.

Brother Feng frowned even deeper.

"Why don't you ask Clear to post an apology on Weibo? Make a big deal into a minor matter, and make a trivial matter into a minor matter."

Apologize? !Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible!Cheng Che shook his head, "Yes, he scolded... scolded me first, I won't, I won't apologize."

"Okay, okay, no apology." Lin Xingling sat next to him and unwrapped a buttered bread for him, looking very much like a doting parent.

Brother Feng: "The children are all spoiled by you."

Lin Xingling smiled, and said: "If it's a big deal, you can pay a fine and spend money to eliminate disasters. We can't let our children feel wronged."

"What you said is outrageous!"

Brother Feng patted the table and looked at Cheng Che, "Clear, did you hear that what he said was human?"

Cheng Che blinked, "Why, why not?"

Q:……

"Liu Yu."

Liu Yu just laughed.

"Xiaoyou, Xiaopei, you two..."

Wu You turned on the TV and said with a smile, "I don't want to listen to bastard's chanting, I want to watch TV."

Phantom: "Yeah."

"Okay, okay, the minority obeys the majority, everyone thinks it's okay, so you just put your heart in your stomach." Lin Xingling shunned his hair, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"My dear boy..."

Be good...be good?

Cheng Che choked as he ate the bread.

"…Well."

That was my nickname, and I hadn't heard it since my mother died.

"Team, captain...why... this, so called?"

The classic lines of Master Xing came out on TV: "There was once a sincere love in front of me. I didn't cherish it. I regretted it when I lost it..."

Ah...Lin Xingling suddenly realized that he said it smoothly: "Well, no, it's nothing...just..."

I just want to say, let’s break the jar and smash it.

"Good boy? What a cute name, haha, how did Xing Daddy think of it?" Wu You frantically picked up which pot he didn't open.

Cheng Che also waited anxiously for his answer.

Lin Xingling began to make nonsense: "That's right, you are so obedient and young, so I just thought...well, that's probably the case."

"..." Cheng Che was silent.

"If you don't like it... just stop barking, um, it's okay." Lin Xingling laughed dryly.

There were six people in the living room, but none of them spoke.

The wall clock was ticking, and the sound was heard clearly in everyone's ears.

After a long time, Cheng Che sighed, "Well, don't, stop screaming."

The atmosphere that wasn't too ok dropped to freezing point in an instant.

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

Suddenly thought of a whole life

Cheche: Call me a good boy!

Xingling: Mao Mao (bushi)

Trivia: Cover your mouth and laugh JPG

If there is no accident today, there will be two more changes. If there is an accident, I will kowtow to everyone in the early years (cup fist)