Candy: [Let's congratulate the kid for winning the first round of the competition!]

A Ban: [Kid's three shooters lineup is simply unbeatable in the later stages.

In fact, PG had no chance of winning in the later stages of the game, but they still persevered until the end. None of them gave up. This kind of competitive spirit is worthy of recognition!]

Tang Guo: [Yes, PG, who just came out of the official competition, didn't seem to be at a disadvantage against Kid, who was a candidate for the championship.

Although Kid won the game in the end, I believe no one will doubt PG's ability!]

A Ban: [Especially Jing Yu's appearance. It must have left a deep impression on everyone!]

The two commentators went back and forth, concluding the first game between PG and Kid.

Then the host's voice: [Let's welcome the members of the two teams back to the stage with applause!]

Kid and the other four took the lead to walk down the stairs to the host's side. However, PG's team didn't move for a long time.

The host waited patiently for a while, but couldn't wait any longer. Just as he was about to ask them to go up and take a look, he saw PG's Luo Yiming take the lead to walk down the stairs, followed by Ye Hong and Han Leng.

Qin Fei and Jing Yu were last.

Qin Fei used his uniform to dry Jing Yu's hair and put it back on.

PG's uniform was mainly black, so from a distance, there was no difference between wet and dry.

After the five went downstairs, they stood side by side next to the host. Their well-behaved appearance was completely different from their usual style.

Everyone else thought that they were scared witless by Kid, but only they knew — — they were scared witless by Jing Yu.

Last season, PG was crushed by seven teams in succession and didn't get a single point. The atmosphere wasn't as tense as it was now.

Luo Yiming wasn't very sensitive to winning or losing, and Ye Hong and Han Leng weren't the type to show their emotions. Most of the time, they would even laugh to hide their disappointment.

But this season, they had Jing Yu on their team.

Emotions were contagious. Even though Jing Yu's expression was normal, the pain of losing the game was transmitted to everyone in PG through his actions just now.

As Jing Yu's teammates, none of them wanted to joke around in this situation.

Even Luo Yiming, who had a negative EQ, was thinking about how to comfort Jing Yu.

However, just as the host was about to pass the microphone to PG, Luo Yiming grabbed the microphone and shouted at PG, "We will win next time!"

Kid's mid laner was the first to disagree. "When is the next time?

Did you hear what we just said? "

Just now, Kid's "acceptance speech" was: "We are determined to win this season's championship. Defeating PG is just the first step."

It was as if she didn't care about PG at all.

Luo Yiming replied to Kid's midlaner: [I won't wait until next season. I'll see you in the finals!

As long as you can make it to the finals!]

As soon as he said this, the audience sighed.

Some people appreciated PG's courage, but more people thought PG was too arrogant.

After all, Kid was the first in this season's qualifier and had defeated last season's champion team. It was very likely that he would be this season's champion.

But PG doubted whether Kid could make it to the finals?!

Seeing that the situation wasn't good, the host quickly grabbed the microphone back from Luo Yiming: [Haha, PG's goal is really high. I'm looking forward to their performance!]

Jing Yu didn't say anything. He looked up at the five players with an expressionless face. His eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

It wasn't that he couldn't accept defeat, but he couldn't accept that this result would continue. He would get back the score sooner or later!

He couldn't wait until next season. He would make it to the finals this season. He had to make it to the finals!

After the five players left the venue, Ye Hong, Luo Yiming and Han Leng got on the subway. Qin Fei took Jing Yu back to the club in a taxi.

The taxi was half an hour faster than the subway.

When they got back to the club, the first thing they did was take a shower and change into clean clothes.

— No, only Qin Fei changed into clean clothes.

Qin Fei was sitting on the edge of his bed in casual clothes, drying his hair with a towel.

Before he dried his hair, someone knocked on his door.

At this time, there was only Jing Yu in the club. So, it could only be Jing Yu.

Qin Fei said without hesitation: "Come in."

The door was pushed open and Jing Yu walked in.

Jing Yu, who had just taken a shower, was wrapped in a soft bathrobe. He stepped into Qin Fei's room with his head down and closed the door without saying a word.

Qin Fei raised his eyebrows. He was a little confused by his actions. He stopped drying his hair and asked him: "What's the matter?"

Jing Yu still didn't say anything. He stood at the door in silence for a while. Suddenly, he raised his hand and took off the loose belt around his waist.

The unrestrained bathrobe opened, revealing a large area of his fair skin.

Qin Fei stared at him blankly. His gaze slid across his chest and moved down along his firm and compact abdominal muscles …

His eyes were straight.

No, what's going on?!

Qin Fei forced himself to look up. Just as he was about to ask Jing Yu what he was doing, he saw Jing Yu grab the sides of the bathrobe and lift it. The loose bathrobe immediately slid down his body and fell at his feet.

Very well, now his whole person was exposed to Qin Fei's sight. From head to toe, there was only the red rope with the ring on it, hanging alone on his white neck.

Qin Fei: "You …"

Jing Yu: "Punishment …"

The two of them spoke at almost the same time. Qin Fei was slightly stunned. He roughly understood what Jing Yu was going to do. Before the competition, they had agreed that if Jing Yu lost, he would have to accept his punishment.

Originally, he had just said it casually. He didn't expect him to really deliver himself to his doorstep.

Qin Fei sighed. He suddenly got up, grabbed the blanket on the bed, and threw it directly at Jing Yu.

The blanket tightly covered Jing Yu's body, including his head.

Where was Jing Yu?

He just let himself be covered by the blanket and stood there motionless.

Qin Fei was convinced.

He walked in front of Jing Yu, lifted the blanket, and revealed his head. He gently pinched his chin with one hand.

Jing Yu's face was exposed under the light. There was no sense of loss or pain like Qin Fei had imagined. He was very calm, even calm.

However, his eyes were slanted to the side. He obviously didn't dare to look him in the eye.

"I'm convinced. I've never seen anyone so eager to be punished."

Qin Fei couldn't help but complain. "I'm starting to wonder if you lost the competition on purpose … Sorry, that's impossible."

Realizing that he had said something wrong, Qin Fei hurriedly stopped and straightforwardly apologized.

Even so, Jing Yu was still somewhat dissatisfied and looked at him accusingly.

Qin Fei sighed helplessly. Then, he pulled Jing Yu into his arms through the blanket. "You … Sigh, I don't know how to comfort people. I only know how to be fierce. And I don't think you want to be comforted.

Anyway, I only have one thing to say — a loss is a loss. We'll win it back next time. "

"Yes, I know."

Jing Yu said. He lowered his long eyelashes and pursed his lips.

He let Qin Fei hug him and felt his heartbeat. His own heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably. "Isn't it just a loss? It's not the first time. Don't think of me as weak. I just … the promised punishment has to be fulfilled." He paused and said firmly, "I won't lose again tomorrow."

"Yes, we won't lose again tomorrow."

Qin Fei corrected him, emphasizing the word "we". Then, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "The punishment … has to be fulfilled. But I don't remember saying that I wanted you to strip naked.

What are you thinking, huh? "

Jing Yu imagined all kinds of "punishments." His face turned red and he didn't say anything.

Qin Fei said, "Why don't you tell me directly, how do you want to be punished?"

Jing Yu couldn't help but lower his head and answer, "… Touch me?"

Okay, Qin Fei could see that Jing Yu was very "horny."

He wasn't a gentleman. If the person he liked stripped naked and delivered himself to his door, he couldn't be indifferent.

Hearing these two words, he unceremoniously touched Jing Yu through the quilt and lowered his head to kiss him.

This kiss was more intense than the first time.

Jing Yu closed his eyes and responded with all his heart. The haze in his heart was quickly dissolved by Qin Fei's gentleness and passion. Now, he just wanted to indulge in it and completely forget the pain of losing the game.

However, after the kiss, Qin Fei didn't continue.

He carried the panting Jing Yu to the edge of the bed, held his waist, and let him lean in his arms. He patted his head and said, "Punishment or whatever, forget it."

Jing Yu looked up in confusion.

Qin Fei said, "I regret it. I shouldn't have pressured you." This was the truth. "You wanted to win so much, why should I pressure you?

Tsk, so stupid. "

These words made Jing Yu's heart beat wildly. He couldn't tell if he was more moved or disappointed.

However, Qin Fei's next sentence was, "Don't think that I don't know what you're thinking. Don't think about it, there's still a game tomorrow."

Jing Yu's eyelashes fluttered.

Qin Fei couldn't help but laugh. He suddenly asked, "You've really decided on me, right?"

Jing Yu nodded without hesitation. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch the ring hanging around his neck. "Yes, I like you."

Qin Fei: "Then I'll comfort you for the sake that you've been targeted so miserably today."

Jing Yu blinked. Before he could react to Qin Fei's words, he felt a corner of the blanket on his body being lifted.

Not long after, Jing Yu moaned and fell into Qin Fei's arms.

Ten minutes later, Ye Hong and the others came back.

Before they came back, Qin Fei and Jing Yu cleaned up all the "evidence". Jing Yu also put on a clean set of clothes.

Before Ye Hong and the others came back, they were still thinking about how to comfort Jing Yu. However, when they came back, they saw Jing Yu sitting alone in the training room, quietly playing a game.

Ye Hong leaned over to take a look. Huh?

Archer jungler?

"What are you doing?" he asked, even though he already knew the answer.

Jing Yu answered without turning his head, "I'm thinking about how to beat the kid."

Ye Hong was stunned. At this moment, he really admired Jing Yu's tenacity and persistence.

"How long have you been practicing?" he couldn't help but ask.

Jing Yu recalled what happened ten minutes ago. His ears turned red, but his tone was still calm. "A while."

Actually, this was only the first round.

Ye Hong didn't think much of it. "Where's Brother Fei?"

Jing Yu: "Sleeping upstairs."

Ye Hong: "Tsk, he's really good. Sleeping as soon as he came back?

Not eating lunch? "

"After I finish this round, let's go out and eat together.

We'll bring some back for him after we eat, "Jing Yu said. He seemed to have thought of something and the corners of his lips curled up.

"Okay, that's the only way."

Ye Hong said as he sat down next to Jing Yu. After watching him practice for a while, he took out his phone and looked at the competition schedule in the group chat. "The first match in the afternoon is between Ane and My. Do you want to watch?"

Before Jing Yu could reply, Luo Yiming walked in and happily raised his hand. "I want to go, I want to go!

I want to see Ane get swept by My 2-0! "

Han Leng slapped the back of his head. "Watch my ass!

You're playing like this today and you're still not practicing. Do you want to be scolded by the coach? "

Luo Yiming rubbed the back of his head. "I played pretty well today …"

Han Leng: "We'll know how well you played when the coach comes back."

Ye Hong looked at the two helplessly before turning to Jing Yu. "Little Jing Yu, do you want to watch?"

Jing Yu didn't even turn his head as he replied, "No, I want to practice."

Ye Hong couldn't help but sigh. "See, that's what a professional player should be like. Yiming, you should learn from him."

Luo Yiming made a face.

On Jing Yu's screen, his Maha had just completed a double kill. He suddenly asked, "Who's our opponent tomorrow?"

Ye Hong: "Let me see … SKR 1, first match in the afternoon."

Jing Yu: "Oh, how's that team?"

Ye Hong: "Last season's sixth place. How should I put it? They're pretty reckless."

Luo Yiming: "Yeah, they're even more reckless than me!"

"You know you're reckless?"

Han Leng couldn't help but ridicule him. Then he said, "SKR 1's lineup is quite changeable. They've used all kinds of messy lineups. They always win when you're not paying attention, and lose when you're not paying attention."

Ye Hong: "Hahaha, a team that's known for causing trouble. That's my favorite style.

We'll talk about it when the coach comes back. "

"Okay."

Almost as soon as Jing Yu replied, his Maha got a pentakill and destroyed the enemy's territory. The word "Victory" appeared on the screen in gold. Then, the screen jumped to the post-battle data.

Jing Yu quickly glanced at it, exited the game, and stood up. "Let's go eat."

He exited the game quickly, but Luo Yiming, who was standing behind him, still saw his record with a glance.

19 kills, 2 deaths, 5 assists. MVP.

This …

Luo Yiming couldn't help but gulp. He felt like he couldn't keep his position.