The King’s Return

After returning to the dormitory that night, Qin Mo sat in the living room for a moment and asked Xiao Han: "You said, if I contact Master now, will he not Take care of me? "

Qin Mo usually looks proud and indifferent, but when he mentions Master, his momentum immediately drops a lot. It is probably because Ling Xuefeng scolded him out of his psychological shadow that year. He has always been awed by Ling Xuefeng. Xiao Han didn't have Ling Xuefeng's contact information in his hand either, so he took out his mobile phone to find Master ’s WeChat and sent a message: “Master, give me the micro-signal of Ling Shen.”

Li Cangyu quickly replied, "Is Xiao Mo inquiring? [Haha laughs]"

Xiao Han: "Yes [embarrassing]."

Li Cangyu quickly returned to an account and urged: "Let Xiaomo contact him quickly, he is so angry that he needs to buy a ticket to return to China, and it must be fast!"

Xiao Han immediately informed Qin Mo of the micro-signal and showed Qin Mo the news from the master.

Qin Mo's back was cold, he shook his hand and sent a friend application to that account. The verification message read "Qin Mo".

The application was quickly approved, and the WeChat person named LXF sent a very cold sentence: "Who is Qin Mo?"

Qin Mo: "... Master [Tearful]"

LXF: "Oh, do you remember you have a master?"

Qin Mo: "[泪汪汪] [泪汪汪] [泪汪汪] [泪汪汪]"

LXF: "What are you crying for? It's me who should cry?"

Qin Mo: "..."

Qin Mo did n’t even dare to send an emoji, so he just dared to send an ellipsis.

LXF: "It took me a long time to raise an apprentice. After disappearing for three years without saying a word, I ran back to Longyin Club. You are really good."

Qin Mo said awkwardly, "Sorry ..."

LXF: "Forget it, it's not clear on WeChat, I'll say it when I come back to meet."

Qin Mo was shocked: "Ah? When are you coming back?"

LXF: "I was planning to return for the Spring Festival, but now the noise is so loud, the style manager has also called me. I plan to change and return home early. I have already booked a ticket for next week."

Qin Mo: "... Next week?"

LXF: "What? Not welcome?"

Qin Mo: "No, no, Master, come back quickly, I will invite you to dinner in Changsha ^ _ ^"

LXF: "Yes."

After finishing the conversation, Qin Mo put away his mobile phone and looked worried: "He will be back next week ..." The expression really looks like the Devil is going to come back and I don't know how to face it.

Xiao Han patted Qin Mo's shoulder comfortably: "It's okay. You were only sixteen when he scolded you before. He didn't grow up. He treats you like a child. Now that you are so old, he will not Scold you again. "

Who knows? Perhaps in Master's mind he was still an immature child. Qin Mo didn't know how to explain things to Master that year. He didn't want to tell the truth, but if he didn't, Ling Xuefeng would not understand. Qin Mo felt more and more distressed. He simply rubbed his temples that were swollen and painful. He no longer thought about it and turned to take a shower and sleep.

***

In his dream, he returned to his youth again.

In the meeting room of Fengshui Club, Qin Mo was trying to lose a game because of his wild thoughts, and Ling Xuefeng caught him alone and said, "Playing a game is like sleepwalking. Did I teach you this? Where did your pets go? They were set on fire I did n’t know to call a defensive pet when it was time to take the initiative and then flinched and hid behind the defensive pet. Do you want to play a negative textbook for everyone? "Qin Mo bowed his head like a student who made mistakes, and the atmosphere did not dare Out.

Ling Xuefeng sternly said, "The mental capacity is so fragile, but my temper is very proud! You are dizzy when you are called a few words of" Prince ", right? Really think you are a prince who wants to inherit the throne? Arrogant, no one in his eyes, You think you are the most powerful new-generation player. When you lose a game, your confidence collapses, and you stand in a daze, and you really give Master a face! "

Qin Mo's head drooped lower and lower, and his eyes became red and almost cried.

Ling Xuefeng said faintly, "You don't need to go to the next game. Go to the cold bench for a month and reflect carefully!"

Qin Mo: "..."

Ling Xuefeng: "Don't speak? Not convinced?"

Qin Mo choked quickly and said, "No, no, I was wrong, Master ..."

Ling Xuefeng stood up and rubbed the young boy's head: "Go back and write a review, more than a thousand words."

Qin Mo returned to the dormitory to reflect silently, and wrote a thousand-character review sincerely for Master's approval ...

The fear of being taught by Master in his youth was a nightmare for Qin Mo.

Ling Xuefeng was particularly indifferent and serious, and rarely saw a smile on his face. When he was staring at his sharp eyes, Qin Mo felt that his back hair was eager to dig a seam to bury himself.

Later, Li Cangyu brought Xiao Han back to the alliance, and Ling Xuefeng asked Qin Mo to train with newcomer Xiao Handang and teach Xiao Han by the way. Even if Qin Mo was unwilling, Master had to listen to his words. Xiao Han was so bad at that time that he used strange words at every turn. Qin Mo was about to vomit blood, but did not dare to offend Xiao Han. Xiao Han practiced his hand ...

As the bottom of the food chain, it was a bitter life.

However, Ling Xuefeng's method of education also allowed Qin Mo to recognize his mistakes in a young age, corrected her mentality, conceited her arrogance and arrogance, and studied earnestly and earnestly. Therefore, even though Ling Xuefeng was a bit fierce towards him, Qin Mo always respected and admired Master.

I did n’t tell Master the reason for his retirement, but I did n’t want to make him sad for him ...

***

All night dreams made Qin Mo sleep very restlessly, and his eyes were a little red when he woke up in the morning. Xiao Han realized this when washing his face, and guessed that Qin Mo had a nightmare, and smiled, "Xiao Mo, don't think too much about it. The end is coming. Our soldiers come to cover the wall and the water. I was standing in front of you to block a wave of explosive damage. "

Qin Mo was much amused by Xiao Han's words, took a deep breath, and said calmly, "In fact, I'm not so scared, I just feel faceless to face Master."

Xiao Han gently hugged Qin Mo's shoulder: "Don't say that, you've done well enough, you're not sorry for him."

Qin Mo shifted the topic and said, "Let's go and have breakfast first."

Today, the advertising company arranged the shooting of the sisters Liu Xiang and Liu Hong. Qin Mo and Xiao Han stayed at the club to take everyone to continue their training.

The total score of Mo Ju ’s arena has reached about 3800 points, which is only 200 points away from the 4,000-point king's position. At this stage, the players encountered in the qualifying are basically masters. Today when logging into the arena to play the five-match mode, Just happened to meet the five-member group of the sword song clan, Lin Shuangcheng greeted himself: "Mo God, Han God, his mercy [smile]"

Qin Mo asked: "Are you running the team these days?"

Lin Shuangcheng said: "Yes, we will start the team qualifiers in December. We don't have much time, so we must work hard."

The privately-formed team needs to pass the team qualifier before registering as a formal professional team. Due to the anchoring of the Long Yin Club, Mo Chu will deal with all these things and save a lot of effort. However, these teams, such as Jiane and Chunlou of Yulou, do not have a club background. Naturally, they have to compete with other civilian teams for promotion qualifications.

Xiao Han asked with interest: "Does the league announce quotas?"

After returning from Beijing's official headquarters, they were busy filming advertisements. They did not pay attention to the qualifiers.

Lin Shuangcheng said: "The league has announced that it will give four places to the civilian team, plus the club's professional team. There should be ten teams in the league next year."

Qin Mo said with confidence: "If you have four places, don't worry too much, Jiange will definitely be promoted."

Lin Shuangcheng sent a row of **** expressions: "By borrowing your good words, I also hope that Jian Ge can be successfully promoted, and let Xiao Song make meatballs for you [smile]."

Song Changdong sent a shy expression: "Is the meatball I made really delicious?"

Xiao Han immediately came to the spirit: "Of course, it's much better than those chefs! And it tastes refreshing and not greasy at all! Send me two more boxes."

Qin Mo is helpless: "Do you want to continue discussing meatballs? The dart division has set off ..."

Lin Shuangcheng: "Come here!"

In this game, Lin Shuangcheng ’s Swordsong team was the output side. The front row was very fierce. Qin Mo did not bring a defensive lineup today, but instead took Pei Yu and Shen He to practice a long-range obstacle penetration game. The map randomly arrived. It is not an obstacle map. As a defender, it can be said that there is no advantage at all.

The sword song team attacked fiercely, Lin Shuangcheng and Song Changdong cooperated very well in the front row, soon killed a few dart divisions, and won the treasure in one breath.

Lin Shuangcheng found that Qin Mo was not in the state, and could not help asking: "Is Moss affected by Weibo news?"

Qin Mo: "Do you know this?"

Lin Shuangcheng: "Well, Weibo is reposted everywhere, and it has been topped on the front page. I see a lot of people scolding you."

Qin Mo was helpless: "I saw it this morning."

That Weibo forwarded data was horrible, the comment had exceeded six digits, and there were all kinds of scolding. Qin Mo glanced in the morning and paid no attention.

Lin Shuangcheng sent a smile and comforted him: "Don't mind too much, there are many sprays on the Internet. When I used to be an anchor in e-sports, those netizens could scold me from the beginning to the end. Some people said that I was too ugly to pollute my eyes. Some people say that I am an embroidered pillow, that I have no strength just to have a face, and some people think that I am deliberately speculating to cheat money ... Actually, it does n’t make sense to compete with those people. When you see this kind of comment in the future, you will scold it in your heart-in front of the computer The typewriter is probably a dog, and then you feel good. "

Qin Mo: "..."

His way of comforting people is also the style of painting. Whose dog is still online?

However, he also makes sense, after all, the true identity of those sprayers on the Internet cannot be investigated. Isn't it idle and boring to compete with those people?

Qin Mo's heart warmed slightly, and he replied, "I don't really care what those people say about me."

Lin Shuangcheng said: "Well, I'm very clear about your strength. You don't need to explain too much, just use strength to face."

Qin Mo: "I know, thank you."

Lin Shuangcheng sent a row of goodbye, and continued to train with the team.

In fact, Qin Mo did not have a deep friendship with Lin Shuangcheng. At the time, he still snatched the wild Boss of the guild in online games. Lin Shuangcheng ’s undercover sent to Mo Jue was also kicked by Qin Mo. According to the normal plot, they should become each other. I don't know the opposite, but then I don't know why I became friends with this person. Probably it was Lin Shuangcheng's bright personality that Qin Mo appreciated very much, and they both played swordsmen. In addition to Song Changdong's relationship, Qin Mo also felt that he was closer to the Jiange team, hoping that they could successfully enter the qualifier.

However, Xiao Han was not happy--Lin Shuangcheng comforted Qin Mo in front of him. Is this taking him as air?

It seemed that in order to prove that his ability to comfort was stronger, Xiao Han shook Qin Mo's hand and said: "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me, I will always be on your side."

Qin Mo reluctantly: "What's wrong with each of you? I really don't need to comfort me. I'm not the glass-hearted little Qin Mo back then. Netizens just scolded a few words, I can bear it."

Xiao Han was relieved, and then he lowered his voice and added: "Don't go too close to Lin Shuangcheng. He is an old fox who shows that he is a gentleman, but he is full of bad water."

Qin Mo Yiyi: "I'm not very close to him, right?"

Xiao Han smiled slightly and said, "Vaccinations should be taken in advance, and you should not go too close in the future."

Qin Mo always felt that Xiao Han's remarks were inexplicable--Lin Shuangcheng just came out of friends' morality and saw Weibo scolding him so much. By the way, he comforted him a few words. Why did Xiao Han react so much?

Think carefully, is Xiao Han jealous?

Thinking of this possibility, Qin Mo suddenly rejoiced. With a gentle look on Xiao Han, his cheeks were slightly warm, and he said softly, "Who can I go too close to? I live in a dormitory with you every day, are you the closest?"

Xiao Han nodded with satisfaction: "Well, this is the best, keep it up."

Qin Mo also smiled, a little sweet inside.

Shen He noticed that Master and Hanshen were whispering again, and couldn't help but said, "Master, what secret are you telling Hanshen? Can't everyone hear?"

Xiao Han gave him a "nosy business" look, coughed and said, "Cough, continue training!"

***

Two days later, Liu Xiang and Liu Hong's commercial shooting was successfully completed, and it was Xiao Xiao and Qin Mo's turn to shoot the VR glasses.

This is the main product of Qingyang Electronic Technology Co., Ltd., and the plan is more complicated. The two have to shoot a lot of outside scenes, and then make the cool effect of science fiction.

The first location was a shopping building near the company. Xiao Han and Qin Mo wore special Vr glasses and stood side by side to allow photographers to shoot from different angles. The advertising company also invited several good-quality actors to cooperate they. Today's weather is cold. Although Qin Mo is wearing a coat, he can stay outside for a long time, his fingers are still a bit cold. After taking this set of videos, Xiao Han noticed that he was cold, and while the photographer was not paying attention, he gently Holding his fingers, he squeezed his hands into his pockets.

The warmth from his fingertips made Qin Mo smile. He wanted to say thank you, but when Xiao Han's face changed, he let go of his hand and walked quickly towards the corner.

Qin Mo looked back puzzledly, and saw Xiao Han quickly walk to the corner. A man hiding there turned and ran. Xiao Han moved sharply with a grabber to grab the opponent's shoulder, and a sweep under his foot tripped the other directly. He fell to the ground and snatched the camera in his hand.

This set of actions is so beautiful that the paparazzi reporter seems a little shy and looks at Xiao Han in awkwardness.

Xiao cold coldly said, "Are you from the simple studio of Weibo? The Beijing set of photos was also taken by yours?" The reporter said with a smile: "I don't know what you say, I just shoot the scenery ... ... "

Xiao Han opened the camera and glanced at the photo playback. There really were many photos of him and Qin Mo. This reporter should have followed them all along. His actions to warm Qin Mo's hands just now were taken clearly. Xiao Han was so angry that he really wanted to kick the paparazzi in front of him. However, in public, he could not be too out of character. He had to take a deep breath and press down the full of anger, and calmly took out the memory card in the camera, and forced Fold it into pieces, throw it in the trash, then throw the camera back at the other person, frowning: "Don't let me see you anymore, get out!"

The reporter ran away hugged with his camera, Qin Mo came over, watching the direction of the reporter's escape, and said helplessly, "It seems that these paparazzi are following us?"

Xiao Han was very displeased: "As long as there are people in cities with e-sports clubs all over the country, they hide and take pictures like mice in a gutter every day ..." He paused, and reconciled his emotions, looking softly With Qin Mo, "The current e-sports circle is not as clean as it was a few years ago. However, you can rest assured, Xiao Mo, that I will be there to protect you."

Qin Mo: "..."

This sentence is a bit sloppy, and I don't know if Xiao Han is intentional or unintentional. The word protection is not just used by friends casually. Besides, Qin Mo is also a man and does not need others to protect him.

After a moment of silence, Qin Mo only said, "Xiao Han, your Chinese really needs to pay attention to the context ... Words like 'I will protect you' cannot be said to others, it is easy to make people misunderstand ..."

Xiao Han smiled, his eyes were sincere, and he reached Qin Mo's ear: "I haven't said it to others, I only say to you, and I just want to protect you."

Qin Mo: "..."

This sentence suffocated Qin Mo's breath suddenly—does Xiao Han like him too?

This cognition made Qin Mo's whole heart beating fiercely. The displeased photos of the paparazzi just disappeared completely, all filled with the joy and joy of "he may like me".

Why not find a chance to try him?

Why not wait for the paparazzi to sneak shots and not be disturbed by outsiders after returning to the club dormitory at night? Will he be disgusted?

Qin Mo settled his attention, with some shyness in her first love and some uncontrollable excitement, her eyes looking at Xiao Han became softened.

Photographer beside: "..."

If you look at it like this, you can't finish shooting for three days!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!" Xiao Han had a look of confusion-Xiao Mo suddenly looked at himself very gently. What happened?