Over at the base of the CK team, Jian Yang was sitting with both of his knees bent on his chair. His hand was on the mouse but he wasnt playing any ga. His head was resting on the knees and he was simply clicking randomly with a stone face-- --There was a womans voice coming from his computer saying sothing like forcing myself on him from ti to ti. After listening for a while, he seed a bit annoyed and, with a frown, clicked the x on the upper right hand corner to turn off the stream.
The base quieted down all of a sudden.
Co Good Luck glanced at him then poked Old Wang: Whats wrong with him now?
Old Wang: Watching his ex-girlfriends stream.
Co Good Luck: What!
Old Wang shook his head: Tsk, tsk, our jungler cant stop himself from indulging in his feeling for the opposing teams mid. If you like her so much why did you break up with her...I just cant understand. Now she joined ZGDX and sits right next to Lu Sicheng, its like a lamb in a tigers den. If I was a girl, I would like Lu Sicheng!
Butterfly glanced at the teams support: If you were a girl, who wouldnt you like?
Old Wang: You! Id dislike you.
Butterfly sneered.
Co Good Luck: Our bot players cant get along. Our jungler goes crazy over another teams mid. Our team is dood.
Old Wang: You cant put it that way. Last ti we lost to ZGDX so badly wasnt entirely Yang Gods fault. He still did a decent job, at least I felt that he was on equal footing with ZGDXs jungler
While the others were chattering, Jian Yang turned off his computer and got up from his chair, saying out for a smoke. Then he turned to walk out of the base, leaving his teammates looking at each other, speechless.
They didnt realize that Jian Yang wasnt going to stay outside and smoke. On the contrary, once he got out of the house, he irritably stuffed the newly opened pack of cigarettes into the trash bin. Then he got on a taxi and went straight to the ZGDX base.
Once he arrived, he didnt have the courage to go directly in and spent so ti in the nearby bar. Until the sun had set and night had fallen, he ca out of the bar and walked over to the residential area. He was stopped by the security guard at the gate and told the guard he was visiting.
The guard was afraid that he was there to make trouble since he was quite young and had been drinking. The guard asked whom he was going to visit and told him to call the person-- --Jian Yang reached into this pocket for his cell phone but rembered that Tong Yao had blocked his number. He apologetically smiled and told the guard that he forgot to bring his phone. In the end, the guard lent him a phone. The phone rang twice before being connected. It was a familiar voice to him-- --
Hello, how are you? Whos calling?
Tong Yao asked politely and reservedly, though her voice was gentle.
Jian Yang was quiet. He heard the other end said hello twice and mumbled: Strange, no one there. Then he could hear in the phone a male voice from afar coldly say: Hang up if no ones there. Your minions have entered the turret, see? Tong Yao scread.
Jian Yang laughed: Yaoyao, its . Im at the gate to your base. Can you co out?
The other side grew silent. After a long while, Tong Yao spoke in a different tone: Have you been drinking? Where are you? At the gate of my base?
En. Jian Yang used a pitiful voice like a puppy whimper: The guard wont let in. Im at the gate.
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