I heard that my ex-boyfriend is my new teammate

Chapter 40 Amin

When there was no movement outside, Shen Qiuming put his mobile phone into his trouser pocket, casually shook out of the cubicle, and came to stand in front of the sink.

He turned on the faucet, and a jet of cold water spewed out in an instant, flowing and dripping wantonly along his knuckle-boned hands.

Although Jiang Yao's few sentences were short, they contained quite a lot of information, and he needed to calm down and digest them carefully.

Shen Qiuming's mind is still a little stuck at the moment, and he has temporarily disconnected from his IQ, and all kinds of messy thoughts are happily gathered together.

He thought that he probably needed to reconnect to the brain server.

As early as a few days before the accident in the contract, he had vaguely noticed that someone was deliberately telling stories in the dark, playing dirty tricks.

The reason why the opponent made frequent moves in those days was most likely because of the fact that Peng was about to transfer to BOOM.

Later, the leak of internal information and a series of coquettish operations of temporarily replacing the contracted players confirmed his previous conjecture.

Jiang Yao's participation was completely expected, and the new contract to take over came at the right time, and it seemed a bit abrupt in this sensitive period.

What really surprised Shen Qiuming was that even that kid Amin had a hand in this matter.

Like Jiang Yao, A Ming was also his old teammate three years ago, and the youngest breakthrough player in the team.

The boss signed him, in addition to making do with the operation, the main reason is that the price is cheap.

Not picky eaters, easy to feed, less stressful.

Shen Qiuming's deepest impression of this kid was that when he first joined the team, Jiang Yao arrogantly set him off, he was silent during the day, and went crazy at night.

On a winter night, he was wrapped in a thin quilt, his eyes were red from the heat, and he practiced hard while holding the keyboard in their small and messy training room.

At that time, the team hadn't improved much and couldn't make ends meet. The boss was reluctant to turn on the heating, and only two or three machines were kept powered on at night.

As early as the very beginning, this Chinese-style Grandet made it clear that if you can't sleep at night, you can come out for additional training. You can do whatever you want, and you might want to eat farts if you turn on the heating.

Amin was wrapped in a quilt and buried his head in rank in front of the screen. The faint light shone on his pale green cheeks, and his short body was curled up in a small ball on the dilapidated gaming chair.

The two rows of teeth were trembling from the cold, and his lips were bloodless, but he still stared at the game screen with wide eyes, with a string of sparkling tears faintly simmering in the corners of his eyes. The slugs that came out.

She looks like a little cabbage, yellow in the ground, and no one hurts.

When Shen Qiuming saw this scene, the first thought that popped into his mind was strange and strange.

Fuck, I'm going to get cut off by my ex-boyfriend if I'm so sloppy (...).

At that time, he would go to the training room at night, which was really meaningless, just remembering that the cigarettes he just bought fell into the drawer.

When he broke up with Luo Beichen, he was so depressed that he couldn't die every day, and with the things on his shoulders, all of them together could almost crush him instantly.

At this time, the stingy boss had a rare kindness, and handed him a cigarette, saying that any of them can die, but you have to give me another ten fucking years to live.

Before Shen Qiuming was moved for a few seconds, the boss said with distaste again: "Who told you that you owe me the most money, wouldn't it be a big loss for you to ruin me?"

Shen Qiuming: "..."

Sure enough, if the evil capitalism shows mercy one day and gives away a free fruit candy, there will definitely be half a catty of expired arsenic mixed in it.

It is poisonous and will not kill people, and you are not willing to throw it away. It is better to use it to see the poor employees to amuse their boredom.

Withered bad.

Shen Qiuming naturally refused at first, even now that he is broken in love, he is still in fear of being dominated by his ex-boyfriend to quit smoking.

At that time, Luo Beichen just glanced over lightly, and his hand that was boldly receiving the cigarettes handed to him by his younger brothers trembled for no reason, wondering if his wife would not let him kiss again at night.

From then on, the delinquent boy washed his hands in the golden basin, and replaced the cigarettes in his pocket with fruit candy.

And now that he has regained his noble status as a lone wolf, he was forced to smoke a cigarette by his boss within a few days, which made his heart itch.

The other hand passed the cigarette with one hand, and patted his face and shoulder with the other hand, and comforted him without distraction: "As long as the partner changes quickly, there will be no sorrow but only love."

Forget who she used to be, and steal someone else's ass to raise her father.

Shen Qiuming snorted.

We are doing serious professional e-sports games, and after hearing what you said, it became a fucking social affair.

Boss hehehe, criticize too much, a man will smoke one if he breaks up in love, are you still a man?

The corner of Shen Qiuming's mouth twitched, black chicken mackerel.

My mother is still some time away from adulthood, of course I am not a man, you idiot! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

In the end, the cigarette was smoked by him.

Really fragrant, very soothing.

As a result, he became addicted to cigarettes, and he couldn't sleep well without smoking a cigarette before going to bed. After smoking, he dreamed back to the era of fruit candy, and the sourness, bitterness and spicyness of reality disappeared, and it was sweet again.

That night, Shen Qiuming reluctantly rolled back to get cigarettes, who knew that he happened to run into such a troublesome situation.

He clicked his tongue, took off his down jacket as he walked over, and made a face of the kid: "Can't sleep?"

"Ahhh? Brother Shen?" Amin was taken aback, took the bag outside in a hurry to thank him, and ignored the heated battle.

He didn't intend to stay for a long time, so Shen Qiuming slipped out wearing only a slightly thicker underwear and a down jacket.

Even though the indoor windows were closed, the temperature was still extremely low, forcing him to shiver as well, and his body began to tremble unconsciously.

He thought, it's not good to be paralyzed.

If things go on like this, the two of them can dance socially on the spot together, and it is not a dream to debut in Audition every minute.

So Shen Qiuming raised his index finger, and knocked the kid's forehead lightly: "Frozen to practice a fart like this, get the hell out of here in the dormitory."

"Don't, don't, brother Shen, I'm not afraid of the cold!" The stinky brat turned his head to look at him, and retorted with his neck stuck.

Then he sneezed uncontrollably, and the snot and tears all covered the coat all at once.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Shen Qiuming's eyes twitched.

The few clothes that are anti-freeze in winter are ruined like this, not to mention distressing, it is all a lie to children.

"It's over, you are the only one who takes Jiang Zhizhi's nonsense seriously in the whole club." He grabbed a tissue to the side, and patiently wiped away tears from the red-nosed brat.

As a result, he didn't know which nerve in Amin was stimulated by this touch, and he cried more and more vigorously, looking at him with tears in his red eyes.

Shen Qiuming got a headache from seeing it, and threw the paper towel soaked by the little cat into the trash can.

He frowned and took out the pocket of his pajama pants, and said impatiently: "Little devil, why are you acting like a girl? Brother didn't bring fruit candy——"

"Brother Shen," A Ming said unwillingly, sniffling, "Jiang Yao said that I played badly and played the breakthrough hand as a breakthrough, and it will only drag the team back in the game."

"Oh." Shen Qiuming raised his eyelids, and replied in a flat tone, without much change in his expression.

There is one thing to say, A Ming is not a bad player among ordinary players, and he ranks high, otherwise he would not be favored by the boss.

But if he is placed in a professional circle full of experts and fierce competition, his operation level can at most reach the standard of the passing line.

Shen Qiuming hesitated for two seconds, his lips moved slightly but he didn't make a sound.

After all, he didn't have the heart to tell Amin this cruel and harsh fact to him.

After all, you and I are both from the village, and this brat’s family doesn’t have much money. In addition to longing to play professional games for a living, he also wants to pursue the beautiful e-sports dream hidden in his heart.

He was afraid that if he talked so much tonight, people would quit tomorrow, forcing the boss to die with him.

Thinking of this, Shen Qiuming shivered. He didn't know if it was from the cold, or he was frightened by the picture of the boss cutting the wires with a kitchen knife.

Sighing softly, he lowered his head and patted the kid's head, his thin lips curled slightly: "As far as Lin Daiyu's exercise is concerned, Schwarzenegger is still worried, he knows nothing."

"You can practice again if you change dishes, but if you forget your roots, it is really hopeless."

After that, Shen Qiuming didn't remember much, anyway, it was still the same if the dishes were changed or not.

The kid still dragged the team back several times, the more he fought, the more he closed himself off, and he was so disappointed in himself that even Shen Qiuming didn't know what to say to persuade him.

It's true that Amin is willing to work hard and has the capital of youth, but he lacks the talent in operation.

E-sports is so fucking mysterious, in the final analysis, it still depends on talent, God wants to reward this food, there is no way to be jealous, after all, this is a flaw that cannot be repaired by hard work.

Perhaps compared to Ruan Nuonuo, Jiang Yao's flamboyant head is indeed eye-catching, but he is still much better than the average professional player, and it is completely reasonable to be able to bloody A Ming.

The only thing Shen Qiuming remembers now is that A Ming was finally sold by the stingy boss at a half discount.

There was an unknown first-tier team that considered him for four or five days before he was willing to take him. He was also a substitute on the bench, and the chances of playing were almost pitiful.

On the day before leaving, the kid dragged his heavy and worn-out suitcase down to the gate of the base, and got into the taxi he called with difficulty.

When he left, the boss was busy with bankruptcy and liquidation, the employees had already paid their wages and left, and the other teammates had to leave after the break-up meal not long ago, and the whole club was deserted.

Only Shen Qiuming stayed in the base with nowhere to go because the contract with BOOM was blown, and followed him lazily on flip flops to see him off.

The little ghost packed the few luggage properly, took a breath and finally sat in the comfortable back seat of the car, rolled down the window and smiled at Shen Qiuming who was standing outside.

In Shen Qiuming's eyes, Shen Qiuming inexplicably felt that smile was a bit weird, but he didn't care, and also smiled back, pure and without any distracting thoughts.

Shen Qiuming is like an old mother who is sending her son off on a long trip. She constantly reminds Amin to take good care of himself when he goes to the new team, and get along with his new teammates. We are all brothers, so there is nothing to worry about.

After A Ming listened obediently, the smile on the corner of his lips faded a lot, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and there was a little more complicated look in Shen Qiuming's eyes.

Amid the irritated urging of the driver, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and he said a few words of farewell slowly with his eyes half closed.

The tone was soft and ethereal, but mixed with a trace of unfamiliar coldness.

He said: "Brother Shen, I really envy people like you, who can easily reach a height that I can never reach without much effort."

"Brother Shen, every time I drag the whole team down in a game, you are always the first to come to talk to me. I didn't understand at first, but you like to worry about others so much?"

"I figured it out later, brother Shen."

Deliberately not looking up to see Shen Qiuming's expression at this time, A Ming continued talking on his own, with a mocking arc on his mouth, and his eyes were indifferent.

"Actually, you and Jiang Yao are no different from those trolls on the Internet. You also came to see my jokes?"

"Otherwise, what's the point of you trying to persuade me, a hopeless bastard, to train hard over and over again? In the end, it wasn't because of my mistake that the entire team almost lost the final of the promotion match!"

"Everyone's hard work for a whole year was almost ruined in my hands. The fans called me a cancer of the team, a breakthrough point for the team—"

"They even said leash the dog in my seat and win!!!!!!"

When he said this, he sniffed hard and took a deep breath to calm down a little.

Finally, with the tip of his tongue touching the back molars, he closed his eyes and said rather self-deprecatingly.

"Brother Shen, I advise you to take care of yourself."

"Some people just don't deserve your kindness at all, such as rubbish like me."

"It's done, I have nothing to continue after talking about this."

"Brother Shen, take care."

"Let's meet indefinitely."

After speaking, he hurriedly asked the driver to start the car, and drove away from the base quickly, leaving no room for the person outside the car to react.

Amin's words came true.

After that day's farewell, Shen Qiuming never saw him again, and it was difficult to even find out news about him.

It was as if the kid who cried in front of him on a winter night had completely disappeared from his life since then.

He walked quietly, and broke cleanly, but the words left behind made him unable to let go of it for a long time.

.........

Shen Qiuming held up his palm and splashed half a spoonful of water on his face, his mind finally cleared up a lot.

A slight sigh disappeared between his lips and teeth, and now he fully understands what A Ming said before he left.

The little ghost is no longer the kid who wholeheartedly pursued his e-sports dream at first. He was gradually swallowed up by the malice lingering around him, and he eventually became a part of the malice.

What's even more tragic is that after he fell, he began to try to use malice to assimilate the kind-hearted people around him.

Shen Qiuming lowered his eyes, buried his face deeply in his palms, and felt dizzy and chest tight for no reason in a trance. Sure enough, if he thought about it too much, he would get sick easily.

Subconsciously, he dug his fingers into his trouser pocket, and there was nothing in the pocket except his mobile phone and tissues.

Hold.

He remembered that some time ago, because of Luo Beichen's presence, the illness hadn't appeared for a long time, so he got carried away for a while, and didn't go to the quack doctor to change a new bottle after taking the medicine.

Digging a hole for yourself to jump is no one, Niu criticizes Glass.

With a curse, he struggled to hold on to the edge of the sink, took half a step staggeringly, and the world was already spinning, his calf was shaking, and his feet were weak and he fell forward.

Just when Shen Qiuming thought that the most handsome player with the most handsome appearance in the country was going to confess to be here today, he was firmly caught by his strong arms, and the tip of his nose was pressed against a warm chest.

Immediately afterwards, the boyfriend's playful and helpless low laugh sounded from above his head.

"You really can't leave my sight for a moment, Mrs. Luo."