Eat a chicken [e-sports]

Chapter 92

After Qufu was injured, it was logically a good opportunity to ask Ning Feiqin to support him under the pretense of limited mobility, so that the two of them had physical contact.

But Qufu didn't know which tendon was wrong. He would rather get up half an hour earlier every day and limping into the training room by himself than to waste the time of the two of them.

According to his original words, "Where there are so many things, I might jump over by myself faster. You might as well get more sleep when you have that time."

Even if the two of them walked together, it would take about ten minutes to dawdle. Qufu was already impatient, and if Ning Feiqin wasted time with him, wouldn't he be even more irritable?

Qufu absolutely did not dislike Ning Feiqin, he just didn't want to lose face in front of the people he cared about.

After all, as a man, there is no need to make a big deal out of a small injury.

But Ning Feiqin didn't think so, he always felt that Qufu was alienating him.

Is it something he did wrong?

Also, what exactly was Qufu talking about that night?

Could it be because of that incident that caused everything that happened now.

In the training room, Qu Fu sat upright with his upper body upright, while his injured leg under the table stretched out straight, and the legs of the two people on the opposite side avoided him.

For several days, Qufu has maintained this posture. Sometimes Ruan Xi was excited when he was playing, and when he saw that his body tended to lean towards the middle, he was kicked back by Zhu Meng under the table: "Be honest."

If Qufu's injury was aggravated, it would not be him who was unlucky.

Under the high prestige, there must be submission, Ruan Xi obediently moved the chair to the side, and shouted to Ning Feiqin next to him: "Mr. Wei, look quickly, I am seventeen kills in this round, I will take a screenshot for you." You."

It is not easy to grab seventeen heads from these people. You must have sharp eyesight and quick hands, otherwise, if you are not careful, you will have to make dowry for others to make up for your life.

"Ah? Oh." Ning Feiqin took the time to answer, but was attacked from the windows of the first team, ending the game.

He turned on the phone, looked at the screenshot sent by Ruan Xi with dignity, and boasted: "It's really amazing."

Although Qufu was in the middle, Ruan Xi stubbornly pulled Jian Yang over and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with Mr. Wei? He's been so silent lately."

The lower half of the two of them maintained the long-distance refusal, the upper half of the body stubbornly leaned in the middle, and their heads touched together. Jian Yang was helpless about this matter: "I don't know, maybe there is some emotional dispute?"

Ruan Xi: "But I think they are pretty good."

Jian Yang: "You don't know that, don't you see that Lao Qu injured his leg and comes to the training room by himself every morning. If there is no problem, will Mr. Wei not send him? Unless Lao Qu is mentally ill. "

Ruan Xi: "Come by yourself, is there any problem?"

Jian Yang: "One look at you and you are sick."

Ruan Xi: "Say what you say, why are you still swearing?"

At the beginning, they were chatting together and chatting together, seeing that the two were about to fight again, Zhu Meng quickly started a game: "Stop, stop, save me, the finals without knowing the backstage?"

Qu Fu left the back of the chair he was leaning on, clicked the mouse with one hand, and said the key point casually: "Ruan Xi's just grown-up kid is impulsive, you are a 27-year-old man, why are you joining in the fun?"

"I'm young at heart." Jian Yang insisted.

Ning Feiqin laughed out loud honestly, making Jian Yang's old face suddenly unstoppable, and he complained bitterly: "Isn't it Mr. Wei, even you are mocking me?"

"No, no." Although Ning Feiqin shook his head physically, the smile on his face still couldn't stop.

When they were chatting, Qu Fu's gaze inadvertently fell on Ning Feiqin's face. Seeing him smiling so happily, Ning Feiqin couldn't help but follow him. Ning Feiqin glanced at him, and the two looked at each other for only a second, then quickly moved away. Ning Feiqin's expression became a little stiff, and then he looked down at the keyboard.

No matter how rough Qufu's nerves were, he could sense something was wrong.

After training in the evening, Qu Fu wanted to stop Ning Feiqin to ask him a question, but before he made a sound, he walked out in front of him, and Qu Fu couldn't catch up even if he wanted to.

When Ning Feiqin passed the training room at night, he accidentally saw the light on inside, so he walked in.

In the empty room, there was only one person sitting in Qufu, Ning Feiqin was a little surprised, and asked, "Why haven't you gone back yet?"

"Do you want to play double row?" Qu Fu answered irrelevantly.

Ning Feiqin keenly noticed that Qu Fu was sitting next to him again, and his suppressed mood eased a little these days, and he walked towards him: "Okay."

They haven't played double row for a while, but when they selected points in the first round, they tacitly marked the points in the same place.

Judging from the map, the marks of the two people are completely coincident. Qufu pressed the F key, and the words tried to shorten the distance: "How do you know that I want to go here?"

"The old place."

Today's Qufu is no longer a scenery party. With the super strength of the two, the progress of the game is obviously speeded up. Amidst the hail of bullets, Qufu asked the recent doubts: "What's wrong with you recently?"

"Huh?" During the battle, Ning Feiqin didn't have much time to think, and focused all his attention on the battle situation.

After finishing off the last person, Qufu didn't bother to lick it, and asked, "How do I feel, are you avoiding me?"

Ning Feiqin turned his head, his eyes were slightly open, his brows were furrowed, his lips opened and closed, and there was an indescribable grievance in his eyes: "Who is hiding from whom?"

"Ah?" Qu Fu was completely dazed, dropped the mouse, completely ignored the game, and put on a driver who wanted to have a long talk with Ning Feiqin, "Speak clearly."

The two put the game aside at the same time, even took off the earphones, no longer caring about the life and death of the characters on the screen, only caring about what the other party said.

When the ins and outs of the incident were explained one by one, Qu Fu was surprised and thought it was a bit ridiculous. It turned out that they had been arguing for so long because it was all a misunderstanding?

Ning Feiqin thought that he was rejecting his contact, but Qu Fu just wanted to prevent the other party from worrying about him.

This turned out to be the main reason why their atmosphere dropped to freezing point?

Ning Feiqin, who understood the reason behind it, seldom blushed. The things he secretly felt sad about for the past few days had been an oolong from beginning to end.

What's on his mind.Ning Feiqin wished he could find a bed to hide himself.

"Understood?" Seeing the other party's indifference from the beginning to the shame and anger now, Qu Fu asked with a smile in his eyes.

"En." Ning Feiqin's voice was so soft it couldn't be lowered, he just felt that the air in the training room had become so thin, so thin that he was about to suffocate.

"So is it reconciled now?" Qu Fu asked suddenly.

"It's not elementary school students quarreling, but they made up." Ning Feiqin complained while blushing.

Qufu felt reasonable after hearing this. They didn't need to pay so much attention when they got along before.

"I don't want those unhappy ones." After all, Qu Fu still couldn't bear it, he didn't want to see Ning Feiqin in such embarrassment any longer, so he patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Brother, let's play games."

Ning Feiqin nodded solemnly, now only a game of double row can relieve the embarrassment between them.

After the start of the game, Qufu suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Did he go back again?