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    Regarding what Jing Fan said, Xiao Zeyang did not make any special response, nor did he reject it at all.

    She was blushing fiercely and her heartbeat was uncontrollably accelerating. In order to prevent Jing Fan from noticing this, Xiao Zeyang hurriedly replied a few words and hung up the phone.

    But even so, Xiao Zeyang could still clearly feel that the uneasy feeling that was aroused by Jin Qianchi in his heart before that slowly dissipated the moment Jing Fan's voice appeared.

    The words that Jin Qianchi asked him before slowly echoed in his ears again.

    "Do you like Jing Fan?"

    ¡­¡­

    Like it?

    Honestly speaking, I probably like it.

    This feeling of being stirred up by Jing Fan¡¯s smile almost every day, what else could it be if it wasn¡¯t love?

    Until now, Xiao Zeyang still clearly remembers that when Jin Qianchi mentioned that he had teased Jing Fan in the car, Xiao Zeyang felt as if he had been hit hard by a big stone, and he wished he could not even breathe smoothly.  .

    Even though Jin Qianchi explained very seriously in the end that he just touched his leg, Xiao Zeyang still felt a little embarrassed.

    Or, maybe what Xiao Zeyang really cares about is not touching the legs, but something else For example, what Jin Qianchi said at the end, Jing Fan might suddenly fall in love with someone else one day.

    As I said, this is possible and very likely.

    Xiao Zeyang didn¡¯t know how he could allow Jing Fan to keep guarding him like this. One day he would be disgusted. It was just a matter of time.

    Furthermore, although Jin Qianchi had tried hard not to reveal his true emotions in the conversation just now, Xiao Zeyang knew that Jin Qianchi's "jealousy" sentence came from his heart and his true feelings.

    Xiao Zeyang was very grateful to Jin Qianchi for not resenting him for this incident and for not making the relationship between the two awkward.

    Although logically speaking, there is nothing wrong with him.

    But who can really say for sure about this kind of thing?

    ****

    Early the next morning, Xiao Zeyang got up from bed before nine o'clock.

    Although he knew that today was just a rehearsal before the game without any official competition tasks, to be honest, Xiao Zeyang's nervous palms were almost sweating.

    The venue of the game is at Yinsheng Square, which is not too far from Fengbei District where the Mag Club is located. If there is no traffic jam, it will take about an hour to get there.

    Of course, the so-called "not too far" can only be said to be relative, because compared to those competition venues that need to travel across cities, provinces, and even countries, they are not at all friendly.

    The venue for this competition was built the year before last, and I heard that Mag holds a 5% stake in it.

    When Xiao Zeyang was still in the youth training department, the club¡¯s senior management would always organize some outstanding youth trainees to come to the game to observe and learn during the spring and summer games. At that time, Xiao Zeyang was a member of this observation and learning team.

    But this time, when Xiao Zeyang came here again, his identity and purpose became completely different.

    It has also become more participatory.

    There were a total of twelve teams coming to the venue to rehearse this time. As soon as the mag bus entered the main entrance of the square, a tense and lively atmosphere hit us.

    At least that¡¯s how Xiao Zeyang feels.

    But when he turned around and saw a few other people in the car who had gone to sleep in who knows where, and who were about to cry out Xiao Zeyang once again felt like a village girl entering the city.

    I simply converged to the excitement that I hadn't seen the world, pretending to be calmly sitting in the car pretending to watch the scenery, but the eyes were still flashing the exciting little stars.

    "Wake up, wake up, get off the bus!"

    After the car stopped, He Weiming stood up and clapped his hands. If he had a loudspeaker, he would look like a special tour guide for an elderly tour group.

    Jing Fan also fell asleep, sitting next to Xiao Zeyang, and he was really asleep, because if he was pretending to be asleep, Jing Fan would have been unable to help himself and deliberately rested his head on Xiao Zeyang's shoulder.

    But Jing Fan didn¡¯t. He leaned forward, his head stuck at the angle between the car window and the seat back. His breathing was slow and even, and his eyelashes were thick and long.

    These were all observed by Xiao Zeyang while Jing Fan was asleep.

    ?It is necessary for you to imitate what kind of state it is like.

    ¡°First, let¡¯s introduce ourselves to the camera.¡±

    The young lady who came to interview had a very gentle tone. She probably knew that Xiao Zeyang was a newcomer and was easily nervous, so she even slowed down her speaking speed a little.

    "Hello everyone, I am mag assistant midia."

    Midia is Xiao Zeyang¡¯s game ID. This ID has not changed since he first started playing games. It has been with him for seven or eight years.

    At first, I didn¡¯t change my name because the name change card was too expensive. Later, I couldn¡¯t think of any good names, so I kept using this one.

    "How do you feel after entering mag this time?"

    Because the reporter¡¯s questions appear in the form of text in the video after post-editing, the reporter¡¯s questioning method is very concise and less wordy.

    ¡°I feel like I still have a lot to learn,¡± Xiao Zeyang smiled, ¡°I can clearly feel the gap, but I¡¯m also quite motivated.¡±

    "What do you think of Jing Fan?"

    "He" Xiao Zeyang thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "He's pretty strong."

    This is the adjective that Xiao Zeyang can think of so far that best fits Jing Fan.

    ¡°And Jing Fan and the others were sitting nearby, and I didn¡¯t know if they could hear it or if they would have any thoughts after hearing it.

    You should be very happy, after all, you are complimenting him sincerely.

    Just as he was thinking about it, Jing Fan turned around and glanced at Xiao Zeyang. After the two looked at each other for a while, Jing Fan showed a faint smile to Xiao Zeyang.

    And it was because of this smile that Xiao Zeyang's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

    But despite this, it is not difficult for Xiao Zeyang to see the fatigue in Jing Fan's eyes at this moment, which may be because he did not wake up in the car just now.

    Fortunately, this old man doesn¡¯t feel angry when he wakes up.

    ****

    There are only a few questions prepared by the reporter. After asking them, Xiao Zeyang can leave.

    After Xiao Zeyang stood up from the chair, he saw Jing Fan following him as soon as he opened the door and walked out.

    "How does it feel to be interviewed for the first time?"

    "Let's make do" Xiao Zeyang said, "It doesn't feel as formal as when you were interviewed before."

    "You said your level is not that good, but your requirements are quite high."

    As Jing Fan said this, he put his arms around Xiao Zeyang's shoulders and pulled him into his arms.

    Xiao Zeyang frowned and reached out to push Jing Fan: "Hey, they are all human."

    "Are you shy?"

    "It's obvious that you are not ashamed, right"

    "Why don't you put your arm around your shoulders?"

    "Don't I understand you if others don't know it?" Xiao Zeyang raised his eyes and looked at Jing Fan and snorted deliberately, "Now put your arm around my shoulder, and soon the hand will slip up to my butt for some reason."

    Jing Fan couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

    "Hey, did you hear that I praised you just now?"

    Although he had said that just now, Xiao Zeyang did not push Jing Fan away in the end. Instead, he took the initiative to change the topic and continued.

    "heard it."

    "What does it feel like?"

    "You really think I'm strong?" Jing Fan raised his eyebrows and asked Xiao Zeyang.

    Xiao Zeyang nodded without hesitation.

    This question is easy to answer, because not to mention Xiao Zeyang, if you look at the entire alliance circle, you can probably count on half a hand the number of people who think Jing Fan is not strong.

    And maybe two-thirds of them are gangsters.

    "Do you like it?" Jing Fan asked again.

    "That said, which assistant doesn't like having a strong ADC?" Xiao Zeyang smiled.

    When Jing Fan heard Xiao Zeyang¡¯s words, he was stunned for a moment.

    ¡°Then the hand holding Xiao Zeyang¡¯s shoulder tightened slightly.

    His voice was very low, he squinted his eyes, and there was a hint of ambiguity and eroticism in his voice

    "Thendoes the assistant like that his ADC is also very strong in bed?"

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