Bab 2: America, Seattle [2]
She saw the fire burn more and more. Someone lit Qiu Ying's back, signaled her to move aside. Qiu Ying looked up and saw his beautiful arc of the chin. He walked to the middle of the crowd, separating excited fans from Jeffery Chen.
This... this person was the one who on the side of the stage.
He was tall, wearing a green and white uniform. A pair of legs were straight and slender. The jacket was with Legend's team emblem on his chest. They printed his name on his back: Ji Xiangkong.
"This is a competitive competition. The skill is inferior among others. Don't let anyone think we can't accept to lose. Even the last demeanor is gone."
Then he turned to face Jeffery Chen. Speak in fluent English: "Conquer as a game developed by the United States. They have held the Seattle Global Finals in the United States for so many years. Finally, there's a local champion. It was tough. Congratulations."
He raised his eyebrows when he said "so many years" and "finally". Deliberately raised the volume.
Jeffery Chen glanced at him and snorted. "Loser."
Ji Xiangkong wasn't angry but laughed: "If lose once in a game and become a loser, so you had been for all along these years."
Jeffery Chen twitched the corners of his mouth and snapped. "Next year, we will be the champions!"
Faced with the loud and forceful declaration of victory. Ji Xiangkong just shrugged casually: "You can try it."
He stopped and turn around and get out of the way for Jeffery Chen. The young genius glared at him and hit him on the shoulder on purpose. Ji Xiangkong was motionless, but Jeffery Chen had to take a step back when it bounced back. In the crowd's laughter. Jeffery Chen's complexion became pale, took big steps, and left.
There were still some people behind them. Ji Xiangkong gathered all people together, reached out, and put his hand on their shoulders. Qiu Ying couldn't hear what they were saying. He smiled and nodded, "You're right. The game wasn't playing well. Blame on me."
After a while, he clenched his right hand and struck the palm of his left hand. "Aiya, I just remembered. C God and the rest of the Legend are in Chinatown to eat boiling hot pot. I want to find them to get their autographs!"
"So why are you still here?"
"I left my things here. Let's stop talking. You guys go first, don't say you've seen me!"
Watched with satisfaction as a group of people ran away from the market. Ji Xiangkong just smiled and looked at the aisle where Qiu Ying's was: "Beautiful girl, did you take a good picture of the heroic action that I just did?"
Qiu Ying didn't expect him to talk suddenly. There was a flash of thunder and lightning in her mind.
The pie fell from the sky! A member of the runner-up team. It must be the grace of God. This guy seems to be open to girls!
First of all, we successfully established diplomatic relations. Maybe we'll get a chance to have a live broadcast with him in the future. Qiu Ying had a thought as she packed her bags. After walking a few steps, I suddenly felt the soles of her feet trembled. All the boys she met earlier were cooperative mode and fascinated by her sweet smile. What should I do with this hook-up God?
She closed her eyes. In her mind, she thought about several kinds of idolatry dramas with a melodramatic storyline, and she took a deep breath.
When she was in front of Ji Xiangkong, she has entered the mode of glamorous acting.
"Hello. I'm Qiu Ying, the game anchorwoman of 'Tour Star.' I've always wanted to have a chance to interview the Legend team. "
"You have to look for our team leader for this."
Qiu Ying said in a low voice, "It's not formal, just some private interview."
Ji Xiangkong nodded: "They are all at the hotpot restaurant. I just said that."
"My English is not good, and I don't have a car also don't know the direction." Qiu Ying learned to talk like the succulent fox fairy. Drop her eyes and lift it again. Her eyes covered with moisture looks lovely and pleasant. "Can you take me there?"
Ji Xiangkong held his arms, looked at her with interest, and said, "Of course. But what's in it for me?"
Qiu Ying was relieved to see that he had a tendency to get hooked and finally sighed with relief. She smiled at him again, dragged on the tone of voice: "Or... Later, can I have a drink with you?"
She had beautiful apricot eyes. Her eyes were moving, and her voice was warm. When she talked in a low voice, would make the male flushed with excitement.
Ji Xiangkong was not blushing, and he looked straight at her. His eyes seemed to depict her delicate features carefully.
Qiu Ying stared with fear. She wondered if she went too far. It was a long time before she heard him say, "Deal."
She didn't know if it's an illusion, but she saw an unknown smile passed through the corners of his mouth.
" Ji Xiangkong, a famous e-sports professional athletes. Project: Conquer. Game ID: Void. He is now playing for Legend, one of the top teams in China. Act as a bad strategy, BP hand, team conductor because his equipment choice didn't follow the common sense. The way he plays was changing and weird. It's called a battlefield fraudster."
Qiu Ying borrowed some time between going to the toilet, with a mobile phone to check the Ji Xiangkong's profile on Baidu encyclopedia. She swept through his long list of honors. She dragged the page to the end.
"The best newcomers in China were always around him, entered the second team Newland in 2014. Lead rookie Lin Yixuan (Xuan) and Tao Yu (ty) to stand out in the Seattle Global Finals China qualifying round to the top eight. He recognized as a national icon in Conquerer in 2015. Cris, the first person of Conquer in China, had been invited him to join Legend. "
Sure enough, he's a God.
After delayed for a long time, Qiu Ying hurriedly put away her mobile phone. After mending her makeup, she went back to the table.
Because of the defeat on the big game. Plus four years of "runner-up aura." The members of the Legend team were a little depressed. Team Leader Cris will retire when he returns home. She kept silent while eating. At the same table, there were also professional commentators from major game TV stations. Qiu Ying sat next to Ji Xiangkong, listening to them talk was like listening to the Book of Heaven. She hated herself for not doing more homework.
Just as she followed Ji Xiangkong into the restaurant, the whole table couldn't help sighing. But after seeing the girl's face and learning that she was the star's anchorwoman Qiu Ying. They all suddenly looked enlightened. She was sweeping into the eyes of Ji Xiangkong with nine points of gloating. And a point… Sympathy.
Ji Xiangkong was not taken it seriously. He sat baggy in his chair. He habitually tilted his head as he spoke. Lift one side of the mouth to show a teasing smile. A few words spurred the atmosphere at the table. Make the silent teammates laugh out loud.
Qiu Ying bit her chopsticks. She was pondering how to establish initial diplomatic relations with this "long thighs."
"By the way, do you have WeChat? "She took advantage when Ji Xiangkong lowered his head to eat the dish in front of him. Qiu Ying leaned to his ear and asked softly.
Ji Xiangkong shook his head, inexplicably said. "I lost my phone. "
Qiu Ying was very frustrated. Hesitant to ask for a cell phone number directly.
"I don't remember my number, either." He answered one step ahead of time.
Qiu Ying bit her lower lip. She would find a piece of paper to write to him, and suddenly he stood up. Waved to the whole table: "It's still early, let's go for a drink together."
There were always many people in the bar on weekends. The bar covered their walls with some large and small TV screens, and there was a replay of the football game in the afternoon. The cheering was endless.
Everyone started to drink soon. Someone took advantage of the drunk and start talking to Qiu Ying. She replied a few words, perfunctorily. She found out that Ji Xiangkong already disappeared.
Qiu Ying went around to find him. Ji Xiangkong leaned alone in the bar's corner, and he pressed his lips into a line. The light cast a heavy shadow on his face made him look a little lonely.
Qiu Ying's eyes suddenly softened. She thought, he lost in the game, he was having a hard time too. Maybe to appease his teammates, he pretended not to care and forced a smile.
A full drop of spring water slid across the heartstrings. Fall into a calm, clear pool. There are layers of ripples.
She walked gently to his side.
Ji Xiangkong didn't seem to be aware of her existence. His eyes fixed on the front and hadn't blinked for a long time.
At this moment of solitude into melancholy, it was an excellent time to open each other's hearts.
Qiu Ying racked her brains. Tried to recall the black and bold chicken soup sentences in the official accounts she read. She was just about to talk. Ji Xiangkong suddenly nudged her with his elbow.
"Look. That hot girl is nice in a black silk dress. "
"..."
A pleasant bell rang. Ji Xiangkong lowered his head, took out your cell phone, and answered the phone.
When he pressed the hang-up button, Qiu Ying couldn't help asking, "Didn't you say that you lost your phone?"
Ji Xiangkong looked at her innocently: "I've found it again now."
Qiu Ying took a deep breath and tried to make her smile looks less awkward: "Well. Shall we exchange WeChat?"
"Why?" Ji Xiangkong squinted at her. "Can we see each other again?"
Qiu Ying persuaded her stammeringly: "I am a game anchor."
"Oh." He nodded. "What does this have to do with me?"
Qiu Ying acted coquettishly and said: "Maybe I can ask for your guidance."
Ji Xiangkong was severe: "We professional players are always busy."
Then he turned around, went to his teammates, and never spoke to her again.
After the show, Qiu Ying followed Ji Xiangkong to pick up the car in the parking lot. She stepped on eight centimeters of high heels. The bottom of her heart trembled back and forth as the sound of "click" on her footsteps.
What is this? Sometimes he was warm and sometimes he cold. Loosen the reins to grasp them better?
She pretended to be experienced. But actually, she didn't know. Although usually all she had to do was soften her voice, and she could let pure teenagers saddle themselves on her. But so purposefully close to a celebrity, this was the first time.
"It's so late. Do you want to go home? "
Ji Xiangkong finally thought of looking back at her. Qiu Ying immediately closed her chest and straightened her stomach. "It doesn't matter," she said. "Let's play together for a while."
It was just the two of them now. Ji Xiangkong stopped, turned around, and looked at her with interest.
Qiu Ying swallowed her saliva uncomfortably, watching him come closer step by step. She leaned down. The tall figure covered the dim light of the streetlights, locked her in the shadows.
He raised his eyebrow and said, "Where are we going to play?"
She didn't know why. This guy only just smiling, but with a sultry atmosphere. She concentrated on his breath that swept the skin on the side of her face, and it was wet and hot. It tightened her nerves all over her body, and her palms were sweating. She winked hardly, implying that she was the one who has seen the big scene, she needs to calm down.
She focused on his face. Under his strong eyebrows were a pair of peach blossom's eyes, very intense. The end of the eye was slightly bent up. It was affectionate only if he didn't laugh.
He got closer and closer. Qiu Ying's scalp was numb. She felt an electric current running around the spine.
"Plaza? Nightclub?" His lips were close at hand. Vaguely passed her quivering eyelashes, her small nose, her delicate chin. Finally stopped in her reddish ears. His voice was low and hoarse. "Or… Where else?"
The siren sounded madly in Qiu Ying's mind. He wasn't thought that…..
She only wants his WeChat account!
He sensed that her breath was getting heavier. There was a tendency to put his arms around her waist. Qiu Ying finally lost her tension. The body took a step back subconsciously.
She looked up awkwardly. She saw the corner of Ji Xiangkong's mouth slightly raised. There was a cunning light in the amber eyes.
"I'm just kidding." He straightened up a little away from her. Put his hands inside the pockets. The careless expression crawled back to his face. "Let's go. I'll send you home."
The plated gold particles were floating in the air, surging around him. The wind had not blown away the heat for a long time. Qiu Ying bowed her head and stepped on her shadow angrily, tried hard to calm her beating heart.
Once there were mood swings. It will be challenging to control the situation. That was a bad start.
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