Pretend to hate you [eSports]

"W-what?" Cheng Yu pushed Shen Zheng's hand away, "You're blocking me from seeing the comments."
His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he began to thank the audience for their gifts indiscriminately.

"Thank you, my dear Cheng Yu, for the bottle of nutrient solution."
"Thanks to Captain Shen... um, Captain Shen's true fans for sending me two bazookas."
"Thank you, Zheng Zheng. Ahem, Zheng Zheng, for sending me two bottles of nutrient solution. Thank you."

Barrage: "What did Captain Shen show Cheng Yu? Why did he stutter? Could it be something that Jinjiang cannot write about?"
Barrage: "Do you have to thank me for the free nutrient solution too? Hahahahaha."
Barrage: "Why are you so nervous all of a sudden? Cheng Yu's eyes are wandering."

Cheng Yu: "Are you nervous? I'm not."
He folded his legs and changed his posture, spoke, and then changed back again: "I didn't see what Captain Shen showed me, I only saw your comments."

Shen Zheng next to him: "Watch it again?"
Cheng Yu: "No, I don't care."

Barrage: "Again, again, give it to me too!"
Cheng Yu: "Are you Teletubbies? Say what again."

Li Hong came in and reminded Cheng Yu that it was almost time.

With a sigh of relief, Cheng Yu said to the audience in the live broadcast room: "That's all for today. The live broadcast is over. The prizes will be sent out within two weeks. Thank you for your support. See you next time."

Cheng Yu waved at the camera.

"Good job." Shen Zheng patted Cheng Yu's head. His hair was fresh and felt very comfortable to touch. He couldn't help but rubbed it twice more.
"What are you doing?" Thinking that the live broadcast room was not closed yet, Cheng Yu immediately clicked to stop the live broadcast, but the barrage in his room was still refreshing.

“Ahhhhh, Captain Shen is so cute!”
"Little Cheng Yu's words just now, what are you doing? You were so shy!"
“Please be in the same frame more often, thank you!!!”

"Are you looking for death?" As soon as the camera was turned off, Cheng Yu returned to his little lion state. He pushed Shen Zheng's hand away, and his fingertips touched Shen Zheng's knuckles. The skin temperature was a little high.
Pretending to ignore Shen Zheng, Cheng Yu scratched his ear and turned to ask Ling Le: "Did the coach say what time the training match will be this afternoon?"
Ling Le was helping Yu Hao test the computer, and turned around and said, "Let's go with the old time. Aren't our training matches always at a fixed time?"

Cheng Yu: "Oh, I forgot."
Ling Le: "Why are you acting weird? Is it because of the live camera?"
Cheng Yu: "No, the show is over. I'll go check out the address the audience sent me."

All the addresses in the background have been counted, but the address of "Cheng Yu's legitimate" husband has not been sent.

"Hey." Cheng Yu nudged the person next to him with his foot.
Shen Zheng turned around and looked inquiringly.

"Your one," Cheng Yu touched his earlobe, "that small account, don't forget to send the address."
Ling Le's ears pricked up instantly: "What small account, what address? Boss, you used the small account to watch the female anchor?"

"You're everywhere!" Cheng Yu pushed Ling Le back and asked him to debug the machine properly.
Ling Le cried and muttered that Cheng Yu and the boss had a woman outside without him.

"Have you sent it?" Cheng Yu urged Shen Zheng again.

"Which trumpet?" Shen Zheng said calmly, his arm resting on the computer desk, "I have too many trumpets."

"Don't pretend." Cheng Yu kicked him again, "That's the one in my live studio."

"Which one? I opened several small accounts in your live broadcast room to help you increase popularity." Shen Zheng asked with a malicious look, with a smile on his face.

"Tsk, are you..." Cheng Yu stood up suddenly, strode to Shen Zheng angrily and pulled him by the collar.

Others thought Cheng Yu was going to hit someone, but then they saw Cheng Yu grab Shen Zheng by the collar, then bend down and say something in his ear.

"What?" Shen Zheng was being pulled by the collar. He tilted his head slightly, his dark eyes gleaming. "I didn't hear clearly."

"Are your ears full?" Cheng Yu complained, lowered his head, and almost bit Shen Zheng's ear and said, "Your number one account, address, hurry up."

Shen Zheng: "I have several small accounts that are on other people's lists..."

"Come out here!" Cheng Yu covered Shen Zheng's mouth in time. He glanced at the others and saw that no one noticed that the number one on the list Shen Zheng was talking about was his number one, so he carried the man out.

Shen Zheng calmly followed Cheng Yu's force and left the training room.

Ling Le: "What happened between the boss and Cheng Yu?"
Lu Ming: "It seems like Cheng Yu asked the boss for something, but the boss didn't give it to him."
Ling Le: "What do you want? It can't be moral integrity, the boss doesn't have that."
The two looked at each other and laughed.

When he reached the corridor, Cheng Yu looked around and saw that the third floor was full of training rooms. The youth training team and the first team were on the same floor.
"Come with me." Cheng Yu was worried, so he pulled Shen Zheng downstairs to the dormitory floor.

Shen Zheng said nothing and just obediently followed him downstairs.

Several youth training kids on the third floor saw the leader of their Yuhuo Club being dragged downstairs by Cheng Yu by the collar. Soon, the news that the two talented Cs had a disagreement during training and were about to fight spread in Yuhuo.

Cheng Yu dragged Shen Zheng all the way to his room before letting go.

"Address." He pushed Shen Zheng to the bedroom, flexed his wrist and said, "Send it to me quickly, Li Hong is waiting for it."

There was no light in the room. Cheng Yu forgot to draw the curtains in the morning, so the light was dim.

"You haven't told me which trumpet you are yet." Shen Zheng stood in front of Cheng Yu, writing forward intentionally or unintentionally to shorten the distance between them.

Cheng Yu leaned his back against the door, turned his face away, and said quickly and vaguely: "Cheng Yu's legal husband."

He always knew that Shen Zheng was taller than him, and they often stood together. Maybe it was because of the dim light today, but for the first time he found that Shen Zheng's figure completely enveloped him, and he felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

There is another point that I can’t quite explain, and I’m eager to try it.

"What?" Shen Zheng leaned down, supported his right arm on Cheng Yu's head, and whispered in his ear, "Be clear."
"Shen Zheng, don't go too far." Cheng Yu pushed Shen Zheng but failed to move him.
Is this guy usually this strong? In his impression, he and Shen Zheng have always been evenly matched.

"Speak clearly, and I'll give it to you when you're clear." Shen Zheng lowered his voice very low, accompanied by a smile. In the dim light, his intentional teasing was infinitely magnified. "There's no one else here, so just speak nicely."
"You, the number one on the list, your small account." Cheng Yu reluctantly uttered a few words and that was it.
He realized it later and punched Shen Zheng: "I'll write down the address of the club and give it to you when I get there."

"Cheng Yu." The arm that was supporting him fell down, and Shen Zheng grabbed Cheng Yu's hair with his fingers and gently moved it, "Let me discuss something."

"Talking is one thing, but why do you always pull my hair?" Cheng Yu crossed his arms and said unhappily, "Speak, I'm listening." "Keep the training time within eight hours, okay?" Shen Zheng entangled his hair with his fingers and curled it, over and over again, as if addicted.

Shen Zheng clearly felt the stiffness of Cheng Yu under him, even the roots of his hair became stiff.

"Shen Zheng, others can advise me, but you can advise me too?" Cheng Yu raised his chin slightly, and spoke clearly, "Do you really think I'm a genius who can maintain my condition without training? You know better than me how much you have paid to get to where you are today. Now you are advising me, do you want my best, or do you want to avoid the fire and water?"

Shen Zheng was silent, his eyelashes drooping.
"This year, I will take you..."

"What do you want me to do? Win a Grand Slam?" Cheng Yu laughed angrily. "Captain Shen is really selfless. He has paved the way for me to retire with honor, right?"
He pushed Shen Zheng hard, putting some distance between them. "Thank you so much, Captain Shen."

Cheng Yu wondered if he had forgotten to close the window. The moment he pushed Shen Zheng's door open, he felt a chill.
"Why play e-sports when you have to pave the way like this? You should go back to study civil engineering." He turned around and opened the door. "Stop interfering in my affairs from now on."

"Cheng Yu." Shen Zheng grabbed Cheng Yu's wrist and pulled it back with brute force. He closed the door and pushed Cheng Yu against the door panel again.
He could feel the blue veins and cartilage in Cheng Yu's wrist, as well as his rapid pulse.

The friction of his fingertips on his wrist caused a slight tremor, and Cheng Yu raised his leg to kick him.

"Don't be angry, that's not what I meant." Shen Zheng pushed Cheng Yu's left leg apart with his knee, restricting his movements. He rubbed Cheng Yu's forehead with the tip of his nose and negotiated in a hoarse voice, "If the time you stay in e-sports is fixed, can you extend it a little bit?"

Whether it was his wrists, thighs or forehead, Cheng Yu only felt that something in his body was about to explode, and he couldn't think about Shen Zheng's words at all.
"What do you mean?" He steadied his disordered breathing, slowly raised his eyes, and met Shen Zheng's focused gaze.

"Please stay with me longer." In the dark, Shen Zheng's eyes were still bright. He let go of Cheng Yu's wrist, rubbed his head, and pinched his earlobe. "I'm really happy that you can come, so stay with me more, okay?"

Until he went to bed at night, Cheng Yu's wrists and thighs were numb and his ears were hot.
His mind was filled with the promise he had made to Shen Zheng, and then he left the room and went into the light, and saw Shen Zheng's red ears.
Why are his ears so red? I didn't pinch him.

Are you shy?
Cheng Yu quickly deleted this speculation. Who is Shen Zheng? There is no reason for him to be shy. Besides, there is no point in him being shy in front of his teammates and brothers.
Don’t think about it anymore, just go to sleep!
The next morning, the whole team saw Cheng Yu coming with dark circles under his eyes.

Ling Le: "Cheng Yu, I heard that you and the boss had a fight in the bedroom?"
Cheng Yu, who was still in a daze, suddenly became alert: "What the hell? Where did it come from?"

Ling Le pointed in the direction of the youth training team and said, "The youth training team said that you and the boss had a fight over command from the third floor to the second floor, and from the second floor to the bedroom. The door panels were banged by you two."
Cheng Yu: "Fuck him, that's bullshit."

Ling Le: "That's right, the boss loves you so much, how could he bear to hit you, but the boss got up quite late today."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the training room opened and Shen Zheng came in.

Same dark circles as Cheng Yu.

-

There are still two games in this year's spring season. After that, we will take a break for a while during the Chinese New Year and continue playing next year.
The performance of the Yuhuo Team before the New Year broke all previous records, winning all five games.
There are more and more fans supporting Yuhuo online, and most people expect Yuhuo to get a ticket to the S League and shine.

Team Yuhuo Zhan had their last dinner together before the New Year, and Coach Wu treated them all again. It was the familiar barbecue restaurant and the familiar private room.
This time when we came to eat, the boss brought a Yuhuo jersey and asked for an autograph, saying that his son particularly liked Yuhuo.
The five team members were flattered and signed their names on their uniforms carefully.

After signing, Ling Le said, "Why do I feel like I'm about to debut? Do I need to hire a publicist for myself? What if someone smears me in the future?"
Everyone at the table raised their middle fingers in tacit agreement.

Ling Le fiddled with his bangs: "What are you doing! You will be fined for attacking your teammates' mentality."
After a pause, Ling Le looked at Li Hong, tugged at his clothes and said, "Brother Li, I feel like my clothes are too boring."

Li Hong: "You can buy a new one, it's not like you didn't get a bonus."
Ling Le still pulled his clothes: "It's not about the money."

Li Hong was confused for two seconds, then understood: "You want a sponsor? Play your game well, I will make arrangements."
Ling Le smiled and raised his eyebrows, leaning towards Li Hong: "How is it, is it easier to negotiate sponsorship after the game?"
Li Hong glanced at Shen Zheng and pushed Ling Le away: "Go away, stop asking questions."

Just then the waiter came to serve the meat, and Coach Wu invited everyone to grill the meat together, so the topic was dropped.
Cheng Yu looked at Li Hong, then at Shen Zheng, and then at Coach Wu. There was something wrong with the expressions of the three of them, but they couldn't tell what was wrong.

The meal lasted until the early morning. Ling Le was drunk again. In order to avoid him knocking on his door again, Cheng Yu planned to go home directly.
Shen Zheng wanted to send him off, but Cheng Yu refused.

-

When Mother Cheng woke up in the morning, she saw a white cat watching TV on the sofa. She was so scared that she screamed as if she had seen a mouse.
Cheng Yu scratched his ears, put down his legs and turned around and asked plaintively, "Are you that excited?"

Mother Cheng patted her chest and said, "I was so scared. I thought it was a big dandelion. When did it come back?"
"Early morning." Cheng Yu said, "Mom, I'm hungry."

Mother Cheng prepared breakfast and called Cheng Yu and Father Cheng to come out for dinner.
At the dining table, Mom and Dad Cheng sat next to each other, opposite Cheng Yu.

The two of them were nudging, whispering, and making faces.
"If you have anything to say, just say it." Cheng Yu took a bite of the egg, "I have to go on a business trip again. Can't we celebrate the New Year together?"

"No, your dad and I have already discussed it. We will go to grandma's house to celebrate the New Year this year." Cheng's mother picked up the bowl and chopsticks and said with a smile, "It's true, Qinzhou got a scholarship, and his parents have been showing off on WeChat Moments for several days."

Qinzhou is the child of Cheng's father's colleague and also Cheng Yu's classmate in high school.
Cheng Yu: "He's a good student in high school, pretty normal."

Father Cheng took over the conversation: "Oh, Qinzhou's father also invited us to dinner. Didn't you see his proud and pleased expression at the dinner table? It makes people jealous and envious. I remember that your academic performance is not worse than Qinzhou's. If you go to college, you will definitely get a scholarship."

Cheng's mother agreed: "Of course, our Cheng Yu's grades are better than Qin Zhou's, right, Cheng Yu?"
Cheng Yu understood that his parents still wanted him to go back to school.

Cheng Yu's parents always keep their words. They promised him that he could play professionally if he was admitted to a designated university. He actually did it, but they did not say that he could play professionally forever.
When he retained his university student status, Cheng Yu knew that his parents would let him go back to school sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon, less than three months later.
Cheng Yu took the last bite of breakfast and put down his chopsticks: "I will consider returning to school when I can no longer play in the game."

Mother Cheng sighed, "We are doing this for your own good. Your uncle Cheng told me that using your eyes for such a long time is very harmful. Your eyes are much more fragile than those of other people. We are worried about you."

Cheng Yu didn't say anything. He stood up, picked up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them.
The sound of running water blocked out the conversation between the two parties.

"Let's put it this way." After Cheng Yu finished washing the dishes, Cheng's father said, "If you are willing to go back to school, I will agree to any condition."
Cheng Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Cheng's father to confirm: "Any conditions are fine?"
Father Cheng nodded solemnly: "Yes, any conditions are fine."
Cheng Yu: "Let me play e-sports for another ten years."

(End of this chapter)