The competition was over, and although the spectators were still a little unsatisfied, the spectators spontaneously walked outside when the five members of the King team stood on the podium and were put on the gold medal.

"It's finally over." Fang Lun's tense nerves relaxed, and the taste of being stared at by countless eyes was not very good, and there was an inexplicable oppression

"Fang Lun, what are you going to do in the future? It's better to register the team directly, although you can't directly join the newly established Chinese LPL this year, but I can help you apply for the qualification of LSPL, as long as you play for half a year, and can be promoted in the promotion and relegation of LSPL to LPL, you can just participate in the LPL competition the year after tomorrow, what do you think? ”

Zhong Weifa originally planned to let Fang Lun rest for a year, but Fang Lun actually had such strength, which made Zhong Weifa temporarily change his mind, the peak period of e-sports professional players is not long, and every year is very crucial.

Therefore, he specially went out of his way and bought an LSPL spot, just so that Fang Lun could step into the professional arena as soon as possible and adapt to the rhythm of the game.

“LSPL？” Fang Lun pondered, there were also many powerful teams in the sub-professional league, at least stronger than the level he had come into contact with in this county.

He turned his head to look at Zhao Hanyue, a little reluctant in his heart, and hesitated: "I need to ask Liu Yu for their opinions, as well as her opinions." ”

"Your son." Zhong Weifa smiled bitterly, he was really a seed of idiocy, and he had to hesitate even about this kind of thing related to the future of self (shēn).

"I'll communicate with the team members, you coax your family well, the honeymoon (qíng) couple is not willing to separate."

Zhao Hanyue looked at a few people blankly, and she didn't know much about their LSPL, but she had some bad blessings in her heart

"Then we'll go first." Fang Lun pulled Zhao Hanyue Qi (shēn) and said.

Zhong Weifa nodded and said, "Have a good trip." ”

"Ron, goodbye."

"Goodbye, Sister Xia and Uncle Zhong."

The corners of Zhong Weifa's mouth twitched, this Uncle Zhong really hurt him a little.

"Fang Lun will definitely be a good husband in the future." Xia Ancai looked at the back of Liangrao and said.

"I'm also a good husband." Zhong Weifa saw that Cheyenne Caixin (qíng) was a little down, and put his arm around her shoulder and comforted.

"But for whatever reason, you never thought to discuss it with me back then."

Cheyenne Chaiqi (shēn) walked out of the lounge, stopped Zhong Weifa's pursuit, and said, "Let me be alone for a while, I think it's time to think about our affairs (qíng)." ”

Zhong Weifa sat back in his chair dejectedly, at that time, he was indeed like Xia Ancai, he did his own thing, and rarely thought about not sparing his thoughts.

"Lun, you've hurt me."

Fang Lun took Zhao Hanyue out of the venue, the audience had not completely dispersed, and when they saw Fang Lun coming out, they all came over to ask for autographs, and one of the beautiful women with a good posture wanted to post it on Fang Lun's (shēn), but was stopped by Zhao Hanyue's glare.

"What do you want to do to my boyfriend?"

The beautiful woman smiled, took out a pen and paper from her pocket, and said, "Can you ask your boyfriend to sign for me?" ”

"It's okay to sign autographs, don't lean on my boyfriend (shēn), he won't like you."

Zhao Hanyue grabbed Fang Lun's arm, her eyes widened, and she looked at the beauty with hostility.

Fang Lun saw her like this for the first time, like a tiger protecting food.

"Girl, give me a pen and paper."

"Oh, good."

After Fang Lun wrote his name casually, he handed the pen and paper back to the beauty, who glanced at Zhao Hanyue timidly and muttered, "What a murderer, I don't know what The King likes about her." ”

Zhao Hanyue flattened her mouth and looked at Fang Lun aggrievedly, Fang Lun touched her head and said, "I just like your fierce appearance, so good (ài)." ”

"You think I'm fierce too?"

"You are fierce (nǎi) fierce, not scary at all."

"Really?"

"Hmm."

After signing several fans in a row, Fang Lun and Zhao Hanyue quickly left here.

"Let's go back to my house first, it's still early, I have something (qíng) I want to discuss with you."

"Isn't it a bad thing (qíng)?" Zhao Hanyue seemed to realize something, and turned her head to look at Fang Lun.

"Fool, there's nothing bad (qíng), you'll know when you get home."

"Well, you can't lie to me."

"I kid you not."

Zhao Hanyue breathed a sigh of relief, her body leaned softly on Fang Lun (shēn), and now her (qíng) mood fluctuated greatly, and she already felt a little sleepy at this time.

"Sleep, I'll call you when I get home." Fang Lun said softly.

Soon, Zhao Hanyue let out a cat-like snoring sound, slight and rhythmic

Fang Lun looked out the window, his heart (qíng) was a little heavy, if he had the opportunity to go to LSPL, he was naturally willing to go, but what should she do?

Even after being reborn, he still has to face such a difficult choice, which makes Fang Lunxin (qíng) very irritable, and he didn't even notice that the car stopped for a long time.

"Brother, it's time to get there." The taxi driver reminded again.

"I'm sorry, I was thinking about something (qíng)."

"Was puppy love discovered? It's not a problem for you, but it's more bad for you to grow up. The taxi driver seemed to be very insightful, and after teaching Fang Lun Yitong, he fell into deep thought.

Fang Lun moved Zhao Hanyue's heart out of the taxi, let her lean on herself (shēn), took out the change from her pocket, and said, "Here, master." ”

"Exactly."

Fang Lun opened the door, carried the dazed Zhao Hanyue into the house, and put it on his own (chuáng).

"Brother Lun, are you home?" Zhao Hanyue's body moved, and before her eyes opened, she asked in a daze.

"When you get home, you can sleep for a while when you are sleepy, and I will go to the house to watch TV first."

"Don't watch TV, you can't leave me." Zhao Hanyue hugged Fang Lun's waist and rubbed her head against Fang Lun's (shēn) body, preventing him from moving.

"Go to sleep, I'm not leaving, okay." Fang Lun stroked her hair, took off her outer (tào) and shoes, and put a quilt over her (shēn).

"You come up and sleep with me."

Fang Lun looked at Zhao Hanyue a little strangely, although she was also very clingy in the past, she was not like now.

"Hanyue, what's wrong with you?"

"I just want you to hug me, but you don't agree to this request, don't you like me anymore?"

Fang Lun was helpless, took off his shoes and got into the quilt, and hugged her (shēn) body.

"Well, go to sleep."

Zhao Hanyue hugged Fang Lun very tightly, her head resting on his mouth, and after a while, Fang Lun only felt a burst of warmth at his mouth, and looked down to see that she was already asleep, her body curled up in Fang Lun's arms, her eyes closed, her long eyelashes, and her face still had moist marks.

Are they tears? Fang Lun was silent, it seemed that she had already sensed something, but she didn't want to affect herself, so she behaved so abnormally.

"Brother Lun, don't leave me, okay?"

"Hanyue, are you awake?"

There was no response, it turned out to be just her dream talk.

Fang Lun pursed his lips, made a decision in his heart, hugged Zhao Hanyue's (shēn) body with his backhand, and said, "I won't leave you." ”

With the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms, Fang Lun's tired spirit was completely relaxed, and he soon fell asleep.

The highly concentrated competition was very draining on Rao's energy, Fang Lun slept very deeply, and he didn't even hear the sound of the key opening the door.

"Son, what do you see your mother brought back to you today?"

Thinking that her son has a future, Li Mei is happy, so she bought some meals to eat and prepare to treat him.

"Look at my record (xìng), what kind of competition is he participating in today, the house must be like a kennel again, and I have to clean it up for him."

Li Mei complained and walked into Fang Lun's room, and when she saw the two people covered with quilts, her eyes suddenly became glazed.

"Get up." Li Mei slapped Fang Lun's head, you can't do anything wrong if you have money, how old are the two of them? Doing this kind of thing (qíng) under the light (rì) is absolutely not allowed to be promoted.

Fang Lun's eyes were half-open, and he subconsciously said, "Mom, you're back, let me sleep again, I'm so tired today." ”

Tired? Li Mei was angry, directly grabbed his ear, and said sharply: "Hurry up and get up for me." ”

Fang Lun suddenly sobered up and sat up straight, while Zhao Hanyue sucked in and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Brother Lun, don't move." ”

"Mom, things (qíng) are not what you imagined, we just sleep."

Simple sleep? Li Mei smiled, when she was a three-year-old child?

"Give you ten minutes to get dressed and come out."

Fang Lun smiled bitterly and said, "In less than ten minutes, I'll lift the quilt now." ”

finished, and violently lifted the quilt.

Li Mei breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the clothes on the two (shēn) were neat, and said, "I'm scared to death, I thought you were ......."

The cold came, Zhao Hanyue finally woke up leisurely, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the scrutinizing gaze of a strange woman.

Zhao Hanyue shrunk to Fang Lun's side and looked at Fang Lun suspiciously.

"This is my mother."

Fang Lun's mother? Zhao Hanyue's head was written, and she suddenly jumped down from (chuáng), and said incoherently: "Mom." ”

As soon as the words came out, Zhao Hanyue covered her red cheeks with her hands and sighed, what am I doing, this time I am embarrassed.

Li Mei looked at the overwhelmed girl in front of her with interest, her face with delicate facial features, delicate (jiāo) exquisite, and no powder was not used, and her big smart eyes kept blinking because of nervousness, and the appearance of covering her face at this time made people even more pitiful.

"Eh, girl, did Fang Lun bully you? If she bullies you, tell Mom, and Mom will clean him up. Li Mei took Zhao Hanyue's hand and sat on the (chuáng) and asked.

Zhao Hanyue's shy heart (qíng) gradually faded, her eyes rolled, and she pouted: "He murdered me, and everyone else and girls want to stick it to him (shēn), and he doesn't refuse, Mom, you help me take care of him, otherwise he won't want me." ”

Zhao Hanyue shook Li Mei's arm with both hands, there was a slight sense of sa (jiāo) in the pitiful god (qíng), Li Mei's mother (ài) was overflowing, how to look at Fang Lun how unpleasant.

"Why don't you go to the kitchen and cook the dishes? What are you doing here? ”

Fang Lun glared at Zhao Hanyue fiercely, and Zhao Hanyue stuck out her tongue triumphantly.

"Okay, then you two can talk."

Fang Lun left the room, and only Zhao Hanyue and Li Mei were left in the room.