"Would you like something to eat, I think you're all hungry." Kiki forced a smile and hurriedly got up from the couch to get ready to cook.

Zhang Bing echoed: "Yes, yes, hurry up and cook, I'm dying of hunger." It's not just a ban, it's a big deal that we'll continue after a year. ”

A year later, it should be nearly thirty years later, Zhang Bing was a little sad.

"I don't want to eat it, so you can eat it." Song Song stood up and walked towards the attic.

When such a thing happened, Song Song still seemed to be indifferent, without any sadness, and the expression on his face, including his eyes, did not show the slightest sadness, but he just looked a little lost.

"Bang!"

The attic door was slammed shut, bringing everyone in the living room back to reality.

Immediately after that, the kitchen also sounded the sound of tinkling, and the cooking had already begun.

Song Song squatted in the corner of the attic, and didn't turn on the lights, just squatting quietly in the corner in the dark, and the silence made people feel terrible.

From the beginning of the Internet café league to the present, AG, which has rarely lost in such finals, has become such a situation.

Hehe, ban!

Bastard, did you really get to the bottom of the matter? Or are you already sure that it must be a match-fixing based on the video and the check alone? Yes, there is still a chance to redeem it.

Song Song stood up suddenly, and suddenly continued to squat down.

No, no, there is no more, this matter has been fully announced, and it is impossible for the alliance to cancel any of this decision without authorization, and the evidence is very unfavorable to the AG.

Could it be that AG is really allowed to carry such a black cauldron on his back!

"Ah...... Woo......"

Listening to Song Song's roar in the attic gradually turning into a crying voice, the other people eating in the restaurant couldn't help but stop their chopsticks, their hearts trembled slightly, but they didn't know how to comfort Song Song.

"Eat, everyone, eat quickly, go to bed early after eating, and get up early tomorrow morning to train." Zhang Bing picked up the chopsticks first, stretched out in front of a piece of braised pork that was noisy, and the chopsticks in his hand stopped again.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Zhang Bing, who had always been good-tempered, slammed his chopsticks and yelled at the ceiling above his head: "Call your mother, I didn't see labor and management eating." ”

"Grass!" The bowl on the table also fell to the ground because of Zhang Bing's violent movements.

"Bang!"

Zhang Bing picked up a pack of cigarettes and didn't even eat the meal, and walked out of the restaurant directly.

Qiqi, who was sitting next to Zhang Bing, silently cleaned up the broken bowl on the floor, and continued to sit at the dining table to eat.

"Alas!" Kiki sighed and began to clean up the barely moving food on the table.

After packing up everything, Qiqi was about to go back to the room to rest, and happened to see Zhang Bing, who was sitting in the living room smoking a cigarette, and casually advised: "Rest early." ”

Soon, all that was left of the villa was the living room with the lights on.

With the sound of the door being opened, listening to this somewhat strange footsteps, Zhang Bingtou didn't reply and asked, "What, do you want to leave too?" ”

"I want to be quiet." Song Song dragged the suitcase and walked in front of Zhang Bing.

Looking at the cigarette butts that were already stuffed in the ashtray, Song Song's throat squirmed slightly, when he first recruited Zhang Bing in, he clearly promised him that he would definitely go to the world stage together.

The sorry words were just about to be exported, but they were directly blocked by Zhang Bing: "Some people are born to do this, no matter where they go." ”

Song Song smiled and did not deny it.

Turning his head, he took out a letter from the suitcase and the key to the attic and put it on the coffee table: "Help me give it to Wanwan." ”

"I know!" Zhang Bing said: "When you come back, don't be stopped by your quietness." ”

"How so!"

After a brief chat, Song Song didn't drag, and pulled his suitcase out of the villa......

The next day.

Qiqi was the first to get up, looked at Zhang Bing, who was still sitting on the sofa, and then looked at the attic where the door was still closed, and asked in a very flat tone: "He, gone?" ”

Zhang Bing, who was sitting on the sofa, nodded.

"You want something to eat in the morning, you didn't eat last night." Kiki smiled.

"Let's make an egg soup, it's hot."

"Understood."

The sound of clanging came from the kitchen, and in a few moments, almost all the others woke up.

After washing up, they gathered together in the living room, and looked at Zhang Bing, who was sitting in the living room drinking egg soup, one by one, dumbfounded, and was about to say something, when the knock on the door sounded.

"I'll open the door."

Xue Yongjie, who doesn't come to the villa often, actually came to the villa so early, his face didn't look very good, and he looked at the strange scene in the living room and asked a little puzzled: "You don't know yet?" ”

"I haven't told them yet." Without waiting for others to say, Zhang Bing picked up the conversation first.

Zhang Bing stood up and handed the letter and key in his hand to Wen Wan, who was still in a trance behind him: "Here you go." ”

"For me?" Wen Wan was a little puzzled.

The words "Song Song" on the envelope were very conspicuous, Wen Wan had a bad feeling, and looked at Zhang Bing: "What is this key?" ”

"The key to the attic."

Wen Wan rushed to the attic in disbelief, opened the door of the attic room, and everything in the room had disappeared without a trace, leaving only the empty room, and the child period on the bed, and the flowers swaying outside the window.

"Last night, as soon as the news of the match-fixing was released, the Internet café was smashed, and even the training room was unavoidable." Xue Yongjie suddenly talked about the Internet café, and his expression was a little gloomy.

"Song Song, I left last night."

Immediately afterward, a gentle cry was heard from the attic.

"Wanwan, I'm sorry, maybe I can't accompany you to the LPL. Sometimes, I wonder if I wasn't Song Song, I'm just an ordinary professional gamer who doesn't have those memories and can't remember killing my favorite person because of esports. There are some things that I really wanted to tell you a long time ago, but I can't say it, I really like it, I like you so much, I like you so much, but I'm afraid, I'm afraid that I'll be like the same as before, in that case, I guess I won't be at ease in this life......"

"Sub-period, I fixed it for you, it's just...... I believe that you will become a very good professional player in the future, and I will silently bless you behind your back. ”