After Lin Qiuran refused again, he once again issued an eviction order to Zhao Qichen.

"Captain, it's time for you to go to training."

"No, I'm going to be here until you say yes."

"Volunteer."

Lin Qiuran completely ignored him and returned to work, no matter how Zhao Qichen stared at her, he didn't raise his head.

Zhao Qichen is still somewhat useful, such as at this time.

"Where are the team's paperwork?"

Zhao Qichen lazily folded his arms and raised his chin.

"The second compartment of the wall cabinet, in a large cardboard box."

The box was very big and heavy, and Zhao Qichen just wanted to stop Lin Qiuran and move the box down by himself.

But after thinking about it, let Lin Qiuran personally ask him for help, and it felt ...... It also seems to be good.

So Zhao Qichen looked at Lin Qiuran for a long time, waiting for her to ask for help, so that he could stage a "hero helping beauty".

However, just when Zhao Qichen was thinking so crankily, Lin Qiuran found a small bench to step on, moved the box out of the closet and put it on the ground, looking as usual, and couldn't see how hard it was.

Zhao Qichen's eyes suddenly became strange.

He couldn't help but ask, "Ranran, isn't it heavy for you to carry this box?" ”

"At work, please call me manager." Lin Qiuran quickly browsed through the box, "Is it heavy?" OK. ”

It's okay.

Zhao Qichen's expression was a little complicated.

Was last night's enchantment an illusion on his own? Why does Lin Qiuran look like nothing has happened?

What about the so-called "arms that can't be lifted up with soreness", "the whole body is like being run over by a wheel, and I can't use half of my strength", "I can't close my legs, let alone walk"?

Lin Qiuran not only couldn't see any abnormalities when he walked, but he was also able to move down a box that he thought was heavy.

Those bullshit novels, all, he, mother, yes, lie, people, of!

Zhao Qichen stood up from the chair with a "pout", his heart was turbulent, and the surface was calm.

"I'm going to train."

Probably because he was finally going to do business, Lin Qiuran gave him a smile.

"Come on!"

Listening to Zhao Qichen's ears, it was inexplicably like his wife saying perfunctorily "come on" to her impotent and impotent husband......

He shook his head and shook off the strange thought.

Zhao Qichen walked downstairs, and in the training room on the first floor, the old wolf and the horse monkey were training in a double row, and the little fat was slumped in the gaming chair, holding a big bag of potato chips.

Zhao Qichen's computer was next to Chubby's, and after he sat down, he poked a circle of bubble meat on Chubby's arm.

"Hey, Chubby."

Chubby grabbed a handful of potato chips and stuffed them into his mouth.

"What?"

Zhao Qichen asked thoughtfully: "What do you think of my physical fitness?" ”

"Physical fitness?"

Xiaopang turned the gaming chair to Zhao Qichen, squeezed his eyebrows and said.

"Isn't there a super hot novel in the fandom area of our team forum.,It's called "Captain.,Good physical strength.,Hahahahaha, your physical fitness is superb! Seven times a night, seven days a week, it's no problem! ”

Zhao Qichen and Wen Zhouxing, the two most popular male protagonists in the same area of the SOD forum.

Zhao Qichen sneered, "Little fatty, don't talk nonsense." ”

Xiaopang quickly restrained his smile, patted Zhao Qichen's shoulder with his oily right hand that had grabbed potato chips, and sympathized.

"To be honest, I don't think so. Sitting in front of the computer every day, sitting for more than ten hours, your little belly is about to grow. ”

Zhao Qichen lifted his clothes and looked down, and sure enough, his abdominal muscles were becoming less and less obvious.

He gritted his teeth, "...... I'm going to the gym tomorrow. No, go today. ”

Xiaopang glanced at Zhao Qichen strangely and exclaimed.

"Captain, did you take the wrong medicine? Let's e-sports players, speak with strength! What do you want such a good body for? Like the fat man, I can't hold the field because the tonnage is heavy enough! ”

As he spoke, he diligently grabbed a handful of potato chips and wanted to send them to Zhao Qichen's mouth.

"Come on, Fat House Happy Potato Chips, enjoy the happy time that belongs to the Fat House!"

Zhao Qichen glanced at him with disgust, and pulled the bag of potato chips out of Xiao Fat's arms with a "whoosh".

"Still eating?" He reprimanded, "If you continue to eat like this, the gaming chair won't be able to fit you." ”

In the wailing of Xiaopang, Zhao Qichen walked to the trash can and threw the potato chips into it.

He domineeringly announced, "Your fat house happy days are over." ”

"......" Xiaopang said, "Zhao Qichen, I x your uncle." ”

After the double row of horse monkeys and old wolves ended, the four of them entered the custom suits and began to play a group training match.

Chubby held his headphones, "Captain, we decided to renew the contract?" ”

Zhao Qichen said "um", "The old wolf went to find the car." ”

Recently, due to various things, everyone has been very out of shape.

Chubby stared at the computer screen, sighing in a daze as he expertly operated it.

"Captain, do you think we're really starting to go downhill? You and I are 21 years old, and the oldest old wolf is 23 years old. After five or six years in the industry, the peak period should also pass. ”

Zhao Qichen freed his hand and slapped the back of his head fiercely, and said impatiently.

"Didn't I tell you? Watch more live broadcasts of Internet celebrities and less media pressure? They say you can't do it, you really can't? Why are you so obedient? Fans still make you lose weight, why don't you lose weight? ”

Xiaopang was scolded, but he ironed a lot in his heart, and smirked "hey, hey, hey".

"Captain, are you very confident?"

Zhao Qichen sneered lightly, "When we first entered the industry, how many people were we pointed at and scolded the garbage team? You haven't survived all these years, what's the matter, are you cowardly now? ”

When SOD was first founded, no one was optimistic about the team. The boss is a layman, a Wenzhou Xing who eats with his face, a rich young master Zhao Qichen who looks like a ticket, an unemployed vagrant Chubby, and an old wolf who wipes cars in a car wash.

The media also made a special issue for Zhao Qichen, discussing the entertainment of e-sports players, "whether appearance is important or technology important", "whether it is advisable to rely on high-value players to attract public attention", and finally came to a unified conclusion that SOD will not last long.

However, in the first year, Zhao Qichen made his debut in the first major domestic competition, won the Best Newcomer of the Year Award, and entered the public eye; In the second year, SOD won soft prizes in large and small competitions; In the third year, SOD took away the gold cup, the highest competition in China, and became the top team of chicken.

Now in its fifth year, SOD, which was predicted by the media to be "disbanded within a year", is still there.

"At the age of 21, you are in the golden age of highly active thinking in any field, and esports is no exception."

Zhao Qichen harvested a human head with one shot, and said lightly.

"Even if it's an exception, I'll let the exception break with me."