The e-sports circle was originally just a cultural circle composed of a group of like-minded people in games, but in the past two years, it has become more and more of an entertainment industry.

Professional players play match-fixing, management buys peripheral snow players, and behind the flowers and applause, there is a lot of unknown darkness hidden at the same time.

It is precisely because more and more people are infiltrating this circle, and with a little disturbance, it will evolve into false and true rumors.

Not long after SOD completed its premiere at the new base, a breaking news post immediately appeared on Weibo that Mao Tao, the former Mars substitute player who officially announced his departure from the team some time ago, actually transferred to SOD.

The material posted by the breaking news is a screen recording in the previous Chubby live broadcast room, and the PO owner deliberately marked it at several points in time.

And with the text:

"It looks like they get along quite well, but I don't know how your beautiful manager is going to come out to wash the floor for him this time."

The number of likes and retweets of Yuan Bo's comments is rising, and many fans of Mars are swearing foul language and satirizing SOD's unsightly methods to poach people, while cursing Mao Taro for treachery and ignoring the cultivation of his old club.

Even after the comments, Aite wrote SOD's official blog account.

The account and password of the official blog, Lin Qiuran has always been handed over to Xiao Caihong. Although Lin Qiuran explained the situation to Xiao Caihong in advance, and fans already knew about it, but when public opinion is on one side, not standing up in time to clarify and explain will only make the rumors more and more outrageous.

When Lin Qiuran received the Little Rainbow WeChat message, there was still a wave in his heart.

[Sister Ran Ran, what should I do now? ] Is it directly official? 】

Lin Qiuran's lips were already bitten, and there was no blood.

[Wait]

After posting this, she fell into a state of anxiety.

The other party obviously came prepared, and before he even figured out how to explain this matter, he had already affirmed that Lin Qiuran wanted to make public relations for Mao Yao.

In this way, there is no way to reverse the direction of public opinion except to wait for the final outcome of the hotel incident.

But since the last time Lin Qiuran sent a message to Gao Li and there was no news, she has never received any news from Gao Li.

That's the most overwhelming thing to do.

……

"You still have to keep warm these days, and you should pay attention to wind protection when you go out."

Dr. Mu pulled out the needle and patiently admonished Lin Qiuran.

"Do you really want to hang it for a week?"

Lin Qiuran raised his head weakly, looked at Doctor Mu and asked timidly.

"A week, a day is indispensable."

Doctor Mu didn't stop packing up the medicine box in his hand, he didn't lift his eyes, and vetoed Lin Qiuran's unspoken thoughts.

Lin Qiuran was suddenly deflated.

Although she has been reading documents all the time in the past few days, and her work progress has not fallen much, but she can't move one hand at will, and she is not in a good state when both hands are free.

"Young people, it's good to work hard, but you can't forget to take care of yourself......"

Dr. Mu sighed, looking serious.

Zhao Qichen looked at Lin Qiuran from the side, with a bit of success in his eyes.

"What Dr. Mu said, remember it well."

“……”

Lin Qiuran was finally defeated and nodded in compromise.

Zhao Qichen habitually sent Dr. Mu out of the base, and thanked Dr. Mu before parting:

"It's hard work, it's such a cold day and I have to trouble you to run back and forth."

Dr. Mu waved his hand casually, didn't say anything, wrapped his big cotton coat tightly and walked straight in the direction of the health station.

Zhao Qichen watched her disappear from his sight before entering the house.

The temperature in Linjiang is getting lower and lower day by day, and the team members all rely on the floor heating in the base to survive.

The temperature difference between indoor and outdoor is really strong.

As soon as he entered the house, Zhao Qichen took off his down jacket and poured a cup of hot water upstairs.

"Whoa."

Zhao Qichen handed the cup of hot water to Lin Qiuran, who was in a daze in the bed.

Lin Qiuran got up, his eyes showing depression.

"Still worried?"

Lin Qiuran sniffed and said in frustration:

"I haven't figured out how to do public relations about Mao Taro's transfer."

Zhao Qichen frowned and was silent.

Since the Weibo incident happened, the entire base is now very distressed.

It's a bit tricky to sit here right now.

"Hasn't Gao Li been contacted yet?"

Lin Qiuran nodded lightly and sighed slightly.

"He's always been working with the police, and we don't know what's going on. You say this is a good person, how can you say that if you lose contact, you will lose contact? ”

Zhao Qichen put down the mobile phone that was still unanswered when he dialed it again, and his expression moved slightly.

"Don't worry too much, there's nothing wrong with Mao Taro's mental state."

Lin Qiuran asked, "Really?" “

Zhao Qichen bowed slightly.

"It is a compulsory course for professional players to overcome the pressure of public opinion, and they have no bearing at all, if they lose the game in the future, do you think those people will be lighter than this scolding?"

The atmosphere of this circle is not a day or two.

"But he did nothing wrong."

"No one cares if what you do is right or wrong," Zhao Qichen's eyes were as deep as the sea, exuding calmness, "Before success, no one will lament the experience of a loser." ”

The more focused eyes you have, the more praise and abuse you have to endure.

Lin Qiuran lowered her head, making it impossible to see her expression clearly.

"Get up."

Zhao Qichen took Lin Qiuran's hand.

The loss on Lin Qiuran's face was not completely hidden, so he was forced to raise his head, and his eyes were full of inquiry.

Zhao Qichen picked up the down jacket on the bed and raised it to the person on the bed.

"Get up, I haven't been out for a few days, I'll take you out for a walk."

Dr. Mu's words of asking Lin Qiuran to pay attention to keeping warm are vivid.

"Didn't you let me go out before?"

Zhao Qichen picked up Lin Qiuran's down jacket, opened one cuff and put it on her hand.

"It's tasteless in my mouth, go out and eat a bowl of noodles."

……

The noodle shop is on a street near the base, and a short walk east is the health station.

Zhao Qichen took Lin Qiuran's hand and led her straight to an alley on this street.

When I got to the end, I saw a signboard with "Noodle Dumplings" written on it.

Lin Qiuran was fully armed, wrapped like a walking zongzi.

"How did you find out here?"

Through the cotton mask, Zhao Qichen heard the doubts in Lin Qiuran's tone.

"I accidentally saw many people walking towards this alley, curious to see when they walked in."

As Zhao Qichen said, don't look at this as a small alley, but people come and go in the direction of this noodle restaurant.

Entering the noodle restaurant, the fragrance of the cauldron noodles poured straight into Lin Qiuran's nose through the mask.

In the past few days, because of her illness, her diet has been relatively light, and the fragrance makes her swallow her saliva.