Yuan Qian sniffed and waited for his teammates to hug him.

Looking left and right, neither side wanted to let go. He walked in the room for a while, and just as the idea of ​​"Have you been hugging for too long" came out, he was hugged by Brother Ding who rushed up from the stage.

After the game, the camera will always belong to the winner, and this scene was captured in all aspects by the camera.

The barrage in the live broadcast room briefly browsed the "ttc awesome" for a while, and then it was deformed by this scene-

【Lu Shen’s wave of robbing dragons made me pregnant directly ahhhhh--]

【Savir cried, so pitiful wuwu t-t, don't cry pud we'll come back next year! Then congratulations to ttc!!!】

【Sft is really going to go to Korea to bury rish…】

【Hold for one minute and twenty seconds, it’s almost done.】

[What are you doing?? Xiaobai, do you want to strangle pine to death?!]

【Grass! Rad's hand is on my son's ass!!!】

【Sft almost broke my husband's clothes...】

[Pure father fan, because my son is following the ll competition for the first time this year, I would like to ask if the team was hugging like this before when they won the championship? My wife and I have never hugged it so tightly.]

[Isn’t Brother Qian the only winner in the team with a girlfriend? Why do you look more miserable than a single dog now? Hahahahahahahaha]

Finally, Brother Ding patted their shoulders and asked them to hold the cup, and Jian Rong let go.

Jian Rong's face turned red due to excitement and her eyes lit up. She licked her lips several times on the way to the center of the stage.

The five of them stood around the trophy, and held the trophy together in the countless screams and the voices of the host under the table.

How did he step down later, how did he hug other teammates, how did he stuff the peripherals into his bag... Jian Rong didn't have a deep impression. He felt that he was floating for a while, until he sat in the post-match interview seat, he was pulled back to his senses by the flash in front of him.

The five of them sat side by side, as formal as the post-match press conference of the NBA, World Cup.

"Why is the team so big this spring game?" Yuan Qian was surprised: "This is a card match that I only had last year's S match."

"Don't ask, it's more commercial value every year." Ding Ge smiled at the reporters and whispered: "Okay, it's about to start."

Although the situation is large, there are only a few problems coming and going, most of which are competition issues, and occasionally a few private issues are mixed.

Most of the ttc players are old-fashioned. Even pine has played S matches twice, and they are easy to answer questions. In addition, they are essentially a group of otakus. They are far from chatting face to face with reporters than they are live broadcasts on the computer, so everyone talks less, including Xiaobai, and they answered the questions in a normal manner and ended up.

When he arrived at Lu Baiyuan, the reporter asked: "As a senior, how do you think the new jungle tutu, who is Pud, performs?"

Lu Baiyuan said concisely: "Not bad."

"What about your old rival xiu?"

"Almost." Lu Baiyuan said lightly: "But if he sends messages every day and bothers me to not do serious business, he may be replaced by the newcomer in a short while."

The reporter couldn't help but burst out laughing, and was held back by her: "Okay... the last question is that fans are actually very interested in your relationship. Can you reveal something to everyone while you are happy today?"

Lu Baiyuan raised his eyebrows and was silent for a while.

Just when the reporter thought he would not answer, he was about to say, "It doesn't matter if he doesn't want to say it"-

"He has short hair." Lu Baiyuan paused for two seconds and added: "I've also dyed the color."

The venue was silent for a few seconds, and only the flash was constantly on.

Feeling the curious eyes of the other teammates and the tears of Ding Ge's smile, Lu Baiyuan faintly reminded: "I'm done."

Reporter: "Ah... OK... Thank you."

Turn the camera to the right side—

The mid laner with short blue hair in ttc appears in the camera.

reporter:"……"

Jian Rong: “…………”

The audience who always feels something wrong when watching the live broadcast: "………………???”

Brother Ding smiled and said, "I hope you can ask more questions about the game."

The reporter nodded and understood and asked a few more conventional questions.

Jian Rong held both hands casually in front of her lower abdomen. According to what Brother Ding taught before, there was nothing wrong with it.

At the end, the reporter asked: "You and your teammates are about to represent LPL in this year's midseason. This is also your first time participating in a large international event. Do you feel nervous?"

Jian Rong: "No."

"Are there any team or players that are more afraid? For example, the ht team is currently called the master of the world's number one mid-lane..."

"No. Although I don't know who evaluated the world's No. 1 mid-lane..." Jian Rong interrupted her and looked at the camera calmly and calmly: "But that person will change his opinion soon."

The process was complicated, and it was only an hour and a half after the competition that TTC was able to get back to the hotel.

Although I played four games and got up early today, no one felt tired after winning the championship. I was so excited that I wanted the car to turn around and go back to the venue to have another b5.

The celebration banquet was the private room of a hotel, which Fu Ge booked on the day of the semi-finals. According to his words at that time, if he won tonight, it would be a celebration banquet; if he lost, it would be a celebration banquet for the runner-up.

After going back to the hotel, everyone set out to the hotel.

In order not to get into food trouble, except for Jianrong, who has a history of hypoglycemia, who ate a few pieces of bread, the rest of the others didn't eat much today, so when the dishes were served, everyone mixed peppers and wine to eat wildly.

"Tell me what this is all about..." Yuan Qian held up his phone, his face turned red by the chili peppers: "The first hot search is TTC winning the championship, the second SFtrad hug, the eighth byepine hug, the ninth Yuan Qian no one hugs... This is a fuck..."

Xiaobai focused on one point: "Why should I and pine beneath my brother and others?"

Lu Baiyuan looked at Ding Ge: "Our team is a hot search user on Weibo?"

Ding Ge thought to himself that even if I really spent money, I wouldn’t let my four teammates be on the hot search and sell corruption.

"This is the popularity of LPL now." Brother Ding took a sip of white wine and was a little drunk: "So you look at it, look at the wrinkles at the corners of my eyes... I'm a little conscientious, don't make trouble for me every day."

The prohibition was temporarily cancelled, and the atmosphere was so good that even Jian Rong couldn't help but drink two glasses.

Just as Lu Baiyuan wanted him to drink less, Xiaobai rushed in front of him and said, "Don't drink anymore. Didn't you know what you were like last time? Today you are the champion of the Spring Festival. How ugly is it to be carried out like last time."

Lu Baiyuan has seen the suicide-style reverse urging to drink.

Although Jian Rong was not drunk after the end, she was almost done. She even swayed and squinted her eyes when walking, and couldn't see people clearly. However, Xiaobai was even more exaggerated. His current situation was the same as when he won the championship. From leaving the hotel to returning to the hotel, he kept holding onto Pine's neck.

That's fine, he kept muttering: "I was drinking beer to train at the age of fifteen. I was so drunk... I was afraid of who I had! Who was last time? I urinated after drinking two glasses of white! If I have the ability, I will touch two more glasses..."

Jian Rong leaned against Lu Baiyuan and narrowed her eyes: "Come on."

Then Xiaobai really followed them all the way to their room.

He was drunk and unconscious, and he was very moved, afraid of hurting him, so he could only follow him and support him.

The two bedroom doors were open. Xiaobai subconsciously walked into a relatively clean room. After lying on the bed, he felt something was wrong and shouted to the outside: "This room... hiccup, who is living in? Why don't there be no suitcase, no clothes... the bed has never moved..."

Lu Baiyuan ignored him. He held Jian Rong's waist and said to the pine who followed in, "Let him take it back when he falls asleep."

pine glanced at the two suitcases on the floor of the bedroom opposite, and then withdrew his gaze a few seconds later: "Well, he was drunk and slept very quickly, I'm waiting for him here."

Jian Rong had no sleep enough, and after drinking, she felt a splitting headache. After Lu Baiyuan put her on the bed, she closed her eyes directly.

Lu Baiyuan helped him take off his shoes and socks, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash towels.

Jian Rong looked very quiet when she was sleeping. Lu Baiyuan bent down and raised his hand to lift all the hair on his forehead to the back, and used a towel to help him wipe his face. His skin was prone to redness, and Lu Baiyuan was not willing to use force when wiping.

When he rubbed his chin, Jian Rong suddenly opened her eyes.

Jian Rong's eyes were very bright, and he seemed to be a little dizzy when he drank. He looked at Lu Baiyuan for two seconds before he could recognize who was in front of him.

Jian Rong's eyes were a little dazed. Lu Baiyuan looked at him with a funny look for a while, and pointed his chin with his fingers: "Rise your head and wipe your neck..."

Before he could finish his words, Jian Rong suddenly raised his hand and hooked Lu Baiyuan's neck, and pulled him down with some force.

Lu Baiyuan was stunned for a moment, and then he lowered his head in cooperation.

Lu Baiyuan bent over, supported one hand beside Jian Rong's pillow, and kissed him quietly and fiercely.

At first, Jian Rong took the initiative, but he was a little dizzy. After pressing the person down and kissing him, he became much slower. He closed his eyes and let Lu Baiyuan come.

Jian Rong's ears turned red after being kissed. Lu Baiyuan threw the towel on the carpet, gently held the other hand on one side of his neck, pressed his thumb against his Adam's apple, and rubbed it gently twice occasionally to signal him to adjust his breathing.

A "click" came from behind, and the door was opened by people outside.

Lu Baiyuan did not retreat immediately.

After about two seconds, he stood up calmly, reached out to wipe Jian Rong's lips, who had already closed his eyes, and then turned to look out the door.

Xiaobai, who was drunk, wanted to find Jian Rong to fight for another three hundred rounds, was foolishly in the same place, and opened his mouth for a long time without making a fuck. He grabbed the pine that was holding him tightly, first looked at Lu Baiyuan, and then looked at Jian Rong who was kissed to the point of falling asleep.

Seeing this scene, even drinking ten kilograms of white wine should be so scared.

After drinking, Xiaobai was very brave. He was stunned for a long time, and then he stuttered with his tongue, "Brother...you...he...you...you...you kiss Jian Rong?"

Lu Baiyuan said: "Yes."
Chapter completed!