Glory

Wei Xiao's brain buzzed, and his good morning mood disappeared.

He walked into the room indifferently, his long thin fingers holding the phone.

The captain is looking for a substitute.

Substitute for the order.

Who did you find it for?

Wei Xiao has always been sensitive, and it seems that Diao Erdang has a sharper heart than anyone else.

Many of the previous details rushed up, filling his chaotic mind—

He questioned the captain's pause when he asked for the result of the inspection. Solo, which was inexplicably proposed today ...

A little bit of discomfort came together, and an answer Wei Wei did not want to face was produced.

He closed his eyes and dialed Lu Feng's mobile phone.

When Lu Feng was connected, his voice was slightly surprised: "What's wrong?"

The two of them have been in contact for a long time every day, but they are usually WeChat voice or video, and rarely call.

Cross-border long distance is still very troublesome, and it is not necessary to call in an emergency.

Wei Xiao heard his voice, and the tip of his nose couldn't help but burst into sourness: "... who is the substitute."

He didn't relax at all, left no room at all, and asked very bluntly.

Lu Feng froze.

Wei Xiao suppressed his trembling voice and calmly asked Lu Feng coldly: "Who is the new replacement for."

To Tomson?

is it necessary?

Is it a regular season, do you need to contact the bench so urgently?

Although Tomson's condition is ups and downs, no matter how the ups and downs are, it is much stronger than the newcomers who have not run in.

It can't be for Tomson ...

There is only one answer. This replacement is for Lu Feng.

Lu Feng.

Close.

The strongest single king.

Need a substitute ...

Wei Xiao's eyes were red, but he didn't shed tears or even choked.

Obviously, as long as he is aggrieved, he will cry in the face of the captain.

But this time, he didn't.

All the emotions that were surging up were suppressed by him.

After a while, Lu Feng whispered: "Little."

Wei Xiao didn't say anything and listened to him in silence.

Lu Feng is difficult to open.

At ten thirty in China, it is also ten thirty in North America.

It's a pity that one is the rising sun, the bright and bright day, and the other is the dark, silent night.

Just like Wei Xiao and him.

It has been a month since I came here.

The weekly inspection report is placed on the desk of the suite.

One, two, three ...

Stacked together to look even more shocking.

There is no improvement, and there is no obvious improvement in a month.

Dr. Chen is right. He is really good at treating this kind of external trauma. Even if Lu Feng comes over a year earlier, he can recover as before.

But he dragged on for three full years.

From eighteen to twenty-one.

He lifted the run-down FTW with his injured shoulder.

Everyone saw only three consecutive heroes, only the head of the young club, and who knew what he paid behind.

Give ... effort ... persist ...

I haven't been able to wait for the reward, but regret comes first.

After all, Lu Feng was only 21 years old.

An ordinary person is still at the age of carefree studying, an e-sports player is still at the age of wanton chasing dreams, but Lu Feng has overdrawn too much and saw the night.

Lu Feng got up and walked to the bed, the electric curtains slowly opened, and the outside was dazzling lights.

He watched the sparks in the darkness and said slowly: "The substitute is for me."

There was already an answer in my heart, and I heard Wei Xiao still felt a tinnitus.

He stopped on the steps and sat down with all his strength. His long legs were unable to rest on the next two steps. His short hair dangled his eyes: "The inspection report was sent to me." .

Lu Feng: "..."

Wei Xiao's thin lips tightened: "Send me!"

Lu Feng's voice was hoarse: "Okay."

He hung up the phone and took photos of all four reports to Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao listened to the mobile phone ringing, and the hand holding the mobile phone pressed hard to the bony joint.

This month, WeChat news is that Wei Xiao wants to hear the most.

People who have never held a cell phone before, can't wait to stare at WeChat every day-

Between training sessions, he secretly sent him a WeChat.

After playing the game, call him immediately.

Before bed ... wake up ...

As long as there is time, as long as he does not disturb Lu Feng's physical therapy, he would like to contact him every moment.

The phone rang, for him it was the sound of nature.

Hearing the familiar sound of Didi at this moment, he didn't have the courage to look at it.

What if the captain's shoulders can't be cured?

Close can't continue playing the game.

His faith.

His hero.

His lover ...

Wei Xiao took a light breath and twitched his fingers to open WeChat.

A picture popped up, he opened his eyes and tried to read.

It's all in English, and it's a bit strange to be caught in the cold.

Wei Xiao concentrated his attention and looked at them clearly with his good reading ability.

The first week, the second week, the third week, the fourth week ...

For a whole month, the advice given by the attending doctor is that-normal life exercise is no problem, and it is impossible to guarantee the detailed operation of professional players.

In four reports, Wei Xiao watched it for half an hour.

He just sat on the marble steps in front of the base door for half an hour.

The cold wind of spring came, and the heat of the previous running was completely dispersed. The cold wind drilled into the back of the neck and cooled the back of the heart.

Lu Feng sent him a message: "While still in the process of treatment, the specific results have to wait for a course to be completely ended."

Wei Xiao looked at this obviously comforting him, and felt sore in his heart.

The most uncomfortable person is Lu Feng, but Lu Feng is still comforting him.

Wei Xiaodian was on the video call and almost pressed it. He switched to a voice call.

Can't see him.

Emotions will collapse.

Lu Feng's voice was calm: "Don't worry ..."

Before he finished talking, Wei Xiaoxian said: "Why did you hide me?"

All of Lu Feng's words were gone, and all disappeared in his breath.

Wei Xiao lowered his eyes and stared at the dark lines of the marble steps meaninglessly: "I'm not good."

Lu Feng said, "Little."

Wei Xiao said in his heart: "I'm too weak to afford anything, so I can't get your trust."

Lu Feng: "..."

Wei Xiao's eyes twitched slightly, and the big tears hidden in his eyes never fell: "Sorry."

The image of Lu Feng ’s heart was grinded with a blunt knife and hurt his throat: "No ..."

Wei Xiao's voice was very calm, and his words were thoughtful: "Captain, don't think too much, treat it well, at most it is only to participate in 5V5."

He still couldn't finish it in one breath, he could only change his breath lightly and continued: "Single and double ... can be given to me, I won't let you down."

Lu Feng couldn't say a word.

When the shoulder problem was first exposed, what Lu Feng thought was what Wei Xiao said now.

Give the single player to Wei Xiao. If you do n’t have enough energy, the double player can give up. FTW needs the team championship more.

But Wei Xiao told him-don't you want to win them, don't you want to be a real single player champion, don't you want to play a double match with me, do you want to watch me play a double match with others!

Lu Feng was not reconciled, he chose to disclose everything, and chose to break the wreck to heal.

However, reality is not a fairy tale.

Cruelty will never go away because of your unwillingness.

Checking the reports one by one, he woke him up.

Can't play singles, can't play doubles, maybe even 5V5 can't stick to the end.

When he retires, the team will have one less position, and the bench will be selected in advance. It is the most sensible to train in advance.

He is not only a player, but also the person in charge of FTW, he is responsible for them-to the gang who has followed him so far, who is extremely trustworthy.

Take off Close, he is still Lu Feng.

Wei Xiao said seriously: "There is still a month left, no matter what the result is."

He no longer put any pressure on Lu Feng, no longer forced him to make any decision.

Close has been holding on for too long, and he will be his shoulder.

Wei Xiao's tears fell down in the end, he wiped away indiscriminately, his voice remained unchanged: "Captain, try to believe me, I am not only Quiet, I ..." He paused, trying to use a slightly clear voice Say, "Still your boyfriend."

——I am not only an FTW player, but also your lover.

——I not only want to chase you, but also want to support you with a new FTW.

Lu Feng froze. He stared blankly at the countless lights outside. The words squeezed together left only two words: "Little."

Wei Xiao: "Well."

Lu Feng: "..." I'm sorry.

"Okay," Wei Xiao whispered, "I'm going to have something to eat, and I'll leave for the meeting soon, you go to bed early."

Bai Cai was the first to discover that Wei Xiao is in a wrong state today!

When eating at noon, he was shocked when he went downstairs to see Wei Xiao who was eating seriously.

"Lying trough, did you sleep all night?"

Wei Xiao accepted the tableware: "I've eaten well."

Bai Cai: "???

In the nanny car going to the venue, Bai Cai was sitting next to Wei Xiao, feeling the bitter air-conditioning without saying anything.

Say good spring, how come it cools down!

He summoned up the courage to speak with Wei Xiao: "HU's face was swollen by you, today ..."

Before he finished, he couldn't talk anymore, shit, where did the refrigerator come from, he exported it to ice!

Chen Feng also found out, and looked at Wei Xiao several times.

However, he was about to go to the stadium soon. Too much chatter shakes the military's heart.

At the backstage, the make-up artists are no longer in amusement.

Ning Zhehan and Yue Wenle apparently also found anomalies and looked at them one after another.

Chen Feng could not bear it, and wanted to call Wei Xiao alone.

Wei Xiao said: "Coach, I will take the thief later."

Chen Feng froze.

Ning Zhehan said: "Brother Xiao, don't be influenced by them."

When it's over, is it possible that Brother Xiao was also confused by the dogs?

Seeing Weibo interaction does not seem to be a problem, is there anything else in private?

Chen Feng twisted his eyebrows and said: "The most important thing is to win."

Don't go and be silly.

Wei Xiao calmly said: "Give me a thief and win."

Chen Feng: "..."

Because it was the first game, they started on time at three.

At the time of BP, HU really released the thief.

In the past, there was a lot of trouble on Weibo. Numerous people who ate melons came in and wanted to watch the excitement.

"I don't think Quiet will take the thief."

"Quiet, this little temper, is obviously a real man who knows how to overcome difficulties, will he not take it?"

"Q God don't take it! Rubbish HU, make all the dirty roads."

"Non-black and non-pink, I'm really curious. Quiet can make nine arcs."

Fans who had steadfastly shouted FTW Ancestral Thieves were guilty.

Maybe, it seems, probably ... Quiet's dark thief really didn't want to brush like Close did.

After BP ended, Wei Xiao got the thief smoothly.

The discussion on the barrage was very lively-

A fan: "Amitabha, Lu Shen bless you, don't collapse my Q treasure!"

There are sunspots: "The number of HU is not very correct, but your Q **** is also a real dish."

There are people who eat melons: "Come here, I heard there are nine arcs here?"

The guide lens was given to Wei Xiao, and the female fans on the barrage exploded.

"My mother, so handsome!"

"Is it true that the filter is not turned on, a boy's skin is so good?"

"I admired it, and the old lady didn't curl her eyelashes so much."

"How do you think Q God is in a bad mood?"

"Although it's not very good to say this, Quiet who doesn't laugh is good A!"

"I can, I can do it. I am 18 years old and I lack a 19-year-old husband!"

HU said nothing, and his face was solemn.

Especially Hano Hano, staring at the screen, I wish I could kill this thief thousands of times!

The game started.

The hilarious barrage was stunned after the sixth level.

"Lying trough, who said he couldn't paint nine arcs ?!"