Glory

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

He walked into the house stupidly, his slender fingers firmly holding the phone.

The captain is looking for a substitute.

Substitute for top position.

Who can I use it for?

Wei Xiao has always been sensitive, and under his seemingly daunting appearance, there is a more sensitive heart than anyone else.

Many of the previous details flooded up, filling his confused mind--

He asked about the captain's pause during the inspection result, and the Solo that was inexplicably proposed today...

Bit by bit of discomfort gathered together and piled up an answer that Wei Xiao did not want to face.

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

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

They are in contact for a long time every day, but they usually use WeChat voice or video, and rarely make calls.

Cross-border long-distance is still very troublesome, it is not urgent and there is no need to call.

Hearing his voice, Wei Xiao couldn't help but feel sour in his nose: "...Who is the substitute for?"

He didn't relax at all, didn't leave any room, and asked very bluntly.

Lu Feng was stunned.

Wei Xiao suppressed the trembling voice and asked Lu Feng coldly and calmly: "Who is the new substitute for?"

Give it to Tomson?

is it necessary?

It's just a regular season, do you need to contact the bench in such a hurry?

Although Tomson's state has its ups and downs, no matter how it fluctuates, it is much better than a newcomer who has not run in.

It can't be for Tomson...

There is only one answer. This substitute 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 any tears, or even choked at all.

Obviously, as long as he is wronged a little bit, he can cry to the captain

But this time, he didn't.

All the emotions surging up were completely suppressed by him.

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

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

It was difficult for Lu Feng to speak.

It's half past ten in China and half past ten in North America.

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

Just like Wei Xiao and him.

It's been a month since I came here.

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

One, two, three...

Stacking them together is even more shocking.

No improvement, no obvious improvement in a month.

Dr. Chen is right. It is really good at treating this kind of external trauma. Even if Lu Feng came over a year earlier, he would be able to recover.

But he dragged on for three full years.

From eighteen to twenty-one.

He supported the dilapidated FTW with his injured shoulder.

Everyone only saw the hero who won three consecutive championships, and only saw the young club leader, who knows what he paid behind.

Put in...harder...persistent...

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

After all, Lu Feng was only 21 years old.

An ordinary person is still at the age of studying carefree, an e-sports player is still at the age of wantonly dreaming, but Lu Feng has already overdrawn and saw the dark night.

Lu Feng got up and walked to the bed. The electric curtain slowly opened, and there was a dazzling light outside.

He stared at the sparks in the dark, and slowly said: "The substitute is for me."

I already had the answer in my heart, and I still felt a tinnitus when I heard Wei Xiao.

He stopped on the steps, sat down as if leaning his body, his long legs were weak on the next two steps, and his short hair hanging down covered his eyes: "Send me the inspection report." The voice was as cold as winter snow that had not melted away. .

Lu Feng: "..."

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

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

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

Wei Xiao listened to the phone ticking, and the hand holding the phone was so hard that the joints turned white.

This month, WeChat news is Wei Xiao most want to hear the voice.

People who have never held a mobile phone before, can’t wait to stare at WeChat every day——

Between training games, secretly clocked him on WeChat.

After the game, call him immediately.

Before going to bed...wake up...

As long as he has time, as long as he doesn't disturb Lu Feng's physical therapy, he can't wait to contact him all the time.

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

Hearing the familiar ticking sound now, he didn't even have the courage to watch it.

What should I do if the captain's shoulder can't be cured?

What should I do if Close cannot continue playing.

His faith.

His hero.

His love...

Wei Xiao took a breath, trembling his fingers, and opened WeChat.

Photos popped up, and he opened his eyes to look hard.

It's all in English, and it's a bit strange to bump into the eyes.

Wei Xiao focused 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 was all-normal life exercise is no problem, and the fine operation of professional players cannot be guaranteed.

Wei Xiao watched the four reports 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 blew, the heat of the previous running was all gone, and the cold wind penetrated into the back of the neck, cooling down the heart.

Lu Feng sent him a message: "While the treatment is still in progress, the specific results will have to wait for the complete end of the treatment course."

Wei Xiao looked at the words that were clearly comforting him, and his heart ached.

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

Wei Xiao clicked on the video call, and almost pressed it, he switched to the voice call again.

Can't see him.

Emotions will collapse.

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

Before he finished speaking, Wei Xiao spoke first: "Why are you hiding it from me."

All Lu Feng's words were gone, all disappeared into his breath.

Wei Xiao lowered his eyes and stared at the dark lines of the marble steps meaninglessly: "It's me who is not good."

Lu Feng's heart gripped and said, "Little."

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

Lu Feng: "..."

Wei Xiao's eyelashes trembled lightly, and the big tears hidden in his eyes never fell: "I'm sorry."

Lu Feng's heart seemed to be grinded with a blunt knife, and his throat hurt: "No..."

Wei Xiao's voice was calm, and what he said was thought-through: "Captain, don't think too much, get a good treatment. At most, you will only participate in 5V5."

He still couldn't finish it in one breath, so he could only change his breath slightly and continue: "Single and doubles... can be handed over to me, I won't let you down."

Lu Feng couldn't say a word.

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

Leave the singles to Wei Xiao. If the energy is not enough, the doubles can be given up. FTW needs the team championship more.

But Wei Xiao told him-don't you want to win them? Don't you want a true singles champion? You don't want to play a double match with me. Are you willing to watch me play a double match with others!

Lu Feng was not reconciled, he chose to make everything public, and he chose to heal him.

However, reality is not a fairy tale.

Cruelty will never be far away because of your unwillingness.

Checking the reports one by one, knocking them down awakened him.

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

When he retires, the team will lose one position. It is the most sensible to choose a substitute in advance and train in advance.

He is not only a player, but also the person in charge of FTW. He is responsible to them-to the group of people who have followed him and trusted him so much.

Taking off Close, he is still Lu Feng.

Wei Xiao said earnestly: "There is still a month, no matter what the result is, it will be fine."

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

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

Wei Xiao's tears fell to the end. He wiped them away, and his voice did not change: "Captain, try to believe me, okay, I'm not only Quiet, I..." He paused, and tried to use a clear voice Say, "It's still your boyfriend."

——I am not only a 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 at the countless lights outside, and the words crowded together and only two words remained: "Xiao Xiao."

Wei Xiao: "Yeah."

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

"Okay," Wei Xiao said vigorously, "I'm going to have something to eat, and I'm going to the meeting place later, you go to bed early."

Bai was the first to find out, and Wei Xiao was in a wrong state today!

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

"Fuck, you didn't sleep all night?"

Wei Xiao took the dishes and chopsticks: "I'm done."

Bai Cai: "???"

In the nanny car going to the meeting place, Bai Cai was sitting next to Wei Xiao, and felt the biting air-conditioning without saying a word.

It's a good spring, how come it has cooled down again!

He plucked up the courage to talk to Wei Xiao: "Hu's face was swollen by you, today..."

He couldn't talk anymore before he finished speaking. Damn, where's the refrigerator, his outlet turned into ice!

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

However, he was about to go to the stadium. Too much chatting shook the military's mind. He resisted asking him in the car.

When it was backstage, the makeup artists stopped joking, Ma Liu got it right, Ma slipped away.

Ning Zhehan and Yue Wenle obviously also noticed the anomaly, and they looked over.

Chen Feng couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to call Wei Xiao out alone.

Wei Xiao spoke: "Coach, I'll take the thief in a moment."

Chen Feng was taken aback.

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

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

It doesn’t look like there is a problem with watching Weibo interaction, is there anything else in private?

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

Don't get angry with the fool.

Wei Xiao calmly said: "Give me the thief and you will win."

Chenfeng: "..."

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

During the BP, HU really released the thief.

It was like that on Weibo before, and countless people who ate melon came in, all wanting to watch the excitement.

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

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

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

"It's not black or powder, I'm really curious, can Quiet make nine arcs."

Fans who had been steadfastly shouting FTW Ancestral Thief were guilty.

Probably, it seems, probably... Quiet's thief is really not like Close.

After the BP, Wei Xiao successfully got the thief.

The discussion on the barrage was very lively-

Some fans: "Amitabha, God bless me, don't collapse my Q treasure!"

You Heizi: "Hu Lu is not very positive, but your Q gods are also real dishes."

Some people who eat melons: "I came here especially, I heard there are nine arc lights here?"

The director camera was given to Wei Xiao, and the female fans on the barrage exploded.

"My god, so handsome!"

"Is there really no filter, a boy's skin is so good?"

"I'm admiring, my old lady brushing her eyelashes frantically hasn't been so curled."

"Why do you feel that Q God is in a bad mood?"

"Although it's not very good to say that, but Quiet who doesn't smile is so good!"

"I can, I can do it. At the age of eighteen, I lack a nineteen-year-old husband!"

HU didn't say anything, his face was solemn.

Especially the jungler Han Gu is staring at the screen, wishing to kill this thief thousands of times!

The game started.

The lively barrage was stunned after the sixth level of the thief.

"Fuck, who said he can't make nine arcs?!"