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    Upset stomach…

    Upset stomach…

    “Nice!” Wu Xinming excitedly put down his headset, stood up, grabbed Wu Xinshen, who had just taken off his headset, and gave him a big hug.

    Cen Xi and Luo Yan smiled at each other, avoiding the camera, silently holding hands, each playing with the other’s hand.

    After a while, the four returned to the lounge and started the second game ten minutes later.

    “Inherited half of FOB’s dual assassin-style assault.”

    A fair assessment made after watching the entire game: “It’s just that the attack power of their guns is really indescribable.”

    “Brother Zhu Zi, understand that their skills have not reached FOB’s level.”

    Luo Yan sat down and defended Team Shi a little.

    “Speaking of which, why did Fei Fei leave FOB?”

    SY’s rest time is usually not for discussing tactics. Discussing tactics can easily increase pressure on oneself, so it’s better to talk about other things to relax.

    “FOB’s top management changed and prepared to take a commercial path. Fei Fei didn’t agree, but couldn’t beat them. Coincidentally, Team Shi was preparing to change coaches and make a push for the competition, so…”

    “FOB may be on the decline.”

    Wu Xinming felt sorry for this opponent. Taking a commercial path means that training time will be reduced. Once training time is reduced, the feel of playing the game will change more or less, or energy will be diverted to other things, game energy will be reduced, and the state will decline.

    “I’m going to the bathroom.”

    Luo Yan walked out of the lounge and headed to the bathroom.

    After entering the lounge and sitting down, Yan Bao’s hand was always covering his stomach. Does his stomach hurt? Is he sick?

    Cen Xi worriedly looked in the direction Luo Yan left. After waiting for two minutes, Luo Yan still hadn’t returned, so Cen Xi also got up and went to the bathroom.

    I knew I should have eaten more this morning. Luo Yan covered his stomach in the bathroom. In these days of training, he often neglected to eat because he was too focused on training. This morning, he hastily nibbled a small bite of bread before setting off for the venue. The accumulation of these days caused his stomach problem, which he hadn’t had for a long time, to flare up.

    There are three minutes left to go on stage, and the first game must be won.

    Luo Yan glanced at the time, washed his face, and endured the pain to leave the bathroom. Playing the game won’t hurt, Luo Yan hypnotized himself, let’s go.

    “Yan Bao!” Cen Xi had been waiting for Luo Yan at the bathroom door. Seeing him come out, he grabbed his hand directly and looked at Luo Yan with a nervous expression. His face was a little pale. Is he really sick?

    “What’s wrong, Yan Bao? Your face doesn’t look good. Does your stomach hurt?”

    “It’s okay, brother, let’s go on stage. The competition is about to begin.”

    Luo Yan didn’t tell the truth. He pulled Cen Xi towards the arena. Xin Shen and Xin Ming should already be on stage.

    “Yan Bao, I want to hear the truth.”

    Cen Xi was stronger than Luo Yan. He stopped, hugged Luo Yan with one hand, and touched Luo Yan’s stomach with the other.

    “Does it hurt here?”

    Luo Yan forced a smile. “It’s really okay, brother. If something’s wrong, I’ll say it. Let’s go play the game first.”

    “Yan Bao!”

    Cen Xi’s voice calling Luo Yan became louder. He couldn’t possibly be okay in this state.

    “Brother, go on stage! If something’s wrong, I’ll say it!”

    Luo Yan was not to be outdone.

    The two stalemate for a while. In the end, Cen Xi lost. He didn’t understand why Luo Yan didn’t tell him what was wrong with him. He could only obey him.

    “Let’s go.”

    The two didn’t say a word along the way, holding hands as they walked onto the arena.

    “Yan Yan, you guys… are you fighting?”

    The atmosphere between the two made Wu Xinming couldn’t help but think. In such a short time, these two actually had the ability to have a fight. Really…

    Wu Xinshen was attracted by Wu Xinming’s words. He looked at Luo Yan and was about to ask what was wrong between them, but Luo Yan’s face made the words he was about to say change.

    “Yan Yan, what’s wrong with you?”

    “What’s wrong?”

    Luo Yan asked Wu Xinshen with a smile. This smile made his face even paler, and the smile looked really forced.

    “That’s right, Yan Yan, your face just looks wrong!”

    Wu Xinming also noticed Luo Yan’s expression. When he was talking to Luo Yan just now, he was always looking at the computer and didn’t look at Luo Yan’s face.

    “Is your stomach upset?” Wu Xinming bluntly revealed the truth.

    Luo Yan paused, did not deny it, and his tone had a hint of coquetry, “Brothers, let’s play the game first.”

    “You really are…” Wu Xinming wanted to scold, but it was not good to do so on the arena, “I’m convinced by you!”

    “Yan Yan, how many meals have you missed?”

    Wu Xinshen’s tone seemed peaceful, but underneath it was already turbulent, ready to say some heavy words at any moment.

    “I don’t know.”

    Luo Yan held the mouse with one hand and covered his stomach with the other, answering in a low voice.

    “Humph, you wait.” Wu Xinming now wanted to get Luo Yan off the stage, but unfortunately, the game was about to start in a few seconds, and there was no time to replace him.

    “Brother Xi, what about you? You just let him be like this!” Wu Xinming thought that Cen Xi understood the situation. In the past, when Luo Yan had stomach problems, Cen Xi would watch him eat meal by meal and nurse his stomach problem back to health. When Cen Xi was not around, everyone would tacitly watch Luo Yan eat. Now that Cen Xi had returned, this matter naturally returned to Cen Xi.

    However, everyone forgot that Cen Xi had amnesia and didn’t know about this.

    “Let’s play the game.” Cen Xi did not deny Wu Xinming’s accusation. His expression was more serious than usual, his voice was low, suppressing the anger in his heart.

    In this game, Cen Xi played exceptionally fiercely, completely ignoring logic, directly making the opponents unable to figure out their strategy.

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