The defeat in a game did not affect these professional veterans for too long. Tianlu's group of seven people also went to the streets of Kuala Lumpur on the night after the game ended.

Including eating Malaysian specialty food, although Zhao Yiyang can only eat some seafood, he still enjoyed this experience in a foreign country.

It was already 10 o'clock in the evening when they returned to the hotel. For the tropicals, it was actually still early, and people's nightlife had just begun.

"Ding Dong!"

After taking a shower, Zhao Yiyang suddenly saw a WeChat message appearing on the screen of his phone.

"Who is coming to me so late?" Generally, Zhao Yiyang's parents would not be so late to videos on WeChat, so they can only be his classmates.

"It's a pity today's game. I'll try my best to work hard in the future!"

When Zhao Yiyang saw that it was a text message from Zhao Xiaojia. He had been in school for a week and played several games with this female classmate from the same college. His relationship has improved to the point where he could chat.

However, when Zhao Yiyang left school and returned to Hangzhou, his heart was always as itchy as if there were ants crawling.

"Maybe this is the restlessness during puberty?" Although Zhao Yiyang's soul is 28 years old, his normal reaction to his physical age still makes him feel a little overwhelmed.

After training every night, he would find a few topics to talk with Zhao Xiaojia. However, the two of them spent a lot less time playing games together. The main reason was that Zhao Xiaojia began to prepare for the final review. She was not as unscrupulous as Zhao Yiyang. Although she likes to play games, she is actually a good girl in essence.

"It's okay, after all, this is the last game of this year, and it's within expectations to be able to win the runner-up." Zhao Yiyang did not explain much. Winning and defeat were common in military affairs, and their Tianlu was far from autistic when they lost a final. After all, a few months ago, this team was still in frequent substitutions and could not even kill in the group stage.

"That means you're already on vacation? Are you going back to school?"

The other party's news was replying quickly, and Zhao Yiyang could imagine the expression of the girl on the other end through this WeChat message. He himself did not notice that there was a faint smile on his face.

"Well, I will go back to Hangzhou tomorrow, and I will go back to school to prepare for the final exam the day after tomorrow!"

"Oh, okay, then I won't disturb you! Let's take a break soon!"

Zhao Yiyang suddenly felt a little disappointed. What's this? He just said a few words but the other party took the initiative to end the chat. What does this mean?

While Zhao Yiyang was thinking, Ke Liu, who was in the same room with him, noticed the change on his face, so he asked with a smile: "Who did you chat with so much fun just now?"

"What's the happiness? I don't have it?"

"You said no, the smile on your face just now has never stopped!" Ke Liu's narrow smile made Zhao Yiyang blush for a long time.

Although he is not a real 18-year-old young man, he is always embarrassed to be emotionally mocking others.

"Is that true?" Zhao Yiyang did not answer Ke Liu's words. After all, he didn't know what he was thinking now. He just returned to the sudden throbbing of youth, or the novelty that he had not chatted with girls for a long time, and he himself had no idea.

"But I would like to advise you, if you want to find a girlfriend, you must give your sincerity!"

As a veteran, Ke Liu naturally knew what Zhao Yiyang would encounter at this age. Although Zhao Yiyang himself is not a second generation, in terms of his current situation and future potential, he should not be short of money or popularity.

Therefore, it is common for such young players to get lost in the relationship between men and women who have nothing to do with the game. Ke Liu doesn't want this "CS's only hope" because this kind of thing hinders his career.

"I understand!"

...

Two days later, Zhao Yiyang returned to the campus of the Magic City again. According to the freshman class schedule, the exam week for the last semester of this year was scheduled at the end of December and early January.

This time is quite annoying, because the qualifiers for Sli S4 will start on the 28th, and Tianlu has already decided to gather for training one week in advance.

In this case, Zhao Yiyang could only train online at school, because starting from the 20th, his final exam will begin.

"Zhao Yiyang, someone is looking for you downstairs, you can go and have a look!" That night, Zhao Yiyang was still reading a book in the dormitory, and saw Liang Ping opening the dormitory door with a slutty smile on his face.

"Who?" Zhao Yiyang was a little slow.

"You'll know if you go down and take a look!"

Zhao Yiyang scratched his head, feeling that no one would look for him at this time. As a result, when he arrived downstairs, he was shocked.

It was already 10:30 pm. Although it was already very late, there were still large numbers of students gathering on the university campus, mainly because it was the time for final review, and everyone usually chose to return to the dormitory after 10:00.

Under the street lights directly opposite the boy's dormitory building, the white lights reflected a figure wearing a yellow plush coat and a red hat.

"Zhao Xiaojia? Why are you here?" Zhao Yiyang widened his eyes, and his adrenaline surged. This situation was a bit wrong. Did the scene that happened in film and television works before also happen to him?

If Zhao Yiyang knew that he was the protagonist of the novel, he would not have had this idea.

"Here! I know you are going back to school to take the final exam. Here are my usual notes for class summary, including some of the key points mentioned by the teacher. I hope it can help you review!"

Zhao Yiyang's head was already confused. Although he was slow, he did not have emotional experience. He also knew that if a girl treated you like this in college, what would her thoughts be?

"Thank you! It's not safe for you to go back to the girls' dormitory alone so late. So, I'll take you back!" If Zhao Yiyang was really an 18-year-old student, then he might be very uncomfortably upstairs and let the girl leave alone.

However, Zhao Yiyang's soul is an "old B" who is 30 years old, so there is no need to say much about his emotional intelligence.

"Oh, OK, OK!"

Zhao Xiaojia didn't expect that the boy opposite was so proactive and did not react for the moment.

"The silver boat staggers and lingers in the velvety sky.

Your thoughts are blue in groups, and they stop in my faint heart.”
Chapter completed!