Chapter 184: Childhood sweetheart and a girl from heaven? Straight men and homophobia! (31)
Childhood sweetheart and a girl who dropped from the sky? Straight men and homophobia! (Thirty-one)
Five years passed, and another five years later, Song Ning received an invitation to a class reunion from his class monitor as usual.
During the past ten years, he and Lance developed in their respective fields. Master Jian accepted him as his last disciple. Song Ning followed Master Jian wholeheartedly and achieved many results. Naturally, he also made many connections.
He always took Lance with him to meet these useful people as he thought.
Over time, his and Lance's careers gradually became intertwined. They always attended banquets together and were often invited to appear on shows together.
Song Ning was not used to this at first, but after he found that it was just as Lance said, more people only gave them their blessings, he began to like this feeling more and more.
Ten years later, he and Lance's careers gradually grew bigger and bigger, but the two of them gradually began to train their own successors and turned to behind the scenes.
Chen Feng and Lin Mo, who were still struggling, were puzzled for a moment. Song Ning smiled shyly. Lance had been playing with his fingers for ten years.
"There are so many things going on. Our original intention was just to make everyone accept us better, to have fewer people gossiping about us, and to make ourselves feel more comfortable and at ease."
"Now there are too many things to do. Isn't that putting the cart before the horse? Ningning and I were separated for a whole month because our schedules did not overlap. What's the point of working hard on this career?"
In response to this, Chen Feng and Lin Mo said that the Versailles dog would eat them up!
However, regarding Song Ning and Lance's decision, the duo said that although it was very Versailles and they wanted to beat people up, there was really nothing wrong with it if it was these two guys.
Moreover, these two guys really fought hard ten years ago, which made them doubt themselves a little.
Song Ning and Lance did just as they said. In the following few years, they gradually reduced their busy time and started to travel together to famous rivers and historical sites. Song Ning also gradually began to like sharing some photos of their travels on social platforms, and occasionally updated some videos, which attracted a lot of attention.
[Is this the legendary sweet couple in our college? Woohoo, this year's freshmen came here because of their reputation and they are really sweet. How can they do this when they are over 40 years old? ]
[These two people really amazed me throughout my youth. I didn’t expect that they would still amaze me in my middle age. Now I see that they may still be so amazing when they grow old. I feel that my life is worth it.]
[These two people are a perfect match. It's a pity that our same-sex marriage law cannot be passed. But looking at the two of them, it seems that the certificate doesn't really matter.]
[I wish you two a long and lasting relationship, I will always pay attention to you! 】
Song Ning was lying in front of the fireplace in their Nordic house and reading these comments. Although he was nearly fifty years old, he looked only in his thirties, with gentle eyes. The years had not left too many traces on him, and it was obvious that life had not made him suffer too much.
"Aren't you hungry? You won't get tired of looking at these every day, right?"
Lance, wearing only a pair of shorts, came from the kitchen with two breakfasts in his hands.
"Eat something first and then watch. I don't know who told me I was too hungry to do it this morning."
"You are exaggerating. I have never seen the sun since I came here for vacation."
Song Ning frowned, his eyes sparkling.
Lance raised his hands to protest his innocence.
"Baby, what you said is a pure slander. How can I find the sun to shine for you in this heavy snow?"
"Anyway, I don't care. From now on, you are not allowed to do it until night."
Song Ning snorted and started to enjoy his breakfast. Lance was not annoyed, but just said leisurely.
"Are you sure, baby?"
"Of course."
Before three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Ning started crying and regretting his decision.
Lance didn't do it, even the buttons were fine, but he was 'do'!
The feeling of being caught between two options forced him to go back on his word and agree to many of Lance's 'conditions', then he stared blankly at the ceiling with a dazed look.
Lance is almost fifty years old now. How does he manage to be as energetic as he was at twenty?
Did this guy really not take the blue pill behind my back?
A new comment popped up on the screen he had left aside.
[Speaking of which, I was responsible for sorting out some paper documents of the school this year. I thought that the class of Song Ning and Lance was just a fight between gods, but I didn't expect that there were also people who were expelled because of chaotic private lives and taking drugs on campus. It seemed that it was quite a big deal at the time. There was even a person who was expelled from school because of a high dose of drugs that he secretly possessed and was sent to jail. It seems that there are still many kinds of people, and it depends on how you choose to go. ]
[It's normal. Wasn't there a guy who was a classmate of these two in the gay bar orgy that was exposed ten years ago? I still remember the photo of him with a man on top and two men on the left and right. It couldn't be more eye-catching.]
【So, people still have to make their own living. 】
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Former World Champion E-sports Player and His Financial Boss (Part 1)
"The support used Flash! This wave of control affected four players on the opposite side! But unfortunately, the other players on his team didn't keep up. The jungler was even pushing the lane on the side. This control and Flash can be said to have been wasted."
The camera switched, and the young and handsome contestant had confusion in his eyes. He turned his head as if looking for something, but the camera had already turned away.
"Yes, the opposing players obviously also seized this opportunity. With the opponent's control handed over, the jungler and the confrontation laner rushed into the crowd and took down the double Cs!"
"It's a pity that the PZF team is now left with only a support without flash and ultimate, and the jungler has to go home to defend their lane."
"Can they hold on to this 2-on-5 situation? The opponent's midlaner rushed up, and PFZ's jungler rushed forward directly! This is obviously not a wise move, but if he can kill the opponent's midlaner in seconds, there might be a glimmer of hope! Unfortunately! This time, the opponent's support gave a shield in time, and PFZ only had the support and the support to hold back the soldiers! He didn't let this wave of soldiers enter the tower!"
The camera turned again, and the confusion on that face was gone. He bit his lower lip tightly and his attention was fully focused on the screen in his hand.
"The support is still holding off. He wants to use the bottom lane tower to hold back the minions, but there are still five people on the opposite side! Can he really hold off until his teammates are resurrected?"
"What a pity! The opposing players obviously won't give him any chance this time. Five of them rushed forward and killed the former Shi Yiye, now the FPFZ support player. The soldiers entered the crystal and the game ended!"
Huge cheers and boos broke out in the stadium at the same time. A man with the words PFZ printed on his face suddenly stood up and threw a water cup in one direction and cursed. Another man shook his head and patted his shoulder as if to comfort him. When he looked over here, there was also a clear blame in his eyes.
But soon, this contestant led the other three teammates to the front of the stage, bowed to the audience, and left.
The young contestant in the corner, holding his forehead with his hands, looked confused, with a trickle of blood slowly flowing from between his fingers.
He slowly turned his back, and on his back was clearly written - [Assist Song Ning].