Chapter 206: Former World Champion E-sports Player and His Financial Boss (23)
Former World Champion E-sports Player and His Financial Boss (Twenty-three)
Song Ning agreed for some unknown reason.
He didn't know why, maybe it was because he was too tired and the chest behind him felt too safe?
All in all, he now needed to go back to his room, take a quick shower and change into some swimming clothes.
But the problem is, he didn't bring it.
The bigger problem was that Lance was already waiting for him at the door.
Song Ning was rarely in a daze.
So what should he do in this situation?
Lance rarely cleared his mind and stood quietly at the door waiting.
He could probably guess what Song Ning was doing in there, but he was enjoying the peace now.
It's not even February yet, and the air in the hot spring villa is much better than other places, but it's also a little damp and cold.
They had bought a manor like this in one of their previous lives, but because Song Ning could not help doing something in the hot springs, he later sold the manor.
Although Lance didn't say anything, he actually felt a little regretful.
How suitable for Zhuangzi.
"I'm ready."
The door opened from the inside and Lance turned his head subconsciously.
Song Ning's ears were red and he was only wearing a bathrobe.
"let's go."
Lance's slightly surprised expression caught Song Ning's sight, and he couldn't help but lower his head.
I just happened to see the toes of the sandals curled up.
Song Ning just felt his ears burning even hotter.
Is this a little inappropriate for him? Will it make Lance feel bad?
Otherwise, should he go in and change?
Just as he was thinking about it, a warm coat was draped over his shoulders.
Song Ning looked up in surprise.
Lance took his hand naturally and said, "Let's go to the hot springs. It would be bad if you catch a cold later."
He took a step forward and Song Ning followed naturally.
The two of them walked one in front and one behind, holding hands, in perfect harmony.
The hot spring was indeed very comfortable. At first, Song Ning was still concerned about other things, but after soaking for a while, all the fatigue accumulated from his training during this period seemed to be washed away completely.
He lay quietly in the pool, relaxing his mind for a rare moment and beginning to feel drowsy.
There is not enough sunlight in winter, but the heat of the hot springs combined with the sunset at dusk makes people feel unexpectedly warm.
When Lance was considering whether to order some snacks, he heard the shallow breathing of the person next to him.
Occasionally, due to excessive fatigue, he would let out a little snoring, which made him look particularly cute.
Lance leaned in to look at him for a while, then kissed the top of Song Ning's head with a bit of heartache.
"Training is really hard."
Lance picked the person up and carried him back to the room. He then helped wipe his body clean before putting him on the bed.
After doing all this, he sat quietly at the head of the bed and watched for a while before getting up and leaving.
The door was closed, and Song Ning, who was snoring, suddenly opened his eyes.
He looked at the ceiling and his face gradually became hot.
The relaxation session was very successful; the hot springs took away the physical fatigue, while the campfire dinner washed away the mental exhaustion. The boys in their teens and twenties were all very relaxed, and one even performed a dark crawling on the spot. The speed and skill of the movements made everyone laugh, and it was really hard to understand how the other person did it.
The various ingredients served for dinner and the chef's superb cooking skills also conquered their stomachs. The only thing Lance didn't agree to was the drinks, but most people at this age would rather drink milk tea and happy water, and no one had any objection to this.
After eating and drinking, everyone had a good night's sleep.
Song Ning is no exception.
They were just some slightly hidden thoughts that he had temporarily hidden.
The spring season is just around the corner.
SN's first game was the third game of the first round.
This match cannot be said to be very early, but it is definitely not late.
Han Shanxue knew this very well. Their players were in a good state of mind and condition, but they just lacked experience.
Song Ning and the mid laner are okay, but apart from these two, the other three have no experience in major competitions.
Especially the supports and their confrontation lane bosses.
However, Han Shanxue was more worried about their need for more support.
Wearing headphones and directing the BP, Han Shanxue glanced at Lance's calm and composed face.
Generally speaking, players of this age would worry that their opponents might get stage fright due to lack of experience.
But Lance...
Han Shanxue commanded the obviously nervous auxiliary to ban a hero, then turned his head away and stopped looking at Lance.
Haha, no matter how nervous anyone is, Lance can never be nervous, okay?
What is there for a club owner who spends hundreds of millions of dollars every minute without blinking an eye to be nervous about?
So much resentment.
Lance was thinking about it when the person next to him tugged at the corner of his clothes.
Song Ning whispered, "What's wrong?"
Lance was about to say it was nothing, but the words turned into...
"No, I just suddenly felt a little nervous."
Lance would be nervous too?
This thought flashed through Song Ning's mind, and then an inexplicable joy rose in his heart.
Lance must be nervous because he has no experience in major competitions, right?
If this is the case, as a senior, I can definitely help Lance relieve this tension, so that their relationship can be closer...
As soon as this thought came to Song Ning's mind, he dismissed it with some disbelief.
How could I have such an idea?
This is simply taking advantage of someone's misfortune.
"Why don't you teach me how to not be nervous, Brother Ning?"
Lance's voice broke Song Ning's trance. He turned around and saw Lance taking off half of his headphones and looking at him with a smile in his eyes.
That overly handsome profile was so dazzling and scorching under the spotlight that it almost burned his vision.
Song Ning was stunned and said subconsciously.
"Do you also want us to get closer..."
He came back to his senses suddenly after he finished speaking.
What the hell is he talking about? Lance couldn't have heard it, could he?
Lance didn't expect such an unexpected surprise.
How could he be nervous at all with his eyes full of peach blossoms?
"Yeah, I didn't expect that Brother Ning and I thought the same way?"
He's not actually.
Song Ning really wanted to say that, but when he met those overjoyed eyes, he swallowed his words back.
"Then Brother Ning, can you hold my hand and give me strength? I think I won't feel nervous anymore if I get encouragement from my idol."
Lan calmly extended his hand towards Song Ning.
"come on."
Song Ning looked at it for a while and his fingers trembled.
He put his hand on it, and the two clasped hands showed one bony and full of strength, and the other white as a treasured treasure.
The moment they held hands, a magnified shot suddenly appeared on the screen.
The commentary booth and the audience were all stunned, and the next second a thunderous scream came from the audience seats.
Song Ning looked at the audience in astonishment, his face full of confusion.
What are they calling?