How to Easily Capture a Long Aotian [Quick Transmigration] 65

Chapter 65: The Alliance Support Who Was Suppressed by His Teammates (Part 8)

A group of them were drunk and unconscious. In the end, Duan Qiancheng and Zhuang Ningyu had to drag them back to the base, one in each hand.

Fang Cheng was not well-behaved. When he got out of the car, he had punched Duan Qiancheng on the chin. Duan Qiancheng had covered his handsome face in surprise, and while he was looking in the mirror with his phone, he had cursed.

Yu Lin was a little more obedient and could still walk. It might also be that he couldn’t react. He lowered his eyes and followed behind Zhuang Ningyu.

Zhuang Ningyu had put down Zhou Cheng, and just as he had straightened up, he was hit on the shoulder by a head, and his body paused.

Yu Lin was dizzy. He had been in the car with the heater on, and his mind was not clear. His body was also a little stiff. He stood up straight and blinked his eyelashes in a daze.

Zhuang Ningyu sighed, turned his head to look at him, and reached out to stop his head from falling down, and he led him all the way to the door of his room.

With a light “click,” the door of his room was pushed open a little. Zhuang Ningyu moved to the side to let him in. “Go in.”

Yu Lin looked up at him, nodded in a daze, and his hands were still soft. He silently bumped into the front.

Seeing that he was about to bump into it, Zhuang Ningyu was afraid that he would get hurt, and he raised his hand to block him again. “…”

The heater was on in the car, and his cold palm had long since become warm. It was resting on Yu Lin’s forehead, and it touched the half-open door. The closed door behind him opened with a “creak.”

The scene in the room was in full view.

Zhuang Ningyu’s gaze shifted, and he lowered his eyes slightly. His palm then rested on Yu Lin’s cheek, and he supported his flushed face, and asked in a low voice, “Are you very dizzy? Can’t you stand? Can you wash up by yourself in a bit?”

Wash what? Yu Lin didn’t know if it was because of the alcohol, or if the matter just now had messed him up, or if it was different when he was standing by Zhuang Ningyu’s side.

He thought for a moment, and his eyelashes trembled. He nodded. “En.”

He stood still, nodded, and walked in. “I… I can.”

He hadn’t taken two steps before he stumbled with a thud.

“…”

Zhuang Ningyu looked at him, and then at the clean room, which was as simple as when no one was living in it, except for a few clothes hanging. His footsteps paused for a moment.

Ten minutes later.

“…Reach out your hand.” It was the first time he had gone into someone else’s room to do this kind of thing, and Zhuang Ningyu seemed a little unskilled.

He lowered his eyes, held a wet towel, and after looking at it, he first reached out and smoothed Yu Lin’s hair up a little.

Yu Lin was very obedient. He sat on the bed and looked at him, his expression dazed, and his hands were on his knees. When he had left just now, he had told him not to move, and when he had come back, he had really not moved at all.

Zhuang Ningyu looked at him, and the fingers hanging by his side moved slightly. He did not notice. Seeing that Zhuang Ningyu had not moved at all, he looked up with confusion. “Captain.”

The young man looked over with his eyelashes raised, and his usually cold face was flushed. He pressed his lips together, and the tips of his ears were red, and his gaze looked over lightly.

Zhuang Ningyu looked at him for two seconds, and his gaze fell into his translucent and slightly red eyes, and he held a towel in his hand.

After a long while, he grunted, “En,” let out a light breath, and lowered his head to wipe Yu Lin’s face. “You’re drunk. Be good.”

***

The next day, the entire base woke up a little later than usual.

Yu Lin had a biological clock and woke up on time. After he had washed his face, there were water droplets on his chin. He stood by the sink and slowly recalled what had happened last night.

He had slightly deviated from the character’s plotline, but it was not particularly serious.

He went out, hesitated for a moment, and thinking about the future, he met the person who was leaning against the wall in the corridor and was looking over with his eyes lowered.

Zhuang Ningyu was not standing far away, and he was obviously waiting for him.

Because of what had happened last night, Yu Lin looked at him, and he could not think. His brain had stopped for a second, and the tips of his ears flushed red.

Zhuang Ningyu let out a laugh, and looking at him, his slightly tensed body gently relaxed.

He put away his phone, and his eyelids were slightly lowered. He suddenly asked Yu Lin, “Are you hungry?”

Yu Lin, who usually only had bread and milk, looked at him with confusion. He let out a low laugh and shook the car keys in his hand. “Let’s go. I’ll take you to eat.”

The two of them went down the stairs of the base. It was a sunny day outside, and the daylight was bright, and the temperature was refreshing. When they walked out of the base, a few leaves were hanging on the trees and were swaying in the wind.

It was still early, and the base was quiet. Along the way, there were only scattered pedestrians outside the car window.

The place Zhuang Ningyu took Yu Lin to was not far, just near the base. He parked the car, casually ruffled Yu Lin’s hair, and said in a low voice, “Go in and sit.”

It was an old restaurant, with noodles, wontons, and crab roe buns.

Zhuang Ningyu went to the door to queue, and before long, he came back with a number plate.

There were many people in the restaurant. It was morning, and it was noisy, and the steamers were steaming, and the air was filled with the smell of cooking.

Zhuang Ningyu had ordered all the signature dishes, pulled out a chair and sat down. The temperature in the early morning was a little cool. He was wearing a jacket. When he looked up, Yu Lin was looking at him, his eyelashes raised, and he was dazed and puzzled.

He was sitting in the breakfast shop in the early morning, and his black hair was pressed against his eyebrows from sleeping, which made him look clean and beautiful.

Zhuang Ningyu looked at him. He hadn’t slept all night, but he didn’t look sleepy. His gaze was clear, as bright as the daylight.

He arranged the bowls and chopsticks, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly opened his mouth. “I used to come to this restaurant often when I was a child.”

He commented, “It’s delicious.”

His features were very placid, and he had a kind of distant coldness that was always detached from everything. He looked at Yu Lin, paused for a moment, and recommended, “You can try it later and see if it’s to your liking.”

Yu Lin nodded in agreement. “Okay.”

He actually wanted to ask Zhuang Ningyu what was wrong. As he was speaking, the auntie in the restaurant placed two baskets of buns on the table. The steaming buns were delicious and juicy.

Zhuang Ningyu did not move, and he raised his hand and picked one for Yu Lin. “Try it.”

Yu Lin lowered his head, and after he had taken half a bite, the delicious juice burst in his mouth. He nodded. “It’s delicious.”

Zhuang Ningyu grunted, “En,” and looked at him, and suddenly let out a laugh. He supported himself on the chair, and with his eyes lowered, and after a while, he suddenly said, “Lin Lin, I’ve never liked anyone before.”

He pressed his lips together, and his brow furrowed slightly, and then he relaxed, and said calmly, “I don’t know what he likes, and I don’t know how to be good to him. From now on, you can tell me, okay?”

Yu Lin was biting into the half-eaten bun, and he was stunned on the spot. He choked, and he looked up at Zhuang Ningyu.

Zhuang Ningyu was sitting in the morning smoke, his posture casual, and his eyes were calm. Only his body was slightly tensed. In the script, he had been cold for his entire life and had never come down to the mortal world.

But Yu Lin knew that the soul behind this character was looking at him.

Yu Lin opened his mouth, and with difficulty, he swallowed the bun. He looked at him, and after a long while, he pressed his lips together lightly and replied, “Okay.”

***

The atmosphere between the two of them in the team had quietly changed, and everyone had noticed it, but they did not dare to ask.

Especially Fang Cheng, who was so anxious that he was scratching his ears and cheeks, but when he faced Zhuang Ningyu’s cold face, he did not dare to say a word.

The league was about to start, and the training matches of the various teams were becoming more and more frequent.

Duan Qiancheng was constantly monitoring the public opinion. When the time was right, he had officially announced Yu Lin on Weibo.

The result was similar to what he had expected. Yu Lin had too many haters before, and they had come after hearing the news. The various parties were in a chaotic battle, but his outstanding performance in the training matches had also accumulated a lot of goodwill.

Coupled with the fact that Dawn’s loyal fans had also joined in, before the league had even started, the popularity had already soared.

The live stream effect was even better than he had imagined.

When the split screen in the lower left corner of the screen flickered slightly, and after a long while, with the adjustment, a cold and beautiful face that could directly hit the entertainment circle appeared, and the chat was stunned for a second, and they frantically typed question marks. Duan Qiancheng knew that this was a good start.

『Damn… Dawn is using a beauty trick again!!』

『Please… damn it, can Dawn compensate me for a new screen?』

『Useless club, useless Dawn, useless Zhuang Ningyu, are you starting to use gimmicks? You’re not playing the game properly, and you’re just doing these fancy things. Why don’t you just retire early? All the sissies should get lost!!!』

『Wife!!! Wife!!! Damn it, I’ve long recognized that this is my long-lost wife!!!』

『Damn, husband, I’m sorry. I’ve betrayed you. I can’t help it. My new wife is too beautiful, wuwuwu.』

『Wife, wife, wife!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh no one is allowed to question my wife!!』

“Okay.” Duan Qiancheng was holding his phone and was looking at the comments up and down, and he let out a sigh of relief.

In fact, the fans were right. They usually didn’t play so many fancy things when they played games.

But Dawn had been blessed with a group of popular kings, and each of them was good-looking. The official merchandise was selling like hotcakes, and with their unwavering results, it could be said that they dominated the gaming circle.

Duan Qiancheng had gone from an internet-addicted young man to being tempered to this point, and he was now skilled in this area of packaging. He knew in his heart that with this start, as long as Yu Lin’s strength could keep up, he was not afraid that his reputation would not be turned around.

Not to mention… his gaze slowly moved down, and it shifted to Zhuang Ningyu, who was sitting on the side with his arm supported, and his eyes were on the screen, and his expression was placid, and his posture was casual.

No one knew better than him how protective this dog was.

He himself was too lazy to stream once in a few years, and he would pretend not to hear even if the sponsors begged him. When would he have time to watch someone else’s live stream, and he was even watching the whole time?

Duan Qiancheng quietly moved a little closer, and with his phone, he glanced at the live stream, and leaned against his chair, and said in a low voice, “Are you really not going to start a live stream to attract some traffic and help him out?”

Zhuang Ningyu was leaning against the back of the chair, and his eyes were on the screen next to him, and his tone was placid. “No. It’ll split the traffic.”

Yu Lin was wearing headphones, and his black hair was hanging over his eyelids, very obedient. He was clearly cold, but when he was answering the chat one by one, he was a little obedient. “En, it’s my first live stream. Thank you.”

“You’re being too generous. You don’t have to send gifts.”

“Oh, oh.” Duan Qiancheng suddenly realized, and then he was a little confused. “Then why don’t you just duo with him? All your fans will come in and boost his popularity.”

As he was speaking, Yu Lin on the other side moved his mouse and opened the game, and replied to the chat’s question, “En, I’m on my own. No, they’re training. I don’t need to be carried.”

“We have a good relationship. Everyone is taking good care of me. Yes, I’ll be playing the assault support from now on.”

This match was a desert map. In the vast golden sand, the support was calmly leaning against a rock, and he was quickly and skillfully digging up the enemy’s supply bottles.

After he was done, he cleanly blew up the supply point, and when the enemy came to catch him after hearing the news, he put a continuous skill on himself, and with his head down, he buried himself in a sandstorm and disappeared.

His operation was meticulous in the scorching storm, and he had actually not lost much health. He followed and left, leaving the assault who wanted to catch him but did not dare to go forward, jumping up and down in anger.

The chat was immediately filled with question marks, asking if they were playing the same “Under the Stars.” Wasn’t this sandstorm thing supposed to kill anyone it rolled over? Why the hell were you still alive and well?

There were even some hot-tempered old bros who directly called him a cheater and were frantically calling to report him.

The chat was so chaotic that it was hard to see clearly for a moment.

Yu Lin saw an opening, jumped out of the sand, glanced at the chat, and explained with his lips pressed together, “Just don’t go the wrong way. The sand moves in a trajectory. If you step on the right trajectory, you won’t lose health. It’s probably like… the Qimen Dunjia?”

Yu Lin was carrying the supplies and met up with his dumbfounded teammates, and he tried his best to think of a description that the others could understand.

The chat was full of “awesome.”

『Damn, I don’t understand, but it looks a little awesome.』

『I just searched it up. “Under the Stars” really did copy a little of the Eight Trigrams Formation. Damn! Isn’t this just a background setting? You can’t really know the Qimen Dunjia, can you???』

『I’m tired of saying that God Yu is awesome…』

Zhuang Ningyu looked at the screen and suddenly let out a low laugh. “It’s useless.”

He glanced at Duan Qiancheng and said placidly, “I’m waiting for Little God Yu to carry me.”