Jiang Yu's face was sunk: "Zhou Que."

Zhou Que was in a state of emotion, and was not afraid of him. He interrupted his words quickly: "Brother Yu, you left with honor when you retired. Now you are back in Jiangcheng with a failed title. Are you sure you will not regret it in the future?"

Zhou Que and Jiang Yu came from the same youth training team. Although they played in different positions, Zhou Que has always admired Jiang Yu very much.

Not only him, their entire team actually regarded Jiang Yu as the backbone.

As long as Jiang Yu is there, they will dare to be reckless.

In Zhou Que's heart, his brother Yu should have been given honor, not at this moment, when the team was scolded the worst, resigned against the booing of everyone.

He felt emotional, and his voice became louder and louder. He walked around the chair with his waist, but finally he was so angry that he kicked it on the chair.

"This chair is more than 10,000." Jiang Yu reminded.

Zhou Que took back his leg that he wanted to kick again. He didn't dare to glar at Jiang Yu, so he could only glar at the e-sports chair angrily, and finally sat down reluctantly.

He was still very angry, and his head turned to the side, and he raised his legs with a snap, making his legs tremble.

Jiang Yu sat aside without any influence. He just asked disgustedly when Zhou Que shook his legs: "You were a sewing machine in your previous life?"

Zhou Que was anxious and put his legs down with a large range of movement, deliberately causing a huge noise, hoping to attract Jiang Yu's attention.

As a result, no one paid attention to him for a long time.

Zhou Que turned his head impatiently, but found that Jiang Yu was distracted.

His eyes fell casually, his eyes were unconscious, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhou Que suddenly felt a little nervous, and he said hoarsely: "Brother Yu, you know that you are unwilling to accept it, right?"

"No." Jiang Yu came back to his senses and replied firmly.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and repeated in a low voice: "No reluctance."

Zhou Que wanted to rush up and beat him up, but he didn't have the courage.

He was so depressed that he wanted to speak, but Jiang Yu suddenly raised his head: "This is what you want to say?"

Zhou Que's mind was tense. After hearing Jiang Yu's question, he blurted out: "Yes."

Jiang Yu nodded as if he was ignorant and said, "Oh": "Then you can leave."

Zhou Que gasped and stood up: "Brother Yu, you have no heart."

Jiang Yu stood up, pushed him out, and said blankly: "What kind of heart do you want to do with you."

"Hey, Brother Yu, I have something to say, I haven't finished speaking yet."

"Oh, I don't want to hear it."

Zhou Que struggled all the way but was pushed to the door. He was about to be pushed out. Zhou Que quickly turned around, stretched his hands open, and stomped the door frame.

He stopped making a fuss, and his expression became serious, looking at Jiang Yu steadily: "Brother Yu, do you still remember what happened between me and Liang Ying?"

Jiang Yu stopped when he wanted to poke him out: "Remember."

Zhou Que smiled bitterly: "As I have learned from you, you still dare to do this."

Jiang Yu was silent. After a long time, "No."

He raised his eyes: "Zhou Que, I won't let that happen."

"I know," Zhou Que remembered what happened before, and was very irritable now. He grabbed his hair and walked around in the same place. "I thought so too, who knew-"
Chapter completed!