Concealed and Blended: Fendai

Cheng Ping's first reaction was not surprise or embarrassment, but panic after hearing Ma Koukou's embellished nonsense.

He originally recognized Li Boxi's flirtatious character, so he didn't take it to heart. At this moment, he suddenly realized that he was being treated specially, and he was at a loss for what to do.

Seeing Cheng Ping's whole body stiff, Li Boxi thumped in his heart: The Great God shouldn't be homophobic, right?

He hit Ma Kou with a backhand: "There are too many scenes."

Li Boxi knew that what he said would only make the description darker, so he retreated decisively tactically, hoping that Cheng Ping would not take his life too seriously and could just laugh it off.

Cheng Ping got serious.

He is afraid of being favored by others, because he knows too well the feeling of being crushed after being sincerely praised. He stood in place like a sculpture and watched Li Boxi escape, as if he made a wrong move, and there was going to be another sad person in this world.

After meeting several times, Li Boxi was relieved to see that Cheng Ping spoke calmly and did not avoid himself on purpose.

Unexpectedly, after a certain magazine shoot was over, Cheng Ping turned to him casually: "It's just time for dinner, let's have a light meal together?"

Li Boxi jumped up: "Okay, okay, I'm going to get something, I'll be right back."

Li Boxi ran out of the door with small steps on tiptoe, then let go of his girl and ran towards the parking lot.

He went home and picked up the hat, thinking that if he couldn't get an autograph today, he would cook it and eat it.

Cheng Ping said it was a light meal, but booked a private room where only two people sat opposite each other.

He contemplated for a long time, and finally prepared a long line, he wanted to cut off Li Boxi's thoughts gently and tactfully, without causing any harm to the other party.

The two chattered about each other tastelessly, halfway through the meal, and at the same time lowered their heads to take a deep breath.

Cheng Ping raised his head suddenly: "That—"

He paused.

There was a familiar hat in front of him.

Li Boxi suppressed his excitement, and said nonchalantly, "Hey, just sign me by the way."

I finally said it! Cool!

Li Boxi was so pleased with his patronage that he didn't notice Cheng Ping's complicated eyes.

Cheng Ping stretched out his finger and gently touched the team logo on the hat: "This one has been out of print for several years."

"That's right, I only found out when I was tidying up the cabinet some time ago." Li Boxi tried his best to conceal the aura of being a fan.

Cheng Ping picked up the hat and looked at it over and over again: "Did you still watch e-sports back then?"

It's like flipping a switch.

Li Boxi finally realized his wish of "bringing to the great gods".

What's even more refreshing is that after listening for a while, the master's expression gradually changed, as if he finally found out that he was a real fan, and opened up the chatterbox to explain the details of the game to him.

Li Boxi is flying in the sky.

During this meal, the two chatted happily.

Satisfied with food and drink, Cheng Ping calmed down, and laughed for a while: "It's been half a year, you are the first person to talk to me about this."

Li Boxi was flattered: "The first one? How is it possible?"

"People around me pretend that I don't have this past." Cheng Ping shrugged, "My manager will get angry if they find out that I am watching the game. They all hope that I will turn over that page as soon as possible and never turn over the page." go back."

Li Boxi was stunned.

Li Boxi is a smart person, and he heard some clues from his words.

Although I don't know the details at the time, it is not difficult to see that Cheng Ping's retirement hit him hard. But everyone around Cheng Ping was impatiently looking forward to his "coming out", but no one had given him proper guidance—they might have sent general comfort, but they didn't understand after all.

As a result, Cheng Ping was trapped, always angry and sad.

When the team lost, he would feel that it was because he left. When the team wins, he will feel that his seat has finally been filled.

What's more, his teammates haven't mentioned him a word so far, even to affirm his achievements in the past few years. It's also true that it's not something people do.

Li Boxi felt that Cheng Ping couldn't go on like this.

If no one helps Cheng Ping, then let him handle this matter.

After returning home, he sent Cheng Ping a message: "Speaking of which, isn't it the game of your former team in two days? I remember it seems to be the last game of this season?"

"Yes." Cheng Ping replied.

"I bought a ticket, do you want to go see it together?"

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"Anyway, you'll watch it on your phone, why not go to the scene and say goodbye to the past."

Cheng Ping was shocked: "Me? Go to the auditorium? Do you think no one recognizes me in the past half a year?"

Li Boxi sent a smiling emoji: "Little brother, have you ever heard of disguise?"

On the day of the competition, Li Boxi took Cheng Ping to his studio and made a fuss about it.

The hair on either side of the temples is braided, stretched with a rope, tied at the back of the head, and then covered with a wig. The browbones and sideburns are lifted, changing the shape of the eyes. The nose is propped up with a nasal pad, and fake eyebrows and a fake beard are glued on with alcohol glue.

"I don't recognize it." Li Boxi pointed to the mirror and said.

While admiring Cheng Ping, he discovered a new question: "Will you go with me?"

"correct."

"Then why don't you change it yourself?" With Li Boxi's conspicuousness, when he walked towards him, the turning rate was 300%. No matter how he disguised himself, he couldn't avoid the eyes of the crowd.

"Me, I only need five minutes." Li Boxi said and walked into the bathroom.

five minutes later.

"How?" Li Boxi asked.

Cheng Ping looked at him blankly.

In fact, Li Boxi didn't do much, he just took off his makeup, put on a short wig, and changed into a jacket.

"What was your reaction? It's not ugly, is it?" Li Boxi was quite confident about his appearance.

"No... It's just that I haven't seen you without makeup." Cheng Ping hastily withdrew his gaze.

Li Boxi strolled to the mirror to take a picture, and said, "Wow, you are so handsome."

Cheng Ping: "..."

Li Boxi suddenly found the joy of acting again: "It makes me feel emotional."

Cheng Ping said angrily, "Can you stop talking about breaking the law?"