Made by God

I slept clearly all night, but Yan Junyu felt extremely tired. He resigned from his position as the chief referee of the martial arts competition and took advantage of the privileges to book the box that Qi Ze had originally booked. When he opened the door of the room, Qi Ze was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows looking down on the stage, his slender figure shrouded in a half-dark halo, appearing so lonely.

At this moment, the boy in the dream almost overlapped with him, causing Yan Junyu to stop abruptly.

"It's you?" Qi Ze turned around when he heard the movement, with a happy smile on his face, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

Yan Junyu's eyes met him, and then he woke up from the trance. Somehow, the memories that had been forgotten a long time ago came in at this moment, and they were incomparably clear. How did the young man hold himself and talk about his likes, and how did he pray that he would give him a chance. His eager expression, bright eyes, and eager smile are now covered in a courtesy that looks like joy but is plain.

Two months is enough time for him to come out of his infatuation.

He is more sensible than he thought.

Yan Junyu should have felt relieved, but his heart was empty. He said bitterly, "It's me." Then he was speechless.

"Aren't you the chief referee?" Qi Ze sat down on the single sofa by the window. In order to avoid embarrassment, he had to lower his head and play with his brain. He is a straightforward face control, thinking that when he was still in the sect, he collected many beautiful little pets around him, and among them, there are not many who can compare Yan Junyu.

The other party was wearing a pure white military uniform with a black belt, snow-white gloves, and close-fitting military boots around his waist. A stop there was a hormone transmitter. His face is already extremely handsome, and coupled with his noble temperament, it is no wonder that he will be rated as the top ten golden bachelors in the empire.

Although she has decided to give up, she still can't help but look at it a few more times. Qi Ze tightened his lips, trying to restrain the desire to turn his head.

Yan Junyu was seated opposite the boy. Because of his long legs, his army boots almost touched his toes. This kind of distance is too close to a wary soldier, but it suddenly makes him feel at ease.

Qi Ze shrank his legs quietly, tapping his fingertips on the brain, as if he were busy.

"I just woke up, I haven't recovered yet, so I don't have the energy to be the referee. What are you looking at?" Yan Junyu tried to strike up a conversation.

"There seems to be a problem with my personal webpage. I can't choose my profile picture, I can only use the default photo." Qi Ze really has no choice but to use these program codes.

Yan Jun Yuqing looked at his brain, his voice was low and soft, "You are a junior user and don't have this permission. You have to upgrade if you want to change the photo."

Personal web pages do need to be upgraded to have more permissions, but it is the basic right of every user to change their profile picture. However, Qi Ze didn't seem to understand this, and he suddenly realized, "No wonder the profile picture I just put on was quickly blocked, and it turned out to need to be upgraded." He nodded pretentiously, and then received a few upgrade tasks.

A smile flashed quickly in Yan Junyu's eyes, and then disappeared in time. While leaning to check Zhinao, he moved the chair forward, getting closer to Qi Ze, and the two of them changed from sitting opposite each other to sitting on their feet. Outside the terrace is the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, but his heart is extremely peaceful, as if he has long been accustomed to being with the teenager quietly, watching him play games, watching him in a daze, watching him play with his brain.

Qi Ze felt the thorns on his back. Due to the height difference between the two, Yan Junyu could easily see his brain screen without turning his head. In order to protect his privacy, he had to stop.

"Have you recovered?" He had nothing to say.

"Healed, thank you for the flowers you sent." Yan Junyu's eyes focused.

"No thanks." Qi Ze was too poor in his words. In fact, he didn't know Yan Junyu at all, let alone how to get along with him. His liking for him is entirely based on his life-saving grace and handsome beauty, which is very superficial.

"I heard that you were also seriously injured? Are you better now?" Yan Junyu wanted to ask for a long time, but he never had a chance. After learning what had happened, he immediately pressured the Neptune Star Supreme Court, hoping that they would make a fair judgment as soon as possible.

Qi Ze touched the vest that he was wearing next to his body, and said with a guilty conscience, "I have healed and left no sequelae." Then there was another awkward silence.

Yan Junyu nodded and fell silent. He has never tried to strike up a conversation with people. Many things he had thought of before he came, but he couldn't say anything when he came to his head. Especially when he discovered that Qi Ze's fascination with him had become a thing of the past, and now he just wanted to keep a distance from him, an indescribable sense of frustration surged in his heart. But his instinct told him that Qi Ze must have something to do with his missing two months of memory.

With eagerness to hold back, he picked up the remote control and opened the holographic screen suspended in mid-air. The room was filled with the noisy moments on the battlefield, and the stagnant atmosphere was also diminished.

Qi Ze secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then clicked on his brain, and called up many battle videos to watch. The roar of artillery fire kept ringing in his ears, making it difficult for Yan Junyu not to pay attention, not to mention that once he approached Qi Ze, his eyes would involuntarily focus on the opponent.

"What are you looking at?" he asked in a low voice.

Qi Ze replied without raising his head, "Look at the players' past battle records."

Yan Junyu knew, "Do you want to bet?"

"Yes, I have been short of money recently." Qi Ze admitted generously. He couldn't keep the money in his hands, and as much money as he received, he could squander as much as he changed hands. Originally, Ouyang Ye's odds were very high, and he bet all his money on him, but the bookmaker quickly adjusted the odds, which greatly reduced his earnings. If he doesn't want to make quick money anymore, he can't even buy the nutrient solution.

"You can spend money very well." Yan Junyu laughed in a low voice, and then realized that his tone was too familiar, as if he knew Qi Ze very well.

Qi Ze glanced at him in surprise, then lowered his head to continue watching the video, and didn't mean to talk to him.

Yan Junyu was upset in his heart, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he had to pour a glass of red wine for a light drink. He originally stared at the holographic screen in front of him, before moving his gaze unconsciously, staring at Qi Ze for a moment. When he sees him pouting, it means disdain; when he sees him raising his eyebrows, it means attention or interest; when he sees him tapping his forehead with his fist unconsciously, he is distressed for lack of money. Yan Junyu knew exactly what emotions each of his subtle expressions would express, and he could interpret it almost without thinking. This is obviously not the state that one should have when facing a stranger, but more like a close friend who has known each other for a long time.

The desire to talk to the teenager overwhelmed everything. He forgot the embarrassment before and tried to find topics that the other party might be interested in.

"Have you placed a bet? Twenty minutes after leaving the game, the bookmaker will close the website soon." He slowly poured a glass of red wine and handed it to the boy.

"Still considering." Qi Ze was tangled. Asking him to evaluate the quality of the weapon, he will definitely see it accurately; letting him predict the result of the contest with the superpower is equivalent to catching the blind. As a refiner of the five slags of the war, he has always used all kinds of magic weapons to kill the enemy, and there is no martial art at all. Yesterday, I gambled ten, except for Ouyang Ye, the other nine lost all, almost losing the principal.

"Who are you betting?" Qi Ze raised his head, his eyes gleaming when he suddenly remembered the identity of the person in front of him.

Finally attracted the attention of the teenager, Yan Junyu was full of joy, as if casually said, "I have been on the blacklist of the gaming company a long time ago and cannot bet."

"Why?" Qi Ze licked his lips, looking at him as if he was looking at the God of Wealth. Being banned from gambling by a betting company is either too powerful or too much. It's hard to talk about betting on the event, that is, the vision is too accurate and the winning is too hard.

As if seeing the star coin symbol in the young's bright and unusual eyes, Yan Junyu almost laughed, and then suddenly realized: This expression is too familiar, as if he had seen it many times. He suppressed the sudden throbbing, and slowly said, "Because I have bet on seventy-six consecutive bets, I won all of them, and almost swept all the bonuses, which caused strong dissatisfaction with the gaming company. Since then, I have been on board. Blacklist, it is prohibited to participate in any form of gambling."

He raised his wrist to show off his intellectual brain, and continued, "Look, I can't open the bookmaker's betting website at all."

Qi Ze hurried over and saw that the gaming company's webpage turned gray, with a red circle in the middle, with the words "prohibited" written on it. This salary is simply too awesome, how much money did you have to win to do this? He rolled his eyes and tentatively said, "Or, do you use my brain to bet? We won five to five points?"

Yan Junyu almost agreed, and after catching a glimpse of the young man's eager eyes, he pressed it down again. When the teenager responded to his words, or gave a little bit of enthusiasm, he found that he would be so happy, as if he had been ignored for a long time, but finally got the face of it one day.

If you promise to be too refreshing, you will be thrown away after use, right? Thinking about this, he shook his head and said, "I don't like gambling."

"You have more than 70 bets in a row. Tell me you don't like gambling?" Qi Ze didn't believe it at all.

"It was just too boring at the time." Yan Junyu smiled indifferently.

Qi Ze recovered a certain level of cultivation, and his blatant temperament slowly revealed. What's more, he didn't want to pester the opponent anymore, so he didn't have to maintain a good image, and continued to persuade, "When will you be bored? Anyway, there are still a few days in the game. Tell me when you are bored, how about let me bet. We won the money, let's get four or six points, you six and four, is that enough?"

"I'm very busy." Yan Junyu lowered his head and sipped his wine, suppressing the urge to laugh by the way.

Qi Ze just spent a huge sum of money, and there is still a lot of inventory in the shopping cart. At the same time, he now has spiritual eyes and has spiritual consciousness, and the probability of picking up has increased to 100%. Naturally, there are more things he wants to buy. "Lack of money and madness" is not an exaggeration. He gritted his teeth for a moment, and said, “Betting and it doesn’t take time. You help me predict a few sets of results, and I will give you 70% of the winnings. If you have more money, why don’t you make a profit? I’ve heard a sentence—Tian Yufu takes the blame for taking the blame; when the time is too late, I will suffer it?"

When he said this, he used the Haihuangxing accent, but Yan Junyu asked in a Kyoto accent, "I haven't heard of it, what do you mean?" It is also an incomprehensible ancient text. Most people don't say quotations, they are afraid that it will be a word. Don't understand.

Qi Ze was immediately taken crooked, and replied with the accent that had already been inscribed in his bones, "It means: God wants to give you a good thing, if you don't take it, you will be punished; if the time is right, if you don't act, you will suffer in the end. Your eyesight Very accurate and strong in analysis. Isn’t it justified to use it to make money? You already quit gambling, but you happened to meet me. I made the proposal just now. This is the windfall that God gave you. If you don’t take it, you miss it. Opportunity will only make yourself suffer losses. Suncheon does it for you to understand?"

"I don't understand." Yan Junyu was calm on the surface, but waves arose in his heart. Acting in the sky, this is the so-called doctrine of Taoism, right? The ancient rhyme of the round words in the dream is also really ringing in the ears, if the choked boy is not Qi Ze, who can he be?

Qi Ze spent a long time talking and didn't impress Young Master Yan, he couldn't help rolling his eyes vaguely. Well, the other party has money, has the right to look good, and has strong ability. Naturally, these dumb things are not rare, so he won't force it. He wants to stop the website of the betting shop so as not to lose money.

The "stubborn" Yan Junyu suddenly grasped his wrist, gently pulled the person to his side, reopened the website, selected a few groups of players with higher odds, and bet most of the funds. Qi Ze struggled reflexively, realizing what he wanted to do, and immediately obediently obediently, the body that had been leaning back naturally fell into his arms.

"Why bet only six teams? Too little!" He shook his head and put all the remaining funds in.

Yan Junyu patiently explained, "Betting on these six groups is enough, the odds are high, and you earn more. If you bet on all the groups, you will be on the blacklist within a few hours. Make money in a long way, don't kill chickens and eggs."

"You are right. Then, for tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, shall we continue to bet?" Qi Zeshun climbed up the pole.

Yan Junyu used retreat as his approach, "I may not be free in the next few days."

"Then you add my friend, and when you have time to let me know, I will be there on call." Qi Ze grinned, showing a pleasing smile.

Yan Junyu was full of joy, but his face was very plain, as if he inadvertently said "um", and then quickly added friends. Thinking of the betting slip he saw on Qi Zezhi's brain, he continued, "Others don't dare to bet, but there is a lot of money bet on Ouyang Ye. It seems that you have a lot of confidence in him."

"He will win." Qi Ze nodded firmly.

Yan Junyu suddenly lost interest in talking. He picked up the remote control and turned his voice higher, and Ouyang Duanhua's cold and handsome face appeared on the screen. He is preparing for the next game. His opponent is a wood-type supernatural player at the top of the fifth level, and his strength is not weak.

The audience was obviously more optimistic about Ouyang Duanhua, spontaneously stood up and called out his name in unison, and played a "must win" light band.

Qi Ze curled his lips, his expression disdainful.

Yan Junyu commented, "Ouyang Duanhua is an ice and wind dual power player. He is good at fast breaks and his play style is very similar to Ouyang Ye. But the difference is that his defense is very strong. The ice power has been continuously compressed and condensed. Refining can form a layer of light armor on the body surface with a hardness comparable to alloys. In comparison, Ouyang Ye is not superior in strength or speed, limited to the level difference, and the durability of combat is slightly lacking. Worse. Yes, poor defense is his weakness, but he doesn't know how to evade, but instead blindly attack..."

Qi Ze, who was protecting the calf, couldn't listen anymore, and interrupted, "So you think Ouyang Ye will definitely lose?"

Yan Junyu shook his head, "No, on the contrary, I think he will win."

"why?"

"Because our future is doomed, but he is the unknown." Yan Junyu muttered, "The unknown is the most difficult to control and the most unpredictable. When the two of them confront each other, I won't be surprised if any reversal occurs."

Qi Ze was finally satisfied, and reiterated again, "Ouyang Ye will win."

Yan Junyu's lips curled up, but there was no slight smile in his eyes.

During the conversation between the two, the game officially began. Ouyang Duanhua was really good at fast break. As soon as he came up, he froze the entire field and slowed his opponent's movements. Then he summoned the sky full of ice cones and stabbed them one after another. He started very harshly, specifically attacking the vital points, but in a short moment, the neck, thighs, and shoulders of the wood-type superpower were pierced, and his body was stained with blood. The bright red blood spots, the frosty white stadium, and the strong color contrast made the audience enthusiastic. The deafening applause could not conceal the muffled sound of the ice cone's stinging flesh, and many ice cones attacked the stands, blocked by a layer of energy cover.

The host obviously appreciates Ouyang Duanhua's game style, the explanation is extremely fast, and the exaggerated rhetoric is spit out like a ball of pearls, and he forcibly praised Ouyang Duanhua as the number one genius of the Sea King. And Ouyang Duanhua did not disappoint, and it only took ten minutes to knock out his opponent, leaving the arena with indifferent expression.

Immediately several medical staff ran up and took away the wood-type supernatural powers lying in a pool of blood for treatment. The host originally wanted to interview him for a few words, but did not catch anyone, so the cameraman had to take a picture of Ouyang Ye, who was standing by and watching.

Ouyang Ye put his hands around his chest, put his sword under his arm, and leaned lazily against the wall. He seemed to be disdainful of Ouyang Duanhua's performance, rolled his eyes, raised his hand, and dug his nostrils.

The host was a little speechless, and smiled and asked the instructor Yan Bo, "Mr. Yan, if Ouyang Duanhua and Ouyang Ye meet, who do you think will win?"

Yan Bo's remarks are almost exactly the same as Yan Junyu's previous evaluation, and finally asserted, "I am more optimistic about Ouyang Duanhua. The two great realms are not so easy to cross."

The camera shifted and gave Ouyang Ye a close-up. He dug out his ears, took a breath, and then sneered, looking very awkward. But this time, there were very few spectators cheering at him. Even though he has a bad mouth and a bad temper, no one can deny his extraordinary talent.

Yan Junyu, who has always been polite, suddenly said, "He can easily get beaten like this."

"Ah? Right." Qi Ze had to nod his head, and then said, "But I think he is so good and doesn't need to be changed." Compared with Ouyang Ye, the former Young Master Qi would only be more ostentatious.

"Do you like this type?" Yan Junyu turned to look at him, his eyes focused.

"I like it. It's not tiring to live like this."

"Just like this way of living?"

"Correct."

At the end of the conversation, Yan Junyu's frowning brows slowly relaxed before he continued to look at the screen. After Ouyang Duanhua finished the match, he went up to several groups of players, two of which were the games he was optimistic about and bet, and the results were not bad at all. Hearing Qi Ze grinning and muttering "you have made money", he felt happy again.

After two more games, it was finally Ouyang Ye's turn. As he understood the power of the elements, the rest of the contestants would inevitably be restrained when fighting with him. If you are injured by other abilities, you can heal it with conventional means. If you are injured by him, the elemental force remaining in the wound will cause secondary damage to the player’s body. The subsequent treatment is also very troublesome, slightly If you are not careful, you will be half dead and half disabled, which is very dangerous.

He attacked as soon as he came up, and he didn't give his opponent a chance to breathe. The fire dragon rising up into the sky almost pierced a big hole in the energy cover. The audience likes watching this kind of fierce competition, with applause and applause one after another. At the same time, the number of his fans is also rising, and the competition has not ended before becoming the favorite to win, ranking equal to Ouyang Duanhua.

"His style of play already has a very strong personal style, but he is slightly lacking in strategy, and his pace is very messy. If he is systematically trained, he can be greatly improved. I want to see where he can go. This It's my business card, you give it to him. If you are confused about your fighting skills, you can come to me anytime." Seeing Qi Ze staring at the screen intently, his eyes filled with concern and approval, Yan Junyu felt a little bored in his chest. He handed out a golden business card and said politely, "See you next time."

"Wait, divide the spoils before leaving." Qi Ze hurriedly reached out to block.

"Split the spoils?" Yan Junyu raised his eyebrows.

Qi Ze immediately changed his words, "divide the money." He opened his backstage and allocated 70% of the bonus just credited to the account. However, even so, there is still a lot of money left, enough for him to buy out the selected inventory. He hurriedly opened the shopping website, slapped his white fingertips indiscriminately, and the "transaction successful" prompt sounded continuously. The seven-digit amount instantly became six-digit, and half a minute later, it became five-digit. Cleared.

Then there was the warning sound of "Sorry, your balance is insufficient", which sounded several times before hearing Qi Ze's regretful sigh sounded faintly.

Yan Junyu, who had already reached the door, suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at it with complicated and unspeakable eyes. This picture was clearly the first time I saw him, but it gave him a strong sense of familiarity. Stunned for a long while, he said softly, "When shopping, make sure to spare the living expenses so that you don't get hungry." After that, a stronger sense of familiarity came to his face, as if he had warned the young man countless times.

"I see, see you tomorrow." Qi Ze waved absently. After getting close, Yan Junyu didn't have the coldness he had imagined, and he still had some mother-in-laws.

Yan Junyu had no choice but to help his forehead, and then stepped forward, brushing the juvenile's intellectual brain with his intellectual brain, and cautiously said, "See you tomorrow."

With a crisp sound, Qi Ze clicked on the message and found that the other party had transferred him 20 star coins, which was just enough to buy the nutrient solution for tonight and tomorrow morning.

Qi Ze: "..."