[Full-time Master]Why is it you again?

When it comes to Han Wenqing, everyone in the league knows it.

The King of Fighters, captain of Tyranny, and Ye Qiu's old rival for ten years.

He usually has a serious expression on his face and has an appearance that can make people feel chilly just looking at him, so he is privately called "wallet face" by everyone. At this moment, under the direct lens of a straight man, a parallel angle, the slightly dark face looks even more frightening, as if there is a serious aura surrounding him that penetrates the screen.

There was a burst of "Hello, Team Korea" in the barrage, and occasionally a few "Feeling sorry for Yan Shen" flashed quickly. Although it was fast, I still saw it.

Distress me?

I don't know whether to laugh or cry. The problem is, I'm not afraid of Han Wenqing either.

Others felt that Han Wenqing was very powerful, which was true. Even Huang Shaotian would restrain himself a bit when facing Han Wenqing; but not everyone was so afraid of him.

Just take me for example.

"Good morning, Captain Han." I waved to the camera.

Han Wenqing glanced at me and said, "Good morning."

A short greeting, the voice was deep, sonorous, powerful and penetrating.

The barrage also read "Good morning, Team Korea".

"What will be broadcast later?" I asked naturally, "How about we show the game between Samsara and Excellent Era?"

One shot through the clouds: 0v0

"Hundred Flowers." Unexpectedly, Han Wenqing replied quickly, his face darkened a little, "The scene where you were so fast will be broadcast."

His tone was very bad.

…Have you got a bad feeling for no reason? Forget it, just bite the bullet.

So, in the next step——

"Dazzling Hundreds of Flowers, □□, well placed, interrupting Wang Buliuxing's acid rain and dry ice spell."

The soft background music playing in the live broadcast room was accompanied by Han Wenqing's commentary voice, and even the barrage was a peaceful discussion of the battle situation.

I relaxed and analyzed the battle situation again seriously, "Well, Zhang Jiale is still in good condition."

"Wang Jiexi is slightly better." Han Wenqing said, "This time, Tiny Herb wins."

"Yes." I sighed, "Then let's draw the audience, gkdgkd."

"gkd?"

"It just means doing it faster." I explained simply, and then asked politely, "Team Han, are you here to smoke?"

Han Wenqing nodded without refusing, dragging the mouse and clicking the "Extract" button on the screen.

As usual, after a gashapon-style animation, the audience’s question quickly appeared on the screen:

"First of all, thank you. Does Yan Shen have a better relationship with those professional players?" I read out the question, "I feel like Yan Shen is very popular."

How popular am I? It was really something I had never heard in my previous life.

I smiled and said, "Me. I have the best relationship with everyone in the team. And then..."

Yeyu Shengfan: Me!

"That's Mr. Huang." Seeing this barrage, I followed suit and said, "And Zhou Zekai."

In public, I couldn't call him "Xiao Zhou", so I just called him by his full name.

One Shot Through the Clouds: Yeah

The next moment, a red barrage flashed past quickly.

One Autumn Leaf: / smoke

……

What the fuck?

At first glance, there was nothing shocking about it; but after reacting, my brain froze.

This is Ye Xiu, not Sun Xiang.

Suddenly, the barrage was filled with "Hello Ye Shen" and "See Ye Shen" neatly. It was so red and black that I couldn't even carry my computer.

I quickly closed the barrage with quick hands and eyes.

"This is Baihua Style." I couldn't help complaining, "Ye...Qiu, you are so popular."

"Ha." Han Wenqing snorted, not sure whether he was mocking or disdainful.

The episode ended like this.

Han Wenqing and I continued to explain the group competition.

"Lava Flask." I explained to myself in a familiar manner, "The Trichosanthes makes a sharp turn, and the broom shot creates a deceleration effect, and I take advantage of the situation to hit a set of brooms."

"The effect is good." Han Wenqing said, but his eyes darkened, "The hand speed has increased. The suppression effect has been achieved, but the number of useless operations has increased significantly."

His expression was not very good. "In a regular season, you don't have to go to such an extent to suppress the opponent's momentum. You are still too young to try to get ahead of others. Just having momentum is useless."

I hung my head, this was the second person to say I was too young.

The finger on the mouse moved, but a slight shudder arose, and a slight dull pain spread along the affected area.

This is the result of insisting on high hand speed yesterday.

I sighed, kept my expression unchanged, clicked the mouse, and opened the barrage.

The young man sitting in front of the computer curled his lips slightly.

The girl on the screen looked very depressed, and her usually energetic face fell down.

"Well... Captain Han, you are right." A muffled girl's voice sounded in the headset, and the clear voice was a little low.

After saying that, she moved her arms and seemed to press a certain button.

Ye Xiu chuckled lightly, and while watching the battle, he raised his head with his left hand, and quickly typed out a line of words with his right hand and sent it.

One Autumn Leaf: This wave of obscenity is good, as expected of me who taught it

Is this guy squatting at high intensity 24 hours a day? He still kept commenting on the situation of the battle... but what he said was indeed correct.

I drew a black line.

But I really wanted to refute him.

"No, this is obviously because I am smart, and it has nothing to do with whether you teach me or not." I said.

One Autumn Leaf: Oh, you can't say that. How about we have a game? Little girl, don't be scared away.

"Humph, I was afraid you would run away." I curled my lips.

"Concentrate on explaining." Han Wenqing said unbearably, "Ignore some boring people."

Oh yes, explanation. Just keep talking...

However, as a boring person, that is what Han Wenqing can say about Ye Xiu.

I rubbed my nose and looked at my nose, nose and heart.

After that, I explained the whole game seriously.

"Overall, the performance was good." Han Wenqing concluded this way, "Tiny Herb's defeat was not just because of its strength."

"Morale." I added aptly, "After the arena match, Tiny Herb's overall momentum plummeted, and naturally it was difficult to play a good game."

We don't mean to belittle when we say this, we just want to make an objective summary.

Wang Buliuxing: That makes sense. Tiny Herb will improve well.

...I appeared.

I was a little embarrassed for a moment, but it didn't matter when I thought about it. I smiled and didn't continue to answer the conversation.

Han Wenqing seemed to agree, with a look of satisfaction on his face; the barrage also responded to the situation by sending a sincere blessing, which was harmonious.

After chatting for a few more words, I packed up and left the broadcast.

According to the agreement with Sun Zheping, I walked slowly to the training room, feeling uneasy.

Additional training? But there seems to be something wrong with my hand... it shakes when I exert force, and it hurts a little.

Maybe I should see the team doctor.

Thinking about it in my mind, I opened the door to the training room.

...Wait, something is wrong.

I lowered my head and saw that my left hand hanging by my side was trembling.

... it's over.

I took a deep breath, sighed secretly, and raised my head suddenly.

Inside the room, a tall man with short hair was standing by the window and looking out. Hearing the noise, Sun Zheping turned around and looked at me.

"You..." He was about to speak, but his expression suddenly changed.

Sun Zheping's eyes suddenly locked on my left hand.

"I'm fine..." I said in vain, "Don't worry."

But Sun Zheping didn't say a word, dropped the splint he was holding, rushed to my side in three steps, and wanted to grab my arm. His pupils shrank again, but he only took a few steps away. Then he turned to me who was still where I was and said:

"Follow."

His voice was deeper than ever, filled with anger.

I rarely shrank my neck, became uneasy, and even more worried.

Something is wrong.