Rise

As a Platinum player, the girl's strength is actually quite good, especially most of the girls play League of Legends in the support position, and it is very rare to be able to play ADC with such a level.

But after this qualifying match, she still felt dazed and dizzy.

honestly……

It was everything that happened in the past ten minutes or so, and she couldn't remember clearly at this moment.

The female policewoman who simply remembers herself is trying her best to follow the rhythm of Thresh, the assistant of the young man beside her, all kinds of crazy killings and taking heads, everything seems to be done purely by subconscious operations, but as for the specific details, as for the specifics How to kill the opponent in a single lane and even let the opponent directly choose to surrender for more than 20 minutes...

There is no impression or concept at all.

In addition to her boyfriend, the girl has also partnered with many masters in the black rankings before, and her good figure and appearance always make many masters take the initiative to come forward and volunteer to lead the girls to the top.

But none of them could compare with the young people beside her.

The operations of those great gods...

Of course it is strong.

But at any rate, it was within the scope of her comprehension.

And what this auxiliary Thresh under the control of the young man beside her showed was completely beyond her comprehension.

an auxiliary.

Can this level be done in this segment?

It was no longer a question of simply being stronger than the opponent. It was almost like a professional player beating a rookie in the Bronze and Silver divisions. Killing people was as easy and casual as harvesting leeks. There was no pause for a moment from the beginning to the end.

No, neither can be said to be bronze or silver.

It's just a man-machine, isn't it!

But having said that...the opponents are not man-machines, they are all passers-by masters with an average of at least Platinum 1 or even diamonds, especially Jinx, who is in the purple side lane where she and her boyfriend are facing each other. Combining with the robot, those two people almost crushed their side in the early stage——

result,

In just a few minutes after the youth's assistant Thresh took over, he counter-pressed and abused him.

This... what level of god is this?

...

In fact, it is completely understandable to be in a dazed state like a girl.

Because her cognitive scope is limited, the strongest master masters she has ever seen are only diamond masters with the most king divisions, or she has seen various amazing operations of other professional players on the live broadcast.

However.

The young man sitting next to her...was an existence that had surpassed almost all top professional support players.

It was the level at which his status back then was comparable to that of the God of Support in the world today.

Even if his condition is not as good as it was back then.

But he still retains a certain level of strength, facing this kind of passerby with platinum and diamond divisions, he is naturally still able to handle it with ease without any suspense.

So even if such a victory was easily won, there is no reason for the young man to be excited. Instead, it is because the memories that were evoked earlier reminded him of some past events and events that he did not want to think about. old friend.

It made him feel a little gloomy at the moment.

just.

The qualifying for this temporary takeover is also over.

The young man shook his head, maybe he shouldn't have agreed to his request just now, otherwise he wouldn't have caused so many disturbing emotions, then he pushed the keyboard and stood up from the seat, turning his head to look at the girl beside him:

"Okay, then I'll get busy—"

Eh?

The girl finally came to her senses, and when she looked up and saw the young man was about to leave, she was anxious: "You, are you leaving now?"

The young man was taken aback by this question, and then laughed:

"Isn't this over?"

One sentence choked the girl.

yes.

Originally, it was just to ask the network administrator to help take over for a while and wait for her boyfriend to come back before re-topping, but now this qualifying match has been finished and ended in victory, and there has been an unsatisfactory result. What more could one ask for?

But when the young man got up and was about to leave, the girl almost subconsciously felt reluctance. It was a very subtle feeling that she couldn't explain clearly, and she couldn't explain it for a long time. Hold back a sentence:

"The man hasn't come back yet, why don't we start another round?"

As she spoke, she raised her head and looked at the young man expectantly.

The young man laughed and waved his hands:

"Forget it, I'm still working. If the boss sees me being lazy like this, I won't be able to keep my job later."

This made the girl speechless again.

right.

He is a network administrator, not a professional to play with, he has a job...

But then again, with such a strong strength, you can almost go to the game, why just be an ordinary small network administrator-how much money can a network administrator make.

The girl involuntarily said what was in her heart, and the young man smiled again:

"To play a game?"

"Forget it, my level is not enough~"

The tone seemed casual and careless, but to the girl, she immediately expressed strong objection and disagreement after hearing it: "Who said that! Your support is definitely at least the master and king! I have never encountered anyone who is more powerful than you That's right, it shouldn't be a problem even if you go to play professionally!"

The words touched some truths inadvertently.

Profession.

It's just that such a key word fell into the ears of the young man, but it caused a gloomy flash in his eyes, his expression was indifferent for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal, and he just shook his head:

"I'm not interested in a career."

In a word, it seemed that he was just evading the answer of the girl in front of him.

But it also seemed to reveal his current thoughts and intentions.

There is nothing to continue the conversation when the topic is discussed here. In the hall outside the box, guests can already be heard shouting impatiently: "Network administrator, where is the network administrator!" Where is it?" "Hey, what are you doing, come here!"

There was a lot of noise.

The young man quickly regained his composure, opened the partition curtain of the box and poked his head out to reply to the guests shouting in the hall outside:

"Here we come! Immediately!"

After speaking, he looked back at the girl, shrugged his shoulders and made a gesture to indicate the situation outside:

"Let's go."

However, before he opened the curtain and went out, he was called anxiously by the girl behind him: "Wait, wait a minute!"

The young man stopped and looked back again, as if patiently waiting for the next sentence.

But meeting the young man's questioning gaze, the girl's face suddenly turned red for some reason, and she groaned and groaned for a long time before finally speaking in a voice as thin as a mosquito:

"You... what's your name?"

It seemed that all the courage had been used up for asking this question, and the girl didn't dare to look up at all as soon as the words came out, she just buried her head and looked at the ground.

finally.

For the girl, it seemed that ten thousand years had passed. She waited for the young man's voice to ring in her ears:

"Mu Qiu."

Mu... Autumn?

The girl muttered aloud, and when she raised her head to look at the young man, she found that the young man had already left, leaving only the partition curtain still swaying slightly.

"Mu Qiu..."

Mumbling and repeating again, for some reason, the girl's face became more flushed.

Hello--

He obviously has a boyfriend, so it doesn't seem appropriate, does it?

but……

Originally, it was just a guy who just talked about it for a week and just made do with it. At that time, he was so annoyed by the stalking that he reluctantly agreed.

Now it looks like—

It felt like I had met a really suitable candidate.

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I didn't expect to be busy all night. . . Now I am typing with dark circles under my eyes, and I have to wait until I get home from get off work for the next chapter, probably around seven or eight o'clock.