Widowed Bot Lane [eSports]

Xiao Zeyang felt that He Weiming seemed to be in a particularly bad mood today, and even said that he was not in a certain state, even speaking with thorns, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.

And a peace-loving little sheep like Xiao Zeyang will naturally appear a little clumsy when dealing with this situation.

The mute eats coptis.

Just like the sentence just now, "You know who to thank."

Can't we change the words a little bit and just say thank you Jing Fan, is it difficult? !Those who listen to the yin and yang are strangely uncomfortable.

"The size of the team uniform is customized according to the specifications of your youth training team uniform, so it should be suitable." He Weiming raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, "You'd better not have too close contact with the outside world these days, wait for NO .16 After the list of members is announced, you can browse Weibo and WeChat Moments as you please, but not now."

"I know." Xiao Zeyang nodded, and while answering, couldn't help but wonder if Shen Zheng had said the exact same thing before...

"Come to the team at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon for recovery training, and bring your own peripherals."

After He Weiming finished speaking, he sat back on the sofa and picked up the phone again, bowed his head and continued playing the game.

Xiao Zeyang raised his eyebrows uncomfortably: "Then, then I'll go first, coach."

After saying this, Xiao Zeyang stared at He Weiming for a while, seeing that he had no reaction and was just staring at the phone all the time, so he turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly heard He Weiming say something from behind. :

"Let's go to my house for dinner with the team members in a few days, it's considered a welcome ceremony," He Weiming finished speaking, and raised his eyes, "You can call Shen Zheng, and I will cook myself."

???

What He Weiming said was a bit creepy, seeing Xiao Zeyang frowning, he subconsciously picked his ears.

No, what He Weiming just said was cooking by himself...or poisoning himself?

****

In fact, to be honest, Xiao Zeyang doesn’t care about something too formal like a welcome ceremony. After all, it doesn’t mean that if you hold a welcome ceremony, these people will really welcome you from the bottom of their hearts... If this is the case, Then Xiao Zeyang wished he could spend more times out of his own pocket.

Analyzing the current situation rationally, Xiao Zeyang feels that his top priority now is how to quickly improve his technical and operational level, so that He Weiming can slightly change his attitude and views on himself, so that he no longer lives completely like Shen Zheng. in the shadows.

After all, Xiao Zeyang himself still wants to stay in the team for a long time, and has no plans to change jobs at all, and because of this, a good relationship with the coach will naturally become a key factor for him to stay in the team for a long time or even stay in the starting lineup. one of the most basic conditions.

He Weiming cannot be made to feel that he is relying on Jing Fan to drag the door through his relationship, absolutely not.

Xiao Zeyang made up his mind secretly, and walked out of He Weiming's office with his things.

And it just so happened that he happened to pass by the room where the players were broadcasting live.

The light was on in the room, and Xiao Zeyang looked in through the glass door curiously.

I saw that the room was about fifty or sixty square meters, and it was a regular square. In the room, several team members sat facing each other and clinging to the three walls of west, south, and north, forming a regular pattern. A "匚" character was formed.

Several very high-end in-wall display racks are embedded on the east wall, which are still lit with bright golden lights. On the display racks are various trophies, certificates, and different styles of team flags and team badges designed by the team every year. And some limited edition high-end figures given to them by lol officials.

As far as MAG is already considered a wealthy club in China, "League of Legends" is the largest department in their entire club. Since S2, it has won many honors at home and abroad, and there are countless trophies. New departments such as "Overwatch" and "PUBG Mobile" were established, and they forcibly borrowed a few trophies in order to make a promotional film to look imposing.

Although this is not the first time that Xiao Zeyang has seen the live broadcast room of the players, it is the most exciting time.

Because in the near future, he will soon be able to find a place that belongs to him.

Maybe... maybe it's the place where Jinqian Pool was before!

Thinking of this, the corners of Xiao Zeyang's mouth could not help but rise.

****

Jing Fan was sitting inside playing a game, wearing a headset, and it looked like it was a live broadcast. Behind him, Gao Yuqi put his arm around Jing Fan's chair and tilted his head maliciously, as if he was watching the game.

From time to time, I have to stretch out my hand to point and communicate with Jing Fan.

Many people said before that the atmosphere in the MAG team is very good and harmonious, unlike some other clubs where old players bully new players, native players bully foreign players, master players bully trainees, all kinds of strange scandals, Xiao Zeyang In the youth training department, I heard Qin Dong, the gossip little prince, talk about it no less than thirty times.

Xiao Zeyang stood alone at the door and hesitated for two seconds whether to go in and say hello to Jing Fan, but then suddenly realized that his identity is special and easy to expose, so it is best not to come out when others are live broadcasting. up.

Thinking of this, Xiao Zeyang just raised his legs to leave when Jing Fan suddenly turned his head and saw Xiao Zeyang.

Gao Yuqi, who was standing behind Jing Fan, was led to turn his head away.

In an instant, two pairs of eyes suddenly fell on Xiao Zeyang, which made Xiao Zeyang feel nervous, but he quickly stretched out his hand and pointed to the direction of the gate, and mouthed to Jing Fan who was looking at him: "I'll go first!" gone!"

Jing Fan blinked his eyes, and Xiao Zeyang didn't know if he understood what he said, so he turned around and said a few words to Gao Yuqi, and then stood up.

Gao Yuqi rubbed his hands excitedly, and took Jing Fan's place.

Seeing Jing Fan standing up and walking towards him step by step, Xiao Zeyang's heart suddenly hangs for some reason.

"Finished talking?"

After pushing the door and walking out, Jing Fan asked with a smile.

"Hmm..." Xiao Zeyang nodded, and lifted up the big and small bags he was carrying to show Jing Fan a look, "Give me back the spoils."

"What did He Weiming say?"

Jing Fan leaned against the glass wall next to him.

"I didn't say anything..." Xiao Zeyang put his things back, looked up at Jing Fan, and pretended to smile relaxedly: "Just let me beat you hard, don't hold you back."

"Really," Jing Fan smiled, stared at Xiao Zeyang for a while, then leaned down and asked, "Then he didn't say anything else? Didn't he hate you?"

"How much do you want me to be bullied." Xiao Zeyang said while looking elsewhere helplessly, but in fact it was just to cover up his guilty conscience.

It's impossible not to hate, how could it be possible not to hate...

"No, your complexion is not right." Jing Fan, who sensed a clue, straightened up, narrowed his eyes and tilted his head, "Did He Weiming make things difficult for you?"

"Oh, it's not difficult for him anyway, I still came in anyway, and the contract was signed," Xiao Zeyang waved his hands, making a look of indifference, "I'm just a piece of dog skin plaster, and I can't get rid of it when I stick it on you. Leave the rest to him."

"You think highly of yourself." Jing Fan said with a smile.

"What if it's not high?"

Xiao Zeyang was also brought along with a smile, and then stretched out his hand and pulled Jing Fan towards the door: "You go back and play games, I have to go back quickly..."

"You don't need me to send you?"

"No...it's only what time, and I'm not a three-year-old anymore!" Xiao Zeyang waved his hands, "Go back quickly, I'm leaving."

"Don't be late tomorrow."

After Jing Fan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Xiao Zeyang's hair with his fingertips.

Then turned around and went back.

But at this moment, Xiao Zeyang, who was clamoring to go back quickly, just stood there stupidly. When Jing Fan walked back to his place, Xiao Zeyang hadn't had time to take half a step.

Because in his mind, somehow an extremely miraculous and puzzling picture suddenly appeared.

He thought of a Chinese pastoral cat named Cowpea that he had raised at home before.

Every time Xiao Zeyang walked over to rub its little head, it would close its eyes comfortably and let out a burst of enjoyment in a very cooperative way...

Xiao Zeyang didn't know why he thought of this... just because Jing Fan touched his head just now?

touch the head...

Speaking of normal boys getting along with each other, would they touch their heads...?

In an instant, a creepy feeling rushed from the soles of Xiao Zeyang's feet to the top of his head.

What a fucking calf.

****

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when we walked from the headquarters to the youth training department. Xiao Zeyang was fumbling for the key card from his trouser pocket while thinking about what to eat when he arrived, when he suddenly saw a woman wearing a blue dress standing upright. at the door.

Xiao Zeyang's first reaction after seeing her was that this woman's hair was really long, it could be braided up to her waist, and the volume of her hair was astonishing, black and dense, which was really enviable.

She was holding a small handbag of the same color as the clothes in her hand. She was wearing light makeup and looked a little anxious, as if she was waiting for someone.

The old man at the gate of the youth training department is not very talkative, as long as you don't have a pass and can't swipe your face, it doesn't matter if you are male, female, old or young, even a fairy has to stand outside and wait.

When Xiao Zeyang first came to the youth training department, he once suffered from this uncle because he forgot to bring his access control card.

"Ah... elder sister?" Xiao Zeyang called softly.

In fact, he struggled for a long time between the two titles of "auntie" and "sister", but finally chose the latter, after all, he would not offend anyone.

When the woman standing aside heard someone talking, she turned her head subconsciously, and when she realized that Xiao Zeyang was calling her, she quickly ran towards him.

"Hey, hello! Are you a trainee here?"

Training... trainees?

"Ah, I'm an intern team member here." Xiao Zeyang corrected the address slightly with embarrassment, "Are you waiting for someone?"

"Hmm...yes," the woman nodded after hesitating for a while, then looked into the yard, as if a little embarrassed, "I'm looking for...Shen Zheng."

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