Widowed Bot Lane [eSports]

On the eve of the competition, the training intensity of the players is naturally a little less than usual. Basically, in addition to studying some cost-effective tactics, the practical part is just playing two or three rounds to practice hands. After a while, they will disband. up.

After all, if you think about it with a normal logic, recharging your energy and recharging your energy to face tomorrow's game with a full mental state is simply better than using this night to improve the tacit understanding and operation level of the whole team. It is not known how many times easier to upgrade to another level.

What's more, for a team like MAG, which is one of the best in the LPL and even the World Championship, the room for improvement in terms of overall level has been compressed to a very small level. If you want to barely improve, it is indeed barely enough. Where to go.

"Everyone of you must remember to cleanse yourselves a little bit tomorrow, okay, beautiful boys?" He Weiming stood behind a few of them who were busy packing the peripherals, with his hands folded on his chest, but his expression was a bit serious, " I don't expect you to paint your eyebrows and eyes, at least remember to wash and blow your hair and wash your face, Xiaobai will take pictures with the team tomorrow, don't take pictures of each one looking ashamed like a migrant worker entering the city, No one has time to retouch your pictures."

The Xiaobai that He Weiming mentioned just now is a specially hired photographer of the League of Legends branch of the MAG club. He is usually responsible for taking pictures of the players attending games and activities, and occasionally taking some daily photos as fan benefits and posting them on the official Weibo.

And I have to say that Xiaobai is quite dedicated, and his photography skills are also good. It is said that he has been targeted by more than one other branch in the club.

"It doesn't matter, it's enough to have Jing Fan as our beauty," Lu Cong said with a smile on his face, "It's good that we are like this, how real."

"Ah, to be honest, if I were a girl, I wouldn't like Jing Fan's style." After Gao Yuqi packed his things, he turned around and leaned on the table, muttering solemnly: "Jing Fan's appearance is not good. Knowing that it will be the kind of special standard, if he doesn't like you, then you are willing to give him heart and soul for 800 years, and he will not be moved for a while."

"It's as if you took it out." Jing Fan looked at Gao Yuqi and laughed, but he didn't refute.

It can be seen that what Gao Yuqi said is not completely wrong.

"I can't afford it." Hearing what Jing Fan said, Gao Yuqi quickly shook his head without thinking, "Even if I move the sky and the earth, I can't move you."

"I touched the heavens and the earth, why can't I touch you!" Yan Fusen, who had been silent for a long time, didn't know which string was wrong, so he suddenly let go of his voice and sang, scaring the defenseless He Weiming behind him. jumped.

"Shut up your broken voice..." He Weiming frowned and pushed down his glasses, "Hurry up and finish packing, Xiao Zeyang stays to clean up."

"okay……"

Xiao Zeyang, who had been silent all this time, nodded silently at the side, turned around and put the keyboard back in his backpack, then sat back obediently in his seat and waited for the rest of them to disband.

At this moment, although Xiao Zeyang's face is expressionless, he is actually anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

Xiao Zeyang now has only one thought in his head, he wants to go back to the youth training department as soon as possible, go to the kitchen and quietly cook a bag of braised beef noodles, lay down a runny egg, and then sit alone In the restaurant, while flipping through Weibo hot searches, there is not even soup left...

Completely empty your mind, don't think about anything, whether it's tomorrow's game, or the training afterward, or...Jing Fan.

Although Xiao Zeyang himself knew that this was impossible, especially Jing Fan.

It is no exaggeration to say that he can even imagine the state of tossing and turning when he was disturbed by Jing Fan after returning...

There is a bit of perverted pleasure in the pain.

****

"Coach, let's go first."

"it is good."

After Yan Fusen and the others packed up all their things, they casually greeted He Weiming and left.

In a blink of an eye, Jing Fan, Xiao Zeyang, and He Weiming were the only ones left in the training room that seemed quite lively.

"Then I'll be leaving first, you two remember to lock the door and return the key after cleaning." He probably felt that staying here was a bit redundant, so He Weiming said while looking up at Xiao Zeyang and Jing Fan, and was silent for a moment , and finally pointed to the camera on the top of the head: "You two hurry up and clean up, don't do anything else, hear?"

"Understood." Jing Fan leaned on the table, tilted his head with his hands behind his back and smiled, as if he didn't have any special feelings about what He Weiming said.

Just take it as a kind reminder.

But Xiao Zeyang was different. Not only did he have a feeling, but the feeling was even bigger.

If before he was still foolishly guessing that He Weiming and Gao Yuqi had guessed the relationship between Jing Fan and himself by chance when a blind cat ran into a dead mouse, then now, he can basically conclude that among these two people, there is nothing to say. There has to be someone who knows the truth.

Bao Buqi actually knew about both of them.

"Did you tell the coach about the two of us?!"

After watching He Weiming open the door and go far away, Xiao Zeyang finally couldn't hold back a stride and rushed to Jing Fan to ask a question.

The unsteady tone almost made Jing Fan jump.

"No." Jing Fan shrugged at Xiao Zeyang with a confused expression, "What's wrong?"

"Then what he said just now..." Xiao Zeyang couldn't believe Jing Fan's answer, "What's going on with that sentence...?"

Jing Fan was amused by Xiao Zeyang's tense face, and finally couldn't help but reached out and rubbed Xiao Zeyang's hair: "He's not blind, he can tell just by looking."

"……real?"

Xiao Zeyang looked at Jing Fan in disbelief, was silent for a while and then asked, "Then why didn't you refute them just now?"

"Why do you want to refute?" Jing Fan asked back, the smile in the corner of his eyes somehow made Xiao Zeyang a little panicked, "They were all telling the truth, weren't they?"

"But..." Xiao Zeyang stood there and stared at Jing Fan for a long time, but couldn't continue.

What Jing Fan said was right, he really didn't have any need or reason to refute... Whether it was He Weiming or Gao Yuqi, what they said was what Jing Fan really thought in his heart.

It felt like Jing Fan didn't just nod his head in agreement there, and it was considered reserved to raise his hands in approval.

"Little sheep, I actually have a question I want to ask you."

Seeing that Xiao Zeyang was suddenly quiet, Jing Fan threw the broom in his hand on the ground, and said slowly, "Can you answer me?"

"Then you ask..."

Before Xiao Zeyang opened his mouth, he glanced at Jing Fan first, and then absently pushed the chair aside as he spoke, leaving room for Jing Fan to sweep the floor, "I haven't seen any strange problems from you..."

Jing Fan, who had already suppressed his smile, couldn't help laughing after hearing Xiao Zeyang's words, then tilted his head to look at Xiao Zeyang, and asked lightly: "You told me before that we have to wait for the first round Tell me after the game if you want to agree to me, can I understand now that... if you win the opening game, you promise me, and if you lose, you don’t agree?"

"..."

To be honest, Xiao Zeyang really didn't think about what Jing Fan said, and even said that he was still thinking about it just now.

Because Xiao Zeyang had already told Jing Fan the rules, and since the finite condition of the rules was the opening match, it was natural to think that the result of this matter would be directly related to the results of the opening match.

Perhaps Jing Fan was right. If he really won the first match, Xiao Zeyang might really agree to this matter in a flash of his brain.

"I……"

"If you say you don't know, I'll kiss you right now."

Before Xiao Zeyang could finish what he was going to say next, Jing Fan directly blocked the road.

After all, based on Jing Fan’s understanding of Xiao Zeyang during this period of time, it is actually not difficult for him to guess what method Xiao Zeyang will use to avoid such a difficult problem. To sum it up, it is basically a lyric: I don’t know, I don't know, I don't want it.

Therefore, in order to prevent Xiao Zeyang from doing this again, Jing Fan had no choice but to set up a roadblock for him first.

Moreover, this roadblock was indeed effective for Xiao Zeyang. Seeing his embarrassed and nervous expression, Jing Fan suddenly felt that the so-called "beast" in his body was about to move again.

"I think..." Xiao Zeyang took a step back while talking, and he didn't know if he was afraid that Jing Fan would really kiss him, "I think if our team really wins... I will promise you... ..."

"Really?" Jing Fan couldn't help but confirm it again, as if he was afraid that Xiao Zeyang would play tricks in the future.

"But Jing Fan, you have to know that I've never dated a boy before...I..."

"It's okay." Seeing that the "but" Xiao Zeyang said didn't mean to deny the blame just now, Jing Fan finally heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to dishonestly pat Xiao Zeyang's ass, "I will teach you slowly in the future." you……"

"..."

In fact, what Jing Fan said was nothing in itself, but after listening to it, Xiao Zeyang blushed as red as a tomato all the way to his ears.

And a little hot.

Jing Fan naturally noticed it too, couldn't help but smiled and pulled Xiao Zeyang to his side.

"little sheep……"

"Ok?"

"You are always so easy to be shy, and it will be difficult to teach you in bed in the future."

The author has something to say: enough coquettish, the next chapter will be 0-5 warning

Then tell the little angels about Boss Gu Xiaoqiao’s episode... There is one thing that I have never dared to tell the little angels, the kitten I brought back a while ago got cat plague, yes, the cure rate is not enough 40.00% of the disease QAQ is very serious, and I signed a critical illness notice for it... So I have been taking care of it recently, and have been infusion treatment, because the kitten is very light, the infusion will last from noon to midnight, I have been with it in the hospital all the time, there is no time code, it is very difficult to maintain updates... QAQ

But today, the little guy is very competitive and strong!Today, the white blood cells finally returned to normal values!I will try my best to release the extra code tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and let me know in Zuohua when the time comes!Thank you little angels for your understanding!

Then I can post the little guy's medical report on Weibo for everyone to see, to prove that I am not talking nonsense! (Although I know you will trust me!) But I tore up the critical illness notice... because my heart was really broken at that time... I just... just tore it up...