[AWM PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds] Never Forget

"What is it! What is it!"

"Kill him, kill him! Damn you little brat, how dare you break ground on Grandpa's head!"

"Come on! There are two outside the wall on the left, they are saving people, go on, kill them!"

"Think! Think!"

"Come on, enjoy the power of the 98K machine sight!"

"What do you want!"

Jiajia almost yelled, before pulling the four people on the bloody battlefield back to reality.

He Nian took off the earphones, and glanced at Jiajia calmly: "What's the matter?"

As if it was someone else who wanted to use 98K to shoot someone just a second ago.

"Didn't you see the news in the WeChat group?" Jia Jiayang raised the latest version of the fruit phone in his hand, "So I'm here to talk to you."

"what?"

"On Monday afternoon, all POL youth trainees compete, and your team will also participate."

"What? My master was the first to express dissatisfaction! We haven't been freshmen for a long time!"

Jiajia directly ignored Fengzi who was flaring his teeth and claws: "There are 25 groups in total, the top ten will stay, and the rest will pack up and leave, so—" Jiajia waved his hand, "Get ready."

For 2 minutes after the door of the training room closed, all four of them were stiff.

"Beyond ten people are going to... get out?"

"Brother Nian, Brother Feng, Brother Kuafu, I...I just came here, I don't want to leave..."

"Whoever wants to leave, POL's treatment is much better than some ordinary professional clubs."

"Brother Nian, what do you think of the fact that you are going to get out with us today? Do you regret offending the little prince's love?"

"Crack!" He Nian slapped the table and brought everyone back to his senses, "Cheer up, I'm just a group of youth trainees, let alone the top ten, winning the championship is safe, look You guys are so cowardly, you have no ambition and energy, how can I expect you to play in the Spring Split!"

"Brother Nian..."

"You can't make it into the top ten against a group of rookies, why don't you go home and sell pork, and what kind of profession do you have! Shame on the professional players!"

"Brother Nian..."

"What? Kuafu, how about your energy? Fengzi, how about your ruthlessness? How can you set an example for Night Attack with your appearance?"

"Brother Nian..."

"What?"

"Come and see!"

Fengzi held up a 2000 yuan home-made mobile phone and approached He Nian.

"What's the matter?"

Fengzi took back her phone and began to read to He Nianting: "POL successor and PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds professional player Ke Yiyang announced to the outside media the day before yesterday that he came out of the closet. According to reliable sources, the object of coming out is an internal member of POL."

For ten seconds, He Nian's wide-open eyes did not move.

When the eyeballs rolled again, he only felt the soreness in the sockets.

He actually came out to his family because of that person?

He Nian looked at the ceiling, and couldn't tell for a moment whether he felt sad or jealous or resentful.

"Brother Miss?"

He Nian let out a long breath, and straightened the e-sports chair: "Don't worry about other people's business, let's just do our own thing, come on, continue to practice, and add more business elements to the official game. Such a reckless level is far from enough, let me start another game, and I will tell you slowly during the game."

……

It's okay, it's okay.

At least from beginning to end, his pride is still there.