[AWM PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds] Never Forget

The Spring Split is an annual top domestic event.

This kind of competition is incomparable in the quarterly competition, and naturally there are special competition venues - POL has two teams, the Tianshen team led by Ke Yiyang will play in Group A, and the Edge team led by He Nian will play in Group B.

Ke Yiyang knocked on the opposite door: "Go to the Internet cafe to read?"

The competition committee only provided the dormitory, and the computers had to be touched after the official start of the competition, so those who were unable to bring a computer would usually choose to go to an Internet cafe.

"Hush," Ye Zai opened the door, pointed to He Nian who was lying on the bed and moaning, "Brother Nian is motion sick, he is resting."

"Motion sickness? How could he get motion sickness? I never knew he was still motion sick." As he spoke, he was about to squeeze in, but was blocked by Night Attack.The two went outside, Ye Zai gently closed the door and whispered, "I don't think it's motion sickness, it's race sickness."

"Dizziness?" Ke Yiyang opened his mouth and closed it again, understanding the meaning of Night Attack.

He Nian didn't get motion sickness, it was because he was under too much pressure.

Under strong psychological stimulation, some people will have a stress reaction, vomiting and dizziness, and the symptoms are the same as motion sickness.

"Yangshen, I think you'd better not go in... As soon as you go in, he will have to think about the game, and the pressure will be even greater."

After two seconds of silence, Ke Yiyang patted him on the shoulder: "I understand, I won't go in, please comfort him and make him happy."

Ye Zai nodded: "Don't worry, Yang Shen."

Ke Yiyang stood in the corridor, leaning against the wall, silent.

He Nian would withdraw from the gods at the beginning, he couldn't understand.I can't understand, but as long as He Nian means it, as long as he is happy, he will support it.It's just that he didn't expect that He Nian would put so much pressure on himself.He had also heard about the bet on the top three in the spring competition, and now it seems that He Nian took it seriously.

How difficult it is to play in the Spring Split, the situation is changing rapidly, and no one can guarantee their results until the end.Ke Yiyang couldn't imagine what would happen if He Nian failed to lead his team to a satisfactory result.

Will he really withdraw from the e-sports circle as the rumors say?

Ke Yiyang closed his eyes, his originally calm heart began to feel uneasy.

Ke Xiao came out to look for him, and unexpectedly saw Ke Yiyang standing outside alone, and looked at the opposite door in surprise: "What? You two collapsed? The door was not opened for you?"

Ke Yiyang didn't even have any interest in bickering. He shook his head dejectedly, bypassed him and entered the door, leaving Ke Xiao alone in a daze: "Hey, what do you mean? Do you still want to go to the Internet cafe or not?"

He Nian lay on the bed, feeling as if he was lying on the deck, bearing the waves one after another, making him want to vomit but couldn't vomit, his whole body was limp and weak.

Fengzi lay on the bed with a distressed face: "Brother Nian, did you get food poisoning from something you ate?"

He Nian was weak: "Can I hope that Brother Nian will be well, I'm fine, I'm just a little motion sick."

Odd handed over a piece of orange peel: "Brother Nian, come, smell it, it says it can cure motion sickness."

He Nian rolled his eyes. He only peeled a piece of the oranges that were hard to buy in winter, and gave him the remaining pulp.

Kuafu worked diligently to help everyone pack their luggage and make their beds. Hearing this, he raised his head: "Brother Nian, do you want me to rub it for you?"

"Can you still massage?"

As expected, Kuafu is omnipotent, he pressed He Nian's temples with two fingers and rubbed them slowly, with just the right amount of strength, He Nian hummed so comfortably.

Rubbing Kuafu couldn't help but sat aside, and stopped with his hands.

He Nian silently raised his head and silently protested: "?"

Kuafu blushed: "Brother Nian, don't hum..."

Feng Zi, who was staring at the pad with Ye Zai, turned his head sharply and stared sharply at Kuafu.

Kuafu: "..."

Odd seems to be still young, addicted to the content of the pad and can't extricate himself, drooling while wiping his nosebleed.

He Nian understood Kuafu's meaning the moment he spoke, and moved his head away: "Forget it, you can play by yourself."

Someone knocked on the door, and when the door opened, a round cropped head came in: "I live next door, can anyone order takeaway together?"

Fengzi took the lollipop from his mouth: "Is there any delicious place nearby?"

"Fragrant pot Malatang, maocai small hot pot."

He Nian, who was still watching him, turned his head when he heard the words, expressing his lack of interest in these spicy dishes with actions.

"There is also grilled meat and pineapple rice, prawn and crab roe stew."

Fengzi raised his hand: "One piece of barbecue, one piece of crab roe stew."

Kuafu: "Pineapple rice."

Odd: "I want to eat hot pot."

Cun Tou: "That's great! Our team wants to eat hot pot, and you can just join in."

After finishing speaking, he looked at He Nian who was paralyzed on the bed: "Where is the uncle on the bed, what do you want to eat?"

He Nian stretched out a hand and waved it vigorously: "Motion sickness, I don't need it."

During the meal, the two teams quickly became active.

Cun Tou belonged to the SS club, and he also came to play in Group B, which meant that in the official competition, the two teams would inevitably have a battle.

"My name is Alex, this is our captain Arthur, and the little chubby meditating by the window over there is Aristotle..."

Before he finished speaking, the pensive little chubby pier in front of the window turned around and smashed a ball of paper with precision.

"Aristotle, you're throwing your snot wipes around again."

The few people who came to eat, heard the words and silently picked up their lunch boxes.

Alex pointed to the man lying on the bed: "He is Amen, he can lie down and never sit, and he can sit and never stand."

As he spoke, he handed over the bowl of Malatang that Amen asked for, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he saw that Amen did not get up, and stretched out two white arms from the bed to take the soup-filled Malatang and put it on the bed. , turned sideways and began to eat, and during the period, the red chili oil splashed on the bed sheet and quilt without knowing how much.

The few people holding the lunch box felt that they couldn't stay any longer.

Feng Zi took the lead and pulled Kuafu: "Ah, our captain is still lying on the bed, let's go back and see how he is doing."

Kuafu: "Ah, yes, yes, we are a team, we are very cohesive."

Night Raid: "The key is that we still have love, we can't let the captain die without eating."

Odd was confused, touched his head and pondered for a moment: "Well, suddenly I don't want to eat hot pot, I'll go back and order some porridge for weight loss."

Several people came out of the house and took a deep breath in unison.

Feng Zi: "Did Brother Nian lead us into cleanliness?"

Kuafu: "I don't know..."

Ye Xie: "Actually, this is the real life of an otaku... almost all my college roommates are like this."

Fengzi: "Then why did you escape?"

Ye Xie: "...No, I...go take care of Brother Nian..."

Still confused, Odd stood and pondered for a few more minutes, and finally: "Forget it, let's eat porridge for weight loss."