I heard that the wild area is assigned to [e-sports]

Fang Bei still held the mobile phone with one hand and thumbed up the thumbs-up movement, the movement froze, he opened his mouth, and was stunned for a few seconds before cursing in a low voice, "Fuck!"

Nan Yu patted him on the shoulder, comforting him with a bit of schadenfreude, "Brother, hold on."

Fang Bei shook the edge of the phone, feeling helpless, "You're in a good mood, I'm not sure how much I'll scold you for making such a mess!"

Nan Yu was about to reply that it was all right, when she remembered Fang Bei's repeated orders to say that he cared just now, so she turned a corner and asked in a low voice, "What should we do now?"

"Cold salad." Fang Bei returned the phone to Nan Yu, got out of bed and breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's go, go to training first, I'll take care of anything."

As a result, before reaching the training room, the manager who rushed down from upstairs like a cannonball stopped him halfway, pointing at Fang Bei's back and shouting, "Stop!!!"

Fang Bei turned his head, raised his right hand and waved it slightly, "Hey manager, what a coincidence?"

The manager was so angry that he quickly walked forward and faced Fang Bei. He poked a finger in front of Fang Bei and trembled, and scolded, "What are you doing, huh? Do you want to stop for a while? His public relations has been busy and he hasn't dealt with it yet, but you are good, and you still like Nan Yu's Weibo? I'm afraid that there will be fewer people scolding him!"

"Eh..." Nan Yu wanted to help explain, but was interrupted by the manager before she could speak.

"You don't need to intercede for him. Only he can do this kind of thing. My ancestor, I beg you. Can you stop for a while, huh?"

The manager walked around the spot for a few more times before he managed to suppress the anger, calmed down a little, and his tone was not so aggressive, "Nan Yu, help me watch him, he is not allowed to go on Weibo these days, post it You are not allowed to go up, do you hear me?"

"Okay." Nan Yu responded, and asked again, "Then today?"

The manager's eyebrows were frowned, and he gave Fang Bei a vicious look, "We will find a way to deal with it, you guys train well, especially you, if anything happens, clean the toilet for me!"

After finishing speaking, he added, "The toilet in the competition venue!"

After the manager finished speaking, he walked away with his hands behind his back.

Nan Yu couldn't hold back, and snickered.

"Is it funny?"

Nan Yu shook with a smile.

Fang Bei reached out his claws and pinched the back of Nan Yu's neck, pulled him into his arms and rubbed him, threatening, "Laugh again, I will drag you to clean the toilet with me!"

Nan Yu was quite ticklish, she flinched and begged for mercy while laughing, "Hahaha brother, I, I won't laugh anymore, please let me go hahaha..."

Someone behind him was amazed, Song Lian ran out at some point, stood on the second floor stairs and looked up at them, "As soon as I came out, I heard that there was no toilet, why do you team up when you go to the bathroom in the jungle?"

Nan Yu took the opportunity to slip out of Fang Bei's hands, leaning against the wall to breathe.

Fang Bei smiled ambiguously at Song Lian, "What do you think two people can do when they go to the bathroom?"

Song Lian took a step back, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze, and it took him a long time to find his voice. The virgin captain couldn't understand their dog-loving world at all, and laughed awkwardly, "Oh, is that so, hehe, then , Very good, go on, you guys go on."

Nan Yu patted him from behind, then walked down the stairs quickly and tried to explain to Song Lian, "Don't listen to brother's nonsense, the manager punished him by cleaning the toilet."

Song Lian silently stretched out two middle fingers to Fang Bei, "I despise you."

"Okay, let's get down to business," Fang Bei asked him, "Aren't you training? Nan Yu and I are about to go there. Why are you running out?"

Song Lian also withdrew his hands, and said seriously, "Tang Jiao came here just now and said that the training match has been moved forward, and it will be changed to seven o'clock tonight. I am going to go up and call you."

"So fast? Who's ahead of schedule?"

"Todian."

Nan Yu blinked and recalled the playoff schedule. TEPCO currently ranks second in the East. According to the rules, it will compete with the winner between the fourth in the East and the third in the West. The winner has a high probability of advancing Become their first opponent.

They also played against TEPCO in the regular season, but because they belonged to different regions, they only played against each other once. If we only look at the results of the match, it is natural that CO won, but TEPCO also put a lot of pressure on them.

I don't know what the result will be if I encounter TEPCO again after updating the version.

Nan Yu was looking forward to it.

Near six o'clock in the afternoon, the aunt knocked on the door of the training room and called them to eat.

A group of people dragged their feet and finished playing the game before going down.

The manager finished eating first, leaned on the sofa like Buddha, picked his teeth while looking at his phone, and gave Fang Bei a warning look when he saw Fang Bei passing by.

Xia Yun walked to the table to serve the meal, and asked Fang Bei in a low voice, "Why did you mess with him again?"

"How do I know?" Fang Bei raised his eyebrows, "I didn't do anything."

"I do not believe."

"Believe it or not, I love you." Fang Bei smiled lowly, and Nan Yu handed him the bowl of rice.

"Then why does he only stare at you!" Xia Yun complained.

Jiang Jiayi shook his head while picking up vegetables, "You have to take apart what Fang Bei said. If he said he didn't do anything, then he did. He said he didn't care about you—"

"That means I really don't care about you." Song Lian made up the knife silently.

Xia Yun rolled her eyes towards the sky, and threatened Song Lian, "Hey, be careful that I don't TP off the road in the future!"

Song Lian was very indifferent, without changing his tone, "Oh, I'm so scared."

They exchanged a few more words, Xia Yun suddenly patted the table and shouted excitedly, "I just remembered, although we can't participate in the Weibo matter, we can ask someone to clarify for the post bar Hei Nanzi, ah, Isn't that too much?"

"..."

"No, why didn't you respond!" Xia Yun was suspicious, isn't this a good idea?

"Oh." Jiang Jiayi sighed and continued to eat.

Song Lian gave him a sympathetic look.

"??" Xia Yun asked with a question mark in his head.

In fact, Nan Yu didn't quite understand, but he didn't have the nerve to ask, not to mention that it should be his own business, and he didn't want to bother everyone.

Only Mo Ran was a little sympathetic, put down the bowl and chopsticks, hiccupped, and explained to Xia Yun mercifully, "When was the post posted?"

Xia Yun recalled, "It's past two o'clock, isn't it?"

"Do you think the God of the North who sits among us can bear Nan Zai being wronged for more than four hours? He must have done everything he needs to do and still need us to remind him?" Mo Ran was speechless.

"President Fang?" Xia Yun's eyes lit up, "What are you doing? Expose the identity of the person who broke the news? Did you pick up the shitty things that MZ's cowards did? Tell me and listen, I'll open a small account tonight Upvote!"

Fang Bei finished his last mouthful of food calmly, wiped his mouth, and looked up at the clock hanging in the dining room, "It's almost there."

Xia Yun also looked up, "06:30?"

Before he could continue to ask, he heard a noise from the living room behind him. The manager hurriedly picked up the mobile phone from the ground, stared at the screen over and over again, and then rushed towards them in three steps and two steps on the slippers. , asked loudly, "Did you do it!"

Fang Bei asked him calmly, "What's wrong?"

The manager frowned, "Didn't you post that post?"

Fang Bei was at a loss, "What post? I haven't brought my phone upstairs yet. Where can I post it?"

The manager shifted his gaze to Nan Yu.

Nan Yu held the bowl and shook her head innocently, "My mobile phone is also upstairs."

The manager frowned and looked at them carefully, obviously not convinced, "Really?"

Song Lian chimed in, "Really, he's very afraid of cleaning the toilet, and he hasn't touched his phone since he came down."

"That's right, if it's true that he issued a fine for cleaning the toilet for a year."

"It's definitely not him, we were still eating just now."

"All right, all right," the manager interrupted them speechlessly, "I know that you brothers are of one mind, and it would be great if you have this energy to use in team games, so don't put it here to fool me."

The manager said a few more words, and went upstairs with his hands behind his back. As for whether he believes it or not, no one cares, anyway, it's just a matter of muddling through now.

After the manager's figure disappeared in the corridor, they slipped back to the training room, closed the door and began to get together to browse the Post Bar.

Fang Bei knew that most of the content in the post was related to Nan Yu, and he didn't want him to recall the days in MZ, so he waved to Nan Yu and called him to his side, "It's not good, the picture is full of idiots , come here to rest for a while and prepare for the training match."

Nan Yu nodded, walked over and leaned against Fang Bei's side, quietly nestled on the sofa and listened to the other brothers' comments on the post.

Xia Yun squeezed Mo Ran so that he could see the screen more clearly, "Damn it, when are these photos, forget about the match scene, how come there is even a backstage passage?"

This building's leaking post is more explosive than the so-called hotel staff, and every word has photos to prove it.

Every photo happened to be a scene of the MZ team members bullying Nan Yu.

He showed contemptuous and disdainful expressions towards Nan Yu when he stepped off the stage, deliberately left Nan Yu at the end when he was walking, knocked off Nan Yu's peripheral bag when getting off the car, and even Nan Yu's unfit team uniform was stripped out , both the front and the back were enlarged, and even compared with the photo of Nan Yu wearing the CO team uniform, the words "No customized team uniform" were marked in bright red fonts.

Leaving aside the feelings of Fang Bei's fans, as far as other melon eaters are concerned, such evidence-based revelations are obviously more convincing.

Song Lian flipped through the post, and saw many comments that were completely different from those at noon, so he sneered.

Xia Yun was still sighing, "Boss Fang, where did you get this photo? MZ really stinks!"

Fang Bei raised his eyebrows, "Money can turn ghosts around."

"..."

It was seven o'clock in the training session, and they didn't have much time to savor the breaking news posts carefully. They entered the custom room ahead of time to prepare.

Nan Yu has already returned to his seat. If there is no special request recently, he will take the first round of the training match. Fang Bei will watch the battle, and the second round will be rotated according to the situation.

Unexpectedly, he was called out as soon as he boarded the main interface of the game.

Coach Tang walked in with another analyst, looking at him with some embarrassment.

"What's wrong?" Nan Yu was puzzled.

Coach Tang sighed and shook his head helplessly, "Nan Yu, you can't participate in today's training match."

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