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

They still stayed at Nan Yu's house for one night.

Fang Bei went to the sofa in Nan Yu's room and called Song Lian, "Xiao Jinhua and I will take a leave of absence, and come back for training tomorrow morning."

"Damn, why did you go with Nanzai behind our backs, huh?" The voice was Xia Yun, and Song Lian was probably still sick.

Fang Bei didn't quarrel with him, and explained, "What can he do as a minor? He's at his house... What do you mean by hiding it from you? I only found out today that his parents live in N City... Okay, You remember to tell Song Lian that if he falls asleep, you can tell the manager for me... I won’t say anything, he will definitely have to talk for another 10 minutes when I call, and if he doesn’t sleep at night, I’ll still sleep, that’s fine , hang up."

Just as Fang Bei hung up the phone, Nan Yu opened the door and walked in.The air conditioner was turned on in the room, but the temperature was still not high. He was wearing pajamas while walking and wiping his hair. Before he could speak, he knocked his teeth and shivered.

"The captain agreed?" Nan Yu asked him about his leave.

"Well, just go back before nine o'clock tomorrow morning." Fang Bei looked at the clothes in front of him and worried. He didn't bring a change of clothes, and he couldn't wear Nan Yu's clothes. Later, it was Nan Yu's mother who made the decision to bring Nan Yu back. Give him the team jersey he wore as pajamas.

"Your clothes must be too small for me." Fang Bei looked back and forth holding the short-sleeved shirt, the ID on the back looked a little white.

While changing clothes, he thought of something again, "I just remembered that your old club MZ is among the participating teams in the German Cup. Maybe we can meet again after the lottery is drawn."

Nan Yu followed him to glance at the logo on the team uniform, lowered her eyes, and responded softly.

"This suit really suits me," Fang Bei sighed after changing his clothes, he folded his clothes on the sofa, stood up and stretched, "No, your team Why are the suits so big, aren’t they all custom-made?”

Nan Yu didn't seem to want to talk about this issue with him, pretended not to understand, put down the towel and got under the quilt.

"..."

Fang Bei stood by the bed in a daze, not knowing which sentence he said wrong.

He glanced at Nan Yu, thought for a while, half-kneeled on the bed and dragged him up, "Dry your hair before you go to bed, I didn't see that Song Lian was languid today, if you catch a cold and fever, there will only be four people left in our team. Don't play League of Legends anymore, go out and gather a table of mahjong, maybe you can win the Aunt Cup champion."

Fang Bei knew Nan Yu for two months, and it was the first time he saw someone get emotional, and he thought it was strange, so he sat cross-legged on the bed, and talked to Nan Yu while watching Nan Yu blowing his hair, like teasing a child, "Call me, brother, I blow it for you?"

Nan Yu turned her back, leaving him with the back of her head, and the hair dryer whined at Fang Bei.

"I'm seventeen, not seven."

Fang Bei groaned, "It's nice to be young, I was seventeen four years ago."

The only answer he had was a hair dryer.

Fang Bei smiled helplessly, lifted the quilt and lay down, "Nanzi, your birthday is also in December, right?"

"Well, at the end of the month."

Fang Bei was silent for a while, then smiled, "How about giving you a German Cup champion as a birthday present?"

Nan Yu turned off the hair dryer and looked back at him.

The two looked at each other for a while, Nan Yu suddenly smiled, and he nodded, "It's a deal."

Nan Yu had just finished blow-drying her hair, her thin bangs were softly pressed against her forehead, and she looked much more docile than usual.

Fang Bei looked away unnaturally, coughed, took out his phone and checked the time, "Well, it's almost twelve o'clock, go to sleep, you'll get up early tomorrow."

Nan Yu looked at him suspiciously, but didn't say anything, just lay down and turned off the light.

A night without dreams.

The next day they still went to the hotel they ordered. Nan Yu's mother was so enthusiastic that she insisted on leaving them after breakfast.

The two of them went back to the hotel room to pick up peripherals. On the way to the training room, they met Song Lian. Their captain sniffed while walking, and occasionally coughed twice, looking seriously ill.

Nan Yu was a little worried, "Brother, are you okay?"

Song Lian sneezed again, "Ah...it's okay, it's just a small cold, it will be fine in two days, it won't affect the game."

Fang Bei saw that he was not in the right condition, the three of them just walked into the training room, so he stopped the manager, "The cold can be serious or minor, he still has to go to the hospital."

The manager frowned, a little embarrassed, "I have a training match at noon, can I make it back? No, I'll push it later."

Fang Bei installed the peripherals and turned on the equipment, "Which team did you make an appointment with?"

The manager opened Coach Tang's notebook and showed him, "MZ in LSPL is the team before Once. Don't look at me like that. They took the initiative to make an appointment. MZ performed well this season, ranking second in the secondary league; last year LPL was not The relegation system has just been restored, if it can be maintained, the summer split is very likely to be played."

Fang Bei glanced at the notebook, "But how did I hear that their team was able to finish second, and it was all because of us, Nan Zai, who dragged them to fourth."

The manager glared at him and said in a low voice, "This is not our base, so be careful with what you say."

"Okay, okay," Fang Bei made a gesture of surrender, and after adjusting the equipment, he felt that it was almost the same, and then turned it off again, "I'll take Song Lian to the hospital. If it really doesn't work, then postpone the training match."

The manager nodded, and went to tell Song Lian a few more words.

……

Nan Yu was also adjusting the equipment. When she heard that she had an appointment with MZ for a training match, she shook her hand and had to start all over again.

MZ, his old club...

Nan Yu took a deep breath to concentrate on training.

Song Lian and Fang Bei still failed to catch up with the training match.

There were already many people in the hospital on weekends, and Song Lian had a severe cold and had to be hung up on water. He might be able to have lunch when he returned to the hotel.

The manager hung up the phone and contacted MZ, "Oh yes, I'm the manager of the CO... that's right, it's me... Then what, didn't we make an appointment for today's training match at noon?... Well, I know, remember, but Today our team AD has a bad cold and is still registered in the hospital. Do you think it is possible to push back the time of the training match by one day?... Isn’t this also for the sake of training effect? It doesn't work, right?...Tomorrow night?...Okay, I'll definitely be able to fight tomorrow...Thanks, bro."

Jiang Jiayi lost AD, solo support was so angry that he slumped on the back of his chair and asked the manager, "Is it postponed until tomorrow?"

"You said that Song Lian gets sick once a year, and I don't know if he will be fine tomorrow." The manager was confused, and then recalled the conversation just now, "It's okay, if MZ said they don't want to play a training game, I'll come over today If it doesn't work, let Song Lian cough at the door of their training room, anyway, we didn't mean it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the coach standing behind Nan Yu frowning.

"What's wrong?" the manager asked.

Coach Tang raised his chin towards Nan Yu's computer screen, "Within 5 minutes, he lost two buffs and two sets of wild monsters, and even failed a gank once."

The manager was also quite surprised. Although he was not responsible for the daily training status of the players, he also knew from the coach that Nan Yu was the most worry-free one. He trained hard and was in a stable state. He hadn't had this kind of problem in the team for two months.

"What's the matter?" The manager thought for a moment, and called out the translator who was currently playing with his mobile phone.

The manager always felt that the problem should be in the MZ team, but after all, it was an internal problem in the team. Even if there was something wrong, it would not be written in the player profile. He could only check it online. He asked the translator, "Do you often play Weibo? and Post Bar or something?"

The translator is very confident, "If you want to know anything, just tell me, and I will definitely find out for you."

The manager frowned, "Help me see if there are any rumors of discord in MZ, especially related to Once during his time on the team."

"Are you worried that Nan Zai has been targeted in MZ? No way, look at Nan Zai who has been in our team for the past two months, be more obedient, and..." The translator was a little surprised, looked around, and whispered, " When we signed Nan Tsai back then, it was because he was the best in the entire LSPL, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that MZ was the only one carrying, and it would be okay to rely on him to drag MZ to second place."

The manager was silent for a while, without further explanation, "Just check it out for me, and tell me what you find out."

The translator didn't ask much, and shrugged and agreed to the job.

When they returned to the training room again, Nan Yu had already communicated with the coach and quickly adjusted the training state.

The training atmosphere in CO has always been good, often sitting for several hours, sometimes even the whole team stayed up all night together, until the manager forced them to unplug the network cable before driving them to sleep.

Without Song Lian and Fang Bei today, the training room was even quieter. It wasn't until six or seven in the afternoon that someone was hungry and the day's training was considered over.

Nan Yu turned off the game, closed his eyes and rested for a while, when suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder.

Jiang Jiayi turned his chair around, "Let's go, I'll take you to dinner."

Nan Yu nodded, took his mobile phone and room card, put them in his pocket and walked out with him.

Just arrived at the elevator entrance, Jiang Jiayi yelled strangely, "Then what, Nanzi, wait for me here for a while, my phone is out of battery, go up and get a power bank."

"Okay." Nan Yu nodded, standing in the corner next to the elevator, he could still see the outside of the hotel through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Ding--"

The elevator beeped, and Nan Yu was a little puzzled, going upstairs and then coming down, is it so fast?

As soon as he turned around to speak, he saw a few people he didn't want to see.

MZ's former teammates.

Nan Yu didn't want to cause trouble, so she simply lowered her eyes and pretended not to see it.

"Hey, isn't this our genius jungler?" Someone yelled at Nan Yu angrily.

"What about us, be careful what you say, this is the precious jungler Once of the LPL team, we can't afford it." Someone echoed, and there was a mocking laugh.

Nan Yu didn't speak, thinking that Jiang Jiayi would be coming down soon, could he pretend not to know these people?

Seeing that he didn't speak, the group of people mocked even more vigorously, and the leader took a step forward, "Ha, why did Once player stay here alone, and didn't go to eat with your teammates?"

Immediately, someone laughed lowly, "They are all Chinese classes, who likes to eat with a Korean stick, don't eat hiccups that smell like kimchi, it's so annoying!"

Nan Yu still stood expressionless, but he felt very uncomfortable with the approach of those people, so he took a step back.

Some people noticed his small movements with keen eyes, and those who made progress followed suit. A group of people cornered Nan Yu to the corner.

"Nan Yu," someone called him, Nan Yu looked up and found that it was the captain of MZ, gritting his teeth at him, "Is it because of you in today's training match? You fucking look down on our team, don't you?" ?Ah? Just because you won a few more MVPs, everyone can only see you, and use us all as a fucking background, why?! You fucking use MZ as a springboard, and now you can’t even play a training game Stop it? What are you?!"

Nan Yu frowned and said nothing.

The captain spoke so fast that he didn't understand what he was saying.

But his reaction was not the same in front of his former teammates. No matter how you look at it, he seems to be provocative.

After all, they are all professional players, so it is okay to get angry, but it is understandable that once they make a move, they will be finished.

So they can only continue to mock.

Someone looked him up and down, and found that he was wearing private clothes under the down jacket, "I thought the CO would treat us as a treasure, but they didn't even give us a team uniform? Do you want to go back to MZ, at least there is a big one that you don't need. Let me wear it for you."

When Nan Yu heard the word team uniform, she somehow remembered how Fang Bei put on that team uniform last night, and suddenly she didn't want to get entangled with this group of people anymore.

"Trouble, let me go." He said, walked straight towards the elevator, and pressed the down button.

The elevator door opened again, and Jiang Jiayi stood inside holding a power bank and smiled at him. He saw a group of people standing at the elevator entrance, and he didn't know what they were doing.

Someone behind him shouted angrily, "Nan Yu! Don't be shameless!"

Jiang Jiayi didn't hear clearly, the elevator had already closed the door and started to go down, he asked Nan Yu, "Why did I hear someone calling you...?"

Nan Yu shook her head expressionlessly, "I don't understand, I don't know."

The author has something to say: LSPL is a secondary league, and the league champions have the opportunity to join the LPL through relegation competitions.