To play is to win!

The weather in Jiangcheng has always been good, with blue sky, white clouds and bright sunshine.

Su Wenle stayed at home for three days and went out, feeling that the sun was so bright that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

After getting off the subway, he walked slowly to the entrance of the McCas Hotel, only to see the glass-colored flashes reflected from the exterior of the luxurious building, and crowds of people were densely packed at the entrance.

Before he could see clearly what the crowd of figures were doing, he heard a familiar voice.

"Bunle, are you here too?"

What is coming, and what is coming?Before Su Wenle could react, Xie Qi ran up to him.

Xie Qi is not tall and wears glasses. He is very dissatisfied with Su Wenle's loose attitude.

He said: "You are really a procrastinator. I asked you to take my car and you insisted on sleeping in. It just so happens that I have the last support T-shirt. There are too many female fans, and there is not enough support. I will give it to you first. I will give it to you." Get another one through internal channels."

After speaking, he stuffed a plastic bag with BattleForever printed on it into Su Wenle's arms, and turned his head to plunge into the crowd of girls full of skirts and short sleeves.

"Wait!" Su Wenle grabbed him, "I'm not here to do this!"

Xie Qi was stunned for half a second, his face shocked, "What? You are actually a fan of MS? Fuck, I misread you, Su Wenle."

Su Wenle, who was suddenly disgusted, was confused and asked: "What MS, what are you doing?"

"I doubt you really play Overwatch, my friend?"

Su Wenle thought about his shiny top [-], "Let's play."

"Did you really go professional last month?"

If the offline matches organized by the live broadcast website BAtv are also professional, Su Wenle replied: "Yes."

"Then how could you not know about MS! MS! Morningstar! Last OW league runner-up! Third runner-up! International! International! Although I will always be my boyfriend's fan, I also respect this kind of opponent who can enter the semi-finals." Yes! But! You! A guy who has played professionally and is obsessed with Overwatch every day, but he doesn’t know MS! This is simply contempt for e-sports! If you say it, you will be disgusted by the girls!"

Su Wenle felt that he was almost overwhelmed by Xie Qi's exclamation marks and echoes, as if he didn't know that MS had committed a serious crime.

He seemed to have heard of it and he didn't seem to have heard of it, but in order to appear to be very powerful and professional, and to be worthy of the spicy crayfish that Xie Qi had once treated, he nodded.

"Oh, I remembered, it's MS! They're not bad."

But he really doesn't know.

Su Wenle doesn't care much about e-sports. Even though the basis of e-sports is a player like him who opens the client every day, he prefers to play games in person rather than watching people compete.

His only professional experience happened half a month ago.

I almost forgot about the exciting competition process. I only remember that the small yellow croaker every night is super delicious. Even after eating for a week, I still feel unsatisfied when I think about it now.

It's a pity that the game was a bit miserable. He thought he could make it to the finals, but he didn't expect that their team would be GameOver as soon as they reached the semifinals.

Then he smiled and said GG, regretfully ending the happy little yellow croaker trip every night.

Setch was pleased with his calm and perfunctory demeanor.

"Well, I just said how could you not know about MS. Your attitude is very good. Although my boyfriend lost to the Americans in the international league last time, it was just bad luck. This time my boyfriend must be better than MS. Good grades! After all, they have made such a big news, basically they can't go far."

Su Wenle looked at the "Battle Forever" printed on the plastic bag in his hand.

Xie Qi's favorite team, abbreviated as BF, is also his "boyfriend" who keeps talking.

Usually, Xie Qi said "my boyfriend" and "my boyfriend" on WeChat and Weibo, and he didn't think there was any problem.

Now, with the large audience and the staring eyes of the girls not far away, Su Wenle suddenly felt a chill down his back.

Too gay, want to break up.

"Hmm..." Su Wenle thought for a while and said, "So the BF team lives here? Is there a competition recently?"

Xie Qi had a look of resentment, "It's a domestic league, and they've already reached the quarterfinals, okay? The teams in the quarterfinals all live in the McCas Hotel. I thought you'd finally fell in love with the profession by playing professionally yourself." I'm a contestant, but the result is still the same... Although I am the vice president of my boyfriend's Jiangcheng Support Club, my boyfriend's fans will never make trouble when the opponent is in trouble, so you have to go casually to say cheers for MS If not, I won't stop you either."

"Not many MS fans?" Su Wenle asked.

"A team that is only a little bit worse than BF has won the third place in the world, what do you think?"

"Then they must have so many female fans that they will die. Let me tell you what to do."

"Then what are you doing in McCass?!" Xie Qi felt that Su Wenle was able to reach the top [-] and still go offline to play professionally. The team did not get out in the preliminary round. !

When Su Wenle heard it, he smiled, his voice full of happy tildes, and he replied: "Someone invited me to eat seafood from McCas."

Su Wenle came for the seafood.

He had known a long time friend in Overwatch, and hoped he could do a little favor.

The reward is a seafood feast at the McCas Hotel.

It was just a favor anyway, he was used to it.

Although there were many people outside the hotel, the promotional advertisements of the top eight teams were everywhere, and even the hotel aisle was decorated like some important press conference, it didn't affect Su Wenle's good mood.

That's McCas' seafood.

The place he agreed with Gu Hong was the rest area on the third floor.

According to Gu Hong, when you enter the gate, go directly to the large European-style staircase in the front, and follow the corridor to see the large resting area by the window.

It sounds like Gu Hong is very busy there, and there is really no time to pick him up at the hotel gate.

Su Wenle arrived 10 minutes early, sitting on the comfortable sofa, drowsy from the sunlight coming in from the window.

His hair is very short, and it has just been cut in order to meet netizens, so it looks neat and tidy.

Su Wenle has lost some weight recently, with a light yellow T-shirt wrapped around her body, buried in the sofa like a [-]-year-old high school student.

He suddenly felt that the rest area was a bit noisy.

"Guan Hong, I know the situation is urgent now, and the decision you made is too risky." The voice was a little excited, and even the soothing and melodious music couldn't cover it.

"You know...Brother Meng, I'm not...don't worry."

A person wearing a badge came in with a young man, looking anxious.

The young man whispered something to him, with a smile on his face, but looked a little cold.

They seemed to have an argument and walked straight to the rest area.

Su Wenle felt that the man with an excited tone kept looking over viciously, as if he was sitting in their fixed seat.

Su Wenle thought, should I stand up and give way, or should I say coolly, "First come, first served, and you didn't write your name on the seat"?

The two strode forward, and Su Wenle felt that the man's anger had been provoked by the careless young man.

He was aggressive, as if he was about to come over and beat someone up.

Let's go, Su Wenle trembled in his heart, in case that man is some kind of Sanda or boxing expert, he is weak and has no guns, and a high-end hotel like McCas is always the upper-class people who can't be messed with, he is still a little imaginary.

"Cooky?"

As soon as he stood up, he heard a familiar shout.

The smile of the young man in front of him finally relaxed.

He grabbed the arm of Su Wenle who was stunned, dragged Su Wenle to him forcefully, and introduced: "The new member of our team, Cooky."

Looking at those angry eyes, Su Wenle couldn't help but straighten his back.

When he didn't know what to say, he could only smile and try to ease the atmosphere.

However, those eyes were staring straight at him, and he would not stop until he said something.

Damn, this look looks like the director of the teaching department.

Su Wenle's heart trembled, and he said, "Hi."

Su Wenle couldn't tell whether he was rescued by Gu Hong, or he rescued Gu Hong.

When they entered the McCas Seafood Restaurant, there was hardly anyone there.

"My name is Guan Hong, you can call me Gu Hong if you are used to it." Guan Hong helped Su Wenle get seafood, which filled his plate, "It's a bit early for lunch now, but you can eat slowly. Have a drink? ?”

"Milk tea! Thank you, thank you. Actually, I didn't eat breakfast. I was just hungry. Where should we sit?" Su Wenle looked around the restaurant with two plates of Pipi shrimp and abalone.

It's still early before dinner, so you can sit wherever you want.

He picked a place by the window, and as soon as he turned his head, he could see the waves rolling outside the McCas Hotel.

He likes the perfect feeling when eating seafood in seaside hotels.

"Sorry, that was the coach of our team just now. His surname is Meng, and his name is Meng Beichuan. We all call him Brother Meng. Because he is more worried about the team's affairs, he came together."

"Well, Brother Meng is pretty good." Su Wenle thought while eating, "It's just that he looks a bit like the director of my high school teaching department, so I'm a little scared. The director of the teaching department is very fierce. I just jumped off the wall when I climbed over the wall. When I saw him, I was almost scared to death, he scolded me bloody, he was the shadow of my whole life."

Guan Hong laughed loudly when he heard it, and he explained: "Recently, there are a lot of troubles. Brother Meng is usually very gentle, so don't be afraid."

Su Wenle felt that Guan Hong was just like what he thought, mature and rational, the team even had a coach, he was not like someone who played professionally on impulse.

However, it wasn't on impulse, how could he invite him to eat seafood, just to let him help in a professional game.

No matter who he is, in Su Wenle's heart, he is a good person who invites him to eat seafood.

But within 10 minutes, Su Wenle was empty.

Guan Hong felt that he had underestimated Su Wenle's combat power, so he handed him the untouched scallop plate in front of him.

"How embarrassing..." Su Wenle pretended to be polite, and stretched out his hand.

Guan Hong smiled and said, "I'll get it for you again."

"Okay, okay... hey, no need!" Su Wenle suddenly realized that he should be polite, but Guan Hong had already stood up.

He said: "It's okay, eat slowly, and when we are full, let's talk about business."

Su Wenle was very moved when he heard it, and felt that he would die without regret.

Such a considerate guy, not to mention asking him to help out in a professional game, even if he was asked to play for a month, he would be willing.

…as long as you can eat seafood for a month.

Just like the little yellow croaker I ate for a week before.

When the thoughtful Guan Hong came back with two plates of trophies, Su Wenle finally started to care about serious business.

While peeling the shrimp shells with his hands, he asked, "By the way, isn't it a week's race away? It's time to sign up now?"

"After you sign the contract, you can sign up."

"Signing the contract is so formal? It feels like you are going to do a big business. By the way, you haven't said what your team is called? If you haven't decided on a name, I can help. Last time I went The name of the professional team is exactly what I thought of, the Midnight Little Yellow Fish team, super cool, and the commentator mentioned it, and the audience was a sensation."

Guan Hong smiled and said, "I've thought of a name, it's Morning Star."

"Huh?" Su Wenle stuffed the fresh and tender shrimp meat into his mouth, "Why does it sound familiar?"

Guan Hong refilled his empty cup with milk tea, and said with a smile, "So you really don't care about e-sports... I thought such a simple team name would be easy to remember."

Listening to his tone, Su Wenle suddenly had the premonition that he had missed something.

Guan Hong smiled with crooked eyebrows, as if seeing a stupid shrimp jumped into the pot and cooked it, and was still thinking about whether it was delicious.

He said: "In China, we usually call our team's abbreviation. MS, Morning Star."

"MS..."

Su Wenle's ears were filled with Xie Qi's chatter and regret half an hour ago.

MS, Morning Star, third place in the last OW league.

International.