To play is to win!

When Guan Hong woke up and went downstairs, he thought he was dreaming back to Yinchuan Villa.

His stupid son came out of nowhere, shaking his head and flicking his tail at him.

As soon as its paws swooped, Guan Hong knew it wanted to eat snacks!

"Fuck."

His reaction is exactly the same as that of ms members, and even his expressions are highly synchronized.

"Why is the flash egg here!"

"Carry out my job and heal the sophomore boy." Meng Beichuan bent over and stroked the dog, "The big baby I bought with a huge sum of money must burn light and heat of course."

"This is our counselor?"

"Correct."

Guan Hong understood.

At the beginning, I lost badly to buy firewood, but now I lost badly to transport firewood.

What kind of senior talents of psychological counselors are actually pet therapy in the end.

Clumsy Chai deserves to be bought with a huge sum of money.

The two of them were arguing to touch the food that was not given to them, and they both sat upright with simple and honest faces.

"Son! Flash Egg!"

Lin Xiaoke yelled, and the flashing eggs jumped up like flying.

There are no snacks here, and there is a feeding place.

Fat Chai jumped onto the sofa, occupying a large space.

It squeezed around Lin Xiaoke, and even wanted to eat potato chips.

"No, no, no." Lin Xiaoke protected the fat house god, and resolutely refused to give the flashy egg junk food.

"Where's the dog biscuit?" Li Qin asked.

"Give it some yogurt, it seems to have eaten too many biscuits." Gu Kuan said.

Even the members who joined MS in the later stage like the flash eggs very much.

Such a big cute animal is running around the base all day long, and it has no conscience if it doesn't feed it with something delicious.

The conscience content of the contestants represents the speed of Shiba Inu's fattening.

Guan Hong suspects that Flash Egg will soon become the top dog in the Shiba Inu world.

A giant in size.

"I think..." Guan Hong said, "One firewood is not enough, we should buy them a litter."

"A litter of Shiba Inu..."

Meng Beichuan stopped talking, and fell into the unbearable past, "It might be hell on earth."

The puppy looks cute, eats, makes trouble, tears up the house, and urinates, which really breaks people down.

If it wasn't for the fact that a group of people had no patience to bring You Chai, why would it be Guan Hong's turn to monopolize You Chai.

Everyone loves dragons very much, and only likes to go out obediently and release the natural and sensible Shiba Inu.

Those who have not been trained...just...

With lingering fears in his heart, Meng Beichuan added: "One dog at home is enough, a litter? It's better to let them spend more time on training."

With Clumsy, ms has a short vacation and really relaxes.

A group of people lay on the sofa disorganized, picking up firewood one after another.

All kinds of necessities are available, and it was agreed to work hard to improve the training resumption, and we will wait until today to talk about it.

In the end, only Su Wenle sat back in front of the computer alone and firmly.

It's not that he doesn't roll firewood, but that the sofa is full and there is no room for him.

Glitter eggs have always been the most popular and cute.

And his teammates are in a lower mood than him, more masturbation is good for physical and mental health.

Su Wenle took the initiative to ask Chai to study the art of conducting.

For a long time, the most powerful server is the Korean region of the Asian server.

But now, the world's best Overwatch e-sports players are concentrated in Los Angeles, and it is easier for them to play in the dark on the US server.

There has long been a saying about the status quo of the dark US server.

Randomly arrange a competitive mode, and as soon as the picture is released, you can see twelve owl bosses looking at each other from a distance.

Although the rumors are exaggerated, Su Wenle is still full of confidence and ready to challenge himself.

"Secretly score points behind our backs?" Guan Hong walked over to Xingshi and asked.

"That's right, I want to be number one on the US server!"

He is full of fighting spirit and ambitious goals.

If Guan Hong hadn't seen him whining last night, he would have been fooled by his superficial optimism.

"Okay, I have a dream." Guan Hong turned on the computer, "Commander Su will take me with you."

"Take you? Did Brother Meng agree?"

Guan Hong sneered, "Why do I need his consent?"

Very mighty and domineering.

Su Wenle looked up and shouted, "Brother Meng, Guan Hong is going to play a game!"

The complaint was very quick and did not give the captain any face at all.

Guan Hong is a paper tiger in front of Su Wenle.

Meng Beichuan came over while howling, "Guan Hong, I told you that you will recover? Have you reported it to me?!"

Guan Hong, who was still full of arrogance just now, explained in a good-tempered manner: "My hands are ready, just hit the ladder casually."

"What do you want to do first and then play?" Meng Beichuan refused to accept this, and vowed to maintain the absolute authority of the coach, "I agree?"

Guan Hong had ten thousand words that he wanted to quarrel with, but he endured them all for his gentleness and rationality.

He was kind and persuasive.

"Brother Meng, my wrist is really good. It should be fine after four hours of training."

"Four hours? Too long."

"three hours."

"No."

"Two hours..."

"Half an hour today."

"..."

half an hour.

Five to 10 minutes in Overwatch Quick Mode.

The serious competitive mode will probably take more than 10 minutes to play.

Half an hour is about one round, and one round is worthless!

"Okay." Guan Hong thought a thousand times in his mind, and finally compromised, "Play a game, no matter half an hour or an hour, I will only play one game today."

He knew very well the principle of boiling frogs in warm water, and scalding Brother Meng with boiling water whenever they came up.

Guan Hong still wants to give the gold medal coach the right to speak.

Thus, Guan Hong's long-lost rehabilitation began in half an hour.

He boarded the car expertly, and got on the sweet bicycle with Su Wenle.

It is impossible for Su Wenle to be unhappy to be able to form a team with Guan Hong again.

He chattered endlessly, and said tirelessly: "If your wrist hurts, you must stop. I'll help you call Gu Kuan or Zhang Silai and continue the fight."

An attitude of worrying so much that he wants to confess Guan Hong is really a headache.

Guan Hong said: "I'm fine, how can I be so fragile. Besides, I will definitely play when the main match starts. My wrist is so serious that it hurts in half an hour. I guess it's almost like a disabled person."

Guanhong and Cooky's gourmet duo opened in the competitive mode.

The communication in the US server is obviously more frequent than that in China.

When the hero selection interface just popped up, the voice channel was full of English.

Su Wenle is illiterate.

But with Guan Hong here, he wasn't worried at all.

There is no need for translation for small talk.

Su Wenle remembers the communication words at critical times.

In the first match, he picked up Zarya.

He can take out heroes who need to be played according to the map on the field without any burden.

The American server wasn't scary enough for Su Bunle to be cautious.

Of course, he didn't play around casually.

"Guan Hong, I want to listen to your command." He said.

Strange teammates, strange opponents.

Su Wenle missed Guan Hong's conducting in an English environment where the language was not available.

Even if it's not a training match, he still wants to hear Guan Hong's voice during the match.

Calm, calm, giving people infinite courage.

He thought he was afraid.

Su Wenle reached out and touched the top level of professional e-sports, and was almost beaten out of confidence.

He urgently needs some external push to break through the bottleneck that chokes his throat.

For example, Guan Hong's voice.

Sometimes, Su Wenle doesn't need to say anything, Guan Hong can understand what he means.

Even in the unfamiliar competition mode, not everyone welcomes the sudden commander, Guan Hong still keeps the mic on the whole process.

Forward and backward, gather big moves to rush forward and catch treatment.

When Guan Hong used English to describe simple tactics, he was also calm enough to make people feel peaceful.

Even in adversity, he will not panic.

"Lele, attack your opponent from the side."

"Give me the shield."

"Use big in the last six seconds, Lele."

Even if his teammates are four English majors, Guan Hong will tell Su Wenle what to do in Chinese.

The cooperation of two people is enough to crush the opponent.

Retired veteran cadres who haven't been trained for more than half a month pick up guns and still do whatever they want.

Winning, Guan Hong Widowmaker is the best player in the game.

Su Wenle stared at the familiar figure, and said in a firm tone, "I don't want to lose any of the next official competitions."

"I am both happy and sad now." Guan Hong said, "The happy thing is that your goal is the same as mine, but the sad thing is that your mentality is far worse than mine."

Guan Hong waited for Su Wenle to refute proudly, but Su Wenle remained silent for a long time.

"What about your dissatisfaction?" Guan Hong asked.

If someone else said that about him, Su Wenle would definitely not be convinced.

Changed to Guan Hong...

"Hey." Su Wenle sighed briefly, staring at Guan Hong's wrist, "Although my heart wants me to say 'one day I will surpass you', but my reason tells me——"

"What you said is true."

In Su Wenle's heart, there is no one who can compare with Guan Hong's mentality.

The concept of "mentality" was vague before.

When he took the lead himself, he realized that it was not as easy as he imagined.

Guan Hong can only practice with him for one round, but he always sits next to Su Wenle, instructing him to express his intentions to unfamiliar teammates in simple English.

Regarding Hongzai, Su Wenle was very happy.

Even if the flash egg is occupied by his teammates all day long, he can't roll a few hands, so he is very happy.

Guan Hong's wrist is fine, and his recovery is fine.

Training is just waiting for time.

There are many things that cannot be rushed.

Su Wenle feels that his command in training and games is different from that in competitions.

Losing to Vancouver, he was eager to find out why.

But now, he is not in a hurry.

Because, about Hong.

Guan Hong will soon return to his battlefield.

MS's Los Angeles base bought such a wide one, so that each player has an independent space, which is convenient for rest.

As a result, within a few days, Su Wenle and Guan Hong lived together again.

They slept on Su Wenle's bed yesterday.

I slept directly on Guan Hong's bed tonight.

Two people, two beds, sleeping in turns.

When he woke up, Su Wenle was hugged by Guan Hong. Even though he wasn't covered with a quilt, it was quite warm.

Just heavy.

"Training?" Su Wenle asked when he saw that he was awake.

"Let me see..." Guan Hong yawned and touched his phone, "It's only six o'clock... go for a walk with the dog?"

The two of them didn't eat breakfast, so they went out holding the silly firewood who joined in the fun.

Walking firewood on the empty streets of Los Angeles early in the morning is like contracting the entire city.

"Glitter eggs seem to have no jet lag."

Guan Hong said with a smile: "What kind of jet lag does a dog have! Isn't it all about eating and sleeping?"

"I don't know if it's uncomfortable to fly."

"Look at it like this, I don't know how much fat it has gained, how can it be uncomfortable."

Suddenly, the Flash egg persistently pulled the rope and ran towards the small park on the side of the street.

Those small jungles with sparse shrubs, I don't know what attracts it.

"Hey, didn't it just urinate?" Su Wenle walked along it with question marks all over his head.

"It's okay." Guan Hong looked carefully, "There is no sign that prohibits walking dogs, so you can go."

The flash egg rushed to the destination, sniffed, whined twice, and actually wanted to go under the bushes.

This state is abnormal at first glance.

Su Wenle even remembered the scenes in those criminal investigation films where police dogs dug out bones, stolen goods, etc.

"Guan Hong! Could there be—" Before he finished speaking, he heard Mimimi's voice.

Thin and small, like an auditory hallucination in the wind.

The flash egg was blocked by the bushes, but it tried hard to grab the black ball below.

When Guan Hong finally found out that it was a living creature, he quickly pulled Chai away.

"It's a little black cat." Su Wenle tried hard to look at it, and found that the kitten was a little dirty, with dead leaves all over its body.

It curled up in a dark mass, making a pitiful cry.

Limp.

"Wild cat? It should have a mother at such a young age, right?" Guan Hong didn't dare to pick up the cat casually, "Don't worry about it, maybe its mother will come back later."

"But it looks so dirty."

"..."

"The sound is also pitiful."

"..."

"Could it be that you haven't eaten for a few days?"

Guan Hong had no choice.

He doesn't like wild cats, but Su Wenle's continuous questioning in such a worried manner obviously ignored his suggestion.

"Go." Guan Hong took the sparkling egg's dog leash, "Go catch it."

Su Wenle stretched out his hand, waved away the layers of branches, and carefully took out the little thing called Mimi.

The little black cat in his hand had four paws that had been covered in mud for too long, with white under its neck.

It was as big as the palm of Su Wenle's hand, and even the exposed small fangs were not dangerous.

It was dirty and had a flat belly.

Su Wenle teased it with her fingers, and the little milk cat swallowed it when she opened her mouth, and then turned her head away in disgust after a couple of licks.

"so small."

Su Wenle held it and didn't know what to do.

The thing sounded like a baby, and it arched wildly on his palm, and he had to use a little force to prevent the milk cat from falling off.

"It looks like it's a week or two old." Guan Hong used his poor animal knowledge to make a judgment.

He skillfully picked up the cat's tail to see if the cat was male or female.

The little milk cat trembled under Guan Hong's movements, and didn't dare to bark.

Suddenly, Su Wenle's palm felt warm and moist.

"!!!"

Su Wenle was startled, "Guan Hong! You scared him to pee!"

Guan Hong: ...