I heard that my ex-boyfriend is my new teammate

KWC team training room.

Under the control of AI, the terrorist on the screen poked out half of his head cautiously from the window on the second floor, holding a submachine gun sideways, searching for traces of the enemy within the field of vision.

Luo Beichen stared at the screen with all his attention, and with his left hand, he operated the Operator Box and rolled it down to the graffiti wall on the ground. Then he dragged the mouse with his right hand and clicked quickly.

In the picture, the operator Box leaned against the wall holding the gun and opened the mirror, and then made a beautiful sniper shot. A bullet with a circle of splashing sparks was fired from the barrel of the gun, and the opponent's head was successfully harvested in an instant with a gunshot.

The system prompt sounded at the next moment: Unstoppable!

The terror hunting action in the PVE hell mode will continuously emerge more accurate and intelligent NPCs to chase and kill players until the opponent dies, so it is a good daily training method for professional players.

Under the premise of only being reduced to two-thirds of the blood volume, Luo Beichen managed to get 7 kills with ease, and the number of bullets in the clip was more than half, which was still in a relatively sufficient state.

Luo Beichen didn't continue to kill, but hit the pause button and took off the noise-cancelling headphones.

It's not that he feels tired, the KWC team's 4-hour high-intensity training in the morning is a piece of cake for him, and he even wants to say four words to the coach, increase the intensity, gkd.

The only problem is that he really can't stand the sand sculpture behavior of the captain at the next table peeping secretly.

In easy-to-understand words, his boyfriend seems to have evolved into an advanced state of a fool, a fool.

Mrs. Shen was sensitively aware that since he came back from morning exercise that day, Mr. Shen's attitude towards him had suddenly become inexplicably idiotic in the past few days.

For example, the look in his eyes is more explicit and ambiguous.

If it weren't for the presence of other people, Mr. Shen's posture would have been so arrogant that he would immediately drag out his wife and kiss him in public.

This stupid look is really......

So cute!

Think day.

want to commit a crime.

Luo Beichen thought about it, didn't he just chat with the other three children for a while during breakfast that day, and he didn't do anything else.

Could it be that this group of silly kids took advantage of him to leave and force-fed the captain the cute ones mixed with fake wine one by one, trying to turn the team bully into a team flower?

Instead of making wild guesses, it is better to ask the person directly. The active Mrs. Shen tilted her head slightly, and happened to meet the eyes of Mr. Shen who was peeking at him again.

Shen Qiuming stared blankly, he didn't expect to be captured on the spot, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

But in the next second, he paused the screen-cutting training, and in an instant, the playful spirit possessed him, and the villain sued first.

He glared at the other party, bared his teeth and shouted in a low voice: "What are you looking at!"

Luo Beichen: "..."

I also want to ask you why you are so fierce.

Seeing that her boyfriend was speechless for a moment, Shen Qiuming was overjoyed, feeling that he had already intimidated him in the aura field.

Steady, he is reasonable.

So Mr. Shen put on a tolerant and magnanimous posture, and comforted softly: "Mrs. Shen, it's not that I won't let you kiss, but it depends on the right time, place and people, you—"

"If you say one more nonsense, I'll meow you tonight." Luo Beichen narrowed his eyes dangerously and smiled gently at him.

Although the words were full of fucking words, it frightened the other party into a silly quail.

Shen Qiuming immediately raised his hands in surrender, and shut up obediently.

Luo Beichen nodded slightly: "Very well, then let's talk."

Shen Qiuming tilted his head, with an innocent face: "Well?"

"It's useless to pretend to be cute now, Mingming." Luo Beichen sneered.

Shen Qiuming poohed in disgust: "I didn't pretend to be cute."

Luo Beichen raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

"Don't believe it," Shen Qiuming paused, and smiled contemptuously at him, "I'm fucking cute!"

"Choose me for online dating, I'm super sweet, cute and loves not cheating money!"

Luo Beichen: "...shut up."

Shen Qiuming laughed wildly, with an expression of lack of social beating on his face, sparing no effort to provoke his boyfriend.

He propped his jaw lazily, and his tone sounded extremely flat: "You are jealous of me, Brother Chen."

"…………………"

The corner of Luo Beichen's mouth twitched, feeling an inexplicable headache.

I'm jealous of your ball.

"Captain," he pressed his temples, his eyes were not friendly, "Spoofing words, but b number hides in his heart—"

"When you get on my bed, you have to support the wall when you walk." Shen Qiuming answered casually, extremely smooth and smooth.

Luo Beichen: "........."

"Fuck." The man frowned and cursed, his eyes darkened as he looked at him.

Shen Qiuming subconsciously shuddered three times, he just wanted to have fun for a while, and had to choose tactics to save his life at critical moments.

He leaned forward abruptly, kissed his lips, then quickly backed the gaming chair, covering his face and smiling.

"No, hey hey hey hey."

"..."

Sao and very coquettish, but refused to do it.

Just make do with it, and get away with it.

Gee.

Has God K eaten meat today?

No, he's just a rank machine with no emotion.

Koko.

The stimulated Ruan Nuonuo and the North and South brothers trained crazily in the next few weeks, and only occasionally relaxed and took a breath when mixing live broadcasts.

In front of the audience, the three live-streaming ghosts still have the same giggling sand sculpture appearance. Every day, they are happy for free, and the average e-sports rapper has a good voice.

They just waited until the live broadcast time was enough to check out immediately without saying a word. Their ruthless behavior caused them to be dubbed F4 by fans recently.

If a good e-sports boy team says it's scum, it's scum.

As for why there is an extra 4 inexplicably, it is natural to catch the KWC captain P God who has countless "records" in the e-sports circle, and use it to make up for it. Anyway, there is no need to pay the entry fee.

Suddenly turned into a scumbag, God P felt aggrieved, and slapped the table: "Warning from the lawyer!"

"Speaking of which, God P does seem to be able to sing and dance rap?"

Shen Qiuming: "..."

I have a sentence mmp, I don't know if I should say it or not.

...Wait, ma'am, why did the way you look at me become a little strange?

Fuck my husband, listen to my explanation, hello! ! ! ! ! !

Put down the guns and we're in duo ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! ! ! !

It's the friendly army, don't shoot! ! ! ! ! !

Damn you, even if your wife dares to beat you, you can't be a dog! ! ! ! !

.........

A joke is a joke, this joke was only laughed at by everyone in the end.

After turning off the camera, the presumptuous and exaggerated smiles on the faces of the three of them immediately subsided.

Without being reminded by the coach, they already took the initiative to quickly open the software and continue to work hard on the proficiency of the operators or conduct various individual trainings. No one dared to let themselves be free.

Because they know well that the summer split is just around the corner, and there is not much time left for KWC to prepare.

The short break time became the daily flirting entertainment of the teammates.

Ruan Nuonuo secretly whispered to Jiang Yinan in the tea room: "Damn it, I never worked so hard during the college entrance examination review!"

Jiang Yinan was chewing potato chips, curled his lips to look at him, with a look of contempt: "Ning, this is too bad, get out of here?"

"Funny ass, a man can't say no!" Ruan Nuonuo stared back unwillingly.

Hearing this, Jiang Yinan slowly lay down on the gaming chair with an apple in his mouth, and spread his hands: "Men can't say no——"

"But beasts can, get out!"

Ruan Nuonuo: "........."

He picked up Manager Tang's treasured electric mosquito swatter, and made a gesture to beat up the snake skin treatment in the team until his relatives didn't recognize him: "Jiang Nan, I'll take you to fight!"

"Bring me a fart, as long as I have my brother." Jiang Yinan stuck out his tongue at him.

Immediately afterwards, he moved his buttocks to turn around the gaming chair, and lightly kicked his brother next to him: "Brother, scold me!"

Jiang Yibei was indifferent, he almost vomited from practicing melee swordsmen these days, his mentality gradually became distorted, and he felt that everything in the world could be used as a sword.

He even tried to write a letter to the official father, suggesting that the studio can set the long barrel of the sniper rifle to a detachable state, so that the weak, helpless and blind sniper players can remove it at any time to stab people to save their lives.

Sniping the last old Yinbi hiding in the window in the distance, he retracted his gun and squatted down, barely holding the blood bar that was approaching the killing line.

After scanning the settlement panel that popped up from the system, he took a leisurely look at his younger brother: "You see, he only scolds you and not me, and you can tell he is a sensible person."

Jiang Yinan was stunned: "Brother?"

I knock, at this time, according to his brother's virtue of pampering him, shouldn't the next one be the script of "my brother dares to eat shit, will your brother dare"?

Jiang Yibei turned his head to look at him, the usual banter was gone in his eyes: "You can't always be confident that I favor you."

Jiang Yinan's pupils dilated slightly, his heart skipped a beat, and he panicked.

He lowered his eyes, hiding the panic in his eyes: "Brother, are you okay?"

"Xiao Nan," Jiang Yibei called him, his voice was soft, but with irrefutable toughness, "You have to get used to solo training."

"I can't protect you every game."

"Growth is regardless of age, and growth cannot be borne by others."

Jiang Yibei stared at his younger brother, his eyes were full of seriousness that he had never seen before.

The body stuck in the gaming chair froze immediately, Jiang Yinan bit his lower lip tightly and curled up his back.

He thought, my brother really is my brother, I can even see his little tricks in such a hidden way.

Although it's shameful to say this, after transitioning from jungler to support, Jiang Yinan has been slacking off.

He has already subconsciously believed that as long as he obediently listens to the captain during the game, he can easily get the basic points by adding blood casually.

Therefore, in last season's game, KWC's support became an indisputable burden in the commentator's mouth time and time again, and in the end he always relied on the surviving teammates to win the game.

If you check carefully, you will find that after systematic statistics, player South's single-player survival rate is terribly low.

Even in the daily training at the base, Jiang Yinan is also used to double row with his brother. As a professional player, Jiang Yibei has a high-precision shooting level, and it is easier for him to be protected by his brother.

Therefore, Jiang Yinan is deliberately unwilling to take the initiative to try to match with other players. The uneven level of unfamiliar teammates and the use of sand sculptures will force him to spend more energy on the battle situation, and he has gradually become accustomed to inertia.

So obviously in his debut, as a support player, South was able to kill ZOO's Snake beautifully with one-handed marksmanship, and at the same time stabilize the blood volume of his teammates, but now he is so depraved that he turns his head and runs when he encounters an enemy, pressing himself on the floor Rub up and down twice to gg.

At first glance, it's a fucking embarrassment.

Jiang Yinan knew that his brother still doted on him.

After all, it was for his own good.

Suffering is really bitter, and they don’t want to eat food. Rising is the only way, and they can’t blame anyone else.

After a long silence, he said a word.

it is good.

From that day on, the youngest boy in the team seemed to have suddenly matured, and he stopped following his brother's ass and shouting every day about wanting to be in a double row.

As soon as the two brothers returned to the training room, they frantically solo ranked. Unless the coach specially arranged to train together in a team, the difference was clear.

In the middle of the night, after Shen Qiuming tiptoed into his boyfriend's bed, he shared the incident with him worriedly.

The old father still panicked after all.

Did the sons fight because of him, did he push these silly kids too hard, did he—

"Stop." Luo Beichen covered his mouth that was opening and closing, with a smile on his face.

"It's called growing up," he said.

If you have time to worry about, why not let me fuck you.

Shen Qiuming clicked his lips and turned his face in displeasure: "Get out."

He remembered that although the two of them changed to single row during training, Jiang Yinan became more and more like a level nine disabled in daily life, clinging to Jiang Yibei all the time.

Thinking of this, the old father closed his eyes in peace.

Home and everything are prosperous, there is nothing wrong with it.

When the coaching staff saw that their players suddenly made progress overnight, they were all scoffing at first, betting that they probably spent another three days fishing and two days posting on the net.

Unexpectedly, this group of children persisted until the end, so that when they got the latest data report of the players from the data room, coach Deer's calm face, which had never changed for thousands of years, rarely lost his composure.

Sweeping his gaze over each item of data, Deer's eyes flickered faintly, with some surprise and relief in his eyes, as well as unconcealable joy.

They did it, and they were worth it.

As a coach, he has poured countless efforts into every player.

And every player is his supreme pride.

For the rest, the game will see the outcome.

Tang Sen glanced at the watch on his wrist. There were still 15 minutes, plenty of time.

He turned his head away, leaving behind his steady image in the past, and roared excitedly at a carload of teenagers.

"The season draw is about to be announced, are you ready for a new round of challenges, lads?"

What responded to him was an unruly cry, with the unique vigor and vigor of a handsome young man.

"Come to fight!!!!!!!!!!!!"

It is sweat, it is youth, it is blood, it is ideal.

It is the belief of never giving up, the love of e-sports, the desire for the crown of victory, and the glory of winning glory for the country.

The scorching summer of professional players has finally begun.