The host asked Rong Ling a few questions, guesses about who will be the champion of this cup, and what he thinks about the just-concluded S game, etc. Rong Ling is not very good at expressing his emotions and thoughts, so he answered succinctly After a few words, the club owner became his spokesperson, talking to the media and cameras.

"...The most important core of the GES club is undoubtedly Zerol. I will mobilize the resources of the entire team to cultivate him...I made him a temporary substitute for a few games before? Oh, that's because they just came back from the World Championship, Everyone is tired and needs to rest. Moreover, our coaching team is considering how to adjust the team's tactical style and style of play after analyzing the reasons for the loss, so we put on a new jungler to run in with the team... Yes, I hope Don't worry everyone, Rong Ling is our most important player, there is no doubt about it."

The boss said while hugging Rong Ling affectionately.

"Transfer window? Yes, I have received inquiries and offers from some teams." The boss smiled slightly, "But I think everyone knows that an outstanding player like Zerol is priceless, yes, He is a priceless asset for our club and I will not sell it to anyone who bids!"

Rong Ling's expression changed slightly.

The host saw another vehicle stopping in front of the red carpet behind, and hurriedly greeted everyone: "Let's take a photo together."

Liao Yi dragged BUBOR into the middle and stood side by side with Rong Ling, seemingly inadvertently bumping away the club owner's arm across Rong Ling's waist.

The boss's smile became unnatural.

Liao Yi was a head taller than the boss, he used his height advantage to block the boss, and pulled Rong Ling to his side: "Come on, take some more photos for us."

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, another hand was placed on Rong Ling's shoulder. He glared at him and lowered his voice: "Let go, hand!"

Liao Yi smiled gently and harmlessly: "No."

Rong Ling was so angry that he couldn't speak, and the spotlight kept flashing on them, but he couldn't shake off Liao Yi's arm in public.

Liao Yi was sure of this point, he lowered his hands without a trace, his fingertips slid down the line from Rong Ling's shoulders to his spine, and finally hooked lightly on the back of his waist, just as he leaned slightly to take a photo , he leaned close to Rong Ling's ear: "Didn't you say he was disgusting?"

The touched place is like a drop of water falling into boiling oil, boiling instantly.

Through the cloth, Rong Ling was caught off guard by a body temperature that didn't belong to him, and he almost doubted that all the skin and flesh he touched would be burnt and melted.

The roots of his ears became hot uncontrollably, Rong Ling tried his best not to show any clues, his back molars were almost gnawed, and he said word by word: "You are similar to him, if you don't let go, I will spit you all over."

Liao Yi's tone was very hurt, "I want to protect you. Ling, you are so fierce to me."

"Hehe, when the competition is over, I'll show you what it means to be fierce." Rong Ling gritted his teeth, seeing the photographers put down their cameras, he immediately flashed and rushed a few meters away without looking back. away.

Everyone dispersed, BUBOR and Liao Yi walked towards their teammates, Xiao Bu tilted his head and looked curious about the baby's expression: "Xiao Yi, hand... your hand, what's wrong?"

Liao Yi rubbed his fingertips, squinted his eyes and smiled very contentedly: "This hand has touched my god of luck. I will definitely be able to beat them online in a game later."

BUBOR quickly turned his head to look around, and was so surprised that he popped out a mouthful of fluent English: "Yourluckygirl? Where?"

"...Your English is much better than Chinese, really. Don't look at it, hurry up." Liao Yi tugged him, and the two found a seat near the aisle.

The award ceremony after the red carpet will announce all kinds of important awards throughout the year, Liao Yi only pays [-]% attention to the stage.

The GES people sat not far from them.

From Liao Yi's angle, he could just appreciate Rong Ling's beautiful side face.

The stage lights changed and hit Rong Ling's face, outlining his delicate outline. His eyelashes drooped slightly, and he looked a little absent-minded.

Liao Yi's heart itched to see him, and he wanted to grab his chin and bite hard on those two thin lips - he was obviously an aggressive jungler on the field, but he was indifferent and unreasonable when he left the field.

I wanted him to be in pain, to the point where his skin was torn apart, and he couldn't stop crying.

In this way, that stubborn and proud Rong Ling will remember himself firmly.

in the most profound way.

Rong Ling was selected as the best jungler of the year, and Ou Ge, as the best mid laner of the year, took the stage with him to receive the award.

The award presenter jokingly said: "...it is said that there is no separation between the middle and the wild. Since we have chosen Zerol, the main jungler of GES, the best mid laner of the year is naturally his best partner."

Fans shouted in unison from the audience, and the spotlight shone on Rong Ling, his eyes were so white that he couldn't see anything.Closing his eyes, Rong Ling walked to the microphone step by step. He had prepared a speech before coming, but when it came time to speak, he couldn't remember a single word.

He didn't know what he said, and he didn't know what the guest and host asked him again.

The applause from below the stage, the screams and cheers of the fans flooded towards him like a tide and surrounded him.

"...I'm not the best jungler. I used to wish I was. The defeat in the World Championship made me realize that I still have a long way to go." Rong Ling swallowed, his voice was dry, even his I feel very strange when I hear it.

The lights on the stage were too strong, so that people couldn't see clearly. Rong Ling's eyes wandered around, unable to find a spot.

"This award is very important, and I hope that I can grow enough to be worthy of its weight. By then, I will be able to stand up and tell everyone that I am the world's number one jungler."

After saying thank you in a low voice, Rong Ling returned the microphone to the host, and stepped aside holding the trophy.

Ou Ge’s acceptance speech was more contagious than Rong Ling’s. He said a lot. He recalled when he came to GES, from stumbling at the beginning of the season to being invincible later. When he talked about the two years of being side by side with his teammates, Ou Ge’s eyes were red .

Many fans in the audience cried.

Many people heard the meaning of farewell from Ouge's words.

While Ouge bowed and turned around, there was a tidy shout from the audience.

The fans shouted: Lee Min Ho, don't go!

Ou Ge's footsteps were a little unsteady, he walked up to Rong Ling with tears in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Zero."

Rong Ling raised his chin stubbornly: "You didn't feel sorry for me. It was them who you were sorry for."

He pointed down the stage.

"...So, this final is the last game that the five of us will play together." Brother Xiong grabbed the trouser leg, and then slowly smoothed the fabric, his voice was very soft, But everyone heard it through the headphones.

Rong Ling silently opened a custom room to adjust various settings.

"Stop talking, why don't you let people play well?" Aken couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere, so he simply shouted.

"Akon, don't talk." Shen Ze also got a little angry.

There was another moment of silence, only the sound of their own breathing on the voice channel in the team.

Ouge's voice trembled: "I'm sorry, I should have told you earlier."

"Forget it," Aken lowered his voice, "it's meaningless to say that, anyway, if you don't leave, I will..."

"Aken!" Shen Ze interrupted him forcefully, "I told you to shut up, can you not understand human speech?"

Brother Xiong was confused at first, and then he came to understand. He opened his eyes wide and turned his head to look down at the team: "Could it be possible, you two..."

Rong Zero patted the table again.

"Shut up and be quiet." His cold eyes swept over the other four people, "If you have anything to say or want to fight, leave it to me until after the game. Focus on me now, Play well."

"It's the end, don't you want to lose?"

Rong Ling vented all his pent-up anger and confusion into the game. When he reached the second level, he went online to gank directly, forcing JHG's top laner home, and calmly retreated in the double-team of the opponent's middle-field team.After that, he took a look around the red buff in the bottom lane, and saw that the opposite jungler was returning home after fighting red, and he decisively sent a signal. The top laner Xiong TP came down, and Ouge rushed over after collecting a wave of soldiers in the middle lane , the five teamed up to kill the two JHG bottom laners, and pushed down the bottom lane tower.

The first game was won in a landslide.

The camera is aimed at the players on both sides.

The members of JHG had regrets on their faces, but they still looked calm. After taking off their headphones, they drank drinks, talked and laughed, and walked off to rest. It seemed that the loss in the first game did not affect their mentality.

And the five people on GES's side were all ashen-faced, as if they were the ones who lost the game just now.

Coming down from the breathless stage, before Rong Ling had time to catch his breath, the coach came over and told him the news with a look of embarrassment.

"What?" Shen Ze was about to drink the mineral water when he almost choked on the water: "Substitute Ah Ling for the next game? Coach, you didn't take the wrong medicine, did you?"

"How did you talk?" The executive coach picked up the notebook and patted Shen Ze.

Rong Ling was like falling into an ice cave, he stood there stiffly, staring up at the coach, no emotion could be heard in his voice: "Substitute me, and replace Feng Zhou?"

"...Yes." The coach nodded.

Looking over the coach's shoulder, Rong Ling saw Feng Zhou and the club owner walking over from the corner on the other side of the aisle.

"Feng Zhou, come here quickly, and I'll tell you something. Regarding BP, there are a few things you should pay attention to. JHG may target BAN people. We need to make some adjustments according to the situation. Then..."

The club owner nodded to the others, pulled out the chair and sat down, he gave Rong Ling a meaningful look.

Rong Ling felt cold all over, he tried his best to restrain himself, and put his hands in his pockets and clenched into fists.

why?

Why the sudden rotation?

This is the last game the five of them will get together!

He wants to win!

Feng Zhou stood with other players and listened carefully to the coach's tactics.The break is short, and soon they will be back on stage again.When the four teammates passed by Rong Ling, they all showed regretful expressions, while Feng Zhou lowered his head, not daring to look at Rong Ling, and hurried out of the lounge.

Rong Ling's eyes froze.

Feng Zhou pulled the zipper of the team uniform to the top and turned up the collar. When he lowered his head and fiddled with his hair, Rong Ling saw a bright red mark under Feng Zhou's ear and near the back of his neck.

Rong Ling's heart tightened, and he turned his head to look at the boss, who was leaning on the chair and playing with his mobile phone, with a faint smile on his lips.

Many images flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern.

"...It's my intention to let Feng Zhou go up..."

"I have a few friends who have watched your game and said they want to meet you... What's the point of playing games all day long? I'll take you out to learn more and have some fun along the way... In the future, when it comes to club financing, they Can help to speak..."

"I won't sell anyone who bids."

The boss's score in Match [-] was soaring, his eyes were blurred, his phone was blown away, and his collar was pulled up by someone.

"What! What do you want to do?" His voice was a little flustered.

Rong Ling raised his fist and asked in a trembling voice: "What did you do to Feng Zhou? Are you... Fuck! You not only want to destroy me, but also destroy him?!"

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