Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

The training match didn't end until almost two o'clock in the middle of the night, and everyone walked out with their arms and legs moving.

The coach pulled Liao Yi to talk about the details of BP and several strategic decisions, Rong Ling yawned, and his eyelids dropped from sleepiness.Pushing open the glass door of the Internet cafe, a gust of hot air suddenly poured in, and several people screamed.

"Keep your voice down!" The manager scolded them one by one, "It's so late, don't disturb the rest of the neighbors."

"sleepy……"

"It's so hot, ouch, I have to go back and take a shower before going to sleep."

"Hungry."

The chattering voices of several people gradually faded away, Rong Ling slowed down his pace, stopped at the corner of the street to play with his mobile phone and waited for Liao Yi.

No waiting, both of their room cards are on Liao Yi.

It was still Rong Ling’s unknown Weibo account. I scrolled up and found that it hadn’t been updated for more than a month, so Rong Ling turned around and took a photo of the brightly lit riverside, writing the date on it. , First he chose a smiling expression, after thinking about it, he pursed the corners of his lips, changed to [laughing], and clicked send.

call out--

Within a few seconds, the app reminded him that there were two more messages.

Drib120ria liked your Weibo.

Drib120ria commented on you: Are you still asleep?Da Da seems to be in a good mood [喵喵] me too [shy]

This time the speed was too fast, like F5 staring at his every move on Weibo, Rong Ling was so shocked that his scalp exploded.

He subconsciously looked left and right, the street was empty, there was not even a single figure, and the whispered voice of the coach and the others floated from the other side of the intersection behind him.

This ethereal and silent environment is even more frightening.

In an instant, images of the horror and horror movies that he had seen before quickly appeared in Rong Ling's mind.

"Hello." A hand patted Rong Ling lightly.

Rong Ling immediately yelled in fright: "Ahhhhhh—"

After seeing who came, Rong Ling was so angry that he wanted to hit him: "You are sick, why did you call me all of a sudden?"

Rubbing Rong Ling's red arm, Liao Yi had an aggrieved face: "I want to ask you to eat something first or go back to the hotel to sleep... What are you doing?"

Rong Ling didn't want to say that he was frightened by his own brain supply, cleared his throat, and the light speed canceled all the embarrassment just now.

"I don't want to eat, I want to sleep."

The coach expressed his interest in barbecue and kebabs, and told the two to go back and take a good rest, then turned around and ran to the food stall found by other team members.

Liao Yi smiled and caught up with Rong Ling, and hugged him on the shoulder.

Rong Ling turned his head and glanced at him.

"You don't eat much hot pot at night, is it because you haven't recovered from heat stroke?" Liao Yi frowned.

"Heatstroke is fine." Rong Ling pressed his abdomen, "It's because the food is too spicy and my stomach can't stand it."

Liao Yi slid his hand to Rong Ling's waist and pinched it, then went around and put it on the back of his hand: "Really? I'll rub it for you."

"Don't make trouble." Rong Ling laughed, and lightly blocked it, not really being able to refuse the tenderness of the people around him, blushing and grabbing Liao Yi's T-shirt, and buried it in his shoulder without saying a word.

Liao Yi's tall nose rubbed against Rong Ling's hair, and he blew on his reddened ears: "It's okay, I've checked, there's no one around... If you're afraid of being recognized, put your face in my arms Just hide it."

"It's just that no one thinks it's scary." Rong Ling sighed, he turned around and raised his phone and flipped through the two Weibo messages that were only a few seconds away from him, "Hey, let me ask you, you Who do you think would still be staring at Weibo at this moment?"

Liao Yi thought for a while: "There are people who suffer from insomnia, and there are also people who cultivate immortality like us."

"Tsk..." Rong Ling shook his head. Liao Yi said that, and he also felt that he was making a fuss just now, "Wouldn't it be more difficult to fall asleep if you stare at your phone when you have insomnia?"

"Then get up and cultivate immortality," Liao Yi said briskly, "cultivating immortality makes me happy."

"Do you think that other people are like us and live forever?" Rong Ling complained about him, "It's just us professional players who keep this routine all the year round, and most people are already sleepy like dogs..."

Speaking of this, a certain thought flashed through Rong Ling's mind, but it disappeared in a flash, and he didn't have time to grab its little tail.He frowned, stopped and reopened Weibo to study carefully.

Looking at Rong Ling strangely, Liao Yi didn't understand why he suddenly stood on the road and refused to leave, and without urging him, he took out his phone and started to browse Weibo.

"Hey," Liao Yi scratched his hair, "Weibo is very lively."

The meditation was interrupted, and Rong Ling hummed: "Really, what's the news?"

"It's nothing, it's just that various media make pre-match predictions, bring a wave of rhythm, bad-mouth a certain team, secretly praise the opponent..." Liao Yi said, "There are also fans who share the daily life of professional players before the game, Eating skewers, shopping at the night market, wearing flip-flops and big pants is very casual, that’s about it.”

"It's fine without our news." Rong Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and he directed Liao Yi, "Hey, look at the hot ones, and those e-sports fans with a relatively large number of fans."

"Yo ho, I didn't expect you to be quite clear." Liao Yi was about to tease him, when a new message popped up on the front page, and a series of shocking exclamation points immediately diverted his attention.

"What is this?" Rong Ling also leaned forward to have a look.

The Weibo post being reposted by countless fans, the blogger is a young girl who is certified as a famous e-sports game blogger. Obtained admission qualifications through special relationships, and also likes to post photos with e-sports people on Weibo.

In the photo that was reposted this time, the girl with exquisite makeup has a charming pink face, holding a wine glass in her hand, and the other wine glass touches hers, and goes up along her arm. The famous No. 1 mid laner in North America.

The intimate posture of the two caused surprise among fans on Weibo, which turned into countless exclamation marks and emoticons, but it has been reposted more than 1000 times in the past [-] minutes.

Rong Ling frowned, and raised his eyes to find that Liao Yi's expression was the same as his own.

"Hey, these people," Liao Yi put away his phone and shook his head, "Tomorrow they will play the knockout round, and they are still going out to club now, it seems that they don't want to win."

"Leave them alone," Rong Ling gave Liao Yi a hand, "Everyone is the same, they will be blown up by us anyway."

In the next day's game, JHG faced K1. This was the first week of the summer regular season, and the two teams faced off again.

Because the K1 team had released some public opinions, many people were influenced by this, thinking that K1 is the only sharp edge that can bring down JHG's winning streak. The pre-match odds were announced, and they resolutely allin Jindou and bet on K1.

Rong Ling met MG's mid laner Lin Yifeng backstage.

"Hey, brother, I said that last time you promised me..." Lin Yifeng jumped over, hung his whole arm around Rong Ling, lifted Rong Ling's collar, and smiled meaningfully, "You didn't forget Bar?"

Rong Ling was expressionless: "What's the matter?"

"No way?" Lin Yifeng yelled, "You suffer from heatstroke and amnesia?"

"Who told you I had heatstroke?" Rong Ling turned around and stared at him.

"No one..." Lin Yifeng laughed, and he winked at Rong Ling, "I don't care about you, my old teammate."

As he spoke, he put his body on Rong Ling's shoulder again.

Before Rong Ling could speak, the rest of JHG rushed over, hurriedly lifted Lin Yifeng and dragged him aside.

"Hey, hey, let go! What do you want to do?" Lin Yifeng struggled.

FAITH looked sad: "Don't ask."

"Yes, we are doing it for your own good." HANK took a breath and wiped off his sweat.

Bubor followed up, silently took out a lollipop from his pocket, peeled off the wrapper and stuffed it into Lin Yifeng's mouth.

Lin Yifeng:? ? ?

Liao Yi, who went out to be interviewed by a certain media, walked back to the room with the team leader. Seeing that there were more people in the room than before, he smiled, ignored the others, and walked quickly to Rong Ling.

"Come on, drink some water." After unscrewing the cap of the mineral water bottle, Liao Yi took out stomach medicine from his backpack and handed it to Rong Ling.

Rong Ling took it naturally, frowned and poured it with water.

Lin Yifeng looked at the two of them, and gradually figured out something. He turned to the other three people in JHG, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, what's the matter with them? I heard that they didn't deal well with them before."

FAITH glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense, there is no conflict in our team, okay?"

"That's right," HANK whistled, "Our little bird, although young, has a sense of responsibility. He is also the commander of the team and the only candidate for the next captain. He especially worships God Z. Well, no, Z I feel uncomfortable, and I can only focus on training and competitions, so Xiaoniao helps to take care of it."

"It's a normal teammate relationship."

"Dirty eyes see people dirty, you have a big problem."

When they said this, Lin Yifeng felt guilty, he was right!How can you see two men casually and feel that there is a ghost between them?No, no, it must be because I accidentally bumped into an indescribable scene last season, which left too deep a shadow in my heart... If I have time tomorrow, I have to find a psychiatrist to see for myself!

Of course Rong Ling remembered the promise he made to his old teammates.

The last time MG lost to K1 due to a BUG due to a rematch, it was really aggrieved.

Perhaps due to the influence of the controversial rematch situation, the mentality of the MG team had some problems, and they returned to the group and lost to the bottom-ranked underdog.

Fortunately, this time I come out to play in the cup, I can have a chance to adjust and regain my confidence.

The onlookers could see clearly, and naturally Rong Ling would not miss the unreconciled flames in the eyes of his old teammates.

Who can be willing?

It's good to lose to anyone, but losing to a team with bad character and low quality is especially annoying.

Rong Ling also didn't forget the resentment in Feng Zhou's look at Liao Yi after K1 lost to JHG last time.

That look was like a poisonous snake dormant in the dark, Rong Ling was terrified of being stabbed, fearing that Liao Yi would be bitten again at some point.It seems that ever since Liao Yi got to know him, he was always sick and injured, and had a peaceful life in a few days.

Since someone harbored ill intentions towards Liao Yi, Rong Ling made up his mind to beat his opponent to the ground in his best field, in the Summoner Canyon, which he was most familiar with——

If you don't accept it, fight until you accept it!

In the duel with K1, the two sides had a round of BP game first, and when FAITH picked a hero for Rong Lingyi, the K1 coach and players wanted to pull their hair out. How could they forget BAN Rengar? !

The hero of this OP has been released!

Feng Zhou's expression suddenly became very ugly.

The author has something to say: Don’t worry, little angels, of course it’s not our JHG’s obedient baby who is a fan of clubbing =￣ω￣=

I look forward to the coming of summer soon. During the offseason, I can only wait for the live broadcast of Immortal Cultivation at the end of the month. It can be said to be very sad