Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

For Rong Ling, this is not the first time he has won the championship.

But when he suddenly had a heavy weight in his hand, and the palm touched the cold and smooth body of the cup, an indescribable feeling of more ecstasy or more excitement quickly enveloped him.

His fingers trembled imperceptibly.

The corner of Liao Yi's mouth was raised, and he wanted to tease a few words, but Rong Ling stuffed the trophy into his arms with an awkward expression.

"The championship is not mine alone, but everyone's."

Several people were all smiling, scrambling to grab the trophy from Liao Yi's arms. Five people, with five hands, held up the shining silver trophy and lifted it above their heads, bathed in the glow of the sky, warming everyone face.

The camera rotated at high speed, from far to near, photographing the tearful fans, sweeping across the happy and satisfied faces of the staff, coaches and logistics team, and finally zooming in slowly to give close-ups of each team member.

After the excited teammates put down the trophy, they grabbed the back of Liao Yi's neck, booed playfully, and forced him to kiss the trophy.

"Hurry up, give me a kiss!"

"A kiss will not lose a piece of meat."

"Not kissing is not human."

Liao Yi was so angry and funny, he pushed the arms of his teammates: "Don't do it, don't do it... Hey, did you plan to punish me?"

"You are the conductor, it's perfect to kiss the championship trophy on our behalf." HANK said seriously.

FAITH had a smirk on his face, and looked behind Liao Yi pointedly: "Hurry up, or the camera will come over."

Liao Yi was startled, and the moment his strength slackened, Rong Ling immediately pulled him by his collar and fell towards the trophy.

bang.

The pain spread from between the teeth, Liao Yi wrinkled his face and covered his mouth.

He really doubted that his teeth had been chipped just now.

If it is really disfigured, he will definitely not let these troublesome boys go!

Across the trophy, Rong Ling's smile fell deeply into his eyes, and the uplifting line of joy was deeply imprinted in Liao Yi's mind. He couldn't hear the voices of the host, commentator, fans, and teammates around him. His whole world.

That smile is so captivating.

It makes people's hearts surge, makes people's blood boil, and they can't wait to give everything for him.

The LPL Summer Split has come to an end. Because the Mid-Season Invitational Tournament FAS brought back the championship for LPL, this year's S Tournament, LPL directly has three promotion spots.

As the team with the highest points throughout the year and the summer championship, JHG has successfully won tickets to the World Finals.

Of the remaining two tickets, one fell into the hands of MG. As the second runner-up in the spring and summer splits, their points rank is second only to JHG.

As for the last ticket, the final lucky winner will be determined from the six teams through a fierce and brutal bubbling match.

With the glory of the championship, JHG and his team returned to the base. Their excitement had not cooled down, and they were not able to enjoy the holiday as the outside world guessed, eating, drinking and traveling with the championship bonus just awarded.

Together with the substitutes, all volunteered to ask the club:

Keep training and increase the intensity.

our target is--

The next champion!

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The weather was hot, and Rong Ling missed lunch in the cafeteria at noon, so he ordered a takeaway and left it at the front desk. Squatting next to the front desk to eat, I was sweating profusely, and I couldn't help sticking out my tongue from the heat.

The guy at the front desk sympathetically gave him a bottle of mineral water.

"Crab...crab." Rong Ling felt that his tongue was numb, he squeezed out a few words stiffly, unscrewed the mineral water and quickly took several sips.

It was delicious, but it was spicy, and it was still hot. Rong Ling frowned, straightened up and jumped up and down. He wanted to eat but couldn't put it down, so he had to stand by and wait for the takeaway to cool down.

Bored of waiting, he took out his phone and looked at it.

It has been several days since I returned to the base from where the finals were held. Among the overwhelming news on the Internet, half are congratulations to JHG for winning the championship, and the other half are analysis and speculation about the teams participating in the world finals.

He watched it for a while, then switched back to Weibo and swiped.

The last status was that after winning the championship, after having dinner together, when he returned to the hotel, Rong Ling sat by the bed, took a picture of the MVP trophy on the table, and posted it.

He knew that after sending it out like this, the trumpet would be exposed soon without any accidents.

But Rong Ling was emotionally agitated at the time, a little out of control.

As soon as my brain got hot, I just sent it out.

In the past few days, Weibo notifications have been playing non-stop, and Rong Ling turned off the comments in an evasive manner, pretending to be dead and ignoring them.

Looking at the four-digit red number in the news now, Rong Ling's head hurts a little.

He hesitated for a moment, and chose the point with the smallest number inside.

Drib120ria commented on you: Congratulations to the male god, what a da!God is great!Da Da, if you want to give it away, who would you give this trophy to?

Rong Ling saw the line at the end of the sentence clearly, he was breathless, and couldn't help thinking along the way.

If you want to give it away... Liao Yi's handsome and clear silhouette immediately appeared in his mind, and the light like broken gold leaked down, covering him in a soft halo.

Rong Ling's heart beat fast, and he closed his eyes.

Turning off comments means that only friends who follow each other can leave messages. Rong Ling knew how many people saw this comment without looking at it.

Holding the frozen half of a watermelon, Liao Yi rushed out of the training room with a smile on his face, and almost collided with the absent-minded Rong Ling. Only then did you prevent a possible "watermelon paste your face" tragedy from happening.

The familiar breath swept across the front door, Rong Ling was startled, looked up and immediately fell into Liao Yi's bright and deep eyes.

"What's wrong?" Liao Yi tilted his head and looked at him, "You seem to have something on your mind..."

"Thinking too much, what can I have on my mind!" Rong Ling subconsciously denied.

Liao Yi thinks about it too: "Anyway, we won the championship, and now we are stepping up our training to prepare for the World Championship... By the way, I grabbed half of a watermelon and reserved it for you. Eat it quickly, if you don't eat it for a while, it will be gone." .”

After receiving the watermelon and stainless steel spoon stuffed by Liao Yiqiang, Rong Ling had a complicated expression on his face.

There are many things I want to say to him but I can't find the right opportunity.

Liao Yi had already grabbed his wrist and dragged him back to the training room. He said to him as he walked, "The bubbling match is a bit bloody. It feels like they are fighting hard. Every game is full of BO5."

Bowing his head and taking a bite of the sweet and juicy watermelon, Rong Ling calmed down and asked, "Are they playing a game? Which team can win?"

Everyone in the training room was looking up at the hanging screen.

In the team battle that just ended, the commentator read a long list almost without panting, and Liao Yi clapped meaningfully.

"You have a good ventriloquist, you're a talent."

FAITH introduced like a few treasures: "This is a commentary for a newcomer to the LPL, and it seems to be from a prestigious university."

Others were amused by the idioms and poems that explained the witty words.

"Wow, this commentary is amazing!"

"He wants to laugh at me to death so that he can inherit my ant. ant. flower. chant."

While eating watermelon while watching the game, Rong Ling was so focused that he didn't even notice that Liao Yi, who was sitting next to him, poked his head over to secretly dig a few spoonfuls of watermelon to eat.

"...BPP is going to lose." After watching for ten minutes, Rong Ling sighed.

Although BPP played very tenaciously in the last round of BO5, the gap between the jungler and the jungler was widened. In the later team battles, the role of spiders became smaller and smaller. Instead, Ivern's control of the wild and Xiaoju's protection on the opposite side made BPP exhausted. .

Sure enough, in the last wave of team battles at the ancient dragon, BPP was defeated and wiped out.

Rong Ling sat there with a confused and sad expression, Liao Yi got up and pretended to be holding something, turned sideways to block other people's sight, he gently rubbed the top of Rong Ling's hair.

"It's okay, don't think about it. K1's strength is really good, and it's not surprising that they can enter the World Championship."

Rong Ling took a deep breath, and let it out slowly.

"Yeah, you're right, I just think of that kind of messy team entering the S game, and I feel very uncomfortable." While talking, Rong Ling leaned back, bending his elbow to push away Liao Yi who was about to press him Body, glared at Liao Yi displeased.

Liao Yi didn't take it seriously, he stuffed the things he got into his pocket, scraped the watermelon Rong Ling was holding with his hand, and handed it to his mouth, slowly holding his index finger, his eyes were ambiguous and hot, containing many things that need no words You can understand the deep meaning.

Rong Ling blushed.

He exchanged his crossed legs a little fidgeting, and moved the almost eaten melon rind down to block the uncontrollable reaction of his body.

The phone in his pocket vibrated.

Liao Yi sent a WeChat message with an address written on it.

【Baby, I will be off tomorrow weekend, I will wait for you here】

His stomach tightened, and Rong Ling cursed inwardly. He put down his phone and closed his eyes. It took a long time to calm down the throbbing in his body. He threw the watermelon rind away, washed his hands in front of the sink for a long time, and wiped his face Splash some water on it and wipe dry.

His reflection was reflected in the mirror, and the blush still remained on his cheeks.

There are two villains fighting in my mind, one backhand EQW combo, yelling to calm down and you should concentrate on training, the other Snakepi frantically moves around to hide skills, flashes and then W goes back to cut crispy skin, slowly defending food.color. Sex. Also, I haven't been able to find an opportunity to make out for a long time. The conditions in the base are not allowed, so I have to go outside...

After arguing and arguing, the little man named Emotion finally won the SOLO victory.Rong Ling smiled in satisfaction, pulled up the towel and wrapped himself in a spring roll, and fell asleep with joy and anticipation.

The next day was a holiday, and the base suddenly became quiet. There were not many people in the usually noisy training room and corridors.

When the sun hit his face, Rong Ling raised his hand to block it, squinting his eyes for a long time before waking up.

Ji Ling remembered yesterday's invitation, Rong Ling immediately jumped out of bed to wash, opened the closet and searched for a long time, he was dissatisfied with two T-shirts and gestured on his body.

Staying at the base all day long, apart from training, he sneaks in to touch Liao Yi's little hand and kiss his little mouth, which makes his heart beat [-]. Rong Ling can't remember the last time he bought clothes.Right now, the clothes in the closet are all issued by the club, usually they only feel comfortable and convenient to wear, but now that Rong Ling has the purpose of dating, he just doesn't like it no matter what.

There are only a few of these clothes, and Liao Yi must have them too.

If by accident, both of them choose the same model and meet outside...then the scene is too silly.

Not romantic at all.

Throwing the clothes back in balls, Rong Ling tossed and tossed for another ten minutes before choosing a normal suit to put on, straightening the collar, Rong Ling took a deep breath, checked the time, grabbed the phone key and ran outside.

Five seconds later, the door was knocked open again.

Rong Ling ran in and grabbed the trophy on the cabinet, stuffed it into his backpack, and ran out again.

The author has something to say: sweeten it, I haven’t let the two of them go out for a long time, hehehe

The author, who is working hard, is hungry and smirking~