Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

On the way back, Liao Yi was still in a daze. He grabbed everyone he saw along the way and asked nervously, "We really won?"

"Correct."

"Have we broken through the quarterfinals?"

"Yes."

"Oh my god... I, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Rong Ling put down the phone, turned around and squeezed Liao Yi's face hard.

Liao Yi wailed and trembled with his tail between his legs.

Lifting his chin, Rong Ling looked at him contemptuously: "Does it hurt?"

"pain……"

"Then it's not a dream."

"……Oh."

"idiot."

Liao Yi: QAQ

Others were giggling and covering their mouths, enjoying themselves while watching the play.

Come on, pretentious!

It's been a long time since God Z cleaned up the little bird and looked for its teeth. It can be said that I miss it very much!

He was in a trance for most of the day, and at night, when everyone was eating, drinking and toasting to celebrate, Liao Yi woke up suddenly, and everyone took turns pouring drinks with a smirk, and leaned on the corner of the sofa holding the cup.

"What happened to the bird?" someone asked.

An annoyed voice beside him said coldly, "I've had too much to drink."

"Can you drink sparkling drinks?" The man was amazed and shook his head.

Rong Ling gritted his teeth: "Because he is stupid."

FAITH was coaxed up to show a hip-hop dance, regardless of his body shape, he danced like that, and when the music started, he had a unique style. After the song was finished, everyone applauded enthusiastically and praised him as "flexible" Fat paper".

Liao Yi hugged the cup and curled up on the sofa. His body slowly slid down to the side close to Rong Ling. His eyelashes trembled and he secretly watched Rong Ling's delicate side face. After a glimpse of a perfect fit, his heart burned, and his fiery emotions were like a submarine volcano, which was about to erupt uncontrollably.

"What are you looking at?" Rong Ling's stern lips rose.

"Look at you." Liao Yi said softly.

The corners of his lips raised even higher, Rong Ling cast a glance at him: "What are you looking at me for?"

"Because you look good."

Rong Ling laughed, he moved his posture, his legs stretched out, overlapping at the ankles, his slender fingers caressed the edge of the cup, outlining a moist and clear line.

Liao Yi heard his own heartbeat, which became more intense each time. He licked his lips and asked in a hoarse voice, "Aren't you happy that we broke through to the top eight?"

Clink the cup with the one in Liao Yi's hand.

bang.

Rong Ling leaned back into the sofa, he looked up in ecstasy, his vision instantly became blurred.

"Happy, of course I'm happy... But I don't know why, I had a strong premonition before the start of the game, that we will definitely break our fate in this World Championship and break through to the top eight, and..."

"And what?" Liao Yi moved towards Rong Ling a little bit, as long as he tilted his head, he could lean on Rong Ling's shoulder.

Rong Ling just chuckled and refused to tell him the answer.

Everyone tensed up and prepared for the battle for a long time, and finally achieved a result that made them gratified. Everyone had a bit of fun, and they were noisy and unhappy.

The sofa placed in the corner forms a corner by itself.

Like an invisible barrier dividing the world, outside is the bustle of others, and inside is the tranquility of the two.

Rong Ling glanced at Liao Yi, he knew why Liao Yi didn't dare to approach him.

Even when he was so happy that people could get carried away, Liao Yi was still thinking about him.

Why can't you go all out?

What's the point of caring?

Only those around you are real.

Joy, happiness, sadness, sadness, unforgettable, cherished...every moment he just wanted to share with Liao Yi.

With a move in his heart, Rong Ling tightly grasped Liao Yi's hand.

Liao Yi shook his hand and almost knocked over the cup.

"What are you panicking about?" Rong Ling turned sideways and blew into Liao Yi's ear.

Liao Yi grabbed the cup firmly, tried to swallow a few times before recovering his voice: "You... There are other people here... Be careful that they see it."

"You see it when you see it," Rong Ling didn't care, and rubbed his fingertips back and forth along Liao Yi's fingers, "Aren't you carrying out your 'frog plan'? Are you still afraid of this?"

Looking at Rong Ling helplessly, Liao Yi thought to himself, am I afraid that you will be uncomfortable?

Rong Ling smiled, let go of Liao Yi, patted his cheek, and pressed the back of his head against his shoulder.

"I'm in a good mood today, and I allow you to show your affection once."

Liao Yi choked for breath.

"But whether other people can be fed dog food by us, I can't control it, just let it happen."

Liao Yi buried his face in Rong Ling's neck and laughed.

"It's as if we are parting according to fate." He muttered softly, walked around Rong Ling's waist and squeezed, and the two hands behind their backs tightly held each other.

"Then let's be king together." Rong Ling raised his glass.

Liao Yi gulped it down: "Okay, wait for me, king, after the game, I want to fuck you."

The next day, a few people from JHG with their messy hair on their heads took off their shoes and went downstairs to eat, just in time to meet all the MG members who were well-groomed in team uniforms.

Lin Yifeng widened his eyes and raised his phone.

Liao Yi reacted in a jerk, raised his hand to cover his face, turned around and shouted while hiding: "Hey hey, don't make trouble, don't shoot indiscriminately - let me tell you Lin Yifeng, do you want to hurt each other? ?”

"Hahahahaha! Who told you not to wash your hair?" Lin Yifeng laughed so hard that he almost fell down, and chased Liao Yi around the pillars of the hotel corridor for a few laps. Wave powder!"

Liao Yi hid beside his teammates in despair and helplessness: "Help, save...help, are you brothers, God Z!"

The others found that Lin Yifeng's cell phone camera was pointed at him, and they also searched for cover. Only Rong Ling stood there with a bored expression on his face. Seeing that he was not afraid at all, his teammates rushed over immediately, grabbing Rong Lingyi crouched behind him.

"...How old are you all, are you still playing eagles and chickens here?"

Liao Yi poked out half of his head, pointed at Lin Yifeng and shouted: "God Z, hate him, hate him, hate him!"

Rong Ling was speechless: "..."

Lin Yifeng put the phone back into his pocket slowly, and greeted Rong Ling with a smile: "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet, this is about to pass, and I met you..." Rong Ling yawned, "Why are you going?"

"Accept a reporter's interview," Lin Yifeng showed a bitter smile, he lowered his head and squeezed the cigarette case, "Then, let's go home."

Several people in JHG stopped fighting and talking.

They were together when they came, but they couldn't go together when they left.

This is the cruelty of competitive sports.

"Hey, don't be like this," Lin Yifeng patted Rong Ling and Liao Yi, "Fortunately, you won, otherwise our LPL would be wiped out this year. You are the last fire, and it is up to you to prevent the LCK from joining forces in the final!"

"...the pressure is a bit high." Liao Yi shrugged and forced a smile, "If you win, we will join hands to advance to the semi-finals, and the hope of besieging the LCK team is still greater."

"Aren't our skills inferior to others?" Lin Yifeng lit a cigarette and handed it to Rong Ling, who was rejected by shaking his head, "That's fine, if we really win the top seed of the LCK, the next semi-finals will be I've met you guys. I'm scared, shivering, and the fear of being ruled by you JHG should be saved for next spring."

Liao Yi looked at the expressionless Rong Ling, and reminded Lin Yifeng with a smile: "No, there are Intercontinental Games and X Cup Finals, we will see you next month."

Lin Yifeng was taken aback, and after thinking about it, he hugged his fat self in distress.

why!

What exactly is this for!

I thought I could enter the offseason after finishing the World Tournament, enjoy a rare vacation, and relax myself.I didn't expect that there would be so many competitions in the future. Not only would they have to run all over the world, but they also couldn't avoid the existence of JHG, a big devil!

"I'm going to be rubbed against the ground by you again...Damn it, when will a team kick you off from the position of LPL overlord!" Lin Yifeng said fiercely, and immediately reacted, "No, now you are the real deal! The LPL is the first, the last hope."

Rong Ling smiled slightly: "What a mess, the first is not the first, it depends on the result of the game."

"If you don't win the world championship, you are not qualified to be number one." Liao Yi added firmly.

Lin Yifeng was so startled by the sharpness on the young man's eyebrows that he didn't speak for a while.

He left by car with his teammates, and the outline of the hotel behind him gradually merged into the bright sunlight, leaving a bright edge of light.Lin Yifeng turned his head and closed his eyes.

What comes to mind is a pair of powerful and confident eyes, full of courage.

It is so dazzling that people dare not look directly at it.

As expected of a talented player who was at the peak of his debut and was once regarded as the successor of God Z!

With such a teammate, the solitary Rong Ling can keep getting closer to his dream.

At least they will not give up lightly, just like the disbanded TGA team, they left just unwilling to admit that they had already drifted away from their dreams.

The consistent old teammate Rong Ling has not stopped chasing dreams.

What about yourself?

Raising his arms to cover his dry eyes, Lin Yifeng hid his wry smile where no one else could see.

After failing to hit the quarterfinals, the atmosphere in the team became very unstable.Some people began to look for a way out, while others rode donkeys looking for horses and were still watching.I heard that the management is already considering internal voting to kick out unqualified players, and then spend a lot of money to buy LSPL rookies...

Lin Yifeng seemed to be in the foggy forest, not knowing where to go.

Did the GES team at that time have similar waves?

I don't know how Rong Ling handled it at that time?Will it be difficult for Rong Ling to decide whether to stay in GES or go to JHG?What prompted Rong Ling to make the decision to leave the team and transfer?

Pulling out the phone and pressing it quickly a few times, Lin Yifeng slowed down and finally stopped completely.

Or... just wait.

Don't distract your old teammates at this time, the next race is just around the corner.

After all, this is the closest the entire LPL has come to the world championship.

Come on, brother, together with our dreams, keep going!

The author has something to say: without further ado, I will post a new chapter today and go to watch the game!

I'm going to turn into a tongue monster and get into the screen to lick. I hope our team will fight hard!

mwah