Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

Rong Ling was still sleeping when Liao Yi left.

It was just dawn outside, and Liao Yi shivered from the cold as soon as he went out.

He pulled the mask up, and walked out of the hotel with his head down and his hat on.

The mobile phone has been replaced, and BUBOR sent N panic and crying emoticons in WeChat.

It is said that the coach lost his temper.

It was the offseason recently, everyone was on vacation, and there were not many people in the base. It was a rare time for him to spend the night outside without asking for leave, but he was caught by the coach.

Thinking of this, Liao Yi quickened his pace, trotted to the side of the road, and stopped a taxi to drive to the base.

Rong Ling fell asleep until the afternoon before waking up.

He moved his arms, feeling that the arms and legs were not his own, Rong Ling got up frizzily.

He yawned and looked around the room a few times with dull eyes.

There are a few more bags on the table.

One of the bags contained fried buns, small wontons, and rice cakes.The other bag had the words of a certain pharmacy printed on it, and Rong Ling dug out bandages, medical alcohol cotton, anti-inflammatory drugs, pain relievers, cold medicine, and diarrhea medicine...

"He can't wait to move all the pharmacies here." Rong Ling clicked his tongue, removed the bag containing the medicine, and took off the pair of disposable chopsticks to eat something to pad his stomach.

A note was pressed under the bag:

Zero, I have to go back in advance.

I don't know what kind of breakfast you like, so I bought all the same.Remember to take the medicine. I asked the people in the pharmacy, and they said that you have to eat first, and then take the medicine half an hour after the meal.

I'll get back to you later.

Rong Ling flicked the note and slapped it on the table. After a while, he picked it up again, folded it carefully, and put it in his pocket.

The words on the note were written in a hurry, but the words were written with flavor.Rong Ling is not a scholar, he ran out to work in his teens, and has no cultural literacy.He couldn't tell what was so good about Liao Yi's handwriting, but he thought it was beautiful.

The strength pierces through the back of the paper, and there is a kind of arrogance that is completely different from Liao Yi's harmless smile.

In fact, that guy wasn't as innocent and cute as he looked.

Touching his lips, Rong Ling couldn't help but think of the kiss that happened last night.

The hot feeling still remains between the teeth.

The things Liao Yi bought were cold.

Lifting the lid, Rong Ling hesitated for a long time holding up the chopsticks, but couldn't put his mouth down.

The small wontons have been soaked, and the rice cakes have lost their fresh aroma.

Reluctantly managed a few mouthfuls, swallowed two fried rice, Rong Ling rubbed his stomach, sighed, and put down the chopsticks.

I'm really sorry for Liao Yi's kindness.

Rong Ling changed his clothes and left the room with his bag on his back.

"Already settled?"

The front desk told him: "Your friend prepaid the rent for you for three days. Sir, if you plan to continue staying, please let us know before 12 noon the day after tomorrow so that we can arrange to reserve the room for you..."

Everything has been considered for myself.Rong Ling wanted to sigh again, he nodded at the front desk, turned around and walked out of the hotel.

Holding the phone and thinking for a long time, Rong Ling didn't know whether he should take the initiative to call Liao Yi.

I didn't know what to say when I called.

There's so much I want to say, but I feel like I can't say it all.

Talk about hypocrisy, not fickleness.

tangled.

Unknowingly, he walked to a nearby shopping center and wandered aimlessly with his bag on his back. Rong Ling was stopped by the person distributing leaflets. He looked down at the leaflet, which showed an advertisement for a newly opened Internet cafe.

While lamenting in his heart that even Internet cafes are so literary and fresh in advertising these days, Rong Ling followed the address above to find it along the way and asked for a separate cubicle.

Put on your own peripherals, find the game icon and click on it.

Without a VPN, you cannot play Hanbok.

Rong Ling logged into the national server. After thinking about it, he changed the national server account to a new ID and erased all traces related to GES.

Drill 4.

Start over here.

Gone are the days when high scores were like drinking water.

After finishing a round, Rong Ling exited to look at the data. The teammates who were lined up just now were all fish, all of them were trash.He alone is powerless to recover.

MD, reverse up points.

Kind of annoying.

Picking up the milk tea and sucking it hard, Rong Ling bit the pearls hard a few times, and continued to row.

The waiting time for the solo queue is very long. There are many retired players in the rank of Drill 4, and there are also some entertainment anchors. Rong Ling changed his ID, but no one recognized him. , anyway, a disagreement is just doing it.

Crazy sweeping of resources in the wild area, finding the right opportunity to launch gank, the diamond division in the first area was instantly devastated.

Before I knew it, it was completely dark outside the window.

Rong Ling finally finished the promotion match and was promoted to Diamond 1.

It was a bit difficult for him to score, the more difficult it was, the more it could arouse Rong Ling's fighting spirit. He racked his brains and concentrated on it.Not only have to take care of pig teammates who lose the chain from time to time and frantically send signals to blame the jungler for not coming to help, but also beware of the actors and cheats on the opposite side.

Tired.

Rubbing his eyes, Rong Ling cut out and opened the webpage to search for news, then he clicked on a player's live video edited by a fan.

Think of it as an intermission.

He didn't know that while he was resting in a daze, his trumpet was being searched and checked by many people.

Returning to the game interface, Rong Ling stared blankly at the countless friend requests popping up on the right side of the screen.

Closed one and jumped out of another.

It's not over yet.

Rong Ling was a little annoyed, and frantically clicked the fork again.

"What are you doing, are these people sick?"

Here comes another one.

Tolerant of zero anger, he simply clicked Pass, added friends, opened the chat box, and was about to start the five-spray mode in one second, and spray the other party to actively delete friends.

Stranger: in?

From scratch:  …

Stranger: I saw your record, awesome, from drill 4 to drill 1 in one afternoon

From scratch: Oh.

Stranger: Are you interested in playing professionally?

Rong Ling stopped typing.

In order to confirm, Rong Ling went to the screen and looked at it carefully. He really invited him to play professionally.Isn't it a bit hungry for the team to recruit people now? Didn't they only look for passers-by who were the king before?Are you going to drill 1 now?

Could it be a lie?

After clicking on the other party's profile and looking at it, Rong Ling found out that this is really not a liar, he is indeed a member of a certain team.

A little nostalgic, but also very fresh.

A few years ago, when Rong Ling became the king in an Internet cafe, someone soon took the initiative to add him as a friend in the game and sent him an invitation to a professional team.

There is the HB team, and there is also JHG.

At that time, the HB team was thriving in the country, and JHG had just established a team, brand new.

One famous, one unknown.Even people who don't play games know which side to choose.

But Rong Ling only hesitated for one night before deciding to participate in JHG's trial training.

Because at that time, Rong Ling’s idol—the one known as the domestic jungle legend—was in JHG.

Rong Ling was stunned for a while, and the stranger sent several more messages, patiently explaining to him about being a professional player, describing the path of professional e-sports players as a very lofty, full of tempting temptation.

"Okay, the routine is much better than before, and it can fool people." Rong Ling took out a cigarette between his fingers, and was about to light it. When he saw a no-smoking sign posted on the corner of the table, he sighed and knocked. Hit that sign and put the lighter back in your pocket.

Holding the cigarette and smelling it, Rong Ling was a little uneasy.

Now the professional team has developed very professionally, and every day there are special personnel to discover good seedlings in the passerby bureau.

There will be more and more outstanding rookies, and he is now at the bottom of his career.

Liao Yi asked him what he planned to do.

Back to GES?

It is absolutely impossible.

The contract is about to expire anyway, do you want to contact other teams while the transfer window is open?

This thought flashed across his mind calmly.

Is this a breach of contract?Rong Ling thought to himself.

Forget it, leave that alone.

Rong Ling logged in to Koukou, and was going to find a few players with a decent relationship to inquire about what each team will do recently.Opened the button group that I haven't seen for a long time, the chat history has been dragged for a long time and I still can't get it to the end, the corner of Rong Ling's mouth twitches, this group of people is really good at water, don't they usually need to train?

The conversations in the group went so fast that Rong Ling couldn't keep up with their rhythm.

He thought for a while, opened the friend list, and poked a hot mid laner.

Rong Ling: Where?

The spicy mid laner quickly replied: yes.

Hot mid laner: Cheating corpse?hacking?

Rong Ling: ... I am myself.

Hot mid laner: Don’t believe me, who are you, a fan of God Z?If he's blackmailed, he's trying to trick me?I'm not going to tell you that Rong Ling's butt is up!

Rong Ling: Lin, Yi, Feng!Do you fucking want to die?Don't think I can't cure you!

Spicy mid laner: Oh, sorry, my account was hacked just now.

Hot mid laner: What did you just say?

Rong Ling: Poor acting skills, fuck off.

The spicy mid laner sent a bunch of cute emojis over.

Spicy mid laner: God Z, I was wrong, God Z begged for a lead, I played ranked in the national server, and was abused terribly.Take me to Waves, God Z.

Rong Ling: Call me Dad.

Hot mid laner: Dad!Take me to pretend and take me to fly!

Rong Ling: ...What is your national service ID name, I will add you as a friend.

Spicy Zhong Shanfei quickly sent an ID mixed with Martian characters.

Rong Ling: Damn it, refuse.

Hot mid laner: /shy/wink

Hot mid laner: /cry loudly

Hot mid laner: Why?Dad, how can you not want me!

Rong Ling: I fucking don't want to take the double row of the funeral family!

Spicy mid laner: ...This is my cousin's account in my hometown. I borrowed it from him to play for a few days and help him score.By the way, let me tell you, just now I met a jungler in a passerby game, that guy was a bit fierce, he came to gank at the third level, which made me unable to develop at all, so angry!I asked him on the public channel, I said the middle road is your father?Guess what he said.

Rong Ling, who was adding friends to the trumpet, froze for a moment.

Hot mid laner: He actually told me that mid laner is my grandson.grass!Anyway, I also played the mid laner of the All-Star, he...

Rong Ling sighed.

Friends added successfully.

Invite you to play together from scratch.

The spicy mid laner stared at the prompt that popped up in the lower right corner of the game, and was stunned.

Rong Ling: The jungler who captured you seems to be me.

Rong Ling: I saw your ID and thought it was a primary school student, so it is a bit aimed at the middle lane.I'm sorry, I haven't met you for a while, I didn't expect you to be like this.

The hot middle single was stunned for a long time, cursed with a cigarette in his mouth, grabbed the mouse and clicked to confirm.

Rong Ling: Wait a minute, I'll build a room.Want to play a solo?

Hot mid laner: Come on!I want revenge, you are not allowed to play Lux.

Rong Ling: Oh, you still remember that I am old Lacus, are you afraid?

Spicy mid laner: Stop talking nonsense, you can watch with one-handed Lux, come on, come on, I'll be your dog if you lose.

Rong Ling: Then I will choose Lacus.

The homepage of the client is selling Lux's new skin, and Rong Ling's alias is not the official all-hero and all-skin account, so she can't buy skins.

He's not used to using skin anyway.

While recharging, the spicy mid laner sent a screenshot to Rong Ling.

From a well-known e-sports media, the headline reads: GES Club announced that the LOL division jungler Zerol is about to leave the team.

Hot mid laner: Damn it!What the hell is this?

Spicy mid laner: God Z, tell me something, is this news true?

Rong Ling stared at the message on the screen, his mind went blank.

Didi Didi's news sounded non-stop in the earphones. It is estimated that many people have got the news and are looking for him on Qoukou.

The phone on the table vibrated.

It's an unknown number.

Rong Ling hesitated for a few seconds before pressing the call button.

The person on the other end of the phone got straight to the point: "Hello, Zerol, I'm the manager of the JHG team. I want to talk to you about the transfer..."

The author has something to say: On a certain day in a certain year and a certain month, a post appeared on an anonymous forum

Title: I was harassed by the boss many times, I couldn't bear it, and my brother beat up the boss, I don't know what to do now, I ask for help online, urgent!

Since the title has spoiled all the key points, the host will not reply to any questions or suggestions in the thread

Soon this post was submerged in countless new and old posts...

A few days later, this post reappeared on the homepage of the forum, and the long-lost host left a comment:

The answer came out, the boss unilaterally fired me, just right, I don't want to do it anymore, thank you everyone

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The above is a small theater fungus who enters randomly, destroys the formation, and goes to the wrong set~(≧▽≦)/~

Today at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, I will watch the live broadcast of the natal male god (huh) that has been in progress for several months, so excited!

In addition, there are some author's thoughts about this article, so I will not put it in the article, but put it on my Weibo

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