Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

Early in the morning, there was a wail from the second floor of the JHG base dormitory.

Liao Yi half squatted on the ground, tying his shoelaces in a hurry, turned his head and complained to the translator Ah Tong who heard the sound and opened the door to find out: "What's going on, why didn't the alarm clock on my mobile phone go off!"

Ah Tong yawned: "Huh? I took your charging cable to my house last night for use. Maybe it's out of power. You can take a look."

"Ah—" Liao Yi looked desperate, "Why are you using my charging cable, I overslept!"

Ah Tong patted him on the head: "What time is it...E-sports don't get up early."

Liao Yi shook off his paw, and pointed at him bitterly: "You didn't call me last night, wait until I come back to settle the score!"

"You slept like a dead pig last night. You woke up when supper came. Do you blame me?"

Liao Yi had nothing to say, he jumped on the spot, stuffed the dead mobile phone into his pocket, grabbed his wallet and ran out.

When he ran to the stairs, his clothes were grabbed from behind.

Bubor panted and looked at Liao Yi eagerly: "Xiao Yi, I want to go too."

"I'm not out for breakfast."

"..."

"It's not going out to play."

"..."

One pulls back, the other does not let go.

Ah Tong walked out slowly stepping on his slippers, seeing the two of them tug-of-war in the corridor, he was immediately amused.

"Hey, Xiaoniao, you can take Xiaobu with you. He didn't return to South Korea during the holidays. He squatted in the base all day. It's so pitiful. You take him out for a walk, and buy me some by the way when you come back. Cookies."

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Waking up in the middle of her sleep when she was knocked on the door, Rong Ling opened the door wrapped in a murderous look.

Standing outside the door was Liao Yi, with a slight dimple on his face, Rong Ling was taken aback for a moment, and the curse words swirled around his lips before disappearing without a trace.

"Hi, Zero, good morning! I bought you a lot of delicious food," Liao Yi raised the bag in his hand, and the aroma of the food immediately wafted into the room, "We'll help you move when we're done eating!"

we?

Rong Ling took out a deep-fried dough stick from the bag, and glanced at Liao Yi. A round head poked out from behind Liao Yi, and gave Rong Ling a timid look.

Liao Yi patted Bubor and acted with my eyes.

BUBOR grinned, smiled and shook his hand at Rong Ling: "Hi."

The fritters in Rong Ling's mouth suddenly didn't taste so delicious.

"Do you know what time it is?"

"I know, ten o'clock."

"Did you know that the average e-sports player wakes up after 1:[-] noon?"

"I know."

"Do you know that I don't need anyone to help me move with just a bag?"

"I know."

"...You are really sick, go buy some medicine." Rong Ling sighed.

The three got out of the taxi and walked to the park, Rong Ling finished the milk tea in two gulps, threw the cup into the trash can, and hurriedly caught up with Liao Yi, who was shoulder to shoulder with BUBOR.

"The bag can be returned to me."

Liao Yi's expression was serious: "No, your shoulder is not healed yet, I'll help you carry it."

BUBOR glanced at Rong Ling curiously.

Rong Ling became impatient for no reason, and his tone became less pleasant: "Don't talk, just give me the bag!"

The translator Ah Tong and the manager Xiao Tian walked along the semi-open-air corridor. Xiao Tian had sharp eyes and recognized Rong Ling immediately.

"Hey, God Z, you're here now? I thought you were going to..."

Rong Ling felt uncomfortable all over. He just came here last night, and he stood at the gate of the team early this morning, looking like he was in a hurry.He didn't know how to explain it, so he gave Liao Yi a hard look.

Blame the bird for meddling!

Liao Yi couldn't stop laughing after being stared at.

His heart was bubbling with beauty.

Rong Ling is coming to JHG!

They will be teammates soon!

He felt very unreal, a little abnormally excited, and circled around Rong Ling.

"Zero, drink water."

"Zero, eat biscuits... No, eat potato chips, Xiaobu, don't eat them, this brand is delicious, give God Z a taste."

"By the way, Ling, where do you sit for training?" Liao Yi quickly dismantled his peripherals, squeezed beside Rong Ling, and took the seat beside him, "I'll sit with you!"

Rong Ling glanced at him: "...you are playing support now, you should sit with your ADC."

With tears in his eyes, BUBOR, who was robbed of his snacks, nodded silently not far away.

Liao Yi waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's okay, just leave him alone. I just want to sit with you."

Bubor is heartbroken.

"Should you take some medicine?" Rong Ling grabbed the snack bag at hand and threw it at Liao Yi. The manager Xiao Tian ran in and told him that people from the technical department would come to install a new computer in the afternoon.

Being hit on the face by the bag, Liao Yi was not angry, he smiled, put the potato chips back, stood up and walked out after Rong Ling: "You just came, let me show you around."

Rong Ling sighed, turned around and stopped him.

"Don't treat me like a three-year-old."

Liao Yi took half a step forward, blew lightly into Rong Ling's ear, and said to him with a smile, "Ling, you're not embarrassed, are you?"

Taking two steps back, Rong Ling pressed his ears that were feeling hot.

Excuse me?who?he?

While Rong Ling was in a daze, Liao Yi turned around and opened the door of the training room, and shouted at the manager Xiaotian, "Has Ling's dormitory been arranged?"

"No!" Oda roared, "Where does God Z want to live?"

"Stay with me!"

Rong Ling: "...Huh?"

"My dormitory faces south, and there is a small balcony. The lighting is very good. You see, although it is winter, the sun is shining in, and it is not cold at all." Liao Yi faced Rong Ling with an expressionless face. After taking a look, "There is also an independent bathroom, which is very convenient for daily life."

Indeed, as he said, the room was in very good condition.

It is much more spacious and comfortable than Rong Ling's single room at GES.

but……

There was a heart-piercing sound of scratching the door outside, Rong Ling walked over and opened the door, the translator Tong and the manager Xiao Tian were dragging BUBOR away from the door.

"What are you doing? What's going on?"

Tightly covering BUBOR's mouth, the manager Xiaotian smiled harmlessly: "It's all right, God Z, take a look, if you are not satisfied with any decoration in the dormitory, just tell me, and I'll get someone to change it for you right away."

Tong, the translator, nodded vigorously, and echoed: "Yes, yes, God Z, you just came here, get along well with Xiaoniao. Although Xiaoniao is the youngest in the team, he is usually very good at taking care of others. We are very relieved of him. .”

Liao Yi walked over slowly, put his hand on Rong Ling's shoulder lightly, tilted his head and whispered, "It's good to live with me. Or are you afraid to live in the same room with me?"

afraid?

Rong Ling raised his eyebrows.

There was a hint of provocation in Liao Yi's smile.

"Stay, or not?"

Rong Ling squinted his eyes, nodded and said, "Okay, then I will live here."

There were not many things, so Rong Ling took out a few clothes and put them in the cabinet, leaving the palm-sized box in the bag.

He held it in his hand and stared at it for a long time.

"Here is your MVP ring?" Liao Yi stood behind him at some point, looking at the box with him curiously.

Rong Ling glanced at him, said nothing, and gently slid his fingertips on the box.

After lunch, Rong Ling felt sleepy again. He looked at the two single beds placed side by side against the wall in the room.

"Oh, I usually sleep on the outer bed, so you should sleep on the inner one." Liao Yi pointed his finger casually, "The bedding and quilt cover were just changed for you this morning."

Yawning, Rong Ling picked up the corner of the quilt and shook, turned his head and frowned at Liao Yi.

"you……"

Liao Yi stood beside Rong Ling: "Do you want someone to sleep with you?"

Rong Ling rolled his eyes, squeezed Liao Yi away, quickly jumped onto the bed, wrapped himself in a cocoon with the quilt, and warned him: "Shut up, don't talk, if you dare to disturb me, you will die."

Liao Yi smiled, walked to his cabinet, took out a book and shook Rong Ling: "Okay, you go to sleep, I'll read for a while."

Does this person really want to read?

Rong Ling raised his eyebrows. Not long after he lay down, he slowly lifted the quilt and looked towards the desk.

The curtains were drawn, and the room was dimly lit, creating a mysterious and quiet atmosphere.

Liao Yi was sitting in front of the desk with his back to him, and a desk lamp slanted down from above his head.It illuminated the boy's hair, reflecting a halo.

Rong Ling noticed that Liao Yi had put on a pair of glasses, and his brows were slightly frowned, his expression was different from the boy he remembered.

Focused and handsome.

very nice.

As if being scalded, Rong Ling quickly looked away, and couldn't help turning back to him little by little.

It's pretty.

Rong Ling sighed inwardly.

Too many things happened in the past two days, too fast, so fast that he couldn't react at all.

Good thing he's not alone.

Facing these things alone made Rong Ling's heart half-hanging in the air, unable to get up or down.But for some reason, seeing Liao Yi made his mood calm down.

It's not that messy, and it's not that confusing.

amazing.

Liao Yi was clearly younger than him.

Tsktt in his heart, Rong Ling turned over and lay down facing Liao Yi.

After lying down for a while, he turned around again, continued to maintain the posture where he could see Liao Yi, and was in a daze for a while, his nerves gradually relaxed.

Pillows, quilts, and bed sheets wafted out a faint minty aroma.

The smell is very similar to that of Liao Yi.

It was everywhere in the room, as if he was tightly surrounded by him.

Staring at Liao Yi's serious profile, Rong Ling thought about a bunch of messy things, and fell asleep before he knew it.

Hearing the breathing behind him become calmer, Liao Yi put down the book in his hand and heaved a sigh of relief.

He stood up lightly, walked slowly to the side of the bed, squatted down, and scanned Rong Ling's sleeping face inch by inch.

His eyes finally fell on the corners of Rong Ling's slightly raised lips, and he couldn't move away.

Fascinated, Liao Yi moved closer.

He thinks he understands why that boss will use force on Rong Ling.

Seeing Rong Ling's indomitable and high-spirited appearance during the competition, seeing his indifference and coldness to everyone off the field, and seeing his innocent and defenseless appearance, Liao Yi wanted to get close to him and monopolize him The thought burned uncontrollably.

Just pretending to be nonchalant and talking to him is going to use up all of Liao Yi's self-control.

If there were no other people in the base, Liao Yi really didn't know what he would do to Rong Ling.

Hearing Rong Ling's breathing, Liao Yi gently pressed his head against the edge of the bed.

There was another person's breath in the room, and it suddenly became different.

What is different, Liao Yi can't say.

The heartbeat was fast, intense, surging.Where the hair ends were blown by Rong Zero's breath, bursts of electric current surged up and spread all over Liao Yi's body in an instant.

Licking the dry corner of his mouth, Liao Yi lay contentedly beside Rong Ling's pillow, drowsiness is contagious, he yawned and closed his eyes.

* *

When Rong Ling woke up, he found a furry thing laying next to the pillow, and subconsciously raised his foot and kicked it.

Being kicked under the bed, Liao Yi raised his head and looked at him in bewilderment.

"...It's you." Rong Ling gathered himself together, "If you have a bed but don't sleep, you're insane."

Kneeling numb, Liao Yi sat on the ground and kneaded his calves. He said with a smile, "I'm tired from reading. Seeing that you slept very soundly, I also took a nap."

"Hey, I see you don't wear glasses when you play games." Rong Ling lifted the quilt and walked to the desk, picked up his glasses and looked.

Liao Yi followed, supported the table with his hands, went around Rong Ling to hold the temples of the glasses, and pulled them towards him with a little force.

Sensing the body temperature suddenly approaching behind him, Rong Ling's heart tightened, and he quickly let go of his hands.

"Well, I don't like wearing them when I'm playing games. The prescription isn't high...do they look good?" Liao Yi put on his glasses, lowered his head a little, and stared straight at Rong Ling.

"What's wrong with just a pair of old glasses, crazy!" Rong Ling pushed him away, turned his head and walked away.

Liao Yi stood there, waited until Rong Ling's back was out of sight, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, he took off his glasses, and slowly put the frame back into the drawer.

"He really doesn't remember."

The drawer was closed, shutting the dusty past back into the darkness.

Liao Yi walked out quickly, and the coach was waiting for them in the training room. When he walked in, several people were chatting around Rong Ling. They were all met by Rong Ling in the JHG youth training before. Some of them later He didn't become an official player, but he didn't leave either. He stayed in JHG and transferred to the coaching staff and management team, becoming a member of the team's solid and reliable logistical support.

"God Z, what's going on with your face?" One person clicked loudly, pointing to the bruise on his forehead and the band-aid on his brow bone.

Liao Yi paused, and immediately looked at Rong Ling.

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This afternoon is my team's game. I'm so nervous, nervous, and looking forward to it. I hope I'll be home by 7 o'clock!

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