Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

The expression on Rong Ling's face froze immediately.

The person who asked the question continued to say: "...During the X Cup last time, I heard that you were suspended for fighting with others. What's going on? This doesn't look like your style, God Z."

Liao Yi frowned, and started to walk over. The manager Xiao Tian stood up and called out the name of one of them: "Aren't you going to replay the data of the IEM Cup tonight? Have you made the distribution map of the eye positions? The allocation of map resources is not easy. Tidy up?... If you haven't done it yet, hurry up, and you will have to clean up when the boss comes back."

The few people surrounding Rong Ling who were asking questions immediately dispersed.

Rong Ling lowered his head and quietly let out a sigh of relief.

"The new computer has been configured for you, can you see if you are not used to it?" Oda patted Rong Ling's chair, "Our team's sponsor is Siren, which is different from GES's Thor, if you use it If you’re not used to it, we’ll change it for you.”

Click to open the game, adjust the settings in custom mode, Rong Ling shook his head, saying that there is no problem.

Oda asked a few more questions carefully, and communicated with Rong Ling for a while before he walked out of the training room.

Liao Yi turned the chair around and gave Rong Ling a light kick on the leg of the chair: "Double rows?"

"Row."

From leaving GES to JHG base, Rong Ling adapted faster than expected.

The day is to get up at noon every day, and quickly turn over one page after another in the double row with Liao Yi.

The coach stood behind the two of them and watched for a while, and couldn't help but ask, "Hey, Xiaoniao, you play mid laner."

Liao Yi hummed without raising his head, pursed his lips tightly, and repaired the tower knife seriously.

He and Rong Ling are in a double row, and every time they line up, Liao Yi will immediately type in the chat box to ask for a position, and usually they can get it, but it just so happened that the second floor refused to give up in this round, so Liao Yi had to run to play A robbery of children.

Rong Ling watched in horror.

"Your last knife is really eye-catching, missed the knife, that cannon car!... Oh, can you do it?"

Liao Yi frowned, and patted the mouse: "The demon girl has been messing with me, and you don't come to help the middle!"

"It's useless to help you." Before Rong Ling could speak, the coach pointed to the screen and scolded Liao Yi, "Look at your position, you usually look around in the grass, so don't go up to your eyes, and first look at the grass before entering the grass." Use a skill..."

Before he finished speaking, Jie was trapped into a weakness. At the same time, Niutou rushed out with a W to jack him up, and the enchantress took away Jie with a combo.

The screen instantly turns gray.

Rong Ling was so happy that he couldn't stop for a long time.

Liao Yi gritted his teeth, squinted at the smile on Rong Ling's lips, thought about it and still didn't get angry.

"Hey, our god A is very angry... This enchantress is very handsome, she must be a professional player." The coach commented pertinently, and after speaking, he flicked Liao Yi's head: "Don't play other positions in the future, you are free Practice those auxiliary heroes more. Ah, the end of the month is coming soon, have you made up the live broadcast time yet?"

Liao Yi was stunned for a moment: "Didn't I broadcast live this month?"

"When did you start the live broadcast!" the translator Ah Tong raised his voice, "At the beginning of the month, HANK and the others all finished broadcasting. You said that you have to prepare for the cup match and broadcast it after the match."

Liao Yi leaned on the back of the chair and wailed: "A Tong, how much time do I have left?"

"You do the math," A-Tong said lazily, "Anyway, each person needs to broadcast 40 hours a month."

Rong Ling looked at Liao Yi sympathetically. If I remember correctly, today is the 25th.

Calculating, it takes at least 8 hours a day to complete this month's live broadcast task, Liao Yi suddenly collapsed, grabbed the pillow behind him and smashed BUBOR: "I'm going to find a way to mix up the live broadcast time again, so annoying!"

BUBOR was a little confused by the smash: "?"

"Shut up, don't speak Korean, speak human language to me!"

BUBOR grabbed the doll and fought back.

The two had a quarrel.

Everyone laughed for a while, and the coach remembered one thing: "Rong Ling."

"what."

"Is there you in the All-Stars?"

"Ah."

Everyone else looked at Rong Ling.

"What's wrong?" Rong Ling clicked the mouse, patted Liao Yi's arm, "Hey, stop playing, click to confirm."

"No," Liao Yi didn't move, staring straight at Rong Ling, "Ling, you're going to participate in the All-Star, so why are you still here?"

The coach, translator, and BUBOR all had WTF expressions on their faces.

Rong Ling looked very calm. He took a sip of water and said slowly: "Isn't this just a transfer? There are too many things to do, so I forgot."

This, also, can, forget!

Several people flew through the hearts of the giant red barrage at the same time.

"Xiaotian, hurry up and call the authorities to see if they have reported God Z's name! Tong, hurry up and help Rong Ling get a visa!" the coach quickly ordered.

"God Z, where is your passport?" Ah Tong asked while holding up his mobile phone.

Seeing that there was no way to play this round, Rong Ling glanced at the screen, sighed regretfully, stood up and walked upstairs to the dormitory: "I'll go find it and bring it to you."

Passports are readily available.

Just before the World Championships, Rong Ling handed over his passport to the manager Xiaotian, and returned to the training room with a nonchalant expression. La Liaoyi continued to rank with himself.

Hitting until midnight, Rong Ling rubbed his eyes and stretched himself.

The arms collided with Liao Yi's in mid-air.

Sitting too close is like this, physical contact is inevitable.

Rong Ling was unknowingly familiar with Liao Yi's breath and body temperature. When the skin touches, there will be a tiny electric current jumping over, producing a certain strange feeling.

Rong Ling glanced at Liao Yi.

"It's great, it feels so good to be able to go to the All-Star..." Liao Yi murmured, he only wore the earphone on the left, because Rong Ling was sitting on his right,

Rong Ling was amused to hear it, and flicked on Liao Yi's head like a coach.

"Actually, it's just playing games in another place, there's no difference."

"There is a difference." Liao Yi corrected him earnestly, "We need to overcome jet lag and communicate with players from different countries and different languages."

"do you want to go?"

Liao Yi didn't speak, and the firmness between his brows gave Rong Ling the answer.

Within a few days, Rong Ling was notified to go to intensive training with other All-Star players.

When leaving, Liao Yi sent him out, and the two walked slowly along the semi-open-air corridor outside the LOFT building of the base.

"As expected of an official father," Liao Yi jumped up and touched the glass dome, his eyes brimming with yearning, "I can help you get your visa so quickly."

When voting for the All-Stars, Rong Ling's votes were far ahead of the other players from the first day, and he was finally elected as the top voter.Officials are well aware of the value of Rong Ling——

High popularity, good skills, a well-deserved star player.

"I thought the suspension would affect my participation in the All-Star." Rong Ling turned and looked into the distance.

Liao Yi laughed: "How could the official father not let you go? After all, he is the number one jungler in China. With you and without you, the number of viewers during the live broadcast of the game is different."

"..." Rong Ling pinched his eyebrows and said nothing.

"Are you going back to the base after the training camp?" After reaching the door, Liao Yi stopped.

Rong Ling thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I probably won't come back. In less than a week, after spending a few days with the other four, it's almost time to leave for Berlin."

"I see..." Liao Yi lowered his head, "I will help you pack your luggage."

Rong Ling looked at the hair twirling on the top of his head, opened his mouth, and wanted to ask him if you really want to participate in the All-Star, but swallowed the words again.

"one week."

"what?"

"I said," Rong Ling raised his hand and flicked Liao Yi's ear lightly, "The All-Star Game lasts for five days, and I'll be back in about a week."

His ears numb, Liao Yi quickly turned his head and coughed twice to hide the heat on his face.

"Okay, then you go on, I will watch the All-Star game at the base."

Rong Ling got into the car, looked at Liao Yi through the car window, and suddenly had a strong urge to get out of the car and drag him along, let him be a training partner, or accompany the team...

In short, he didn't really want to see Liao Yi standing alone under the big tree at the gate of the park.

But the car drove away anyway.

He only left with Rong Ling alone.

The intensity of the training camp was much easier than when preparing for the World Championships. Probably other people thought that the All-Stars was an entertainment event, and most of the time was used to flirt with each other, and the training was not too serious.

Rong Ling didn't join them, and buried himself in his own business.

He's the kind of guy who either does it or does it.

Not to mention he hates losing.

The World Championship has already been lost, and the All-Star doesn't want to lose.

While other people were chatting and playing live broadcasts to mix time, Rong Ling was training.

While the others were sleeping, eating, and playing OW, Rong Ling was still training.

On the day of departure, before the airport bus arrived, Rong Ling called RANK for a while.

Met Liao Yi.

Liao Yi asked in the chat window: You haven't left yet?

Rong Ling: Well, I’ll be leaving in a while.

Liao Yi: Have lunch on the plane, Khan.

Rong Ling: sleepy, don't want to eat.Going to sleep on the plane.

Liao Yi: Come on, you have a bad stomach, you still need to eat something.Did you keep the things I delivered to you yesterday?I put a box of cold medicine in your backpack, and a bottle of stomach medicine, and I put medicine for diarrhea and indigestion in another pocket...

Rong Ling: You are so long-winded.Really like an old lady.

Liao Yi: Che, have you seen such a handsome old lady like me?

Tolerance of zero: ZZ

Liao Yi: By the way, Zero, let me tell you, they asked me to be a commentator.

Rong Ling:? ? ?

Liao Yi: Commentary for the All-Star Game!I'm going to comment on our game against the wild card big brother, hahaha!

The corner of Rong Ling's mouth twitched, and Liao Yi and Bubor's convulsive laughter rang in his ears.

Full of mystery and magic.

After thinking about it, he deleted half of the typed sentence.

Change to: Well, we'll try not to lose to the wild card team.

Liao Yi: Come on, fighting!

Noisy voices drifted in from outside the door, and the car arrived.

Rong Ling quickly said goodbye to Liao Yi, put the peripherals into the backpack, pushed the box and followed the others, walked out of the training center, and embarked on a long journey to Berlin.

Liao Yi was sitting in the training room, he looked at Rong Ling's faded name, and heaved a long sigh.

Delete the phrase "I miss you" in the chat box word by word.

He couldn't see it anyway.

There will be no reaction when you see it.

This is Rong Zero.

Liao Yi had nothing to do with him.

I have confessed, and I have kissed.

Rong Ling treats himself as usual, like a fist thrown into a ball of cotton, which makes Liao Yi feel uneasy.Looking at the empty seat next to him every day, and turning over to look at the other bed before going to bed, Liao Yi couldn't help thinking, where is Rong Ling now?Did you have a good meal?I don't know if he is used to eating foreign things...

Sighing, Liao Yi closed his eyes, and the image of Rong Ling pursing his lips and concentrating on playing the game flashed in front of his eyes.

The memory automatically outlines Rong Ling's beautiful side face, his neckline is slightly open, revealing a small part of his collarbone, which is faintly visible, which makes Liao Yi's heart hot for a while.

If it goes further down, it is Rong Ling's white arm under the sleeve.The arm line is slender, sunken down to the wrist, slender and powerful, when the finger holding the mouse moves back and forth, and inadvertently brushes against Liao Yi's shoulder or arm, Liao Yi's heartbeat can't stop speeding up.

I don't know what Rong Ling is doing now?

The author has something to say: tease, tease, tease to grandma bridge~~~ (what the hell)

Because it seems that the time to celebrate the new year is a bit different in different places, so today I will add blessings:

I wish you all a happy new year~(≧▽≦)/~

And yesterday, with everyone's help and prayers, I didn't work overtime, ah ha ha ha, I went home smoothly, watched my team win the first game of the Spring Split, I was in a good mood, and I watched Xiao Ming's sarcasm for a while at night live streaming

Now I have dark circles under my eyes and work hard to code, so I can compare my heart to everyone~

(By the way, secretly continue to save a wave of character for our team's game tomorrow)