Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

Rong Ling shuffled boredly, walking at the end of the line.

He stared at his toes and the shadows falling behind other people, and occasionally raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on the river not far away. Pigeons flew across the sky in groups, causing several exclamations from the surrounding tourists.

He sighed and rubbed his eyes.

The jet lag has not yet healed, and Rong Ling is at a time when he is extremely sleepy.Others, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, went to the hotel to sleep all night and then started tossing, went to take photos, chat with representatives from other competition areas, and accepted various media interviews...

So annoying.

Really annoying.

Rong Ling took a painful look at the chattering contestants and staff in front of him, turned his head silently, put on the hood, and pulled up the zipper.

In the past, he thought Liao Yi's abnormal excitement was quite noisy, but now he compared it, Rong Ling missed those days when Liao Yi was around.

It's a bit noisy, but not annoying.

Yes, not annoying.

Not only is it not annoying, but also...

Rong Ling shook his head and smiled helplessly to himself.

Some things cannot be thought about.

Following the large group of people wandering to a nearby market, Rong Ling stopped in front of a handicraft craftsman.

Bending down to take something from the stall, he weighed it a few times in his hand, Rong Ling raised his head and asked, "How much is it?"

This uncle has quite a personality, without raising his head, he pointed at the ground with his hand.

Rong Ling glanced down, amused.

A cardboard box was thrown on the ground, with an arrow drawn on it with a black signature pen, and it was written:

10Euro

"Can it be cheaper?" Rong Ling squatted down and made a gesture of rubbing money.

The uncle waved his hand and pointed to the box on the ground.

Rong Ling looked inside, and there were a few scattered banknotes lying on the bottom, which looked pitiful.

Forget it, 10 euros is 10 euros.

Throwing the money into the box, Rong Ling stuffed the things he liked into his pocket, patted the ashes on his trousers and straightened up, and found two teenagers staring at him by the side of the road.

The words that Liao Yi told him suddenly appeared in his mind: "...the security over there is not very peaceful now, you must be careful when you go out, don't leave orders and don't reveal your money, protect your own safety..."

Rong Ling's heart tightened, he turned around, and hurried towards the large army ahead.

Two teenagers chased after them.

"Hey! Hey! Wait!"

Rong Ling's English level was limited to a few swear words and the lines shouted by the hero in the game. He was a little familiar with the words that came out of the other party's mouth, but he was so busy running at the moment that he didn't have time to figure out what they meant.

"—Zerol! Khazix!"

Rong Ling paused panting, turned around, his face full of surprise.

He may misunderstand other words, but Rong Ling will never misunderstand his own ID and his own hero.

The large army strolled around the market for a while, and suddenly found that someone was missing, so they hurried back along the road to look for it.

When we found Rong Ling, he was standing on the side of the road signing autographs.

"Damn it, isn't it God Z, you can still meet fans when you go shopping!" AD of the All-Star team clicked loudly a few times.

Rong Ling glanced at him, but didn't want to speak.

With a lollipop in his mouth, the top laner said vaguely, "I can't help it. God Z is the face value of our LPL competition area. He is highly recognizable and popular. You can't accept it."

AD laughed twice: "That's right, not everyone has a harem of hundreds of thousands like God Z, hahahaha."

Rong Ling, who was taking a photo with two European and American LOL fans, glanced at AD.

After the two teenagers left contentedly, Rong Ling walked up to AD and asked him, "What did you mean by that just now?"

"What do you mean?" AD looked blank, "I don't mean anything."

"You know in your heart whether you mean anything." Rong Ling stared at AD.

The atmosphere froze for a while.

"Hey, I'm a little hungry, let's go back to the hotel to eat, or find a good restaurant for a meal?" Someone broke the silence.

Everyone echoed: "Yeah, I'm tired after shopping for a long time, let's have something to eat. What's delicious in Germany?"

"Beer? Sausage?"

A group of internet-addicted teenagers usually stay at home, and almost all their knowledge of foreign countries comes from the few American TV series they have watched sporadically.

The top laner had a lollipop in his mouth, put his arm around AD's shoulder, and pulled him staggeringly.

"Let's go, let's go eat."

AD breathed a sigh of relief.

Rong Ling frowned, the others talked and laughed as if nothing had happened just now, there was something invisible separating him from everyone.

Putting his hands in his pockets and quietly clenching them into fists, Rong Ling silently followed the others to continue walking.

There was a man standing in the corner smoking at the entrance of the restaurant. When he saw Rong Ling, he hurriedly pinched out his freshly lit cigarette and greeted him.

"Hey, God Z, let's have a chat."

Rong Ling raised his eyebrows.

"Don't get angry with them, it's boring." The hot mid laner is Lin Yifeng, who has played the city competition with Rong Ling before, and he is the player who has the best relationship with Rong Ling in this group of All-Star teams.

"I'm not angry," Rong Ling said, "Which eye of yours sees me unhappy?"

"Two." Lin Yifeng affirmed, "Just now you were about to fight, and I watched from the side to help you sweat."

"..."

"Don't be like this. It's fine if you're in China. If you go abroad to play games, we represent the face of the LPL anyway. You can't show your family ugliness. If you fight on the streets abroad, you're not just suspended. Do you know that?"

These words made Rong Ling even more upset.

If Liao Yi was here, Liao Yi would never reprimand him in this tone.

"Well, so I am this kind of person in your eyes." Rong Ling raised the corners of his mouth and nodded.

Lin Yifeng's voice lowered: "Actually, it's not...everyone has changed a lot since we separated from TGA. Although you used to have a bad temper, the rest of us are good at fighting. No matter how hard you train, you won't fight with us." Do it. I didn't believe what they said...but you were officially suspended, and you almost had an argument with AD on the street, I'm a little confused now, Rong Ling, what happened to you?"

Rong Ling rubbed his forehead, turned around and looked at him: "Yeah, what's wrong with me?"

"Maybe you don't know me at all."

After speaking, he opened the door and walked in, leaving the mid laner outside.

Lin Yifeng looked at Rong Ling's leaving back for a long time, and sighed softly.

Soon it will be the first day of ALLSTAR.

Rong Ling and the others ushered in the first match of the division, against the North American division.

Lin Yifeng sat with Rong Ling. During the training, he looked like he wanted to talk to Rong Ling but didn't dare to talk to him. Rong Ling pretended not to see it and focused on debugging his machine.

The on-site host and photographer came over, aimed at the star players who were about to start the game, interviewed them one by one, and asked the players what they thought of the game, what they wanted to say to their opponents, or to their teammates.

The host spoke German, and an official host stood next to him, speaking English.

Rong Ling couldn't understand, and didn't bother to listen.

As a star player in the LPL division, AD has long been famous overseas, and the official gave him a long shot.

Although Rong Ling didn't want to listen, there were still a few familiar words that jumped into his ears uncontrollably.

"...Today's game, it would be great if we can win." AD smiled at the camera, "Is there anything you want to say to your teammates? Let me think about it... Well, I hope everyone will work hard. I'm afraid that Zerol won't be able to play. Lu helps me, then I have no choice but to shrink under the tower and work hard to replenish soldiers and develop."

Then the camera focused on the mid laner Lin Yifeng. He took off his earphones and took a look at AD, and said seriously: "I think Zerol is a very good player. It is reassuring to have him in the team. Today's I think we will definitely win the game.”

Far away in the studio in S City, Liao Yi was sitting side by side with the two commentators. He was wearing the JHG team uniform. When the camera caught sight of him, he smiled and waved to the camera, with dimples on one side of his cheek , the fans waiting in the live broadcast room suffocated for a while, and the barrage instantly thickened several layers.

The screen behind the three of them is playing the front line simultaneously.

Turning around and seeing the camera sweeping over Rong Ling, Liao Yi's eyes lit up.

That person was still the same, with a hint of impatience in his brows, fierce and beautiful, making it hard to turn his eyes away.

After only a few days of separation, Liao Yi felt as if they had been separated for a lifetime.

In my mind, I tried desperately to recollect the few seconds of Rong Ling's appearance just now. I couldn't get enough of it. I couldn't wait to rush over and grab the hand of the camera, and point the camera at Rong Ling all night, close-up, medium shot, full body prospect...

"Now is the pre-match interview session. The host is interviewing our AD players." The commentator smiled and looked at his partner and Liao Yi. "To be honest, I think it's quite strange. One of the official hosts speaks German and the other speaks English. , can they understand what the other is saying?"

Another commentator joined in the music: "I don't know if they understand it or not. Anyway, I didn't understand a single sentence. There should be an interpreter at the scene... Listen to what our AD said this time?"

After AD finished speaking, Liao Yi narrowed his eyes and didn't speak.The two commentators, Honey, were silent for a few seconds, then spoke quickly, trying to clear the siege with a sentence from left to right.

"I think they must have made a private bet. It was just before the first group stage of the World Championship. At that time, there was a prize quiz to see which lane the jungler would gank first."

"I have an impression of what you said. Many people guess that God Z will help the middle lane, and some people guess that he will help the bottom lane. After all, the version of the World Championship emphasizes laning. It depends on who can win the first blood tower in the lane."

"Later in that game, I remember God Z directly gank on the top lane at 5 minutes, successfully killed the opponent's top laner, and then rushed over from the middle lane, and the three of them teamed up to push down the blue side's top lane tower."

"That's right! Let's see tonight's game, which lane God Z will gank first..."

"AD said so, I think God Z must go to the bottom lane first. Hey, God A, what do you think?"

The commentator handed the question to the guests sitting aside.

Liao Yi smiled, stared at the screen and pondered: "It's hard for me to say this, it depends on their specific tactical arrangements, and also depends on the laning situation after entering the game. Generally, if you gain an advantage in the early laning, such as playing When the opponent double moves, they may signal the jungler to go over."

"So that's the case. God A, you used to be a jungler. From a jungler's perspective, how do you evaluate the player Zerol?"

It happened that an interview with the middle laner Lin Yifeng was broadcast on the screen.

"Sure enough, are you preparing for a teamwork between the middle and the wild? Speaking of which, these two players seemed to have come from the same TGA team before they played in the LPL."

"Well, that's right, I remember that too. The two of them are in different teams and have met each other on the field. Now that they can finally be teammates in the All-Star Game, they should seize the opportunity and confess their love!" the commentator said jokingly.

Line after line of zero wind kingly brushed on the barrage.

In the studio, Liao Yi frowned.

This is his first time explaining, so he was inevitably a little nervous, but he still answered the previous question without any hesitation: "Where did we talk just now? Oh, yes, you want me to evaluate God Z...Actually I grew up watching him play."

The author has something to say: Liao Yi: My male god is loved by everyone, what should I do if there are too many rivals in love?

Today is the little bird who has turned on the fanboy mode~~~

After reading everyone's comments, hey, there must be sweetness, and now there are all kinds of sugar

I happened to write about the story of the relationship between the two recently, and everyone will know about it later.

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