Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

Invite yourself to their team?

Rong Ling never thought that Lin Yifeng was going to talk about this matter, so he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

"Recently there have been a lot of news about transfers, but there has been no news about you." Lin Yifeng was a little afraid to meet Rong Ling's eyes, he turned his face away, "I know there must be many teams that want to poach you, our club is relatively poor ,Compared to a wealthy club like GES, I'm afraid..."

Rong Ling interrupted him.

"Thank you."

When Lin Yifeng raised his head expectantly, Rong Ling told him calmly: "But I won't join your team."

"why?"

Seeing the surprised expression on Lin Yifeng's face, Rong Ling sighed inwardly.

The inexplicable and unexplainable messes that happened with the GES club caused him to still not officially sign a contract with JHG. He overheard the manager Xiaotian and the others mentioning it. It seems that GES deliberately made things difficult and delayed, and refused to let go...

After the All-Star Game, the transfer period will end soon.

By that time if he hasn't been able to sign with JHG, he won't be able to register as a JHG player for the next season, the whole season, no, maybe his entire career will be ruined.

These things weighed on Rong Ling's chest, making him unable to breathe.

But he said nothing.

You can't say that to your former teammates.

"Did your team's jungler renew his contract?" Rong Ling smiled, "He came from your club's youth training and has a strong sense of belonging to the club. Moreover, your team's current lineup has been adjusted for a year, so there is no need For me, an outsider, erase all the hard work of more than a year and start all over again."

Lin Yifeng was silent for a while, then he laughed softly: "Rong Ling, I've known you for so many years, this is the first time I've heard you tell me such a long series of words. It's really not like you."

It's not like you.

Rong Ling also smiled, put his hands in his pockets, and held them tightly before releasing them.

Lin Yifeng turned his head to look at the venue not far away, and the noise of the crowd after the venue was blown over by the wind.

"You're right," Lin Yifeng scratched his head, "Our team's lineup is quite stable now... I'm just worried about you, and I'm afraid that if your character goes to other places and accidentally offends a bunch of people, then ..."

"I think you're just full and have nothing to do, just worrying about it." Rong Ling interrupted him unceremoniously.

Lin Yifeng giggled silly.

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

"If you are really good at it, don't make enemies everywhere..." Lin Yifeng whispered.

Rong Ling hummed and stared at him: "Who are you talking about making enemies? Also, you said just now that you wanted to recruit me to your team. Does the CEO of your club know about this?"

"This, this...well..." Lin Yifeng took a few steps back guiltily, then turned around and ran away suddenly, "I remembered that there are still things that I haven't taken back with me!"

Rong Ling shook his head, then heaved a long sigh.

One day without signing a contract, one day without an official announcement, there is no way to feel at ease.There is no way to start with my own plans and plans, and I have to hide everything for the time being, otherwise what will I do if I get slapped in the face in the future?Rong Ling is used to thinking too much about everything, and he himself knows that this is not good, but he has no choice but to rely on himself, no one can count on it, and if he makes a wrong step, he will not be able to turn back.

Thinking about the transfer all the time, Rong Ling was in a daze for the next few days, and it was the last day of the game without feeling anything.

In the 1V1 SOLO match, he was eliminated on the third day.

When he was free, Rong Ling took his mobile phone to check the comments on the Internet. Most people didn't report any hope for him. Originally, the jungler didn't put much emphasis on the basic skills of laning and last attack. It's not surprising that he lost.

Rong Ling still remembered that when GES was defeated in the X Cup final, and then the news that the jungler Zerol was banned for fighting with the National People's Congress in the lounge, all the voices of dissatisfaction flooded towards him.

Say anything.

A lot of people turned black with zero fans.

This group is more terrifying than ordinary trolls.

As much as I liked it before, it becomes as ruthless as it gets black.They wished they could strip off Rong Ling's underpants, hang a badge of shame around his neck, and drag him out to parade in the streets.

When GES officially announced the jungler Zerol's departure from the team, those black and white people expressed their joy, praising the club's wise decision-making, driving away the cancer and team bullying, clearing up the atmosphere in the team, and looking forward to the new season of the GES team taking off.

As for where Rong Ling will go?Not many people really care.

Coming to the All-Star Game, Rong Ling seemed indifferent on the surface, but he was actually under a lot of pressure.

He knew that if he behaved a little worse, he would be sprayed as a dog immediately.

In every game, he was trembling and nervous to play.

To tell the truth, very tired.

The entertainment-oriented All-Star Game didn't entertain him at all.

After pressing the corners of his eyes a few times, Rong Ling raised his head and leaned back.

I'm relieved after today's game.

Finally able to go back.

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In S City, in the studio, Liao Yi appeared on the commentary stage again wearing a team uniform.

Compared with the first day, Liao Yi's gestures are a little more calm and confident, and the interaction with the two commentators is also very natural.

"Today is the last day of the All-Stars, and it is also the last day of commentary for our God A." The commentator looked at Liao Yi with a smile, "There are a lot of fans who leave messages under my Weibo these days, and they all like your commentary. They are all praising you. God A, how much do you rate yourself?"

"If the full score is [-] points, then I... give myself [-] points." Liao Yi said in a deep voice, and smiled embarrassedly after speaking.

"How do you feel about being an interpreter?"

"It's quite interesting. Sitting here watching the game, you have to say what you think of while watching, and you have to organize your language in time," Liao Yi said in a calm voice, "It's a very special event for me. Experience."

"Many fans like to listen to your commentary very much. They said that God A will not play professionally in the future, so he must come to be a commentator." The commentator joked, "Our God A has both good looks and strength, and he can explain so well. , let the rest of us live!"

Liao Yi smiled heartily: "Don't worry, I love playing professionally more than commentating, and I won't come to steal your jobs."

The commentator patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good."

"Let's watch the game," Liao Yi brought the topic back. "Today we will decide the final winner, and see whether the ice team wins or the fire team wins."

"Current points..."

The two commentators analyzed and summarized the battle situation, and explained it to the audience who hadn't watched the live broadcast a few days ago.

The camera panned over calmly, Liao Yi narrowed his eyes.

Zero seems to have lost weight.

It's not like, it's thinner.

And he looked a little absent-minded.

Liao Yi's heart suddenly rose.

For the rest of the commentary time, Liao Yi didn't know how he survived, and he didn't know whether his restless appearance was seen by the audience.As soon as the live broadcast ended, he jumped up like a fire under his ass, bowed hurriedly to the staff, commentator, and director, and trotted out of the studio.

While smoking a cigarette in the corridor, Ah Tong, who was waiting for his translator, was hit by Liao Yi.

"Hey? Little bird, why are you going?"

"Where's my cell phone?" Liao Yi slammed on the brakes, ran back and grabbed A Tong's arm, staring into his eyes and asking.

A Tong was taken aback by Liao Yi's appearance, and also became nervous, touched his body: "I don't seem to have it with me, am I in the room where I changed clothes and put on makeup?"

Liao Yi clicked his tongue impatiently, shook off Ah Tong, ran over and searched for the phone for a long time, without even thinking about it, pressed his finger on the call button, and the phone was dialed immediately.

After winning the game, as usual, there are group interviews and individual interviews after the game.

Rong Ling was dragged back and forth with a numb face and asked a bunch of questions, he yawned in the middle of answering, while waiting for others, he rolled up with his backpack in his arms, curled up in a chair in the corner and just slept like this caught.

Woke up by the team staff, Rong Ling climbed onto the bus in a drowsy state, occupying the last row, planning to change to a comfortable position and continue to sleep.

Lin Yifeng lay on the back of the chair, patted Rong Ling's arm: "Your phone keeps ringing, why don't you answer it?"

Taking out the phone from the bag, seeing the caller ID clearly, Rong Ling slipped his palm and almost dropped the phone.

"Pick it up," Lin Yifeng looked at Rong Ling strangely, "I've been calling you, maybe there's something urgent."

Rong Ling stared at the phone for a while, and when he heard this, he curled his lips and muttered: "There must be nothing urgent."

In the end he didn't answer.

Turning the mobile phone to silent, stuffing it in the backpack, resting his head on the bag, Rong Ling lay on the last stretch thinking about it for a long time, then slowly reached into the pocket of his coat, touched that thing, and raised his lips.

Anyway, see you soon.

Liao Yi lay on the railing of the roof, holding the phone that had run out of battery, and sighed.

It was empty and quiet on the roof, completely different from the busy atmosphere of the previous studios and dressing rooms.

He rubbed his hair, feeling tired like a sea wave, slowly surging up.

The translator Ah Tong climbed up the stairs, panting for a long time with his hands on his knees, and shouted in the direction of Liao Yi: "Can I go? How long will you have to blow the cold wind on the roof alone? You will catch a cold!"

"Oh, good." Liao Yi put away his phone, "Let's go back."

On the way back, Liao Yi leaned in the back seat, closed his eyes and listened to Ah Tong's nagging: "...At first they said they wanted you to be the guest on the first day, but after seeing the online response was very good, they added a last Commentary for two games a day. You stayed up all night last night memorizing materials and watching commentary videos, hey, you are not tired, I am tired from being with you."

It is very tiring. Liao Yi is used to doing everything to the best. Although he is a guest, he can sit quietly beside him as a mascot throughout the whole process, and he can just smile and attract fans.But he didn't want to miss any chance -- the chance to comment on Rong Ling's game in the studio.

That would make him feel that the distance between himself and Rong Ling was a little closer.

After winning the game, Liao Yiting was happy for Rong Ling and the others. I don't know if they are attending the celebration banquet after the game... It should be soon. After the game, eat and drink and stay for a day or two, Rong Ling should be back.

Thinking of this, Liao Yi's mood suddenly rose.

But Rong Ling didn't answer his call, and Liao Yi's mood suddenly plummeted.

It doesn't matter, it's the same when Rong Ling comes back to say those words.

So his mood rose again.

Just like that, it went up and down, down and up again, tossing back and forth for a few days, Liao Yi heard from the manager Xiaotian that Rong Ling and the others had already boarded the return plane.

Liao Yi threw the mouse away, rushed back to the room, took a shower, changed his clothes, and rushed to the airport in time.

The author has something to say: In fact, Rong Ling has a bad temper and is not very good at being a human being, but those who have played with him will feel——

This man's strength is not black

Rong Ling's attitude towards these people is very simple: come, come, fight, and after the fight, let you bow your head to the jungler father

Really strong, can

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It's almost time for a holiday, and today all the members of our team are on their way home one after another

I was happily watching the head teacher’s outdoor live broadcast in the live broadcast room, and I almost forgot to update it.

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Notify the little angels in advance:

Tomorrow the author will go home and stay on the high-speed rail during the day, maybe the signal will not be particularly good

Then the update may be a little later, how about moving it to night?

Thank you for your understanding, everyone!