Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

After everyone exchanged a wave of news about the transfer and other teams, the training room returned to the usual rhythm, supplementing the live broadcast, supplementing the live broadcast, and silently playing rank.

"Xiao Niao, you haven't made up the live broadcast time yet?"

Liao Yi yelled: "I don't know either, I have to ask Ah Tong. How long is it between me, Ah Tong?"

"You figure it out for yourself."

"It's annoying, the live broadcast is boring, I don't know how long I've been broadcasting..."

"Not counting today," Rong Ling propped his chin and stared at the screen, "it has been broadcast for 22 hours."

After getting the answer, Liao Yi sighed and turned on the camera, which broadcast live until midnight.

After turning off the live broadcast and returning to the dormitory, he saw Rong Ling leaning on the bedside and playing with his mobile phone by the desk lamp.

Seeing Liao Yi coming in, Rong Ling put away his phone and pretended to sleep.

Liao Yi quickly washed up, and was about to throw off the quilt and get in.

Rong Ling grabbed the corner of the quilt and gave him a blank look: "Let go."

"Zero..." Liao Yi dragged his voice, showing the expression of a poor puppy.

But this time Rong Ling was unmoved, he made up his mind not to give Liao Yi any chance to make progress.

The two stalemate for a while, Liao Yi sighed: "Okay, okay, I won't bother you, I'll go back to sleep."

Hearing his footsteps leaving, Rong Ling secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

What happened in the past few days was just like the rhythm of Liao Yi's previous jungler, which was so fast that he couldn't handle it, and he had already been ganked by him at the second level before he had time to react.

defeat.

anxiety.

and restlessness.

There are some things that Rong Ling has been reluctant to think about, he can't accept, he has always been deeply disgusted with himself like this.If he thinks deeper, the nightmare buried in his memory will haunt him again.

Wrapped in a thick quilt and the electric blanket that Liao Yi specially spread, Rong Ling broke out in a cold sweat.

After turning off the light, Liao Yi lay on the bed. He turned over and looked towards Rong Ling's bed.

"zero."

"..."

"I found something tonight-you actually care about me."

"Huh?" Rong Ling was at a loss.

The night was like water, Liao Yi's smile was more gentle than usual, and there was a kind of maturity and tolerance in his eyes that didn't match his age.

Rong Ling's heart skipped half a beat.

"It's okay, go to sleep." Liao Yi lowered his voice and comforted him, "A training match is arranged for tomorrow, come on."

For some reason, Rong Ling naturally remembered what the manager Xiaotian said: "...Even though Liao Yi is the youngest in the team, he is actually quite reliable and good at taking care of others, unlike his silly and sweet image. Same."

He has known these things for a long time, but every time he finds a different expression from Liao Yi's body, Rong Ling's heart beats faster and his thoughts are full of thoughts.

There are many things hidden in my heart, I thought I would suffer from insomnia all night, but it didn't take long for Rong Ling to fall asleep, and he slept without dreams until noon the next day.

The training schedule is very full. In the past, professional players may only play one BO3 game a day, but now it is at least three BO3 games a day.After the training match, everyone was too tired to talk, and the coach didn't intend to let them go. After the review and analysis, it was completely dark.

Rong Ling frowned, took a cigarette and walked out, Liao Yi caught up and patted him on the shoulder.

"Wait for me, I'll be with you." After speaking, he turned his head to look at the others, "What do you want to eat? The two of us will bring you something back when we go out."

The training match was not very good, Rong Ling couldn't feel better, and he didn't speak all the way.

Liao Yi didn't have anything to say as usual.

The shadows of the two were elongated by the street lights one after the other.

The words the coach said were not serious, but they were enough to make Rong Ling feel uncomfortable.He didn't know why he was empty in key team battles, and he didn't know why he was beaten up in training games.

No rhythm, no coordination.

One word: dishes.

Although the others didn't say anything, Rong Ling didn't want to stay in the training room for a minute.

Just like this, he is still the number one jungler in China, no wonder he will be reduced to a substitute in GES.He wondered what the trolls would say if they were there.It's already very unhappy if you don't play well, and it will be even more angry if you are sprayed by others.

Rong Ling didn't want to talk when he didn't perform well, and he felt depressed.He was like this when he was at GES before, making other people afraid to speak out. Even if he won the game in the end, it was like attending a funeral.

Coming to JHG, Rong Ling was particularly eager to let others recognize him and prove that the club did not buy the wrong person.

As a result, the training match was like shit!

Stopping in front of the roadside flower garden, Rong Ling kicked an empty soda can away.

The sound of the cans falling to the ground can be heard very far in the quiet night.

Liao Yi was taken aback, he rushed forward a few steps, and grabbed Rong Ling's arm forcefully.

"What are you doing?"

Rong Ling glanced at him, and waved him away impatiently: "Fuck, let go! Leave me alone!"

"If I don't care about you, no one will care about you!" Liao Yi shouted, hugging him by the waist.

Rong Ling blinked after his toes were a few centimeters off the ground, a little unbelievable that he was actually picked up by someone!

The force coming from his waist was so tight that he could feel that he would be strangled so hard to breathe. He coughed a few times and patted Liao Yi's arm: "Fucking... I'll do it! Let me down."

"Don't let me go!" Liao Yi was very determined, just hugging him like this, turned around and walked back, "If you are unhappy, you can hit me, anywhere except your face."

Rong Ling was stunned.

"...It's not impossible to slap your face, but I'm afraid that other people will misunderstand." Liao Yi frowned slightly, and lowered his voice, "I don't want them to treat you that way."

"What did you misunderstand me?"

"I misunderstood that you were impulsive and hit people when you disagreed with me..." Liao Yifei glanced at him quickly, "That's not the real you."

Rong Ling's hand pushing Liao Yi's shoulder stopped.

He has always had a bad reputation. It used to be said that he was arrogant and didn't get along well with others.Later, it became arbitrarily domineering, being a team bully in the team, and scolding whenever there was a disagreement.Until the last suspension happened, people described him as a simple-minded and impulsive violent element.

Many fans turned black because of this.

This kind of "God Z" is completely different from the shy, quiet, slow-tempered and abstinent Gaoling Hua in their minds. The human design collapsed, and their hearts were broken.

Rong Ling said that he didn't care, but in fact he cared a lot and wanted to know how he looked in the eyes of others.He used his mobile phone to look through the comments about himself in the major e-sports media, and also searched his ID on Weibo to read all kinds of comments from fans.

In addition to training hard, professional players also need to exercise their mentality.Now the whole environment is full of trolls, rhythmic nonsensical remarks, and the pressure of public opinion from all sides can force players to retire alive.

It takes a lot of confidence to play professionally.

Without confidence, the game will always lose.Even if the player's own strength is still there and he can still play, he will not believe in himself, the more he plays, the worse he plays, and then... the only way to go is to retire.

In fact, they are just young people in their early teens and early 20s. Apart from playing games a little better, they are no different from ordinary people of the same age.

"You push yourself too hard." Liao Yi put Rong Ling down, pressed his shoulders hard with both hands, lowered his head, and lightly bumped his forehead, "No one blames you, Ling. This is not alone In this game, if you lose, you can’t blame yourself, each of us has made mistakes and is responsible.”

Rong Ling's eyes were slightly red, he bit his lip hard, his chest heaving uncontrollably.

"It's just a training match," Liao Yi laughed, rubbing Rong Ling's head, imitating the actions he usually does to himself, "Everyone work hard together, cooperate well, and it will be fine when the match officially starts."

From that day on, Rong Ling trained even harder.

The rank records are densely packed, from late night to early morning.

After Liao Yi forcibly dragged him into the duo for a while, he didn't know who tricked the other. Anyway, something must have happened to them in duo.

So Rong Ling rejected Liao Yi coldly, and threw him to BUBOR who had been empty and cold for a long time.

"You two couples in the bottom lane should cooperate well, don't bother me, I will solo by myself."

Liao Yi opened his mouth, wanted to say something but didn't say anything, turned around and was dragged into the car by BUBOR with no expression on his face.Poor Xiaobu was abandoned by his own assistant during this period of time. He was alone in the vast sea of ​​people. He had encountered good assistants, but he was often tricked by passers-by.Now riding a double-row bicycle, like a wild dog running free, happily ran to the lane, crazily suppressed the opponent's bottom lane, and rushed up to fight a wave of fierce duels after grabbing level 2.

Although he was not in a good mood, Liao Yi still did not forget his duty to protect the AD. Not only did he take good care of the rampaging BUBOR, but he also played more viciously than usual. A support got more kills than a mid laner.

Teammate A: Meow meow? ? ?

Teammate B: I may have encountered a fake support

Teammate C: Our tactics are awesome, double AD!The other side doesn't know which one to target, hahaha!

After two days of double queuing with BUBOR, Liao Yi was successfully promoted to the king.

The king couldn't play in duo, and BUBOR's soft and cute complaints echoed in the training room every day, and everyone could hear him and Liao Yi fighting in the live broadcast room.

Fans said that JHG's bottom lane combination is too cute, and both of them grew up eating cute beans.

Swiping Weibo to see various emoticons and animations of fan P, Rong Zero opened a screenshot of Liao Yi and zoomed in for a long time. When he came back to his senses, he found that he had unconsciously right-clicked and saved a bunch of Liao Yi's emoticons... …

Delete it, sorry.

Don't delete it, I feel a little ashamed.

After secretly looking left and right for a while, Rong Ling cleared his throat, calmly turned off the phone screen, and continued to line up for a round.

Recently his RANK has been poisonous, either because of the problems with the teammates he encountered, or with the selection of the lineup.If there is no problem, then everyone in the opposite row will carry and fly.

Click on his record to see, Rong Ling is very tired.

At 20 minutes into this round, Rong Ling was about to vote, and his teammates sent one by one, but he couldn't handle it!But his teammates were unwilling to vote, and the base crystal exploded like a chronic suicide.

Exiting, Rong Ling took a deep breath, his head ached badly.

It's already two o'clock in the middle of the night, e-sports didn't go to bed early, and most of the players who are still playing Hanbok are professional players.

The penguin icon in the lower right corner twitched crazily, and Rong Zero clicked on the message, which was a message.

I'm going to fight JHG in the first game, I'm so scared, God Z is merciful [poor]

This person's team was JHG's opponent in the first match of the Spring Split. Rong Ling looked through his friend list and forgot when he added this person.The opponent is also a mid laner. As a veteran player, he has played for many years, and he often gives people the illusion that he is very old.

In fact, this person is one year younger than Rong Ling.

Rong Ling looked at the date and sent a message back: Happy birthday [cake]

The other party was online, a little flattered: Thank you! God Z, how do you know it's my birthday?

Koukou had a friend's birthday reminder... Rong Ling felt that it would be better not to tell him about such things, so he silently responded with a smile and closed the chat window.

It was another sleepless night, staying up until dawn outside the window, Rong Ling slumped in the chair and stretched himself.

Sitting stiff all over, he rubbed his neck, moved his shoulders and arms, and slowly returned to the dormitory.

A very well-known old Chinese doctor was invited to visit the base every three days.Rong Ling felt that all the joints in his body were creaking like rusty gears, and he planned to go to the doctor tomorrow afternoon for acupuncture and massage.

Back in the room, Rong Ling found that Liao Yi hadn't slept yet, and was leaning against the bedside to play with his mobile phone.

He asked in surprise, "Did you stay up all night?"

Liao Yi rubbed his eyes: "Mm... so sleepy, I can't open my eyes..."

"Then stop playing with your phone and go to sleep." Rong Ling plugged his phone into the charging cable, threw it on the table, took his things and went to the bathroom to wash up, through the sound of rushing water, Rong Ling vaguely heard what Liao Yi said What, but couldn't hear it.

After hastily wiping his face and brushing his teeth, he came out with a wet face, squinted his eyes and asked, "What did you just say?"

"I searched on Weibo, and found that some fans are very strange. They write some strange articles in a place of LFO or LOF." Liao Yi shook his phone and yawned, "The protagonists in it are you and The mid laner of your GES also has me and Xiaobu..."

Rong Ling was taken aback, and his words were a little awkward: "Then... what is written on it?"

"I didn't look at it very carefully," Liao Yi turned over and lay down on the pillow, his voice became more muffled and soft, "I also found a lot of videos edited and made by fans, and they were very well done. I watched them for a long time."

Rong Ling didn't say a word, he stood by his bed and wiped his face with a towel.

"Zero, you and your previous mid laner... don't you have a good relationship?"

The author has something to say: Rong Ling secretly took out his phone and quickly deleted his browsing history:

LXX-Author Anonymous-Title "Days ♂ Days and Nights of My Jungler and I" (props play, high hi, enter with caution)

LM-Author Anonymous-Title "Fuck the opponent's jungler" (a lot of meat, including the plot of training ♂, don't like to enter with caution)

POPO-Author Anonymous-Title "The operation depends on the waves: the daily life of two junglers" (abuse first and then torture the heart, the meat is juicy waves)

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↑↑↑ Do you guess that the above paragraph is a spoof of the author's self-indulgence, or is it a real exposition? (raise eyebrows and wink)