Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

Liao Yi lay in the hospital for three days. On the day he returned to the base, his teammates all came to pick him up at the gate, and promised to treat him in turn to make up for him.

There was no sign of Rong Ling in the crowd.

I heard that Rong Ling is in seclusion, he trains hard day and night, and ranks crazily.

Liao Yi chuckled twice in his heart.

Retreat is an excuse, and avoiding him is probably the real purpose.

There was another dull pain in my heart.

Liao Yi fell into a familiar chair, his coat slid off his shoulders, and there was no familiar body temperature beside him, and he was empty.

Faith watched him slowly huddle up on the table with his arms folded, walked over and rubbed Liao Yi's head: "The coaches of the weekend game they reported to the emergency substitute list, and temporarily let the new Korean assistant come on, you just Go back and have a good rest, come back early. We are waiting for your Carry team."

Liao Yi looked at Shangdan weakly, and hummed softly: "...Fatty, my arm hurts."

Arm hurts, heart hurts even more.

The others took his malaise as childish coquettishness, followed upstairs to greet him and tease him with his arm.

"God A, you are injured in a bad place. If you want to masturbate at night, it may affect the operation."

"Children, please restrain yourself..."

"A support with a disabled body and a strong will is fine."

"Get out!" Liao Yi scolded with a smile, and drove them away. He let out a long sigh and leaned back on Bubor's back.

"Little Bu...help me take off my clothes."

Bubor let out a hey, frowned, turned around and carefully helped Liao Yi take off his coat and sweater sleeves.

"Does it still hurt?" Xiao Bu touched the white gauze lightly, and quickly withdrew his hand.

Liao Yi turned his back to him, closed his eyes and hummed, shook his head, not wanting to speak.

"I'll squeeze with you today, I don't want to go back." Liao Yi yawned and lay sideways on the side next to the wall.

Xiao Bu turned off the light and lay down quietly. After a while, he asked in a low voice, "Why...are you injured?"

Liao Yi lay with his back to him, and after a long time, he said, "I don't want to say."

The coaches also asked the same question, Liao Yi didn't know what Rong Ling said, he slapped haha, and said that someone snatched his mobile phone on the way home during the Chinese New Year, and he did it bravely, but was slashed.

The coach and others all looked skeptical when they heard this.

Liao Yi immediately became weak, groaning and rolling around coquettishly with his little milk voice, trying to fool the problem.He thought to himself that it was a good thing that the stick didn't hit the ground at that time, and it fell down by rubbing against his shoulder, and something from the shoulder to the elbow was pulled out by something on the stick, and the blood flowed non-stop. It sounds scary, but it's actually just a flesh wound.

The doctor sewed him up and told him to take care of him for a while.

The range of arm movements should not be too large, so neither training games nor official games have to be played.

Liao Yi has no energy every day.

The team bought a Korean support to let Liao Yi learn, just in time to support him.At the end of a few games, they lost a small game and won a big game, and the result was acceptable.

The teammates comforted the listless Liao Yi and told him to heal his injury quickly.

"The team cannot live without your vision, roaming and command."

Liao Yi was unable to play, and the task of commanding gradually shifted to the jungler.Rong Ling tensed his nerves in every training match and game, trying not to let the team lose the game due to lineup changes.

Teammates are still those people.

But it feels different.

Rong Ling tried to Gank several times in the wild and was counter-squatted, so he had to give up.He frantically pinged the map and called Liao Yi's name: "Vision, vision, vision! Why haven't the control guards in that place been cleared yet? My movements have been caught by the opponent!"

After shouting, Rong Ling immediately realized that the person sitting in the auxiliary position is a Korean, not the boy who smiles brightly, is confident when playing games, and dares to be tough with himself when he is a fledgling.

Liao Yi watched the game at the base.

When his teammates came back, he greeted Xiaobu at the door with his coat and slippers on, gave Xiaobu a one-handed hug, and patted the Korean assistant on the shoulder. At the second when Rong Ling walked up the steps with his bag on his back, Liao Yi turned his head and said nothing. He lay on Xiao Bu's body like a bone, and was dragged in by them.

Rong Ling stood where he was, lowered his head and did not speak.

After the training match in the evening, Liao Yi seriously discussed the replay with the coaching staff. Rong Ling, who was tired all day, felt very sleepy, so he packed his things early and went upstairs to take a shower.

Lying on the bed, tossing and turning but unable to fall asleep, Rong Ling stared at the ceiling, waiting quietly.

Footsteps came and went in the passage outside the door, but he didn't wait for the familiar footsteps, let alone the sound of the door opening.

I waited like this all night, lying so stiff that my whole body was numb.Rong Ling rubbed his dry eyes, hugged the pillow and turned over to bury his face in it. A ray of skylight came in from outside the window, dividing the room into two halves, bright and dark.

I lay half asleep and half awake until eleven o'clock, and it was time to do morning exercises and check in, and I checked Rank for eating and training, and another day passed like this.

Time ran forward non-stop.

Liao Yi recovered from his injury.Immediately after the thread was undone, they jumped up and down, and the team returned to the noisy atmosphere before.

The coach found that Liao Yi had become calm. It seemed that an illness or an injury allowed him to open up the two veins of Ren and Du, and his mentality changed a lot.

When the training game was not played well, he took the initiative to comfort others, pointing out what they did better, and encouraging his teammates to hold on and win.

The teammate who was ranked in a special pit when playing Rank, he shouted that he couldn't continue playing, this game is really difficult to play, and typing in the channel quickly while operating: wecanwin! believe me! together fighting!

During the weekend match, Liao Yi reappeared in people's sight.

The fans screamed and posted countless photos of the scene on Weibo. Fans who didn’t come to the scene said that God A lost weight and felt distressed after seeing the photos. Our baby suddenly grew up overnight. God A became handsome and couldn’t be anymore My brother wants to be a boyfriend...

The commentary analyzed a wave of JHG lineup adjustments in the first two weeks: "The support player who played before played in the professional league in South Korea, and there should be no problem communicating with JHG's bottom laner BUBOR in their native language. But we What I have seen is that when the Airbird player is not present, the system of the JHG team Nosuke Shuangyou has not played the original effect."

"Yes," another commentator nodded, agreeing with his point of view, "It may be that the online pressure is relatively high. The Korean support who played before spends more time with the ADC, and the frequency of wandering and warding is less. JHG's control of the map vision was greatly affected, so JHG's average time in the first two weeks of the game increased by five to 10 minutes compared to the original, and the rhythm in the middle and late stages seemed to be relatively procrastinated, giving the opponent time to narrow the economic gap."

"That's right, let's take a look at what kind of changes the returning Airbird can bring to the JHG team today!"

Today's opponents are known for their stability in the league, and they don't like to take the initiative to make troubles.They analyzed JHG's playing style in the last few games, and felt that this kind of back-and-forth rhythm between the two sides is also beneficial to them, so what BP got was a lineup that was partial to development and played in the middle and late stages.

JHG is a lineup that is face-to-face when it comes up. It is more Poke-like, and it is more irritable.

Level [-] Liao Yi took Bubor to invade the opposite jungle, made a deep eye position, and caught the opponent's jungler down to get the blue buff, and squatted in the grass for a while.Zyra's seed cooperated with Ike who came from the middle, and successfully won a blood.The bot lane duo who had heard the news from the opposite side also had their Summoner skills used and ran back to the tower in a hurry to go home early.

The commentator shook his head: "This wave of blood on the opposite side is abysmal! JHG, the God A, is really messing around. He doesn't even care that he is a squishy support, and he will attack you when he comes up. He is not cowardly at all."

"Jiela is now the first support sister, with high damage and relatively strong lane, especially her seed, it's scary to plant a few flowers. After all, the e-sports Yuan Longping... just now, the opponent can fight back. We Let’s take a look at the replay... Yes, it’s here. Oh God, this little mover, he twisted his waist to avoid the blind monk’s Q, and then twisted his waist to avoid Thresh’s hook! If the support is charged, it’s JHG We have to resist the pressure on the sidewalk..."

The fans in the audience rejoiced.

The players on the stage are engrossed.

A series of quick instructions from Liao Yi came from the earphones: "Be careful in the middle! Didn't see the blind monk! Be careful not to get kicked by him...Nice! Push the tower, push the tower... Don't rush, don't rush! Wait for a wave of pawns! "

In the end, JHG scored a clean 2:0 and continued to lead the Group B standings.

After the game, the major e-sports media and famous post bars were all talking about the support A God's strong return, JHG or your father and other topics.

Bowing and leaving the stage, Liao Yiren, tall and long-legged, took the lead to walk down with BUBOR in his arms.

Holding the peripherals, Rong Ling followed at the back of the team, listening to the beaming conversations of the manager, translator, coach and team members.He should be happy to win the game, it's better than losing.

Regarding the jungler, everyone's evaluation of Zerol's performance is mediocre.

Data can also reveal problems.

Rong Ling frowned and used the APP to watch the official game data, and his thumb swiped heavily under the raid rate.

Turning off the screen of the mobile phone, Rong Ling closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair. Sitting behind him were Xiao Bu and Liao Yi.

The two heads were very close to each other, and they were flipping through their mobile phones to read Weibo and Tieba, chatting casually.

"...What are you going to eat later?"

"Kimchi hotpot, pork belly!" Speaking of eating, Xiaobu's eyes lit up.

Liao Yi smiled and pinched his face: "You gained five catties after eating, and all your fans came to my live broadcast room to say that I helped you gain weight."

"I'm not fat!" Xiao Bu puffed up his cheeks angrily, there is still a little bit of idol burden.

Liao Yi was overjoyed.

"Then give me all the snacks, I won't get fat."

BUBOR thought hard, made a difficult choice between snacks and idol baggage, then closed his eyes and gritted his teeth: "Here you are! I'll give you all! I want to be thin, and I'll give you the fat."

FAITH heard them talking about food, stretched his arms on the back of the chair and waved: "The listener has a share, little bird, remember to give me half of the snacks!"

"No." Liao Yi was protective, stroking the soft curly hair on BUBOR's head, "I sold my looks to sleep with Xiaobu in exchange for it. Go to sleep if you want."

Xiao Bu understood, he stared at FAITH, and shook his head in horror: "No, no FAITH, I only want Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi sleeps with me, no one else."

... sleep you paralyzed ah!

Rong Ling pressed the center of his eyebrows, and his temples throbbed with pain.

He couldn't control the picture in his mind, every frame was the scene of Liao Yi embracing BUBOR from behind.

The pale golden sunshine gently sprinkled on them, like a dream, beautiful and perfect.

Taking a deep breath, Rong Ling lowered his head and bit the back of his hand hard.

Leaves a deep and clear tooth mark.

The author has something to say: Ask:

Did you sprinkle sugar today?

The author thinks there is sugar... (shamelessly drifting away)

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A little angel said that he missed yesterday's small theater, and sighed, then I will make it up for you today

*Little theater from the last chapter*

Liao Yi: Doesn't your conscience hurt?

Rong Ling: No, my conscience is made of iron, not only does it not hurt, but it is also alive and kicking

Liao Yi: ... I'm not fighting with you to post emoji = dish =!

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【Today's Small Theater】

Liao Yi tilted his body and fell into the chair, turned around half a circle, his gaze happened to catch Rong Ling's hand resting on the table.

more red marks

Liao Yi frowned, turned the chair back in the opposite direction, and took a few more glances by the way.

It seems to be tooth marks... who bit it?

As soon as he opened his mouth to ask, Liao Yi stopped immediately and quickly wiped away the distress in his eyes

He thought viciously in his heart: It deserves it!Let go!Why not bite harder?

After qualifying for a while, Liao Yi couldn't sit still and ran out. After a while, the translator Ah Tong walked into the training room and threw a bottle of iodophor on Rong Ling's desk

Rong Ling picked it up, with question marks all over his head: What is this?

Ah Tong pointed to his hand: Disinfect quickly

Rong Ling: ... oh

Liao Yi said suddenly from the side: Beware of rabies

Rong Ling was taken aback when he heard this, and then became furious: Who do you call a dog? !