Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

Rong Ling lingered behind the door for a long time, and finally heard familiar footsteps.

Unlike other people, Liao Yi is always full of vigor and brisk steps when he walks.Rong Ling recognized him immediately.Taking a deep breath, Rong Ling silently counted down in his heart.

5、4、3、2、1。

Opening the door, the eyes of Rong Ling and Liao Yi collided.

Liao Yi was caught off guard, panic flashed in his eyes, he quickly regained his composure, and the remaining smile on his face was wiped away.

"Is something wrong?"

Rong Ling walked out of the room, holding the doorknob behind his back with one hand, he bit his back molars, and lifted the object in the other hand.

"your clothes."

Liao Yi didn't answer, he stood at the stairs and looked at Rong Ling.

"You..." Rong Ling frowned, he cleared his throat and continued, "It's time for you to change your clothes."

Looking down at himself, Liao Yi said, "It's okay, Xiaobu always likes to buy clothes that are one size bigger, and I can also wear them, so I took a few from him."

Rong Ling couldn't accept these words.

He stood at the door of the room, his brows furrowed, his eyes lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.

Liao Yi took the opportunity to stare at him.

After being silent for a while, Rong Ling nodded: "Okay, then...do you lack anything else?"

"No need!" Liao Yi said quickly, and the moment Rong Ling looked at him, he turned his face away, scratched his head, and laughed a few times: "Xiao Bu's everything is quite complete, there is nothing wrong for now. Indispensable."

"Then... okay." Rong Ling nodded again, he pushed open the door behind him, and retreated into the room step by step, "You go to bed early."

"Good night."

Close the door and lock it.

Rong Ling crouched behind the door with his head in his arms.

In the corridor, the smile on Liao Yi's face instantly collapsed. He pressed the corners of his eyes hard, adjusted his expression, walked two steps towards the door of the dormitory and stopped, and finally turned his head and went deep into the corridor.

Xiaobu's room has two beds, one is a double bed and the other is a single bed.

Seeing Liao Yi coming in, the Korean assistants and Xiao Bu, who got together to post their INS, raised their heads and greeted him.

Liao Yi squeezed out a smile and smiled at them, turned over and climbed onto the single bed, staring at the crack on the ceiling with his arms under his head in a daze.

Xiaobu and the South Korean assistant fell asleep.

Liao Yi couldn't sleep, he tossed and turned, and the bed board made creaking noises.

Xiao Bu asked sleepily, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

After a while, Liao Yi put on the hooded sweater and climbed out of bed neatly, and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I disturbed you? Go back to sleep."

"where are you going?"

"Training room."

When he fell asleep, all the swaying faces in his dream were Rong Ling's face. Liao Yi had endured so much pain in normal times, so he didn't want to suffer so badly in his dream.

Don't sleep at all.

If you concentrate on playing the game, you can think about him less.

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The Spring Split continued, and the teams that had undergone changes in the lineup during the transfer period experienced several months of running-in. With the changes in the version, the competition on the standings became more intense.

Although JHG temporarily led Group B, they did not relax because of it.

Their goal is the championship.

The sword refers to the MSI Mid-Season Invitational.

During a lot of training, the window was covered with greenery unknowingly, the wind blowing on the body was a bit less harsh, and the warm spring light shone on people.

After Liao Yi finished a round of RANK, he stretched, kicked on the chair, and skilfully slid to BUBOR's side, resting his head in the pocket of Xiaobu's shoulder to watch him concentrate on practicing the last knife.

While going back to the city to buy equipment, Rong Ling turned his head and glanced at them.

It's been almost two months.

In the past two months, Liao Yi hardly spoke to him, nor did he go back to the dormitory.In their room, the other bed was always empty.Except for training and competitions, Liao Yi spent all his time in Xiaobu's dormitory, and he was inseparable from Bubor every day, from the training room to the arena, and then to the dormitory...

The two members of the bottom lane team have a good relationship, and the team is happy to see its success from top to bottom.

Even the coach often jokes about their relationship.

Others say that JHG's bot lane teamwork is tacit, and its laning strength is second to none. It seems that it has become the best bot lane in the league. No team dares to take it lightly. A tower was quickly snowballed.

In the version that is not very friendly to ADC, JHG can always take the lead in opening the situation from the bottom lane, and everyone attributes the credit to the chemical reaction between ADC and support.

Every time he sees their tacit understanding and the smile in their eyes, Rong Ling will subconsciously turn his head, not daring to linger for a second longer.

During this time they flew abroad to participate in an international competition.

There are wins and losses, and finally achieved No.3 results.

Rong Zero was not satisfied.

He felt they could have gone further.

And he thinks the problem lies with himself, with the jungler.

Throughout the Spring Split, the brilliance of the No. [-] jungler in China seemed to have completely faded, and his performance was quite satisfactory, neither too good nor too bad.

Some netizens gave him a nickname: punching jungler.

Rong Ling knew that something was wrong with his state, but the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't find a solution to the problem.

The only thing that can be done is to persevere in training.

He got rid of the habit of sleeping until noon, and showed up in the training room at six or seven every morning.

The lights were on in the training room, but no one else was there.

After Rong Ling sat down, he turned the chair around and stared at the position beside him. After a while, he leaned forward and his fingertips quickly passed over the chair.

There is still a little bit of warmth left.

Not long ago, someone sat here playing RANK for an entire night.

His head hurt a little, Rong Ling grabbed the cup and took a sip of tea, and let out a slow breath.

Liao Yi's alienated attitude made him upset, and Rong Ling knew it was his own fault, so he didn't say anything, and swallowed all the unspeakable words and sighed together.

He just wants to play the game well now, life is already depressing enough, only winning the game can give him a sliver of comfort, and make Rong Ling feel that the decision he made is correct.

After noon, the teammates came to the training room one after another.

I just finished the game on the weekend, and today I have a day off, and everyone is lazy.Liao Yi turned on the live broadcast, turned off the camera, and played music to rank.

Xiao Bu is keen on learning Chinese and interacting with fans through bullet chatting. He watched the bullet chatting happily for a while, leaned over to Liao Yi, pointed at his screen and asked, "Why don't you turn on the camera?"

Liao Yi turned his head and sneezed, rubbed his nose, and said softly, "I don't want to."

The translator Ah Tong asked with concern: "Are you catching a cold again?"

"No, it's not a cold... it's just a bad nose." Liao Yi frowned, looked at his teammates' records, felt that this round was not reliable, and was hesitating whether to sacrifice points or not.

Rong Ling glanced out the window, and remembered that he had read in the materials that chronic rhinitis was more likely to attack when the seasons changed.

After listening to the sound of sneezing and blowing nose all afternoon and all night, Rong Ling frowned more and more.

"Hey, it's so annoying. I don't want to play anymore. What's going on today? I keep getting points in the opposite direction." Liao Yi pushed the keyboard away and slumped in the chair. He was already a fish without dreams.

"Then you go to bed." HANK said without looking up.

Liao Yi stood up and jumped, drank water and watched BUBOR's RANK for a while, feeling quite bored, so he turned off the live broadcast, and climbed upstairs unsteadily.

The lights in the hallway of the dormitory were not on, so Liao Yi slowed down, leaning on the wall and groping for the switch.

His arm was suddenly pulled violently, Liao Yi was pulled into the room without any precautions.

"Damn!" Seeing Rong Ling's face clearly, Liao Yi heaved a sigh of relief, "Scared me, I almost punched you in the face."

He shook his hand, turned to look at the door panel, and didn't make another sound.

Rong Ling turned on the light, went to the table, looked through it, and threw something into his arms.

"Take it."

"What?" Liao Yi frantically fished it out, it was a small square box, drops for rhinitis.

Seeing the words printed on the box clearly, Liao Yi couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, sweet, bitter, sour, seemed to have a little bit of it all, rushing up and squeezing his nose sour.Pushing down the surging things, Liao Yi leaned against the door and threw the cardboard box in his hand. He lowered his head and said "Thank you".

Rong Ling sat at the table with his back to him, and said in a cold tone, "You're welcome. I'm so annoying to hear you sneeze all night."

"Oh." Liao Yi said, "I'm sorry."

Neither of the two made a sound, most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.Liao Yi couldn't help being irritable, he stood up straight: "Then I'm leaving." As he said that, he had already put his hand on the doorknob.

"Go?" Rong Ling turned around and stared at him coldly, "This is your dormitory, your room, where do you want to go?"

"Go to Xiao Bu and the others..."

Rong Ling interrupted him very rudely: "It's been two months, Liao Yi."

"what?"

"I gave you two months, and you still haven't had enough trouble?" Rong Ling suppressed his impatience, and glanced at him, "Aren't you afraid to live in the same room with me?"

These words seem familiar.

When Rong Ling first came here, Liao Yi used this sentence to mobilize his army, and inspired him to agree to live in this dormitory.

Now this sentence was slammed into Liao Yi's face by Rong Ling intact.

Liao Yi's expression changed for a while.

To be honest, my face hurts a bit.

He retorted in a muffled voice: "Who said I dare not?"

"Then prove it to me."

"..."

Rong Ling added another sentence: "If you can't do it, don't force it, anyway, I know you are cowardly."

These words completely ignited the evil fire in Liao Yi's heart, and it burned him out of reason.He strode forward, put his hands on the table, and stared at Rong Ling with anger: "I'm not cowardly! Didn't I just come back to live? Just wait, I'll move back now!"

do as promised.

Half an hour later, there was a snoring sound in the room.One after another, it's kind of annoying.

Rong Ling turned over on the bed, touched the pillow and smashed it.

The snoring subsided.

After a while, it rang again.

Rong Ling pulled up the quilt to cover his head, turned his back to the other bed, and raised the corners of his mouth.

The author has something to say: I told you that I am a real mother

I can't bear to let the two of them torture each other for too long

Quick, open your mouth and eat candy!

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Liao Yi: zzzzzz

Rong Ling: I'm so annoying, just find something to block the bird's nostrils!

So when Liao Yi woke up in the morning, he found that his head was covered by Rong Ling's coat

Every breath, the alveoli are filled with the smell of Rong Zero

Happiness came a little too suddenly, Liao Yi was a little dizzy, and hugging Rong Ling's coat secretly masturbated

Rong Ling went back to the house and searched for a long time, only to find that his coat was hanging in the bathroom, dripping water dripping down

Rong Ling was so angry that his hands shook, he pointed at Liao Yi's nose and scolded: You idiot!My clothes can't be washed in the washing machine!

Liao Yi opened his mouth and didn't dare to speak...