Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

"Why are you angry?"

"I'm not angry!" Liao Yi yelled under his breath, and after he finished yelling, he tightened his mouth, turned his head to the side and stopped talking.

Rong Ling looked up at the driver, sighed, and didn't continue to ask.

He has the right to regard this as the privilege of a "child". He is moody and can't care about it. What else can he do except pamper him?

It was quite late when we returned to the base, the coach gave them a few words of training, and kicked the two of them back to the training room, where they played three training games with others.

It's about to enter the playoffs, and most teams are trying their best to grab points.

JHG is currently ranked No. [-] in Group B, and will definitely enter the playoffs. Compared with the relatively lower teams in each group, their mentality is relatively relaxed. Except for training games, the players will start live broadcasts, and occasionally encounter VPN explosions. I ran back to play the national server... The time just turned one page after another, and soon it was the match day.

There are still four games before the end of the regular season, and JHG is facing the bottom-ranked team in Group B.

Before the game, everyone was sure that JHG could take the opponent lightly and win consecutive victories. After all, the gap in strength is obvious.

However, the result of the game was beyond everyone's expectations.

JHG lost.

0:2, the loss was clean and tidy.

Netizens who pay attention to e-sports and League of Legends are all very surprised. JHG quickly entered the top ten real-time hot searches on Weibo, and there are voices of discussion everywhere.

Some people said that they couldn't understand JHG's lineup, and said that JHG wanted to play snakes and then played off.

Some also said that JHG didn't play JHG at all, accusing them of not being able to snowball, team battles were out of touch, and for no reason they went to fight the ancient dragon, but the dragon ruined their lives.

There are many people who gloat.

Seeing JHG capsized in the gutter, a group of people who wanted to spray but couldn't find a place to spray on weekdays suddenly climaxed.

Weibo, Zhangmeng, Jiawan, Xiaoe-sports and other APPs were in a scuffle, and trolls and fans were in a frenzy. However, a post suddenly appeared on a certain e-sports post bar under the name of "rational discussion, rational sharing".

The posting name is simple and rude: Fen or NTR?A well-known jungler turned against his former partner

The light in the town building map was dim, a young man hugged the girl tightly from behind, the streetlights obliquely illuminated the man's brows and eyes, warm and elegant, with narrow and long eyes, and a star in his eyes was extremely bright in the flickering light and shadow.

As soon as this post came out, the post bar immediately exploded.

"Sell Front Row [funny]"

"Borrow a building, squeeze in the front row...take a group photo"

"Landlord, you are doing something [funny]"

After teasing a page, an army of fans parachuted into the post bar, and angrily quarreled with the melon-eaters in the building, accusing the poster of messing up the rhythm: "The person in the photo must not be Rong Ling" "I checked the posting record of the poster, This person is nothing but black, let's leave now." "Our God Z is usually so homey, squatting at the base to play games every day, where can we go out with fans when we have time, please don't talk nonsense, landlord"...

The person who posted the post was not in a hurry, he sent an emoji slowly, saying don't worry, my internet is not good here, and the uploading speed of pictures is slow.

After speaking, a few more pictures popped up.

In one of them, Rong Ling looked down at the girl in his arms, looking affectionate.

In the other picture, the girl is possessively protected by the former GES mid laner. The mid laner raises his neck and faces Rong Ling, with an anxious expression on his face, opening his mouth to say something, while Rong Ling is dragged by his slender companion Pull your arms away.

A group of pictures with a coherent plot, the characters in the pictures have different body parts and expressions, and there is no need to add additional text descriptions.

Originally, JHG didn’t pinch enough after losing the game, but now it’s like this again, questioning, cursing, defending shortcomings, whitewashing, dragging others to sink together, taking the opportunity to step on it... all kinds of things are too numerous to enumerate, and things are getting bigger and bigger , the supporters of the two clubs combined their new and old hatreds to expose each other's old background.

Begging for the hammer, the fans of the JHG team admitted with swollen faces that the people in the picture are their own jungler and support.

The old fans of GES came out to prove that the heroine photographed in the picture seems to be the girlfriend of the team’s former mid laner for many years, and the sharp-eyed people also circled them wearing the same pair of couple rings and necklaces.Following the mid laner's Weibo account, he found his girlfriend's Weibo account, and the flames of war quickly spread from Post Bar to Weibo.

People who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal made a set of emoticons in PS. Ou Ge, whose head was dyed green, had a weird and funny expression, and Rong Ling became the target of everyone shouting and beating him.

Tieba and Weibo were quickly swamped by these emoticons.

Ligers and jingles were sent flying.

Several e-sports media moved quickly, not only reposting the content of the post, but the editor's headlines became more sensational and bloody.

"...the staff in charge of managing the official blog told me that the private message was going to blow up," the manager Xiaotian rubbed his forehead wearily, and fell into a chair, "There were a lot of chargebacks in the mall, and the customer service was about to be scolded and crying. "

"Hey, this is a mess," the coach sighed, "We can't let those people on the Internet continue to mess around, we have to find a way to solve it as soon as possible...By the way, where is Rong Ling? Where did Rong Ling go?"

Hearing this, Liao Yi stood up and walked out: "I'll look for it."

After searching everywhere, Liao Yi finally found that Rong Ling was squatting under the wall at the back of the yard, with a cigarette in his hand, holding up the phone and not knowing who he was talking to.

Standing at the end of the corridor and staring at him for a long time, Liao Yi slowed down and walked over.

A few words of dialogue drifted along the wind.

"...Help Li Minhao to persuade my sister-in-law not to post anything on Weibo."

"Hey, I'm serious, there's no need. Originally, this was all a matter of speculation. She stood up as a girl. Where will we old men put their faces?"

"I read it... yes, I read it all. It's okay, the trolls are still the same, and the scolding is nothing new."

"I'm not angry, I'm serious. I can't get angry, I think it's ridiculous... How can they understand such a simple thing so complicated? They have a big brain, and they should write novels." Rong Ling leaned against the wall Sitting with one leg stretched out, the sun fell on his face through the treetops, and he couldn't help squinting.

Liao Yi walked up to him step by step, covering the dazzling sunlight.

Seeing Liao Yi, there was a lively smile on Rong Ling's lazy and careless expression.

Brother Xiong on the other end of the phone was still spitting out Northeast-flavored Mandarin, and Rong Ling was no longer in the mood to continue listening. He put his hands together and covered the phone, raised his head and said softly to Liao Yi, "Why are you here?"

"...the coaches are looking for you." Liao Yi squatted down in front of him.

Rubbing his neck, Rong Ling let out a sigh: "Why are they looking for me? Didn't it mean that the summary meeting will be held in the next day?"

Swiping and pulling his hand on the ground a few times, Liao Yi asked in a muffled voice, "How long are you going to call?"

"It will probably take a while. Brother Xiong and the others also saw what happened on the Internet, and they took turns calling to express condolences. They almost didn't bother me to death... What's wrong?"

"I have something to ask you." Liao Yi nodded, "Then you fight first, and I'll tell you after the fight."

Rong Ling patted his body a few times, stood up, and said to the other end of the phone: "They have something to ask me, you can keep saving the rest, and tell me next time, that's it, I hung up..."

"Don't hang up, don't hang up!" Brother Xiong yelled at the other end, "We care about you, but you still think we are annoying, what a bitch!"

"If you want a dog, you are the first dog," Rong Ling gestured to Liao Yi, and cursed back with a smile, "You are the same as Li Minhao now, you both have girlfriends, and you feed us dog food all day long, and single dogs are not allowed to be abused." I fight back?"

"piss off!"

Rong Ling held the phone a little further away to protect his poor ears.

After waiting for a long time, Liao Yi's patience gradually ran out. He walked up to Rong Ling, took the phone and switched it to silent mode, and put it back in Rong Ling's hand.

"You asked me last time."

Rong Ling looked at him in a daze.

"You asked me if I plan to find a girl to marry and have children after retiring, and just live like this..." Liao Yi frowned, with a displeased expression on his face, "I think I should ask you this question."

"what?"

"Aren't you envious of other people?" Liao Yi swallowed with difficulty, with a smell of rust in his throat, "They can admit that they have found a woman, and they don't feel that they have a girlfriend. It's a shame."

"What on earth are you trying to say?" Rong Ling frowned, Brother Xiong's voice continued on the phone, he simply stuffed the phone back into his pocket, and stared impatiently at Liao Yi, "What shame?" It's not shameful... I didn't understand, don't play around with me."

"... Is it embarrassing that I am your boyfriend?" Liao Yi squeezed his fist, "I want to go to the amusement park with you to be alone for a while, and you have to call other people to cover. You hug a girl There are so many people talking about it on the Internet, I have to think about it for a long time if I want to touch you, it's like a thief, if you sneak around, you will be thrown away immediately."

Rong Ling raised his eyebrows, but he didn't make a sound.

"Sometimes I really don't know... don't know how to put it. I don't think you want other people to know that you are with me at all, which makes me very unhappy, Rong Ling."

"Liao Yi, I just..." Rong Ling hasn't passed his level yet, he still needs some time to figure it out, and convince himself to accept that he likes the same sex.

Liao Yi's eyes were wide open, and Rong Ling's embarrassment was reflected in his bright pupils.

Pressing the center of his eyebrows, Rong Ling let out a breath slowly: "Let me answer your previous question first. Liao Yi, I can't be with any girl."

"why?"

"Why, why... why don't you just incarnate into a hundred thousand why? What kind of profession do you have?" Rong Ling glanced at him sideways, "What's the point of asking about this kind of thing? It was impossible from the beginning!"

Liao Yi thought for a while, and seemed to understand something.

"Haven't you never...thought..."

"I never thought about it." Rong Ling frowned again.

"I'm the same as you." Liao Yi was relieved, and the tension in his eyes disappeared, "I have already taken a fancy to you before I have time to think about the difference between a man and a woman. It doesn't matter if you are a man or a woman , I like them all. So last time you asked me, I took a moment to think about how I should tell you. I was afraid you thought I was abnormal... no, I was quite abnormal, but ok, I am Now I know I'm not alone. We're the same, 'kind'."

Rong Ling smiled helplessly: "Same kind... Liao Yi, you have to remember, don't casually talk about 'same kind' to other people, and don't ask others the question I asked you."

"Tsk, I'm sure I won't say it." Liao Yi didn't take it seriously, he looked to both sides to see that there was no one there, stepped forward and put his hands on Rong Ling's waist, and pulled him into his arms.

"Don't take it seriously," Rong Ling pinched Liao Yi's face, "Some things can be talked about, but some things can't."

Liao Yi didn't listen carefully, he hummed perfunctorily, he thought for a while and asked: "I just heard what you said on Weibo, what's going on?"

"Sister-in-law, oh, it's Li Minhao's girlfriend. You met him that day." Rong Ling buried his face in Liao Yi's shoulder and rubbed it against Liao Yi's shoulder. Those people on the Internet were blindly paced and sprayed me in a swarm."

"Then post it, why are you stopping her?"

"This kind of thing is very sensitive," Rong Ling frowned, "If it is not handled well, it will only have the opposite effect. Although Li Minhao's fans are not too many, but I really know that the player I like has a girlfriend, there must be many people I don’t care about Sanqi 21 and come to attack my sister-in-law... It’s not appropriate for her to be involved as an outsider.”

"So you don't want others to know about us?" Liao Yi seemed to have realized something.

"...Part of it is because of this." Rong Ling gently knocked Liao Yi's collarbone with his forehead, "Don't think about it, I can't help but worry about it. If two people think about it, it's easy to quarrel .”

"Okay." Liao Yi smiled and touched Rong Ling's back, and the two hugged quietly for a while.

Too bad it couldn't be quiet for too long.

The wind blows the treetops, hair tails, and clothes corners, and the subtle rustling sounds are lazy and relaxing, mixed with faint human voices, disturbing the tranquility.

Liao Yi stepped back a little and pointed, "Your phone."

Rong Ling took out his phone.

"This talk, I told him to talk about it next time and he still refused." Resuming the normal call mode, turning up the volume, Rong Ling said to the other end of the phone: "Hey, Brother Xiong, I'm about to hang up, the coach and the others have something to do with me .”

"A Ling!" Brother Xiong's voice was filled with uncontrollable panic, and there was a ping-pong-pong sound in the background mixed with shouts of curse, "Something went wrong! Oh, fuck me!"

Upon hearing this movement, the expressions on Liao Yi and Rong Ling's faces changed immediately.

Rong Ling's voice was a little tense: "What's going on? What's wrong with you?"

There was another flustering movement, Brother Xiong gasped and sounded like he was running: "Fuck... I can't tell... Damn this group of people are crazy, they are all in a fucking mess... Ah Zero, they suddenly started doing it, I don't know... ah!"

After Brother Xiong screamed suddenly, the call was cut off, leaving only a series of busy tones.

The author has something to say: a brief explanation, when you are talking on a mobile phone, you can turn off your own voice, or you can turn off the other party's voice

I don't know if other mobile phones have this function, just... don't care about the small issues of mobile phone brands =3=

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Rong Ling: What kind of physique do I have, why do I always recruit gangsters?

Liao Yi hugged him distressedly and shook him: That means they don't understand you

Rong Ling: Tsk

Liao Yi smiled again: That's fine, they all misunderstood, so no one will snatch you from me

Rong Ling's blue veins throbbing in the frontal horn: ...you may have a fake brain