Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

The knot that had been tangled in my heart for a long time was untied.

Liao Yi has realized that when he is with Rong Ling, no matter how close they are, as long as there is a third person present, he will keep a straight face, watch his nose, nose and heart, and silently recite the class in his heart. The knowledge and theories in school, such as the phonetic symbols taught in English class, and the strange test papers assigned by the teacher that combine the speed of the League of Legends and the calculation time of the last knife.

Really don't say it.

These things are pretty good at putting out fires.

As long as he thinks in that direction, Liao Yi immediately loses both his heart and courage.

By the way, they are starting class now.

It's a serious one, organized by the government, through the school's online course selection system, and all LPL players have to participate.

In the eyes of others, a group of internet-addicted teenagers who do not do their jobs properly and do not study hard entered the sacred and well-known universities, and appeared in the same place as countless top students of the same age.They don't know where to put their hands and feet - do they use a pen in class?This thing is rarely used, what should I do if I suddenly can't even write my own name?Need to take notes in class?Do I have to buy a notebook or just grab two pieces of paper and write?

I heard that homework still needs to be handed in?

Who said that e-sports has no homework, you come out, we promise not to beat you to death! ——BY the sad professional players

Sitting in the lecture theater with bright and clean windows, the surrounding air is full of academic atmosphere.The professional players who usually sit in front of the computer, pick their feet and pick their teammates and fans, laughing and laughing, are both a little excited and a little awkward.

Rong Ling is always expressionless, and others can't see any discomfort from his face.Liao Yi became more calm and relaxed. He sat in the classroom and quickly blended into the surrounding atmosphere.

The professor asked questions in class, and the others were as quiet as chickens, and Liao Yi rushed to answer the questions by raising his hands.

He stood up with a bright smile on his face, and his clear voice echoed in the classroom.

Everyone focused their attention on Liao Yi. After he answered the questions logically and clearly, the professor nodded in satisfaction, expressing his appreciation.

There were sporadic applause in the classroom.

Liao Yi smiled and sat down gracefully.

After the class, the professional players who have chosen the same class will naturally gather together.

"do you understand?"

"I don't quite understand, those things seem to me like the language of aliens..." One person scratched his head, saw Liao Yi approaching, and immediately grabbed him, "Hey, I said God A, you are too awesome, teacher You can understand all the things he said? You can also answer his questions!"

Liao Yi blinked: "Before I came, I flipped through the textbooks and did a little preview."

"Don't, don't, don't talk!" HANK yelled, "Hearing you say that gives me a headache."

"Wow God, you're hiding something, you," another team's top laner bumped Liao Yi's arm, "I didn't expect you to be a top student!"

Liao Yi rubbed his nose in embarrassment, hiding his pride under his thick eyelashes, and only revealed a little bit when he secretly glanced at Rong Ling.

Regarding this childish showing off, Rong Ling was speechless and rolled his eyes at him.

A child from a scholarly family is amazing!

When you think about it carefully, it's quite remarkable.

Jealousy can't be jealous.

This is completely different from the feeling of listening to lectures in the club before.Rong Ling really felt the gap between himself and his peers. Their gestures and conversations revealed a sense of calmness and confidence, as if they were bathed in the bright sunshine in the afternoon.

Several people left the teaching building, discussed for a while, and wanted to try something new in the long-awaited university cafeteria.

Rong Ling followed behind and looked down at his mobile phone. Suddenly someone patted his shoulder, and he clicked his tongue: "Liao Yi, go away, don't bother me, I'm just..."

Raising his eyes, two flowery smiles greeted his eyes, looking at him eagerly with shyness and anxiety.

Rong Ling was stunned and didn't speak.

"You, hello..." The girl who was a little shorter had a cute baby face. She glanced at her companion and mustered up the courage to speak first: "Is it Zerol? I, we are your fans. I heard that you guys We are very excited to come to our school for class, we have been waiting outside for a long time!"

Rong Ling saw a lot of similar eyes and expressions, he nodded, and let out an oh.

"Do you want to sign? Yes."

The fans were so excited that they suppressed the exclamation from their mouths, took out the prepared booklet with the hand-painted Q version of the contestants, and handed it to Rong Ling together with the pen.

Talking and laughing with others and walking a few steps, Liao Yi looked back and found that Rong Ling hadn't followed, and there were more girls who appeared from nowhere beside him, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he pulled the others away go back.

"God Z, go eat!" Hank yelled, and when he saw the beautiful girl, his eyes and those around him lit up, and they moved closer to Rong Ling. He cleared his throat and held out his hand reservedly: "Sign and shake hands and take a photo." , you choose the same."

The two girls glanced at him inexplicably: "We are here to find God Z, not you."

Another girl asked, "Who is this guy?"

"It looks familiar, I forgot the name, it seems to be playing with that tree..."

Liao Yi was overjoyed, put his hand on Rong Ling's shoulder, and hooked him to his side without any trace.

"Boss Han, you can't do it. You are not well-known among fans."

HANK's expression twisted for a moment, and he tried his best to hold back his smile: "I'm JHG's mid laner, not a tree player... That's the hero for the top laner, Big Tree, also called Maokai."

It's a pity that the two girls are not interested at all.

When they turned their eyes, they saw Liao Yi standing shoulder to shoulder with Rong Ling, their expressions became even more excited, and they almost threw themselves on him.

"It's God A! God A is so handsome!"

"Oh my God, God A is taller than what you see in the photo!"

"The skin is good, white and glowing!"

"The smile is super cute, ahhh I'm going to die..."

The overwhelming excitement of the fans made Liao Yi's forehead covered with black lines. Rong Ling gloated over his misfortune. He handed the signed booklet to Liao Yi: "Sign it, sign it quickly, and then we can go to eat."

Fans saw that the male god's power is infinite, and the two girls with slender arms and legs didn't know where they came from so much strength, pulling Rong Ling and Liao Yi to not let go, asking for autographs is not enough, They shook hands and held their hearts together, saying all kinds of words of admiration and encouragement, and took countless photos of the two of them.

Several others were left aside in the cold.

HANK has always wanted to have a girlfriend since the last breakup, but unfortunately he has not been able to do so.In addition to playing games, I usually stay in the club.The club is almost all men, with excess testosterone.When I came out to class, I finally met a young and beautiful girl, but the person she favored was not me.

HANK is hurt.

Heartbroken.

"...They're all on the same team, why do they only pay attention to you two, but can't tell me and Fatty apart!" HANK angrily inserted his chopsticks into the braised pork in front of him, "How do I look like Fatty! We are so tall! Is it different!"

Liao Yi laughed so hard that he wanted to cough, he grabbed the Coke and took a few sips.

"You two stand next to each other, one thin Toutuo and the other fat Toutuo, I only remember your body shape, and don't care about recognizing what your face looks like." Rong Ling's complaint hit the nail on the head.

"Damn!" HANK couldn't help but snatched two pieces of meat from his two dinner plates, put them into his mouth and chewed them vigorously, "Isn't it just handsome, what's the big deal. E-sports don't rely on facial expressions!"

Liao Yi hurriedly comforted him: "Of course, next week we will have to rely on the mid laner father to carry."

The first round of the playoffs is over and now we are in the second round.This week is a contest between Group A, and the match of Group B where JHG is located is scheduled for next week.So the club gave them a day off, and they came to school to have a good get out of class, which can be regarded as a rest and relaxation.

The news of professional e-sports players coming to the school has long spread.

Usually, most of the people who come up to strike up a conversation with them are boys, asking the contestants if they can bring themselves to score points, if they can ask for a friend seat, or invite them to go to an Internet cafe to start a gangster...

After eating and going out, the group was blocked again.

Liao Yi held Rong Ling with one hand and dragged Hank out of the crowd with the other. Their class was over, but there was still training tonight.

In order to prepare for the semi-finals of the next playoffs, the coach increased the amount of training for them.

Liao Yi was not very satisfied with his recent performance, so he took the initiative to practice more. Rong Ling saw that he was working so hard, and he couldn't relax, so the two competed silently, striving to be the first to enter the training room every day, and the last leave.

Only at night, when the door of the dormitory was closed, did they shed the alienation and calmness they maintained in front of others, exchange warm kisses, and sleep together on the same bed.

The weather in May was already a bit hot, Liao Yi went over and closed the windows, turned on the air conditioner, threw the remote control on the table, turned around and lay down next to Rong Ling, and did not move.

"Get up," Rong Ling yawned, and slapped Liao Yi's arm, "Wipe off your body before going to bed."

Liao Yi muttered sleepily: "I don't want to move...you wipe it for me..."

"Do you even want me to take a bath for you?" Rong Ling narrowed his eyes, sneered twice, bent his knees and began to gather strength, ready to give him a hard blow, "You are so beautiful! Let me tell you that Liao Yi , just continue to be lazy, the air conditioner is blowing on you, until tomorrow you don’t have a cold and headache, I’ll take your last name!”

Liao Yi rubbed his forehead, got up and sighed: "Don't do it tomorrow, I have a headache right now."

Leaning against the bed, Liao Yi obediently took out the hair dryer from the drawer and blasted it at his head. Rong Ling played with his phone for a while, glanced at him, and quickly got up and snatched the hair dryer.

"The hair is almost curled, don't you smell the smell?" Rong Ling couldn't help him, patted Liao Yi's forehead, and let him dry his hair resignedly.

Liao Yi was so sleepy that his eyes stared straight, and he let out a dumbfounded sound.

"Head still hurts?" Feeling that his hair was almost dry, Rong Ling turned off the hair dryer and wound the thread around the handle, "Have you been playing games for too long?"

Shaking his head, Liao Yi pressed his temples hard.

"It shouldn't be a problem with playing games. I used to have occasional headaches, and it's the same as now... Hey, it's uncomfortable." He turned over, resting on Rong Ling's legs, staring at Rong Ling from bottom to top: "What should I do?" , I haven't played the game yet, and I'm already getting nervous."

Rong Ling laughed.

"Are you still nervous?" Raising his eyebrows, Rong Ling looked at Liao Yi teasingly, and poked his heart: "The coach praised you as a competitive player with a big heart."

"I don't know what's going on," Liao Yi clicked his tongue. He stretched out his arm and pressed it a few times. "Maybe he wants to confront MG. I always feel uneasy."

"We won the regular season."

"I was in good shape then." Liao Yi grabbed Rong Ling's hand and kissed him on the second knuckle of his middle finger. "Now I'm not good at playing. To be honest. MG...they are very poor in the bottom lane. Strong, I'm afraid that if I can't protect BUBOR well, the bottom lane will be snowballed."

Rong Ling frowned, this is the truth, MG's bot lane performance this season is driving low and walking high, playing better and better.However, their JHG bot lane was a bit high and low. They performed very well at the beginning of the season, but near the end of the season, they made frequent mistakes.

In the previous training match, they were directly defeated in the bottom lane.

This is the most embarrassing time for the bot duo to play since Rong Ling came to JHG.

Liao Yi was in a bad mood because of this, and the pressure doubled, Rong Ling quite understandable.

For most of the previous season, he himself was troubled by the sluggish state, and the more he cared, the more he couldn't get out.

Slowly trapped myself.

Reaching out to pat Liao Yi's back, Rong Ling frowned and thought for a long time, thinking about what he should tell him.He is not good at comforting people, and there are some things that every professional player will encounter, Rong Ling feels that it is not a bad thing for Liao Yi to realize the problem at this time.But if you want to let him go completely, Rong Ling can't see the child's frown.

Distressed.

I don't want him to take detours, I want him to be the same as before, everything goes smoothly.

Squeezing Liao Yi's face, Rong Ling pulled him up and looked at him sincerely: "Liao Yi, I have also encountered the problem you are encountering now. But everyone's situation is different, how to overcome this hurdle? , When you step over, you have to rely on yourself."

Liao Yi blinked a few times in confusion: "I know, you are a jungler, I am a support...we play in different positions."

Touching the center of Liao Yi's eyebrows, Rong Ling wanted to smooth the lines there.

"I'm asking you, Liao Yi."

"what?"

"What can I do to make you happier? Then let go of those things that are piled up in my heart, adjust my mentality and play the game the day after tomorrow?"

The author has something to say: I have been writing this chapter for a while (well, not too long, anyway, it has been more than a week

I never thought that when it was posted, it would really be the day when the contestants went to class again→_→

Monday, a new beginning

It is said that yesterday Sunday, many players fell into a panic (?) that they will have to hand in their homework in class tomorrow Monday

I don’t know if they waited to copy their homework and waited for a “homework responsibility” who woke up ╮(￣▽￣")╭

Operation?nonexistent

void all homework

I took a look at the questions they had to do, and it was really difficult!

Turning around, I took it and asked the big brother of the professional player I knew. I said that I can’t do the homework assigned by our teacher. Brother, please help me.

The big brother pretended to be dead after watching it first, and then became furious after being poked by me:

What the hell is this!Let me give your teacher a trumpet with a national service diamond or higher!

If I really do this kind of question for a month, I'm afraid I won't be able to get diamonds.

me: 2333333333

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I have hidden the car I drove yesterday, and the little angel who didn't see it is anxious

After the end, I will provide the full version to everyone, okay-3-