Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

Rong Ling bent his knuckles and unconsciously tapped a few times on the table.

Hearing the scattered and chaotic voices, Liao Yi seemed to understand Rong Ling's unspoken worries. He coughed a few times and said in a deep and gentle voice, "Ling, I'm sorry. There are some things I have to... have to think about it carefully. It’s okay. At that time, I was in a mess, with very complicated emotions, and I didn’t know what to say or what to do, so I left alone..."

"Shut up, don't talk. Give me your address, and I'll go there now." Rong Ling stood up abruptly, grabbed the key to go out.

Liao Yi hurriedly called him to stop, and slowly gave out an address.

Rong Ling's footsteps stopped.

That place is very famous, he's heard... God damn it isn't in City S!

"...I'm very sad, zero. If I didn't show my strength that day, I wouldn't be injured, and it wouldn't affect the training and competition, and we wouldn't lose the game." Liao Yi sniffed and said in a muffled voice: "We made an appointment to go to the world stage together, but I missed the appointment and let you down, Zero, I really don't know what to do...how to face you."

I can imagine his pitiful eyes and expression, with mixed emotions, his mood rose and then suddenly fell, his voice lowered, and he cursed softly: "Idiot."

Liao Yi smiled: "You scold me, I should scold you."

"A worthless dog!" Rong Ling squeezed the center of his brows, pacing back and forth, "If you lose, you lose! I'm not someone who can't afford to lose... There's still S competition without MSI! Slip, it will only make me look down on you!"

"sorry."

Liao Yi came back and forth on this sentence.

To put it mildly.

After cursing for a while, Rong Ling stopped to take a few breaths, calmed down and asked, "How is the injury on your arm?"

"...I've been thinking about it for a long time," Liao Yi didn't answer right away. He went on to talk about half of the topic just now. I paid a lot of things. Most of the reason I played professionally was for you, to be closer to you. When you came to JHG, I became a teammate with you, and I could play games with you every day, and even slept with you Jianwu... It's like a long-awaited dream has come true, and after I'm happy, I suddenly don't know what to do next."

Rong Ling frowned, he opened his mouth to think about something, but held back, and then listened to him.

"Being a professional player is cool, and I like this game very much. But this incident suddenly gave me a chance to stop for a while and think about what I should do next..." Liao Yi said Very slowly, with a little effort, I told him my thoughts, "I thought that grandpa would be furious when I came home this time, scold me severely, and then ignore me like he said before."

Rong Ling recalled that Liao Yi once murmured to himself one night that he had gone through a lot of struggles when he came to play professionally. His family, that is, Grandpa Liao Yi, who had been an educator and well-known scholar all his life, naturally couldn't agree. The idea of ​​the grandson abandoning his studies and running to play games.In the eyes of the elderly, this is not a serious job.

Liao Yi has made a lot of efforts to find information and news for his grandfather, so that he can understand that e-sports is not a waste of time. He hopes that he can understand and support him.

But in the end they couldn't reach an agreement.

Liao Yi stubbornly came up and ran away.

Grandpa was so angry that he said harsh words: Liao Yi, you little bastard, if you insist on playing that profession, I will treat you as my grandson in the future and never care about you again!

Although Liao Yi never said anything in front of Rong Ling, Rong Ling is not a fool, he has eyes, and he can see many details - from Liao Yi's cabinet full of books, from Liao Yi's usual conversation and behavior, and their togetherness. When going to university to attend classes, there are various signs that Liao Yi is different from an Internet addicted teenager like Rong Ling who doesn't study hard.

With a family background, Liao Yi should be the kind of top student that teachers and classmates like in school before he came to play professionally.

Abbreviation, Xueba.

Live in a different world from the scumbags.

Have a bright future.

"...But I have no other place to go, I dare not go back to the base, I dare not face your disappointed eyes... When I regain my senses, I am already at the airport." Liao Yi's voice pulled back to Rongrong Linger's short and distant thoughts, he paused, took a deep breath, and continued talking.

"Grandpa saw my arm, without saying a word, he sent me to the hospital directly, and said that I would not be allowed to leave the ward until I got better. Ouch, I'm living a life like this, I'm about to suffocate to death..."

"But I have no choice but to continue to hold back like this. The doctor said, I have to actively cooperate with the treatment now, take good care of it, and don't move around... These days, I have nothing else to do when I'm free, just I spend all my time thinking about it. I think about it during the day, and I also think about it when I can’t sleep at night. After thinking about it, I gradually understood that I still don’t want to give up, and I don’t want to just leave.”

"After retiring, I have nothing. All the hard work before was in vain. Everyone remembers me as a LOSER who ran away after losing a game. I was a counselor who dared not face his mistakes and dared not start over. force."

"I can't accompany you to the World Championship either."

Liao Yi stopped here, through the receiver, Rong Ling could hear the sound of blowing his nose, wondering if the child with big eyes was crying again.

Pretty silly.

But it's also painful.

He was very distressed, and wanted to be by Liao Yi's side and give him a tight hug.

"I think it's someone else who will swim with you in the future, and someone else will lose your protection skills to you in an emergency... I feel terrible," Liao Yi said, "I can't bear someone else to replace me. So, Rong Ling, I still want to continue playing professionally, I want to go back to JHG, and to your side."

"...Then come back quickly!" Rong Ling shouted tremblingly. After shouting, he squeezed the space between his eyebrows and tried to suppress the soreness in his nasal cavity. "Everyone is waiting for you. BUBOR is depressed every day. Fat people eat less I bought a lot of snacks and said I would keep them for you, Boss Han is not clamoring to find a girlfriend anymore..."

"What about you?" Liao Yi interrupted him.

"Me? What am I?"

"Do you... miss me?" Liao Yi asked the last two words very carefully.

Rong Ling's eyes widened, and after a long time, he was lucky, and hummed with a flushed face.

"I want you to speak out," Liao Yi urged, "Rong Ling, baby, tell me, tell me...I want to hear it."

Rong Ling's face was burning so badly, he turned his back and pressed the back of his hand on his cheek, and forcibly changed the subject: "You haven't told me what happened to your injury, I knew it by the look on your face after the game that day Something was wrong, later Xiaotian took you to the hospital, but he didn't see you coming back after he went, and I didn't have a place to ask..."

"There is a slight inflammation near the tendon," Liao Yi said quickly and lightly, bringing back the topic of Rong Ling's running away, "Hurry up, say you miss me, be good."

Rong's head grew bigger, he said in a frenzy, "Shouldn't you be taking medicine again, Liao Yi? Is it that important whether I say it or not?"

"Well, the nurse brought in the medicine just now, and I'll take it in a while." Liao Yi carefully moved his posture, clamped the phone to his ear, and sighed, "It's very important. You just say Say it or not, if you say it, I will take the medicine and try to get better as soon as possible and go back."

Is this an obvious threat to yourself?

Rong Ling frowned viciously, but he had nothing to do with Liao Yi.He held back for a long time and uttered a word: "...Think." His whole face turned red when he said it.

"What are you thinking?" Liao Yi continued to ask.

"Fuck!" Rong Ling scolded.

"Speak quickly, don't just say one word, say the whole thing." Liao Yi laughed, "Baby, what are you thinking?"

"...Missing you." No matter how unaccustomed, no matter how embarrassed, Rong Ling couldn't bear to say it.

Before he said it, he felt awkward, but after he finished speaking, he didn't dare to think about it. He grabbed a bottle of water and drank it. The water suddenly choked into his throat, and he coughed wildly into his phone.

Liao Yi worriedly asked: "What's wrong with you?"

Rong Ling blushed and wiped his mouth roughly. He wanted to ask a fart. It's all because of you, an idiot. You have to come out of your wounds, and you have to ask me such a hypocritical question. What do you want? It's all nonsense!

If you don't want to, then who is it because you can't eat or sleep well these days?

Who is it for when you see those hot-eyed barrages in the live broadcast room and get sulking?

Liao Yi had a big heart, and chattered about the time when he came home: "When I was not at home, my grandpa's thrush gave birth to a litter of little thrushes. Waiting for food, it’s so lively. I usually stay in the hospital. My grandpa said he can’t take care of me, so I leave it to the hospital. Tsk, how can the doctor have time to see me when he’s so busy? It all depends on how I feel. ?Hey, I want to go back to the base after staying in the hospital for two days. There is not even a computer here, and I feel uncomfortable if I don’t play games for a day. And you are not here... If the doctor hadn’t warned me that I was injured well If it is treated, the inflammation may affect the tendons and nerves, and I will not be able to play professionally in the future, otherwise I will..."

"Wait a minute, what did you just say?" Rong Ling grimaced, and cut off Liao Yi's nagging.

"..."

Liao Yi covered his mouth and realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said.

"Say it again."

As if seeing the terrifying expression of Rongling the Great Demon King spouting a faint cold air, Liao Yi wanted to cry without tears. Will he be killed if he pretends to slip his hands and hang up the phone at this time?

Will definitely be beaten to death.

It was Zerol after all.

Being solo killed by the jungler online, Liao Yi has gone far in this round.

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Rong Ling, who stayed alone at the base, finally started the live broadcast.

He took another look at Liao Yi's live broadcast room with his mobile phone, and the trolls who swiped the screen continued.

He thought about it, moved the mouse a few times, and the live camera suddenly lit up.

In addition to the game standby screen, there is also a small frame. Seeing his face appearing on the screen, Rong Ling was a little flustered. He quickly turned the camera down uncomfortably, pulled it to the smallest size, dragged it to the corner, and then used Press down on the banner with the QR code.

Clearing his throat, Rong Ling bit the bullet and started a new round of RANK pretending to be calm.

The author has something to say: Let’s have a heart-to-heart talk

Compared to the stubborn and awkward Rong Ling, Liao Yi is really much more frank

Although sometimes he is stupid and hesitant, Xiaoniao is really a very courageous person

Otherwise, how can we take down Rong Ling, right?

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Fan: ah ah ah ah God Z started the live broadcast!Go see it!

Fan: Oh my god, God Z actually turned on the camera, am I dreaming?

Rong Ling: ... MD, it feels uncomfortable to turn on the camera. Fortunately, I got up in the morning and washed my hair

[Idol burden, as an anchor, you still have to have it]