E-sports god's black powder

Knowing nothing about Qi Ye, he faced the attacks of all team members in the e-sports circle alone.

However, Gu Qingyao felt extremely relaxed. Spending some money to draw a prize was nothing to him.

He got up and put on the windbreaker hanging on the hanger, preparing to return home for dinner.

Gu's mother is very good at cooking, and she cooks what he likes to eat. When Gu Qingyao is not busy with training, he will go home as soon as he can.

Stretching out his foot to kick away the nightgown that was blocking the way, Gu Qingyao sent a message to the housekeeper, and took the elevator downstairs without any psychological burden.

In the end, I met Ge Rongjin in the elevator!

"Hmph," Gu Qingyao held his nose and remained motionless in disgust, preparing to take the next elevator down, "It's best to renovate this elevator, otherwise you'll be overweight if you pretend to be alone."

Ge Rongjin was about to go to the training room. The director of the film crew called him just now. It seemed that the leading actor was not getting along well with the team members. I hope he, the team manager, can go to coordinate.

"Qing Yao, are you going to the training room too?" Seeing Qing Yao standing outside the elevator, Ge Rongjin quickly pressed the elevator button, subconsciously showing a sunny smile.

Gu Qingyao stood at the door of the elevator and examined the expression on Ge Rongjin's face, "What's the matter with the expression of you weasel greeting the chicken?"

"Isn't that what you mean?" Ge Rongjin laughed, "Aab is training an actor named Song Jiang, but it's not very successful. Do you want to try?"

A dignified team manager, but a flattering expression towards his team members, is it a moral loss or a condemnation of human nature?

No, it's just because there is something to ask for.

Gu Qingyao was so smart, he figured out what Ge Rongjin was doing just by looking at him, but he was thinking about the meal that Gu's mother cooked, so he rejected it neatly.

"I'm short of your money?" He said, walked to the opposite side and pressed the elevator button, then stood there with his hands in his windbreaker pockets and waited for the elevator, "I will solve the trouble I caused myself."

Ge Rongjin immediately frowned.

Aab's character is really not suitable for training people, but let him ask Master Qi to train Song Jiang...

Qiye?

Ding--

The door of the elevator opposite opened, and Gu Qingyao stepped into the elevator with long legs.

Seeing that the elevator door on the opposite side was about to close, Ge Rongjin's mind flashed, and he opened his mouth like a cannonball without even thinking about it!

"That Song Jiang asked Habitat to train him by name! And he's very rude!"

The elevator door, which was about to close, reopened in a second. Behind the door, Gu Qingyao stood tall, with his slender figure wrapped in a windbreaker. He pressed the elevator button with one hand.

He looked unhappy, and slowly raised his head to look at Ge Rongjin, "Say it again."

……

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In the third training room, Aab looked at Song Jiang who lost his temper, and next to him was the director of the crew. He was obviously a director, but he looked like a grandson in front of Song Jiang.

Aab also knew that he was clumsy and tongue-tied, but the captain asked him to teach Song Jiang, and he taught him seriously, even slowing down the speed of operating the keyboard on purpose.

How do you know that even so, the other party still can't understand?

Sang pulled Aab to sit next to him, he put his arm on Aab's shoulder, the meaning of maintenance was very clear.

But his mouth was not forgiving, "Why, can't you learn to become angry?"

Song Jiang has always been a proud person, how can he stand being ridiculed like this now.

He thought about going out and buying a bottle of cold drink to cool down the heat in his mind.

After all, the script was chosen by him himself, and now that the contract has been signed, the production crew can find the IU team to train for them, and it probably cost a lot of favors.

Just when he was about to go out, Xu Yuxuan, the second male who has been training honestly next to him, explained to everyone, "Saoshen, Song Jiang is the protagonist of our drama, and now the whole group has been pulled into the team for training. He There's a lot of pressure."

Sang became angry when he heard this, "The protagonist has privileges! Hehe, he is under a lot of pressure? Our team is about to compete, and we have to spare time to train you, so we don't have a lot of pressure?"

Song Jiang originally thought that he had given in, and this matter should stop here.

Who knows that these e-sports players are still pressing hard!

That's abominable!

"Aab of your team doesn't even know how to explain. He just played around by himself the whole time. Who the hell can learn it!"

At this moment, a slender young man with red lips walked into the training room.

The young man's height is really too tall, even if Song Jiang stands in front of him, he has to look up slightly.

The young man walked casually. After entering the door, he gracefully took off his sunglasses with one hand. The cold eyes under the sunglasses scanned everyone in the training room, and finally his eyes fell on Song Jiang who was standing in the middle.

"I heard that you want to find a vanguard to take you?"

Song Jiang didn't know who the person in front of him was, but seeing the person's appearance and height, he thought the young man was a new star this year.

But looking at the other party's momentum, Song Jiang's guesses were just going in circles in his heart, and he didn't ask casually.

Because the person in front of him doesn't look like a starlet, but rather like the benefactor's father who raises the starlet.

Gu Qingyao didn't care whether the person in front of him answered or not, he nodded at Song Jiang with his glasses chicly, "It's just right, I'm a vanguard, come here."

When Sang saw Qing Yao coming, he immediately beamed with joy, "Qing Yao, let me tell you that this person is very bad, the cactus on my table might have been scalded to death by him pouring hot water on it!"

Gu Qingyao found a gaming chair casually, reached out and shook the mouse to light up the screen, and asked casually, "Is your cactus dead?"

"No, I also saw a wolfberry in it!" Sang was very angry, "Just when they came, my cactus died!"

Gu Qingyao, "...sorry."

Song Jiang had never heard of cacti at all, and it turned out that Sang even wanted to buckle such a shit bowl on him!

No, this pot is not accepted!

But before he could speak, the strange young man had already looked at him.

Song Jiang paused, why did he feel that the young man in front of him looked at him with sympathy?

After Gu Qingyao sat down, everyone was looking at him, even the director's gaze was flickering.

Holding his chin as if watching the crowd, Gu Qingyao tapped the table next to him with his fingers, glanced at Song Jiang, "Come here, sit down."

The young man in front of him was so imposing, Song Jiang couldn't figure out who the person in front of him was, but the tone of the other party's order was so natural.

Could it be some powerful person?

Unknowingly, Song Jiang, who was holding the back of the pot firmly, sat on the gaming chair next to him according to what Qingyao took care of, and rolled the gaming chair over to Gu Qingyao's side with his legs.

Seeing from the outside that Qing Yao had calmed down the scene as soon as he appeared, Ge Rongjin felt relieved for a while.

But how did he know that just when he thought the problem was solved, Qing Yao started acting like a demon again!

Qing Yao had already opened the game, but he threw the mouse away, turned around the chair with his chest in his arms, and looked at the director unkindly.

"You don't want your eyes anymore?"

The director's eyes lighted up. The TV series he filmed were idol dramas, and what was lacking was such good-looking actors.

"Hi, I'm the director of "Honey, I'm Your Orange Milk Tea". Do you want to be a star?"

As soon as the director finished speaking, before Gu Qingyao could answer, Ge Rongjin, who had been waiting outside like an old father, came in with a smile.

"Old Chen, this is our professional player Qing Yao. You came to our team to train actors, but you ended up poaching us?"

Director Chen immediately put on a smiling face, "Aren't I just cherishing talents? You see, your player looks so in line with the aesthetics of the entertainment industry. Wouldn't it be buried for him to play e-sports?"

Sang was not happy when he heard this, "Why is playing e-sports buried? Let Qing Yao become an actor who only has a good face but a bad temper!"

Gu Qingyao had seen Ge Rongjin stand up and stop Director Chen, so he didn't intend to talk to the two of them.

Who knows that Sang on the opposite side has quite an idea.

He looked up at Sang unkindly, and said in a dangerous voice, "Have a bad temper?"

As soon as Sang opened his mouth, Song Jiang knew that he was mocking him. He was ready to get angry, but he didn't know that he hadn't exploded yet. The new master next to him stood by his side first.

Seeing Qingyao's expression, Sang knew that something was going to go wrong, so he shrank his neck and pretended to be a quail.

Ge Rongjin was also looking at Sang with an indescribable expression, this silly boy, how could he accidentally injure his allies by opening his mouth?

It was not easy for him to coax Qing Yao here, but don't be fooled and make Qing Yao run away in anger.

So he quickly pulled Qing Yao's attention away from Sang, "Director Chen, our Qing Yao doesn't like to show his face. Didn't you see that he usually wears a mask when playing games? And Qing Yao has good skills, even if he is not in entertainment circle, fans are indispensable.”

Qing Yao really set her sights on Director Chen as he expected.

"Your show, I'm your lemon tea, how to use a drink as the name, isn't it nice to braise a lion's head?"

puff--

Song Jiang spat out a mouthful of old blood and died.

Director Chen was speechless, but how could he explain to a straight steel man what little girls like?

After seeing Director Chen being honest, Gu Qingyao still hasn't forgotten that Song Jiang named the captain to train him.

He snapped his wrists and twisted his neck. After getting ready, he put his hands on the keyboard and mouse.

"Look, this is the vanguard."

In the next second, the game refreshed, and the characters were reborn in the game.

Song Jiang quickly gathered his mind. From the way this Qing Yao spoke, he knew that this person in front of him should be very powerful in the team.

But no matter how well prepared he was mentally, how could his eyesight keep up with the scene when the screen really started to flip around?

The 3D topographic map kept flipping on the screen, Song Jiang didn't even know where Qing Yao was at this time!

Looking at it, he slammed down on the table, dizzy and almost vomited out!

However, Gu Qingyao had already easily equipped his weapon, flipping and jumping all the way along the trees on the jungle map.

Footprints appeared in his vision, and he swooped down immediately, wiped his opponent's neck and returned to the tree!The moment he returned to the tree, his fingers jumped on the keyboard, and the character had already jumped away!

It's no wonder that Song Jiang was dizzy watching 3D, even Ge Rongjin, the team manager, felt his eyes were tired and uncomfortable after watching it for a while.

He rubbed his eyes with his hands, decided not to compete with him anymore, patted Director Chen on the shoulder, and the two of them backed out together.

Until the end of the game, a reminder that the hostages were rescued successfully appeared in the center of the screen.

The slender fingers operating the keyboard suddenly stopped!

A still and a movement, obviously it is an e-sports operation that I don't understand, but it makes people feel thrilling and passionate.

Qing Yao turned her head in front of the screen, looked at the already pale Song Jiang, and smiled slightly.

"Did you see clearly?"

"If you don't see clearly, let's do it again."

The author has something to say: I think everyone doesn't want to end it, so I'll fill in some of the previously deleted plot lines.

Originally, I wanted to write the competition quickly and finish it this week.

But you can't add too much, otherwise you will get tired of reading if you write too long.