The E-Sports Circle's Toxic Assembly Camp

The live broadcast that afternoon was extremely lively, and the main contributor was Lin Yan, the "club manager".

After successfully blowing up the black fans in Bi Yaohua's live broadcast room, he seemed to fall in love with this feeling, and then went to the live broadcast room of several other team members to brush a bunch of deep-water torpedoes.

In the end, he did not forget to go back to Jing Yuanzhou's place, and walked around in a very high-profile way.

[666666, the coach is here to give out pocket money! 】

【Titans, come and see, so this is what it feels like to be raised! 】

[Holy shit Coach Lin is so rich? 】

Jing Yuanzhou just came out after finishing playing the rankings. He noticed the prompt banner full of local arrogance, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

He didn't usually have the habit of thanking for the rewards, but this time he read it aloud for the first time: "Thank you for the deep-water torpedo who is not the little princess."

Such details allow CP fans to brush up the barrage quickly.

At the same time, Jing Yuanzhou suddenly and skillfully added a room management authority to Lin Yan.

[Do you have a sense of sight that your boyfriend is always welcome to come to rounds. 】

【In front, how do you know what I'm thinking! 】

[Aside from other things, I feel that after Coach Lin left, the Titans didn't have much enthusiasm for solo queuing. 】

[Yes, we only played 10-1-3 in the normal ranking game. 】

[This is not a normal play. 】

[By the way, I'm going to make a small report, the coach is looking at me, there was an anchor trying to hook up with Titans just now. 】

[I also want to help clarify, but then Titans did not pass the friend application! 】

[Hahahaha, do you know why the coach went there just now? The live broadcast room of other GH players was blown up, okay? 】

[? ? ?Let me take a look and go back? 】

[I'm already back, Titans really have vision, Coach Lin is probably not a wolf! 】

Jing Yuanzhou noticed the content of the barrage, turned off the microphone and glanced sideways: "Why did you go there just now?"

Lin Yan replied very casually: "It's nothing, just give me some pocket money, just treat it as comfort in advance."

It was around five o'clock, and everyone started to download the broadcast one after another.

With the rise of the live broadcast industry, the players of each club have signed a contract with the live broadcast platform, and each month has a certain period of live broadcast time indicators.This has also led to the fact that at the end of each month, some players who don't like live broadcasts will always flock out to make up time.

Procrastination is something that even a top player like Jing Yuanzhou cannot avoid.

Fortunately, the contract that Lin Yan negotiated for Jing Yuanzhou didn't have a high time requirement, and a little overtime in the past two days should be able to get it done quickly.

Everyone had a great time in the afternoon, especially Lin Yan's assist.

It's a pity that this happy mood belongs to others, and Luo Mo has nothing.

After returning from the league headquarters, he put a stack of documents on the table, and his tone was as businesslike as possible: "As for the professional qualification certification of the club, I have completed all the registrations here. The certificate registration is also here, boss, please check if there are any other omissions, if there is no problem, I will take it back and file it with other materials."

Lin Yan looked through the ten lines at a glance: "Let's sort out the files, there should be no problem."

Luo Mo nodded in response, then paused strangely for a moment before handing another thin envelope to Bi Yaohua: "BB, this is yours."

Everyone officially completed the registration of professional players, feeling excited, they all turned their heads and looked over.

Bi Yaohua also reached out to take it with a puzzled look on his face: "What is this? I remember that my suspension time is almost up. The league will not allow me to participate in the autumn competition, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding atmosphere instantly became tense.

"It has nothing to do with the autumn competition." Luo Mo took a deep breath, controlled his emotions and continued to continue with a blank expression, "Because we have completed the official registration in the afternoon, in view of everyone's excellent performance during the live broadcast, especially for BB players The notary office of the league decided to issue a fine notice for the overly prominent words and deeds. Originally, this notice should have been sent directly to the club base. Coincidentally, they saw that I happened to be working at the league headquarters in the afternoon, so they saved this. A piece of postage, let me bring it back directly."

Although Luo Mo spoke with an attitude of stating business affairs, but from such an expressionless face, it was inevitable to see that there was something unlovable in life.

In the short term, Luo Mo really doesn't want to show up at the alliance headquarters anymore.

From the fact that everyone didn't know his identity as the manager of the GH team when he first entered the door, to the thorny eyes around him when he finished registration and left, really, the ghost knows what he has gone through!

After hearing these words, everyone was silent for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

Bi Yaohua's expression was a little subtle for a moment.

Scanning the envelope in his hand, he cleared his throat in a low voice: "Do you know what this is in my hand?"

Gu Luo had already given up on controlling his expression, but he still praised him: "I know, it's a proof of glory to force you to fight Heizi with your tongue!"

Jian Ye laughed until he couldn't help but his unrestrained laughter resounded through the roof for a moment.

"..." Bi Yaohua controlled the urge to rub Gu Luo's dog's head, and coughed twice again in a disguised manner, "Gloy, I'm really pleased that you can see so clearly."

This time even Chen Yushen couldn't help it anymore, the corner of his mouth twitched, and it was rare for him to laugh out loud.

Bi Yaohua glanced at these schadenfreude guys, but in the end he gave up his plan to instill in them the values ​​of friendship.

Without saying anything more, he opened the envelope directly.

After reading the content of the fines inside, the brows furrowed slightly: "What's going on with the alliance this time, is it that the idiots from QOG also ran to fan the flames, and fined so much money?!"

Lin Yan looked up at him: "Why, the rewards I gave you are not enough for your fine?"

Bi Yaohua was taken aback when he heard the words, and smiled instantly: "That must be enough! Sure enough, the coach loves us!"

Gu Luo hesitated: "But the rest of us don't need to be fined, do we need this money..."

"You don't need to return it to me. These rewards are not for fines." Lin Yan waved his hand, "I said earlier that you can control the scale of the live broadcast in the afternoon. If anything happens, you will be targeted by the alliance, and you will be responsible for the fines. , the club doesn’t care about that much.”

Bi Yaohua: "Ah? It's not for fines, so why throw them at us?"

Jing Yuanzhou remained silent all this time, and now he said flatly, "It's the condolence money from your coach Lin."

Everyone looked at Lin Yan together: "?"

Lin Yan met such gazes, and slowly showed them a very kind smile: "Yes, it is the condolence money. The time for free activities after today is almost over, and I will work out the next stage as soon as possible. The content of sexual training. Before the start of the autumn competition, you probably don't have much time to go out and play, so adjust your state tonight, and you must work hard!"

The gentleness of the demeanor, the kindness of the words, the affectionate gaze...

The moment the last word "oh" fell, the team members felt a chill run down their backs, and all the smiles on their faces disappeared in an instant.

Are you sure it's... the condolence money?

But the way the coach looks like, why does it feel more like funeral expenses given to them in advance?

As the last carnival, after dinner, several people made an appointment to go to the nearby commercial plaza to have a good time.

Lin Yan didn't have any opinion on this: "Well, let the driver brother take you there. The training will officially start tomorrow afternoon, and it's okay to come back later, but you can't stay overnight."

Everyone in GH: "Coach, won't you go with us?"

"No." Lin Yan put the last mouthful of food into his mouth, and looked at the time, "I'll catch up with your training plan at night, so I won't be too late."

Jing Yuanzhou raised his eyelashes slightly when he heard the words, but didn't speak.

Lin Yan went back to the room directly after dinner, turned on the laptop on the table and started working.

Although I have considered it before, I have never been so eager to improve the team's strength as soon as possible.

Lin Yan knew very well that it was the AI ​​he met in the duo in the afternoon that gave him this sense of urgency.

But this perception is obviously not a bad thing.

After all, the professional league teams are not like the secondary league teams they have encountered in variety shows before. There are many strong top players like AI.What's more, the autumn competition is not the end he wants the team to go to, but just one of the stops leading to the world arena.

In the field of e-sports, it has always been like sailing against the current, if you do not advance, you will retreat.

During work, Lin Yan habitually tied her bangs on her forehead.

Holding a cigarette in his hand without lighting it, he fiddled with his fingertips tightly between his brows.

In a short period of time, what needs to be improved as soon as possible is the most lacking part of everyone, such as the command ability of the auxiliary position of Jian Ye, and Chen Yushen's success in the process of invading the wild area, which is obviously much lower than AI rate, blah blah blah.

Every time Lin Yan thought of one, he recorded one in the document.

Unknowingly, time passed by every minute and every second, and when he heard the knock on the door, he realized that it was almost nine o'clock in the evening.

But at this point in time, didn't everyone go out to play, why did they come back so quickly?

Lin Yan opened the door suspiciously, and saw Jing Yuanzhou at the door at a glance.

He soon found out that the others hadn't come back, so he couldn't help being slightly stunned: "You didn't hang out with them?"

"No, I didn't play with them when I was older, so I went out for a run." Jing Yuanzhou said, his eyes flicked from the side, and landed on the lit computer screen in the room, "How is the training plan going?" ?”

Lin Yan rubbed his head casually: "That's it! I just determined the short-term improvement goal, and I'm going to finalize the specific training plan later. I haven't analyzed it so deeply before, but I saw it today. Only then did I realize that there are so many problems in the team. The mid-season game is coming to an end soon, and I don’t know if it will be too late to adjust to the best state before the start of the autumn game.”

Jing Yuanzhou: "Is time tight?"

Lin Yan: "It's not that it can't be solved. I'll look back and see if I can minimize the training period."

Jing Yuanzhou passed the coffee in his hand to him, hummed, and asked, "So, is there anything I can do for you?"

The question was decent and gentlemanly, but the eyes glued to his body carried an indescribable sense of ambiguity.

So when it fell into Lin Yan's ears, an inexplicable special meaning appeared inexplicably.

He felt the heat of the coffee burning his fingertips, and he couldn't help but slander, "You're asking this question, and those who don't know it may think it's implying a special service."

Jing Yuanzhou's eyes drooped slightly, he glanced at the face in front of him, and smiled slightly: "If you want, it's not impossible."

The light in the corridor cast a heavy light on his body, because he had just taken a shower after running, and there was still a faint dampness on his neck.

The curvature of the clavicle is too delicate.

Lin Yan's gaze passed by inadvertently, and he was stunned.

His throat also rolled silently: "Then I... you're welcome?"

Jing Yuanzhou was just teasing the last sentence, but he didn't expect to get such an answer, and his heartbeat stopped for a moment without warning.

Lin Yan's fingertips holding the coffee cup were slightly tighter, and his tone was calm: "The team probably needs a lot of training games in the next few days. I'm not familiar with you on the professional team, so I can only trouble you to ask for help. Let's see which teams are interested in making an appointment."

After the words fell, the surroundings were slightly quiet for a moment.

Jing Yuanzhou looked at Lin Yan fixedly.

Just when Lin Yan thought he didn't want to, he said slowly: "Yes."

"Thank you." Lin Yan avoided his gaze and looked down at the time, "It's getting late, let's go to rest first. I'll go back and continue."

He paused slightly: "Also...thank you for the coffee."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Jing Yuanzhou to say anything else, he turned and entered the room.

Behind the closed door, the sound of the opposite door closing can be vaguely heard.

Only then did Lin Yan slowly let out a breath, and leaned against the door like this, staring at the coffee in his hand a little distractedly.

It is obviously freshly ground coffee beans, with an intoxicating aroma.

It seemed that after the massage that night, the atmosphere between him and Jing Yuanzhou when they were alone was always filled with an unbearable dark fire from time to time.

It was just a moment of distraction, as if the man's sexy clavicle outline flashed before his eyes.

The heat of the coffee burned his fingertips.

Lin Yan tilted his head, and knocked heavily on the door just like that.

The wide palm covered half of the face, and after a long time, he cursed in an unclear voice: "Fuck!"