The E-Sports Circle's Toxic Assembly Camp

No matter how complicated the mood of the fans on and off the field was, after such a short episode, the scene returned to the proper process.

When everyone in GH went to shake hands with the BK team members, they could see Lan Min with red eyes at a glance.

After all, the little crying bag did not live up to expectations and did not hold back tears, but it seems excusable in this situation.

After all, it was rare for Jing Yuanzhou to give full play to himself like this, but all opponents who experienced severe beatings in the past will always remember how painful it was, let alone such an outbreak after being sealed for a long time.

It happened that such a scene happened, and the child was obviously beaten stupid.

The sense of despair that no matter how hard you rack your brains, you are doomed to be useless, really hurts your heart.

Lan Min was still in a daze, apart from weeping, he obviously couldn't recover.

It wasn't until Jing Yuanzhou stood in front of him that he fixedly looked at the tall figure in front of him that he moved the corners of his mouth belatedly: "Master..."

This lineup of [-] points is actually a test of the player's level in the solo lane. If he could have done a little more restraint in the game just now, as long as he didn't need other teammates to distract and help, maybe it would be a completely different ending. .

Lan Min is very aware of this, and it is precisely because of this that from the end of the game until now, the more he thinks about it, the more he blames himself, thinking that it is because he did not perform well that he dragged his teammates down.

Jing Yuanzhou's eyes fell on those red eyes, and after a moment of silence, he gently shook Lan Min's hand: "You played well."

Lan Min was stunned for a moment, then raised his head in a daze, obviously feeling a little unbelievable at this evaluation: "I... did I play well?"

Jing Yuanzhou said truthfully: "Well, you played well. Even if you were replaced by another team's winger, you may not be able to perform as well as you."

Such a sentence caused the staff next to him to look over with complicated expressions.

In the end is Titans, some words are really dare to say.

Fortunately, all the headsets have been removed now, otherwise, if such conceited words spread, I don't know what kind of bloody storm it will cause.

The staff next to him couldn't help but slander, but when these words fell into his ears, the look in Lan Min's eyes lit up again.

The state of being extremely sluggish just now suddenly became extremely excited: "So, Master, have I really played well?"

Jing Yuanzhou laughed, "Really."

The expression on Lan Min's face instantly became serious: "Then I... must fight better next time!"

Jing Yuanzhou grabbed it immediately: "Well, come on."

Ku Tianlu next to him saw everything in his eyes, and couldn't help feeling sour in his heart.

Now he truly understands the pain of helping others to take care of their children.

Thinking of him as the current captain of the dignified BK team, he was very responsible and tried to comfort Lan Min after seeing Lan Min's depression just now, but in the end his words were almost worn out and there was no effect at all.And now, just this little kid who didn't listen to persuasion at all, was instantly coaxed by Jing Yuanzhou's few words?

Fuck, it can only be said that a cub brought up with one hand is different!

After Jing Yuanzhou finished shaking hands, it was Gu Luo's turn.

Looking at those scarlet eyes, Grandma Huihui rubbed her hair with some annoyance, thought for a while and said, "Don't cry, you'll look more like a rabbit if you cry any more."

Lan Min, who had just been revived with full blood: "?"

Is this a provocation?This should be a provocation, right? !

The next match will be between Three and UL.

After finishing the post-match interview, everyone in GH did not choose to stay to watch the game, and prepared to go back after packing their peripheral bags.

As in the past, under the leadership of the staff, they left from the safe channel dedicated to professional players.

Originally, non-staff personnel were not allowed to pass through this place, but when I first arrived at the door, I found a group of people wandering in from nowhere, enclosing such a small space tightly.

After bumping into each other without warning, everyone in GH couldn't help but stop in astonishment under such an excessive battle.

If it weren't for the Titans cheering cards that were held up high, Bi Yaohua would have almost thought that some black fans could not control their prehistoric power and found fault just by looking at the dignified expressions on their faces.

The staff quickly notified the security through the intercom.

In a blink of an eye, several burly men arrived at the scene, and were about to come forward to chase away people, when Lin Yan lightly called out: "Don't be too nervous, it's just a fan meeting."

The security guard was stunned for a moment, and he didn't do anything after hearing what he said. However, in order to avoid unnecessary disputes, he cautiously stopped in front of the group of people.

The atmosphere was delicate for a while.

Jing Yuanzhou didn't say a word, just stood at the front of the GH team, looking at the fans on the opposite side.

Somebody yelled "Titans" in a crying voice, and then raised the support card in his hand high.

[Titans, come on together! 】

There wasn't much expression on Jing Yuanzhou's face, until now, his deep eyes flickered faintly.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of support cards were raised up.

[I have been worshiping you since the first year and will always stand behind you. 】

【Titans, I like you as much as my girlfriend. 】

[No matter how long it has been, you are still that wanton boy on the field! 】

[Please take our expectations and aspire to the top! 】

[No matter which team you are in, you will always be our Titans. 】

[The god of the frontier, never die! 】

These are obviously specially prepared texts for today's game. They were just ordinary ways of cheering, but in such a situation, they quietly touched the string deep in my heart.

Jian Ye couldn't help looking away, and said "fuck" in a low voice with a hoarse voice.

Chen Yu stared at the glaring subtitles deeply, lowered his head and lowered the brim of his hat a little to cover the expression on his face.

The eye sockets of Gu Luo next to him were a little red unknowingly.

As a die-hard Titans fan, he obviously empathizes more than other players.

Secretly rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand, he didn't let others see this disappointing performance.

Jing Yuanzhou could naturally feel the surrounding atmosphere.

His eyelids lowered slightly, then he took a few steps back and bowed deeply to the fans a few meters away.

The whole time seems to have stopped at this moment.

Some fans finally couldn't help but choked up and started shouting hysterically: "Titans, always support you! Always!"

However, Jing Yuanzhou didn't say anything more, and after withdrawing his gaze, he controlled the slight rolling of his throat: "Let's go, let's go back."

Everyone followed Jing Yuanzhou and got into the commercial vehicles one after another.

Until gradually driving out of the parking lot, fans can still be seen standing there watching from afar.

No one spoke in the car, and everyone's minds seemed to be still stuck in the clips just now.

Lin Yan and Jing Yuanzhou sat in the back row of the commercial vehicle.

The people in the front row were either in a daze, or they were silently swiping their phones, and they wisely didn't take a second look at the back row.

After getting into the car, Jing Yuanzhou leaned on his seat and closed his eyes to rest.

The breeze that leaked in through the window slits made her hair a little messy.

Lin Yan looked sideways out of the window, the expression on his face was caught in the change of light and dark with the whistling scenery.

There is not much emotion to be seen in the sloppy look.

In such an atmosphere where there seemed to be no communication at all, everything was quiet.

Without a sound, Jing Yuanzhou's dangling palm suddenly felt a touch.

Lin Yan's fingertips were a little cold, as if a clear cut had been cut in his mind. After gently stroking, he suddenly held the whole hand firmly, which also relieved his whole body from complicated thoughts. pulled out.

In the short time when he closed his eyes just now, Jing Yuanzhou seemed to see countless himself.

When he first entered the league, he fought side by side with BK teammates, he nearly collapsed in order to transform, and he reached the pinnacle of the professional league with full of glory...

And all of this was brought back to reality by Lin Yan at the moment when his fingers interlocked.

The originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and when Jing Yuanzhou looked up, he only saw the profile of the man looking out the window.

Such a nearly perfect arc fell into the eyes, obviously there was no communication, but because of the tightly touching palms, both hearts were burning hot.

Jing Yuanzhou's eyes became darker.

He just retracted it with a glance, and then slowly closed it again, as if nothing had happened.

No one noticed the quiet and ambiguous atmosphere in the carriage.

Only the two people in the back seat knew that in this silent environment, all the tactile sensations seemed to be magnified to the extreme.

Lin Yan felt that Jing Yuanzhou suddenly clasped his hand back, and couldn't help being in a daze for a moment with a calm expression, but he still couldn't hold back the curvature of the corner of his mouth.

The business car stopped at the entrance of the hotel, and when they got up, the two of them loosened their intertwined fingers in a tacit understanding.

Seeing that the team members all went back to their rooms to rest, and closed the door after returning to their rooms, before Lin Yan could take two steps, a huge force suddenly pulled him over.

In the next second, it slammed into a broad chest like this.

Jing Yuanzhou's muffled voice came from above his head.

Because they are too close, you can feel the faint vibration in the chest: "On purpose?"

Lin Yan struggled lightly, but he couldn't get out. He just smiled and asked, "Which one are you referring to?"

"It's all of them." Jing Yuanzhou's hugging posture did not relax in the slightest, and his breath just passed Lin Yan's ears faintly, "Whether it is such a four-one lineup on the spot at the game, or the one who was in the car on the way back just now, Provoking, everything...is intentional."

The words fell to the end and had become a statement tone.

Lin Yan never thought that there was anything he could hide from Jing Yuanzhou, since the debunk was expected, it was naturally not worth any surprise.

He raised his head slowly, glanced at Jing Yuanzhou's profile from the corner of his eye, and said calmly: "It was on purpose, I love you."

Such an angle made the already finely crafted face look even more seductive.

Jing Yuanzhou felt a tingling sensation somewhere in his heart, stretched out his hand to pinch Lin Yan's jaw, and leaned over to kiss Lin Yan's jaw.

The lips and teeth are intertwined, and the ambiguity is rampant.

Low-pitched words fell from the surroundings: "Then, let's feel more distressed."