mid laner

Bar. "The jungler is weak.

The champion jungler opened the car door, "Get out."

In this situation and the scene, thousands of words and words may be merged into a "嗻".

550.

After entering the elevator, everyone felt a sense of tension before the finals.

After all, including Nakano before the reorganization of the club, the final three encounters with NEA were all lost.

For a while, there was only the sound of the elevator running.

The mid laner hooked the jungler's hand, kneading and kneading unconsciously.

The champion jungler frowned and looked at the slight unevenness under the billboard on the opposite side of the elevator, and suddenly pulled the champion mid laner over.

Nakano watched helplessly as the champion jungler bit the corner of the champion mid laner's lower lip, and backed away as if nothing had happened when blood dripped out.

Mid laner: Is there such an operation? ? ?

The champion mid laner is very used to it, and licked his wounds, "Small things, small things, daily madness."

The champion jungler didn't respond.

551.

The professor is a very kind person, at least in his 60s, hale and hearty, and very agile in everything he does.

The professor had shown all the previous diagnoses and test results, and the professor asked the jungler to roll his sleeves over his elbows and palpate bit by bit.

"It's not a big problem for ordinary people, but you must still maintain a competitive state. This will affect each other in two aspects. Recently, you must rest as much as possible. You can do some exercises with the help of muscle effect stickers, so that you can also maintain muscle condition. , constantly adjusting."

The mid laner quickly typed on the phone to record the professor's opinion, but the jungler was still very nervous.

"Today, I will start with acupuncture and massage with medicinal water. I will come here again a year ago. I will adjust the medicine according to the situation. You will take it with you, once every three days without interruption. Acupuncture twice is enough." The professor told them.

"He fainted, I have to cover his eyes." The mid laner said.

The champion jungler took out a roll of gauze out of nowhere, "This one."

Before the mid laner had time to say anything, the champion jungler was assigned to the jungler.

The gauze was wrapped a few times, and the champion jungler tied a knot on the side of his head, looking a little satisfied.

The mid laner said to Heshen: "Why do I think he wanted to do this long ago?"

River God patted him on the shoulder, "Don't try to understand the aesthetic complex of those who engage in art."

552.

I have to admit, it's really pretty.

The mid laner stroked the jungler's brow bone through the gauze, and put the blindfold back in his pocket.

The champion jungler took a picture and posted on Weibo, "@LN-xxxx took out a blind man."

Of course, I also took a picture of the back of the hand with three or four needles inserted.

NEA fan: "On Niangniang's Weibo, we can even discuss LN's jungler and cosplay."

LN fans: "What??? What happened to our jungler???"

The jungler's fans rushed to the scene: "Calm down, xx just fainted. In fact, I have already cried qwq, I hope my husband gets better soon."

"Where did the pheasant come from? Don't ruin my man's reputation, he didn't cheat!"

"It's my man now."

"I'll go, are the hot reviews so real? Are all the profiles on you guys male???"

The mid laner silently retweeted the champion jungler's Weibo, "@LN-xxxx, waiting for you to use your hands to achieve my dream. Check out the picture."

(*LOL Blind Monk Li Qing's lines: I use my hands to fulfill your dreams.)

553.

It was the picture that was taken but not posted on the official LN blog.

The mid laner stuck the jungler's bandaged right hand to his forehead.

The mid laner clicked on the picture he just posted, feeling relieved that he will always be by the jungler's side.

Always.

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The champion Nakano Gongshou is also the champion Nakano 23333, the river god is hard to catch (x

554-562 is different now

554.

For the time being, the jungler knows nothing about the behavior of these dogs who are afraid that they will not be able to keep up the rhythm.

Although there was no direct visual stimulation, he could still feel the needle point piercing through the thin layer of flesh on his hand and entering the acupuncture point.

Maybe it will look like a hedgehog, and the jungler is very desperate.

Finally, he didn't feel being stabbed anymore, and the jungler heaved a sigh of relief, and heard some equipment being moved over.

The mid laner looked at the back of the jungler's hands and wrists, which were now shining silver, and sighed.

Then quickly took a photo.

The semicircular part of the machine hangs a few centimeters above the back of the jungler's hand, slowly emitting an orange-red light.

At first it just felt a little hot, but the jungler thought it was okay.

Within half a minute, the pain was so painful that cold sweat came down.

The mid laner looked at the jungler as if subconsciously wanting to earn money, but stopped restrainedly, and his mood gradually sank to the bottom.

They are not hypocritical people, and there are many times when they are sick and have to play.

Probably the mood and pain were swallowed up by the fast-paced games and training.

It was the first time for me to face such a painful treatment process directly.

555.

The jungler's free hand moved to the side and was held by the mid laner.

Although he couldn't see it, the jungler still turned his head in the direction of the mid laner and smiled, "It's okay, it hurts a little."

Mid laner: heartbrokenx1.

"Then I went out to wait for you?" the mid laner said.

"Hey..." Jungle paused, his teeth bit his lower lip, "Don't."

556.

The champion Nakano has been playing outside for half an hour.

"Valentine's Day will be in a few days," said the River God.

"Well, remind me to buy skins." The champion jungler said.

"How do you arrange that day? The main reason is that the next day is Chinese New Year." River God skillfully ignored what he said just now.

"...Go to bed." The champion jungler looked indifferent.

The God of the River almost laughed out loud, "Oh, baby, can you pursue a little bit?"

The champion jungler was silent for a while, "Isn't it enough for me to chase you?"

"Okay, do it, do it." The champion mid laner raised his hand and surrendered.

The mid laner came out to look for the skin effect stickers for the jungler, and just heard the last sentence, and asked casually, "What are you doing?"

The scene was silent for a moment.

The mid laner didn't care, took the skin effect patch and went back to the consultation room, and heard the champion jungler answer him one word calmly.

"Love."

557.

The mid laner has a deep understanding that he still has indigestion about the current situation.

do... and play wild...

Forget it, I still don’t want to.

The professor looked at the muscle effect stickers, and the time for field acupuncture has just ended.

The back of the hand was scorching red, and there were tiny pinholes on closer inspection.

The mid laner held it over and rubbed it, and the jungler removed the gauze from his blindfold.

"How do you feel? After a little exercise, I'll make a potion right away," said the professor.

"It feels a little lighter."

"It's not easy to make medicine." The professor handed the medicine list to the assistant.

The jungler felt that he might be going cold.

558.

When putting the hot potion in his hand, the jungler experienced the real purgatory on earth.

Not pulling your hand out is probably the pinnacle of willpower.

Half of the mid laner's hand was soaked in the potion, holding the jungler's wrist.

The professor rubbed the jungler with heat-insulated gloves, basically just one kneading force, and the mid laner could feel it.

The jungler was really sore that his eyes were red.

Life and death endured for half an hour.

The professor explained to them while kneading, "After the vacation is over, keep soaking the potion every three days for a long time, and cooperate with your team doctor's massage. Don't be lazy."

"I will supervise him." The mid laner said.

The jungler feels that the world is not worth it.

559.

It was already afternoon when I came out of the clinic.

The jungler's hand was swollen like a soup dumpling.

The four of them summed up and went to eat steak. After all, the jungler is right-handed, and the left hand can only poke with a fork at present.

The champion Nakano also talked about his life after retirement. The jungler felt that it was far away, and it was not very easy to imagine.

The mid laner seems clear.

Everyone in the LPL is still very familiar with it, but occasionally some new players are mentioned, and I feel that the champion Nakano is also a little confused.

"What's it like to win the championship?" the mid laner asked.

"It's not real," Heshen said, "At that time, I felt that my thoughts were blown up with the opponent's base."

"It's very exciting." The champion jungler said.

"It was actually quite difficult for us that year. Chunya was barely able to win, and we were runner-up in the summer split. We have been playing very hard, and the period of running-in is too long."

"The food is so real, it might be cold in the bubbling match." The champion jungler felt unbearable to look back.

560.

The mid laner joked, "Come on, hey, I'm so sour."

"Tell me a few, fight hard, you are no better than the water monster back then."

The champion jungler threw a broccoli into the mid laner's plate, and was very disgusted.

The jungler also picked up a broccoli and put it on the mid laner's plate, "He doesn't know how to play the enchantress."

"My god, are you going too far???"

Then the champion mid laner also threw broccoli into the mid laner's plate, "Reverse motivation."

"Imply that I'm playing poorly now, right??? I've reported it," said the mid laner.

561.

"Does it still hurt?"

After returning home to clean up, the two of them slumped on the sofa.

The jungler thought for a while, "Where are you asking?"

The mid laner had already forgotten what they had practiced before, "Ask both, ask both."

"Hands are alright, it still hurts a little from the practice, but it's fine."

The jungler was lying on his side with a pillow on Zhongdan's leg, and Zhongdan touched his exposed shoulder and neck.

"It's been a long day, but thinking about the championship, I don't think it's that difficult."

The jungler spoke very calmly, he took the mid laner's hand, and vaguely kissed the warm fingertips.

"The days after that will be difficult." The mid laner stroked the bridge of the jungler's nose and the center of his eyebrows, "I hope that hard work will pay off, and I can have a little luck."

"It's a bit like the beginning, I once asked you what you want, and you said you just wanted