mid laner

No need to think about it.Very simple, how to work hard to win.This is the way of playing professionally, in order to win.Love and liking may be the reason for the choice, but in the end the essence of competition is winning or losing. "

"Our LN team can win. I believe in this very much. You must also believe in it. Believe in yourself and your teammates. Pay attention to your opponents, but don't be afraid of them. LPL can beat lck once or twice, and of course it can beat lck three times or four times. You guys have to figure it out on your own.”

"Take a good rest and fight three victories tomorrow!"

922.

At night, Nakano and Nakano lay in bed together.

The middle laner listened to the jungler's breathing, it was very shallow, not that kind of long and slow rhythm, and naturally he didn't fall asleep.

The jungler must have been too excited and nervous to fall asleep.

In this year, they finally came here step by step.

Strange to say, in a season with the biggest lineup changes, the most serious problems, and the most ups and downs in results, they came to MSI instead, and they will even play the finals tomorrow.

The chances of life are really unpredictable.

But the mid laner feels that although there are many regrets, pains, and unbearable unwillingness, what he wanted at the beginning may be this kind of life.

Boring, tormenting, and tiring, but also comprehension, manipulation, and creation.

Probably, playing games is really fun.

923.

The mid laner turned his head slightly, and with a little light, traced the outline of the side of the jungler with his eyes.

This game, e-sports, and the past few years of playing professionally have brought him things that are vague to say, but clear to the senses.

Time hadn't blunted his perception, and he was pretty sure that the jungler should be by his side.

They should love each other.

From the time when they were ignorant of love, they plunged into each other's world.

They are young, they should be full of vigor, they may be high-spirited, they may be bruised and frustrated, but they should never give up and move forward persistently.

It seems that they can be desperate, but they must hold each other tightly.

The mid laner knows that the jungler thinks he is lucky, as if it is so difficult to be liked by the mid laner.

But the jungler didn't know, he also felt that he was lucky, to have such an encounter with the jungler once in his life must be favored by fate.

924.

"xx," the mid laner looked at the blurry dark color in the corner of the room, "I support you."

The jungler turned to look at him sideways, "What's wrong?"

"I just remembered that I haven't made it clear to you before that I support you from the bottom of my heart."

"Yeah." The jungler rubbed his pillow towards the mid laner.

"It's not because I don't value or cherish it, or say it's not important. Of course I feel sorry for and worry about you. But I understand your thoughts, and I am more willing to support you in realizing your wish, our wish."

The mid laner reached out and brushed the broken hair on the jungler's forehead, "Life is long, career is short, only this time, I don't want you to miss it."

"I'll fight with you till the end."

925-933 How to Survive the Harem

925.

The night in a foreign country is very quiet.

Jungle felt that his heart was full of ardent and scorching love that made him not know what to do.

His eyes are a little hot.

How painful it is to feel that you are not good at expressing yourself for the first time.

How can I explain his love, his worry, his tossing and turning, his deep anxiety.

"I...zz, I'm sorry for making you difficult, I'm sorry."

"I'm so happy, but special...I don't know how to say it," the jungler pulled the mid laner's hand to his heart, "I'm so sad."

The mid laner felt the pulse of blood under his palm, as well as the warmth of the jungler.

The jungler's voice is a little hoarse, a little nervous because he rarely expresses such direct emotional feelings.

"But I like you so much, what should I do... Am I being selfish. I didn't take care of your feelings... I will work hard."

The jungler sat up, solemnly.

"I will work very, very hard. I will treat every training and competition without wasting any time. I will not let myself regret it, nor will I let you regret it. I will not hide anything from you. I will tell you whether it is good or bad."

"Thank you for willing to accompany me."

926.

"I love you too." The mid laner pulled him down and kissed him.

The jungler struggled a bit, looked up into the mid laner's eyes, and interlocked his fingers.

"I love you." The jungler added the previous sentence.

927.

After these few days of being forced to write about a healthy routine and only read about getting up healthy, everyone has adapted to the jet lag and biological clock of waking up at 7 o’clock.

The jungler was hugged around the waist with his back to the mid laner, and opened his eyes in the warmth.

In May, the temperature in Paris is still clear and cold.

Thinking of the conversation between the two in the early morning, the jungler felt a little shy after realizing it.

He turned over gently, kissing the shadow cast by the single eyelashes in the middle.

He said that he would walk with me all the way, Jungle smiled unconsciously, this kind of happiness that was born quietly made him want to roll on the bed.

Then crashed into the arms of the person who was going to accompany him to the end.

928.

But this person has the gas to get up.

The jungler deeply understood that there is no good end to being overwhelmed, so he stood under the shower and rubbed his butt pinched by the mid laner aggrievedly.

There were still a few hickey marks on the side of the waist, and the jungler touched it with his hand, feeling a little burning on the tips of his ears.

He used to always put a deadline on everything at the very beginning, so that when it really came to an end, he wouldn't be too embarrassed, and sometimes he wouldn't be so sad.

After all, if you want to come to an end, you probably subconsciously stop yourself from investing too much emotion.

Playing jungle is the first time, giving up thinking about playing professionally, when should I stop.

No matter how hard it is, how painful it is, how hard it is to climb high and fall, how much suffering, how many losses and sufferings, it seems that they can all survive.

As long as you can see the mid laner with your head tilted, you can keep moving forward.

Yes, the jungler wiped the water off his face blankly, he had already promised the mid laner.

Become more aware of your own love.

Enough to make him happy.

929.

The jungler has enough confidence in the mid laner and his own feelings. He has to place his hopes and visions, take action, and put all his heart into it.

So, there will be no deadline.

930.

The final is at ten o'clock in the morning.

After LN and First arrived, they first rehearsed the opening ceremony.

Today, the jungler has been reported as the starter, with nighty as a substitute.

Everyone heard that they didn't understand it at all, basically they didn't understand it at all, and they all relied on translation.

The entrance is that the coach in charge of bp and the substitute players walk at the end, and the five starters are in front.This process is actually similar to the arrangement of most competitions. Of course, sometimes the substitute players on the LPL side cannot even participate in the opening ceremony.

No one cares so much.

The mid laner has already entered the pre-match state, and when he is focused, he will obviously talk less.

Everyone in the LN team reacted differently. For example, the top laner and ad are still talking about some things, and the support has been focusing on praise for 100 years.

As for the jungler... It seems normal to speak or not.

After they enter the field from the channel, they need to be listed on both sides of the MSI championship trophy.

The host of the French home game spoke French throughout the whole process. A group of truant internet addicts couldn't even understand English, so they had to arrange the order.

The middle laner hooked the jungler's palm, but the jungler grabbed his hand and held it tightly.

The jungler frowned, "They seem to mean that Nighty is standing behind the coach and not with us."

931.

The mid laner looked at Nighty who was commanded with a blank face, and unconsciously thought of the little duck that had just crawled out of the eggshell.

Jungle pulled him over, and before everyone could react, he murmured something.

Although I can't understand it, I can clearly feel that the jungler's pronunciation should be very standard.

...After all, the translator on the side has froze.

The mid laner was just a little shocked that the jungler, who is an essential scumbag, could speak French so well, and then felt that he was a bit narrow-minded in thinking so. At least the jungler also spoke English very well. Learning and various abilities are actually not too big association.

He's gotten into the "it's a given that my boyfriend is so good because he's a jungler" mode.

...I can't understand what they're saying anyway.

932.

Under everyone's unaware eyes, the jungler finally ended the conversation with satisfaction.

Seeing that everyone was staring at him, he was a little uncomfortable, so he explained it bluntly.

"I asked, the position does not involve the lighting of the on-site operation, the adjustment is very simple, so let the substitutes of the two teams also stand up, the two coaches stand behind the trophy, they went to adjust, and the new one will be replaced later. Light markers configured."

Everyone seemed a little surprised, and felt that it was indeed something a jungler would do.

He always silently cares about all his teammates.He looks cold and irritable, but he is actually very sensitive and gentle.

He can change things if he fights for them, and he doesn't bother with things that only concern other people.

Nighty came over, and the jungler rubbed his curly hair expressionlessly.

Then, because the setting spray didn't feel good, I rubbed my astringent fingertips on Nighty's team uniform in disgust.

Everyone who thought the jungler was gentle just now: ...

Probably the three major illusions of LN.

933.

"I really understand!" The top laner exclaimed in earnest, breaking the stiff atmosphere.

The assistant is conscientious, "How to say?"

Ad looked at nighty, "Dog licking also have a future?"

Shangdan shook his head, "No, it's the way to survive in the harem, and it must be to please the queen!"

The jungler put his arms around the mid laner's waist with a cold face, and said very well.

"After all, the palace