Don't point the gun at me [e-sports]

Seeing that the circle is slowly shrinking, there are only four people left in the whole game.

Jiang Fei and Qi Yu hid in the toilet, ready to ambush.

"Bang bang bang bang!!" With the sound of a shuttle of bullets, Jiang Fei was killed.

Everything happened so suddenly that neither of them could react.

Immediately afterwards, there was another "bang bang bang bang" gunshot, and Qi Yu was also killed and eliminated.

"Hang on the ground." The two said in unison, and then they felt disgusted with each other, and rolled their eyes across the screen.

Jiang Fei got off the game and frowned. He lay flat on the bed, and was about to review the game in his mind, but as soon as his head touched the pillow, he was attacked by a deep sense of fatigue. After that, he closed his eyes and fell asleep within 2 minutes .

Ma Zitong, the manager, is both a father and a mother. He stood on the stage of the Penguin League offline competition wearing a team jacket with his arms folded, frowning as he watched the four members of his own youth training team on the stage.

With this lineup that has played in the league after a few games, let alone be able to eat chicken, it is a bit unreasonable not to be eliminated.However, there is no need to pay so much attention to such competitions that are more performance than professional.

What he is worried about is that the China-Korea friendly match and PCPI will start at the same time four days later.Not to mention how many games Jiang Han's hand can last, Jiang Fei is also prone to friction with the first team members.

Family ugliness should not be publicized, even if they fight at the base during training, it is fine, but if they quarrel in international competitions, they must not be ridiculed to death by the outside world?

Ma Zitong was like having thorns growing on his buttocks, he couldn't sit still, so he almost started walking around the competition site.

Jiang Fei slept for a long time before she remembered that there was still Qi Yu's Penguin League today.

He stretched, touched the laptop, sat down in a comfortable position, and clicked on the live link.

A new day starts with a pick.

Qi Yu is like a loach when playing games, completely opposite to his straight-forward personality.

Later, with a sprayer on his shoulders, he surrounded the entire team by himself and successfully killed them.

The commentator became more and more excited as he talked, spitting stars flew around, and he couldn't sit still more than Ma Zitong.

With a slight smile on the corner of Qi Yu's mouth, he calmly continued to find someone to shoot.

Soon, there were only five people left in the finals.

Qi Yu confronted people with guns, only a little blood was left, squatting in the toilet frowning and spraying medicine, just when he opened the door to get his vision, he was shot in the head.

[FB--Youth training Gouhuo killed NLXL--Feather]

There were boos in the arena. After all, Qi Yu's performance was too good, so it was a pity to be stolen like this.

"Damn!!!" Qi Yu couldn't help but swear, especially after seeing that the person who killed him was a member of FB, he became even more angry.

He took off his earphones and wanted to smoke a cigarette to calm down.

Although he doesn't smoke at all.

When interviewing Qi Yu after the game, he just curled his lips.

"Stolen by someone from FB, I guess you must be laughing."

Jiang Fei, who was laughing at the giagia in front of the computer screen, was stunned for a moment. He coughed twice, and his face was cold, his voice was not warm: "I don't know why, who are you talking about?"

"It's about you." Qi Yu looked at the screen indifferently, "It's a pity that I couldn't compete with you again. We will meet again in the future."

The sighs in the arena turned into the wailing of the girls.

And in the live broadcast room, the pot was also exploded because of Qi Yu's remarks.

[Ah, ah, Yushen... Does Yushen have a girlfriend? ? 】

[With such a good-looking personality and such a man, it's not normal to not have a girlfriend, right?But... I'm still so sad! ! 】

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo of Yuyu? ?I don't care I don't care I don't care! ! 】

[Why do I feel like a little brother Leng Yan?Feather God seemed to only talk to Leng Yan with a cold tone. 】A girl suddenly said, 【Besides, Yushen is so awesome, can there be a girl who is capable of fighting a gun with him? 】

This sentence was like a thunderbolt in the sky, waking up the tearful girls, and they instantly burst into vitality like a chicken blood.

[Yes duck!It must be the little brother Lengyan, Yushen said he was interesting two days ago! ! 】

[Although I don't know who that person is, in short, it's fine if it's not a woman! ! 】

[If it is really cold, then I choose to quit and give my best wishes. 】

[Sisters, my intuition tells me that it's just cold words! !Absolutely yes! !Bet on a pack of spicy sticks! ! 】

Jiang Fei, who was still reading the barrage with high interest, suddenly curled his lips. He swiped the mouse up and down, and couldn't help but read the barrage about Brother Lengyan back and forth several times.

Who is this guy?Is it great?Can I have a headshot?The more Jiang Fei thought about it, the more unhappy he felt.This kind of feeling is like one day your deadly enemy suddenly has another deadly rival. It is obvious that the two of you are in a hostile relationship, but you just feel that something is missing.

Jiang Fei felt that this tone could not be followed, so he simply started a game.

As soon as I got off the plane at the airport, I was so angry that it was like hanging up.

Jiang Fei is impatient now, with a cold face, the game is full of loopholes.He hid in the toilet, ready for someone to deliver the courier.

Do you think those little girls are stupid?

Qi Yu was clearly talking to himself, so there was nothing cold about it, he was really not ashamed to be a little brother!

Early the next morning, Jiang Han came to the youth training team for guidance.

On the surface, it is to help newcomers guide the problem, but in fact it is to open a small fire for Jiang Fei.

Ma Zitong also got up early, and dragged the rest of the first team to do ideological work, especially Fu Xiaobo, if there was a quarrel on the field, it would collapse.

"Okay, okay, I'm not a fucking person who doesn't understand things." Fu Xiaobo waved his hands, rubbing his face that was slightly swollen due to lack of sleep, "I will definitely obey Jiang when I call offline this time." Director Fei, he made me feel like I will never live."

"That's fine." Ma Zitong nodded, then raised his eyes to see Mao Mao who was upright in the morning, and walked over, "Maomao, let me tell you, don't care how ugly Jiang Fei's words are this time..."

"I will automatically filter it into instructions and signals." Maomao swears, and looks reassuring.

Ma Zitong hummed, and then turned to the platoon leader: "Hey old man, oh no, old man, what, Jiang Fei is still young, so, you have lived for so many years, can you..."

"I'll let him go." The platoon leader said first, and then looked at Ma Zitong with a look of contempt, "I'm only 22 years old, right? You can't attack me personally just because you're in a hurry, right?"

"Indeed—indeed—" Ma Zitong drew a long voice, and then glanced anxiously at Fu Xiaobo, who was eating fried chicken and scratching his fingers, "Hey, I said..."

"Ahhhhhhhhh I got it!!" Fu Xiaobo really couldn't stand his nagging like a wheel of a car, and wished he could put a **** on his mouth.

Jiang Fei had dark circles under her eyes when she woke up early in the morning. It looked like she didn't sleep well last night.

Rare insomnia.

Jiang Fei was lying on the pillow last night, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became. She got up in the middle of the night and went to Baidu, but a lot of words like "sneering words" popped up.

He had no choice but to give up searching, kicked his legs wildly on the bed, and couldn't stop smashing the bed board, almost smashing a hole in the wooden bed under his buttocks.

No wonder I can sleep well.

Seeing his state, Ma Zitong couldn't help but feel anxious for him: "Didn't I say that Jiang Han will come to guide your youth training today? Are you training in this state? What we need is the mistakes that occurred in your best state." .Why didn’t you go to an offline exhibition game yesterday? Didn’t I hope you had a good rest!”

Jiang Fei has already developed immunity to Ma Zitong's words, and the chatter comes in one ear and out the other. In his eyes, these nagging seem to be included in the list of irrelevant nonsense.

"It's okay, come and sit down." Jiang Han leaned against Jiang Fei's table and beckoned him over, "Tomorrow we will play a game, so don't rest so late."

"Yeah." Jiang Fei nodded and sat down.

It was originally a replay of the training match of the youth training team. Hu Tao and Jiang Han explained it from two angles.

Later, it became a criticism meeting where Hu Tao denounced Jiang Fei's shortcomings.

"Can you stop being so obsessed with airdrops?!" Hu Tao watched several games in a row, his scalp numb with anger.

FB--Youth training team Flynn, either licking the airdrop, or on the car going to the airdrop.As soon as the plane rang, Jiang Fei would drive away immediately, and died on the way to grab the airdrop in several games.

Jiang Fei had a cold face and said nothing.

Jiang Han sat on the side table to smooth things over: "This is also a training match. How could Jiang Fei be so irrational during the real match?"

Jiang Fei nodded in approval.

"You..." Hu Tao was angry, and simply waved his hands, "That's all, Jiang Han, tell me, I can't do it anymore."

Jiang Fei pouted, feeling that the coach was really strange.He didn't grab the airdrop when he wasn't in the training match, did he still want to grab it in the official match?

Besides, what to grab?life?

Jiang Han pulled up a chair and sat down, sitting next to Jiang Fei very patiently, instructing him how to choose a spot, how to gain the advantage as soon as possible as soon as he landed, and so on.

This guidance, to the night.

Jiang Han patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, rest early, there will be a training match tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he stood up and patted his sore shoulders from staying in one position for a long time.

Jiang Fei pursed her lips and grabbed his arm.

Jiang Han looked down at him, and finally withdrew his hand: "What's wrong? Who else doesn't understand?"

"Doesn't PCPI have five schedules?" Jiang Fei glanced at her keyboard calmly, "I can definitely lead a team to win the World Invitational."

"Yeah." Jiang Han nodded, "I know."

Jiang Fei pursed her lips.

"Take time to practice the FPP perspective." Jiang Han wanted to leave at first, but after seeing Jiang Fei's tense face from the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but care, "Why, are you worried that you won't be able to get PCI?"

"That's not true." Jiang Fei shook her head, "I'm just afraid that the limelight will be too strong and the guests will overwhelm the host."

"Oh, arrogant." Jiang Han took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, his eyes were full of helpless smiles.

"Tsk, timid." Jiang Fei raised his lips and chuckled.