Thousand-layer routine of green tea as the essence [e-sports]

"Damn it, Brother Yu, why is your mouth broken?" Luo Feiyang ran over with his mobile phone and exclaimed when he saw the dried blood scab on the corner of Zhou Yu's mouth.

Qiao Xi saw it too, and he glanced at Mu Huanxing secretly, thinking that this must be a bit harsh...Turning his head and holding Luo Feiyang down, he said, "Go, go, talk about business."

Mu Huanxing ignored the two of them, went straight to the kitchen, opened the pot and found that it was empty.

Luo Feiyang, who was about to talk to Zhou Yu, saw his behavior and scratched his head: "Ah...well, we've finished eating the buns and shrimp dumplings, and the egg pancakes made by Auntie, do you want any?"

Qiao Xi, who was chewing the last shrimp dumpling, felt his heart skip a beat.

This couldn't be Fu Yunling's loving breakfast specially made for Zhou Yu, right?

Zhou Yu squeezed Mu Huanxing's palm and said, "It's okay, I'll just eat some egg pancakes, and I'll have lunch later." Seeing that Mu Huanxing wasn't angry, he turned his head and asked Luo Feiyang, "What's the matter?" What's the matter? What are you arguing with Feng Anyu?"

"Feng Anyu dissed us on Weibo, saying that we invited foreign aid for the training match yesterday, and stepped on Brother Fu by the way, what are you talking about...the secondary output position is just a vase with only a face." After reading the content on the blog, Zhou Yu leaned over and glanced at it, and he had a bottom line in his heart.

This incident is also mentioned in the original book, Feng Anyu was deflated in the training match, turned around and went to Weibo to be eccentric Fu Yunling, and even boasted a wave of Beast, trying to get Fu Yunling's fans to pinch him A member of Pioneer's own team.

It's just that this time because of his changes, Beast's role was replaced by his.

After Zhou Yu recalled the plot, Coach Chen came over with the manager of the first team: "Zhou Yu, the makeup artist is coming soon, and I will take a photo of the makeup in the studio next door later. If something like this happens today, I have to make it up in advance." It's okay for you to announce it officially? Ouch, what's wrong with your mouth?"

Being mentioned twice in a row, he raised his hand to touch it, but was stopped by Mu Huanxing: "Don't touch it, the scab that just formed is still very tender, if you touch it, it will bleed again."

Zhou Yu had no choice but to obediently put down his hand, and casually said to Coach Chen, "It's okay, I accidentally bumped into it."

Coach Chen turned his eyes towards Mu Huanxing: "Oh, it's okay, let the makeup artist cover it for you later, it's not a big problem, you can go with the manager, it's in the next building, not far away."

Still need makeup?

Zhou Yu's nose wrinkled slightly when he thought of what Luo Feiyang said earlier that applying sunscreen was like putting oil on his face.

Mu Huanxing asked: "Can I help him make up?"

Coach Chen is a little different: "Ah? You, it's fine if you know how to make up... Both of you have good foundations, so it should be easy to do, but is it better to leave the makeup photos to the makeup artist? After all, they are professionals."

"Forget it, other people's transformation of me won't cooperate well, and it may trouble the makeup artist, so let Xiaoyun do it." Mu Huanxing didn't seem to be so difficult to accept when he made up for him.

Coach Chen hesitated for a moment, and then waved his hand: "All right, all right, just don't mess around, then you two go, follow the manager, he knows the place."

When we got to the studio in the next building, the cameraman was still adjusting the equipment. In a hurry, everyone was not ready yet. Zhou Yu pulled La Muhuanxing's sleeve and whispered, "Can you stop painting your face? Just cover the scab?"

There was a small dressing table next to the studio. Mu Huanxing asked Zhou Yu to sit there, and looked at his face carefully under the light. Zhou Yu, a person who didn't know what skin care was, had surprisingly good skin. , I can't see any blemishes, and the bone phase is also very photogenic, with a small face and deep facial features.

It's just that the lip color is a bit light.

Mu Huanxing also knew that he didn't like to smear things on his face, seeing his pitiful appearance, he said with a smile: "You don't need to smear it, Brother Yu, don't worry, just leave it to me, it won't be uncomfortable, it will be fine after a while."

"Brother Yu, close your eyes."

Zhou Yu was still a little curious about what the slender tube in his hand was, so he had to close his eyes after hearing what he said.

The very soft touch rested on the damaged part of the corner of his lips, as if something had been pasted on it, and then a soft brush swept across his face, which was very comfortable and quite enjoyable, like a massage.

In less than 10 minutes, Mu Huanxing told him to fix it, and Zhou Yu was even a little unsatisfied.

It turns out that makeup is nothing scary?He opened his eyes and blinked, looked at the mirror in front of the dressing table, and stared at the face in the mirror slowly showing a puzzled expression.

Is there any difference from before?

"How is it?" Mu Huanxing stood beside him expectantly.

Zhou Yu swallowed, and looked at it seriously for a while: "Well, it's pretty good."

I don't know how to say it, anyway, it's over with praise.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Huanxing leaned over and gave him a kiss on the side of his cheek.

Until the photographer called him, the blush on Zhou Yu's face didn't fade away, and the photographer even praised him for his natural blush.

It was very simple to take a set makeup photo, put on the team uniform and stand upright, take a picture and it’s over. When the photo was finished and was about to post an official announcement on Weibo, the team manager asked Zhou Yu what ID he planned to use, and he was suddenly shocked. I feel like I haven't figured it out yet.

"Think quickly, I'll give you half an hour." Lao Zhang also came, and he blew his beard and stared at his words.

Zhou Yu is a waste of names, he can only look at Mu Huanxing for help: "Can you help me think of an ID?"

Mu Huanxing asked: "Brother Yu, what was the ID of the original Asian server?"

"SpiritZ, is that what it's called?"

He didn't say that Zhou Yu would forget about this. He bought this account with Gao Ran when he first started live streaming Overwatch. The ID was also taken by the two of them. But when he returned to the national server to develop, this account was basically useless Use it again.

Unexpectedly, Mu Huanxing even remembered this.

After finalizing the ID, the personnel in charge of the operation of the team immediately posted the official announcement photo and the edited Weibo together.

Originally thought that the turmoil that Pioneer invited foreign aid to play the training game could be over, but the rhythm of netizens has been brought up by Feng Anyu, and the matter fermented quickly, and it was still more difficult than they imagined.

[Pioneer is leaving the team, I'm tired: Is Pioneer determined not to play well in this league?That's right, you can make a lot of money just by relying on the gimmick of the all-China class, it doesn't matter if you get grades or not, you can make money anyway.After all, the sub output position is a popular vase, and the main output position has never been seen before. Are you really going to take the route of appearance in the e-sports circle and play games with your face? 】

[Internet Addiction Detoxification Master: ... spend tens of millions of dollars to buy a league seat just to embarrass yourself by going abroad? 】

[Angela is my girlfriend: I have been supporting the All-China class since the team was established, and I am really tired now. Although Overwatch is a team game, I really don’t need to say how important the output is, right?These two people really can't say anything. It is estimated that the team's senior management is planning to run away with a wave of money. 】

As soon as the official announcement Weibo was posted, the number of retweets immediately exploded, and the top string of comments with over a thousand likes were all mocking them.

A few minutes later, Luo Feiyang exclaimed: "Damn it! That idiot Feng Anyu posted on Weibo again!"

Zhou Yu touched his phone and clicked on Weibo. The latest topic in the Overwatch League was his Weibo post.

[WH-AnYu: Don't even guess, this person came in through the "back door", someone's orientation, everyone knows @SZ-Admire, just wait for Pioneer to get zero seals this year. 】

"Can professional players talk nonsense like this?" The comments under this Weibo are simply unsightly, and this person is openly @朱界星, Zhou Yu is really annoyed this time.

As an anchor in the real world, he must carefully abide by the rules of the platform, let alone a professional player with greater influence.It's one thing to encounter such a mindless plot while reading a novel, but it's a completely different mentality for Feng Anyu to humiliate Mu Huanxing in front of him.

Mu Huanxing approached, but before he could see what Feng Anyu had posted, he saw Zhou Yu typing on the screen with both hands, and followed by a comment.

[Did Ayu score today: @WH-AnYu, stop shouting, come solo. 】

"Brother Yu's Weibo name hasn't been changed." Mu Huanxing smiled lightly, and his warm breath fell behind his ears, and Zhou Yu's arrogance instantly softened.

Everyone has a Weibo name with a professional team and their own ID, and his one is especially conspicuous when mixed in, and it seems to lose in terms of momentum.

Zhou Yu: "I... I forgot."

Mu Huanxing watched his ears slowly turn red, reached out to fetch his mobile phone, opened a membership for him, changed his name [SZ-SpiritZ] by the way, and said: "I will let the manager come to help you later." Verify your account and open a V."

"Okay." Zhou Yu picked up the phone, and Feng Anyu replied under the comment just posted: [@SZ-SpiritZ, the main output position is looking for my tank position solo?Do you want some face?Why don't you just say that you want to play against the support position? @WH-Warlock, there is a way to line up with our team's output position, dare you? 】

Qiao Xi, who has been following the battle situation on the front line, yelled strangely: "Day? What do you mean? I look down on support people? Your father and I play support because the output is too strong. I think it's not a challenge to play support, okay? Pooh! I don't dare Take your teammates out to take the blame, idiot."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the living room was pushed open, and Tang Feng, a big man with a short hair, hurried in, went straight to Zhou Yu and said, "Brother Yu, are you going to play solo? With Warlock? I'll check with him a few times. I have experience, and I can... If I can provide a little help, I will treat it as a reward for Brother Yu's promise to teach me Genji."

Tang Feng blushed after he finished speaking, and he didn't dare to look at Zhou Yu any more, and stood where he was.

Zhou Yu's shoulders tightened, and Mu Huanxing, who was holding him, tugged at his clothes. He raised his hand and touched the back of his hand, and comforted him, "It's okay, I confronted him yesterday, he's not mine. Opponent, baby don't worry."

"En." Mu Huanxing responded casually.

Seeing this, he replied to Feng Anyu with [top number], stood up and asked Tang Feng: "Can you explain in detail? You must know more about Warlock than I do."

Tang Feng was overjoyed, and the two brothers hugged Zhou Yu's shoulders and walked towards the training room on the second floor: "Come on, let's turn on the computer first. I know him too well, so I'm sure I will make arrangements for him clearly."

Qiao Xi shrank her head when she saw this, and secretly glanced at someone's face.

Mu Huanxing leaned on the sofa and quietly stared at the backs of the two people going upstairs, expressionless, but he just vaguely sensed a certain... the smell of the mountain rain coming and the wind filling the building.

This person is really jealous, he can't wait to carry Zhou Yu in his pocket and pretend that no one is allowed to touch him, even if he touches it or takes a look.

But he still has to put on a innocent and harmless face, who knows what he actually thinks in his heart.

Qiao Xi shivered while holding the phone.

I hope Tang Feng is okay.jpg.