Mecha little prince

You may be intimidated by physical and mental torture methods such as watching the game video and doing 10 sit-ups, [-] push-ups, and squatting for [-] minutes. After that, you will behave like [-] generations of good people from your ancestors—practice carefully , serious game, serious life.

The City Challenge is in full swing.

The Descendants of the Dragon Association ranked first in the group with 4 points in 35 games, and opened a 12-point gap with the second place in the group. The prospects for qualifying were bright, and some spots finally appeared on the coach's gloomy face. The little prince took the opportunity to ask for leave and return to the apartment.

Although he and Zhen Ping'an are usually stationed in the apartment, they are in the same school, and Zhen Ping'an "matches" him. He and two other roommates have also met several times in the high school.

Yu Chenglong and Yang Ye's scores for this year's college entrance examination have come out. According to the admission line of previous years, they will be able to enter Kuihai University. Zhen Ping'an wants to organize a hot pot game to celebrate, but the atmosphere inside the guild was too tense a while ago, and the little prince was too embarrassed to speak. Asking for leave, it wasn't until today that Chen Jinghui heard that the coach's mood improved and he had time to trim his beard, so he mustered up his courage.

Sure enough, the coach readily agreed and told him not to forget to do his summer homework.

The little prince: "..." If he could write less about his experience, he would have time to do his summer homework.

He used to stay in the palace all day long, and he didn’t feel too bored. Now that he’s been in the guild for half a month, he can’t hold back any longer. He goes out like an Erha who is off the rope, without looking back, and is happy all the way ran to the station.

The elevator in the apartment was still on the [-]th floor. After waiting for a few seconds, he climbed up the stairs irresistibly.After finally reaching the [-]th floor, the elevator went to the first floor again.

Wouldn't it be silly if he waited for the elevator to go back to the [-]th floor at this time.

In order not to be so stupid, he grabbed the handrail and took small trembling steps. Relying on his strength and perseverance and his increasingly hungry belly, he staggered to the door of the apartment step by step.

Zhen Pingan opened the door and looked at the steamed version of the little prince in astonishment: "Did you swim up?"

Yu Chenglong and Yang Ye, who had been waiting in the apartment early, came out to have a look.

Yang Ye said, "The elevator is broken?"

Although the little prince didn't want to expose his stupid side, he also didn't want to frame the hard-working elevator, so the coach who was far away in the guild stroking his beard could only take the blame.

"The trainer says climbing stairs improves stamina."

Yu Chenglong said affectionately: "Silly boy, if you want to climb the stairs, you can climb our teaching building." There are only four floors in total. "If you really want to climb the stairs of the apartment, you can sit on the [-]th floor and then climb."

The little prince: "..."

No, he doesn't want to climb stairs anymore.

The little prince turned on the fan for a while at home - just after strenuous exercise, blowing on the air conditioner is easy to get sick, and after eating a bowl of ice powder brought back by Jackie Chan, he went downstairs to the hot pot restaurant with his roommates.

Talking about the little prince joining the Dragon Descendants Guild and playing games along the way, Yu Chenglong said with emotion: "I never thought that my childhood dream would be realized by my roommate."

The little prince was a little shy: "Actually, I haven't played before."

Zhen Pingan, who has been paying attention to the competition, said: "The main reason is that the Challenger League limits the proportion of foreigners playing, otherwise you will definitely be in the 1V1."

Both Yu Chenglong and Yang Ye heard him talk about the glorious record of the little prince winning Shan Menglong in 1V1PK, and they were not surprised when they heard this, and they nodded their heads as a matter of course.

The little prince blushed even more.

Yu Chenglong continued to comfort: "When your guild enters the professional league, the requirements for foreign aid will be relaxed."

Yang Ye suddenly asked: "Hey, isn't Lin Shen coming back to play? Will you meet each other on the field?"

The little prince: "..."

It suddenly occurred to me that Lin Chen's poster was found in Brother Yu's room, so Brother Yu treated him...

Yu Chenglong didn't notice it, and the chatter was suddenly opened: "Lin Shen is in Zunzhou, and if he meets him, he will have to compete in the whole district. If there is such a day, no matter where the venue is, I will definitely take the train to accompany you go."

Yang Ye teased: "I'm sure it's the older brother accompanying the younger brother, aren't fans chasing idols?"

The two talked enthusiastically, but the little prince was shocked: "What do you mean by fans chasing idols?"

Except for the little prince, Yang Ye, who had the best classical prose, replied: "A fan is a fan."

? ? ? ! ! !

The little prince's eyes widened in disbelief, thinking of Lin Chen's nod when he asked if he was his fan, the blood on his face slowly faded.

How could anyone call someone who likes to worship themselves a food?

Food is obviously for eating, and it is used to refer to people. Isn't it really a deep hatred that wants to eat its flesh raw?After that, when talking about fans, wouldn't it be necessary to add an attributive "not to eat"?

The little prince's question made the three of them burst into laughter, Jackie Yu rubbed his belly and explained that fans are actually the transliteration of fans in English.

The little prince: "..."

English is really annoying.

Eating hot pot at night, the little prince, who is always fond of meat, ignored the beef and mutton in front of him, specializing in vermicelli, and within 10 minutes of the start, he aggressively wiped them out.

Yang Ye was dumbfounded: "I like eating fans so much? Do you want another one?"

The little prince stroked his half-filled belly and shook his head reservedly.It is enough to eat a fan to vent, if there is too much, it seems that he is very concerned about being misunderstood by Lin Chen, and he does not have such a high status.

Seeing that the little prince had recovered his carnivore nature, Zhen Pingan secretly heaved a sigh of relief.Is it because he reacted so strongly to the word fan...he had met a fan before, and there was something unpleasant about it?

As soon as "Mecha Virtual" came out, its popularity reached the top in the game circle, and its popularity remained high. The traffic of highly popular players was no worse than that of popular stars and idols.Although the little prince hasn't officially played in the competition yet, but his good looks are here, maybe there are crazy fans who quietly fell in love with him, and even harassed him in reality.

The more Zhen Pingan thought about it, the more sad she became, and her motherly heart shone brightly.

On the way back, he gave the little prince a good introduction to the types of fans, such as rational fans, diehard fans, brainless fans, passerby fans, wall fans... black fans.

When he heard the black powder, the little prince visibly lifted his spirits.

Zhen Pingan felt that her worries had come true: "Did you meet a black fan?"

The little prince shook his head cheerfully.

Zhen Pingan and the other two looked at each other in blank dismay, even if they were killed, the innocent little prince was gearing up to become a black fan.It's a pity that he was overwhelmed by the intensive itinerary before his lofty ambitions could be realized.

By the sixth round of the game, the point gap between the Descendants of the Dragon and No.2 had been pulled to 18 points. In the absence of the last round, the guild would definitely qualify. The guild started to celebrate ahead of time. The cafeteria served unlimited roast chicken and lamb for two consecutive days. Row.

教练和数据分析师商议之后，决定1v1和4v4换上全替补阵容，小皇子十分有幸，在第三场4V4的名单上。

It was the first time to play a game, the little prince was a little nervous, the night before yesterday he flopped on the bed for a long time and didn't fall asleep, but woke up Yang Huacheng in the next bed.

Yang Huacheng was too young to play, so there was no pre-match pressure, so he just sat up and wanted to chat with him to relax.

The little prince frowned: "Don't talk, I won't be able to sleep."

Yang Huacheng: "..." He hadn't spoken before, and he didn't see you falling asleep.

The little prince tried his best to sleep, but the harder he tried, the more he couldn't fall asleep; the more he couldn't sleep, the more anxious he became;

The little prince couldn't help but said: "You'd better talk, maybe I'll fall asleep after listening."

What can Yang Huacheng, who was a little sleepy just now, do? He can only sing: "Sleep, sleep, my dear baby..."

"You, this song...isn't suitable for me to sing to me?" The little prince stared in horror, his face in the dark was so red that it was about to bleed.

Yang Huacheng regained consciousness: "Then what do you want to hear?"

The little prince said: "Elegant."

That's too embarrassing for a 15 year old.Yang Huacheng felt that for the guild and for tomorrow's game, he really dedicated himself to the point of tears.He thought for a while: "How is Li Bai?"

Poetry?That must be elegant.The little prince nodded: "Yeah."

"Ahem, listen carefully."

"If I could do it all over again, I would choose Li Bai. Not many people guessed whether it was good or bad hundreds of years ago."

"If I could do it all over again, I would choose Li Bai..."

The little prince: "..."

Maybe Yang Huacheng had "re-started" too many times, the little prince finally fell asleep in a daze, but not long after dawn, Chen Jinghui came to wake them up, saw the two children getting weaker than the other, frowned and said : "What did you guys do last night?"

Yang Huacheng replied hoarsely: "He has insomnia."

"What happened to your throat?"

Yang Huacheng said: "I lost my voice."

The little prince was washing in the bathroom, and Tete ran out after hearing this: "My fault, I will take responsibility."

Chen Jinghui's heart was beating wildly, he grabbed Yang Huacheng's arm, and said in a trembling voice: "Say it again clearly, what have you lost?"

Yang Huacheng: "Sound... the sound of sound."

Chen Jinghui instantly let out the depression in his chest, and collapsed on the chair.

Assembly time.

The coaches and data analysts were chatting about today's lineup, and the players got on the bus in an orderly manner.

Suddenly there was movement on the stairs.

At the corner of the stairs—

Two "dark circles" supported a "muscle weakness" and went downstairs slowly with hardships.