dissatisfied [e-sports]

This sounded a little familiar.

Yan Yibing remembered that he used to like to scare the young trainees like this, especially Han Mo.

Back then, Han Mo was highly talented and trained hard, but he didn't suffer any setbacks, his career path went smoothly, and he scolded everyone he saw.

Han Mo's solo lineup is really powerful, and Yan Yibing at the time didn't even have the confidence that he would be able to beat him.

However, the game is about tactics and coordination, and it is useless to be strong alone.

In order to frustrate his spirit, Yan Yibing made a fight with Han Mo.

He took a team of random water friends, and Han Mo took Zero's official second team members to play a confrontation match in the rainforest map.

In the end, Yan Yibing ate the chicken easily, and the whole team only lost one member, while Han Mo's entire army was wiped out, and was finally blocked behind a stone by impenetrable bullets.

Yan Yibing walked up to him, looked down at him, lowered his eyelids, and smiled half-smile: "Do you know what tactics are?"

Han Mo paused, and slowly shook his head.

He knew that he was ashamed, his lips were biting white, and his eyes were more lonely than usual.

Yan Yibing lazily leaned against the table, crossed his legs, and rested his arms on Han Mo's LCD computer, tapped his fingers lightly, and said bluntly: "I, a great god like me, will guide you personally. If you don't understand, you have to It's a little punishment."

Han Mo raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on Yan Yibing's fair fingers.

All e-sports players took good care of their hands, but Yan Yibing was exceptionally good.

He doesn't go out very much, his skin is as white as if he has never seen the sun, and his joints are not abrupt, but they support each joint in a well-proportioned manner. His nails are trimmed short by him to prevent noise when typing on the keyboard. The fingertips are pink, very cute.

Han Mo stared for a moment, lowered his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "What... punishment?"

He was so tense that his back was tensed and his hands were clenched tightly.

Yan Yibing was silent for a moment, hooked his finger on the earphone cable and tapped Han Mo's head lightly, rolled his eyes, and said boldly, "Come here and rub my shoulders."

So Han Mo tightened his Adam's apple, stood up obediently, threw the earphones aside, and rested his palm on the edge of Yan Yibing's collarbone.

Time has passed, and I didn't expect that there would be a day when I would return this sentence to him.

I didn't expect Han Mo to learn the bad habit of bullying from him.

Yan Yibing's Adam's apple rolled slightly, he couldn't help laughing, and murmured softly: "What... punishment?"

When he asked this sentence, he felt mixed emotions.

The boy grew up, became a master, and began to educate newcomers.

Sure enough, no one can make him bully for a lifetime.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was really pleased with Han Mo's current achievements.

Han Mo's breathing was heavy and sprayed into the headset, making it impossible to ignore.

After a while, he calmly said: "Isn't it local? If you have time to have a meal with us, Zefeng, he is interested in you."

Chen Zefeng: "???"

His heart was bitter, but he couldn't tell.

Knowing that the other side might be a human demon, he still eats a fart, and he can't go even if he pays.

Yan Yibing rubbed between his brows, feeling relieved.

When Han Mo asked just now, he thought he had exposed something.

It turned out that Chen Zefeng wanted to ask Little Wild Cat to ask Han Mo to show up.

Yan Yibing wasn't afraid at all, anyway, once the game was over and his account was logged out, he would admit what a fart.

So he casually agreed: "No problem."

The bullet screen also let out a long breath——

[Scared to death, I thought my husband was going to tease the little wild cat. 】

[So it was for Chen Zefeng's benefit, tsk tsk tsk, when did the captain become so enthusiastic? 】

[Chen Zefeng is fine, as long as it's not a cold god!Little wild cat rush! 】

[Fuck, little wild cat girl, wake up, Chen Zefeng is old and unworthy! 】

[It's great to meet professional players face-to-face, I don't need to spend money to rank in the future, I envy Little Wild Cat. 】

Yan Yibing thought to himself, Dad doesn't need you to envy him.

He asked Han Mo: "Do you want to go? If you don't go, there will be no one left."

Han Mo pursed his lower lip and gave a low laugh: "Let's go to the ruins."

Yan Yibing: "???"

At this time, the people in the ruins have just finished their guns and ran away, and large supplies such as M24 have also been robbed, and the ruins are still on the edge of the circle. Are they waiting to be caught in the circle now?

Xiao Nuo didn't question it at all, he searched around the pier and only found a two-seater off-road vehicle.

Yan Yibing wanted to say that Sanotu was so small that he didn't need a car at all.

But Han Mo got off the observation deck and got directly into the driving seat.

The pure black combat uniform matches the skeleton structure of the off-road vehicle very well, the huge tires are flush with the upper body of the person, and the mottled rust lining the characters in the car has a bleak temperament.

Han Mo didn't even wear a helmet, M416 was on his back, and his black hair was exposed to the air a little arrogantly.

Xiao Nuo consciously left the car, Han Mo said slowly: "Little wild cat, get in the car."

In front of the screen, Yan Yibing frowned, moved the mouse slightly, and asked, "Where are the two of them?"

The sound of the motor rang, and the off-road vehicle sped out, moving forward along the winding dark road, quickly throwing Xiao Nuo and Chen Zefeng far away.

Han Mo replied seriously: "The two of them are going to the jungle, and I will take you for a drive."

Yan Yi Bing: "...not anymore?"

Han Mo: "It's okay, you cover me." He was driving a car, he couldn't shoot, and it was easy for someone to sweep his car while walking on the road.

Yan Yibing was dying: "I can't cover you at this level." So let's get on the right track and take the head!

Han Mo said calmly, "Then die together."

Yan Yibing: "..."

Yan Yibing sighed silently.

He didn't know exactly what Prince's manager was asking for, but the game was going against him.

It seems that Han Mo intentionally or unintentionally kept him away from Prince's new tactics.

Yan Yibing didn't know if he was thinking too much.

On the way, Yan Yibing has been very silent, he has become impatient, because now is a waste of time.

Han Mo suddenly said, "I was teasing you just now, I didn't ask you to treat me to dinner."

Yan Yibing was no longer interested in pretending, and the lively and innocent energy in his tone disappeared, and he said indifferently, "Han God talked too much today?"

It's not so much, it looks like when he was a youth trainee under him.

In front of the screen, Han Mo's expression flickered, and he slightly curled his lips: "Are you interested in joining Prince's youth training?"

The corner of Yan Yibing's mouth twitched: "I'm not interested, mainly because I don't have talent."

Han Mo: "Why do I think you are quite talented? You have good eyesight, strong listening skills, and excellent combat awareness. Except for your marksmanship being punctual and inaccurate, you are almost at the level of a professional player."

Yan Yibing's heart beat faster and his nerves were tense: "You are too flattering, I'm just blind."

Han Mo nodded thoughtfully, and when Yan Yibing was extremely nervous, he stopped continuing this topic.

He turned to say: "The scenery of the rainforest is good, the river is on the right, and the mountain is on the left. After the revision of the ruins, it looks a bit like a temple."

Yan Yibing couldn't take it anymore: "You really took me to see the scenery?"

"Why." Han Mo said slowly, "You don't like it?"

Yan Yibing suspected that Han Mo had noticed something.

But Han Mo suspects that he is not a novice at most, and he is absolutely unable to guess his identity.

The captain of Zero, the master of the top domestic team, can he not hesitate to pretend to be a female fan?

No one will believe it.

What's more, his relationship with Han Mo is not good, Han Mo guesses that no one can guess him.

That night, Han Mo took Yan Yibing to see the majestic and ancient ruins of the rainforest, the sad Gobi desert, and the endless silver frost on the snow.

Yan Yibing had never gone through the map so thoroughly in his life.

They did everything except play the game seriously.

It's not that he didn't eat chicken, but Xiao Nuo and Chen Zefeng basically took the heads, and Han Mo's task was to take him around for a ride.

Yan Yibing couldn't take it anymore.

After three hands, before Xiao Nuo could speak, he said directly: "It's time, my mother told me to go back to sleep."

Han Mo let go of the mouse, leaned back slightly, and asked leisurely, "Little wild cat, are you coming tomorrow?"

Yan Yi Bing: "Hehe, I won't come, I have something to do tomorrow, so I'm going on a blind date."

What he said was not a lie.

Yan's mother also found him a daughter of a college colleague, who was the same age as him, with a scholarly family, good looks and conduct, and an excellent person, who studied art abroad.

Yan's mother told him to be cautious, because there are not many good girls who look up to game nerds these days.

But he didn't come to bid not because of the blind date, but because he knew that there would be no tactics in the future.

The relaxed expression on Han Mo's face instantly turned cold, he closed his eyes, the inner eyelids were folded deeper, the fundus of his eyes was dark and no emotion could be seen.

He was silent for a moment, and asked, "Where is the blind date?"

Yan Yibing raised his eyebrows slightly.

Normally, he would definitely get over it with just one sentence.

But now that the live broadcast is on, he doesn't want to expose his speaking habits.

He said vaguely, "A coffee shop near home."

The agreed place was indeed a coffee shop near his home, but it doesn't matter if you say it, the city is so big, there are thousands of coffee shops if not tens of thousands.

Before Yan Yibing went offline, he said lightly, "Goodbye, everyone."

He quickly logged out of the account, and then asked Sun Tianjiao to add Xiaoyemao's account to Xianyu.

The advert reads——

[This account has Steam friends of Captain Prince! 】

As soon as the little wild cat left, the live broadcast room suddenly seemed a little deserted.

Chen Zefeng murmured: "Oh, Little Wildcat won't bid tomorrow."

He felt a little weirdly reluctant.

He knew that the other party might be a professional player and was here to set their tactics, but Little Wild Cat's voice was really sweet, sweet and itchy.

Han Mo raised his hand and massaged the back of his neck wearily.

Keeping one posture for a long time made his cervical spine slightly sore, but this kind of tiredness will soon return, and he doesn't care.

What hurt him was not the cervical spine, but the heart.

Blind date?

Go on a blind date with a woman?

Yan Yibing is 25 years old, and he has indeed reached the age to start blind dates.

There will be more and more such things in the future, he knows and doesn't know.

Perhaps one day, Yan Yibing will be able to find a pretty good woman, fall in love and get married.

Han Mo ignored the platform's request and took out a thin cigarette from the drawer.

He held it in his mouth, lazily pressing the tip of his teeth against the cigarette butt, and flicked the lighter with his fingers, a cluster of jumping flames jumped up, quickly burning the shredded tobacco.

He took a puff and exhaled the smoke thinly, his dark hair hazyly covered his eyes.

A bit long, probably should be cut.

It was too late for the house manager to warn him that he was prohibited from smoking in public, and the female fans on the barrage had already gone crazy with excitement.

[Woooooo since the platform was regulated, I haven't seen my husband smoke! 】

[So handsome, so handsome, I really like the way Momo is smoking, so wild and crazy. 】

[If our gods don't play e-sports, let's rule the underground black market! 】

[This cigarette is worth dozens of cigarettes, and I can't afford to smoke it. 】

[Momo, you are still young, don't compare yourself with those old guys, pay more attention to your body and less smoking. 】

The housing management came over quickly to warn: "The platform has banned the anchor from smoking in public, please rectify it as soon as possible, otherwise the live broadcast room will be closed in ten seconds, thank you for your cooperation."

Han Mo ignored the warning, his eyes rested on the barrage, and in the last few seconds he said: "I won't come tomorrow, Mo Bei will come, welcome to continue bidding."

As soon as he finished speaking, the live broadcast room was forcibly closed.

Chen Zefeng turned his head and took off the earphones, and said in surprise, "Captain, you won't be coming tomorrow?"

He thought that Han Mo could accompany them through the four days of activities.

Han Mo shook his head: "Be careful, this kind of activity is just for fun, don't shake everything out."

Chen Zefeng: "...Oh."

He always had the illusion that Han Mo was left for the little wild cat.

The little wild cat left, and Han Mo left.

Xiao Nuo asked: "Captain, do you have something to do tomorrow night?"

Han Mo stood up, pressed the remaining half of the cigarette on the orange peel on one side, and said softly, "Yes."

Xiao Nuo asked curiously, "Where are you going?"

Han Mo's eyes narrowed, his jaw tightened, and the dark blue blood vessels on the side of his neck were particularly obvious.

There was a bit of ruthlessness in his tone: "A certain coffee shop."

The author has something to say: Han Mo: Master, before going to bed, let's count how many times you have been on blind dates.

Yan Yibing: No... Take it easy.