dissatisfied [e-sports]

Yan Yibing turned his head and glanced at Han Mo. Although this statement sounded weird, there was nothing wrong with it.

Who doesn't want to surpass their predecessors, let alone Han Mo is already on the way to surpass him.

After the group picking ended, Duo Meng ran to Yan Yi Bing's side to thank him.

"I'm too nervous, thanks to Ice God for helping me smooth things over, I'm sorry just now..."

Yan Yibing carried the peripheral bag on his back, and smiled casually: "It's okay, just host it a few more times."

Duo Meng took out her mobile phone and nervously rubbed the screen of the mobile phone: "Can I leave a contact information of Bingshen, so we can double row together in the future."

Yan Yibing thought for a while, then nodded: "Okay, please write down my mobile phone number."

Many people know his contact information, and there is nothing to hide.

Duo Meng is short, and the top of her head only reaches Yan Yibing's chin, so when Yan Yibing told him the numbers, she lowered her head, her almond-shaped eyes drooped slightly, and she carried a peripheral bag across one shoulder, and one neckline was pulled by the shoulder strap It slides down slightly, revealing a beautiful collarbone.

After the shooting, the curtains were opened, and the sunlight slanted on the two of them through the window lattice, as if filled with a filter.

Xiao Nuo asked in a low voice: "Captain, what are you looking at?"

Han Mo narrowed his eyes, and lightly said, "Just delete my contact information casually."

Xiao Nuo blinked, looked meaningfully in Yan Yi Bing's direction, and whispered: "Captain, you..."

Han Mo took a deep breath, stretched his lower lip, and his lips turned white. After a while, he looked away: "Let's go."

Yan Yibing finished exchanging contact information with Duo Meng, confirmed that Duo Meng's name was already in WeChat, and was just about to put away the phone.

Duo Meng casually clicked into Yan Yi Bing's Moments, and said in surprise: "Bingshen, you don't post on Moments?"

Yan Yibing didn't set how long to show only, and he didn't share in groups. He simply didn't like posting. He thought it was boring and deleted all the posts before, so his circle of friends was blank.

Yan Yibing was worried that Duomeng might misunderstand, so he kindly explained: "There is nothing to post, but we might post it in today's game."

Duo Meng said politely: "I have to send more than ten messages a day, don't think I'm annoying."

Yan Yibing shook his head: "No, I quite like reading other people's posts."

Duo Meng held the phone in both hands, and when she looked up, she saw that Han Mo hadn't left yet.

In fact, she noticed it when Han Mo looked here just now, but because she was talking to Yan Yi Bing, she couldn't react immediately.

Looking at Han Mo's side face, Duo Meng's ears felt a little hot.

He just looked here, is he still interested in her?

Duo Meng ran over in small steps, and yelled: "Han Shen, can you wait a moment?"

Han Mo paused, frowned, and looked at her with an unkind expression.

"Is something wrong?"

Duo Meng was taken aback by his impatient face, and stammered a bit: "Just...you weren't angry just now, were you?"

The girl raised her eyes apprehensively, her eyes were bright and big with beautiful contact lenses, and her eyelashes fluttered pitifully.

Xiao Nuo gently pushed Han Mo behind him, and with his lips closed, he hummed softly: "Be polite, captain, the endorsement of the sports bracelet will be cooperated soon."

Only then did Han Mo soothe his face, and said concisely: "I'm not angry."

Duo Meng breathed a sigh of relief: "Then let's add WeChat. Next month's promotion details of the sports bracelet will have to be exchanged. The sponsor's father has set the streaming channel to my live broadcast room."

Duo Meng said euphemistically, but in fact, Prince's team will go to her live broadcast room for business next month, and it will be live.

It's not that the sponsors don't pay much attention to the people on the team. The main reason is that Han Mo doesn't talk too much, and the funder is also worried, so he finds a female anchor who talks a lot to take him.

Han Mo didn't move: "It's not necessary."

Duo Meng froze slightly, she did not expect to be rejected by Han Mo without hesitation.

"Uh... It is true that some processes need to be communicated, and it is more convenient to have WeChat."

Xiao Nuo immediately came out to smooth things over: "It's necessary, of course it's necessary. Who doesn't use WeChat for work now? Damn, our captain spends all his time in training and hardly uses WeChat. He can't keep up with the times."

Under Xiao Nuo's urging, Han Mo finally added Duo Meng's WeChat.

After adding, he didn't exchange a few words of greetings, and took Xiao Nuo away directly.

Song Tang moved closer to Yan Yibing, looked in the direction of Duo Meng and Han Mo, and murmured, "When you were talking to Duo Meng just now, Han Mo always looked at you, for no reason."

Yan Yibing couldn't help laughing: "Why is he looking at me? He must be looking at Domeng. Didn't you look at Domeng and immediately went to look for him?"

Song Tang touched the tip of his nose, hesitantly said: "Really, I read wrong?"

At this moment, the background broadcast sounded: "Please prepare the teams in the Miramar theater to the preparation room."

It seems that the results of the lottery have come out, and the first comparison today is the desert map.

Yan Yibing suppressed his smile and said in a low voice, "It's started, let's get ready."

He fixed the peripheral bag and pulled off the slippery coat.

On the way to the preparation room, it is inevitable to encounter other teams from the Miramar theater.

Captain Yinghuo greeted Yan Yibing with a smile: "Ice God, please be merciful for a while."

Yan Yibing smiled: "You're welcome, your lineup has been prepared for a year."

Captain Firefly: "Hahaha, don't expose it."

Fang Rui from Fox Hunt also came over: "This year's battle line is so long, seniors, don't try your best in the qualifiers, save some energy for Prince and CNG behind."

Yan Yibing lazily said as he walked, "I'm afraid I won't kill you if you don't try your best."

They knew each other very well in private, they often joked, and they spoke in a relaxed manner, without the slightest sense of nervousness about going to the battlefield.

Only when they ran into the Puxin team who had just left the waiting room, the conversation stopped tacitly.

Pu Xin's level is average, and there are no star players, so no one was invited during the group interview, and they stayed in the waiting room and never came out.

Yan Yibing caught sight of Lei Ming standing in the middle of the line.

Lei Ming lowered his head, his complexion was a little pale, his hand holding the peripheral bag was tightly clenched, and the strap of the bag was deformed by his pinching.

When Yan Yibing saw him, his eyes still hurt a little.

But the sourness was only fleeting, and he immediately smiled.

It's just that the fate is exhausted. Every year in this industry, there are comrades-in-arms who go to parting ways, and there are also enemies who become comrades-in-arms.

The others in Puxin are all veterans, and they smiled when they saw Yan Yibing.

Their captain Liu Sui bumped Lei Ming with his shoulder, and said carelessly: "Why, don't you say hello to your former captain?"

When Lei Ming heard this, the muscles on his face twitched, and he said uncomfortably, "Let's go, I'm in a hurry to check the equipment."

Liu Sui was not in a hurry, he chewed his gum, and smiled: "Ice God, speaking of which, Puxin and you Zero have a special fate, it seems that both players of our team were eliminated by you, oh, One has retired."

Lei Ming's face darkened, and he said coldly: "You're never finished, if you don't go, I'll go."

Liu Sui shrugged: "I'll see you on the field later."

Yan Yibing looked at him calmly and smiled contemptuously.

It's been a long time since he's seen this kind of hatred, but the small team is still working hard to get out of position.

Puxin has always had the bad habit of going heresy, and many teams in the league disliked them, so when he heard that Lei Ming went to Puxin, Yan Yibing felt sorry for him.

But this is Lei Ming's own choice, he is not qualified to comment.

After entering the preparation room, Yan Yibing walked to his place, unloaded the peripheral bag, moved his fingers a little, and said to the three teammates: "Cheer up, try not to make small mistakes, but don't work too hard. There are still so many games waiting." He said this to Fu Haifeng, Fu Haifeng's stamina is not as good as before, and it will be very strenuous after consuming too much in the early stage.

What Yan Yibing meant was that Fu Haifeng could rest in the qualifiers and work hard in the finals.

As for himself, he will naturally go all out.

Both Song Tang and Xu Rui understood what he meant. After plugging in the keyboard and mouse, Song Tang smiled confidently: "Don't worry, captain, we can handle these teams."

Yan Yibing just nodded slightly, and said, "Don't underestimate the enemy."

All teams confirmed that they had checked the peripherals, put on their headphones, and entered the custom room.

The gigantic three characters of Miramar appeared on the big screen watching the battle.

At the commentary desk at the front desk, Duo Meng and two male commentators have already sat down and are introducing the situation of these teams to the audience.

Talking about Puxin, the male commentator smiled and said meaningfully: "A magical team, this is the first model I've ever seen that relies on live broadcast to support the entire team. It seems that I really love e-sports."

Duo Meng said implicitly: "I heard that they donated a lot of construction funds to the league this year, and they worked very hard to get a PCL spot."

Male commentator: "Oh, we saw a new face in Puxin's lineup this year. It's Lei Ming, a member of Team Zero's second team. General."

Domon: "I'm also looking forward to their performance this year."

On the big screen, the route was quickly refreshed.

Male commentator: "Oh, this route is still very friendly. I think it would be more advantageous for Prince to be assigned to this theater. They have always played very well in Miramar."

Duo Meng: "Yes, especially Han Mo."

Male commentator: "Hey, it should be Chen Zefeng, it seems that you are partial to Han Mo."

Duo Meng blushed: "Don't make fun of me, we saw Zero jumped into the power plant they are familiar with, and it seems that they didn't want to lose their guns in the early stage."

Male commentator: "Yes, Zero is taking a steady and steady route. After all, it is a points race. If there is no accident, Zero can basically be sure to get the place for the next stage after eating chicken four times."

Duo Meng: "This circle is estimated to shrink to the vicinity of the crater. JG has a great advantage in this wave."

The male commentator: "Hey, we saw that Puxin even jumped out of the power plant. Is Lei Ming trying to get tough with his old club?"

Song Tang Gao Piao reported: "Captain, two teams."

Yan Yibing said calmly, "I'll grab supplies, Xu Rui will set up a gun for Song Tang, and Haifeng will control the vehicles."

This is their usual routine, and everyone has cooperated very tacitly.

Yan Yibing asked Xu Rui to set up a gun for Song Tang because he was sure that Fu Haifeng would not be in danger.

Generally, when the team lands, they search for supplies first, and only after the situation is under control will they take care of the vehicles.

If there were only two teams, Yan Yibing was confident that they would be overwhelmed, and he would have no time to harass Fu Haifeng.

As soon as Fu Haifeng landed, he went straight to the vehicle refresh point.

The desert map is too big, and it will be very uncomfortable if you don’t have a vehicle at hand, so grabbing a car is also very important.

Yan Yibing and Xu Rui touched the guns quickly after landing, Xu Rui was not greedy for supplies, and quickly protected Song Tang after getting the guns, while Yan Yibing jumped out to shoot with the team that had just landed.

Just as Yan Yibing swept away a person with his big spray, Song Tang had already landed and was about to run towards him.

And Xu Rui rushed towards Fu Haifeng's direction, intending to join them.

Results in the next second.

"Fuck me!"

Fu Haifeng roared angrily, and slammed the keyboard heavily.

Yan Yibing was taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, the kill announcement came out.

[Zero-haifengfu was eliminated by grenade fragments]

Fu Haifeng was warned once by the supervisor because he was suspected of swearing.

Yan Yibing took a deep breath: "Who?"

Fu Haifeng gritted his teeth: "Puxin, they also blew up the car, a bunch of lunatics."

It was too late for Xu Rui to rush over, he could only see a piece of fire that was slowly disappearing.

They lost people at the beginning, and they couldn't occupy the top of the mountain afterwards.

Xu Rui's blood surged, and he used the cover to touch the place where Fu Haifeng died.

He thought, no matter how bad it was, he had to take away Pu Xin, that idiot who threw the grenade, and avenge Fu Haifeng.

Yan Yibing pondered for a moment, then suddenly said hurriedly: "Xu Rui, come back!"

Xu Rui gritted his teeth, and his teeth creaked: "Right away."

He didn't listen to Yan Yi Bing's words this time, instead he was getting closer and closer to the place where the vehicle exploded.

Sure enough, the figure on the hill that was often used to collect tolls flickered.

Xu Rui sneered.

He just knew it was there.

Fu Haifeng stared at Xu Rui's perspective, always feeling that something was wrong.

It was indeed unexpected that he was killed, but looking back on the previous feeling, it seems that... the grenade did not come from the direction of the mountain.

Xu Rui has already started grabbing.

He only had one submachine gun and thirty bullets, but he thought it was enough to kill one person.

What's more, the opponent is still a garbage team like Puxin.

Xu Rui fixed the preview point and rushed out with the gun in hand.

The submachine gun fired continuously, and the bullets sounded like drums.

More than a dozen bullets were fired, and Puxin's sniper fell to the ground.

Xu Rui flicked his wrist and took a deep breath.

It can be regarded as revenge for Fu Haifeng.

He had just thought of this sentence, and suddenly there was another gunshot from the right rear.

Xu Rui was so conscious that he suddenly turned around and raised his gun to shoot.

There are only a dozen bullets left.

He insisted on killing two people with more than ten bullets.

But still not.

Because there are three people in Puxin.

In the end, it was Lei Ming who shot him in the head.

After Xu Rui's screen was blacked out, he realized that this was Puxin's trap.

He thought that Puxin would also have tactics, such as two people going to grab supplies, and two people doing other things.

But no, their goal from beginning to end is to exchange one with Zero Limit at all costs.

This is possible thanks to Lei Ming, who is familiar with all of Zero's tactics.

Puxin developed this routine specifically for Zero. They don't care how many people they lose, as long as they reduce Zero's staff, it will be the greatest success.

Their goal is not to get a place to advance to the next stage, because they know that they are not at this level.

They just want to hype as much as possible during the game and become the focus of public opinion, because scolding is also a kind of traffic, which will bring considerable benefits to their subsequent live broadcasts.

After this scene, fans of Zero must have flocked to the Puxin live broadcast room to contribute their heads.

Xu Rui tugged on the earphones, his face flushed, "I'll fuck Mr. Lei Ming!"

He was afraid of being caught by the supervisor, so his voice was very low, but his teammates in the earphones could hear him clearly.

Yan Yi said coldly: "I just told you to come back, what did you do?"

Xu Rui wiped his face, feeling ashamed.

Yan Yibing took a deep breath: "Song Tang, don't avoid the battle, the plan has changed, try to get as many kills as possible."

The male commentator said tactfully: "Ah, this wave of Zero is really hurting, and two people are gone at the beginning."

Duo Meng: "Puxin is killing eight hundred enemies and destroying one thousand."

Male commentator: "This...is what they want, I seem to hear Zero fans scolding."

While watching the battle backstage, Sun Tian hopped coquettishly: "I call him his ancestor! Lei Ming is such a jerk! I want him to pay a termination fee!"

Coach Zero grabbed Sun Tianjiao by the neck: "Calm down, although they are dirty, they didn't foul after all."

Sun Tianjiao: "He told Puxin all about our tactical habits. I said how could Puxin give him such a high signing fee? Heh, my old lady is used to seeing big winds and waves, and she actually capsized in the gutter. This matter is endless!"

Xiao Nuo glanced at Han Mo: "Lei Ming is too bottomless."

Chen Zefeng: "Zero must be mad. Puxin just wants to become famous by leapfrogging the porcelain, and now they have succeeded."

Mo Bei sighed: "Xu Rui's mentality has exploded, and even Fu Haifeng, who is so steady, has received a warning."

Xiao Nuo: "It doesn't make sense, does Lei Ming hate Zero very much?"

Chen Zefeng: "That's right. I heard that Bingshen treated him very well. He was given a chance in the exhibition match last time, saying that if he wins the captain, he can enter the first team or something."

Mo Bei: "It's nothing else, it's just that he suffered so much damage. After the Ice God, he must be killed. He is already 25, and there are so many games in the future..."

No matter how stable Yan Yibing's record is, the aging will not leave no traces.

With the loss of two players, and the circle is not dominant, this round will be very difficult for Zero.

Han Mo stared at the relay TV, his eyelids were deeply folded, and his eyes were dark.

After a while, he said lightly, "It's nothing."

The three of them looked at Han Mo together.

With the relationship between Han Mo and Yan Yibing, they should applaud at this moment.

But Han Mo didn't mean to gloat at all, he stared at the screen, staring at the gun god who seemed to return to a few years ago with fascination, and whispered: "He is Yan Yibing."

The author has something to say: Han Mo: She is my wife.