After women's clothing, I became the favorite of the whole team [E-sports]

Ming Kui didn't let go at all.

The white-bottomed clock on the spire of the castle reflected the sun, and the black pointed long hour hand "ticked", moved a position, and turned to twelve o'clock.

The bell tower in the distance of the cloud realm didn't have time to distinguish the specific position, the giant bell was struck by an invisible force, and the ancient and long bell sounded indistinctly.

The clouds flow like water with sound waves, turning into soft sand around your fingers.

The clear and bright sunlight passed through the rainbow hanging under the double bridge, and the dancing gold reflected on his slightly shattered blond hair, bringing warmth to the outline of the young man's delicate face.

He seems to be born to stand in the brightest sunshine and give positive power to others.

The young man was against the light, his yellow eyes with a flamboyant smile were more dazzling than the sun, and he focused on reflecting the figure of the pink-haired girl in front of him.

"Do you know what happened to your elder brother Kui?" He blinked.

Mu Lingluo shook her head to indicate that she didn't know.

Not so much to know.

He silently glanced sideways at the epee nailed to the wall - he still prefers to change his posture to speak, nothing else matters.

"I guess you don't know, let me give you a popular science."

Ming Kui smiled at him, showing her sharp little canine teeth, "I think I was a well-known gangster back then. The boss of the society, the bully of the junior high school. Do you understand that feeling?"

He was triumphant, and the corners of his mouth curled up wantonly.

Mu Lingluo: "What? Delinquent boy? Black society?"

He was dumbfounded for a moment.

How did the topic get here, black, social boss?Ming Kui?

He looked left and right, and felt that the person in front of him didn't look like a cruel and violent person.

Mu Lingluo fell into deep thought, and added another qualifier - black, social boss who likes to eat desserts?

In the next moment, Ming Kui added: "I often lead a group of younger brothers who are shouting and hugging, bullying the elementary school students in the neighboring elementary school, confiscating their unqualified papers, forcing them to write self-criticisms and so on."

I thank you on behalf of the parents of elementary school students.

Mu Lingluo pursed her lips, and couldn't help but said: "You gangster. The boss of society is doing something wrong..." Isn't it too worthless!

"Unexpectedly?" Ming Kui smiled confidently, "Actually, I am the leader of the underground rock music scene. I specialize in writing dark punk songs, and I have released ten gold albums in rock music!"

I was wrong, I still think you are promising.

Ming Kui was vigilant, and justified himself: "You don't think of me as that kind of bastard, do you? No, no, no, I'm a musician, and I've never done any of those outrageous things."

Mu Lingluo apologized on the spot: "Brother, I'm sorry, brother, I was wrong."

Ming Kui was satisfied, and proudly said: "When I was in junior high school... Keke, do you know underground rock bands? My music style was that of dark music at the beginning! I have led the dark wind for a long time! At that time, the entire galaxy , there is no one in the underground area who doesn't know the name of my number one music boss!"

He knows that all the members of CRM are famous young.

But I didn't know that Ming Kui's experience was so grassroots, so self-made, so simple and unpretentious, so secondary...

You are enough!You have grown up and recalled this experience, but you didn't get hit by yourself until you died!

A picture suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

In the dark twilight, street lamps are used as stage lighting, and the dim yellow lights are transformed into various mainstream street colors of red and green.

The small street corner is covered with chaotic explosions of graffiti, the colors are extremely impactful, and there is a striking non-mainstream symbol of demons, skulls and big forks on the wall.

In addition to the band logo, there is a good word in English italics, which was painted on the wall with bright paint: "Momoru".

Ming Kui brushed it on by herself.

A boy in a black windbreaker with ripped jeans and black boots stood on the simplest stage built on the street, wearing a black peaked cap and sunglasses, and the bottom of his trousers was leaking.

A guitar full of personality and decorated in the same explosive style is hung on the body, and a black upright microphone is in front of him.

The crowd in the audience was crowded, the voice was surging, and the black crowd shouted his name loudly.

The boy straightened up and snapped his fingers. His unreasonably long and bony fingers quickly slid across the strings. His skillful technique combined with the sudden sound of drums behind him brought the atmosphere to a climax.

The open windbreaker draws a smooth and elegant arc with the movement in the night.

Think about it this way.

It still has Ming Kui's style, and it doesn't go against harmony.

Think again.

feed.

A cool, domineering underground singer, sitting in front of him is a well-behaved primary school student with a schoolbag on his back.

Stare at them doing homework, listen to rock music and write self-criticism when they can't finish.

Mu Lingluo quickly went through her mind, nodded and understood: "Oh, you are indeed a musical genius, as expected of you, you have so many musical styles..."

"Well," Ming Kui interrupted him with a smile, "there was only one thing I was interested in before, and that was music. Now I add one more thing, I am more interested in you than music. You should know that I am a genius Conceited and persistent, I won’t let go of things I’m interested in.”

He still maintained the posture of half pressing Mu Lingluo against the wall.

"I won't let it go. Why, are you hitting me?" Ming Kui rolled his eyes and raised his voice, "Are you here?"

Mu Lingluo was dumbfounded——I'm sure she's really sick!

In order to practice solo survivability, he chose a hero with no attack skills.

He said angrily: "If you don't let it go, don't let it go, let's see how long you can last!"

Ming Kui suddenly sighed.

"Little Lingluo, that's right, don't always support yourself."

Mu Lingluo raised her head in a daze: "Huh?"

"I know you are a very powerful support." He scratched his hair, "But a person will always be tired, don't wrong yourself just because you are very powerful."

Ming Kui smiled: "It's good to invite us to solo with you like this, no matter what, we will help you."

With the pleasant temperature of the sunny day, the pure white and soft clouds swept in like drifting in front of the eyes, instantly blurring the gorgeous castle behind into the color of glass.

——Ming Kui didn't say a word in his heart, implying worry: "After being cut by the other side, it actually puts a lot of pressure on you."

Therefore, in order to do his best, he watched Mu Lingluo exhaust his strength to lead the team out of Group A and rush to the first place in the overall standings.

He watched Mu Lingluo set a strict plan for himself that no support had ever done before, in order not to lose the rhythm of the team because of him.

Solo with the C position and survive again.

Let CRM take its own hero.

You must know that to survive in the hands of CRM players, even professional players in the same position in the e-sports field may not be able to do so.In the early stage of 1V1 matchup, someone will inevitably be solo killed by the CRM players.

Girls play support heroes.

He clearly shouldn't have any such pressure.

Ming Kui looked down at him.

Mu Lingluo will always be like this in his eyes - when he mentions e-sports, his eyes are bright, and everyone can see his love for e-sports.

He was standing right in front of him, as if he was standing on the podium of a competition, holding the victory bouquet with ribbons in his arms, and immediately raised his hand to throw it out, pink petals flying all over the sky.

but.

But CRM knows it all.

He can stay up late analyzing data and sleeps the latest of all.

He can accurately recite every system setting in the game, not only the skill cds of all heroes, but also the gold and experience of each wild monster.

He can perform extreme operations that no one has ever done before - Fufei hits all her big moves, Irelia accurately isolates the key person on the opposite side, Princess Aurora lowers Polar Night and Deep Web, Shen Sha accurately predicts, one step at a time Array.

Everyone in CRM knows how hard the girl has put in for that love that burns like fire.

The cloud heaven is built on the clouds, and the misty clouds and mist seem to be the intentions that Ming Kui infinitely wants to convey.

Mu Lingluo's eyes widened unexpectedly.

It was as if a soft spot in my heart had been poked, and a warm current flowed to my limbs.

He had never heard such words before.

In modern times, his teammates would just slam the door of the club and walk away saying, "What's none of my business? I'm not doing it."

"I just joined the club, I don't understand, come on."

"You are the strongest support, shouldn't you work harder?"

He pursed his lips, and his face was rarely at a loss - did he worry Ming Kui all this time, maybe unintentionally?

Ming Kui was amused by him: "Don't show that expression."

He said softly: "Are you putting pressure on yourself again? You, what have you experienced before to develop this kind of character It's really difficult, but I don't care. "

The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

Mu Lingluo said seriously, "Thank you, I have a bad personality."

He said frankly: "Poverty all the year round makes it easy to love money, and being lonely all the year round makes it easy to be overly self-reliant, so that you worry... This is my shortcoming, and I will correct it. Thank you, you are very warm."

Ming Kui's eyes curved: "Really? I, a former bad boy, was actually praised as a warm person by you. I'm so happy."

"Oh! That's right." Ming Kui's eyes didn't shift at all, his eyes were clear and pure, and he said sincerely, "I'm sorry, I got a little close, I didn't mean it, I just saw it accidentally..."

"I found that your breasts are a bit small, why don't you find a way to make them up? It doesn't match your sky-defying proportions. I think papaya is good! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

——Why is it papaya again!

Is the Snow God here?You have successors.

He also touched the atmosphere!

Mu Lingluo violently blocked his mouth and kicked him flying.

"Why don't you call Brother Kui?"

"You are dreaming."

The next afternoon, Mu Lingluo's door was knocked lightly by a boy in a short-sleeved T-shirt.

Mu Lingluo opened the door: "Ming Kui? What's the matter?"

Ming Kui hugged the album in her arms, with great interest, her eyes sparkled and said: "Want to listen to my previous albums? Holographic VCDs are limited editions, and they are all out of print now."

Mu Lingluo just wanted to take it.

A lazy, low-pitched and gorgeous voice came from the stairs. The young man's footsteps were unhurried, and he said lightly, "Don't look, come down five rows."

Ruan Jingxue narrowed her long and narrow peach eyes slightly, and her gaze flicked across the stack of albums.

"Xiao Lingluo, what do you want to hear? Other songs are also very good." His voice was seductive and casual, "As long as you mention a name, even if you want to keep the original project file of OSTdemo confidential, I can hack it for you."

Ming Kui's eyes flew over like knives: "..."

?You broke the law, do you know that?