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Ruan Jun felt the warm breath from Song Mingyi above his head, froze immediately, and replied mechanically: "Oh, oh. Got it."

Song Mingyi lowered his head and looked at Ruan Jun. This posture, as if he was really holding someone in his arms.

He paused silently for a few seconds before walking back to his seat and sitting down, and asked Ruan Jun in a gentle voice, "How do you feel?"

Ruan Jun still stiffened his shoulders and did not dare to move, he only dared to look at him slightly sideways: "Huh?...Oh, I feel a little hot."

Song Mingyi: "...How does it feel to play C position today?"

Only then did Ruan Jun realize that his answer was irrelevant, his face became even hotter, and in order to hide his discomfort, he spoke louder than usual: "It's okay, I'm fine, I'm just in the team..."

Song Mingyi took it: "A brick, where does it need to be moved?"

Ruan Jun nodded.

Song Mingyi smiled: "Then how about handing over the C position to you, Ruan Zhuanzhuan?"

Just as Ruan Jun was about to nod his head, he suddenly froze: "Position C... what number is it? Number 1 or number 2?" He subconsciously felt that number 1 belonged to Song Mingyi, "Isn't Ju Rui's number 2 very good?" , why did you let me come all of a sudden?"

Song Mingyi waited patiently for him to finish speaking before saying, "It's number 1."

"What about you?" Ruan Jun was surprised.

Song Mingyi replied: "I'm the captain, and I happen to change with you. I'm playing number 5."

Ruan Jun suddenly pursed his lips tightly, showing resistance in his brows and eyes.

Song Mingyi didn't understand: "Why, haven't you always been good at playing the C position?" And it was good enough.

The heat in Ruan Jun's ears gradually cooled down. He stared at the keyboard in front of him and didn't speak immediately.

Song Mingyi waited patiently for a while.

Ruan Jun asked softly, "Don't you want to win the championship?"

"Yes. I've been waiting for this championship for two years."

"Then why did you give me the No. 1 seat?"

Song Mingyi thought carefully about the meaning of his words: "Are you worried that you won't be able to score when you come to carry?"

Ruan Jun sniffed.

This is the default.

Song Mingyi looked at his frowning, suddenly stretched out his finger, stroked the center of his brow lightly, and calmed down the frown: "Don't frown. I will give you the No. 1 position. It's Chu and I." As a result of the discussion, we all think you are competent. Don't you have such confidence in yourself?"

Ruan Jun opened his mouth: "There is..."

He was always willing to believe in himself.But he also remembers the ridicule from his teammates, the evaluation of him from the outside world, the sympathetic eyes of others when KPL did not win the championship before, and the stern and contemptuous gaze from his mother.

He has been fighting against those "unbelievers".

In high school, as soon as he fell in love with DOTA, he skipped school to play, and he also made money by boosting for others, saved a lot of pocket money, and even paid for his university tuition by himself.

But after his mother and school teachers found out about playing games, everyone looked at him with a look of regret, and they opened their mouths and shut up, "What future can playing games have?"

As he grew older, he gradually strengthened his belief in playing professionally. He dropped out of school as soon as he entered university, and contacted the "Glory of the King" team by himself, but ended up with such a dismal ending under Song Mingyi's nose.

To put it bluntly, he is actually confident enough, but he feels that his light is too weak in front of the sun in his heart, and he is afraid that the other party will regard him as a dispensable dust because of his mistakes and mistakes. May be brushed away with disdain at any time.

"Both Chu Huang and I believe in you." Song Mingyi said.

Ruan Jun turned his head to look at him, and in his gaze was Song Mingyi's broad shoulders against the background of the dark night. Their surroundings seemed to be brightened by Song Mingyi's presence.

Therefore, there was light in Ruan Jun's eyes.

"Senior, do you really believe me?" He asked in a low voice.

Song Mingyi didn't understand where his lack of self-confidence came from, and thought he was nervous about suddenly taking on a big responsibility: "Trust." Song Mingyi said firmly, "I completely believe in you."

In the middle of the cold winter night, just this one sentence is enough to make Ruan Jun feel warm to the bone.

Regarding the change of position, no one in the team seemed to have any objections, so the subsequent training continued with Song Mingyi's plan and proceeded step by step.

When they opened their eyes, apart from eating and going to the bathroom, they just stared at the computer and studied. Many of them were typing on the keyboard in their dreams. Ju Rui also joked that this kind of training mode that races against time is as tense as the college entrance examination.

Everyone agrees with that.

Then move on to the next round.

In this way, I practiced until New Year's Day.

On the last day of the year, Song Mingyi didn't ask his aunt to make dinner, but specially ordered hot pot. After the meal, he gave all the team members a night off.

Next to the training room is the audio-visual room, with a projector and a sofa speaker. After the meal, he turned on the left and Xia Benchi turned on the TV to cast the screen. He wanted to watch the New Year's Eve party. Ju Rui checked the program list online, and there was a female star he liked. I also followed the past.

Ruan Jun went to the bathroom to wash his hands and face and came back, sat in front of his computer again, clicked on a certain game in front of him, and started watching it again.

Not long after, Song Mingyi sat next to him with a faint smell of cigarettes on his body.

"Why don't you go watch TV with them?"

Ruan Jun was a little embarrassed: "I... am not interested in those."

Song Mingyi nodded, and glanced at his screen: "Want to replay the round where you played Xiaoyu?"

Ruan Jun nodded: "I, Xiaoyu, don't play much. When I played today, I always felt that there was something wrong. The development is not bad at all, why can't I hit damage and can't bring the rhythm?"

Song Mingyi: "..." At the beginning of the game, Song Mingyi clicked on Ruan Jun's information panel to see that Xiaoyu had already played hundreds of games on Ruan Jun's account—and he must have more than one account.

Be humble, Ruan Zhuanzhuan.

Song Mingyi sighed, and moved his gaming chair to this side. He was tall and had long legs. He sat on the chair and turned around, and his knee hit Ruan Jun's chair.

"Go over a little bit." Song Mingyi said.

Ruan Jun obediently moved away and let Song Mingyi lean over.

Song Mingyi just watched the video while discussing and replaying with Ruan Jun bit by bit.

At this time, Chu Huang had just finished playing a video with his wife for almost half an hour, and watched the big fat boy at home for a long time.After coming out and blinking for half a month, he missed his son and wife a little bit.

Anyway, it's a holiday tonight, and tomorrow is the weekend, Chu Huang simply said hello to Song Mingyi, went home directly, and came back on Sunday morning.

Song Mingyi didn't have any spare eyes for him at the moment, so he waved the person away.

It took about 10 minutes to replay a game of [-] minutes. Ruan Jun understood it quickly, and Song Mingyi could often explain it clearly in one pass, and he could draw inferences about other cases from one instance.

So when the replay was over, Ruan Jun's eyes were eager to try: "I want to try a game!"

In the audio-visual room, Ju Rui finished watching his beloved little sister's singing, clutched his chest and went to the kitchen to get the Fat House Happy Water. When he came out of the kitchen, he looked up and saw Song Mingyi and Ruan Jun sitting side by side in front of the computer. He couldn't help but walked over to take a look.

"Isn't it sir, are you guys sneaking into a sweet double row?" Ju Rui is used to two-dimensional, and some flirtatious words can be uttered casually regardless of the occasion and the person.He was just talking casually, but the two people who couldn't help listening had different thoughts, one slightly curled his lips, the other simply pretended not to hear, and tried to cover up his "not hearing":

"The poisonous miss on the opposite side."

Ju Rui stood beside Ruan Jun and looked at it for a while: "Senior, your game is going well, Xiaoyu."

"Yi Shen's support is great." Ruan Jun, who played the game, spoke very concisely, and didn't devote much energy to the world outside the game.

Ju Rui watched for a while, seeing that Ruan Jun was catching every one of them except for the key point of installing the shadow knife, and coordinating with Song Mingyi, leading his teammates to wipe out the opponent wave after wave, suddenly his hands were itchy.

The water of happiness in the hand bottomed out at once, and happiness also bottomed out.

"Hey, you take me in the next game, let me be happy too."

At nine o'clock in the evening, the New Year's Eve party in the audiovisual room was performing a dance, Zuo Kai couldn't help but yawned, and the infected Xia Benchi also yawned.

The two looked at each other: "Smoking?" Then they walked out together.

Just a few steps out of the audio-visual room, Ju Rui's roar came from the training room next to him: "Fuck, Zeus on the other side dares to chase me! He's big!"

Zuo Kai and Xia Benchi had just discussed about Ju Rui's behavior of missing people with happy water, but they didn't care.Hearing the roar at this moment, they simply went to the training room to take a look, and found that except for the two of them, everyone else was training in a team.

So Zuo Kai and Xia Benchi each smoked a cigarette and took a Coke, and sat back at the computer desk.

On New Year's Eve, the ONG team trained until the last hour of the old year and the first minute of the new year.

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