What kind of experience is it to have a group pet bamboo horse [E-sports]

Back at the base, Qiao Hui didn't stay idle for a moment, so he went to Xiaojiu to report today's situation.

"Originally, if Lian Que was here, I could have inquired more, but he has something to do temporarily, and I am too embarrassed to ask others, so that's all."

Xiaojiu nodded approvingly, "It's enough, no one else can go to WIN, it's already taken care of for us."

Qiao Hui was not very satisfied with his undercover trip today, he promised: "Next time when Lian Que is around, I will definitely go there again."

After leaving Xiaojiu, Qiao Hui found that everyone else had finished their dinner, and there was no one else in the empty lounge except him, so he simply took the takeaway bag and went back to his room.

As soon as he entered the room, Qiao Hui heard his cell phone ring.

He glanced at the incoming call and answered it calmly.

Over there, Lian Que's voice was full of anxiety, "Why did it take so long to pick up? Are you here?"

Qiao Hui took the mobile phone between his hands and went to unpack the takeaway, "It's been a while. By the way, when little brother SKY returns, remember to thank him for me."

Lian Que was a little displeased when he heard the words, "Thank him for what, I told him to send you back, you can thank me if you want."

Qiao Hui said with a fork in his mouth, "Oh, you're welcome."

Lian Que chuckled.

He heard Qiao Hui's clattering voice and asked, "What are you doing?"

Qiao Hui took a bite of the pork chop and said inarticulately, "Eat."

Lian Que frowned, "I haven't asked you yet, why are you leaving in such a hurry, guarding the restaurant by my side and not saying that you have eaten the meal, is it not to your taste?"

Qiao Hui said: "No, Auntie's skills are not good, I just checked the inside information from you and rushed back to report to the team."

Lian Que laughed: "As far as the little things you have mastered... I asked Xiaoxiong, and you just watched a few training games and replays, and didn't ask anything else. I didn't tell you that if you want to know, just ask him?"

Qiao Hui didn't say it was because he wasn't here, and he was too embarrassed to ask, so he just said, "There will be opportunities in the future."

Lian Que thought about it for a while and asked, "Is it because you are worried that I will disclose the information to you, and you will be punished by the team?"

Qiao Hui snorted and said, "Don't be too sentimental, can you? Who's worried about you!"

But what Lian Que said was indeed within Qiao Hui's consideration.

He coughed and asked uncomfortably: "Then what, I'm a little curious. If I asked Little Bear some sensitive internal issues, would he really tell me? Didn't you sign a non-disclosure agreement when you signed the contract?"

Lian Que said calmly: "Of course I signed, those things are not something that anyone can tell casually."

Qiao Hui asked, "Then why do you still tell me?"

Lian Que said lightly: "I didn't say that, you are not an outsider. Sooner or later WIN will belong to you, it doesn't matter if you know it sooner or later."

Qiao Hui couldn't help but retort: ​​"Who wants to go to your WIN!"

Lian Que chuckled, full of confidence: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to come now, anyway, when you want to come, remember that I'm always here, that's enough."

Qiao Hui's ears were burning from what he said, and he felt that Lian Que seemed a little abnormal today.

Secretly switching the phone to the other side, Qiao Hui touched his ear and changed the subject: "By the way, how is Xiao Gu?"

Lian Que was stunned and said: "It's not serious, it's gastritis, I got a fluid infusion and prescribed some medicine, just go back and take a meal."

Qiao Hui reassured: "That's good."

Lian Que sounded strange: "Ask him...do you know Xiao Gu?"

Qiao Hui said: "He used to be in a youth training camp, and his grades were good, second only to me."

Lian Que understood, but was puzzled, "Since we know each other, why didn't you say hello today?"

Qiao Hui said: "At that time... I didn't dare to admit it. I asked Xiao Xiong afterwards to confirm. By the way, what position does Xiao Gu play now, and will he play in this game?"

Lian Que said: "Take the side lane, there will be no accidents."

Qiao Hui asked again: "I didn't let him practice in the previous training match. I haven't played against him for a long time. I don't know what style he plays now."

Lian Que felt a little impatient when he heard him keep mentioning other people, but he still held back, "You will know when the official competition comes."

Qiao Hui wanted to ask again, but Lian Que said, "Okay, let's not mention others, I am calling you now."

Qiao Hui pouted, "Oh, that's fine, then you give me Xiaogu's phone number, and I'll contact him to ask later."

Lian Que swallowed hard, "...you can ask yourself later."

Qiao Hui stuffed the last pork chop into his mouth, got up to pack the takeaway box, "Then I don't have anything else to tell you, just hang up."

Lian Que: "..."

Qiao Hui didn't wait to talk over there, and cut off the phone directly.

He threw the takeaway box outside, and when he came back, Qiao Hui saw Killer hovering outside his door.

He smiled, hooked the other party's neck from behind, and asked, "What are you doing sneakily?"

Killing was taken aback, and he was relieved when he saw that it was Qiao Hui.

He took out his mobile phone and shook it in front of Qiao Hui's eyes: "Are you ranked, Brother Qiao?"

"Let's go!" Qiao Hui opened the door and entered with Killing in his arms.

Three days later, the KPL King of Glory Professional League officially kicked off at the Anjiang Gymnasium in H City.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, five Vac starters, two coaches and three substitutes arrived at the venue by car.

Backstage in the dressing room, the five starting players complained in the mirror.

"So, we're just going to play a game...why do we need makeup?"

"It's okay for girls to put on makeup, but the old man still puts on some fucking makeup. After putting on makeup, everyone looks like a sissy, doesn't it look good?!"

"If my face looks like a woodcutter, I'm quite happy to change it."

"Shouldn't it be more unnecessary to grow up like him? You can get countless fans by going to that station casually. Didn't you see that there are all people rushing to give birth to monkeys on his Weibo?"

At this moment, Qiaoshen, facing the comments of his teammates and the wailing of female fans on Weibo, simply ignored them. Instead, he poked the players of each team that was usually good on WeChat one by one, forcing them to cheer for him.

[Vac, Qiao Zhuangshi: Your baby has his first game today! ! ! !Come cheer on your baby! 】

After waiting for a while, everyone replied one by one.

【HST.Sad Sword: Come on, God of Woodcutters!God of Woodcutters!The God of Woodcutters showed off the audience today! 】

[RU-Bugu: Vac will win!I wish the God of Woodcutters to steal the Juggernaut smoothly. 】

[BYJ, Fuxi: The God of Woodcutters is strong, one against three. 】

[ABC, Qiqi: Tianxiu God of Woodcutters!Waiting for you to get five kills today! 】

[YUI. Zuoqiu: Your uncle's Xiqiao!What the hell are you competing with me and letting me milk you? !Is it human? 】

Qiao Hui smiled. He forgot to dig Zuoqiu out of the group message he sent just now.

He wrote back to Zuoqiu: [Good boy~ Then daddy will milk you, even though it is poisonous milk o((≧▽≦o)]

Then he deleted his message, and the others took a screenshot together, and clicked on Weibo to post it.

After posting, I found out that a continuous message was added at the bottom of the screenshot.

【WIN, QUE: I brought you some lozenges, and asked you to take them in as a substitute. Today, I yelled less.night…】

The following content cannot be displayed due to the word limit, but only these two words are enough for others to think about it.

Qiao Hui raised his forehead subconsciously, and the little girl who was putting on makeup for him said "ah", "don't move!"

He sighed, sat up straight, and deleted the Weibo post he just posted.

Even though he discovered it in time and deleted it quickly, within a few seconds, some fans still saved the picture, and posted the picture under his previous Weibo to ask him why he deleted the Weibo because of guilt.

Some sharp-eyed fans saw through the problem on the picture at a glance, so they pointed it out for other fans very thoughtfully, not only that, but also marked the last message with a red pen.

There are also some Aite Lianque who lined up directly under the boss to watch the excitement, so much so that he provoked Lianque's fans and "questioned" when Qiao Hui even ranked first in the league. The high-cold male god also got his hands on it.

Qiao Hui didn't look at Weibo any more, so he closed it.

As soon as he quit Weibo, Lian Que called.

Qiao Hui stared at the name of the caller displayed on the screen, took a deep breath, and connected.

Outside the door, Lian Que was leaning against the wall outside the lounge, and while watching Weibo Aite news, he said: "I wanted not to provoke you today, so that you can prepare for the game, but..."

He chuckled, "I'll wait for you outside your lounge when you finish putting on your makeup."

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