The First Assassin[Esports]

Luo Tingzhou was stared at by Wu Chen who was close at hand, and was speechless for a while.

I moved my fingers, and was immediately pressed hard, the heart beat under the palm beat again and again.

This pulsating energy is just like his master's virtue, as stubborn as an ox, he will not admit defeat, and will not give up easily.

Suddenly, he seemed to have glimpsed the shadow of Fu Xunshu two years ago.

There seems to be a piece of butter hidden in the hidden corner of my heart, and it will heat up when I hold it.

Fingers are hot, and so is the heart.

Two years ago, when Luo Tingzhou had just accepted his apprentice, he disliked the little apprentice's cooking skills and taught them himself.

The careful teaching of the league's number one nanny is enough to envy most of the people in the Free circle.

The young man Fu Xunshu at that time naturally didn't know about this incident, he was ridiculed all over from his stance to the speed of releasing his skills, and then to his consciousness. During that time, there was only one word in Luo Tingzhou's mouth: food.

Unconvinced, the young man practiced his skills hard.

At three or four o'clock in the morning, the NPCs in Free were forced to fall asleep by the system, and there were few players. There was only a chain of charcoal Tun Jieyao jumping repeatedly by the side of a stream.

It was a five-meter-wide stream outside the main city of Heping Prefecture. There were a few stones washed and polished by the water on the surface of the stream. Fu Xunshu manipulated the character to jump from one end to the other, and then back again.

The stone is extremely slippery, and there is a risk of falling into the water if you are not careful, which will test the patience and observation of the operator.

Fu Xunshu danced here all night.

Mistakes are reduced little by little.

When Luoting Island went online the next day, what I saw was the little apprentice who could fly over the stream.

Luo Tingzhou asked how long he had practiced.

The little apprentice replied: Not long.

At that time, they turned on the built-in voice in the game, and the voice of the teenager on the other end of the network cable was low and hoarse, with undisguised exhaustion.

Luo Tingzhou sent people to rest immediately.

Before going offline, the little apprentice said: "Master, I don't cook now."

What Luo Tingzhou thought at the time was that this is only going so far, but to conquer a stream.

On the mouth, he said: Well, be good.

Two years have passed, and that stubbornness seems to have been carved into Fu Xunshu's bones.

So stubborn and not allowing him to escape.

He only took one step forward, but this stubborn kid who was a bit twisted unknowingly finished the remaining 99 steps, and he had to hold it in the palm of his hand for some sunshine.

Luo Tingzhou hesitated to speak, his eyelids were half closed, he curled his fingers covering Fu Xunshu's heart, and tapped the suddenly tense muscles under his palm.

"I don't remember."

"...how about you tell me?"

It's almost time for training.

The time stipulated by the club is from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] am, but the starting players are very conscious. The schedule has been advanced by two hours half a month before the start of the season. Appeared, Yu Qing and Zhao Ziyi whispered to each other, and was seen by Wang Heng who was strolling outside the door.

It was only then that Wang Heng found out that neither the captain nor the rookies of his team had come to practice, so he immediately sent a message to Luo Tingzhou, asking him to call Fu Xunshu to come down for training.

Sent a message and no one replied.

Wang Jing twins litigated

Could it be that one of the two is sick?

This is not good, tomorrow will be a match with the Fenghua team, and illness will affect the performance of the players.

Wang Heng was about to go up to call for someone, but saw the two people appearing in the corridor one after the other, their faces were rosy, and they didn't look like they were sick.

I put my heart down.

Then, he discovered that the Los Angeles team, which had been changing long jerseys until November, changed them in October.

This is obviously not in line with Luo Tingzhou's style.

Before anyone approached, Wang Heng asked, "Is Tingzhou not feeling well? If you are sick, don't force yourself."

Luo Tingzhou: "?"

"Brother Wang, you worry too much."

After finishing speaking, I no longer went to the training of Luwei Yandang pushing the door.

Luo Tingzhou and Fu Xunshu came late to training today, and consciously extended the training time.

That night, when Yu Feng left his seat, the two people whose backs were facing him were still doing boring basic training repeatedly.

Luo Dui's raised wrist was not covered by the long sleeves, and the light red marks on the wrist were a bit shocking, and from Yu Feng's angle, the red spots on the back of Luo Dui's neck and below the ears could just be seen.

Yu Feng narrowed his eyes indiscriminately, and withdrew his examining gaze.

Early the next morning, Yu Feng was woken up by the biological clock, finished grooming, and was about to go downstairs for training.

As soon as the door was opened, I caught a glimpse of the tall slender boy coming out of the next room.

The clothes the boy was wearing were a bit small, and the material on the shoulders was tight. He didn't feel embarrassed when he saw him, he greeted him with a smile, and went back to the opposite door.

Next door to Yu Feng is the captain Luo Tingzhou's room. Seeing Fu Xunshu's skillful and contented appearance, he probably slept in the captain's room last night, right?

Not right.

Something is wrong with these two.

Seven o'clock in the evening, game time.

Four games were played simultaneously today, and the most eye-catching one was the match between Team PK and Team Fenghua.

Fenghua is also an old-fashioned team, which is different from PK, an old-fashioned wealthy team with three crowns in hand. Before Mo Heng joined the team, Fenghua was a team in the middle of the league's twenty teams. Pass.

After Mo Heng joined the team, he drastically rectified the atmosphere in the team, adjusted the core tactics, let those players who are not motivated go back to the youth training camp, and promote young people with aspirations.

It only took two seasons for Fenghua to go from being unable to reach the threshold of the playoffs to winning the championship.

After that, he never fell from the position of the semi-finals.

The Fenghua team has a clear style of play - the formation master assists, the orcs and paladins interfere with the enemy's line of sight, and the mechanism division is responsible for the output.

The role of Mechanism Master player Situ is a dwarf race. Adult males of this race are only half the height of human adult males. They have long and pointed ears. The tool hammer in their hands is their weapon, and they can lay traps for undetected organs anywhere , and has a racial bonus, the damage of the dwarf mechanism is 1.25 times that of other race mechanism.

Mechanism detonation is the most powerful ultimate move of this profession. It can detonate all the organs within [-] feet of the body as the center of the circle. If you want to get close to the body of the mechanism master, it is as difficult as climbing the sky.

Before the start of the game, PK fans were still discussing what kind of showmanship Fu Xunshu would bring them in today's game, and what kind of amazing performance he would have.

The first two games of the PK rookie raised the fans' expectations.

However, reality gave them a slap in the face.

At the end of the game, the score was fixed at 1:2.

PK lost.

After the game that night, there was a scolding war in the e-sports circle.

Those who praised Fu Xunshu a few days ago started their "crusade".

[Speechless, that's it, being blown up to the sky by fans, and still the number one assassin?Save it, Team Zhou will cry]

[I was dragged by my friend to watch the game live, my friend has been blowing it up for a long time, but I saw it today, the ticket is really worthless]

[I really don't know what to brag about this technology.Fans say that they are Fu Xunshu's technical fans, but they are actually a bunch of Yangou, with the same nature as a certain parallel import fan, why don't PK call it an e-sports club, call it a PK Cowherd Shop instead, vomit]

[Heizi must be sick. Mechanism master is a profession that can't resist melee combat. Who would dare to get close when detonating the mechanism?How to output if not close? 】

[u1s1, does losing the game have anything to do with Shushu?Wasn't it because Zhao Ziyi was arrested and taken away? 】

[There is also the first game, a great advantage, because Yu Feng made a mistake in positioning, the Luo team went to rescue, and was completely overturned. Does this have anything to do with Xiao Fu? 】

【↑The dog licking is coming, everyone, run away】

[Hehe, if you win the game, your brother will operate the show, your brother is awesome, your brother is awesome, and if you lose, you will be a professional and suppress your teammates, which is really embarrassing.If you lose, you lose, so what if you generously admit that your skills are not good enough?Fans insist on throwing the blame away, if you don't, I might not be so angry.By the way, I'm Yu Qingfan, I don't want to see your new fans diss seniors]

On the way back, Yu Qing swiped this message and cursed angrily: "I don't have such fans!"

Zhao Zi also gave him a sympathy: "You know that the Internet is not peaceful, so what are you looking at?"

"I only watch it when I know it's not fair," Yu Qing said angrily, "When you win a game, you can't wait to praise others to the sky, but if you lose a game, no matter whether you are a fan or not, you are playing with the player's mentality."

Luo Tingzhou said lightly: "This circle has been the same for ten years, and Mu Qiang's nature has never changed. Only by winning constantly can everyone shut up. Is this the first time you have lost a game? You still care so much about what these people say ?”

Yu Qing choked, "I...I'm on behalf of Xiao Fu." After all, most of the vicious comments on the Internet are aimed at Fu Xunshu.

Having said that, the atmosphere in the car was silent.

Wang Heng in the co-driver's seat was a little worried.

After the game, he originally wanted to take Fu Xunshu's cell phone, but Luo Tingzhou stopped him.

Luo Tingzhou's original words were: Do you have to cover his eyes and plug his ears every time he loses a game?He's not as fragile as you think, Brother Wang.

Right now, the newcomers in their family look strong, but I don't know if they are pretending to be strong.

There was a player in the league who was chased and scolded by fans for losing a game, and sent animal corpses to the club. He accused his lover Zhang Zhao of playing tricks on that player and retired immediately.

Wang Heng was worried that their newcomer would not be able to resist.

But the captain had already spoken, and Wang Heng didn't have much to say. He thought about going back tonight and making an appointment with the team.

As for Fu Xunshu.

He really thinks it's nothing. It's normal for the game to be won or lost.

With that in mind, my elbow touched a heat source.

There are only two people in the back row.

Besides him, it was Luo Tingzhou.

Luo Tingzhou leaned over at some point, glanced down, and caught Fu Xunshu's radical words on the Weibo private message interface.

Those words were harsh, and there were a lot of shielding words.

This posture is comparable to what he had back then.

It was Luo Tingzhou who told Wang Heng that Fu Xunshu was not fragile, and it was Luo Tingzhou who felt distressed at this time.

He lowered his head, his voice was barely audible: "What are you doing looking at these?"

Fu Xunshu thought for a while and said, "Exercise the endurance of the heart."

Luo Tingzhou frowned, "How do you feel?"

Fu Xunshu licked his canine teeth, and decisively chose the latter between telling the truth and acting like a baby.

"Not very good."

Luo Tingzhou frowned more and more.

Fu Xunshu then opened WeChat in front of him, clicked on the top chat window, and typed: I think, I need the captain to comfort me.

After this sentence, there is a kaomoji: QAQ.

The author has something to say: In Fu Xunshu's heart: In competitions, there are winners and losers, it's normal, no one can win all the time

When facing the captain: the captain scolded me QAQ