One punch and one scum attack [Quick Transmigration]

In September, a friendly match in Country Y.

This friendly match gathered 48 international teams and was called a friendly match. In fact, it was not much different from the lineup of the final global finals, so it was named a small international match.

Not long after finishing the live broadcast, Luo Chengyun had to get on the plane to country Y with the NYT team members again.

The air ticket was reimbursed by the organizer, but NYT never missed money, Jian Heng waved his hand and upgraded all the team members to a class.

The tens of hours of journey basically fell asleep on the plane.

In a foreign country, the voice problem is the main obstacle. Fortunately, NYT has gone abroad so many times, and has cultivated experience. Even Chang Xun, who has not passed the fourth or sixth level of university, has never panicked. "Translation? What kind of translation do you want? Our team has Captain is enough."

Jian Heng,? NYT's active captain, as the commanding position,? The player ranked first in the domestic PUBG competitions, the light of the team,? Wearing multiple roles,? Proficient in multiple languages,? When abroad,? Has to be an incarnation of NYT In-team translation.

In fact, Jian Heng didn't talk much. Only when he was abroad to take care of everyone did Jian Heng become a communication tool for the whole team, from proficient use of foreign taxi apps on his mobile phone to smooth communication with drivers.

The driver was amazed that he learned a foreign language well. He kept praising him.

It stands to reason that Ruan Ze, who dropped out of high school and is a scumbag, would not understand, but Luo Chengyun did.

When they arrived at the hotel, the coach gave them phone cards. This time, something went wrong. One of the reserved rooms became a double room. The team decided to draw lots to select two unlucky guys to live together.

Jian Heng was unlucky, the first one was drawn.

The ghostly screams of the two people next to them gloating over others' misfortune can be heard endlessly.

Luo Chengyun didn't continue smoking, and took the initiative to say: "I live with Jian Heng."

"Oh~~~"

"Tsk tsk tsk."

"Do you want to sleep with the captain? Yes, I will grant your wish."

Chang Xun and Jing Liqun each drew a room card, winked and boarded the elevator.

Jian Heng, who was ridiculed for a while, realized later, Luo Chengyun explained to him: "It's okay, deduct their wages."

Jian Heng smiled: "Well, wages are deducted."

When they saw the room with their own eyes, they realized that something was wrong. The double room was fine, but there was only a double bed in the middle of the room.

The two-meter-by-two-meter-two big bed was covered with flat sheets, and the vast white area made them look at each other with more or less awkward expressions.

Jian Heng was the first to mention it: "Shall I go down and ask them?"

Luo Chengyun refused: "It's too troublesome, do you mind?"

Jian Heng was taken aback for a moment: "I don't mind."

Luo Chengyun looked as usual: "Me too."

The proposal to change houses was suppressed by both of them at the same time, and unexplainable little thoughts kept sprouting in their minds. Sometimes what fate pushes them to them is often what they really want in their hearts.

"I'm going to take a shower." Jian Heng opened the suitcase, took out a change of clothes and said deeply.

"Well, good." Luo Chengyun responded.

The sound of water coming from the bathroom pulled him back from his thoughts.

Anyway, I just stayed in country Y for a few days, and left after the game. What happened to the teammates of the same team sleeping together?

What's more, their relationship is not just teammates.

Although they are in a relationship, the relationship is limited to daily physical contact. The two kisses in the training room that day have become their most intimate actions so far.

How else could he hide it so well?

Staying in the base all day long, surrounded by so many eyes watching, plus the two only have games and games in their minds, they forcibly turned what should have been a sticky and ambiguous relationship into a straight man's game relationship.

The same is true for this friendly match.

Jian Heng slept very well, staying on the side of the bed obediently, never moving around, Luo Chengyun's eyes opened and closed and opened again in the dark, feeling an indescribable loss in his heart.

When he really fell asleep, Jian Heng's eyelashes trembled, and he quietly opened one eye.

Pre-match training.

Before every regular game, a training match will be organized, the purpose is to allow conflicting teams to negotiate and allocate jumping points on their own, so as to avoid early battles.

In the training room, many foreign teams familiar with NYT came up to say hello, most of them were talking to Jian Heng:

"Oh, my Jane, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you are still the same as I remember."

"Congratulations on winning the places in the spring competition. We look forward to meeting you in the international competition."

"I sent you a message, why didn't you reply once?"

……

Someone else asked him: "Hey, Jane, is this the new member of your team? He's so handsome, you have to tell him how much I like him."

It wasn't enough to finish talking, and he ran to Luo Chengyun and turned around a few times, his eyes shining brightly.

Luo Chengyun pretended not to understand, and asked Jian Heng, "What did he say?"

Jian Heng: "He praised you for being tall."

Luo Chengyun: "Thank him for me."

“Jane, did you talk to him?” The man couldn’t wait for a response.

Jian Heng's tone didn't fluctuate, and he said coldly: "He said thank you, but he doesn't like you."

The second half of the sentence was added entirely out of Jian Heng's own selfishness.

The other party left with regret, Luo Chengyun went to the training ground to practice pressing the gun, and couldn't help laughing.

Jian Heng still felt strange: "What are you laughing at?"

Luo Chengyun: "It's nothing, I saw a bunch of arrows stuck in someone's body."

As soon as he finished speaking, he also shot one at the man.

"You are Ruan Ze?" Someone stood next to Luo Chengyun at some point, and his shadow fell on his hand holding the mouse. It was rare to hear a familiar language, and other people in NYT also looked at each other at the same time.

Luo Chengyun glanced at the young and unfamiliar face, the eyebrows were disconnected, forming a square shape, and the unruly temperament, at first glance, was a thorny head that was not easy to mess with. Coupled with the frivolity in the words, Luo Chengyun continued to turn his attention back to Screen: "Is something wrong?"

The other party watched him practice the gun and laughed unceremoniously: "It's not very good at this level."

His hostility towards Luo Chengyun couldn't be more obvious, Luo Chengyun didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in his words, and calmly responded: "En."

"You..." The other party wanted to speak, but Luo Chengyun stopped his words in time, and looked at him with disgust, "Excuse me, you are blocking the light."

"Du Yu, you're not training in UG, what are you doing here so well?" Chang Xun opened his mouth to reveal the identity of that person.

Du Yu snorted coldly: "Let me see what the person who replaced me in NYT is capable of."

In the beginning, Du Yu only came for NYT. Originally, things were almost done, and he just waited for NYT to come over to discuss the transfer with him. Unexpectedly, Luo Chengyun, who turned out to be born, would fill the vacancy he had always wanted. Du Yu entered NYT completely. No play.

Afterwards, the manager of UG learned the news and poached him, and Du Yu joined UG by mistake.

UG helped him settle the contract, and treated him fairly well, but the feeling of being snatched away by others made Du Yuji hate Luo Chengyun, and it extended to the entire NYT.

This strong team he once dreamed of, now he just wants to beat them and let NYT know what a loss it would be without him.

Luo Chengyun had an impression of Du Yu's name, so he stopped practicing the gun, slid his chair back and sat looking at him: "So that rookie who doesn't know how to live or die is you?"

Du Yu was still young, and he was irritated by his few words. Any scandal in the training room would do them no good. Jian Heng called to the UG captain: "Xi Yuan."

Xi Yuan was discussing tactics with his team members, but he didn't notice when Du Yu ran away. When he looked up and saw Du Yu running in front of his team, he was not very happy. Jian Heng's indifferent attitude said everything: "Bring your people back .”

Xi Yuan, who had to come to deal with the aftermath, came to NYT to take him away. Before leaving, he did not forget to apologize for Du Yu and them.

"See you in the arena if you have the ability." Du Yu, who was taken away, was not reconciled, and finally argued with Luo Chengyun.

"See you on the field." Luo Chengyun replied confidently.

Seeing this, Jing Liqun shook his head: "It's really not easy being the captain."

"That is, not everyone can save the captain trouble like us." Chang Xun boasted.

Ignoring the two singers, Luo Chengyun asked Jian Heng in a low voice: "Why did you get rid of him so quickly? I haven't had time to have a good chat with him."

"Just your mouth, don't make people cry later."

Luo Chengyun chuckled: "God Jane is protecting me, I know."

Although it was a joke, Jian Heng did not want Luo Chengyun to be ignored by Du Yuping from the bottom of his heart, so he called Xi Yuan to teach Du Yu a lesson.

"You know again?" Jian Heng said coldly and didn't want to admit it.

Luo Chengyun was not confused by Jian Heng's appearance, and went further: "Can I not understand what my boyfriend is thinking?"

Except for Chang Xun and Jing Liqun who were pretending to be dead, they were surrounded by people from other teams who couldn't understand Chinese. Even so, Luo Chengyun lowered the volume so that only the two of them could hear.

Bold words, in the scene at this moment, are thrilling and exciting.

When Jian Heng leaned towards him, he couldn't help but be fascinated by the smile in Luo Chengyun's eyes.

If it goes on like this, he feels that sooner or later, he will be unable to bear it and make it public.

At ten o'clock, the training match starts.

In the first competition, they went to the main jumping point in the past, the very center of the map. When the parachute opened in midair, Jing Liqun noticed: "Someone jumped with us."

Counting the umbrellas floating in the air, there are exactly four people.

"Fuck him."

For the training match, since there is a conflict in the jumping point, let's hit the ground. Whoever hits hard, who lands fast, and whoever wins the first-level team can beat them away.

What is grabbing is not just a jumping point, but a man's dignity.

The author has something to say: Sorry!I fell into a deep sleep all day yesterday. I thought I could finish writing in the morning, but I fell into a lethargic sleep again without knowing it. Quan is here to kowtow to you!

It was my fault!

Not to mention, I will continue to write updates.