Support you lost your horse [E-sports]

lost...

Chu Junhang's right hand was still on the mouse, and the ring finger of his left hand subconsciously pressed the A button.

They lost.

"After 40 minutes of fierce fighting, ELF finally defeated FLC with a 2-1 record. Congratulations to ELF!"

"You see, I said before the game that it is still a matter of teamwork. After all, League of Legends is a five-player game."

The two commentators are both newcomers and inexperienced, and they are a little outspoken when speaking.

"That's right. Compared with ELF, I heard that FLC didn't gather five players until the beginning of this year. Although they each have good strengths, the mistakes in coordination are indeed visible to the naked eye. I hope FLC can do well after returning. Adjustment."

Jing Yan took off the earphones, stood up to shake hands, but found that Chu Junhang was still sitting on the gaming chair.

"Walk."

Chu Junhang returned to his senses, and responded in a panic: "Oh, oh."

"fan."

"Ok?"

Jing Yan stared at his little boyfriend's face for a while, finally sighed, and said helplessly, "The fan fell on the table."

"Oh, fan."

Not only Chu Junhang, but other people in the team also looked absent-minded, silent, and did not communicate with the players around them.The prince, on the other hand, couldn't see how sad he was, and kept looking at Qu Ziwei, feeling more guilty.

"Let's go." Chu Junhang took back the fan and walked to Jing Yan.

"Ah."

Now that he is still on the stage, there should be no unnecessary actions or words. Jing Yan put his hand on Chu Junhang's right shoulder, and pulled the person closer to him to comfort him a little.

The atmosphere of the winner was obviously much better. Fanfan, the jungler, took the initiative to talk to Kaka, replaying the wonderful moment just now.I don't know why, but Kaka's mental state is not very good. He frowned and tidied up his peripherals, and he didn't say a word about his jungler.

After the match, Jing Yan and the others will immediately take the high-speed train back to the base to prepare for the next home game.On the bus to the high-speed rail station, Peng Yuanzi sat alone in the front row, repeatedly checking the first-person video of the contestants with his mobile phone.

Qu Ziwei was in the middle. As soon as he sat down, the prince cheekily rubbed over.

"Drink." Qu Ziwei opened the backpack and took out a bottle of energy drink from it—the prince's favorite flavor.

The top laner who was pleading guilty fell silent, opened and closed his mouth, took the thermos cup, unscrewed it, and gulped down.

"I'm sorry." He gasped, lowered his head and wiped the remaining liquid from the corner of his mouth.

Dry mouth.

The big-hearted idiot didn't pay attention to the swallowing movements of the people around him at all, and said to himself, "I'm sorry, I couldn't fulfill the agreement", "I will win next time" and so on.

intolerable.

"Hmm!!!" The prince's eyes widened, looking at the magnified face in front of him, he subconsciously closed his teeth.

"Hiss, heh."

Qu Ziwei smiled lightly, and raised his hand to pinch the two dimples above the corner of the prince's jaw, deepening the kiss.

"Don't apologize."

"K1ng player proved himself today."

The assistant coach sat in the back row, pretending to be studying the game, but in fact, his eyes were almost flying to the two players in the front row who seemed to have nothing to do with each other.After the kiss, the prince seemed to blushed and said something eagerly, but Qu Ziwei's expression was blocked by the back of the chair, so he couldn't see it.

"You, you, Wei, what are you... No, no, Wei, I like you, can we date?"

"No."

Looking at the expression on my home page that changed every second, and finally turned into a big dog with drooping ears and wagging tail...

Assistant coach: This is being eaten to death.

"Just get used to it." Idowa was too lazy to be a light bulb, and moved to the position next to the assistant coach.

The assistant coach smiled and said, "It's nothing I'm not used to, I just think our players have a good relationship."

"It's not bad. What are you watching? Replay? There's still some time, let's watch together."

"Row."

Distraught by the two people in front, Jing Yan made a "tsk", took off the blindfold, and found that Chu Junhang was still watching the video.

Suddenly stroking something cool on his forehead, Chu Junhang turned his head blankly, and bumped into Jing Yan's charming eyes with infinite tenderness.The mottled neon lights from the car window hit Jing Yan's face, so illusory and unreal.

"Don't look at your phone in the car, be careful of motion sickness, it's not good for your eyes."

The slightly cool palm ran down the forehead, covering the swollen eyelids of the Carrot contestant.

"I am fine."

Chu Junhang ruthlessly grabbed Jing Yan's hand, trying to take it away, but he couldn't.

"open."

Jing Yan intentionally elongated his voice and said, "No~let it go~"

"you!"

Sometimes Chu Junhang really doesn't understand what Jing Yan thinks.Although the two became lovers, the closest relationship other than family, he always felt that Jing Yan was always far away from him.

He is always so easy and calm, as if nothing can touch his heartstrings.On the other hand, even though I was yelling in the game, I was not mature enough in reality.

It's like the difference between adults and children.If he doesn't make changes, he will never be able to catch up with Jing Yan, let alone Flame. He must grow up and become able to be independent.

"Okay." Jing Yan suddenly put away his laughing attitude, and forcefully pressed the little radish's head into his arms.

"Losing the game is not as easy as it seems on the surface."

"Just for a moment, let me rely on you. You can cry if you want to cry, just let me watch alone."

Jing Yan raised his head, leaned on the back of the chair relaxedly, swallowed the sourness in his throat, patted Chu Junhang's back with his hands, and raised the corners of his mouth.

The hard training and the unwillingness to be defeated, at this moment, seemed to be awakened by Jing Yan's words, and turned into tears gushing from the eyes.

"He's obviously an uncle, why are you pretending to be handsome..."

"Yes Yes."

"Just smile at me like that."

"it is good."

-

Idowa forced all players to adjust their condition within one day and continue training.Fortunately, everyone's psychological endurance is good. After venting, they all returned to normal, full of energy, and vowed to revenge ELF in the end.

"The lineup is good, but it's just a defense against the opponent, and the late hero Xiaopao is selected."

In order to deal with the prince's tank hero, ELF specially pulled out the chopper lineup, hoping to establish an advantage in the early stage and end the game before 30 minutes.However, in the last game, because the prince changed the hero, the chopper lineup did not play its due effect.

"We still despise ELF too much. After all, it is a top team in LDL, and several players in it also have the strength to play in LPL." Idowa analyzed.

After finishing speaking, he changed the subject, "Prince, this one is very good, but it's not perfect. There are a few points you must pay attention to."

"Yeah." The prince nodded, "They should have studied my habit of warding eyes at the first level, as well as the canyon pioneer and the little dragon group. I didn't handle it very well."

He scratched his head and said with a shy smile, "Thanks to Ah Wei for helping me catch several waves."

In the early stage, ELF attacked fiercely. First, he attacked the prince on the top lane and took a blood. Later, he found that it was difficult to continue to catch the prince, so he switched positions flexibly. The first tower also fell early and lost the wild area.

However, FLC did not give up on defense. Prince developed first in the game and also played a good record. It is a pity that the opponent's ADC small artillery equipment was formed in the later stage. Even if Da Luo Jinxian came, he could not recover.

"I..." Peng Yuanzi swallowed, "I will strengthen my laning practice."

80% of the reason for the loss of this game was on him, and Peng Yuanzi felt very guilty and blamed himself for this.

"Don't worry, this is the first time we have used such a lineup, and coordination mistakes are inevitable."

In the early morning, Chu Junhang walked into the room wearing a bath towel after taking a shower, and threw himself on Jing Yan's bed.

"Your hair hasn't dried yet, get up."

Recently, Jing Yan feels more and more that raising a child is not easy—of course he only dares to say this in his heart.

"The bed is wet."

"Yeah, what should I do if I get wet, hee hee." Chu Junhang sat cross-legged, winking at Jing Yan slyly.

Mrs. Jing raised her eyebrows when she received her boyfriend's punctuation, put down the towel, turned around, walked to the front of the closet and pretended to open it, and said deliberately: "I can only bring a new set of sheets out."

……

"I'm just kidding." Jing Yan couldn't laugh or cry, serving the tantrum ancestor.

After the prank succeeded, Chu Junhang climbed back to his bed and leaned against the wall to make room for Jing Yan.Uncle Jing, who was pardoned, readily accepted the invitation, and after turning off the headlights, he also lay down under the quilt.

Feeling the restlessness of the person in his arms, Jing Yan opened his eyes and asked wearily, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"There's something I can't figure out."

"what?"

"We lost to ELF, but coach Idowa still said that we need to practice this lineup more."

Everyone in the team knows that this lineup has only two purposes, one is to win, and the other is to build confidence for the prince, and the two do not conflict.It would be fine if he won, but now that he loses, there is no way to cheer up the prince.

"The prince should..."

"Shh."

Jing Yan interrupted Chu Junhang and said, "Take a look when you get up tomorrow, seeing is believing."

"Oh." Chu Junhang, who didn't get the answer, was a little upset, and turned his back to Jing Yan.

"It's already today!" He yelled in a low voice, "Hurry up and sleep! Uncle Jing!"

Uncle Jing, who was beaten up, "turned into anger from embarrassment", put his hands around Chu Junhang's waist, and narrowed the distance between the two, breathing all the heat into Xiaoluobo's ear.

"Good night."

At noon the next day, Peng Yuanzi yawned and went downstairs. After eating, he went to the training hall.

The prince had already ranked in the hall, and he had no other distractions, and he didn't even notice that Peng Yuanzi had come.

"Good morning, brother." Peng Yuanzi greeted him, and accidentally saw the prince's eyes, and was startled.

"You, you won't stay up all night..."

The "victory" sign lit up on the screen. The prince stretched his hands away from the keyboard, took off his earphones and asked Peng Yuanzi, "What did you just say? I didn't hear it."

"Oh...the restaurant made boat porridge today, and it tastes good."

"That's right! Auntie is so kind and responsive to every request." Wang Zi ran to the restaurant happily.

Seeing the empty chair, Peng Yuanzi touched it in a strange way.

The remaining warmth in his hands reminded him all the time.

You're not trying hard enough, you're not even close.