This cannon fodder stand-in is not right for me [E-sports]

"Where's Xiao Liren?" Xiao Yi happily walked to the interview room, representing FOR to accept the post-match reporter interview. He walked to the door of the bathroom, met Feng Yuan who was shaking his head with his head down, and casually patted him and asked.

"Didn't he go to the mvp interview?"

"Fart! You pushed me over as soon as the game was over, turned around and disappeared, I haven't even had time to share the joy of victory with the captain!" Xiao Yi looked into the bathroom, trying to find a place in this area. I saw the figure I was expecting.

Feng Yuan was stunned for a moment, and he looked back calmly at the last door of the bathroom.

For a moment, he felt a strange sound coming from there, even though it was just a vibrato, it fell so abruptly in his ears.

Probably not.

I have practiced too much recently, and I have hallucinations.

Chu Li's well-behaved and sensible face surfaced, and he didn't seem to be able to make that kind of voice, it was a blasphemy to the male god.

Throwing away those thoughts, Feng Yuan scolded himself lowly.

When he came back to his senses, Feng Yuan took Xiao Yi's team uniform and hat, and led him to the interview room, "Hurry up, don't you still interview for the captain!"

"Zhou Yan told Che Er in the group to pick us up in 10 minutes, don't delay!"

Feng Yuan said the last sentence very loudly, as if he was afraid that people in a certain corner would not be able to hear him.

Lu Jiangyuan put his palm on Chu Li's shoulder, with peach blossom eyes crooked, and smiled playfully: "Did he say it to you?"

Tears hung from the corners of Chu Li's eyes, his misty pupils were like washed grapes, with a little red in the clear, pure face stained with seductive lust, making people want to rub it into their stomachs after seeing it.

He opened his mouth, panting lightly with his red lips.

"Knowingly asking."

Lu Jiangyuan looked at the pink tongue curled lightly, and his breathing stagnated for a moment, the heart in his left chest beat uncontrollably, and bursts of numbness rushed from his back to the top of his head.

His scalp was numb from this stimulation, and he almost forgot how to breathe. He lowered his head slightly, put his lips on the tip of Chu Li's nose, and whispered: "I want to kiss you, kiss you hard, is that okay?"

Chu Li's ears turned red, "Only kiss?"

Lu Jiangyuan's dark eyes got closer and closer, and said: "That's impossible..."

Chu Li pressed his palms against the wall and turned his back...

Chu Li still felt dizzy when he got into the car. He brushed his hair twice, trying to hide his emotional eyes. When he came out of the bathroom, he looked in the mirror on purpose. It was usually red, and beads of sweat were still falling on the neck, and a burst of lustful smell came to the nostrils.

He put his team uniform and hat on his head, then lowered his head and leaned on the back of the chair with a guilty conscience, quietly like a stone statue.

Feng Yuan wrapped his arms around from the back seat, hooked Chu Li's neck, and said with a smile, "Captain, will the key control in the second round I just blow up or not?"

Chu Li still felt a little short of breath, and his heart beat a little faster after being hooked by him like this. He pushed the arm with a sullen face, and said angrily: "Your arm will be disabled in the next round when you touch me. substitute."

Feng Yuan was stunned and lost interest, his arms loosened and he complained in a low voice: "Obviously we won, why did you suddenly change your face?"

Xiao Yi leaned over, glanced at Chu Li's blushing face out of the corner of his eye, and pulled Feng Yuan's arm, "You are like sleepwalking in the whole audience today, only that bright moment, the captain didn't scold you, you still What are you thinking?"

Unconvinced, Feng Yuan muttered and complained to Xiao Yi for a while, and Chu Li leaned against the car window to rest for a while, and finally suppressed the turmoil in his heart, turned his face suddenly and said to Feng Yuan: "You are alone tonight. Thirty rounds will be arranged, and five rounds will be added for a loss."

Feng Yuan was stunned, staring at Chu Li with his round eyes, and said "I" several times, but he didn't ask it out of his throat.

Chu Li turned his head, lowered his hat and said: "Xiao Yi is right, you sleepwalked the whole game today, what does winning have to do with you?"

"If you are still at this level, I think you will give up your position in the first team. Today is because the opponent has an obvious loophole in the middle. Xiao Yi played decisively without hesitation and supported the bottom lane in time to narrowly defeat the opponent. Then next time What? Do you still expect the other party to show us their shortcomings?"

Feng Yuan hit the gunpoint this time, and Chu Li wanted to save this remark until the replay, but he kept pushing, no wonder Chu Li poured cold water on him.

Chen Xue was sitting in the front row, and when he heard Chu Li's words, his heart tightened. During the intermission of the game, he mentioned to Chu Li that he wanted to find another assistant. There is a big gap between professional players. It is not obvious when the opponent is weak. Once you encounter a strong opponent later, assisting this weakness will definitely become a fatal injury to the team.

Chu Li also hated iron for being weak when he said these words. In the past, he always thought that he could pull them with his own strength. Even if Feng Yuan was weaker, he could carry and lead them forward, but when Feng Yuan Can he still maintain him when the point has become the weakness of their team?

However, this short-sighted person still wants to use the pole to get here. Chu Li naturally wants to take him further, but e-sports is fair, and those who are able will live. This reason is very simple, but at the same time it is cruel.

If you want to be reused and seen by others, the only way out is to break through the opponent in practice matches.

Feng Yuan visibly withered, he didn't know his own problem, but strength is sometimes not just a matter of strengthening practice.

He never thought that he could become a professional player, represent a team to participate in competitions, and bear the hopes of so many people. Why didn't Feng Yuan want to go down with the team and finally reach the championship podium? , Why don't you want to go further with everyone?

But he knew in his heart that there were many things that could not just be thought about.

The group returned to the hotel, packed up and went to the restaurant to eat the hotel buffet. Chu Li came down early, and he was used to waiting for everyone. As a result, several people came down one after another, but he couldn't see Feng Yuan.

"He's playing ranking in the room." Xiao Yi handed over a dinner plate, signaling Chu Li not to wait any longer.

Chu Li sighed lightly, and asked, "Did I say something serious?"

Xiao Yi: "It's a little bit, but it's also true. Even if I can see things, can Coach Chen not see them?"

Chen Xue told Chu Li about Feng Yuan more than once, but he was rejected by Chu Li before, but this time...

"Actually, he is quite serious and has changed a lot. Did Coach Chen say that..." Xiao Yi picked up some fruit, and when he arrived, he handed two cups of yogurt to Chu Li.

"Let's eat first, I'll talk to him later." Chu Li interrupted Xiao Yi's temptation, picked up the cup and took a sip of the yogurt.

Chu Li packed a portion of hot dry noodles and walked to the door of Feng Yuan's room. The moment he opened the door, Chu Li saw that his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the fundus of his eyes was still slightly swollen.

"What? Wronged?" Chu Li opened the lunch box, put it on the table, and took a bottle of Coke from the small refrigerator in the room. After doing all this, he crossed his arms and looked at Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan retreated into the chair aggrieved, picked up the mouse facing the computer, and shook it vigorously twice, but ignored Chu Li.

Chu stared at him, shook his head helplessly, and said that he hadn't noticed it usually, and his temper was quite like a child's.

"Let's eat first." Chu Li walked over and stared at the screen, "It's not a qualifying match either."

After speaking, the screen was turned off.

Feng Yuan raised his eyes and looked at Chu Li, feeling indescribable, he didn't speak, walked to the dining table, stared at the bowl of hot dry noodles, his eyes were a little red.

"Little Li, don't you want me anymore?"

Chu Li also sat down with the situation, poured himself a cup of hot tea, and said, "Don't talk like I'm a scumbag, cheating your feelings."

When Feng Yuan heard it, he smiled without straining the corners of his mouth, who knew that tears flowed down his eyes with this smile, crying and laughing at the same time, it was a bit silly.

Chu Li had no choice but to hand over a tissue and said, "Yuan Yuan, I have always regarded you as a good brother, and I want to take you further."

"I know, it's me who didn't live up to it." Once the tear box was opened, it was difficult to close it again.

"I know your changes and your efforts, but..." When Chu Li came, he felt that he had thought of a lot of words, but he really sat here and couldn't say a word.

"Xiao Li, you said a word, e-sports speaks on the basis of strength, I am now occupying a seat like this, and I feel very uneasy." He paused, lowered his eyes, "But I am not reconciled, Xiao Li I I'm not reconciled!"

Feng Yuan suddenly raised his head, the tears in the corners of his eyes were condensed there, wanting to drip.

"Yuan Yuan, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Chu Li held Feng Yuan's wrist tightly, and he felt that all the words at the moment were weak.

Feng Yuan smiled, and finally shed the tears, "What nonsense? You have done a good job, and you are the best and best captain. Without you, I can't play professional games at all. That should be enough."

Chu Li handed the chopsticks to Feng Yuan and said, "Let's eat first, I will find a way to make you stay."

Feng Yuan smiled wryly and shook his head: "Don't, Xiaoli, don't do this, I will feel sorry for myself, it doesn't feel good at all."

Chu Li smiled lightly, unscrewed the Coke on his side, and pushed it over, "Leave it to me, trust me."

"Manager Wu, can I talk to you?" Chu Li returned to his room and called Wu Lun.

"Xiao Li, you want to talk about Feng Yuan, right?" The voice from the phone was a bit tired.

Chu Li let out a "huh" and continued, "I'm not pleading for him. E-sports has nothing to say. There is a gap in his strength, and replacement is inevitable."

Wu Lun: "Yes, actually I understand how you feel. The two of you started from nothing and walked so far and worked so hard together. You must have feelings. I understand all of this."

"Can Feng Yuan be a substitute?" Chu Li asked tentatively.

"Didn't you fight for the main position for him?" Wu Lun raised his voice, a little surprised.

"I hope he can stay on the team as a substitute player. After all, we have been getting used to each other for a long time, and we have a lot of habits with each other. If we change players during the playoffs, it may affect everyone's performance. What do you think?" Chu Li expressed his thoughts in one breath.

Wu Lun breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone was much more relaxed: "Yes, it's okay to be a substitute, and I can call the shots."

Chu Li: "Is there anyone to replace Feng Yuan?"

"There are two candidates, after meeting Moon City, you will meet them with me."