Lie down, I can carry[e-sports]

Luo Qiao saw that the drunk had been staring at him, and it was difficult to get angry in front of so many people, so he could only scold him in his heart and shrink back.

Seeing him like this, the drunk joked, "Hey, are you still shy?"

Qi Mo glanced at him, "You're like a pervert, put away your obscenity, you're the one who ruined MA's atmosphere." After speaking, he led people into the shop.

The drunk man shouted behind him: "Hey! I don't like to hear what you say, the atmosphere of our MA is very..."

But Qi Mo ignored him at all.

The new shooter in the team, Huohuo, had bright eyes, "Captain, was that person who spoke just now God Qi? He is much more handsome in real life than on TV." He is indeed the number one male god of Sheng Yao.

The drunk patted him on the head angrily, "Why are you so excited! I'm not as handsome as that old fox as the captain of your team? Don't be curious about him, lest you get spoiled, he's very sinister." Otherwise, where would Qi Mo's substitute come from? of.

Huo Huo: "The person standing behind Qi Shen just now is the person you wanted to recruit into the second team before? They are so handsome. If they stand together on the field, they will definitely be the focus of the audience."

"Don't think about it, this person is Qi Shen's substitute, how can the two junglers play together?"

After the drunkard finished speaking, he led his team members into the hot pot restaurant.

Luo Qiao sat down next to Qi Mo, and couldn't help asking: "Captain, are you familiar with MA's drunks?"

Xiao Yu interjected, "Haha! Our team leader is familiar with Sheng Yao's professional players, but MA is an old opponent, and both of them are junglers, who often fight in the arena. It's no wonder that they are not familiar with each other. .” Xiaoyu said while making seasonings for himself and the cat.

The cat looked at the redness in the seasoning bowl, and sighed helplessly, "Who got hemorrhoids and screamed in the toilet last time? Don't have a long memory?"

Xiaoyu immediately covered his mouth, with a gloomy expression on his face, "What nonsense?"

The old cow also laughed, "Don't hide it, the whole base heard your cry."

Luo Qiao couldn't hide the shock in his eyes, is this hot pot so powerful?He seemed to have eaten a lot last time...

He subconsciously touched his ass.

Qi Mo had a panoramic view of Luoqiao's small movements, and forced himself to hold back his smile, "Bear this time, we'll come again when the wound is healed, can you eat spicy food?" The last time I met him at a hot pot restaurant, I felt that this child was going to be spicy. Cried.

"I can eat, Xiaoyi." He won't be ashamed like Xiaoyu.

At this time, Luo Qiao's eyes fell on Xiao Yu's face, and the two eyes met. Xiao Yu instantly understood what he meant, and immediately frowned, "Your eyes have successfully caught my attention. I can say that everyone present except Captain, no one can eat spicy food better than me!"

"Oh." Luo Qiao adjusted the seasoning for himself, looked at Qi Mo's empty seasoning bowl, and passed his own, "Captain, do you want to try my seasoning?" Wang Weiwei praised his seasoning several times. The soul of eating hot pot.

Xiao Yu saw that Luo Qiao ignored him and showed courtesy to the captain, and taunted him mercilessly: "Don't think about it, the captain never uses other people's seasonings for hot pot..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Qi Mo take the bowl from Luo Qiao, and the slap in the face was so fast.

The cat looked at the dumbfounded little fish, and pointed to the seasoning full of chili oil in front of him, "The only thing you don't use is yours. Let's see what you made. Can you eat it?"

Xiaoyu looked at the two junglers who were once again in a mess and the cat who was madly falling into trouble, and felt that life was hopeless, "I can't stay in this team anymore, I will give you a chance to keep me..."

Xu Gao put the food in the hot pot, and said slowly: "You still have three years in the contract with the team, have you figured out how to pay liquidated damages? Let me do the math, it's not much, it's just your total income for so many years."

The little fish was wilting, turned his grief and anger into appetite, and ate bitterly.

Seeing that Xiaoyu started to roll vegetables frantically, Luoqiao immediately scooped up the cooked ingredients in the pot to avoid being harmed by Xiaoyu.

Qi Mo looked at the seasonings and a bowl full of meat in front of him, and looked at Luoqiao beside him, he was eating happily, his ears were slightly red, could it be that clear soup is also spicy?

Seeing that Qi Mo finally turned his gaze away, Luo Qiao breathed a sigh of relief. Qi Mo took such good care of him at the base, and it’s no problem for him to bring food to Qi Mo when he eats now. Qi Shen will definitely not be able to grab it.

While eating, wine started to drink at the dinner table, Xiao Yu excitedly wanted to pour wine for Luo Qiao, he had to get this kid down.

Luoqiao didn't refuse either, and the atmosphere would be more harmonious if they drank together.Just as Xiaoyu was about to pour, a slender hand stretched out and turned Luoqiao's cup upside down. It was Qi Mo.

"He's not an adult yet, so he can't drink."

Luoqiao will not turn 18 in half a month, which happens to be the end of this year's spring regular season.

Xiao Yu took a look at Luo Qiao, who was still a little young, and didn't bother him too much. He filled Qi Mo with wine in a blink of an eye, "Then captain, you drink, Qi Shen is still as handsome as ever in this afternoon's training match!"

Qi Mo drank the wine in one gulp, and after finishing drinking, Xiao Yu continued to drink the others.

Qi Mo poured milk into Luoqiao's cup, "You drink this."

Luo Qiao was a little reluctant. Even if he was under 18, it would not be a problem to drink some beer. It would be too disappointing for everyone to drink beer.

"They can't stop drinking, there must be someone who stays sober, and the drunk will probably come to drink me later..." Qi Mo looked embarrassed.

Luo Qiao straightened up immediately, and said in a serious tone, "I will take care of you, leave it to me."

Qi Mo nodded in relief.

Everyone drank to their heart's content, except for the stars.

There was obvious fatigue on his face. Although he was chatting and laughing with everyone, he was obviously out of shape, and everyone didn't point it out.

At the end of the dinner, Qi Mo drank a little too much, and said to go to the bathroom, but after a long time, no one was seen, Luo Qiao was a little worried, and planned to go out to have a look.

After getting out of the private room, Luo Qiao saw Qi Mo with his back facing him on a small rooftop at the end of the corridor, almost blending into the night.

Qi Mo leaned against the railing, with a cigarette between his fingers. The scarlet cigarette butt stood out in the dark. This was the first time Luo Qiao saw him smoking.

When Luoqiao got closer, he realized that there was another person on the roof, Xing Xing.

"Captain, I'm afraid I won't make it to the Spring Split. My current state is not as good as the shooters of the second team. I don't want to drag you down." Xingxing's voice was a little choked up.

Hearing this, Luo Qiao subconsciously stopped in his tracks. Xing Xing definitely didn't want to be seen in a mess by a newcomer.

Just as he was about to go back, he saw Qi Mo turn around. He subconsciously evaded and dodged to a corner next to him, unable to advance or retreat, so he was forced to listen to the corner.

Qi Mo looked at the flickering smoke in his hand, "Xing Xing, I think you can still fight." It's just that the psychological pressure is too great.

Xing Xing covered his face in pain, and whimpered: "I know, but when I play now, my hands shake uncontrollably. The doctor clearly said it's not that serious, but I just can't help it..."

"Usually I can still play normal games, but when I make an appointment with others for a training game, my hands don't work. Even if I don't shake, I still stiffly follow a log. Just today's first game, I know you want me to Take big nuclear and fight hard, but I still can't..."

Normally a mature and steady man, now he is crying like a child.

Qi Mo took a deep puff of the cigarette and let it out. He knew Xingxing's concerns. LC had shouldered too many people's expectations. Everyone believed that they were already at the top of Shengyao. The saliva of the outside world can drown him.

Can't help but look down at his hands, e-sports is so cruel, how many years can he play.

"Let's finish the spring split! After all, I have been preparing for so long." Xingxing couldn't just retire in such a vague way, he wanted to give Xingxing a decent exit.

Xingxing wiped away the tears on his face, "Okay."

In the eyes of professional players, the Spring Split is just a warm-up. Apart from bonuses, rankings are useless. The focus of professional teams is on the Summer Split. The top two in the Summer Split can be directly sent to Shengyao’s Global Finals. That’s what they look forward to. stage.

After Xingxing left, Qi Mo extinguished the smoke, looked at the shadow not far away, and said softly, "Come out."