Lie down, I can carry[e-sports]

Yan Yan immediately fell silent, obviously scared of being tortured by Luo Qiao's cruel spring.

Qingsong regained his former composure, patted Yanyan's back reassuringly, and said disapprovingly to Luoqiao on the chair: "LUO, even if there was something wrong with Yanyan's words before, you are hurting people's self-esteem too much. We are all teammates now, why should we behave like this.”

Luo Qiao looked at him pretending and felt a little disgusted, "Teammate? Please shut up! Stop talking nonsense, you'll be next." He just wanted to smash the green pine.

Qingsong reached into the pocket of his clothes, touched the mobile phone in the pocket, moved his fingers, and then a smile appeared on his face, "LUO's strength is obvious to all, we just want to get to know each other, there is no need to make it full of fire/drugs , It’s getting late, we still have training, so we’re going back first, by the way, is it convenient to add a friend? I still want to ask for advice on some things.”

Luo Qiao looked at Qingsong's ever-changing face, and didn't want to deal with him at all, "I don't think I need to talk to you any more if I need to talk to the captain."

Seeing him like this, Qingsong didn't say anything, turned around and said to the teammates behind him: "Go out and wait for me first, I'll have something to say to LUO."

After the four left, only he and Luo Qiao were left in the training room.

Qingsong took a step closer to Luoqiao, and Luoqiao immediately took five steps back, as if he had a virus on his body. Seeing that he deliberately pushed other people away, the vigilance in his heart was raised to the highest level. Could it be that this person wants to fight here?

He is top-notch in fighting, but he feels sorry for the computer in the training room, and was about to ask him to change places, when Qingsong looked at his hair and said with a smile, "The hair dyed pink around your ear is learned from the captain, right? "

Luo Qiao was still thinking about how to put people down, but when he heard this, his expression changed drastically, and the surprise in his eyes could not be concealed, how could he know?

"Before Team Qi entered LC, his hair was pink, which was very conspicuous. Your color is exactly the same as his at that time, except for a few highlights."

It seems that this person really knows something, Luo Qiao forced himself to calm down, looked at Qingsong who was smiling brighter and brighter, "So?"

Qingsong took a step closer to Luoqiao again, his tone almost coaxing, "Don't you want to know why I know this? Aren't you curious about Team Qi's background and past?"

Luo Qiao didn't retreat this time. Regarding Qi Mo, he only knew that he was the captain of LC and had been there since the beginning of the team's establishment. He didn't know anything else, and there was no relevant background on the Internet.

He wanted to know everything about Qi Mo.

"what do you want?"

Qingsong waved his hand, "Don't be so nervous, I just want your contact information, and it will be convenient for future communication."

Luoqiao compromised.

Seeing the contact information successfully obtained, Qingsong blew a whistle, and shouted at the silent Luo Qiao in the training room: "We will keep in touch in the future."

Opening the door of the training room, preparing to meet up with his teammates, he unexpectedly saw Qi Mo leaning outside the door.

Seeing him come out, Qi Mo closed the door of the training room with his backhand. Looking at Qingsong with a stiff expression, he raised his eyebrows, "Are you done talking?"

Qing Song tried his best to relax the expression on his face, nodded, "It's over." The sound insulation in the training room is very good, Qi Mo probably didn't hear the conversation inside.

"Give me the phone." Qi Mo stretched out his hand towards Qingsong.

When he went back to catch up on sleep in the morning, he didn't sleep well. Just when the other four people from the second team left, the movement woke him up. He simply got up and saw the message Xu Gao sent him: I'm going out, Qingsong is thinking It's quite a lot, just watch it, I'm worried that Luoqiao won't be able to handle it.

Xu Gao’s words reminded him of one thing. Once the second team had an exhibition match, he followed him to gain popularity, and saw that Qingsong’s mobile phone was recording or shooting videos along the way, so he asked casually. At that time, Qingsong said— —

Old/accustomed, every time I go out, I will turn on my mobile phone to record something, so I can keep it as a thought.

And in the morning, he vaguely saw that the cell phone in Qingsong's pocket was also on.

Qingsong subconsciously covered the phone in his pocket, with a puzzled expression on his face, "Captain, what does this mean? This is my personal privacy."

Qi Mo's expression turned cold, "I don't want to say it again, I only watch your video and audio today."

This kind of thing is too easy to fake. Now the e-sports circle has almost no impression of Luo Qiao. If something happens before the official game, it will be a black spot in his life.

Qingsong looked at Qi Mo who was staring at him, ground his teeth, took out his mobile phone and handed it to him, and argued: "It's nothing, I just want to see if the main base has changed."

Qi Mo clicked on it, and there was indeed a video on the phone. The front was indeed the scenery of the base, and the back was Luo Qiao's conversation with them and the match with Yan Yan.

Luo Qiao blocked people in front of the spring, and forced Yan Yan to ask: Captain favoritism?

It wasn't until Yanyan admitted his mistake that he let him go.

Qi Mo's eyes softened, this kid really defended him...

Send yourself a copy of the video, then delete the records and original data, and throw the phone to Qingsong, "If I find you secretly filming again in the future, don't stay in LC any longer."

You can have small thoughts, but these crooked ways will only destroy the trust between teammates and ruin the atmosphere of LC.

Qingsong raised her eyebrows to cover the thoughts in her eyes, said yes in embarrassment, and left the LC base.

After the second team had left, Qi Mo pushed open the door of the training room and found Luo Qiao sitting on a chair blankly, wondering what he was thinking.

Luo Qiao has been thinking about the relationship between Qi Mo and Qing Song ever since Qing Song said those words. Judging from Qing Song's tone, he seems to be very familiar with Qi Mo. Regarding Qi Mo's hair color, Luo Qiao still digs deep a few years ago. I accidentally saw the photo while posting on the forum, and that post was quickly deleted.

Qingsong even knows this, what is the relationship between them?

Before he could think clearly, he realized that there was a person sitting on the gaming chair next to him. Luo Qiao raised his eyes, and Qi Mo came in at some point.

Qi Mo pulled his chair towards him, and the two faced each other.

"After playing for so long, aren't your hands tired?" Qi Mo looked at Luo Qiao, who was a little languid, and wondered in his heart, did those people do something excessive just now, it seems that it's time to beat the second team people.

Hearing Qi Mo's caring tone, Luo Qiao felt both happy and sad. Could it be that the captain is so kind to everyone?Is he the only one who doesn't know anything about the captain?

He seems to have fallen into a strange circle.

Seeing that Luo Qiao didn't respond, Qi Mo moved the chair closer, and said to himself: "It seems that I'm really tired, recently a doctor taught me a set of loosening techniques for you to try. "

Finished gesturing with the hands of Lalo Bridge.

Luo Qiao suddenly came back to his senses, and hid his hands behind his back suddenly. The little overlord whose face was twitching wildly while playing the game, his ears were red and bleeding, realized what he had done, and he was a little incoherent, "No, still... ...it's ok...hitting them...it's easy..."

In other words, don't rub your hands.

Qi Mo withdrew his hand, his brows were full of smiles, but he said with regret, "That's it! That technique is not bad."

Luo Qiao didn't reply, rubbing back and forth nervously with the hands behind his back.

At this moment, the distracting thoughts that Qingsong brought to him were completely forgotten, and now his mind is full of,

Did Qi Shen just want to hold my hand? ? ?