Boys can't shed tears easily

Looking at the small figure, Ji Ze's heart moved slightly.

He stepped forward and patted Mu Bai's shoulder, the little mid laner fluffed up as if he had been taken aback, and turned his head abruptly.

The shock in his eyes dissipated the moment he saw the person coming, the boy closed the hood on his head, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Why are you here?"

He always thought that Jize was in the lounge.

When the entire JG team was on stage, Jize was still missing.

Jize smiled: "I should be the one to ask, right?"

Mu Bai looked at the door sign of the JG lounge which was close at hand, his cheeks flushed.

He was a UM guy squatting in front of the rest room of other teams, and he kept poking his head to see what was going on inside through the crack of the door, indeed... quite sneaky.

Doesn't look like a nice guy.

Mu Bai tightened the bag in his hand, wishing he could flash and sprint away from here and return to UM's territory.But as soon as he saw J Ze lightly rubbing his wrist, Mu Bai's whole heart started to throb.

Jize has helped him so many times, it's normal for him to help him once in a while.

As Cuckoo said, so what, the social relationship of adults.

Mu Bai chewed the word and nodded his head in his heart.

Yes, adults.

So Jize saw the child in front of him lower his head, raised the bag in his hand, his fair little face turned into a light pink, and the clear boyish voice stuttered: "Here, this is for you."

Jize didn't pick it up, but instead asked with a smile, "What is this?"

"...Anything you buy, a little medicine." Mu Bai pursed his lips.

Jize said "Oh" lightly, touched the bag with his fingertips, and asked for the first time: "What medicine?"

Mu Bai: "..."

He frowned, and shoved the bag into Jize's hand, his voice was suppressed viciously, but he let out a bit of annoyance: "Man, do you want to love it?"

The medicine box knocked against Jize's hand, it wasn't heavy, but it happened to touch the throbbing tendon in his hand.

Seeing Jize's slightly frowned eyebrows, Mu Bai panicked, and his voice softened a lot: "Are you all right? Does it really hurt?"

The boy's fingertips were soft.

Gently resting on his arm, one could almost feel the warmth of the skin coming from above. Compared with the previous period, his physique was much better.

Jize lowered his eyes, turned around the words that would never appear in his mouth before, and spit out lightly: "Yeah, it hurts."

The guilt in Mu Bai's eyes deepened.

He opened the bag, took out a piece of ointment from inside, read the instructions attached to it carefully over and over again, and then dabbed it carefully, held up Jize's hand, and wiped some milky white ointment on the joints .

Jize is a head taller than Mu Bai, from his position, you can see Xiao Zhongdan's drooping eyelashes and slightly pursed lips.

Maybe it's because I've eaten well in the past few days, that perennially pale lips are finally stained with some blood, revealing a beautiful light pink, but also extremely slender, as if just twirling the fingertips lightly, it will rub out a dark red color. red.

deep red.

The moment the word came out, there seemed to be a strong desire/desire in his heart, driving him to press the lip, rub it with his fingertips, pry it open with his fingertips, and leave a place on it that belongs to him. Mark of.

Ji Ze withdrew his hand suddenly, took the bag in Mu Bai's hand, and interrupted his continued application of medicine: "Okay, it's time for you to go back. Stay in our lounge for too long, be careful not to be gossiped about."

The team relationship is close, but the lounge, especially the team lounge that is participating in the competition, which may involve tactical confidentiality, is still avoided as much as possible.

There were TAG members who went to the lounge to visit before, but after the visit, TAG was upset and won. After being picked up by fans, they accused TAG of stealing tactics from other people's sites, and chased them for several days.

Mu Bai nodded, asked Jize for a tissue, wiped off the liquid on his hands, turned and left.

Seeing the dark red figure disappear at the end of the corridor, Jize looked back and pushed open the door of the JG lounge.

Ruan Yi was sitting inside, licking winter dates with Erlang's legs crossed, he didn't care that the camera was shooting at him, and waved when he saw J Zelai.

"Hey, do you want to eat this jujube? It's from the TAG coach next door. It tastes so good." Ruan Yi chewed on the winter jujube and said, his voice suddenly paused: "Brother, why is your face a little red and you have a fever? "

Ji Ze stopped holding the phone, and only raised his eyes to glance at him lightly, the accumulated emotions in his eyes were frighteningly deep: "Eat yours, don't worry about it."

Ruan Yi: "..."

so fierce.

After watching the JG game, the whole UM team returned to court.

Although the strength of the substitute mid laner is not as good as Fade, as the champion team, JG's strength is beyond doubt.

OA broke the upper and lower double lines, and JG won the wonderful 2:0 steadily.

"As soon as we can reach the top of the standings." Cuckoo sighed, "I was struggling with the playoffs before, but I didn't expect to want to climb the standings today. Human desire/desire is really a bottomless pit."

"My desire/desire is well satisfied, and I hope to give me a salary increase at the end of the season, [-] will do." You Zhou hinted frantically.

Cuckoo pretended not to hear anything: "Mu Bai, get ready, an e-sports media wants to make a show for you tomorrow."

"Give it to me?" Mu Bai was taken aback.

This kind of program is different from the one at the beginning of the debut. In the personal interview of the debut, UM paid reporters to write the report, but now someone else volunteered to help UM increase the popularity.

"That's right, I'll give you a special program." Cuckoo laughed.

"Now the popularity of our small mid laner is no longer comparable to that when we first debuted, but whenever our team's last trending search, five out of ten trending searches are related to you." Xia Dumpling sighed: "The waves behind the Yangtze River beat the waves before, and the current Fans don't even remember the old hero."

There was ridicule in the shrimp dumpling's voice, Mu Bai still blushed in embarrassment, poking his phone with his head down.

Just logged on to the social software, and saw his trending search within a few pages.

Mu Bai's fingertips trembled, and he hid the phone down for fear of being discovered by his teammates.

...there really are.

#Wood Knife Girl#

[Reporter, who was at the scene, the knife girl that night, has been reported, and her title will be banned until next year, don't read it]

[If it was the gold third rank of the national server at 21:23 just now, it is likely that I reported it.Act bravely, please do not single out offline]

[Before I saw the rank score, I knew that this small mid laner must be extraordinary, but I didn't expect to play so well in the game. After Fade, the mid laner in our competition area can also be regarded as a successor]

[It’s only a few games in the regular season, so there’s no need to blow it up, how did JG abuse UM before the Spring Festival, forget it? 】

[2:1 is also called abuse? 】

Pulling down again, there was another bloodbath.

Most of them are not fans of UM.

For so many years in the JG competition area, it has always been at the forefront of public opinion. There are countless fans, and the black fans will naturally not be absent.

Mu Bai could see clearly that they were flattering themselves, but also meant to suppress Jize.

Scrolling down, he suddenly saw a comment, which had been torn down more than 1000 floors.

[This Wood doesn't seem to be a good thing, from Haicheng, I heard that the Internet celebrity who jumped into the river to hype before is him...]

Seeing this comment, Mu Bai pursed his lips apologetically.

There was a lot of original news below, and to Mu Bai's surprise, there were still many viewers in the live broadcast room showing their heads.

[I said before that I don’t want to follow others’ opinions. The little anchor apologized as soon as he came out of the ward, and he has never done it since then]

[By the way, if someone is really talkative, you can take a look at the long post posted by @橙子_professional jungler at the end of December, explaining the cause and effect clearly, Hongtu also transferred the employee involved]

Before he knew it, he already had so many fans.

Mu Bai's heart warmed slightly, and suddenly he saw the surge of replies under this comment, and there were hundreds of replies in an instant.

[I rely on it! !What did I see, sister upstairs, you are a big prophet! 】

[In the past, someone called Hei Jishen to play a big role in ignoring the juniors. I didn't believe it, and now I don't believe it even more.He gives me the feeling that he is a gentle and good man (covering his face)]

[It can only be said that your fan filter is too heavy...]

The directionality of the comments was too obvious, and Mu Bai's fingers trembled suddenly.

He finally took a deep breath, cut to Jize's personal homepage, and suddenly saw a forwarding post at the top.

1 minutes ago.

[JG、Fade]: Forward dynamics/@橙子_professional jungler: Regarding the Mubaibai incident some time ago...

Mu Bai stared at Jize's head portrait for a long time.

The avatar was probably uniformly assigned by JG, and it was taken from the group photo of the champions in the last S competition, which was surprisingly clear.

Several members of the team held up the trophy in their hands, and Ji Ze stood tall, looking sideways at the camera, his dark eyes were like deep pools.

Mu Bai's fingers trembled, and he suddenly turned off the enlarged avatar.

He found that he seemed a little unable to stand Ji Ze's eyes.

Whenever Jize lowered his eyelashes and looked at him slowly with those deep black eyes, his heart would skip a beat as if something was wrong.

Up uncomfortably.

After turning off the avatar, he saw the birthday message hanging under Jize's avatar.

3 month 1 day.

Isn't it half a month later?

Mu Bai hesitated, and poked open Jize's chat bar.

The last record is still in the Spring Festival, and Mu Baifa's past 150 yuan Internet cafe transfer record.

A line of words was typed and deleted, and finally stayed on a short section.

[Wood Baibai]: Do you want to play games tomorrow?

There is no reply yet.

Mu Bai ignored the momentary depression in his heart, put his head on the edge of the car window, and fell asleep hazily.

After returning to the base, the team replayed the game overnight.

Cuckoo had a happy smile on his face when he was in the car, and when he arrived at the base and started replaying, he immediately revealed his true colors.

Including Mu Bai, almost everyone was singled out for faults, especially You Zhou, who refused to mend his ways and still fell in love with his boss, was scolded so bitterly that he was ranked all night long.

When he woke up the next day, Mu Bai received a notification just as he finished his morning run downstairs.

The program team has already arrived downstairs in UM.

"Didn't you come in the afternoon? I still want to play a few ranks." Mu Bai asked.

After yesterday's game, Mu Bai didn't log into the game server for almost a day, and his rank score was second. He was more worried that it would affect his feel.

Playing only two games in two days, he was so lazy that both humans and gods were angry.

"That's what they told me over there, and I don't know why they changed the time temporarily." Bugu looked at the phone, and his voice suddenly added worry: "Today's partner has a dark history, and you should cooperate when the time comes , really can’t call me.”

"Black history?" Mu Bai didn't understand why.

"It's just because of my seniority, sometimes my attitude is not very good." Cuckoo sighed, "But in most cases, you should be fine, and the program team will take care of you."

Mu Bai understood, and nodded obediently.

In order to shoot the program for them, UM specially vacated a piece of land, and Mu Bai sat alone in the room waiting for the program crew.

Soon, a few people walked in carrying equipment, and Mu Bai quickly spotted the little reporter who interviewed last time. She kindly raised her hand and waved five fingers at Mu Bai.

Take it as a greeting.

"Have you seen the program planning? This time the program will be broadcast live, so pay attention to your image." The reporter joked.

Mu Bai has been broadcasting live for several months, so he naturally doesn't have any resistance to the camera, so he nodded quickly to make it clear.

Since the planner is a well-known e-sports self-media in the industry, this program does not involve money, it is just a pure cooperation, and there is no commercial contract drawn up in advance, and Mu Bai is only allowed to read the planning table.

The camera was set up at the side, the sound of a car in front of the door, and the last member of the program team arrived late.

The little reporter immediately stood up and greeted the door graciously: "You are here, Brother Liao."

He was also written on the planning form, Liao Xin, a former professional player in another game in this world, who also won the world championship that year.

Later, when the game became cold, he retired and moved to e-sports related industries. He occasionally did live broadcasts and participated in programs. With the fans and qualifications he accumulated over the years, he is still one of the celebrities in the circle.

Before the live broadcast started, Liao Xin glanced at Mu Bai who was seated, then looked away coldly: "This is today's cooperation partner?"

"Ah, let me introduce, this is UM's new mid laner, Wood." The female reporter hurriedly said.

"Wood, right?" Liao Xin looked down at him, his gaze paused on the young man's slender wrist: "How many times have you hit?"

"Three games are BO3." Mu Bai answered honestly.

Liao Xin raised his eyebrows, and hummed with unknown meaning from his lips, then turned his head and looked away.

The next link is actually very simple, basically Liao Xin leads Mu to play the game he won the championship in the past, and then Mu Bai also opens an account to lead Liao Xin to play a game of League of Legends, interspersed with some real business bragging.

First, I played Liao Xin's "Spirit of War", a traditional FPS gun game, which is one of the most popular gun games in the world.

Mu Bai had never been exposed to this type of game, and was stuffed with a cute little girl in white clothes, holding a gun and bouncing behind the team.

He plays very well.

The games Mu Bai has played are limited to League of Legends, and he can’t tell which button is squatting and which button to open the mirror. Often, the sniper walks with the magnifying mirror, and then hits the wall next to him heavily.

The little reporter watching behind couldn't help but let out a laugh.

The effect of the program is full, and there are frequent barrages in the live broadcast room.

[Laughing to death, Wood didn't learn anything, he learned to jump cancer first]

[No, the floor is hot, quickly give Xiaobai a brand new floor heater]

[Hurry up and teach Wood how to play, if you don't teach me, I will die laughing in this live broadcast room]

[Games require talent, I believe it, for example, Wood's talent is in League of Legends, I haven't found my own talent yet]

Halfway through the game, the screen was shown on Liao Xin's face.

Liao Xin looked at the little girl running around on the screen, and suddenly said coldly: "I don't know when e-sports will be able to enter the industry by simply swiping your face."

Holding the microphone, the little reporter froze for a moment.

This...isn't the program team's draft?

【This is?Is it torn? 】

[Liao Xin is crazy, but anyone who has watched Wood's game can't say such a thing]

[It is said that Liao Xin is straight-tempered, I really believe it]

【Please, this is not straight-tempered, this is impolite】

Mu Bai listened to it, and only held the mouse more seriously.

It is impossible not to be wronged in the bottom of my heart. He has seen this kind of remarks countless times in the early days of the live broadcast.

As long as you play well, it will naturally disappear.

There is a clear example around him.

JG Club.

Jize looked down at the phone, several messages were displayed on the screen.

【Jze】: Didn't see it during supper yesterday.

【Jze】: Do you have time in the afternoon?

There was no response from the other side, so he simply turned off the phone screen and put his hands flat on the cushion.

The team doctor sitting in front of him flipped through the black plastic bag and fiddled with various medicine boxes inside.

"Not bad, you have also learned to buy medicine yourself. These are good medicines, and they are not troublesome to use. You can rub them on yourself if you have nothing to do." Said, the team doctor squeezed out a little ointment and rubbed it on Jize's palm. place.

Jize frowned slightly from the pain, and suddenly asked, "Is this medicine expensive?"

"You e-sports players are rich, and you bought them with your own money, but you can't even remember to count them." The team doctor laughed, "It's okay for a single one, only a few dozen yuan, but this bag..."

The team doctor glanced at it and did a simple mental calculation: "It's about five or six hundred."

Five or six hundred.

Jize savored this number, and suddenly remembered the appearance of the little mid laner who couldn't even pay for a hotel.

UM is not a team that treats players harshly, Mu Bai shouldn't be so poor.

It's so weird.

It took more than half an hour to massage and apply the medicine, so Jize simply turned on the Bear TV and swipe it twice casually.

His eyes suddenly passed a familiar face.

His little mid laner was sitting in front of the gaming chair, looking down at the screen seriously. The screen showed a first-person view of white gloves holding a gun, which looked like a gunfight game.

Not League of Legends anyway.

It turns out that small mid laners also sneak around?

He casually clicked on the live broadcast, and was caught off guard by the barrage that filled the screen.

Seeing the content of the barrage quarrel clearly, Ji Ze lowered his eyelashes, cut the trumpet and clicked into Mu Bai's live broadcast room that hadn't started yet.

The live broadcast room was pitch black, because Mu Bai showed up in other live broadcast rooms, there was no one chatting with an empty screen.

He tapped the screen, and silently rewarded the live broadcast room with a gift package of honey.

On the screen, the little mid laner turned on the button system seriously, read all the button instructions by himself, and memorized them silently in his heart.

Finally waiting for an opportunity, Mu Bai pulled the trigger in an instant and shot his head in a second.

【? ? ? ? 】

[I found out, I really don't seem to have the talent for games]

[This reaction is too fast, terrible, is this a teenage boy, I am old]

[Although there are audiences on the opposite side, the stars are average, but for a novice, it is really not easy]

[One thing to say, I didn't expect to follow Liao Xin to watch the battle spirit, the best second sniper today was actually typed by a layman]

[I feel that if Wood goes to fight, maybe he can win a world championship]

Liao Xin looked at the constantly refreshed barrage, his eyes became darker.

Soon, it's time for the League of Legends section.

Liao Xin said that he is very good at League of Legends, but when he really gets started, it can be called torture.

The game was a water friend match played on the spot, and the teammates and opponents were all spectators. Liao Xin was paired with a master supporter, and the bot lane he was in was still being mercilessly forced to jail by the opponent, and his face became more and more ugly.

Mu Bai had no choice but to manipulate Zoe, and came to the bottom lane to help Liao Xin get the kill.

Throughout the whole process, Liao Xin's Ezreal barely managed to deal any damage.

WQ skills are all empty, from QDC incarnation to the real AD Ize, Mu Bai tried his best to give up the head, but in the end he still had to flash and use the tracking magic damage of E skill to get the kill.

They have done this kind of show more than once, and generally no one will complain about cross-border entertainment.

Because of what Liao Xin said earlier, there were some discordant comments on the bullet screen.

[What kind of carrot squat is this? W is empty and Q is empty. In short, none of the skills are in it]

[Liao Xin is not like that when playing League of Legends, his level is half a catty, and he is in the same cage as chickens and rabbits]

[With all due respect, Wood's fighting spirit is a bit stronger than Liao Xin's League of Legends]

As soon as the picture turned, it happened to cut to the touting shot.

In front of the camera, Mu Bai sat upright and read the manuscript seriously: "Senior Liao Xin is a very powerful game player, he has won the high rank of master in the national server for three seasons, it must be a wonderful match bureau."

【Hahahahaha why so funny】

【High, really high】

[Low EQ: You are a fake master, high EQ: Senior Liao Xin is a very powerful game player]

A game of League of Legends ended. Although Liao Xin died many times in the early stage, his final record was not ugly.

It's enough to save face.

The two said the closing words, and the live broadcast room closed. Logically speaking, the show should end here.

Mu Bai's phone vibrated, he lowered his head, it was a voice call from Jize.

Usually, he would send a message and call directly, and he almost dropped the phone entirely.

He hesitated to connect, and Jize's voice came through the network: "You didn't reply to my message."

Mu Bai was stunned for a moment.

Is it worth making another phone call for these short words?

He was about to say something, but Liao Xin suddenly turned dark and stopped Mu Bai: "One more."

Mu Bai was not very willing: "Sorry, I don't have time tonight."

"Let's play one more battle, we will be one-on-one." Liao Xin said, he did not deliberately lower his voice, and heard it in the ears of all the staff: "The old man called you, you won't lose face Don't you give me any?"

The scene fell into a momentary freeze.

This is arrogant to say, but as Liao Xin himself said, he is the world champion, and he will always be a lot higher than Mu Bai who has never won the domestic champion.

E-sports trophies speak, no matter how many games they span.

Which professional player doesn't yearn for that World Cup trophy?

Mu Bai lowered his eyes and slowly clenched the phone.

His training time for the past two days is already short enough. Not to mention the early start of the show, but now it has to be postponed, and the training time will be compressed for at least half an hour.

He was very unhappy.

Just as Mu Bai was about to say something, J Ze's voice sounded: "Hand him the phone, and I'll tell him."

The little mid laner hesitated, but did not agree.

This is his own business, and he doesn't want Ji Ze to interfere.

A chuckle suddenly came from the receiver, and Jize slowed down his voice: "You are the companion I reserved, and you cannot be snatched away by others."

The author has something to say: Jize: Oh, I have more champions than you

感谢在2021-09-2221:08:48~2021-09-2320:38:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 26036441, not waiting for 1;

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