Boys can't shed tears easily

Mu Bai glanced at the dialog box.

Ruan Yi's reply hung on the top, but he saw a familiar taste in the ordinary sentence.

Mu Bai lowered his head and continued to play the game.

After getting the head of the wine barrel, Death Song finally regained his rhythm.

In 10 minutes, Xiaolong Tuan SU was asleep by Zoe's hypnotic bubbles, and the top laner rushed in and forced to open.

The balance of the game is tilting at this moment.

At 38 minutes, the team pushed up to the high ground in a regular manner, ending the game.

As soon as he returned to the room interface, Wine Barrel immediately quit the game, and the avatar was completely blacked out.

[TAG will never fall]: This thing is finally gone, playing a game is so noisy.

[TAG Never Falls]: You don’t know, he’s been commanding crazily there, most of your swordsmen’s blood, he’s signaling me to go over, wow, I’m Jess, or he’s a wine barrel with all magic powers. ?

[TAG never falls]: I wanted to block him at first, but luckily I didn't do it so quickly.Otherwise you're missing out on a big show =w=Wood, well done.

Caught off guard by being praised, Mu Bai was a little embarrassed.

[JG, Ruanyi]: What a big show... Jize, that bastard, is too, insisting on my account to brag about himself.I don't even understand, there are so many promotional accounts on the Internet, so this time is definitely missing? ?

Before Mu Bai left the room, his eyes paused on Ruan Yi's reply, and his fingertips curled up slightly.

Ruan Yi is still talking.

【JG、Ruanyi】: Don't worry about Wood, he is just like that, there is no other meaning.

【UM、Wood】: It's okay, I also sincerely praise him.

[TAG Never Fails]: By the way, how are you preparing for the exhibition match?

[JG, Ruanyi]: As long as we don't have you, it's okay, and it's not my turn to be an old player.

[JG, Ruanyi]: They are very anxious... Now the entire base, I am the only one idle.

An exhibition game is an opportunity, but it is also extremely stressful.

SU sighed and cheered, fearing that his good brother would not understand, he added several big exclamation marks.

[TAG never falls]: Come on! ! ! ! ! !

Cut out of the room, there are two new reminders lying in Mu Bai's friend application column.

One is Ruan Yi, and the other is the death song [yangg] from the last one.

Mu Bai passed quickly, carefully changed the notes, and assigned the two of them to a group called "Coming Together".

Friends of the League of Legends can be grouped independently, and the entire live broadcast room saw the categories on Mu Bai's friend column.

From top to bottom, they are [passer-by player], [peer], [colleague], [boss] and the group [11] with only two people.

[Hahahahaha this group, this is the first time I see teammates called colleagues]

[What is a boss?Is it cuckoo? Help】

[What is that group of 11?Trumpet? 】

"The groupings were done during the live broadcast before, and there are not only teammates among the colleagues. The boss is the coach and the manager..." Mu Bai explained one by one, and when he saw the last barrage, he pursed his lips: "It's not a trumpet... "

[? ?What is not trumpet? 】

[I always feel that there is something in the words]

[I thought it was nothing at first, but now I feel like it’s tricky]

[Who is in the group?Help, I'm super curious]

The barrage was full of wailing, but Mu Bai refused to continue explaining.

He flipped through the list of kings and prepared to solo queue. Before entering the queue for the new round, he received a team application.

It is Yang.

The winning rate of Yang rank is quite high, and after the death song finds the rhythm, the effect of playing is also good.

Mu Bai simply agreed to the application and put them into the team.

One night streak.

Mu Bai only lost the middle two, and the rest of the time was an overwhelming victory that ended in the middle of the battle, and his rank climbed by nearly one hundred.

For this score segment, it is undoubtedly not an easy harvest.

It's eleven o'clock in the evening.

Mu Bai went to bed early, and was ready to take a shower at this time.

【Are you going to download it】

[Goodbye in vain, will there be a live broadcast tomorrow? 】

[The effect of playing with Yang is good, will you play double row tomorrow?]

[I kind of want to see the bright moon with Yasuo, Wood seems to rarely play Yasuo]

"It's about to be broadcast, it may be broadcast tomorrow, double row...it depends on the situation." He finally replied with a few barrages: "It's not necessarily the case with Yasuo, Yasuo has been stabbed again, and now his brother is stronger. Yasuo support? This..."

Mu Bai imagined the scene for a while, and his face was full of thought: "It will be PK by a real person."

"Goodbye, it's really down, thank you for liking it."

After igniting the live broadcast, Mu Bai returned to the bedroom after taking a shower, and there was a new message on his phone.

[Jze]: Are you asleep?

Mu Baiteng responded.

[Mu Baibai]: I'm ready, I'll watch the video later in the evening.

[Jze]: What video?

[Jze]: Game video?

Just as Mu Bai was about to reply "yes", a new message came over.

[Jze]: What's the point of coming to me just watching JG's video...

【Jze】: My real person is right in front of you.

Mu Bai: "..."

the other side.

Jize looked at the input that had been playing on the screen for a long time, smiled, and flicked the cigarette ash with his fingers.

In order to prevent his hand injury from reoccurring, Liang Tian strictly prohibited him from any possibility of overtime training, he almost took a lock to lock the entire computer, and marked it with the words "Ji Ze and the cat are not allowed to enter".

Jize could only watch Mu Bai's ranking all afternoon.

To be precise, it was Mu Bai and the "junior" in a double row.

Ji Ze didn't quite understand.

How could a person who was clearly older than Mu Bai with his ID card shout out one senior at a time with a shy face.

Don't you feel nauseous?

Just like that, the fans in the live broadcast room were able to keep up.

How could it be changed to him, the word "Fade" has almost become a forbidden word in Mu Bai's live broadcast room?

Really blind.

After smoking a whole stick, Jize was about to leave the balcony when he saw the phone screen light up.

A line of words was printed on the screen.

[Wood Baibai] invites you to make a video call.

Jize's heart skipped a beat.

He adjusted his collar and accepted the video.

The moment the link was connected, the dimly lit room was displayed on the phone.

In the center is Mu Bai's figure, the overly loose pajamas couldn't cover the chain bones well, and his fair skin dazzled him for a while.

Jize stared at it for a few seconds, couldn't help it, and lit another cigarette.

"You...why are you dressed like this?" Jize asked.

"I'm going to bed, this is pajamas, what would you wear if you don't wear this." Mu Bai blushed subtly, and pulled the hem of the clothes uncomfortably: "It's really impossible...I'll hang up first."

"Wait a minute." Jize's eyes were sharp, "What's in your hand?"

Mu Bai made a move.

What else could be the dark black that was more obvious on the light skin.

Jize looked at the gold-plated English word "F" on the wristband, and his throat tickled slightly: "You...wear it to sleep?"

Mu Bai turned his face away, blushing like a grown tomato: "You embroidered it yourself..."

The front of the wristband looks good, but Mu Bai still found stitches under the fabric.

There are no such stitches in the workshop now.

Jize stared at Xiao Zhongdan's side face, and remained silent for a while.

This kind of small equipment that only remembers the hints that both parties know... really feels a bit cheating.

Especially when Mu Bai still cherishes it so much.

"I actually want to complete this word..." Mu Bai said, "But I can't embroider well. Compared with yours, it's too ugly."

"No, that's it." Jize took a puff of cigarette, "I have to press the bottom of the box after the embroidery is finished, it's fine now."

Mu Bai didn't understand, and nodded obediently.

Mu Bai thought for a while and asked, "When are you leaving?"

Jize understood what he meant: "It hasn't been decided yet. After all, the people in the sports department are in charge of this area. They have reported the official list before we can start."

"Has the staff not been settled yet?" Mu Bai was a little surprised.

Although there is still more than half a month left for the exhibition match, it will take a long time to fly abroad and add training.

This movement is also too slow.

"It's been decided. The support team is still arguing over whether to use Yu Cheng or Green. The sports department believes that Green has at least cooperated. Yu Cheng has been away from the team for too long. I am worried that there may be conflicts when we work together again."

Ji Ze said: "But the upper management of JG hopes that the players will not be completely on the same team, and the burden on the team will be too heavy...you understand, in various aspects."

Competitions at the national level are different from competitions held by game organizers. Going to the competition not only represents the competition area or team, but also represents the country.

Lost once in an exhibition match four years ago.

At that time, Jize hadn't made his debut yet, he went to KH, and was defeated by the opponent 3:1 in two consecutive sets. When he first returned to China, the whole team was scolded badly.

JG can't bear it, and doesn't dare to bear it.

"understood."

Mu Bai nodded and comforted the player who was about to go out for the country bluntly: "Don't be nervous when the time comes, the coach said, you can use it for our team during the preparation period, and you can use it for training and analysis. Guaranteed to forget the tactics once they are seen, and will definitely not be used in the summer split..."

Ji Ze pursed his lips, and his light laughter easily broke the somewhat serious atmosphere: "Then, do you want to use it casually?"

Mu Bai's face turned red.

He grabbed the quilt, and it took him a long time to choke out a sentence: "How do you want to use it?"

"Well... Let UM's newly promoted assassin, king, get home with free shipping tomorrow, and put on rabbit ears and tails, and try to dress as well as today." Ji Ze smiled.

Mu Bai couldn't even raise his head.

This dress was newly bought by him, and the size was indeed a bit big, but it wasn't impossible to fit it in.

Mu Bai online shopping doesn't like to greet the customer service to return the product, so he simply wears it.

But is it really rare to wear it like this?

For the first time, he doubted himself so much.

"Okay, just kidding." Jize threw away the cigarette, and his voice sounded softer as he knocked on his ears through the Internet.

"I will play well in the game, and you stay at home obediently, just wait for me to come back at ease." After speaking, a hinting smile appeared on Jize's lips: "Maybe, you may not be able to stay idle in China .”

Mu Bai didn't quite understand, he thought it was Jize who hinted that he wanted to go abroad to watch the game, and calculated the travel expenses in his brain for a long time.

The two chatted for a few more words, and Jize took the opportunity to suggest that Mu Bai lifted up his clothes for his boyfriend to see, and he was too embarrassed to say a word, and finally only decided to show Mu Bai just to win a small game in the exhibition match promise.

After turning off the video, Mu Bai immediately got up from the bed and changed into pajamas.

Seal the original one forever.

It has to be said that after chatting with Jize, the worries lingering in Mu Bai's heart faded a lot.

He closed his eyes, dreamless all night.

The next day, Mu Bai got up early.

After he had breakfast, he went out for a morning run, and when he turned around, he saw an extra car in front of the club.

I haven't seen it when I woke up, and I haven't heard any reporters coming to interview them recently.

The whole body of the car was pitch black, and Mu Bai couldn't recognize what brand it was.

When I opened the door and walked in, I found that all the members of the club had gathered together in a rare way.

"Isn't today a rest day?" You Zhou yawned big, "Why did Cuckoo wake up so early? He was walking around the door, making me so noisy that I couldn't sleep."

"Here." Xia Dumpling pointed forward with a large dark circle under his eyes, "Look for yourself."

You Zhou followed his fingertips and raised his head.

The door of Cuckoo's office was open, and there were two figures sitting inside.

You Zhou squinted his eyes for a while, then turned around and asked, "Who is this fat old man? Good guy, the belt is almost forming a B shape on his stomach."

Yu Cheng took the water cup calmly: "It's from the sports department."

You Zhou widened his eyes, and his voice dropped several degrees: "I rely on... the sports department? Then he is a peerless god."

For an internet-addicted teenager like him, a certain bureau is an unattainable role. They send people to the club, and You Zhou only has one possibility in mind.

"He didn't come to catch me, did he?" You Zhou said with a tragic face, "It's a big deal, I'll turn myself in now, and hand over all the previous hard drives and URLs..."

"What are you thinking about?" Xia Dumpling knocked on him, "No one cares about your little inventory, they must have something important to discuss when they come here."

You Zhou was very concerned about gossip, and started 2G surfing when he switched to serious business: "What's the matter?"

"Just the stall in the exhibition game..." Xia Dumpling was about to say something more, when Cuckoo pushed open the door and came out.

"Yu Cheng, come here." After speaking, Bu Gu paused, with a complicated expression: "And you, Mu Bai."

Mu Bai froze and stood up.