Boys can't shed tears easily

You Zhou watched the two people enter the office one after another. Cuckoo specially closed the door this time and gave him a vicious look outside.

The meaning is probably not to cause trouble for Lao Tzu.

You Zhou murmured: "Why do you just call them two? If there is anything to do, bring me to join in the fun..."

"What are you doing with me, are you embarrassing?" Xia Dumpling insulted him, "I don't want to see your name on the top of the list operated by idiots."

You Zhou blushed with anger: "Everyone thinks I'm bad now, right? Be careful that your father retires on the spot, let's see where you can find a dedicated AD like me!"

Several hurt people laughed even more happily.

In the office, Cuckoo looked solemn.

It was the first time for him to put on such a serious expression. Coupled with his pretty good figure, he looked very much like the security guard who should be guarding one side at the door.

"Yu Cheng, this is the second time we have met." The old man smiled and waved, and Yu Cheng sat down on the chair.

"Yeah." Yu Cheng said, "I'm sorry for not being able to defend the championship in the last exhibition match."

Mu Bai sat beside him, listening quietly.

Only then did he know that Yu Cheng had also stayed in KH before, and even participated in the first exhibition match.

Calculated in this way...his qualifications are even older than Ji Ze.

"It's normal to win and lose in a game like this." The old man looked at it openly, "You don't need to tell me I'm sorry, but you players are the ones who care the most."

Yu Cheng lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

The old man moved his eyes and looked in Mu Bai's direction: "That...you are Wood, right?"

Mu Bai felt even more nervous, and his heartbeat was not as fast as at the moment when he was playing on the field.

He straightened up and responded in a low voice, "Well, hello."

The sound is too low to be heard.

The old man was not angry at all, flipped through the character introduction, and smiled cheerfully: "Sure enough, e-sports is similar to playing ball. Do you know the champion of table tennis before? It's the same, the style of play is very ruthless, and people look so obedient .”

Mu Bai lowered his head even lower.

In fact, he is not very shy.

It's just... I never thought that I, a bad gamer, would one day meet important people of this level.

Several of the teammates who played Internet cafe games together in the previous life were finally found by their parents into the Internet cafe, and they whispered in their ears that they would be sent to some kind of Internet addiction rehabilitation school.

Now, even people in the sports department call them competitive players.

Mu Bai thought he had a dream.

The old man turned his head and discussed with Cuckoo: "The support is roughly determined by Yu Cheng. There can only be one substitute for any event over there, including e-sports events. The number of substitutes is the most important."

After a slight pause, the old man looked at him again: "JG's opinion is that a mid laner is needed as a substitute, but I read Fade's information, and I think the two of you have too different styles, I don't think it will be us the best choice."

The old man was telling the truth.

Because of the existence of Kize's almost invincible mid lane defense, Bot Lane Type can choose the short-legged Verus or Calista in the previous environment of Izexia.

Cuckoo looked serious.

If it is purely based on the record, Mu Bai is undoubtedly the second choice, but forming a team is not as simple as simply matching five S cards, and the compatibility of each member needs to be carefully considered.

The position of the mid laner has always been important.

In contrast, SU, which has more experience and a hero pool closer to Fade, is a safer answer.

It seems that SU suddenly asked Ruan Yi about his preparations for the game yesterday, and he also got wind of it.

SU is also hinting at Mu Bai, asking him to prepare in advance.

Mu Bai pursed his lips.

"I also understand that a player's personal style is very important. After all, he is a substitute, and the number of appearances may not be proportional to the investment. If you are not sure..." The old man said, his eyes paused slightly on Mu Bai's face.

He is waiting for an answer.

"I can." Mu Bai suddenly said, "I have won 4 games of Galio in the spring game, all of them won, 3 games of cards, and the winning rate is 66. There is still a month before the game, I can grasp and practice JG's common lineup If the winning percentage of the training match is below 75, I can voluntarily quit the team.”

The old man raised his lips and smiled with particular satisfaction.

After filling in the information on the player's personal form, the old man refused the manager's invitation to have a meal together, took away the photocopies of their ID cards, and bid farewell to several members of the team.

The people who squatted at the door and eavesdropped for a long time were dispersed by Cuckoo who scolded angrily. Cuckoo held a water glass and looked at Yu Cheng who was sitting at the table having breakfast.

The internet-addicted teenager didn't have breakfast, and everyone else went back to sleep after watching the show, and the base was quiet.

"What should I do?" Cuckoo looked a little frustrated: "I didn't intend to let Mu Bai go too... It's okay if I win, but if I lose, there will be chaos and quarrels. How can I take a good vacation? But, just go How about jumping into a fire pit?"

Yu Chengan was quiet and didn't talk to him.

Cuckoo is also used to the low-talking appearance of support players, so he said to himself: "They will be training in two days, you see he is alone, he is not familiar with the place, and he is mixed with the JG group. Some conflicts arise, he is bullied, who can take care of him..."

Yu Cheng took a sip of his tea, and said in a flat voice, "There should be no conflicts."

After finishing speaking, Yu Cheng paused: "Others... maybe."

Cuckoo raised his head in surprise, with an expression of "how can your JG be so messed up", he became more and more worried in his heart.

Mu Bai returned to the training room, unaware that he was on the coach's watch list.

He sat in his seat a little excitedly, turned on his phone, and quickly typed a message.

[Mu Baibai]: I can go abroad now.

[Wood Baibai]: Together with you, we will go abroad to participate in exhibition competitions.

[Jze]: Well, congratulations.

【Jze】：【Rose.jpg】

Mu Bai squinted his eyes, and there was a hint of joy on his fair face.

Just the fact that someone can share the joy makes him very happy.

[Mu Baibai]: They asked me to adjust the hero pool and re-train heroes like Galio cards, otherwise I might not be able to sit firmly.

[Wood Baibai]: I'll go to rank first.

As Mu Bai said, he was about to start qualifying when he sent a reply.

【Jze】: How do you plan to practice?

[Jze]: There are people with my profession... Who else do you want to ask for advice?

Mu Bai's neck froze suddenly, and his fingers couldn't type smoothly.

[Mu Baibai]: I don’t ask anyone for advice, just play casually, just like training other heroes...

[Jze]: Is there enough time?Is it in time?

[Jze]: Can you guarantee that you can practice like me?

[Wood Baibai]: I will try my best...

[Jze]: I'll teach you.

【Jze】: Be good, answer the phone.

Mu Bai blushed, used the computer to log on to the chat software, and put on the earphones.

When the call was connected, Jize's voice came over wrapped in sleepiness, and seemed a little deep.

Only two words: "Mu Bai?"

Mu Bai nodded habitually, suddenly realized that Jize had only turned on the voice, and hummed quietly.

"Get on the account." Jize logged on to the game on his laptop, "cast the screen for me."

League of Legends has a spectator system, but for the sake of fairness in the game, there is often a certain time delay for non-competition server spectators.

Seeing is able to see, but it cannot teach people.

"En." Mu Bai responded and clicked the mouse.

The game interface appeared on Jize's screen, and he could clearly see the shaking of Mu Bai's cursor to guess what he was doing now.

For example, Mu Bai clicked into his personal profile, and changed himself into a Galio profile picture with a sense of ritual, with a beautiful Fade signature underneath.

It is the champion skin that Jize won the S crown the year before last, and it comes with a signed avatar.

Jize took a sip of Coca-Cola and smiled lightly.

Mu Bai blushed a bit from his laughter, hesitated for a long time, and set Galio's signature skin as the default.

Just looking at the cursive English that appeared under the special effect of returning to the city, this Galio seemed to have become a lot stronger.

Games start.

Jize looked at the screen: "You don't have anything to teach about laning in the early stage. You are very talented in this area... easy to control, and the little murloc on the other side is already half collapsed."

The little murloc on the opposite side opened E to escape.

Mu Bai's fingertips trembled, and a Q directly hit his own line.

This mistake is too obvious.

The residual effect of Galio's Q skill is still very long. A wave of our minions in blue clothes staggered through the special effect of Q skill without losing a drop of blood, like a silent taunt.

Ji Ze couldn't stop laughing.

"What's the matter? You got nervous without saying a few words?" Jize couldn't help teasing him: "Then how will I teach you? I plan to wait for you to arrive at the base and teach you how to play cards, so that you can memorize every skill..."

Jize's suggestive words lingered in his ears, and Mu Bai felt that he wouldn't make up for it.

How could he not know the skills of the card?

If there is any need, hold hands...

Mu Bai's mind was in a mess.

Jize glanced at the small map, and his voice became serious: "The jungler on the other side is here to catch it. Ask the assistant to go to the river to insert an eye, and I can prepare for the big bot in a while. Huh? Shouldn't you go?"

Galio was still repairing the knife, but moved slightly to the other half of the river, not intending to avoid the limelight at all.

The enemy Kayn came over with his skill, and Mu Bai took advantage of the time when the skill ended to dodge W, completely controlling the two of them, then handed Q and A to kill the bloody little murloc, turned his head and left.

A set of skills flows smoothly.

"Excellent." Jize boasted sincerely, "As expected of the mid laner I am optimistic about."

Mu Bai has been praised countless times, but he still can't help but cock his tail proudly.

"Go home to make up your condition, go out and go directly to the next road, ready to R." Ji Ze calmly commanded.

Mu Bai calmed down, reversed his state from the complacency just now, and quietly pressed the return to city B button.

A game is played smoothly and fluently.

Galio cleared the line very quickly, Mu Bai suppressed the little murloc in a single line, and at other times listened to Jize's command and continued to swim, quickly spreading the advantage to the three lanes.

The opponent didn't even wait for a large-scale dragon group, and surrendered in 15 minutes.

For the first time, Mu Bai truly felt Galio's happiness.

The previous Galio, that wasn't the real Galio.

It's Galio in chicken form.

After the game ended, Mu Bai clicked on the next ranking: "Continue."

Ji Ze propped his face, smiling brightly: "Okay."

Waiting until noon when Auntie called people for dinner, Mu Bai played a full four games.

Playing the game quietly after entering the game, chatting when not entering, Mu Bai didn't notice the passage of time at all.

"I'm going to eat." Mu Bai asked into the microphone: "When I finish eating...will you still teach me?"

Ji Ze lowered his eyes: "Well, teach."

Mu Bai's expression suddenly relaxed a lot.

Just as he was about to cut off the chat and go offline, a small chat box popped up on the screen.

[yangg]: Good afternoon, senior.

[yangg]: Double rows?

【UM、Wood】: No, I'm going to eat now.

[yangg]: It's okay, I'll wait for you.

It is not impossible.

Anyway, it's only double row without mic.

Mu Bai opened the chat box and typed.

[I'm going to have a meal, we'll be together after eating...]

"You want to double row with him?" Jize's voice came over.

Mu Bai didn't expect that he still hasn't quit the chat.

Mu Bai didn't think there was anything wrong: "He mainly plays the high-damage jungler of the dead song male gun. I choose Galio and don't need to make up the damage. I can fight casually in the later stage."

Jize gave a faint "hmm": "But you guys already sat through the queue yesterday."

Mu Bai: "?"

"Yesterday, Wood played double row with him live, and today Wood will double row with him..." Ji Ze paused, "Mu Bai's boyfriend will be upset."

Mu Bai was stunned suddenly.

The words "boyfriend" dazzled him, and he was unable to speak for a long time.

Jize looked at the slightly shaking mouse on the screen, and his mood immediately improved a lot.

"So, are you still waiting?" Jize asked.

Fortunately, there was no one in the training room.

Otherwise, if anyone comes in, they will be able to see a single person in the team huddled in place, from neck to ears, covered with ambiguous powder.

He lowered his head and roughly typed a line of rejection: "No... no more rows."

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