Be nice, don't bite you

Before starting the training, all GOD members held an analysis meeting to review today's game.

Replaying is a very tiring thing, every mistake is picked out, and then adjusted little by little through training.

Shen Xi wailed deeply: "The criticism meeting is going to be held again."

He serves as an assaulter in the team, and his style of play in this position is relatively tough. In addition, he has a carefree personality and is not as careful as White. He is always the person with the most problems in the team.

Bo Xian snorted coldly, a little upset: "You'd better pray that there are fewer mistakes today. If it's still like the previous training, it will take an hour to replay and analyze you alone. After the game, I will dismantle you."

He was still rushing back to celebrate Shi Xinglan's birthday, even if he couldn't do anything, it would be good to stick together and chat for a while.

Shen Xi's eyes widened: "Boss, you have changed! Am I not your most beloved teammate?"

White, who was buried in the replay of the game, glanced over and sighed softly.

Shen Xi and Shenhui made a mistake, curled their lips: "It's useless if you are not convinced, although you played well, but you joined the team late, the teammate that the boss loves the most is me!"

White casually said: "Oh."

"..." Shen Xishen, who was hurt by her partner, cried to the other two teammates watching the show, "Boss, look at this kid, he doesn't know how to respect his seniors at all!"

Bo Xian smiled inexplicably, and lazily said: "The matter between the two of you has nothing to do with me. I just want to declare that you are not my most beloved teammate."

The three words "loved most" belonged to his family's stars, even teammates could not use them.

Qiuqiu shook his head, and looked at Shen Xichen, who had been demolished many times, incomprehensibly: "Why do you always want to humiliate yourself?"

Shen Xi Shen: "..."

no love.

The only person in charge of the atmosphere in the team was heartbroken, and he didn't bother to gag throughout the whole process, and the replay soon ended in a quiet atmosphere.

At the end of the replay, regular training is carried out. In order to maintain the hand feeling, the team arranges fixed training items for individuals every day.

The player's touch is as important as intuition, and the touch can be maintained through training. During the game, the first reaction will have a great impact on the next game.

Everyone's position in the team is different, and the training content is also different. For example, Bo Xian, he is a sniper. Compared with Shen Xishen and White, his training programs will be more inclined to various operations with guns.

Bo Xian practiced aiming his head with a gun in his customized uniform. This kind of training was monotonous and boring. He frowned slightly with a serious expression.

The same is true for Shen Xi, Shen and the others, all of them are engrossed, and there is no trace of impatience on their faces.

During this period, Huang Miou came over and called Bo Xian out: "Did Shi Xinglan come to see you?"

Bo Xian didn't intend to hide it, otherwise he wouldn't have directly opened a room in the hotel: "Well, what's the matter?"

"Just to remind you, don't be too intimate in front of people from other teams." Huang Miou sighed, "Many people on the Internet are spreading stories about the two of you, you don't care, but Shi Xinglan is a public figure, you always have to Be careful."

Bo Xian understood what he meant and nodded, "Mr. Huang is bothering you."

Huang Miou scolded with a smile: "Why should I bother, you are the ones, don't train too late, pay attention to rest."

The World League is the most important event. Players from different divisions fight for their respective teams, and they are also fighting for the honor of the country.

After chatting with Huang Miou, Bo Xian returned to the training room. The training room was quiet, only the sound of clicking the mouse and typing on the keyboard.

The official once produced a vlog, without commentary, the background sound was intercepted from the PUBG game, plus the sound of typing on the keyboard, the playback volume is still the highest among related videos.

Familiar teammates were in front of him. Looking at them, Bo Xian suddenly felt a little emotional.

When I had dinner with my parents tonight, everyone tacitly didn't talk about his career. Bo Xian knew in his heart that even if his parents understood his thoughts, they might not necessarily accept the e-sports career from their hearts.

The prime time to play professional games is only a few years, and to be realistic, it is also one less game.

High-intensity training puts a great burden on the body and mind. After retiring, there are too many remaining problems to face.

"What's wrong?" The coach came over, "What did Manager Huang say?"

Bo Xian shook his head: "It's nothing. By the way, coach, when did you retire?"

Coach Hu Jia used to be a professional player. After retiring, he joined the GOD team and became the team coach.

Hu Jia crossed his arms: "Five years ago."

"Five years..." Bo Xian smiled, "Before I entered the industry."

No need to say anything, I have been in the circle, and I can empathize with him with just a few words. Hu Jia was silent for a while, and patted him on the shoulder: "You still have a long way to go, don't think too much."

That’s right, there’s no need to think so much, I’ll leave the future to my future self, and now I just need to play every game well so that I don’t have any regrets.

Bo Xian touched his nose: "Thank you coach."

Hu Jia's eyes were far away, as if he saw something else through him, and shook his head with a smile: "Thank you, let's go to training."

After the regular training, it is necessary to perform four rows of exercises.

They worked together for a period of time, and the tacit understanding was much better than before. White joined the team late, but he got in touch with several members of the team and quickly integrated.

Assault Gemini is not just saying it casually. Shen Xi and White are very compatible in the game. Shen Xi is reckless and White is delicate. The two have both hardness and softness, which makes up for many shortcomings.

Before starting the fourth row, Bo Xian put on his earphones and laughed, "I have a strong hunch that we can win back the first place this time."

Qiuqiu blinked: "Boss, did Mr. Huang ask you to do morale-boosting work?"

Bo Xian choked, and asked, "When did our morale need to be boosted?"

Qiuqiu nodded in agreement: "Boss, did you take the wrong medicine?"

"..." Bo Xian rolled his eyes at him angrily, "After White joined the team, the strength of the team has improved a lot, and the obvious shortcomings in the past have been made up for. Come on everyone, play hard, don't be nervous, try your best this time , don't regret it."

"Don't worry, boss, even if you don't tell me, we will do our best." Shen Xichen's eyes were full of teasing, "I can't let my sister-in-law stay out of sight, can I?"

Bo Xian: "..."

"Training together every day, and I haven't seen the boss go out, why did you get a sister-in-law?" Shen Xi Shen's eyes lit up, "Hurry up and win a golden pot, I want to see who is so divine, who can make our boss fascinated live."

Qiuqiu and White were speechless. The "sister-in-law" had entered the base several times, but this guy with nerves thicker than a telephone pole couldn't tell.

Bo Xian looked indifferent, and clicked to start the game.

He must have lost his mind, and he would say some emotional and acid words to this group of teammates who are out of shape.

The training time passed quickly, after a few rounds, the coach urged them to go back to rest.

A good mental state is also very important. There are people in the team who specialize in time planning to help them make training plans.

As soon as the training was over, Bo Xian couldn't wait to leave.

The training room was on the same floor as the official room, and the room for Shi Xinglan was upstairs. Bo Xian turned on his phone while walking towards the elevator.

Before twelve o'clock, Bo Xian estimated the time, and he could simply celebrate Shi Xinglan's birthday.

He received a system notification on his mobile phone that the courier had been signed for. Thinking of what he bought, Bo Xian couldn't help but get excited.

He directly opened the door with his key card, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw the box on the table, which looked familiar and was carefully selected by him.

Bo Xian looked at it, and found that the box had been opened, and the things were not inside.

The lights in the room were on, and Shi Xinglan was sitting on the balcony, holding the computer in his arms.

Shi Xinglan didn't know what he was doing, and Bo Xian walked behind him, but he didn't notice.

Bo Xian leaned over curiously, and saw the densely packed words on the screen, it was a document, and he captured the key information in it at a glance: his name and Shi Xinglan's name.

The shadow behind was cast on the screen, and Shi Xinglan was taken aback: "When did you come back? Why are you walking so silently?"

Bo Xian went around and sat down on the rattan chair beside him: "I've been back for a while, what are you looking at, so fascinated?"

Shi Xinglan closed the computer: "Nothing!"

"It's really nothing?" Bo Xian smiled meaningfully, "I seem to have seen my name just now."

Shi Xinglan sat cross-legged on the rattan chair, hugging the computer, his eyes drifted a little: "Hey, you read it wrong."

There is no light on the balcony, but the light in the room is reflected, it is a little dim, and the expression is not clear.

Bo Xian pressed Shi Xinglan's wicker chair, leaned over and said, "You are blushing."

Shi Xinglan pursed her lips: "I want a kiss."

With a smile in his eyes, Bo Xian pressed his lips against his, and sucked gently.

After parting, Shi Xinglan's face turned even redder.

Bo Xian caressed the side of his neck and smiled: "Are you reading fanfiction?"

Shi Xinglan: "!"

"Don't be surprised, I've seen it too." Bo Xian pressed his hand and took the computer, "What type did you watch, bamboo horse bamboo horse, or broken mirror reunion?"

Shi Xinglan buried her face in his chest and said in a low voice, "Neither of them."

Bo Xian raised his eyebrows: "Let me see what content can make our stars so shy."

The document cursor stopped at the middle and lower position, and Bo Xian slid to the top, with a look of surprise in his eyes: "This..."

Shi Xinglan's ears turned red with embarrassment: "Don't say it!"

Bo Xian put the computer on the table, grabbed his leg, and hugged him into his arms: "Xing Xing is so hot."

He took the computer, and slid the mouse over a series of tags below the title: "Tsk, where did you find this article, it's so powerful."

Shi Xinglan broke the jar and confessed: "I received the express delivery. I thought you would like to act as a play. I don't know much about it, so I want to learn it in advance."

Bo Xian chuckled: "Baby, you are so cute, sweet and spicy."

Baby……

This title was too much, and Shi Xinglan couldn't react.

"Although you may get it wrong, we can try." Bo Xian put down the computer, carried him into the room.

Before Shi Xinglan recovered from the "baby", she was put on the bed: "What could be wrong?"

Bo Xian didn't answer, but asked, "Where are the things? Does it fit?"

Shi Xinglan: "It's in the closet, it should fit, I haven't worn it yet."

"I haven't worn it yet." Bo Xian hooked his lips, as if he had thought of something interesting, "Looking at the humanities, you should have learned a lot. Let me check and accept your learning results."

Shi Xinglan was at a loss, why couldn't he understand what Bo Xian meant?

Looking at his confused expression, Bo Xian smiled even wider, and said persuasively, "I ask you to answer, you know?"

Shi Xinglan nodded.

"Do you like the gift I gave you?"

"I like it." Shi Xinglan's eyes were bright, "It's very beautiful, I like it very much."

Bo Xian pinched his ears: "If you like it, why don't you wear it?"

A little itchy, but Shi Xinglan didn't hide, he was silent for a moment, lowered his eyelids: "I don't want to."

He cherishes everything that Bo Xian gave him, and if possible, he wants to keep it intact.

"This answer is too foul." Bo Xian sighed, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Shi Xinglan smiled: "Then how should I answer?"

"You should answer..." Bo Xian leaned into his ear, "I'm waiting for you to come back and help me dress."

With quick eyes and quick hands, Bo Xian hugged Shi Xinglan before he slipped under the quilt, coquettishly: "Baby, can you please tell me?"

With his back turned to him, Shi Xinglan's ears turned red, and after a long time, he repeated that sentence in a low voice.

"Obey!" Bo Xian took out the prepared gift from the closet and helped him dress it up bit by bit, "The baby is so beautiful, like a fairy."

Most of the dance costumes of Chinese dancers are elegant, and this white gauze dress makes Shi Xinglan stand out from the dust. He is red from neck to face, like a drunken fairy who walked into the mortal world from the moon, beautiful It's heartbreaking.

Shi Xinglan sat on the bed with anticipation hidden in his eyes: "Really?"

Bo Xian looked up at him with fascinated eyes: "Really, my master."

The unique title awakened the memory, and the plots he had seen flooded into his mind. Shi Xinglan understood what Bo Xian meant. He stepped on Bo Xian's chest with bare feet, and ordered: "Kneel down and kiss me."

Bo Xian did so one by one, holding his calf against his chest, and kissed his knee: "Of course, master."

The floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the figures of the two slowly approaching, the half-drawn curtains were shaking, the screen of the computer that was not turned off was flickering, and a series of labels such as role-playing and master-servant were written on the document page.

As the night gets darker, those words with unique meanings become reality and are staged in the room.

After a long time, a gentle voice came from the room: "My baby, happy birthday."

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