What's the use of a good-looking assistant [e-sports]

"This person and Ah Mian, it's nothing..." Liang Nian faltered, unable to say what was good or bad for a long time.

Suddenly, the protagonist's voice appeared behind: "You two have been here for a long time, what are you studying?"

Jiang Ye moved the mouse, trying to turn off the live broadcast interface, but Mu Chen spoke.

"Everyone said that I went out to dinner with friends last night, so don't keep asking."

Some things were originally caused by the audience's excessive association and speculation, but when they were explained, they seemed to cover up, leaving a lot of room for imagination.

"Watching the live broadcast?" Xie Qimian bent over and glanced, "Mu Chen's live broadcast room?"

Liang Nian put oil on the soles of his feet: "...I'm going back to practice first."

Jiang Ye was a little impatient to hear Mu Chen's voice, frowned and closed the live broadcast interface: "Just take a look."

Xie Qimian naturally heard Mu Chen's words, and also saw his name on the barrage, but Jiang Ye and Liang Nian tacitly avoided him, so he straightened up and stopped talking, just rubbed his ears, and asked: "Ready to start a live broadcast?"

"No." Jiang Ye skillfully opened the interface and started queuing.

"There's no need to worry about the live broadcast, just wait until the end of the month to make up." Xie Ximian said.

"Xie-Qi-mian! Don't teach bad newcomers!" Ou Xiaodian shouted from behind.

Xie Qimian shrugged and walked away obediently.

When he returned to his seat and sat down, Jiang Ye glanced back.

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airport.

"The opening ceremony is where all the teams have to show their faces. Jiang Ye, you will stand between Xiao Lian and Ah Mian when you come on stage. When you hear the host say your name, just look at the camera, smile, and interact. Just give it a shot, if it doesn't work, just nod your head." Ou Xiaodian followed Jiang Ye to the bus, "And this eyebrow, I want to let the makeup artist repair it later, and then cover the acne on the forehead with concealer..."

"I don't have acne, and I don't wear makeup." Jiang Ye refused to admit it, refused to accept it, and shrugged his shoulders, wishing he could stay ten meters away from Ou Xiaodian.

Xie Ximian took a seat outside Jiang Ye, and was about to close his eyes and rest his mind, when Ou Xiaodian came up to him and said, "Fly back to Beijing after watching the opening match today, go to bed early, and I will drive you directly to the hospital for follow-up consultation tomorrow morning."

"Yeah." Xie Ximian's phone vibrated, he opened his eyes, raised the wake-up screen, and received two messages.

[I just have a ticket tomorrow, I plan to watch your game]

[Shall we have a meal together when we're done? 】

Xie Qimian raised his chin and replied: [No need], he turned off the phone screen, and Jiang Ye who was sitting next to him also looked away at the same time.

He turned his head and stared into Jiang Ye's eyes.

"..." Jiang Ye explained, "I didn't look at it on purpose. It's dark in the car, and the brightness of your phone is too high."

"Then it's my fault?" Xie Ximian asked.

Seeing Jiang Ye's embarrassment, Xie Ximian smiled and said, "It's okay, it's not an important chat record."

Jiang Ye turned his head to look out the window.

He clearly saw that the person who sent the text message was Mu Chen.

"Do you want to ask about the relationship between Muchen and me?" Xie Ximian asked.

Jiang Ye closed his eyes: "No, whatever relationship you have, it has nothing to do with me."

Xie Ximian smiled lightly: "How about playing tongue twisters with me?"

"...No." Jiang Ye frowned slightly, "Don't always misinterpret other people's words."

"Is there, am I such a person?" Xie Ximian looked at him for a long time, then sighed and said a must-have quote for a scumbag, "If you want to think that way, I can't help it."

Jiang Ye: "..." He didn't dare to look at Xie Ximian, and it took him a long time to clear his throat and say, "I didn't mean to say you were sorry."

Xie Ximian pretended to be ignorant and said, "I know."

Jiang Ye looked out the window.

He shouldn't have talked to Xie Ximian seriously.When will I be able to get to the competition venue, there are nails on this chair, I can't sit down anymore!

Xie Ximian said again, "Then what's wrong with Mu Chen?"

"No, I don't know him at all." Jiang Ye said, "He's fine, and I'm not interested either."

Xie Ximian leaned back, turned his head to Jiang Ye, and put his ears against the back of the car seat, in a very comfortable state: "I thought you wanted to ask about me and him."

The breath seemed to stick to Jiangye's ear, itchy, like the fluff of a dandelion.

"I'm not interested in what I'm talking about, including you." Jiang Ye said, pulled the hood of his coat, covered himself completely, and completely isolated Xie Qimian.

Xie Qimian was not annoyed, closed his eyes, and curled his mouth: "You didn't ask, don't blame me for not telling you in the future."

For some reason, Jiang Ye felt that he was really threatened by Xie Ximian, and even vaguely predicted that he would regret it.

But in the end, he still snorted from his nasal cavity unwilling to admit defeat.

No one will regret this kind of thing.

The plane was late, and it was already three o'clock in the afternoon when they arrived at the venue. They simply had a working meal in the MST lounge, and they were notified soon: "After the 2UTen team came on stage, it will be MST. Please move to the waiting area."

Xie Ximian rubbed his eyes, got up from the chair, and when he looked up at Jiang Ye, an inch of the light was on the side of his face.

The MST team uniforms are blue-gray and white. The design was quite attractive when the team was established, and it is not outdated now. It is just that Xie Ximian is in a daze when he wears it on the rookies.

Jiang Ye has a really good figure.

The clavicle and shoulders and neck form a triangle, the team uniform seems to be lightly covered on the shoulders, the arms swing, and there is a slight breeze when walking. The excess fabric on the waist is folded, and the inner figure can be glimpsed.

Xie Ximian slowed down, gave way, and chose to walk behind Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye didn't want to stop and looked back at him: "What's wrong?"

"Let's go." Xie Ximian said, "I'll walk behind you in formation."

Jiang Ye's thick black eyelashes covered him, and asked him: "Shouldn't the assistant walk in front of the AD?"

Xie Qimian laughed unexpectedly, walked past Jiang Ye to him, his eyes rolled, like a warning, but also like a joke: "Then you can stand firmly behind me."

The team in front had gone far away, Xie Qimian followed without looking at Jiang Ye's face after speaking.

2UTen was also waiting in the corridor. Seeing them coming, they all laughed happily. After saying hello, they teased: "Did your Nanfeng team apply to change their name to LMB?"

Liang Nian: "Who dares to change the name of my cat poop group!"

"Ah, so you didn't change it," said 2UTen's mid laner Dede B, "but why did you play so badly until the last game without changing it?"

Liang Nian figured it out for a while before associating "LMB" with "Old Moldy", and immediately overturned the boat of friendship with Dede B, cursing: "You stinking cheap biscuit for fifty cents!"

"What's the matter with Ah Mian and Lao Duan? The rice cake boy won't swear when he is bullied, and he hasn't come out to help him." Dede B said, passing behind Xie Ximian, saw Jiang Ye, and wanted to speak twice in a row. Stop, want to ask but feel inappropriate.

Yan Ke introduced them: "This is Jiang Ye."

"If they don't say me, they must say a bad word!" 2UTen's captain Letter said, "Damn Jiang Ye is in the wrong line of work, his resume was originally for the entertainment industry, but it accidentally went to Ou Xiaodian!"

Lin Chao smiled and said, "I envy you for being so good at licking." He bumped Jiang Ye with his elbow, "Hurry up and thank him."

Jiang Ye: "He told the truth, there is no need to thank him."

"It's you, Bking," Lin Chao said, "I reasonably believe that even if you lie in a coffin for a hundred years, you will still say some b*** words in a decayed voice."

"Will you be able to talk? What is lying in a coffin?" Xie Qimian patted Lin Chao's ear.

After a brief exchange, 2UTen took the stage. Xie Ximian was leaning against the wall of the aisle to play with his mobile phone, pointing his fingers and flying, talking about something.

When the staff came to remind him to play, Xie Ximian put away his phone, stood behind Jiang Ye calmly, and walked up the stairs.

The lights on the stage were not too bright, and even a little hazy against the backdrop of the lights. Jiang Ye heard the roar of the mountain and the tsunami, and even his straight eyes were disturbed.

He has watched many game videos. At the beginning, he would carefully watch the titles, watch the camera work, from the main stage to the auditorium.

It seems that it is not as grand as it is in front of it.

"Jiang Ye." He heard Xie Ximian's voice beside him.

"Ok?"

Xie Ximian leaned slightly towards him, to the extent that he couldn't see it on the camera, but Jiang Ye could feel it.

"Don't be nervous," Xie Ximian said.

Jiang Ye's lips and teeth moved slightly, trying to say that he was not nervous, but he still gave him a concise "um" from his throat.

The introduction time for each team will not be too long. They stand on the stage for a while, and then they can step off the stage and go back to the lounge. When Jiang Ye entered the door, he saw that the entire PK team had packed their peripheral bags and was ready to return.

Ou Xiaodian sat comfortably on the chair and commented: "It's so handsome, I was scrolling through the barrage just now, and I went back to the time when we were champions a few years ago."

"How do you know?" Lin Chao asked.

"Having mastered the handsome guy means mastering the traffic password, understand." Ou Xiaodian shook his phone, "When Ah Mian and Jiang Ye came out, the number of bullet screens increased steadily, not to mention, anyway, my vanity Arrived with great satisfaction!"

Xie Qimian glanced at him, saw Jiang Ye who hadn't come in at the door, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"That team, why did they go back?" Jiang Ye asked.

Xie Ximian turned sideways, saw the team uniform of the PK team, and explained: "I should have finished recording the materials for the official, so I went back, and there is no force to stay to watch the game." He looked down on his phone and asked Jiang Ye , "Have you watched the LPL scene before?"

"No."

"Want to see it?"

Jiang Ye didn't know, so he said, "Isn't it here now?"

"Look at the lack of atmosphere on the TV screen," Xie Ximian hooked his fingers at him, "Come here."

Jiang Ye was skeptical and asked first, "What are you doing?"

Xie Ximian looked at him for two seconds, then patted Ou Xiaodian on the shoulder: "Let's go out and sit outside."

"Hey, don't, it's noisy outside, can't you watch TV and listen to the commentary inside?"

Xie Qimian pointed to Jiang Ye: "Take the children out to feel the atmosphere."

"Who is the kid?" Jiang Ye pushed back.

"Are you an adult?" Xie Ximian asked.

Jiang Ye: "..."

"Let's go, brother," Xie Ximian flicked his phone, "It just so happens that two friends don't have time to come over to watch the opening ceremony today, so the seats are reserved."

Even though Xie Ximian called everyone his brother all day long, Jiang Ye was still not used to hearing it.

At the entrance of the lounge, Xie Ximian turned around and asked him, "Come or not, or I'll give the seat to someone else."

Looking at him, Jiang Ye felt that Xie Ximian was a little thin when he was wearing the team uniform, especially when he was leaning against the door frame, his waistline was slanted by the door frame.

Jiang Ye moved his eyes and said, "Here we come."

The author has something to say:

Jiang Ye is going to be suffocated to death by curiosity today!