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

It was three o'clock in the morning when we returned to Beijing, and the car was full of people on the way back to the base. Liang Nian even hung directly on Duan Ting's body and fell asleep without knowing it.

When the car turned into the base complex, Xie Ximian was shaken awake, rubbed his waist, and squinted to check the time.

"It's...it's time..." Ou Xiaodian yawned and urged them, "Get out of the car, everyone get out of the car..."

Xie Ximian took off the earphones and nap pillow, carried the peripheral bag, and found that the back row was quiet, and when he looked back, there was only the faint light of his mobile phone.

Jiang Ye's cell phone was hanging by his wrist, Xie Qimian tilted his head and glanced at the screen that was not turned off, and locked the screen for him two seconds later.

"Jiang Ye." Xie Qimian patted him on the shoulder.

There was a lot of noise when getting off the car, and with Xie Ximian calling, Jiang Ye woke up from a deep sleep.

The headlights of the minibus were gray, Xie Ximian covered the light, it was like a dream, and Jiang Ye couldn't tell it apart.

"You..." Jiang Ye grabbed the back of his hand, "Just got off the plane...?"

It seemed that he took this place as his own room, Xie Ximian pulled out the back of his hand, and patted Jiang Ye's cheek: "This is the car, brother, sober up."

Not just a wit, the hairs all over Jiang Ye's body stood up in place, and his eyes widened instantly.

"What, are you scared?" Xie Ximian frowned, put the heel of his palm against Jiang Ye's forehead, and pushed back slightly, "Then let's stay in the car tonight."

Jiang Ye quickly pushed his hand away, stood up abruptly, and hit the roof of the car, he clutched his head and gritted his teeth in pain.

The driver turned off the engine and was about to clear the car, urging them: "Don't get out of the car yet, laughing so happily in the back."

Xie Ximian stopped laughing: "Get out of the car now."

Jiang Ye didn't speak all the way back to the room, Xie Ximian removed the scattered things, hung up his coat and asked, "Do you wash first or should I wash first?"

"You wash it." Jiang Ye turned his back to him, bending over to sort something.

"Okay." When Xie Ximian took his pajamas and walked in front of him, Jiang Ye finally said something meaningful, "Xie Ximian, can you stop calling me brother?"

Xie Ximian stopped in his tracks: "Huh?" He turned around, his face full of doubts, "Do I have any?"

Jiang Ye's Adam's apple rolled: "...just now in the car."

"Oh..." Xie Ximian recalled, "Maybe he called out casually, do you mind?"

Jiang Ye wanted to say "no", but he couldn't control his psychological reaction to the word "brother". It seemed that every time Xie Ximian yelled, his heart would jump out.

So he replied duplicity: "You are older than me, isn't it strange to call me brother?"

Xie Ximian was offended to some extent, hugging the pajamas on his chest, wondering: "Have you eaten, master, have you slept, eldest sister, a few cents cheaper, auntie, isn't this address just to be called casually, Liang Nian and the others listened to it." I haven’t felt it for several years, why do you have such a big opinion,” he leaned in front of Jiang Ye, looked at his face closely, on the edge of his impatience, suddenly laughed, and asked, “Or are you guilty?”

Jiang Ye turned his face away and pushed Xie Qimian back: "Don't get so close."

"Okay," Xie Qimian swayed back and muttered, "It's so boring."

The breath was suddenly stuck in his throat, and the bathroom door slammed shut. Jiang Ye was unhappy for a long time, and sat slumped by the bed.

Why is it not interesting.

Don't you feel ashamed to call someone brother everywhere? Xie Ximian.

Whoever you meet all day long is your brother.

After Xie Ximian came out of the shower, Jiang Ye lay on his side on the bed and fell asleep.

He wiped his hair and walked over, stopped in front of Jiang Ye's bed for two seconds, then squatted down——

A wet towel covered Jiang Ye's face.

"Hmph..." Jiang Ye was awakened by the cold, kicked his legs twice in the air, grabbed the towel off his face, and slammed into Xie Qimian's eyes in confusion.

Xie Ximian was holding back a laugh.

After reacting, fear turned into anger, Jiang Ye wiped his face: "What are you doing?"

"You said something that made me unhappy, so I'll take revenge on you." Xie Qimian looked at him with his chin up, like a fox, very successful, "Why, you didn't like the gentle wake-up in the car just now, but now the rough one dislike?"

Jiang Ye looked at him, the words he wanted to say stuck in his throat.

Why does he always like to look up at people like this.

The face is white and small, the eyes are bent like peach blossom eyes, and the hair is wet, as if abandoned in the rain.

Jiang Ye's Adam's apple twitched, and he lost his temper.

No wonder the man named Mu Chen has been pestering him.

Xie Ximian's face will attract men's liking.

"That's not...it won't make you throw something so cold on my face," Jiang Ye stuffed the towel into his hand, stood up and went to the bathroom, "It's not boring."

"You were called to get up because of the foundation put on by a makeup artist on your face, but you didn't appreciate it." Xie Qimian hung up his towel and came back with a sigh, "You are so difficult to get along with, so difficult to live with."

Jiang Ye coughed three times: "What cohabitation...!"

"Isn't this called cohabitation?" Xie Qimian whirled with a hair dryer, "Does it mean that you have to sleep on the same bed to call cohabitation?"

Jiang Ye: "Are you crazy!"

—

Replay the next day.

Coach Yan first analyzed himself, and then the players put forward their opinions on BP.

Then came the replay of the game. Coach Yan sat at seat C of the small conference table and opened his tattered and densely packed notebook.

After analyzing the opponent's jungle route and one's own jungle route, it was a small-scale solo exchange of fire on each route until the first blood broke out in the bottom lane.

"Have you communicated with the first blood of Tam in the voice?" Coach Yan asked.

Sitting with folded arms, Xie Ximian recalled: "No, my skill hit, so I tried it."

"Did the middle lane report Galio's message to the team?" Coach Yan asked.

Liang Nian was afraid of being scolded by Coach Yan, so he stood up immediately: "They exchanged fire first, and Galio gave it to the big one to save the road. I reported in the voice that there is no jungler position."

"This wave is okay, the control is in place, Tam has no chance to move away, and the damage skills are not available, but here—" Galio is falling down on the projection screen, and Jiang Ye and Xie Ximian bite the bullet and fight 2V2 team battles, Yan The coach dragged the mouse, "Why did you decide to go, Xie Ximian, as the commander of the team, you need to give me a reasonable explanation."

Xie Qimian: "The command I gave was to avoid fighting, because I haven't reached six yet."

The video was rewinding, and everyone's eyes were on Jiang Ye. Xie Ximian made an obvious retreat, but Jiang Ye didn't hesitate, and directly gave Wei En a big move.

"Jiang Ye, didn't you hear the captain's command?" Coach Yan said.

Jiang Ye glanced at Xie Ximian next to him, and said, "I think I can fight, 2V2, I will go first, as long as Xie Ximian's control can be connected, I will kill."

"I just want to ask if you heard Xie Qimian's command?" Coach Yan asked.

Jiang Ye refused to admit defeat, and said in a stubborn tone, "I heard it, but..."

"Do you know what the role of the commander in the team is? Do you know that you need to obey what the commander says?" Coach Yan pointed at the screen, "This wave is just luck, and Xin Zhao on the other side came late..."

"I don't think it's luck. Even if Xin Zhao came, it's not impossible to fight. The support will reach six with a little bit of pawns." Jiang Ye said.

Coach Yan: "When you play games, you put all your treasures on the assistant? You keep saying that the assistant will take over your control. What if he can't take over?"

"Then do you think Xie Ximian can't connect?" Jiang Ye asked.

Suddenly, the game of EQ was involved. Coach Yan glanced at Xie Ximian, and let out a contemptuous snort from his nasal cavity: "You hadn't graduated from junior high school when he made a mistake."

"Ah? Isn't that a bit too exaggerated." Xie Qimian sighed, looking self-pitying, "But compared to Jiang Ye, I am indeed old..."

Jiang Ye was poked in the heart by Xie Qimian, wondering if he cared about what he said last night.

"What's wrong, I'm asking Jiang Ye." Coach Yan knocked on the table, "Jiang Ye, you still think that yesterday's wave was okay?"

Jiang Ye looked at Coach Yan firmly: "In the professional arena, if AD can't even trust his own support, it's better to disband as soon as possible."

Xie Ximian propped up his chin, tilted his head and squinted his eyes, looking closely at Jiang Ye.

Coach Yan has not been provoked for a long time. In the past, even if Lian Jing was upset, he would not be so stubborn. He immediately slapped the table: "Since you can't think clearly, then you can think clearly—"

Xie Ximian interrupted in time: "There is no need to forcefully correct the decision of this wave. If you don't fight this wave, you can only say that you will take a first-blood Xiaoyou, and the other side will take care of us in this way. There is no such thing as the three people in the early stage. The game can be dragged on for at least 10 minutes before the AD can exert its strength. The risk is directly proportional to the benefit. I think it is acceptable. It is not a bad thing for a newcomer to dare to operate." Big problem, I will go back and teach slowly."

The author has something to say:

Today's Ye: I dare not listen to "brother"

Mian: So that's why you say I'm old?

System notification: Jiang Ye has been sentenced to wifeless imprisonment.