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

Liang Nian heyed twice: "I think the captain is right, coach, how could he ask Jiang Ye to be as stable as that old dog..."

Coach Yan was somewhat persuaded that the cultivation of newcomers is an indispensable process. He gave Jiang Ye a look, and finally took back the unfinished sentence "I don't think clearly, so I will play when I think clearly."

The replay lasted for two hours and ended. Jiang Ye rubbed his shoulders. Just as he was about to stand up, Coach Yan said, "The next match is the day after tomorrow. We will play HZG. In Hangzhou, Lian Jing and Xiao Lai will get ready."

Jiang Ye leaned on his body, sat down again after a while, and looked at Xie Ximian first, and then at Coach Yan.

The former showed no expression, and said "Got it", then put the phone back in his pocket, sat back on the gaming chair and crossed his legs, as if he was starting to retire again.

And the latter will not have any other expressions, closing the notebook and preparing to go out.

"Is it because I didn't do well, so I can't play?" Jiang Ye asked.

Yan Ke looked down at him and explained to him plainly: "Your wrong support has been taken care of for you. It is my decision as a coach that you can't play. There is no reason."

After finishing speaking, Yan Ke walked out of the training room.

Lian Jing and Lai Zhiquan are naturally actively training.Jiang Ye was the only person in the entire training room who was unacceptable.

Not to mention winning the first game, the MVP is Xie Ximian, and his own KDA is also excellent, there is no reason for the bottom duo to be replaced.

What bullshit decision.

Shouldn't the combination that can win be played all the time?

Ou Xiaodian used to wink, and patted Jiang Ye's head in a timely manner: "You don't need to play, let's start the live broadcast, the platform has asked me several times, we have to do business."

Jiang Ye was in a low mood, and when he heard that he was going to do a live broadcast without training, he became even more uninterested: "Let's talk about it next time."

"I didn't say to broadcast it every day. It's like logging in to an account. Open it casually and give an explanation to the platform. After all, we signed the contract and we earned their money..."

Compared with not being able to play, the live broadcast is really insignificant, Jiang Ye was annoyed: "It's up to you."

"Then let me take a look. I'm a bit rushed today. Let's play it tomorrow night at [-] o'clock... until you are happy, but don't be too short. It's best to have one to two hours." Ou Xiaodian said, "Tomorrow Go to bed late, don't rush downstairs, I'll find someone to debug it for you, and then I'll tell the platform to find you a few housekeepers or something..."

"It's up to you." Jiang Ye said impatiently, "That's it."

Ou Xiaodian zipped up his mouth, shook his eyebrows at Xie Qimian and Liang Nian, and tiptoed away.

At 01:30 in the morning, no one left in the training room. Xie Qimian stretched, feeling a bit addicted to cigarettes, glanced at Ou Xiaodian's absence, put on his coat and went out.

"What are you doing, Ah Mian!" Liang Nian grabbed him, "Did you order takeaway?"

Xie Ximian: "If you're hungry, I'll have some melon seeds."

Liang Nian: "..." He waved his hand, "Don't miss me, in this lonely world...let me, be free..."

This winter, the temperature is extremely low. After the first snowfall, the city has not been able to get rid of the whiteness of the body.

Xie Ximian pushed open the garden door, poured some water on the goji berries, leaned against the wall next to the flower stand with a cigarette in his hand, and his hands became numb in less than half a minute.

The phone vibrated one after another, Xie Ximian spit out white smoke, and pressed twice in his pocket to reject the call without looking at it, until the other party took the trouble to call the third time.

Xie Ximian pinched his cigarette, connected the phone, and called the person on the other side "Mom".

—

When he returned to the training room, Jiang Ye was the only one left.

Xie Qimian knocked on his table: "Have they all gone back to sleep?"

"I don't know, I didn't pay attention."

Jiang Ye was playing the late game, Xie Ximian watched for 10 minutes, and when he finished, he patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go, go to bed."

"Go to bed first, I'll be late." Jiang Ye continued to line up.

At this time, it is difficult to choose AD and jungle to line up teammates. Xie Ximian saw him waiting intently for the silence interface, and took a breath: "What's the matter, are you so sad because you can't play?"

"No." Jiang Ye frowned, "I told you to go to sleep."

"That's right, kids probably don't know how to write about being sad, they just feel unconvinced." Xie Ximian rubbed his temples, "Come on, let's play a few games together."

Jiang Ye turned to look at him stiffly.

"Your head is spinning like a stuck robot." Xie Qimian put two fingers together, and put them gently behind his ears.

Jiang Ye was so cold that he shrugged his shoulders slightly: "What are you doing?"

"Don't you think it's very hard here?" Xie Ximian touched the back of his neck.

In the early morning of the winter night, in the empty training room, Xie Ximian's question didn't sound like a sentence, as if every word was spit out from the tip of his nose gently, and pounced on every inch of skin on the side of Jiang Ye's neck and earlobe.

"What?" Jiang Ye asked blankly.

"I said here." Xie Ximian withdrew his fingers, pressed on the joint of his shoulder and neck with physiotherapy techniques, and asked, "Is it a little hard?"

Jiang Ye's whole body was numb from his pressure, he stepped on the gaming chair and slid back a few steps, breaking away from the shackles called Xie Qimian.

"What are you talking about..." Jiang Ye breathed roughly, his face cramped and embarrassed, "Is it hard or not..."

His ears were flushed red, Xie Ximian frowned, "Tell me about your neck, otherwise why would you think it's hard?"

Jiang Ye was so fascinated by his words, he scratched his forehead hair and said, "Can't you talk well?"

Xie Qi feigned anger: "Why didn't I speak properly?" He squeezed his cervical spine, "Do you know the most common injuries of professional players? The most obvious one is stomach problems, and the accumulation of cervical spondylosis caused by sitting for a long time , lumbar spine strain, joint wear and tear leading to carpal tunnel syndrome, tenosynovitis, or dysfunction of flexion and extension of fingers."

Jiang Ye had no concept of these terms at all, and didn't quite understand why he said them.

"I don't know about these diseases, do you?" Xie Ximian said, "If you are so unrestrained, you will feel these pains after a year. Do you think that Ou Xiaodian would get up and walk around every few hours because he is in a panic? ah."

"Your waist...is the same?" Jiang Ye asked.

Xie Ximian let out a long "hmm", his eyes were a little scattered, as if he had drifted far away, for a long time: "That's right."

"Since we know so much about health preservation, how could it be like this." Jiang Ye said.

"You were not afraid of death like you when you were young," Xie Ximian stood up, putting his hands on the gaming chair, "Before you decided to join MST, you should have a general understanding of the LPL team, and you also know that MST won the championship in S7. "

Jiang Ye acquiesced.

Xie Ximian lowered his head and smiled, and narrated a little tiredly: "For this victory, every day for two years, my teammates and I sat in front of the computer from two in the afternoon to three or four in the morning like you do now. It’s even later, and it’s common to stay overnight. Wake up and go downstairs to have breakfast at the breakfast stand, and then go back to the room to cover yourself with a quilt, and then repeat the cycle.”

"So your waist is at that time..."

"Part of the reason is that the time when I really couldn't bend down was the year before last, when Xiao Lai was brought to the first team." He drank his saliva and said with some self-deprecating, "S9, I don't know what's wrong, our The team seems to be unable to win, I have played every game with a clear conscience, and I have never regretted every decision, but I don’t understand why I just can’t win.”

Jiang Ye knew that he was talking about frustration, and he said with relief: "The version change also has an impact on the strength of the players. I have watched your games at that time, AD and top laner, you don't practice new heroes, you don't learn new routines, to be honest It’s no longer fit for the game.”

"Do you know why Cheng Hao retired?" Xie Ximian asked.

The atmosphere was too dull, Jiang Ye twitched the corners of his mouth and made a simple joke: "Not everyone is as disabled as you."

Xie Ximian smiled and closed his eyes: "Why are you talking to senior?"

"There is no senior like you, not to mention you are not very old." Jiang Ye said.

"Who said I was old last night and told me not to call other people's brother?" Xie Ximian fetched him a glass of water. "I didn't learn well all day long, and I learned how to change faces in Sichuan opera from the audience."

Jiang Ye's Adam's apple twitched, and he said in a low voice, "I didn't mean it, you're not a few years older than me at all. I just hope you don't call me... call me 'brother'." His ears were hot, and he emphasized, "Anyway, just don't called."

"Really," Xie Qimian sighed regretfully, "but it still sounds unhappy. There's a feeling that I insist on calling you brother, and I'm very affectionate."

"You..." Jiang Ye was incompetent and furious, "Forget it, do whatever you want!"

Xie Ximian raised his eyebrows: "For a week, you help me fold the quilt, and that's it."

Jiang Ye: "You never fold the quilt."

"So I want you to fold it for me," Xie Qimian begged friendly, "I hope that when I go back at night, the quilt will be flat and neat, so I can get in directly."

Jiang Ye: "..." He closed his eyes and compromised, "Just a week."

"Thank you," Xie Ximian said, "You are such a nice person."

Jiang Ye never said anything bad about Xie Ximian, so he pretended to drink water to cover up his embarrassment: "Be serious, tell us about your previous AD, why did he retire?"

There was a brief silence in the training room.

Xie Ximian said: "Those who have won cannot lose."

"what?"

"Because, those who have won cannot lose." Xie Ximian repeated.

The author has something to say:

Wild, the fastest man in history to kneel on the washboard.

Speaking of which, I don’t know how to call the two babies. I think about it every day, whether to call it Jiang Ye Ye Zai or Ye Bao, and the one that pops up in my mind is Ye Daddy... (Sorry, my quality is a bit low (

As for Ah Mian, it is called Mian Shen, Mian Cub, Mian Mian, or is it the old rule to start using some numbers, 77?

So here is a lot of money (fake) asking for a nickname QAQ