Who wants to have a sweet double row with you [E-sports]

The night is quiet, and the soft moonlight shines on the street, adding a layer of haze to the whole road.

Chen Que gathered his coat, opened the door and walked into a 24-hour convenience store.

"welcome."

Following the automatic welcome at the door, the clerk's gaze shifted to the visitor.

The man was wearing a black hat and mask without any decoration, and the ordinary dark blue overalls on him were as eye-catching as if they were on a model shelf.

"A box of fireworks grapes, a lighter."

His voice was low but without a hint of aggression.

The clerk took a look in the cigarette cabinet and looked up regretfully: "Sorry, the fireworks grapes are sold out, can I pick them up later?"

Chen Que nodded.

There weren't many people in the convenience store, and there were only three or four boys who looked like college students eating oden on a tablet.

"The game has begun—"

"What's so good about the group stage? When did the LPL have the group stage?"

"This is the first time for CEG to join MSI. The first two years were SKG. Anyway, just take a look if you have nothing to do?"

"Don't mention it, I'm a die-hard SKG fan, this backup support is really not good, a blind single will kill C."

"Support will be replaced in the summer split, right? Although single doesn't take support, he can't be a fool?"

"It is said that single is difficult to get along with, maybe the substitute is scolded by single to make so many mistakes."

"Who knows—"

The voices of the boys communicating were not loud, but they could be heard in Chen Que's ears verbatim in the empty convenience store.

"I've been waiting for a long time, the fireworks grapes you want." The clerk came out of the warehouse, opened the gate and walked into the cash register, unpacked a pack of cigarettes, and handed a pack to Chen Que, "I'll sweep you."

After paying the money, Chen Que opened the door and walked out. A gust of cold wind blew by, blowing his light brown hair that was not hidden by the hat.

Today is the first day of the MSI (League of Legends Mid-Season Championship), and it is also the first time since Chen Que came to SKG that he failed to win the Spring Championship and thus missed the Mid-Season Championship.

Chen Que pulled the mask up to his chin, opened the cigarette case, flicked a cigarette out and lit it, and walked towards home.

The smoke he exhaled had a faint smell of grapes, but the coolness hit his forehead, making him more awake.

There are very few chances for him to go home. In the team, he is a starting player without a substitute. He has to play one game at a time from the beginning to the end of the year. This time he missed the championship and made him an extra month for nothing. During the empty window, he can also make a rare trip home.

The community where his home is located is a new building, and there are only a few families living in the whole building. He stubbed out the cigarette, walked into the elevator, and pressed "19".

The elevator went up, but there was no light after getting out of the elevator.

Chen Que coughed lightly in the darkness, the imaginary light did not come as promised.

The voice control light is broken?

I'm not too surprised. After all, he hasn't lived in the house a few times since he bought it and renovated it. Maybe the property management thinks that no one lives there, so it's not impossible to just turn off the corridor lights.

Sighing lightly, he took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight, which turned on the light in the direction of his home.

"pat-"

The crisp key fell to the floor and landed at his feet with two flicks.

"Who?" The person who was illuminated by the flashlight frowned and turned his head. It seemed that the strong light made him feel uncomfortable. He covered his eyes with one hand.

Chen Que saw that the visitor opened his mouth slightly, his expression was a little surprised, but his tone was firm: "What are you doing at my door?"

"Ah?" The man looked away, "Can you turn off the light first, it's a bit dazzling."

Hearing this, Chen Que turned off the flashlight, and the person in front of him put down his hand covering his eyes.

"Sorry brother, I just moved here, and I couldn't find my home because the lights were out." The man's tone was full of apology, "It just so happens that the phone is out of battery, so I can only try one by one with the keys."

In the dark, Chen Que's brows were furrowed and then relaxed several times, before he asked in a cold voice, "Which household are you from?"

"03, 1903," said the man.

Chen Que turned on the flashlight facing the ground again, bent down to pick up the silver key that fell at his feet, got up and shook the flashlight in one direction, and said coldly: "There."

After speaking, he handed the key to the person in front of him, and the two touched their fingertips, and they left.

The man took the key and thanked him, walked to the door that Chen Que pointed at, fumbled and tried to insert the key into the keyhole.

"Well, can you take a photo for me?" After the key deviated from the keyhole again and again, he sighed and tried to ask his new neighbor for help.

But Chen Que didn't seem to hear it, he unlocked and closed the door in a one-stop process, completely isolating his voice from the outside.

Turning on the light in the entrance, Chen Que didn't rush to change his shoes and enter the door. Instead, he leaned against the door and leaned his neck, holding his breath and listening to the movement outside the door.

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he heard the soft closing sound of the door through the soundproof wall.

Thinking of the hasty glance in the corridor, Chen Que opened the door lightly and quietly, and all he saw was darkness.

He took off his hat and mask and threw them on the porch table, scratched his hair a little irritably, and walked into the room after a while.

Although he has been living in the base and hasn't been back much, the house has a special housekeeper who comes to clean it every week, so even though the house feels empty and uninhabited, it is still clean.

He walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took a bottle of mineral water that had been stored for an unknown amount of time. He unscrewed the lid and took a big gulp. The water droplets slid down the corners of his mouth, passing through the rolling Adam's apple, into his collar .

The cold water slid down the throat into his stomach, finally regaining some sanity for him.

After returning to the room, he couldn't wait to turn on the computer, opened the live broadcast platform, and boarded the trumpet dedicated to watching the live broadcast.

All kinds of names in the live broadcast room rushed into his eyes like competing for novelty and beauty.

[The World's No. [-] Riwen Chongfen Canyon]

[The No. [-] girl in the national costume, the male gun live broadcasts to the master]

And he only had the only anchor in his eyes.

He clicked into the live broadcast room called [Canyon King's Auxiliary Solo Queue], but found that the other party had hung up a leave note——

【Moving, broadcast half an hour later】

He took a deep breath, charged his phone, took his home clothes and took a shower.

The hot water hit his fair skin with a thin layer of pink, until he came out of the bathroom with a flushed neck.

After wiping his hair twice, he put the towel on his neck and bent down to look at the computer screen.

The leave note in the live broadcast room is gone, replaced by a game interface with the ID moon.

Moon, but there are not many people in the high tier of the canyon who don't know him. He only plays support and never duo. With the orphan play style that put AD in prison, he can still stabilize the king's tier, and his skills are excellent.

Every AD ranked at the top of the canyon has an indescribable feeling for him. From the perspective of the game, he really knows the rhythm of the game and can lead the team to win the game. But as an AD, the first After Bo returns home, he will change from the two-person road to the orphan road. The support is either gank on other roads or on the way to gank other roads, which is really jail.

Coupled with the superb performance of moon's soul-locking warden, high-score ADs jokingly called him "the warden of the canyon".

You play the warden and I go to jail.

"Just settled in, came late."

The man's clear voice came from the speaker, and there was even an illusion of reverberation in the empty room.

This slightly electric voice accompanied him in almost every dream.

And half an hour ago, they had just talked face to face.

Chen Que propped his head to watch the live broadcast.

Moon live broadcast never turns on the camera, and the top of the live broadcast interface is written [Do not give gifts to the host] in bold and bold, so the popularity of the live broadcast room has not been tepid, but he is also happy. I took the time to broadcast it for a while, as if it was simply broadcast to someone.

In this game, Moon took a Pike. This hero is an assassin-type support with extremely high damage. Generally, he cooperates with AD in the bottom lane to create kills. Moon follows the usual practice. After saying goodbye, he went around arresting people with a harpoon.

Chen Que didn't turn off the barrage, and the sparse barrage passed slowly.

【Fuck, same formula, AD goes to jail】

[To be honest, if I get such a support, I may start to smell fragrant in 3 minutes]

[The previous one, although moon put AD in prison for a whole game, but it can lead to win——]

His thoughts were a little wandering. In his impression, Moon will always protect him like the most loyal knight, instead of abandoning AD like in the live broadcast, so that when he first played professionally, the few supports in the team followed him. He couldn't cooperate, and he took the starting position after half a year of cooperation.

Pike on the screen is like a real water ghost, hiding in various blind spots, unknowingly hooking people with a harpoon, beheading with a big move, flying with rhythm, and quickly winning the game.

After the game was over, the friend application popped up "crazy".

At this moment, his settlement interface has not yet exited, and someone is typing quickly in the chat box in the lower left corner.

Chen Que lit a cigarette, and looked at the words that popped up from the chat box in the lower left corner.

【moon, can I apply through the following friends】

[I am an analyst of the CA team, I want to talk to you in detail]

"Ah, the spring game is over, and another team is looking for me." Moon's voice came into Chen Que's ears through the speaker, "Do I want to put up a sign, 'Don't look for me except SKG'? Tell them I just want to go to SKG, any substitute is fine."

【Not necessarily】

[SKG is a true fan and this is it]

[The anchor really misses SKG, and said, why do you want us single to go to jail? ! 】

"Who said I want Single to go to jail?" Moon's voice had a slight smile, "I've known Single for a long time, but... I owe him something, and I want to pay him back in person."

Chen Que's bony fingers held thin smoke, his fair complexion was embellished with the scarlet flames, and the faint smell of grapes lingered at his fingertips.

An old acquaintance who farts, talking nonsense when seeing people.

Which old acquaintance can't recognize each other face to face?

Chen Que snorted softly, flicked off a long piece of soot, watched the other party reject the friend application, and started the next game until the next broadcast.

"Good night."

Idiomatic ending for moon.

good night.

Chen Que read silently.

After closing the live broadcast room, he opened Weibo.

Half of his Weibo homepage is congratulating CEG for entering MSI, and the other half is that the official account uses SKG finals as a substitute support. It is this kind of team bullying behavior all the year round, defiant, bullying the substitute support.

He has never cared about what the outside world says about him, not to mention that everyone in the team knows that his black face is only due to a sudden hand injury in the starting support, and the operation and awareness of the substitute support on the field are not in place, and the cooperation with him is also a loophole It's all over.

But it's one thing not to be evaluated in the accident world, but it's also the same thing if the team's support... really needs to be replaced.

This is not the first time he saw someone from a professional team contact him in Moon's live broadcast room, nor is it the first time he heard him say "it must be SKG", but it is the first time in such a long time that he has a real feeling instead of illusory I don't know if it's true or not.

The person who said this is even his neighbor now.

After thinking about it again and again, he opened WeChat to find the team manager and sent a message.

[single: buy moon]

The author has something to say:

Opened my favorite bot lane group! ! !

(Firework Grape is a type of cigarette produced by Iron Tower Cat. Foreign cigarettes are sold in convenience stores.)

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Following the copywriting of the document "True Fragrance [E-sports]", please collect the column~↓↓↓

[Wild Ruffian x Veteran Cadre]

After Yu Jingruo won the World Championship, he retired with glory and changed from ace mid laner to REC tactical manager.

The first decision he made after taking office was——

Signed Li Ran, the mid laner of the neighboring team LK.

As soon as the news came out, the e-sports circle was shocked.

Fan: Haven't Yu Jingruo and Li Ran been fighting each other?Aren't the two incompatible?

LK: Pry my signboard?Can Li Ran be shaken?I do not believe.

Until that day when everyone actually saw Li Ran at the REC base.

He was sitting on his exclusive gaming chair, wearing a sweatshirt lazily, revealing smooth muscle lines and extremely arrogant and beautiful flower arms.

Li Ran took off his black peaked cap and chuckled lightly:

"Where's my team uniform?"

**

After he transferred, the REC training room was full of gunpowder every day, and the voices of two top mid laners could often be heard arguing.

During the live broadcast, the fans were terrified, for fear that one day the REC base would be demolished by two people——

Fan a: This time a rival turned into a teammate...

Fan b: Although, but because you have been an opponent, you know better, right?

Fan c: I just want to know if the two are competing?

Everyone knows that Li Ran regards Yu Jingruo as his eternal rival on the career path.

But no one knew that in private Li Ran would pull Yu Jingruo's collar to cover his mouth after the quarrel.

Li Ran smiled mischievously, looking directly into Yu Jingruo's peach blossom eyes through his gold-rimmed glasses.

"Remember to tell the fans, they have already fought for it."

"I go up, you go down."