Please stop your ripping off

In the end, Xie Zeyan still didn't have the heart to spoil the child, and put the large box of "sugar" in his pocket for emergencies.

The next day's game continued as usual.

At [-] o'clock in the morning, the players were dragged out of bed by the coach Lao Shi, and when they assembled downstairs, all of them looked very ugly.

Maybe it was because he knew that this group of Internet addicted teenagers couldn't get up. When Lao Shi checked them in, he specially asked the front desk to give them a backup room card. When it was time to wake up, he went into the room and called them one by one. Waking up caused a psychological shadow to many people.

May I ask, who can sleep soundly and not be frightened to death when a pale face suddenly appears in front of him?

It is estimated that there are only gods.

But the effect is quite good, anyway, they all screamed.

Lao Shi leaned against the threshold with the grimace mask in his hand, watching the elevator door slowly open, and the man in the team uniform came out unsteadily.

Xie Nanfeng was already busy until midnight, but when he was woken up early in the morning, he stretched out his hands and rubbed his face tiredly, and when he got out of the elevator, his footsteps were floating.

In this way, the four players in a team will get together.

On the sofa in the hall, Feng Shisheng was spread out into a lump, looked at the ceiling, and sighed plaintively.

"Oh." He recalled the scene in the morning, and he was still a little scared, "How did Lao Shi think of that way to wake us up... Make a grimace, I thought I fell asleep in the underworld."

Liuliu was also very frightened, and was covering her eyes trying to forget the picture in her mind.

When Fengshi said this, the face that was so pervasive in the morning reappeared in his mind, and Liuliu was so frightened that he spit out the Chinese essence: "Grass, can you stop talking nonsense! I finally forgot."

Even the seldom-spoken old umbrella sighed.

Xie Nanfeng wobbled for a long time and came in front of them. His posture looked like something that ran out from Xiangxi, except that someone behind him was holding it by a string.

"You should be more energetic." Lao Shi frowned, and casually stuffed the mask used to scare people into his bag, "Today you are playing a game, and the two people who don't need to play are more energetic than you."

"What?" Feng Shi didn't believe it, "Then what about the two of them."

Lao Shi sneered, and raised his chin behind him.

Next to the lobby is the hotel's dining area, very close to them, separated by a thin glass door, and the straight-line distance is no more than two meters.

When he just came down, he was too confused, Feng Shi didn't notice what was behind him at all, but only vaguely smelled the fragrance, after Lao Shi said so, he turned his head to look.

The two single seedlings of their second team were sitting together for breakfast in harmony. Xie Zeyan also took a peeled egg and put it in Xu Zhao's bowl. The picture was peaceful and peaceful.

Wind Lion: ...

i fuck...

Before Liu Liu was fully awake, he saw the fat man standing up suddenly and walking towards the bus outside.

"Why are you leaving? Don't you want to eat?"

The fat man with a temper threw him a sentence: "Fuck you! I'm not interested in dog food!"

Liuliu was still curious about what dog food meant, but when he turned around, his expression changed.

Right.

Who wants to eat dog food early in the morning?

-

On the eve of the game, a team of four had already started preparing for the game, and the two homeless people were just thrown in the waiting room and left to fend for themselves.

Xie Zeyan led Xu Zhao to replay yesterday's three rounds, recorded the small mistakes in the notebook, and quickly listed two full pages.

"You... did you make a mistake in this part?" Xu Zhao couldn't understand, and turned the playback forward.

Xie Zeyan raised his eyebrows: "If it wasn't because of a wrong judgment, I could have taken them both at once."

What he said was full of confidence, Xu Zhao would definitely not believe it if it were placed on ordinary people.

He even felt that the other party was lying to himself.

But if it's Xie Zeyan...

He really has this strength.

Thinking of this, Xu Zhao lowered his head and secretly wrote down a sentence in his notebook: Always believe in Brother Yan.

The replay was almost over, and the host's voice came from the TV, and the game officially started.

The grouping of the double volleyball match was announced yesterday. When the camera was shown to QW, there was a burst of cheers in the venue. The lounge was already quiet, but this sudden sound was so loud that it hurt the eardrums Xu Zhao was so frightened that he quickly picked up the remote control and turned the volume down a bit.

Without raising his head, Xie Zeyan swiped the forum with his mobile phone, and saw the topic about himself.

[Does anyone know what happened to the QW youth training yesterday? 】

[Grass, it's too fierce, it can press Qinghun on the ground and beat him. Qinghun posted on Weibo yesterday that he was so angry that he ate two bowls of rice]

[That wave of operations really showed me off, and I announced that he is my new husband! 】

【When he first started live streaming, didn't he throw food at his feet?This is how to achieve rapid progress]

[Upstairs, you found your blind spot]

The topic was discussing the issue of strength as usual, Xie Zeyan scanned it casually, but found nothing interesting.

But his style of painting on Weibo is not quite right.

After becoming an official player, the club will register an account with a yellow v for them, and specifically ask the players to post their own private news if they are bored, so as to stabilize the morale of the army and also bring popularity to the club.

When Feng Yi told them about it, he emphasized it.

Daily life can be posted.

Although he may regret it in the future, but he did say such words, so he can only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

Xie Zeyan didn't take much care of the account after he got it. Apart from the player's personal information, there was a record of his likes for Xu Zhao, which seemed somewhat empty.

He casually clicked and glanced, and saw the fans who were starving for food.

[Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooows

[Not playing?Didn't play? ? ?Why not! 】

[Little waste, small waste, small waste, did you forget your Weibo password]

【Where did you two go! ! ! 】

There are no cameras in the waiting room, and the players backstage have no chance to appear on camera except for post-match interviews. It is not uncommon to find people.

In addition, Xie Zeyan doesn't like being on camera. If he hadn't gone the wrong way and was caught by the reporters last time, he probably wouldn't have appeared in the recorded interview after the game in his life.

The fans in the comment area looked like children who hadn't eaten for a few days. The two of them frantically asked them to post something casually. Xie Zeyan was bored and raised his phone to take a photo.

There's nothing special about the photo, it's just the back view of a silver-haired boy, with half of his profile accidentally exposed, it looks unexpectedly warm.

[QW—wolf]: With the young master. [picture]

After posting on Weibo, the competition has reached a fever pitch.

The scope of the poisonous circle on the screen is getting smaller and smaller, making many people hold their breath.

The king and the [-] team, the two people chose their spots very carefully, and they landed in a relatively remote place. They didn't meet someone and started fighting until the second lap. There are four more heads.

At this time, there are still 13 players left in the game, which means that it is safe to enter the top five.

"Where are Fengshi and the others?" Xie Zeyan asked without seeing their names from God's perspective.

Xu Zhao glanced at him suspiciously: "Didn't you watch them? Suinian took them in as soon as they landed."

Xie Zeyan couldn't hold back, and let out a muffled laugh.

No wonder he saw Feng Yi smearing honey in the group chat just now, followed by @风狮@老船, so it was because of this.

He laughed very little, Xu Zhao didn't notice it, but carefully watched the details of the game.

The poison circle is shrunk in P City, which is a good point for the strongest assault position king. On the premise of facing the enemy face to face, he can instantly judge the enemy's position, and it is precisely because of this super strong Consciousness led QW to the top3 position of the top team.

Xie Nanfeng carried a gun to fight with people, and Liuliu behind him worked hard as a human blood kit to deliver medicine to him, and cooperated quite tacitly.

"Now the camera is on the Lone Wolf side of the MPL. It can be seen that both sides have missed their heads. They already know the opponent's position. It is a very suitable opportunity to shoot... Probe! Fire/gun! Missed, what a pity .”

When the host finished speaking, his tone was full of regret.

QW belongs to the southern division, and MPL is a little-known small team in the northern division. The ID of Lone Wolf is even less heard of. Compared with King, who is the strongest assaulter, he is naturally inferior.

Seeing the disappointment on the host's face, Xie Zeyan suddenly felt a little amusing.

A shuttle bullet and half a shuttle hit the wall, can this be called a pity?

Chuan Potian can only be regarded as a picky foot.

"King has found the other party, open the door and go in...Okay, let's go, the footsteps are on the right, do you want to continue chasing? Chasing!"

This was the last lap, and there were not many players left on the field. As Xie Nanfeng was the most promising player, the commentator naturally had great expectations for him.

The figure in sight had disappeared into the room area, King circled around the spot a few times, and after not finding anyone, he turned and returned to defense.

From God's perspective, the person leaning over outside the room has already raised his sniper/gun and aimed at the figure in the room.

Xie Zeyan watched with his own eyes a head dangling through the scope.

After waiting for two seconds, the sound of gunfire came, hitting a lonely person.

The lone wolf didn't hesitate for a moment, and directly pinched a thunder and threw it in.

This wave of operations made Xie Zeyan even more suspicious of the true level of the contestants in the regional competition.

Is it because he hasn't paid attention to the professional league for too long?Why can ghosts and monsters come to play professionally?

Although the blood was not removed after such a long beating, it still had some effect. It scared Liuliu who was hiding in the room, so he quickly climbed over the wall and went out to change his position.

Xie Zeyan stretched his hands and watched lazily, feeling a little bored.

At this moment, the narrator suddenly looked serious and said:

"I've noticed from the very beginning that this style of play...is very similar to the legendary Ares god!"

Xie Zeyan: ...?

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