I heard someone wants to raise me

Hugging the buddha's feet for the time being is actually not very effective. At most, it is enough to let Ning Jianjing get used to the game map a little bit, how to better follow behind him so as not to be killed.

After a few rounds of training, almost every random map was filtered. Jing Xiuzhu said that it was almost done, and asked Coach Lin if he had anything to say.

Coach Lin watched the whole process, and said: "Although it is safer to play according to the brother's style of play, I have a bolder idea."

"Say... hey wait." Jing Xiuzhu unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip of water, then suddenly thought of something, took another bottle of milk and threw it to Ning Jianjing.

"Drinked."

"...Oh." Ning Jianjing took it, inserted the straw and bit it in his mouth.

Jing Xiuzhu turned his head and looked at Coach Lin, "Come on, let me hear how bold you can be."

Coach Lin gave him a blank look, and said, "Since we are all using the boss to play, we might as well use a surprise style of play. We want to win the exhibition match, and we must win beautifully."

Jing Xiuzhu frowned slightly, and suddenly smiled: "Coach Lin, don't you listen to the little vixen and think that I can really step on Huayao and punch Lin Feng? Wake up, no matter how strong I am, I will face a hundred Even ten professional players can't do anything."

Wen Cheng smiled and threw the pot away: "You are a great god, you can do it."

Jing Xiuzhu: "Oh dear, don't call me a great god, even a god can't do it. If you can count one as ten, the boss will fire you all tomorrow, and leave me as one. I'll count the years. How much signing bonus do I have to take?"

Ning Jianjing glanced at him and said nothing.

"Listen to you, listen to me?" Coach Lin slapped the table with a look of unbearable expression, as if Jing Xiuzhu would cut him up on the spot if he said another word.

Jing Xiuzhu surrendered immediately: "Say what you say!"

Coach Lin looked better now, and coughed: "According to the voting ranking, we will definitely be the first to draw lots tomorrow. When they saw that we were short of two players in a row, one of them was the deputy team, they must have fluctuated in their hearts. Will guess the strength of the boss."

"Our core style of play is to kill the opponent on the premise of protecting the boss." Coach Lin thought for a while, tapped his fingertips on the table, and said: "They can't figure out the strength of the boss. The possibility of killing, save it for the boss."

Jing Xiuzhu suddenly laughed, "Are you... using our family's benefactor as bait?"

Wen Cheng was in a daze for a second, and then suddenly realized after hearing Jing Xiuzhu's words, "Then the other party will think that our little-known new teammate is a jedi gunslinger, every shot is accurate, and they must come to focus on him. At this time, on the premise of protecting him, the few of us killed him in an all-round way."

Coach Lin nodded.

The brother thought deeply, and asked, "Brother Lin, you are so insidious, how did you kneel under Team Jing for four consecutive seasons?"

The corner of Coach Lin's mouth twitched suddenly, he stood up unwilling to answer, put away the computer and left.

Jing Xiuzhu chuckled, and Wen Cheng also laughed, and the senior brother inexplicably swept their faces twice, "What's wrong?"

Wen Cheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "Because Team Jing is more insidious than him, I'll play with you if you play tactics. You want a steel gun? Then you will die faster."

"I know, I've seen the game video." The brother said with a little shy emotion, "That's when I made up my mind to come out and play games. I played FRG games at home for a month, and my mother couldn't stand it anymore. Only then agreed."

Wen Cheng didn't expect that there was such a history. He was stunned for a while, then patted him on the shoulder and added: "Those are just appearances, but it's actually because our team Jing was too shameless. We were all killed that time, and everyone on the field The Jing team and Coach Lin are left."

Seeing Jing sitting on the side drinking milk, Ning suddenly became interested when he heard what Wen Cheng said, "And then?"

"Then, when he got poisoned, he happened to be stuck in the house. Coach Lin was in the house, and Team Jing was outside the house. If he thought about it, he might be killed. If he didn't come out, he would die in the poison ring. He searched for it more than thirty times The opportunity didn't come out, and in the end, he was forced to die in the poison circle."

The senior brother frowned: "No, wasn't he killed by Team Jing?"

Wen Cheng shook his head: "No, he was forced too hard. Team Jing thought it was too embarrassing for him to die like this, so he estimated the time and fired an empty shot. The commentator and fans thought he was killed, but it was not."

Ning Jianjing turned his head to look at the culprit, he had a calm face with a smile on his face, listening to someone blowing his rainbow fart was extremely refreshing, dare you feel that you are particularly considerate?

Wen Cheng sighed and said, "This is coach Lin's eternal pain, don't ask, if you ask, you will be ignored for three days."

Ning Jianjing "tsk": "Old man, you owe so much, why haven't you been beaten to death yet?"

Jing Xiuzhu put away the keyboard peripherals, stretched out his hand to pull him up, and smiled with downcast eyes: "He can't beat me."

Ning Jianjing threw the milk bottle into the trash can, followed behind him with a sneering lower lip, put his hands in his pockets, and followed him out slowly.

After standing for a long time today and sitting for so long, his feet were a little sore and stiff, and if he didn't try his best to restrain himself, he could see the difference in walking with his two feet.

Jing Xiuzhu originally thought that he could sleep better at home, and that his little ancestor-like temper might not be used to sleeping in a hotel bed, but he made a detour and came back here.

Seeing that he didn't keep up, he involuntarily slowed down a bit, "Hey, walking so slowly, if you don't need your feet, donate them to those in need."

Ning Jianjing didn't intend to talk to him, but after hearing this sentence, his face suddenly froze, he stood where he was, and looked up at him, "Donate you hug me?"

"I hugged you, will you chop off my hand?" Jing Xiuzhu stretched out his hand, put it on Ning Jianjing's shoulder, and asked with a smile: "Chopping off my hand is not good, I will give you money, how about it, let's make an IOU, wait I'll hug you after I retire."

After finishing speaking, Jing Xiuzhu saw his chin raised slightly, the tense jaw was like a sharp blade, with bright sarcasm, and immediately knew that he had nothing good to say in the second half of his sentence.

as predicted.

Ning Jianjing said, "When did you donate your face?"

"I donated it the moment I saw you."

What he said was ambiguous, which made people feel wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Ning Jianjing didn't let go of his hand, and suddenly heard the voices of Wen Cheng and his senior brother behind him, he thought for a while, smiled slyly, hooked Jing Xiuzhu's shoulder with one hand, and walked towards him.

!!!

Jing Xiuzhu didn't expect him to be able to hook his neck suddenly, and for a moment he rushed forward unexpectedly, and was afraid that he would be crushed, so he subconsciously pressed against the wall, supported his back with one hand and pressed against him, and the two of them immediately joined hands.

"Hold the grass!"

"Hold the grass!"

Wen Cheng and his senior brother screamed in unison, covered their eyes tacitly, discussed tactics as if there was no one there, and left, leaving Jing Xiuzhu with a dark face holding Ning Jianjing in his arms.

Jing Xiuzhu gritted his teeth: "...Little bastard, is it fun!"

Ning Jianjing really thought about it, then nodded: "It's fun."

"Again?"

"What's the matter? Captain Jing knows what to expect, and still wants to hug me?" Ning Jianjing stretched out his arms and turned towards him: "Come, hug me."

Jing Xiuzhu pointed to his head, "I think you deserve a beating. If I were your brother, it would be..." His voice stopped abruptly, and he was so angry that he made a slip of the tongue. One sound.

Ning Jianjing didn't seem to react at all, with the same face and smile, he asked him: "What? If you were my brother, would you want to hit me too?"

Jing Xiuzhu wanted to explain, but felt that he was trying to cover up, so he finally laughed: "If I were your brother, you would have ten thousand ways to cry and say no, do you believe me?"

The two walked one after the other, the training room was downstairs, and they soon reached the door of the room.

Jing Xiuzhu opened the door, "Sleep well, I'll call you tomorrow morning, I'll ask Hu what you want for breakfast... what's wrong?"

"Jing team, I want to know, what is the first way to make me say no to it in tears."

As soon as the words fell, the back of Jing Xiuzhu's hands tensed up, and he returned to normal in a moment, and took it back, "It depends on whether you eat the soft one or the hard one."

"I don't eat hard and soft, what should I do?"

"Slap once, if you really can't do it twice, go to sleep and rub the fire. You are just a child. If you are my boyfriend, you will cry tonight."

Ning Jianjing was stunned, and suddenly his ears felt hot, and he kicked him: "Go and dream."

The door slammed shut in front of him, Jing Xiuzhu smiled and turned back to his room, he was dreaming, and he didn't do anything to him in the dream, when he saw him crying, he couldn't bear it.

Ning Jianjing came out of the shower, pulled a towel to wipe his hair, and wet it on his cheeks, even though no one was around, even though his feet were uncomfortable, he still forced himself to walk normally, without revealing anything wrong.

Even when facing himself, he is used to absolute self-control, and it is engraved in his bones that he cannot relax in the slightest.

The phone suddenly flickered, followed by a slight vibration, and a very soft music sounded. Ning Jianjing paused as he wiped his hair. This ringtone was specially set for Ning Jianyao.

He walked over and picked it up.

"Xiao Ning, I saw on Weibo that two players on the team were injured and would not be able to play tomorrow. What's going on?"

Ning Jianjing sat on the chair, brushed his hair slowly, and said nonchalantly: "There's a fight, it's nothing, I don't need you to worry about it."

The voice on the other side was sullen, but suppressed, "Do you need me to help you find..."

Ning Jianjing's voice was shallow, and he refused calmly: "No need, Jing Xiuzhu can take care of it. You don't have to interfere with the team's affairs. The year is not up yet, and I will naturally resign when I lose money. Return the equity that does not belong to me, but if I win, you should prepare the contract first, I am not going to show mercy to you."

Ning Jianyao paused, and said: "I apologize to you, I was wrong that day, I was impulsive, I shouldn't hit you, but Jing Xiuzhu is really not suitable for you, think about him as a gamer , What can they do after retiring in the future, these people can't do anything but play games, do you want you to support him?"

Ning Jianjing took a few seconds to put himself into the identity of Jing Xiuzhu's boyfriend, and said nonchalantly, "Sure, if he really retires, then I will support him."

Ning saw that the medicine was sinking, and asked again: "What about him, did he clearly say that he would be good to you for the rest of his life? What if he just fell in love with someone else after turning around because of your money, what would you do?"

Ning Jianjing's tone was slightly gloomy, and he said in a gloomy and nonchalant manner: "If he lied to me, then I'll kill him, hide him at home, or eat it in his stomach, so that he will never look at others Alright, do you think it's okay?"

Ning Jian Yao was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, and shivered unconsciously, "You...speak well, don't scare me."

Ning Jianjing chuckled, and resumed his usual sloppy tone, and said, "It's almost done, Jing Xiuzhu's savings can buy me, and my money? You probably forgot, my money is all He earned it."

Ning saw that the medicine was choked and speechless.

Ning Jianjing felt that he was not cruel enough, so he made a knife and said, "Marital property of husband and wife."

Backstage of the arena.

Jing Xiuzhu looked at the cosmetics with various scents lined up in a row, and suddenly felt out of breath, and said righteously: "No, brushing this wall will affect my game feel, you understand."

Professional players are not all handsome, and it is this kind of exhibition game that shows their faces, so makeup has become a very important part.

The makeup artist was silent for two seconds, looked at his face from side to side, and thought that he should be able to withstand the inspection of the camera, so he gave up and turned to Ning Jianjing.

He held a rose from nowhere, flicked the drops of water on it with his fingertips, leaned slightly and gave it to the makeup artist with one hand of a gentleman, with a smile in his eyes: "Miss sister has worked hard, this is for you."

The makeup artist always puts makeup on these straight men who will only make people drink more hot water, or don't even look at her, and only cares about talking tactics with teammates. The beautiful young man with a single flower is heartbroken.

"Oh, thank you." The makeup artist took the rose, carefully placed it on the table at the side, and waved her hand, "You are so beautiful, you don't need makeup."

Ning Jianjing smiled and thanked.

Everyone was dumbfounded, is this fucking okay?

The makeup artist walked up to the next contestant with a cold expression on his face: "Stop discussing tactics, hurry up and put on makeup."

"Sister Makeup has a bit of a temper today, aren't you feeling well? Drink more hot water?"

"..."

"Hey, why haven't you retired yet? Seriously, you should take good care of yourself. It's time to retire. Look at your malnourished appearance."

Ning Jianjing and Jing Xiuzhu raised their heads together. The person who came was a fat young man, the captain of Team Qingshan, Lin Feng.

He was wearing a team uniform, with a kind smile on his face, making it hard to tell whether he was saying good things or bad things for a moment.

"Pip, I will deal with you in the game later."

Lin Feng: "To be honest, no one will remember that you brought FRG to the top, but if you lose twice, you will be the sinner of the entire team. I advise you to kill yourself before the boss kicks you."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Ning Jianjing and said, "Little friend, why don't you come to our team, your FRG is hopeless, and you lost miserably last season."

Jing Xiuzhu propped his head and smiled, not revealing Ning Jianjing's identity, and took the time to watch Lin Feng continue to embarrass himself.

"... Shall I buy your team?" Ning Jianjing asked.

Lin Feng was taken aback: "Huh?"

Jing Xiuzhu couldn't help laughing.

Ning Jianjing said again: "Is your team short of sponsors?"

Lin Feng was taken aback again: "Huh?"

Jing Xiuzhu coughed, and glared at Ning Jianjing: "You're talking nonsense, you have nothing to say." Then he went to look at Lin Feng, and asked with a smile, "Hey Lin Feng, you didn't cry when Chen Anping left your family. For a while, what did he think when he went to Pofeng, you probably didn't let Cai go."

Lin Feng: "Woc, you are a good cook, Jing Xiuzhu, your uncle! I don't know who will take care of who in the game later, and wait to collect the corpses of teammates and become a courier."

Jing Xiuzhu pretended to be surprised and said: "Oh, are you fighting against Wen Cheng and senior brother this time? Let me guess, your style of play is very tough, and you will suffer when you meet senior brother. You dare to say that, it seems that this This strategy is based on new players."

Lin Feng opened his mouth, turned around angrily, and said, "I'm the lord."

Jing Xiuzhu smiled for a while. With this IQ, why do you still want to come to him to poach people?It's interesting who gave you the courage.

……

In order to avoid the situation of fans besieging players, the competition team arranged for fans to enter the arena first, and then the players entered the backstage of the arena through special passages.

Xiao Song also disguised himself a little, and ran to the fan stand to watch the game.

The players put on their makeup, and it was almost time. The promotional photos of each team were taken in advance, and they used the team uniform designed by Ning Jianjing.

It's just that FRG is missing two people this time. The only human-shaped stand cards on display are Jing Xiuzhu, Wen Cheng, and Senior Brother. The stand cards of Xiao Song and Yuan Sheng were removed after Hu Lijin communicated with the competition group.

Ning Jianjing hadn't filmed before, and it was too late to make up for it now, not to mention that he was not an official team member, but only participated as a spectator, so he didn't need a stand.

The standing sign is for fans to scream and take a group photo. He has no fans.

The children in the youth training camp had never experienced this, and they were whispering to each other, nervous and looking forward to it.

"Sister Zhang, are you done? It's about to start." The little assistant came in to remind her.

"All right."

At [-] o'clock in the morning, the exhibition game officially started. The largest gymnasium in Jiangcheng was rented, and the screen wall was almost the size of the entire wall. On it was the official cover of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, with five big characters below: competitive exhibition game.

The host was full of passion in the front, talking about the game and the team, and after a rainbow fart, he invited the top three teams to the stage.

On the huge screen, FRG's eye-catching operations of last season began to be played, which can basically be said to be a summary of headwinds and wonderful kills. After the playback, there will be close-ups of the characters.

"The FRG team is invited, captain Jing Xiuzhu, team members Wen Cheng, Zou Li, and Ning Jianjing!"

The arena was pitch black, and as soon as the host finished speaking, the promotional photos of the players' uniforms lit up on the screen one by one.

The fans in the audience were holding their support team's light boards and player light boards, and the screams resounded instantly, resounding throughout the venue. The other three were used to this, but Ning Jianjing experienced it for the first time.

So this game, so many people like it?

He glanced sideways, only the screen was bright in the dark stadium, there was a loud gunshot explosion, and the words FRG and the team photo appeared on the screen.

There was a buzzing in his head, his feet became a little stiff, and he almost tripped on the ground with both hands and feet.

But only for a moment, he slowed down with his own self-control, followed the three of them onto the stage, and was introduced by the host one by one. His excited speech set off another wave of screams from fans.

The host held up the microphone and asked, "May I ask Team Jing if there is anything you want to say to the fans about today's game!"

Jing Xiuzhu thought for a while and said, "I'm sorry, but the champion is here again."

The host thought: You are not afraid of death if you say that in front of dozens of fans.But just thinking about it, he didn't dare to say this directly, and the fans of FRG were fierce enough.

He can't be bothered.

"Hahaha, the Jing team is still so confident, let us look forward to today's game!" The host paradoxically guided the words back, and asked: "Yesterday we saw that two players of the FRG team were injured at the same time. This is the first time in a survival game, so I don't know how strong the new players are!"

Jing Xiuzhu said: "My king configuration."

The host was shocked, neither Jing Xiuzhu nor Yuan Sheng directly mentioned the configuration of the king, is this young boy so strong!

Jing Xiuzhu looked at the shocked expression of the host, and thought coldly in his heart: I am the king, and he is just a configuration, but what to do, if the words are spoken, the performance must be finished even on kneeling.

"It seems that I am very confident, so I wish FRG a good result today!"

The host was in a hurry to send a few people off. He had been the host for so many years, and what he was most afraid of was interviewing Jing Xiuzhu. No one knew what he would say next.

Call him crazy, he does have the capital.

You say he is arrogant, but his qualifications are indeed the deepest, what can you do, you are only trembling, but you can't slap him in the mouth.

The host resisted the urge to wipe off the cold sweat, and invited the next team, the second in voting, and last season's champion team, the Linshui Huanhua team.

This exhibition match is different from the normal cubicle entry competition, everyone is on the stage, Jing Xiuzhu and the others take their seats first, Ning Jianjing sits next to him, he hooked his fingers and turned his head to go over.

"Did you see the tallest one on the stage? I'll clean him up and show you later."

"Who is that?"

The light swept away and landed on his face. Jing Xiuzhu said, "The world champion of last season, Hua Yao."

Ning Jianjing recalled a little bit, and remembered that time in the youth training camp, when the two sang the double reed to appease the young contestants, "... Hey Jing Xiuzhu, how about we compare heads, if you are less than me..."

"how?"

"Kneel down for me."

"Little ancestor woc." Jing Xiuzhu wished he could travel back two seconds and sew his mouth shut. Although the interviews of other teams are being broadcast live, what they say will be heard by the commentators.

If nothing else, the commentary team already knew what he just said.

"what happened?"

Jing Xiuzhu felt like dying for the first time, took off the earphones, and said with a headache: "What you said just now, if the director just cuts the scene, it is very likely that the whole world will know your words."

Ning Jianjing was also stunned, "...why didn't you say it earlier."

"Am I the roundworm in your stomach? How do I know what you're going to say next? The wisdom of my life is all in your hands."

Ning Jianjing raised his head, looked at the camera, blinked his eyes and smiled at the camera, the director's fingers behind the camera trembled, and almost lost the machine, hurriedly slowed down, and moved the camera to the side pretending to be calm.

"Play the game well, don't rub the fire anymore, do you hear me!"

Ning Jianjing lowered his eyes and asked again in a low voice: "Then will you kneel down for me?"

Jing Xiuzhu wanted to bark his teeth, and said through gritted teeth: "If you can get more heads than me, I will kneel down for you during the interview, okay?"

Ning Jianjing stretched out his hand, Jing Xiuzhu breathed out his nose, and patted his palm.

Wen Cheng took off the earphones, leaned towards the senior brother and said, "Senior brother, have you noticed that, I always feel that the Jing team's tolerance seems to be a little higher. If it was before, it would have thrown him out."

The senior brother nodded: "If this was in the past, my head would be flying."

Wen Cheng quietly turned his head away, took a look at the two people who had stopped talking, then turned his head sideways, and said in a low voice, "I really want to test on the edge."

The senior brother thought about it seriously, and said, "Do you need me to buy you a pair of crutches?"

Wen Cheng also thought about it seriously: "No need, I'm not worthy of testing." After a pause, he asked again: "Hey, you said that our tactics are the premise of protecting the boss. Let him take the initiative to kill. It is possible that he will take There are too many people, did the Jing team forget?"

Brother: "...beautiful women mislead the country, the ancestors will not deceive me with sincerity."

The author has something to say: So, will you kneel qwq

Brother finally got a big name and moved the sky

(To explain, Lord Ning's instinct for this game is his instinct for danger. He suffered a lot in the years before he was adopted, and he was almost on the verge of life and death, so he has an instinctive reaction to danger. Don't complain about me QAQ is illogical

Then for this exhibition match, refer to the performance method of the offline competition of the Three Masters of Diu Diu Jian Wang. After the countdown, the players are invited to play one by one. The rest are all made up by Okawa himself.

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