Don't click in [e-sports]

Qu Yi hid behind a tree, turned on his open mic, and said, "Wait...then what..."

"Huh?" Jin Yuan stopped.

"I have five smoke|fog|bombs," Qu Yi lay on his stomach, "I threw them all in the middle of the ring, and then we... fight in the smoke?"

Jin Yuan couldn't help laughing: "When I'm old, I still play the game of the ghost in the smoke, it's so fancy." After speaking, he switched the throwing objects, and first threw a smoke|fog|bomb to the center of the circle.

The two of them tossed more than a dozen smoke|fog|bombs, as if they were not enjoying themselves, they even threw them while licking the bag.

"If you throw it again, you can ascend to become a god." Jin Yuan said.

Qu Yi licked out a set of third-level first-level three-level armor from the box, threw away the backpack and useless equipment, and went into the smoke alone with the AK in his hand. After waiting for a long time, there was no sound of footsteps. He carefully asked: "What are you doing?" Are you in?"

"I'm coming in." Someone jumped behind him, "Do you feel it?"

Qu Yi was terrified, turned his head suddenly, and was shot in the head by AWM as soon as the muzzle of the gun was raised.

The last sentence he heard came from Jin Yuan's ruthless sigh: "Little brother, the reaction is still a bit slow, I have removed my M4."

Qu Yi, who ate chicken butts: "Can I report a professional player for humiliating water friends online..."

Lao Ba smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "You are already very good, and you can still advance to the next stage." Lao Ba shook his eyebrows, "You must be the MVP."

The two young ladies are dead in P City, and Zhang Quan's kill count is far lower than Qu Yi's. There is no doubt that the MVP of the special forces in college must be Qu Yi's.

After bowing and taking a group photo, Qu Yi was left on the stage. Before his mind wandered, he saw a group of acquaintances waving at him from below, the biggest of which was Hong Jianguo who was waving and cursing in the back row wearing a support uniform.

From Hong Jianguo's mouth shape, he barely recognized what he said: Your uncle!

Qu Yi put a smile on the corner of his mouth, and waited for the host to draw the students for the second session with his hands behind his back.

Because each character is jointly controlled by two players, there are also many people drawn this time. The host will send a ticket to the hand, a total of eight numbers, and those who draw the same two numbers will be divided into a group.

Qu Yi slowly rolled up the label in the palm of his hand, the number: 8.

"Okay, now I will announce the tags in the hands of our team members," the host looked from the far side, "Chuan Shen's tag is No. 3!"

A boy raised his hand and shook it: "I am number 3."

"Eight's tag is No. 6! CDJ's tag is No. 1!" The host walked to the middle, "Dad Yuan's tag is - No. 8!"

Qu Yi lowered his head and glanced at his own label, repeatedly confirming, number 8?

He is in a group with Jin Yuan?

wipe?What kind of shit luck is this?

"Which classmate is No. 8?" the host asked.

Qu Yi silently raised his hand: "It's me..."

"Wow, it's the MVP of our last game," the host remembered that Qu Yi had helped him, and took the initiative to ask him a question, "This one is partnered with Father Yuan, is there anything you want to say?"

To be able to officially express your favorite player on the stage, if you are a fan, you must be crazy about it.

It's a pity that Qu Yi is not a fan.

But face still has to be given, he leaned over and said into the microphone: "I'm very excited."

The host was ready to answer all the words in vain, she smiled awkwardly, and looked at Qu Yi who had "excitement written all over his face": "Ah, yes, it must be a pleasure to have fun with our professional players... ..."

As a result, Jin Yuan, who was two places away, suddenly burst out laughing.

After experiencing the second embarrassment, the host slammed the microphone eight hundred times in his heart: "Now invite our contestants to enter the competition booth!"

Qu Yi followed behind Jin Yuan, his thoughts were divided into three parts, one was thinking about how to play later, the other was wandering to Ba Ba, and the other fell on Wen Huancheng who was inexplicably angry.He didn't get any results for the three questions, and he hit Jin Yuan's chest with a "boom".

Jin Yuan helped him up: "Why are you always in a daze."

"I……"

Jin Yuan pointed to the two chairs: "Do you want to use the keyboard or the mouse?"

Qu Yi felt that this matter needs to be discussed, and perhaps there must be some strategy, so he carefully asked: "Which one do you want to use?"

"I don't care." Jin Yuan raised his eyebrows, "It mainly depends on you."

Qu Yi squinted his eyes, complaining in his heart: professional players are amazing, they have the same voice as Baba, they are not as cute as Baba at all!

"I play keyboard!" Qu Yi sat to the left and clapped his hands.

Jin Yuan had an expected look on his face: "Come on, run well."

Games start.

"How old are you this year?" Jin Yuan asked him, shaking his hands.

Qu Yi: "...It's junior year, where do you want to dance?"

"The name sounds nice, who picked it?" Jin Yuan clicked on the map, "G Port."

Qu Yi: "Damn it."

"Whose mother?"

Qu Yi had the spirit of pretending to be the last one if he used someone else's ID card: "...my mother."

"Do you usually watch live broadcasts?" Jin Yuan asked with his head propped up again.

"Don't check my account!!!" Qu Yi pressed the F key to skydive, reminding Jin Yuan, "Hurry up and control the direction."

Jin Yuan moved the mouse: "What live broadcast do you like to watch?"

Qu Yi: "I don't watch live broadcasts." My mother does live broadcasts, so I don't have time to watch other people's live broadcasts!

Jin Yuan felt a little regretful: "This way...press and hold Alt," he dragged the mouse to look around, "jumped three boxes."

Qu Yi landed on the container: "I'll jump into the container, you pick up things." As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Jin Yuan's left hand was already relaxed enough to be put in his trouser pocket. He took a deep breath, "Be serious, okay?"

"Okay." Jin Yuan replied very sincerely.

However, it's just that the left hand has changed its position and put it in the jacket pocket.

Qu Yi jumped over a container: "Can the AK cooperate?"

"Ask yourself, don't ask me." Jin Yuan tapped the mouse with his index finger, "Which gun do you think I can't suppress?"

Qu Yi once again shouted from his heart: Is anyone in charge?Does anyone care about this guy named Jin Yuan?No one cares that I grabbed it and threw it into the trash can!

He opened the backpack silently, and saw the mouse move twice, and the AK and bullets were thrown into the backpack.

"What happened???" Qu Yi blinked, "Am I distracted, or are you moving too fast?"

"Of course it's the latter," Jin Yuan tilted his head, "Reload."

Qu Yi glanced at him unhappily, pouted his mouth and continued to search.

"There are people in the warehouse." Jin Yuan said in a deep voice.

Qu looked at the distance: "There is also one behind the 120 container."

"The containers are here," Jin Yuan said.

The footsteps gradually approached, Qu Yi jumped off from the other side, and stuck to the side of the container: "Do you want to fight?"

"The feet are growing on you."

"That hand is still growing on your body!"

Jin Yuan rubbed his chin: "You seem to make sense when you say that... the right side! Here it comes!"

Qu Yi moved his position, and Jin Yuan pulled the mouse.

"Crack", the shot was empty.

"Crack", the opposite shot was also missed.

"Right, right, right, right, right!" Jin Yuan urged him.

Qu Yi hurriedly walked to the right, but the movement of the person opposite him was extremely strange, and he belonged to the kind who could immediately pull you to swing with him given the BGM of the Pure Land of Bliss, so Jin Yuan "snapped" his shot, and it was empty again.

"I feel like this is my retirement battle." Jin Yuan calculated the moving distance between each other, and put his mind at ease, "Congratulations, you have successfully surpassed countless well-known players at home and abroad, and retired Jin Yuan."

He pressed the left button, and after the sound of continuous bullets sounded, the kill prompt in the upper right corner——

[2UTen, Plateau used AKM to kill Loudly-XX]

Qu Yi ran over to lick the bag: "Hee hee hee, thank me, otherwise your reputation will be ruined."