webnovelvip Chapter 20
Chapter 20
A man's mouth, a liar.
There is no one in the spot, the game is over, and YF really lost the training game.
When the system played back the best shot of the audience, Hao Qi couldn't help but booing: "Coach, I also want to learn how to be handsome!"
Yan Yan next door was even more indifferent: "...It feels like I've been shown off."
Although only he and the deputy T participated in this training match, the mentality and feeling of being able to open Dalian to four players in overtime cannot be underestimated.
"And his cooperation with Zong Heng is very tacit." Accurately grasping the key point, YF coach clapped his hands vigorously, "Bo3, cheer me up."
But tonight's ZOO is obviously full of energy, and Zong Heng is also a battle milk who is good at using sleep needle forbidden therapy bombs to cooperate with his teammates to play combo. Once he is let go to target Luke, YF's front row will collapse;
If they still suppress Zong Heng with all their strength as before, Lu Ke's female sniper will cut off their back row again.
The single-core lineup has changed to dual-core, even though Zong Heng is still using milk to spy, Yan Yan can no longer use the tactics against PW to trick him.
Not to mention that YF was not the starting team at all, and their strength was a little weaker, and in the end it was almost a situation of being under pressure.
Many YF fans couldn't help getting excited:
[What is a group of substitutes playing? Coach YF shouldn't be acting deliberately to create momentum for ZOO. 】
[Let Free go!What a fart without a master C. 】
[Please be considerate, Amao and Agou's pheasant team can at most reach this level. 】
In e-sports, if you lose, you have to lie down and accept the ridicule, but since ZOO is not well-known in the circle and has no fans, it is Lu Ke and not Zong Heng who is in the limelight tonight. It is inevitable that some people will want to use the microphone to win respect for their favorite players .
Originally, it was okay to just talk in the Yanyan live broadcast room, but who would have imagined that someone would dance in front of Zong Heng, and now, Lu Ke fans who were silently waiting for the anchor at God K's side instantly cheered up:
[The pheasant team can't even beat, what qualifications do they have to talk about grades here. 】
[Although you look pretty when you spray people, your brother's headshot looks really good. 】
[Hehehe, if you sprinkle dried fish on the keyboard, even the cats in God K’s family can walk better than you. 】
After all, he is a loyal audience of a certain talk anchor. Lu Ke's fans are very angry when they scold him. Zong Heng's fans are usually as lazy to quarrel as the main host, and just silently press the bullet screen to report the war.
Borrowing Yan Yan's position, Coach YF typed on the public screen: [Interesting, make an appointment tomorrow? 】
But Chen Mingjun didn't sell the other side this time.
Seeing that this was coach YF talking, he decisively took Lu Ke's position as team boss:
[[Comprehensive]: ZOO·Look: Sorry, we are also very busy, there are still many teams waiting. 】
[[Comprehensive]: ZOO·Look: Please be early next time. 】
[[Comprehensive]: ZOO·Look: Bring your starting team. 】
Knowing that the other party was expressing dissatisfaction with his "perfunctory" today, coach YF also wanted to complain: God knows that ZOO, a team that looks new and good, would be such a supermodel. He originally just wanted to save some face for God K.
Who would have thought that this face was not saved, and instead, he lost his side.
The seat was taken away by Brother Chen, and Lu Ke was worried that he would be in the mirror, so he stood on tiptoe and wanted to escape, but as soon as he turned around, his right wrist was grabbed by a strong hand.
"Sit down," Zong Heng pushed the frozen boy into his seat, and took the mug beside him, "I'll go pour some hot water."
Next to the training room is the tea room. Hearing this, Yu Xiaoyu and Lao Ju also got up and went out. Although Lu Ke felt his throat was a bit dry, he was not willing to leave the male god's seat after all.
Like most of the honored players, Zong Heng's keyboard is also a special version of the alliance. The letter "K" is a dark golden keycap, which not only implies the ID "Kallaite", but also represents milk spy color.
It was the first time to observe this reward that only the season MVP could get up close. Lu Ke really wanted to touch it, but he was concerned about the camera, so he could only sneak a peek at it from the corner of his eye.
The audience who saw this scene couldn't help being happy:
[Touch it, touch it, we promise not to tell God K. 】
[I have always been very curious about what it feels like to play games with it. 】
[Curiosity +1, deer come on! 】
[So the account of Luzai is really Brother Chen talking about? 】
"What are you in a daze for?" Naturally putting a box of milk in the boy's hand, Zong Heng took a sip and said, "Your drink."
Probably because he grew up abroad, the boy usually drinks milk like water, but even so, his height is only slightly taller than Hao Qi.
"No, it's nothing." He turned off the barrage assistant quickly, took the milk with the straw inserted, and got up happily, "Thank you brother, sit down."
Chen Mingjun yelled dissatisfiedly: "Where's mine? Zong Heng, you don't take such partiality."
"Turn left when you go out, and get it yourself," Zong Heng refused without hesitation. Zong Heng glanced at the other party, "Is the talk over? I want to go to sleep after the talk."
The fans who only watched the live broadcast for an hour suddenly wailed:
[Ten o'clock, it's only ten o'clock, is this the routine that an e-sports player should have? 】
[Kneeling to play longer in the next training match. 】
[How about a bladder game with infinite overtime? 】
Knowing that Zong Heng would get up early tomorrow for a review, Chen Mingjun didn't stop him, and let him download the broadcast without hesitation.
As for the night owls like Lu Ke and Laoju, they turned on their own cameras one after another to score points in the rankings, and by the way, check the duration of the live broadcast in the contract.
As a pure-milk support whose winning or losing [-]% depends on whether his teammates are stupid or not, Yu Xiaoyu knelt down a few times before, and immediately pulled Lu Ke, a fierce C, to cover him up.
After all, in the training match with YF just now, the opponent's awareness of breastfeeding can be described as top-notch.
But who would have imagined that without the presence of God K, a certain deer seemed to be a completely different person.
"Don't hide, don't hide, don't hide, show your head to seduce him," Lu Keyao commanded while hiding on the second floor and opened the mirror, "Run to the right and bring the man to me."
Being chased up and down by the enemy behind him, Yu Xiaoyu was unlovable, feeling like a hamster running desperately on a roller: "Luke! You were obviously not like this just now!"
"The sniper can't fly, can't you fly into the air?" A moving black dot appeared in the scope, and the blond boy shot with a bang, "OK, you can go, let's meet the big troops .”
Yu Xiaoyu with only a trace of blood left: ...
What do you mean throw it away?
This is called throwing it away.
There is no harm if there is no comparison, and his brain is pumped to double row with this bastard who only has human heads in his eyes.
But double rowing with the deer, the thrill is a bit thrilling, but the efficiency of scoring is very impressive. After being sold by someone as bait for the Nth time, Yu Xiaoyu waved his hand angrily and said: "I'm tired, you quit Come down."
He didn't feel it when he ranked in the European server before, but now that he has God K as a reference, he really feels a little sour.
"Good brother, brother Xiaoyu, don't be angry, am I helping you practice walking?" Without the male god by his side, Lu Ke's coquettish words came, "Next time, next time I will let you Stand firm and steady."
Yu Xiaoyu said faintly, "A man's mouth is a deceiving ghost."
To be safe, he still has to find a double row of trees.
"Okay, okay, whoever killed you, didn't I help you to kill you back?" Opening the bullet screen to thank the gift, Lu Ke turned off the computer to download, and raised his hand to give the other party a big hug on the back.
Due to his family environment, he is very used to similar physical contact, but the fans in Yu Xiaoyu's live broadcast room have never seen this battle, and the barrage scrolled rapidly:
[I got it, I got it, the sea and land cp is real! 】
[It's too close to hug if you say hug. 】
[At the cheating scene, I want to send a screenshot to God K. 】
Sweeping at the last bullet screen from the corner of the eye, the blond boy immediately let go of his hand as if he was electrocuted, and turned around without looking back: "Cough, it's getting late, I'll go back to sleep first."
From a distance, he could still hear Yu Xiaoyu sobbing in a fake way: "... Hey, you see, this is a scumbag with a mistress."
So, early the next morning, Chen Mingjun answered the calls of N colleagues in the circle, all of them came to inquire about the mistress' cub in his team.
In "Heroes Assemble", the female sniper is often regarded as the simplest C position by newcomers, because she doesn't have too many fancy skills, as long as she opens the camera and puts her aim on the enemy's head.
But players who have actually played dozens of games know how difficult it is to do this in a chaotic firefight. The enemy is not a motionless wooden target. They can run, jump and counterattack. There is no time for you to slow down. Aim slowly.
With the dynamic vision and reaction speed that Luke showed last night, with a little bit of practice, he can fully adapt to any spear position that relies on the head to eat.
Young, talented, and malleable, such a C teamed up with Zong Heng, so it's no wonder that other coaches couldn't help but inquire.
"... yesterday's wave of four kills was really worth it, and the next half month's training match is full," Chen Mingjun covered his mouth and yawned when he was woken up by a phone call after only a few hours of sleep, "What about you, Where are you? I think it's snowing outside again, be careful when you drive."
"Near the hospital, the green light is on, let's talk later." Zong Heng rarely drove out by himself after his hand injury, Zong Heng hung up the phone, and slowed down the speed of the car again.
Sitting in the co-pilot holding the case, Lu Ke was blown drowsy by the warm wind: "Brother Chen? What's the matter?"
"It's okay, he praised you," Zong Heng caught a glimpse of sweat on the tip of the boy's nose from the corner of the eye, and Zong Heng couldn't help telling, "Be sober first, so as not to get out of the car and catch a cold later."
The puppy shook his head like shaking water, the blond boy leaned over and glanced at the navigation: "Should we go for a reexamination first, and then go to the private hospital recommended by my family?"
Zong Heng nodded: "Yes."
Although he never liked to trouble and rely on others, but it was related to his career, he still accepted the love of the boy after all.
However, to Zong Heng's surprise, before the re-examination started, he met someone he didn't want to see in the corridor of the hand surgery department.
The middle-aged woman in a clean and tidy white coat with a doctor's name tag on her chest pushed her glasses: "...Xiao Heng?"
"Why are you here?"
The author says:
Lu Ke: ... seems to know the nickname of the male god.
Middle-aged women, not ex-girlfriends.
Comparing hearts every day, Jiujiu.