Crazy criticism of the host’s beauty and seductiveness, the master’s love and flirtation

In the FT training room, Rog arrived late during training time. Before he could sit on the chair under his warm buttocks, he was called out by a phone call.

The other people in front of the computer looked at each other with helpless smiles. One of them pouted at the door: "What? Why are you staying here if you don't want to play the game?"

The other person's eyes widened: "Do you want to die? Keep your voice down, but don't let him hear you. It's not like you don't know that he is petty. It's a good thing that Left isn't here today, otherwise he will complain behind his back again."

"Let him go. He's just a follower. Are you so careful? The worst possible outcome is to terminate the contract and leave. Who's afraid of him?"

"Hey, what are you trying to do with me? If you can, tell it in front of Rog."

The man before was silent.

He still has five years left on his contract, so being terminated is not a big deal, but it would be bad if he was transferred to guard the water cooler.

A young man who was currently sitting in front of the water dispenser glanced cautiously at the two people who were speaking, and then turned his gaze back to the screen in front of him without saying a word.

At the other end, Rog walked to the end of the corridor before answering the phone: "Brother Bai, how are you?"

"We just won a round, and the organizer didn't find any problems."

Rog breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. I can rest assured that Brother Bai will do the job. When the job is completed, the price will be easy to negotiate."

After a few more words on the other side, Rog put away his phone and was in an unprecedented good mood.

But he still went into the sub-league live broadcast room to watch a few times, and finally felt relieved when he heard that the midfield commentator was reviewing the previous game and would mention Dawn's defeat from time to time.

It seems that this guy named Bai still has two brushes.

Rog curled his lips and sneered disdainfully: "Light, you can never beat me."

*

In the Dawn lounge, hearing Sui Lin's words, the other three teammates were also in disbelief.

After being surprised, Li Muhan decided to respect his idol's ideas.

Mo Zhong opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time and then closed it again.

Lin Hai couldn't stand it anymore and jumped up: "No extra match? Are you serious?"

Sui Lin glanced at him lightly: "Really."

Lin Hai paused, and after reacting, he kicked the sofa: "No, you two are sick? There was something wrong with their computer or network just now, right? Why don't you play in the extra match?"

"If you don't win the championship, you will have to spend another year in the secondary league?" He looked at Li Muhan and Mo Zhong, "Where are you two? Are you going to follow them?"

Mo Zhong hesitated: "Brother Shen, I should be sure."

Li Muhan gritted his teeth: "Mingshen, I believe you!"

Lin Hai couldn't believe it: "There's nothing wrong with your brains, right?"

Shen Jiming sat up and looked directly at him: "I have my reasons for this matter. If you want to leave after this game, I will not stop the contract."

"The time spent on the team, including training, will not be short of salary. You should also know how your personal performance was in previous games. If there is a team you want to join, just contact it directly."

Lin Hai suddenly felt guilty. In fact, he had already contacted other teams in private and had already negotiated some terms.

Just wait for the results from the secondary league.

But now Shen Jiming insists on going his own way, which is clearly ruining his future career.

It's not very honorable to form a private alliance with another team before the game is over. He can't say it, otherwise he will be at fault.

Lin Hai endured it and could only swallow it first, and began to think about what he would do in the future if he lost the game.

Shen Jiming had been struggling alone in the professional world for several years. He would not be confused about his Xiao Jiujiu, so he closed his eyes and continued to rest without saying anything else.

Sui Lin saw that he was in low spirits and his expression turned cold.

[Xiao Hei, why is your master’s reaction so big? 】

Xiao Hei felt a little resentful: [Sir, this cannot be said. 】

Sui Lin understood. It seemed that that thing really came from Shen Jiming's plane.

【can not say. ] Sui Linxu squinted his eyes and looked at it, [Then you should know how to deal with this thing. 】

Xiao Hei was dumbfounded: [Yes, it seems possible. The plane rules do not prohibit this. 】

[Actually, sir, the easiest way to deal with this is to use the master's energy to offset it. If the master's energy is still in his own body, nothing will happen. 】

Sui Lin: "?"

[To put it simply, how to do it? 】

[Well, I don’t know QAQ either. 】

Sui Lin rubbed his eyebrows.

After all, it was just a burst of energy. Energy was born to be used by people. He calmed down and thought about the scene when he awakened his spiritual power.

He was too young at that time, and now that he has mastered the application of mental power, it is not easy to find that feeling again.

The door of the lounge was knocked twice by Tudu, and the staff poked their heads in: "Contestants, it's time to rest, get ready to go on stage."

The five people stood up while maintaining low pressure and walked toward the door without any communication.

It wasn't until he sat in front of the computer that Shen Jiming glanced at Sui Lin and spoke again: "Cheer up and listen to the command."

Li Muhan patted his face, then smiled.

Mo Zhong nodded.

Lin Hai had a stinky face and didn't make any sign.

The third game started with the same advantage as the previous game. Until the last few seconds, Li Muhan and Mo Zhong were stunned again. They were taken away by the opponent with full health. They lost the point under their feet and were taken by XYD. They won. The third game.

The atmosphere at the scene became even more depressed.

The third sentence is a point-taking picture. It is difficult to find out what is wrong at that moment, not to mention that the other party only targeted two people this time.

The audience in the audience and in the live broadcast room didn't notice anything was wrong and started to curse directly.

Among them, Shen Jiming and Sui Lin were scolded the least, and their performance was obvious to everyone.

But some people still cursed Shen Jiming:

【What's Light's look? Why do you want to find a bunch of noobs to play in the game? Even if their level is good enough to enter the professional competition, they will still be out of the first round, right? Finish last and continue playing in the second division next year? 】

[Does anyone care? It’s so disgusting. I can’t stand it anymore and leave. I’m such a loser. Just stop playing games, okay? 】

Li Muhan and Mo Zhong clearly felt something was wrong in their brains, but the others in this game had no reaction.

Lin Hai couldn't help but cursed directly: "You two are messing around, can you fight?"

Shen Jiming frowned: "Is now the time to shirk responsibility?"

Lin Hai choked directly: "What, what I said is wrong? The last wave is only a few seconds away. Isn't it the two of them's responsibility?"

"A tank and a nanny can be killed by two DPS? Even the nanny can't do it?"

"I'm sorry." The two apologized.

"I'm sorry. Is sorry useful?" Lin Hai sneered.

Sui Lin frowned and said nothing. Just now, he clearly felt a faint strange energy.

That energy did not affect him, but the time was too short for him to capture it.

And he seemed to have touched the edge of the unfamiliar energy in his body.

Mingchen's energy seemed to be wrapped in a huge plastic film, and it seemed that as long as he wanted to, he could easily break through that vague boundary.

"Don't make any noise, let me take it easy." Sui Lin closed his eyes.

Lin Hai remained silent for a second.

The lounge fell into a suffocating silence.

Sui Lin sank into the depths of his consciousness, thinking while trying to touch the edge of energy.

He is a fugitive and it is understandable that he will be targeted.

But looking at the previous world and this world together, Mingchen suffered much greater restrictions and harm than he did.

Judging from all the signs, it was clear that Ming and Shen had received the same treatment as him and were being hunted.

The problem is, Mingchen's status is special. Judging from the gossip, his status is not low. The people who are chasing him use very strange methods, so his status is not low.

Moreover, this man's hatred for Mingchen was much deeper than the people in the asylum had towards him.

I thought it was him who was dragging Mingchen down before, but now it seems that it is clearly Mingchen who is dragging him down.

Xiao Hei felt his voice and was dumbfounded: [Sir, you can't think like that, the master's feelings for you can be learned from the world. 】

Suilin ignored it, and before it could break through the barrier, the fourth game was about to begin.

He opened his eyes and clicked his tongue in annoyance.

He didn't have the patience to drag on with this kind of game that had no technical content.

After entering the game, he played more proactively than in the previous games. He was extremely ferocious, carrying a medium-range weapon and attacking directly head-on.

Shen Jiming chose to cooperate with him, and the two of them rushed directly into the crowd on the opposite side regardless of their blood volume, and forced one for five.

In the end, Suilin couldn't get over the car in time because he didn't have any displacement skills.

But Shen Jiming, with Li Muhan's timely supply of milk, managed to survive.

The opponent was caught off guard and seemed to take a few glances. In the second wave of team battles, they directly used their dirty methods.

Sui Lin only felt that his brain was in a trance for a moment, but it only took a moment to recover. He sneered from the corner of his mouth and whispered: "Is it still interesting to keep playing the same routine?"

At the same time, he finally broke through the weak barrier in his mind.

Familiar energy instantly traveled throughout the body, and the thin film blocking the energy opened wider and wider gaps under the impact of the energy.

[Sir, the energy is out of control. 】

【I know. ] Sui Lin gritted his teeth and said something with difficulty, and then carefully attached the energy to several other people.

Shen Jiming sat next to him, the first to wake up, followed by Mo Zhong, Li Muhan, and Lin Hai.

From the opponent's interference to Suilin's counterattack, in just a few seconds, from the audience's perspective, there was another problem with Dawn's five-person network.

【what happened? Not to intervene? This round has just begun? 】

[Everyone uses the same network, why is it only Dawn that has problems? 】

[It's over, it's over. What's the point of just continuing like this? That's it for Light. 】

[Can the pessimist get out of here? It’s hard to watch the game well? 】

【How can you still watch the game after playing like this? Is it okay to leave the meal circle early? 】

Just as everyone was arguing, the situation on the screen suddenly reversed.

I saw Dawn's five people moving in an orderly manner again, but XYD on the opposite side got crazy and started jumping around repeatedly.

【? ? ? 】

【How far off the mark? Going crazy in turns? 】

【no? What is XYD doing? Face rolling keyboard? 】

[I spent the ticket money for an e-sports competition and watched the clown performance in the circus. I couldn’t tell whether I was losing money or making money. 】

[You can be selected for the funniest competition, but you haven’t run yet, right? 】

【Clicked. 】

In the soundproof room, Sui Lin was unaware of the audience's passionate discussion. As soon as his teammates returned to normal, he heard Xiao Hei shouting: [Sir, the White guy opposite is about to faint! 】

Sui Lin sneered: [Spend your points to keep him awake until the end of the game. 】

Just kidding, if he faints now, won't the game have to be rescheduled? He has made so much mess and still wants to escape unscathed?

When Xiao Hei heard the points, he didn't even hesitate: [I understand, sir. 】

The opponent's rhythm was all messed up. After rolling over the keyboard, they lost their combat effectiveness. They tried their best but could not restore their decline.

Dawn ended the fourth game neatly.

During the halftime break, they saw the awkward pace of the five people on the opposite side through a corridor.

White was even carried into the lounge by his teammates. If Xiao Hei hadn't been there, he might have gone straight to the hospital.

Probably because of the backlash from the props.

I don't know what he will become after this experience.

However, Sui Lin knew that these were high-level people causing trouble, and it was unfair to the original White.

Sui Lin is not the Virgin, and there is no extra sympathy for him.

However, if something like this happens, it can be regarded as a bug in the small world. I don’t know how the main plane will solve it.

This isn't something he should worry about anymore.

Li Muhan was sitting on the sofa with a red face and a silly smile on his face. He had not yet come out of the fourth game.

After a long time, he asked: "Did we really win?"

Sui Lin raised his eyebrows: "Well, you won, how do you feel?"

"It feels so good!" Li Muhan clenched his fist, "I have never felt so good before. I don't know why, but suddenly I feel like my brain has been washed with water."

Happy new year.

Shen Jiming felt the same way, glanced at Sui Lin meaningfully, and then said to everyone: "If we win two more games in one go, we will win."

"Mingshen, you are right." Li Muhan jumped up and wanted to run around the house a few times to disperse the excess energy.

In the fifth and sixth games after that, as Shen Jiming said, the five people worked together to defeat the enemy without the ability to fight back.

Won two games in a row and won the game.

For a moment, neither the audience nor the audience reacted.

After a while, a barrage floated across the live broadcast room.

[Isn’t this a little too hasty? 】

[It seems a little bit, why is XYD so strong and weak at times? Did you eat fungi? 】

[In a few decades, tenosynovitis cannot be treated with such a retarded operation. 】

[No, Dawn won, why don’t you celebrate? 】

After being told this, everyone finally reacted.

At this time, Dawn's five people had already walked to the stage.

On the other side of XYD, no one came over.

Music was playing in the venue, golden ribbons were floating above, and the host was ready to congratulate.

XYD's soundproof room suddenly opened, and a person ran out of it in a panic: "White has fainted, call the doctor quickly."

*

Next, the professional league.