Make your ex-boyfriend cry? That's easy!

Jiang Yan didn't check Weibo, but Fang Yuan didn't. He was a first-level national internet surfing athlete. After handing Jiang Yan the phone, he had been checking Weibo to see how things were developing. As a result, he was moved to tears by the comments section.

Yun Yang: "Xiao Jiang, the PR department asked me to explain my health condition on Weibo and comfort my fans. The wind is too strong and I'm afraid of attracting too much wind."

Jiang Yan said "hmm" and obediently went on Weibo to post a statement.

PGC coach_Yan: It's okay, I just drank alcohol and took medicine and was admitted to the hospital, and the doctor scolded me. Now I'm fine. Don't worry, everyone. I'm fine now. Don't pay too much attention to me. Focus on the players.

The PGC official account and team players reposted the news one after another. Because the incident was so serious, even the PUBG official Weibo account reposted it.

PUBG: Jiang Shen, take care of yourself~ [Retweet // @PGC Coach_Yan: It's nothing, just drank alcohol and took medicine and ended up in the hospital...]

- Official Dad, you're finally here? ! ! ! ! I've never seen anything like this in my lifetime!

**

Jiang Yanfa walked out after he finished speaking.

But in fact, he really wanted to read the comments, but Zhou Qi and Yun Yang's gazes forced him to exit the app.

In fact, they didn't have any other intentions, they just wanted to avoid affecting Jiang Yan's young mind.

Fang Yuan finally got a chance to speak: "Coach, why did you end up in the hospital for no reason? Wuwuwuwu."

Fang Yuan was the youngest in the club, and he was a sweet-talking, lovable kid. Jiang Yan couldn't help but show some favoritism towards him. He reached out and ruffled Fang Yuan's hair to comfort him, "It's just a simple case of drinking and taking drugs. You can't learn from me."

Fang Yuan rubbed his hand against Jiang Yan's palm, facing Zhou Qi's death ray that seemed to say "You're dead", and said "hmm" very obediently.

Zhou Qi was almost dying of jealousy, as if there was a vast green grassland above his head. But even though he was jealous inside, he only pushed Fang Yuan aside with a slightly resentful look on his face and moved closer to Jiang Yan: "Don't you want to play games? Come on, play for a while."

Jiang Yan replied "Okay", lowered his head to open the game, then as if remembering something, he looked up and asked Zhou Qi: "Do you want to start a live broadcast?"

"No, what's wrong?" Zhou Qi looked puzzled, but he subconsciously teased him: "What's wrong? Why do you want to live stream with me so much?"

"No," Jiang Yan glanced down at his phone. The game was updating:

"You're always the one on the team who doesn't stream live. You always have to pull all-nighters at the end of the month to make up for the time. If you can make up for it, it's fine. But if you can't, it's considered a breach of contract and you have to pay liquidated damages. Although you don't seem like someone who can't afford the liquidated damages, pulling all-nighters continuously is not good for your health."

Because of his illness, Jiang Yan's voice was much softer than before.

"You care about me so much?"

Zhou Qi was happy: "Okay, then I'll drive."

Yun Yang interjected at the right moment: "That's good. A living Jiang Shen who can play games can also make fans worry less. But it can't be too long. Just a few games will be enough. Little Jiang needs more rest."

Jian Fu approached Yun Yang and gave him a playful smile: "Coach Yun, please stop talking and be civilized."

"Hey, go to hell, you little bastard! Are you itching for trouble?!"

Fang Yuan was envious: "Wow, I want to play games with the coach too! Dad Zhou, you've played with the coach so many times, and we haven't even once!!"

Jian Fu came over to join in the fun: "Yes, yes, coach, you can't be so partial, you have to treat everyone equally, coach, don't you think so, Chu Huahua?"

"Ah."

After responding, Chu Hua slapped Jian Fu on the head: "Don't call me Chu Huahua."

Peace Elite can only play in a four-person team at most, and Jiang Yan has never played other games, so he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Zhou Qi had already started the live broadcast and said, "Then let's play King of Glory. Today I'll broadcast a PGC five-person team show with various kills."

He glanced at the comments: "Well, good morning."

"If you don't turn on the camera and don't have a computer, what can you see with the camera? What's so good about the hospital?"

Zhou Qi leaned towards Jiang Yan and said, "Come here, Coach Jiang, say hello to your little fans and comfort the young hearts of your fans."

Jiang Yan gave him a helpless smile: "Good morning, everyone."

With Jiang Yan around, even though Zhou Qi was a group bully, Fang Yuan and the others were no longer intimidated. Several of them crowded around Jiang Yan's bed: "Hey, hey, hey, good morning everyone, I'm Fang Yuan!"

"Good morning everyone, I'm Jian Fu."

After saying that, Jian Fu tugged at Chu Hua's clothes and said, "Chu Huahua, say something."

"I told you not to call me Chu Huahua," Chu Hua sighed helplessly, turned around and said hello to the barrage: "Good morning."

There was a comment asking why they weren't afraid of Zhou Qi. Fang Yuan, with his sharp eyes, spotted this comment among the dense comments: "Our coach is here, and Dad Zhou is just a younger brother."

Zhou Qi pushed the man down and asked, "Whose brother are you talking about?"

"Ahhh, Dad, please spare his life! Coach, Brother Jian, Brother Chu, help me!!!"

Jian Fu laughed and rescued Fang Yuan from Zhou Qi's clutches: "Dad Zhou's group bully personality remains unshakable, hahahahahahaha."

At first Zhou Qi said that the five-man team was sending themselves to death, but in fact it was not that tragic.

Although not many people play Honor of Kings, they are all professional players after all, and their reaction and hand speed are all there. In addition, there is Jiang Yan, a novice account, and the level lowers the difficulty. Although they don’t win every time, they can win six or seven out of ten, which is a good winning rate.

**

When Jiang Yan was discharged from the hospital, the World Championship was about to start.

He got on a plane right after being discharged from the hospital. A group of people protected him like a glass man, shielding him from the wind for fear that he would catch a cold, holding a thermos for him for fear that he would be thirsty, and peeling oranges for him for fear that he would get carsick...

Even the President of a country doesn't receive this kind of treatment.

Jiang Yanzhen couldn't adapt to it, and said with a smile: "Well, I'm not something that will fall down at the slightest breeze, there's really no need."

Although others disagreed, after all, Jiang Yan's health was worse than when he just returned to China, so how could he not be a glass man? However, they still respected Jiang Yan and took good care of him.

There were also fans from abroad who arrived early to pick up the team at the airport, holding light boards and banners above their heads and shouting the PGC team name in unison.

To play in the World Championship means representing the country.

The domestic Internet is peaceful, as people are afraid that any negative remarks will affect the players' mentality. If there is any troll who insults others, he will be forced to quit the Internet by fans of various teams.