I heard that the wild area is assigned to [e-sports]

Nan Yu really did not forget.

He walked backstage with the peripherals in his arms, greeted his teammates, and turned a corner to the player bathroom.

Putting the peripherals by the clean sink, Nan Yu slowly took out the phone from his pocket.

In fact, he had the habit of reading comments when he was in MZ. At the beginning, he was out of curiosity and wanted to see what the audience thought of him. Later, the other players stopped hiding their boredom... Even if they won the game, no one could share their joy , No one even wants to talk to him about the topic of the game, so he is used to reading the comments on the team's official blog after the game, and can understand some strange words after a long time.

The number of reposts has already exceeded [-], and the few hot comments directly vented their dissatisfaction, as if the hostility could penetrate the screen.

[Will the trash jungler blindly lead you to the rhythm? ?If it wasn't for him being the first to lose? ? 】

[I'm really convinced, Mix played well, is it useful to change this stick to play wild? ?The second round of the German Cup? ? 】

[What the fuck is the age and the club is superstitious about Korean aid? ? ?Fang Bei didn't break his hand and didn't retire, so he carried it up, okay? ? 】

[Don't swear, just look at what you are playing today, just play in the jungle, think about whether you can make it to the playoffs in the spring split. 】

[Blow it, stop blowing your Korean aid? lspl genius jungler?In the first round of playing EP, you can still be mixed, and when you play Xidian, you will immediately reveal your true colors? 】

[In a word, will the loser group make it to Mix? 】

[Korean sticks go away! ! 】

Nan Yu continued to scroll through a few comments, all of which were scolding him, the only difference being whether they scolded him with or without nationality.

He has been a person who doesn't care much about other people's opinions since he was a child. Nan's mother said that he has a bad personality, which is euphemistic. To put it bluntly, he is indifferent.When I was younger, my classmates made up bad words and I might even refute them, but now I really don’t care about these remarks on the Internet.

As long as the CO players are still willing to believe in him, and the coaching staff is still willing to train him, it doesn't matter if he gets scolded on Weibo.

Nan Yu thought, what's more, they don't know my Weibo yet.

During the competition, her palms were sweaty and sticky, so Nan Yu put her phone on the table and washed her hands. Before she had dried her hands, she heard a familiar voice coming from the door of the bathroom. Fang Bei Leaning against the door, with one hand still in the coat pocket, "I was wronged, why hide in the toilet and cry alone?"

Nan Yu waved his hand, and a few drops of water flew straight onto Fang Bei's face.

"..." Fang Bei's face was covered with water, he didn't pretend to be aggressive or sculpted, and wiped it with a piece of paper, "They are all guessing whether you are hiding in the toilet to wipe your tears, but no one believes you. "

Nan Yu thought for a while about the picture of a group of brothers sitting in the lounge worrying about herself, felt inexplicably embarrassed, and immediately shook her head, "I'm not crying, it's time to wash my hands."

"Okay, let's go back." Fang Bei asked him to wipe his hands, walked over to help him get the peripherals, just happened to see the Weibo interface on the phone, "..."

Nan Yu also remembered that her phone was not locked, so she opened her mouth, not knowing what to say, "..."

Or say he can't understand?Just poked it in?

Fang Bei was surprised, "So you have Weibo, come and follow each other to find out."

Nan Yu: ...

Fang Bei was very enthusiastic, with the peripheral device under his arm, he started to take out his mobile phone with one hand, preparing to make fans with each other, and he was a little dissatisfied with Nan Yu's Weibo ID, "Why is it still called MZOnce?"

Nan Yu was just about to say that this Weibo is not very useful, when Fang Bei added, "Wait a minute, I'll make a member and change your name."

Nan Yu didn't even have time to comment.

When the phone was returned to him, not only did he gain a mutual fan friend, but even his ID changed.

Satisfied, Fang Bei took Nan Yu back, and said with an oh, "Then what, the same model of our team has been used by someone else, I'll change it for you, and replace the bars with dots."

CO, Once.

The second half of the game has already started, there is no one in the backstage, it is very quiet.

Nan Yu followed Fang Bei, and couldn't hold back, "Brother."

Fang Bei stopped and looked back at him, "Huh?"

The voices of the commentator and the audience drifted in, but Nan Yu acted as if she hadn't heard it, and looked up at Fang Bei, "I didn't play well today."

"So?" Fang Bei raised his eyebrows.

Nan Yu paused for a while, with a firm expression on her face, "I want to win, even if... even if I make it to the loser's bracket, I still want to make it to the final."

The cheers of the audience in the stadium were higher than the next wave, but in the corridor, only the breathing of the two of them could be heard quietly.

Fang Bei suddenly laughed, "I was thinking just now, if you dare to say something like whether you don't want to fight or not, I will put you on the bench forever with the water dispenser."

It took Nan Yu half a minute to digest the meaning of his words, and she also laughed, "Thank you brother."

Nan Yu went back to the lounge, packed his bags and went back to the hotel with everyone. He seemed to be fine, but the other team members had different expressions and whispered together.

Xia Yun rubbed her chin and wondered, "Are you crying or not?"

Mo Ran was also puzzled, "Why didn't you cry in the bathroom for so long?"

Jiang Jiayi sneered at the two of them, "Both of you are boring, you say you are both boring, is it worth crying if you lose a game? Neither of you lost more than him, and you haven't seen you cry?"

……

Xia Yun and Mo Ran looked at each other, and saw the word "shut up" in each other's eyes.

Nan Yu and Fang Bei were sitting by the window, the heater in the car was too high, and the radiator on top of his head was facing Nan Yu's head, which made him a little uncomfortable, and he slid down a bit with a frown. Get in the seat, away from the radiator.

Fang Bei looked like he wanted to laugh, but when he thought of him hiding in the bathroom and checking Weibo, he suddenly felt a little curious.

"Xiao Jinhua," Fang Bei asked, and stopped on the Weibo homepage with one hand, "Can you understand those comments?"

"Understanding... right?" Nan Yu recalled, "Korean sticks are scolding me."

Fang Bei was taken aback, "That word seems to read 'stick'."

"Great?"

"Great."

Nan Yu frowned. These two characters look similar, so why is there such a big difference in pronunciation.

Xia Yun came out from behind and lay on the back of Nan Yu's chair, "What are you talking about, stick and stick?"

Fang Bei was a little speechless, "Why do you say anything so awkward when it comes out of your mouth?"

"That's because you have a problem with your ears." Xia Yun cut her head and turned to harass Nan Yu, "Is Nan Zi hungry? What do you want to eat later? I heard that there is a very good dry pot near the hotel."

Nan Yu keenly grasped that key word, nodded, "Excellent?"

"I haven't tried it either. I saw a lot of people recommending it on the Internet... Speaking of which, why are you so interested in sticks?"

Fang Bei replied to him, "What he saw on Weibo today, he still can't tell the difference between a stick and a stick."

"Oh, what Weibo?" Xia Yun sat back in her seat and asked casually.

"Today's official blog, there are many comments below."

Xia Yun: ...

Xia Yun opened his mouth wide, with an expression of disbelief, "Did you let him read the comments on the official blog?"

Fang Bei thought he was noisy, so he explained.

Nan Yu also nodded, "I watched it myself."

Xia Yun still had a complicated expression on his face.

Nan Yu thought for a while, and felt that he should be worried about herself, "They scold me, but I don't suffer."

He added, "Will you praise me if you win?"

"Praise you." Fang Bei said, "I will write an essay to praise you tomorrow if you win."

The next day Fang Bei really got out the little composition.

The first game of the loser's group was quite satisfactory, with no mistakes on both sides, the CO's hard power led the opponent, and they successfully advanced to the next round with 2:0.

The whole team swept away the haze of yesterday and returned to the hotel happily.

The official blog was admiring the 21st century Weibo face-changing method in the comments of the winning battle report, and was caught off guard when he saw a special attention reminder. When he clicked on it, Fang Bei posted on Weibo.

The whole microblog praises Nanyu in different ways. One, two, three, four, five advantages are listed down to [-] characters, and at the end, two coquettish hearts are added at the end of Aite CO and Once.

Guan Bo felt a toothache, and bursts of sour water poured into his mouth, and he had to forward it with trembling hands.

@CO Electronic Sports Club: Harmony and Friendship Doubles Wild [Minions are happy]

……

After Fang Bei took a shower, he leaned on the bed and admired his masterpiece. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied he was. He even waved for Nan Yu to come and admire it together.

Nan Yu walked over and sat beside his bed, lowered her head slightly and approached the screen, blinked for a while, and said, "I don't understand."

Fang Bei sat up and pushed Nan Yu into his arms, but he didn't care, he was determined to show off his little composition, "Why can't I understand, isn't your Chinese very good, you don't even need a translator , How well I wrote this, every word is sincere..."

Nan Yu rubbed her forehead, but said nothing.

In fact, he understands it, and it is because he understands it that he doesn't know what to say.

I didn't expect Fang Bei to actually write a small essay praising him because of a joke.

They were too close, Nan Yu was a little lost in thought.

Nan Yu didn’t have many friends since she was a child, and her relatives and friends of the same age only existed in her memory, so they couldn’t be called close. After going to school, she was isolated because of personality problems. She came to China and joined MZ. A friend of mine showed up.

These elder brothers of CO seem to be different, they really feel like they are his friends.

Fang Bei was still telling how wonderful his Weibo was, and Nan Yu listened quietly.

Brother Fang Bei...is he so nice to all his friends?

The author has something to say: TT, the collection has not been touched for 500 years, crying.