Don't fall in love in the Shura field [e-sports]

Ji Xing's joining CNG can be regarded as an explosive news in the e-sports circle.

Not to mention fans and passers-by, just the various clubs and players in the circle are quite concerned about this matter.

"RAC and STP didn't rob me this time," Zhou Zhou said while scrolling through Weibo, exclaiming that the operation of the publicity side was excellent, and he was very proud of putting on the mask, "I'll take off the mask later and go Show off at the entrance of the RAC base, let their team manager show off at me from the window through the green belt every day!"

People inside the circle will learn about players' signing information faster than outsiders. Before Ji Xing came to CNG to report, many team managers came to ask Zhou Zhou. Zhou Zhou kept holding back and didn't say anything. Save it for a while and yell vigorously.

Although there are all kinds of comments on Weibo and forums, those who criticize the club, those who criticize Zhulan, and those who criticize Ji Xing himself have never stopped. One of them is more like the inside story, like what he saw with his own eyes, and he has seen more of it. Zhou Zhou himself almost believed it.

He has a lot of negative energy, but he has never lost confidence in the CNG gang. As long as he can show results, one day he will shut up those watching.

The members of CNG are not fuel-efficient lamps, and they probably have this kind of thinking in not speaking.

After experiencing the ups and downs of the previous few years, I always feel that nothing is a big deal.

When Zhu Lan returned to China two years ago, CNG reorganized aggressively, and the public opinion was much more violent than it is now.

Zhu Lan served in the European T&C team in the early years of her debut. T&C is the world's top e-sports club. Not only does it play in the European competition, but also in the World Championship. It happened that one year in the World Championship, it met the domestic FK team in the semi-finals.

That year, FK was strong and was regarded as the domestic team most likely to compete for the world championship trophy. The fans naturally had high hopes, but they met T&C in the semi-finals.

They are all e-sports teams, who doesn't want to be the first?

The results are right, and everyone understands this truth, but when something really happens, Yu Qing still can't accept it calmly.

Zhu Lan became famous in China in that battle, but she was not a domestic team player who made domestic fans proud, but she was completely on the opposite side.

When he returned to China, Zhou Zhou still felt goosebumps when he thought about how bloody and bloody it was, and how nasty those trolls said.

Fortunately, after returning to China for two years, he has maintained his peak state and won many honors. He was not ambiguous about the first one he should take. Only then did some rational e-sports fans gradually understand that Zhu Lan was just a Players, they did their part during their service in a team.

It's still early, these night owls have just woken up, Yuan Xing has finished washing, and is wandering in the hall on the first floor wearing a Doraemon underpants.

Zhou Zhou felt that the scene at noon was really eye-catching, so he rolled his eyes hard behind the mask: "Can you wear some decent pants? That whole wad of annual salary will be eaten by you? Destroy the appearance of my team."

Yuan Xing was furious when he heard this: "What do you mean by destroying the team's appearance? Zhu Lan wore Donald Duck's pajamas before, so he ruined the team's appearance more than me. Why don't you talk about him?!"

"Brother Yuan, there is a saying I don't know if you have heard before." Maomao just woke up, and went down the stairs from upstairs with eyes wide open, even though his mind was still blurred, he couldn't help but interrupt when he heard the conversation between the two, " The completion of fashion depends on the face."

"Besides, Donald Duck's pajamas are a limited edition given by Brother Lan's fans. If you talk like that, fans will have to rush into the base tomorrow and hack you to death."

"Damn." Brother Yuan cursed angrily.

Zhou Zhou pursed his lips, and with two fingers, he took off the mask paper on his face with a very contrived movement, and cast a sympathetic look.

Zhu Lan also just woke up not long ago, and was leaning against the door frame of the restaurant to play with her mobile phone, waiting for her aunt to cut the fruit.

The captain of the team, who was complained face-to-face by the team members for "destroying the team's appearance", was not moved at all. He calmly read the new information on his mobile phone, took a bowl of cut fruits and lay down on the sofa bench on the first floor.

He had a meeting yesterday, which delayed his training, so he simply stayed up late at night in solo row, and woke up again at ten o'clock in the morning. His spirit was really not good.

Yuan Xing pointed at the side with his hands on his hips, "Look at it, look at it, isn't this called destroying the appearance of the team? Can it be tolerated?"

Zhu Lan was biting a piece of cantaloupe, with a pair of long legs that had no place to rest, and she was standing arrogantly on the back of the sofa diagonally across from her, her slightly slanted eyes were half-closed, and she casually brushed her hair twice It was very messy, holding a huge fruit bowl, and the whole person sank into the sofa, showing a standard, decadent and paralyzed posture that could no longer be standard.

Hearing this, he stopped chewing for half a second, and then a pair of tea-colored glass-like eyeballs moved slightly after realizing it, and then stretched out a fork with a piece of cantaloupe on it to lightly point at the The person nodded: "Doraemon was deformed by the flesh on your waist."

I wish the captain does not usually go out on a horse, but when he does, he just pokes at the pain point.

The first few words of attack were a bit innocuous to Yuan Xing, but this sentence directly pierced his heart. The chubby and round brother Yuan lowered his head and took a look at his stomach. Doraemon's blue big Looking at the head from above, it almost has a 3D effect, which is quite comical and dynamic. Without further ado, Yuan Xing quickly pulled out the big T-shirt tucked into his waistband to cover his waist, and turned to Zhu Lan who was slumped on the sofa. With a middle finger, he ran to the kitchen to get fruit cursing.

Zhou Zhou watched from the sidelines, patted the remaining essence water in the mask bag on his arm, said "yes", then turned his face and asked, "Why are the dark circles so heavy? If this continues It really ruined the team, and I will deduct your money."

"A good-looking person even has dark circles..." Maomao sat down on the other end of the sofa as if sleepwalking, hugged a pillow in front of her chest, and tried to intervene again.

"Shut up," Zhou Zhou interrupted him, "don't tell me that good-looking people are good-looking even if they have dark circles. The dark circles are about to catch up with pandas. Should I advertise for CNG that the captain is a national treasure? Is it? Just point to your face to attract some fans, and you can do it for me if you are still here."

Mao Mao scratched the curly hair on one head, thought for a while, and it seemed to be the same reason, so she closed her mouth and rolled to the kitchen.

The team manager showed a suspicious expression, looked left and right, and asked like a thief: "Or did you sneak out by yourself during the break last night?"

The more Zhou Zhou thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he always felt that Zhu Lan was different from his usual normal state: "Be honest, did you go to spend some money? Is there any shameful thing that you can't tell your dear manager? Frankly Wide, I will deduct less money from you."

Zhu Lan slowly swallowed the cantaloupe in her mouth, and licked the corner of her lips: "It's a shame that you have such imagination to stay in CNG, pack up and make a film and become a director, the next statuette will definitely be yours, so don't worry about me every day That salary."

"Hurry up! Tell me what you are doing!"

"Stayed up all night playing solo." Zhu Lan took the fruit bowl from her chest and put it on the coffee table, yawning bored.

"Really?"

"You're surprised that I stayed up late to train? Then you think my grades all these years were spent by sneaking out in the middle of the night?" Zhu Lan asked with a half-smile and a pair of peach blossom eyes, speechless.

Yuan Xing was eating fruit in the kitchen, and the voice came from afar: "I don't know if I sneaked out before, anyway, the captain was still in the training room when I left last night."

The witnesses were all present and spoke, Zhou Zhou's idea of ​​deducting money fell through, and he withdrew his gossip eyes in embarrassment. He didn't know whether he should be happy that the CNG members kept themselves clean, or feel disappointed that he didn't hear the explosive news.

Unwillingly, he kicked Zhu Lan's leg that was resting on the sofa chair: "Take back your leg, you guys have the most things to do every day! Take a look at the travelogue, you can even get up when the alarm clock is set at ten o'clock Forwarding the club's Weibo, why do people cooperate with my work like this?"

"Hey, kid, I'm new here, I'll show you some face these two days, you've seen it for two days..."

Before Yuan Xing finished speaking, the gate of the base was pushed open from the outside.

Ji Xing walked in from the door.

Zhou Zhou: "???"

"Journey?"

"You, you, you, why did you go? Why did you come back from outside early in the morning?"

Zhou Zhou felt that he was going to collapse. What he said a second ago was slapped in the face, and the team manager's self-esteem was severely rubbed. He felt that this base really couldn't stay any longer.

Ji Xing didn't notice the strange atmosphere, walked to the table in a few steps, took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair.

"I couldn't sleep after posting Weibo at ten o'clock, so I went out to buy some daily necessities." He raised his hand, holding an environmentally friendly paper bag from a nearby shopping mall.

"Huh?" Maomao came closer, her big grape-like eyes flickering, "Have you gone shopping? If I knew I would go with you, my toothbrush and towel should be changed."

Ji Xing paused, and handed over the bag in his hand: "I don't have a toothbrush, I bought a few more towels, you can take them if you need them."

"Really? Really! Brother Ji, you are so kind!" Maomao happily picked up the bag, and simply sat cross-legged on the ground to look at it.

Ji Xing bought daily necessities for a reason, he just felt bored and wanted to go out for a walk, and the things were all taken off the shelves at random, and there were only a few bits and pieces in total.

Maomao took out a towel and said, "Thank you, Brother Ji! Wow, has a member with humanity finally come to our CNG!"

He sighed and pushed the bag to the side of the coffee table, but there was a mess of things on the coffee table, the space was really limited, and a few packs of cigarettes accidentally fell out of the bag and fell to the ground.

"Hey!" Maomao jumped up from the ground to pick it up.

Maomao sat across from Ji Xing, separated by a small coffee table, and was squeezed in by a group of people. It was not very convenient to move, so Ji Xing waved his hand, signaling for himself to come.

He took a step, bent down slightly, and just as his fingertips were about to touch the cigarette case, they first touched the back of a person's hand.

The joints of that hand are well defined, and the fingers are long and thin, but they don't look thin and thin, on the contrary, there is a sense of cleanliness.

Ji Xing reacted suddenly, and withdrew his hand as if he had been burned.

Zhu Lan paused for a second, then picked up the scattered cigarette cases as if nothing had happened.