Our team is not allowed to fall in love

In the afternoon, several teams that have a good relationship with AIM sent people to AIM to visit, especially ACT. They didn't need to prepare for the World Championship, and it was still early before the next mid-season game. Ink brought Winter to the AIM base After staying for an afternoon, I was still not satisfied after dinner.

"Oh, Zhoushen, look at you, you can't play games for training now, you just want to touch the computer, I see Cheng Xi's posture, if you dare to touch it, he can break up with you directly."

"You said you don't chat with me, what can you do?"

Lu Miaozhou was casually wearing a team uniform, with his hands wrapped in bandages hanging around his neck, and he glanced at Ink coldly: "How much did you eat for that dinner just now? One hundred and three yuan and fifty cents, if you don't fight with us How about a few training matches?"

Ink choked: "There are so many players who came to visit you this afternoon, why don't you let them be your training partner?"

"They didn't spare dinner either!"

Ink accepted his fate: "Okay, okay, then I will play with Cloud and help you practice as a substitute, how about it?"

"Okay, you use my computer to type, Xiaoxi—"

Cheng Xi responded immediately, quickly removed the exclusive keyboard and mouse that he had given to Lu Miaozhou, put them away, and replaced them with ordinary ones.

"Brother Lu doesn't like other people using his keyboard, Ink, please feel wronged... Winter, there is a spare machine over there, play 1v1 with me for a few rounds."

"Alright God Xi!"

Lu Miaozhou stood beside Liu Kaiyun, watching Liu Kaiyun and Ink's duo.

In order to put pressure on Liu Kaiyun, ink used his trumpet to choose an assault soldier instead of a healer, so he had to make passers-by and his teammates yell at him in anger.

Although Lu Miaozhou was unable to train on the machine, it did not prevent him from guiding Liu Kaiyun's operations.

"You don't need to save Ink, look at the distance between you, it will take at least 20 seconds to get there, if I was playing for these 20 seconds, I have already killed the opponent and you don't need to save it, but now Ink is playing Assault, he 15 seconds at the most and you'll die."

Liu Kaiyun let out a sudden "oh", turned around obediently and left, leaving Ink alone, crying and howling.

After 12 seconds, ink's screen went black, and he went to the spring water: "Lu Miaozhou! Is there anyone like you who teaches people to sell teammates?"

"Why, instead of selling your teammates, you ran over to put your corpse in the grave?" Lu Miaozhou sneered, "Look, the cloud didn't come to support you, and took away the head of the opponent's sniper, no matter how you look at it, it's not a loss."

After the two rounds of the top [-] in the national server, Ink no longer dared to play with Assault Soldiers: "No, no, no, if I continue to practice, my trumpet will be reported to death!"

"Actually, the cloud operation is quite good, and like you, you sell your teammates as soon as you say, and you have a good sense... If you can let him play two games in a provincial league, it should be better to go to the World Championship."

The more Ink talked, the more uneasy he felt in his heart, he couldn't help pulling Lu Miaozhou aside, and complained in a low voice.

"The WPL league has been held for so many years. I haven't heard of a rookie who didn't play in the Spring Split and went directly to the World Championship. The cloud talent is good. The question... are you sure he can perform like this when he is on the field? "

"I don't know." Lu Miaozhou said frankly, "Chen Bisheng helped us arrange a few teams to play training matches for Cloud. Of course... the training matches are different from actual combat, I know."

"But now there is no other way. He can play if he can, and he can play if he can't. If he really performs too badly in the first game of the group stage, at worst, I will take painkillers and injections, and then go up to play again."

He really wanted to win their World Championship trophy together with Cheng Xi.

If there is no other way, even if the hand injury worsens, even if it is possible that this year will not be the next year, he is still willing to try.

After all, no one can guarantee the future, he can only do his best to firmly grasp the present.

Ink was startled, and the joking smile on his face slowly faded away. Seeing Lu Miaozhou's calm and solemn expression, he sighed softly.

"It's also... AIM has just been established, and you really don't have time to train substitutes. If you can't find anyone in the training match, come to us at any time, and we will accompany you to practice."

Lu Miaozhou smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you."

Half a month passed in a flash. A few days ago, Lu Miaozhou just went to the hospital to remove the bandage. After ten days of careful care, his hand recovered better than expected. After the doctor's examination, he said that he could do a simple recovery first. train.

So in the past few days, Lu Miaozhou occasionally went to the computer to practice micro-manipulation a few times, and played a few rounds of diamond games to ensure that his state would not drop too much.

On the day they left for the airport to fly to North America to participate in the World Championship, many fans specially bought air tickets from the north to send them off.

"Zhoushen! AIM's support items will be on sale on Taobao at [-] o'clock tonight, and we have already pre-ordered them!"

"Come on Xizai! We didn't get the tickets for the World Championship, but we will definitely watch the live broadcast every day!"

"Take care of yourself in North America! Don't get sick! Just try your best in the competition, and it's okay if you don't win the championship!"

"Zhoushen takes good care of his wounds, how about cloud? Cloud is so small and cute! Come on!"

Liu Kaiyun nervously walked beside Lin Shen. It is undoubtedly a great pressure for a rookie to play in the group stage of the World Championship as Lu Miaozhou's substitute.

When the boy heard the fans calling his name to cheer him up, his eyes became moist.

Lin Shen patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "Why are you crying? You see, there are so many people who like you. In a game, there are winners and losers. Let's do our best!"

Cheng Xi walked beside Lu Miaozhou, amidst a pile of colorful support banners, occasionally a few CP fans held up banners with promotional photos of the two of them.

Because of his little thoughts about dating, the young man noticed those with sharp eyes, and gently tugged at Lu Miaozhou's sleeve.

"Brother Lu, look at the signs raised by some fans over there...they seem to have gifts in their hands."

In order to prevent fans from sending overly expensive gifts, they specially posted on Weibo yesterday, reminding fans who came to send their planes to them that they will not accept expensive gifts except for a little greeting card gadget made by themselves.

Lu Miaozhou followed the eyes of the young master, and the fans who held up their two-person support cards were holding an oil painting, which was also the two of them, and it was when they were sitting together for live broadcast. The appearance is very lively and interesting.

With a thought in his mind, Lu Miaozhou suddenly stopped and walked towards those fans.

The crowd froze for a moment, and then suddenly burst into cheers.

"Zhoushen! This is a greeting card for you and Xi Zai! I made it myself, and it's only a few dollars. Can you accept it?!"

"Zhoushen! Can I have an autograph?"

Although the fans were excited, they all knew that Lu Miaozhou had an injury on his hand, so they were not crowded and just stood there waving at him.

Lu Miaozhou greeted them, walked up to the fans holding the oil painting, and smiled: "flame said he likes this oil painting very much, let me ask for him, is this going to be given to him?"