Our team is not allowed to fall in love

It was already the morning of the second day after the plane landed, and several AIM team members were full of food and drink on the plane, and they were all refreshed.

The organizer of the World Tournament had already arranged for them the best nearby hotel, and the staff in charge of picking up and interpreting had been waiting for a long time. As soon as they got out of the airport, they got into the car and headed for the hotel.

Saifang's translator is a Chinese, very enthusiastic.

"This time AIM represents the Huaguo Division to participate in the World Championship. The hotel arranged by the organizer is the best in the city. Every player, including the substitute, has a single room equipped with a computer. If you have any other needs, you can contact us. We will Apply to the competition..."

"Can I exchange the two single rooms for a double room?"

The translator was stunned for a moment, then looked at Lu Miaozhou who spoke: "Sailing, you mean..."

The young man leaning on the back seat raised his phoenix eyes slightly, even though Mo's hair was a little disheveled because he just woke up from the plane, he was still handsome and unkempt.

"I mean, Flame and I want to share the same room, is that okay?"

"This... of course, I will go to the hotel and ask for a room change..."

Chen Bisheng reflexively: "No need! No need to switch! Hahaha sailing is joking, he is joking..."

While talking, he glared at Lu Miaozhou and gritted his teeth: "Zhoushen, you and Flame are two big men, why do you sleep in the same room at night? Are you afraid of ghosts?"

Did he know that Lu Miaozhou was so cautious, he felt that he would not be photographed when he went abroad, and wished he could be tied up with Cheng Xi.

If the two young men live in the same room, if they live in the same room, how much will it affect Cheng Xi's training? !

Lu Miaozhou raised his eyebrows, glanced at the bewildered interpreter, turned his head to look at Cheng Xi, and pulled the man into his arms with his shoulders hooked.

"Yes, Flame is afraid of ghosts."

Cheng Xi felt Lu Miaozhou's warm breath brushing against his ears, and his heart skipped a beat, but he still subconsciously wanted to refute.

"Who said I'm afraid of ghosts?!"

"Why are you not afraid anymore, you forgot the middle of the night a few days ago..."

Chen Bisheng was terrified when he heard that, he was afraid that if Lu Miaozhou, the living ancestor, continued to talk, the relationship between the two members of his family would be hidden, so he quickly compromised.

"Okay, okay, you two live in one room, you two live in one room... Zhoushen, you must take good care of Cheng Xi, and don't affect his performance in the competition."

Lu Miaozhou curled his lips and listened with satisfaction to the interpreter calling the hotel to ask for a room change. He said slowly, "Don't worry, Manager Chen. I will make Flame sleep well these few days and perform exceptionally well in the group stage."

Cheng Xi soon knew that there was a way for Lu Miaozhou to sleep soundly during the days when Lu Miaozhou made him prepare for the competition.

As soon as the training is over every day, as soon as he returns to the room, he will be arrested to watch the review on the mobile phone together, reviewing how many operation errors he has made in the training of the day.

Once caught, he will take the initiative to kiss Lu Miaozhou.

If he made more than three operational mistakes in one round, he would use Lu Miaozhou to practice his hand speed.

If he made more than ten operational errors a day, he would not be able to sleep that night.

Fortunately, Xishen is Xishen after all, although mistakes are inevitable, but the number of times is not too many.

This day he took the initiative to kiss Lu Miaozhou's lips for the second time. Cheng Xi blushed and acted coquettishly and asked to turn off the replay video: "Brother Lu, I've trained for sixteen hours today, and I'm really tired..."

You see that your boyfriend is so sleepy that he can barely keep his eyes open, and the replay video almost shows double images, can you let him sleep?

Lu Miaozhou turned on the phone screen again, and tore off the young master who was nestled in his arms and refused to look up.

Gentle and tough: "No, Xiaoxi. You are in a very bad state in this round. I have already missed a few mistakes from you... You must watch this round."

Cheng Xi drooped his head and accepted his fate: "...I know that I made a lot of mistakes in this game, why don't you watch it, and I just admit the punishment."

Just as the boy was about to reach out, he was stopped by someone, and then he was hugged into his arms.

"...that punishment is a little harsher, owe it first, and then another punishment after the match."

Lu Miaozhou put the phone aside to charge it, and turned off the light: "If there are still so many mistakes in tomorrow's training, then..."

Cheng Xi yawned, with a little sleepy voice: "No way! That round was because I wanted to go to the toilet in the middle of the round, so I made a lot of mistakes! Tomorrow will definitely not be like this..."

Time passed by, and Chen Bisheng took over the Weibo accounts of all AIM staff and changed their passwords, ordering them to never surf the Internet during the World Championships, so as not to be affected by some remarks.

However, because AIM's support items have already started to be sold in China, Chen Bisheng couldn't help but reveal the good news to them. The 50 support items were sold out within half a day after they went online. Some fans who were lucky enough to get autographed photos Post pictures online.

At present, domestic players are paying a lot of attention to the World Championship, and AIM, as the champion team with a complete victory record in the Spring Split, naturally bears the expectations of most netizens.

Can Zhoushen take home the World Championship trophy for the division again?

Can Xishen get the honor that matches his strength?

After being ridiculed by the clubs from the neighboring country for two years, can they beat their favorite team to the ground this year?

The day before the draw for the group stage, both AIM and the top four domestic teams made appointments for training matches. Liu Kaiyun made rapid progress after being taught by Lu Miaozhou himself, and he was able to integrate into the rhythm of the team well in the training matches.

Although he can't create an advantage for the team alone like Lu Miaozhou, Liu Kaiyun, as the No. 2 assault soldier in the team who supports Lin Shen, is definitely worthy of the starting level of some professional teams.

As soon as the training match ended, all members of AIM gathered for a meeting, and all they could discuss was the drawing of lots.

Chen Bisheng rubbed his hands: "Which teams in the competition area are soft persimmons, and which ones are hard bones, I don't need to say more."

"At first we weren't afraid of entering the death group. Although we weren't afraid this time, Zhoushen couldn't play because of his hand injury. If we can meet a few more weak teams in this group stage..."

Cheng Xi took over the conversation: "If we can meet a few more weak teams, then we will be in the quarterfinals. Brother Lu's hand injury will almost recover by then and he can play in the quarterfinals."

"That's right, that's right, so which one of you will go to the lottery this time? I'll put my words first. If anyone can draw those Southeast Asian and African countries, I will give him bonuses and big red envelopes when I go back!"

Lu Miaozhou shook his head first: "I won't go. In the past, when Lion played in the group stage of the World Championship, they either drew the North American team or the Korean team."

Cheng Xi also shook his head: "When I was in MAX, I had no luck in drawing lots."

Lin Shen: "I am not a chieftain."

Yuan Jian: "...I was on the same team as Zhoushen before."

Everyone's eyes fell on Liu Kaiyun at the same time.

Liu Kaiyun: "...Me?"

Lin Shen patted him on the shoulder and said with a sinister smile, "Yes, it's up to you. You go to draw lots tomorrow."

"Come back to get a red envelope if you draw well, but if you don't draw well...Your Brother Wood whipped you with a big mouth!"

[The author has something to say: cloud: After all, I paid by mistake, woo woo woo]