All members are super god [E-sports]

Lin Huai froze for a moment, wearing the cotton shoes Yehuo bought for them, subconsciously took off the shoes and stepped on the chair.

The nightgown was wrapped around his body, and the instep was completely covered when he covered it down. He was nestled in the chair, and his whole body was huddled up, like a defensive posture.

In fact, Lin Huai's movements are not abrupt, because Qiqi is also like this. Sometimes on Mondays, she also likes to tuck herself into the blanket. Once the hat is put on, and the two long ears are fastened to the collar of the nightgown, then only one head is left. outside.

warm.

Comfortable.

That's how winter should be.

Otherwise, if you practice until early in the morning every day, you will feel too cold even with air conditioners and fire barrels.

But he made this movement, even if it was very light, without making any noise, Wildfire still glanced at this side, frowned, and wanted to move the chair over.

Fucked old mother.

But before he moved, Qin Qiang asked, "Is it cold?"

Lin Huai was slightly startled, and shook his head: "It's not cold."

"Yeah." Qin Qiang nodded, got up and dragged the chair over, the sound of the rollers gliding across the tiles was exceptionally clear, and there was a "crack" sound as if he was saying hello when he was in close contact with the tile seams.

The whiteboard in the training room is at the front, and it doesn’t matter how seated you are when it comes to discussions, but usually the captain is at the front, whether it’s Wildfire in the past or Qin Qiang now.

Lin Huai had always been withdrawn, and even when he was with the team, he didn't like to push forward. He could stay silent for half an hour if Yehuo didn't call him, so he always sat at the end.

It will not be too forward, nor will it be completely out of the team.

But now Qin Qiang dragged the chair and walked backwards, without saying a word, he settled himself next to Lin Huai, and turned on the remote control system of the air conditioner on his mobile phone to increase the temperature of the air conditioner, which was already at 24 degrees, by two more degrees. Du Cai raised his eyes and scanned the crowd.

It's no surprise to see puzzled and surprised expressions on their faces.

Especially the wild fire, the black face is almost a sign: What are you doing, you old dog, stay away from my son!Further! !Stay away! ! ! !

Qin Qiang lowered his head slightly, suddenly felt like laughing, tried hard to hold it back, and then continued talking, keeping Lin Huai's profile in his corner of the eye.

"MGT didn't have enough funds at the beginning, and there were actually not many people. The first batch of Xu Hai and his group started, and they went home to farm one by one after several months." Farming is of course not farming in the real sense, just It simply means that the team can't achieve results, and it's better to go home and study the postpartum care of sows if you spend too much time in the team.

Qin Qiang supported his chin with one hand, and said lazily, "It should be my class that became famous."

Don't say you should, there is no need to be so humble.Everyone nodded, complaining secretly in their hearts.

"Yan Ming was added later."

Yehuo nodded absently for a long time, and was taken aback when he heard this sentence: "Hmm... um!?"

His eyes were wide open, round and full of disbelief, plus... a little bit of excitement from hearing gossip: "I can't, Dad Ming went to the S4 finals with you, why didn't you come later?" Did you just come in?"

In the traditional sense, the five members of the first-generation MGT went to school, retired, and disappeared. The only ones who are still fighting are a Ghost and a Ming dad.

Even when MGT's vitality was seriously injured, the former still showed his personal strength to its peak, and everyone in the e-sports circles around the world knew about it, and became a piece of sweet pastry that capital scrambled for.

And after the latter transferred to the European competition area, it also shined for a while at the beginning. Later, newcomers came out in large numbers, and foreign countries were not like domestic ones. They would not express any feelings to a foreigner with a different skin color. Trend, quickly moved from the first team to the second team, and even passed the drinking fountain for a while.

——No, even if they stay in China, MGT is in Wang Jing's hands, and they won't talk to the old players about their dreams and ideals!

Ming Dae played very well. During the period when MGT dominated the domestic e-sports circle, Ming Dae's jungler could be regarded as the most yearning appearance in the hearts of countless passionate teenagers with e-sports dreams.

And now Qin Qiang said that Yan Ming was the MGT who joined later?

Qin Qiang thought for a while, and seemed to be thinking about where to speak, but he didn't think about it for a while.

Although he hadn't told anyone about these things, he knew it very well. He didn't think about it often in the past few years as a support. When he thought about it, he felt fucked, and he didn't bother to say it like a bean, but once he brought it up, Grabbing the end of the thread was actually just a matter of a second or two of trance: "Yan Ming and Twilight have a very good relationship, and the two of them can be regarded as a Nakano bond."

Yue Kaiqi shuddered, and subconsciously glanced at their little ice cube.

The little ice cube still maintains its previous appearance. The whole person is sunken in the chair, his eyes are slightly squinted, and he has no expression or expression. The sun's three-coloured cat is dozing comfortably.

Qin Qiang said: "I was an MGT jungler from the beginning, and Winder was a support, so if you really ask me about when I was on the same team with him, Winder's support is indeed better than me."

Wildfire: "And then?"

Qin Qiang glanced at Lin Huai and smiled: "Then he was poached by YDC."

YDC is a well-known team in South Korea. It has a lot to say, it is very strong, and it is very inclusive.

In the seven years since its establishment, the team has recruited more than a dozen foreign players, regardless of skin color.

As long as you play well, start immediately.

But at the same time, they have a high frequency of renewal. The club has set up a team similar to a headhunting team. Every month, it will find high-quality stocks on the major rankings and report them. Once there are signs that can be dug up, they will immediately arrange special personnel to match them.

For so many years in MA, YDC has won many championships, including but not limited to the world finals, as well as competitions in South Korea's own division.

However, correspondingly, such a team is typically more famous than the players.

If you think about it, you will know that the update iteration is so fast, every other small season there will be a group of strong champions, and the championship is almost worthless among them.

It's not uncommon to win the championship, and those who can't win it will be remembered and nailed to the pillar of shame.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be clear that Ghost and Winder are both supports, and everyone subconsciously thinks that Ghost is stronger.

It is true that this is the case, but it also has something to do with the team.

YDC is a place to train people, but not a place to stay for a long time.

It was a smart choice for Winder to go over as soon as he was scooped up. It is also a very wise move to resolutely turn around and return to China when the domestic e-sports business is getting better and better. No one can say anything about him.

But Qin Qiang only said a few words, Yehuo and the others were quiet for a while.

Zhou Yi quickly reacted and frowned: "So you mean that you, Pang Ge, Tduang, Rang and Winder were the first starters of MGT, right?"

"Almost." Qin Qiang said, "There is only one official document to submit to the alliance."

"Then Winder was poached away, you don't know where you poached Father Ming, you...you switched from jungler to support???" Monday was a little shocked.

Qin Qiang smiled: "It's not that I don't know where it is, it's under Mu Hui. Yan Ming was a youth trainee in Mu Hu's team at the time. He was very capable, but there was no room in the team, so Xu Hai went directly to talk about it."

"Hiss—" Qiqi took a long breath, "Then why dig a jungler, wouldn't it be better to just bring in a support?"

"The strength can't keep up." Lao Yao, who had been silent by the side, continued at this time.

"How to say?" Yue Kaiqi asked.

Lao Yao: "Now Miracle can be regarded as a universal game, with high popularity and many players. There are even female professional players in the next division, but the few female professional players are also support or mid laners. "

Qin Qiang didn't speak any more, leaned towards Lin Huai, almost pressed his ear, and asked in a low voice, "Is it really not cold?"

The air flow blew over the ear bones, and a bright red spot was reflected. Lin Huai frowned unconsciously, shook his head, and didn't look at him. He just heard Lao Yao say: "Three years ago, the players who played this game in China were basically Boy, when I entered the Internet cafe, all I heard was a group of people who skipped classes, did not study, and did not go home after work, messing around in front of the computer, all of them were so irritable. I looked all the way through the Internet cafe. , five out of ten are junglers, two shooters, one top laner and two mid laners, playing support is afraid of being scolded by people."

Qin Qiang smiled, but did not speak.

"It's not that I can't find support, it should be that I can't find an excellent support." Lao Yao said, his eyes fell on Qin Qiang, who was sticking to Lin Huai, and put his hands on his back along his back under the hat.

"Ah, let me warm my hands." Qin Qiang said, "It's about the same. Anyway, I can't find a good one, so I will do it. Anyway, I can be all heroes."

He spoke very casually, with his palm pressed against his back, he couldn't feel the warmth through an overly thick robe, but he could clearly feel a palm pressed against him.

Lin Huai didn't feel that this gesture was too intimate, nor did he want to avoid it, but turned his head to look at Qin Qiang.

All heroes will?

It was too easy to say.

Even if it is all heroes, the playing style and state of mind of each profession are very different. I completely abandon the professional operations I have mastered, and completely turn myself into another person in the game to fight in the arena. I have been hiding it for three years. In a notorious team, at night, the phrase "All heroes will be" was lightly thrown out.

A little arrogant.

Also... a little arrogant.

The hands on the back scratched lightly, as if to comfort him, but Qin Qiang didn't look at him, "I haven't watched Winder's game since then, and I don't even know his full name."

When he said this, he turned his head and glanced at Lin Huai, a smile curled up on the corner of his lips, he couldn't tell whether it was helplessness or favoritism, with a slight grievance pretended after being wronged.

Qin Qiang said: "It should be quite strong, but MGT's wild assistant style is only a little routine when you play around. It's very broken, so don't be too nervous."

No one is nervous.

Even if I was nervous before, I am not so nervous now.

For three years, he abruptly changed his profession and played for three years.

For anyone in this room except Qin Qiang, he threw away the keyboard and mouse and left.

But it was as if nothing had happened to him.

They couldn't see through him for a while, and somehow they were thinking that this person should be a little persistent and stubborn.

If you ignore Wang Jing, and ignore all the deadly actions of MGT, Qin Qiang should have had hope for this team.

I hope it is better, I hope it can stand at the top, so it doesn’t matter even if I give up a lot, I just want to laugh wantonly at the highest place with my teammates and the team.

The young man was still smiling, with the usual posture of a veteran cadre. At this time, the whole person was leaning to the side, with his hands behind the child's hat, and he looked out of shape. The indulgence that is suppressed and hidden.

But no one laughed.

What they think now is also very simple, not so complicated.

It's just one word:

win.

win fuck!