nonsense [e-sports]

RYG club training room.

"Damn it! I fucking forgot to cut the trumpet!" The boy in the black T-shirt excitedly stood up from the gaming chair, and the milk tea in his hand was squeezed out a lot because of his too much force. on the table.

"Cheng Zi, what are you doing?" The boy at the side pulled down the coat covering his face, and murmured childishly. He was sleeping just now and was woken up by Orange.

Orange held the phone, his knuckles trembling slightly: "A little anchor, our captain Pengci, I wanted to go and see it, but who knew I used my tuba to get in."

"Damn it? Isn't it?" The little boy next to him threw the coat in his hand, and quickly moved to Cheng Zi's side, looking at his mobile phone interface.

[Nani? Orange entered the live broadcast room? ? 】

[Is it the deity?Damn, it's really the deity! 】

[I took a screenshot! !I took a photo with Orange! ! 】

[Shabi anchor, you take jujube pills, Orange is here to judge you! 】

……

Seeing the bullet screen drifting by, Chengzi stretched out his hand and scratched his hair: "This is so fucking bad, I'd better cut it out quickly!"

"Don't, if you cut it out, it will be even more controversial. Have you taken screenshots without seeing people talking about it?" The little boy frowned.

Chengzi let out a long breath: "Guangguang, the captain will kill me, right?"

Xie Guang patted Cheng Zi on the shoulder: "My condolences, Brother Cheng Zi."

orange:"……"

"By the way, who is this anchor?" Xie Guang's eyes fell on Chengzi's phone screen again: "Hey, you are blocking my light? You're not an Internet celebrity, I haven't heard of it... But, this appearance is Very high..."

"Kids, don't you understand? In the current live broadcast room, all of them are beautifiers and filters, the ten-level kind." Orange said.

Xie Guang listened, and nodded thoughtfully: "Oh..."

"Then what are we going to do now? Are you looking for the captain?" Xie Guang asked again.

Cheng Zi picked up the pearl milk tea on the table and took a sip. When the captain came back tonight, he was so gloomy. Now go tell him that he forgot to cut the trumpet to watch an anchor, and he will definitely be hacked to death. Bar?

But right now, there is no other way.

"I'll go find the captain." Cheng Zi said, holding the phone and rushing towards the elevator.

Xie Guang looked at Cheng Zi's back, tapped his fingers on his forehead, left shoulder and right shoulder respectively: "Brother Cheng Zi, may the Lord bless you, Amen."

Holding the mobile phone, Cheng Zi took the elevator to the team's dormitory upstairs in the club, and fumbled to the door of Song Wenzhou's dormitory.

"Why are you running around outside?" Song Wenzhou, who was sitting in front of the laptop, raised his head and stared at Cheng Zi who was wandering by the door.

Chengzi laughed "hehe" twice, then opened the door and walked in: "Captain, that..."

"Say something quickly." Song Wenzhou always had a cold face in the club and didn't talk much, so it was quite stressful for the teammates in the team to talk to him.

"That... I accidentally entered a live broadcast room..." Cheng Zi forced a smile, and continued.

After listening to Cheng Zi's words, Song Wenzhou raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for Cheng Zi's next words.

"It's just that I forgot to cut the trumpet..."

As soon as Cheng Zi said this, Song Wenzhou's face completely darkened.

Seeing Song Wenzhou's reaction, Cheng Zi was completely panicked, and he quickly handed over the phone: "Captain, this anchor diss you, it's all been trending on Weibo, I just want to check it out..."

Cheng Zi's mobile phone was handed to Song Wenzhou, and Song Wenzhou saw the familiar face in the lower right corner of the live broadcast room at a glance.

Qi Yuanxing.

He was smiling, and there was that kind of clean and clear light in those long and narrow amber eyes. In Song Wenzhou's clearer sight, what appeared was the star-like smile that only Qi Yuanxing could have when he was young.

Song Wenzhou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he reached out and grabbed Cheng Zi's phone.

Seeing that Song Wenzhou had picked up his cell phone, Cheng Zi could only let go.

"The first two rounds have been as you wished. I played the Arrow of Youvine, which Bless is good at. I don't want to waste time in the last two rounds, so I chose my best game, won quickly and went to bed."

In the picture, Qi Yuanxing is using the hero Haoxia. Haoxia is a melee warrior hero in Reaper. He has high mobility and explosive power. Whether it is a solo or small-scale team battle, he is very capable. Qi Yuanxing also likes it very much. The jungle hero.

"Captain..." Seeing that Song Wenzhou fell silent after taking the phone, Cheng Zi also became a little flustered.

Captain, what's the situation?

Didn't blame myself, but just watched other people's live broadcast?

Cheng Zi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then his eyes fell on the screen.

On the screen, Qi Yuanxing controls the heroes to use their skills to consume the opponent, and moves in an extremely aggressive manner. The last set of QWQ cooperates with the skills and can be retracted freely.

"I'll go, this anchor's skills are really not bad." Cheng Zi sighed from the bottom of his heart after watching the rounds carefully.

"The heroic QWQ combo can only be done by a person with fast hands and high awareness. Moreover, he can do it so beautifully, which shows his ability even more."

Song Wenzhou looked at Qi Yuanxing's operations, the current him is indeed not the same as before.

"No, captain, this anchor threatened in the live broadcast room that you were no match for him..." Cheng Zi scratched his head and said.

Song Wenzhou frowned slightly, a thin layer of gauze lingered on his heart, like the white silk spit out by spring silkworms, which couldn't be blown off, washed off, or touched.

[Victory! 】

The notification sound of victory popped up in the live broadcast room, and Song Wenzhou came back to his senses.

"It's the last round, friends." Qi Yuanxing in the live broadcast room took a sip of water and smiled at the camera.

"Captain, my account..." Cheng Zi frowned, there were still people swiping Cheng Zi in the bullet screen in the live broadcast room, but he was still online.

Song Wenzhou raised his hand at Cheng Zi: "You go out first, the phone is temporarily left with me, and I will handle it."

"Ah... oh..." Although Chengzi couldn't figure out why Song Wenzhou wanted to detain his mobile phone, but Song Wenzhou said he would deal with it, Chengzi believed that Song Wenzhou would definitely take care of it.

Cheng Zi took two steps back: "Then... I'll go out first."

"Ah."

Song Wenzhou responded softly, without even raising his eyelids, Cheng Zi felt that Song Wenzhou was acting weird today, but Cheng Zi couldn't tell where it was.

"How much do you pay for the password?" Song Wenzhou raised his head and asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Cheng Zi was dumbfounded.

……

When the fifth match was about to start, Qi Yuanxing frowned as he watched the barrage that kept changing.

Since Orange entered his live broadcast room, the popularity of his live broadcast room has continued to soar.

At first, Qi Yuanxing thought that Orange was just here to watch the excitement, but he forgot to switch the trumpet. Who knows, Orange has been watching his fourth round of the matchmaking audition just now in his live broadcast room.

Now it's the fifth round, and Orange has no intention of leaving at all.

[RYG-Orange tipped you a luxury yacht! 】

[RYG-Orange tipped you a luxury yacht! 】

[RYG-Orange tipped you a luxury yacht! 】

Three huge yachts releasing countless pink petals flashed three times in Qi Yuanxing's live broadcast room.

Three seconds later, Qi Yuanxing's trembling lips moved: "Damn."

This "Gan" did not make any sound, but it was full of complicated emotions in Qi Yuanxing's heart.

Orange brushed himself three yachts?

isn't it?

I just dissed Song Wenzhou, and he came to brush the yacht for me?

Orange belongs to the RYG e-sports club, and is good at playing top laner. He belongs to the same main team of RYG as Song Wenzhou, so why does he want to brush a yacht for himself?

"Thanks to... RYG-Orange for the yacht..."

Qi Yuanxing hesitated for a moment before looking at the camera in the live broadcast room and saying this.

[You have been matched to the fifth game. 】

[Please select the hero to be used in this game. 】

Qi Yuanxing originally wanted to say something, but when the fifth game started, he had to divert his attention and still chose the hero Hero.

Hurry up and end today's audition.

[Isn't it? Orange tipped the anchor a yacht? ? ? 】

[The anchor was dissing our Bless just now, they belong to the same team, they shouldn't! 】

【Could it be that Orange and Bless don't get along? 】

……

The audience in the barrage was still making various guesses, and even made various remarks about Song Wenzhou's disagreement with Orange.

"I said, are you fans really RYG fans? Why do I feel that you are all black fans..." Qi Yuanxing was halfway through speaking, and two bullet screens appeared on the bullet screen that made Qi Yuanxing widen his eyes.

The following words were stuck in Qi Yuanxing's throat, and he could no longer make any sound.

[RYG-Orange: I'm Bless, I'm using Orange's account, I heard from the anchor that he's better than me, so I came here to take a look. 】

[RYG-Orange: After seeing it, the technology is really good, so I sent three yachts to express my encouragement. 】

Song Wenzhou?

Is he watching his live broadcast?

Fuck!

【Ahhh!It's actually Bless! ! 】

[Bless is too good, the anchor diss himself is not angry at all, and also recognizes the strength of the anchor! 】

[As expected of the man I like, it's so touching! ! 】

……

Qi Yuanxing held the mouse, and the background sound of the game from the earphones could not cover up the extraordinarily violent heartbeat in his chest.

How could he watch his live broadcast?

Is an e-sports player, or the captain, so free?

I usually like to watch gossip on Weibo when I have nothing to do, and even enter my live broadcast room. Is he fucking sick?

[The enemy has 30 seconds to arrive at the scene! 】

The notification sound in the game brought Qi Yuanxing back to his senses, but Qi Yuanxing was imprisoned by the chaotic emotions, and it was impossible for him to escape in a short time.

However, this is the audition, a springboard for him to return to the e-sports circle, and he must perform to the extreme in every game!

Qi Yuanxing tried to calm his mind, and controlled the heroes to start clearing troops and aligning.

But compared to the heroes in the previous game, Qi Yuanxing's hand speed in this game is obviously much slower. For a hero like Haoxia who needs combos, slowing down his hand speed is very fatal!

【Eh?The anchor heard that Bless had come to the studio, did he panic? 】

[Yes, the operation is not as good as the last 6! 】

[Brother Luminous, come on! 】

[RYG-Orange: If you can't play well because of me, then you are still far away from e-sports. 】

Hold.

This guy!

Qi Yuanxing looked at the bullet screen sent by Song Wenzhou, and felt as if his heart was stabbed by something sharp, and Qi Yuanxing shuddered in pain.

hypocritical!

Why is he here to show kindness?

"Bless, thank you for your reward, my operation will definitely be worthy of your three yachts!" Qi Yuanxing raised the corners of his lips, and the movements in his hands began to speed up.

All these years of hard work is to surpass him, isn't it?

Now he is watching here, let him take a good look at it!

The light in Qi Yuanxing's eyes rekindled, this time, he will move towards the result he wants!