Who says therapists can't carry the whole game [Esports]

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Play well while you can, otherwise you will only be the one who regrets it.

"Come on, I'm afraid of you!"

Jiang Miao's voice, not to be outdone, also reached Ji Ling's ears, as if he was about to fight to the death.

"You brat with no hair yet dares to shout like that. If I don't teach you a lesson today, I will take your surname!"

"Bah, it's not unusual for you to have my surname. Just rely on you? You still teach me? It's just wishful thinking!"

"You tm tell me again?!"

"What's the matter if I say it again? You are just wishful thinking!"

"you……"

"Hey, what's the matter? I was away for three hours, why did I miss such a wonderful battle?"

Ji Ling's sudden appearance broke the tense atmosphere. He casually threw the car keys on the table, stepped forward and pulled Ke Ke behind him to control him, and then looked at the circle of humanity surrounding him.

"Why do everyone have such a bad face, what about Feng Yuan and Brother Lin, why don't you bother?"

"Ji Shen, they went to the PAC headquarters with that kid's contract."

Although Ke Ke, who was imprisoned by Ji Ling, was still full of anger, fortunately, he restrained himself and answered Ji Ling's words.

"No wonder you dare to make such a big fuss. Why don't you come to a class representative and tell me what's going on?"

"Ke Ke," Ji Ling turned around and patted him on the shoulder, "Why don't you tell me the cause and effect?"

"Ask him!" Ke Ke gave Jiang Miao a hard look, and said angrily, "His mouth is not clean, and he only speaks to make people angry, so he deserves a beating!"

"You need to clean up! What did I say wrong? Didn't Ji Ling do those things? Everyone wronged him?"

"Still talking!" After a few words, Ke Ke's anger that had just been suppressed rushed up again, "Look at me..."

"Ke Ke, Ke Ke, calm down." Ji Ling quickly stretched out his hand and pulled him back, afraid that he would really move, "Koala, puppet, you two take him away quickly, if you really fight, you will be killed." It's not going to end well!"

"I won't go! You two don't pull me! Ji Shen, I must avenge you today! No, you two let go..."

Ke Ke's cursing voice was cut off as the door of the room was closed, and the other people around him also dispersed. It didn't take long before Jiang Miao and Ji Ling were left beside the sofa.

Ji Ling reached out to pour himself a glass of water, leaned against the sofa and looked at Jiang Miao and said, "Shall we talk?"

The young man's stubborn temper made him subconsciously take a few steps back, and even the tone of his speech was cold: "I have nothing to talk to you about."

With that said, he was about to step away from here.

"What if I want to tell you about the World Championships that year?"

As soon as Ji Ling's words came out, Jiang Miao suddenly stopped, and turned to look at him with more hesitation.

"You actually want to say this?"

"Of course." Ji Ling took a sip of water with a smile, leaned slightly to look at the human being in front of him, and said, "Now, do you still want to talk? After this village, there will be no such shop."

Jiang Miao stood on the spot and looked Ji Ling up and down again, and finally agreed.

"Okay, let's talk about it, I want to see what reason you have!"

"Well, let's go." Saying that, Ji Ling put down his cup, stood up and walked out, Jiang Miao had no choice but to follow.

The two came to the conference room on the second floor of the base and sat separately, looking quite in a negotiation posture.

"I don't have that much patience, so hurry up and say something."

"You're not very young, and you have a strong temper. Then tell me first, why do you want to be a therapist?"

"What does this have to do with you?"

"Of course it matters. You are my substitute now. I have to understand."

"I just think the therapist is flexible and can play new tricks, no," Jiang Miao was a little impatient at this time, "Are you going to tell me or not? If not, I'm leaving!"

While speaking, Jiang Miao was about to get up and open the door to leave.

"Don't worry," Ji Ling knocked on the table, signaling him to sit down, "I'll tell you why I transferred to a therapist."

"Since you hate me so much, you should also know that I used to be an observer."

After returning to China for such a long time, it was the first time that Ji Ling mentioned the past so frankly in front of outsiders.

"You should also know that sniper rifles require extremely high accuracy and stability, and the requirements for professional players are also the highest."

"But, I can't fight."

When Mingming said this, Ji Ling had a smile on his face, but Jiang Miao saw the pain hidden behind for no reason.

As a professional player himself, he certainly knows how important his hands are to them. To be able to leave such a serious scar on his wrist, one can imagine how serious the injury was.

But even so, Ji Ling is still sitting here, becoming the starter of PAC.

The bloody wound was uncovered again, and Ji Ling suddenly found himself numb. The pain seemed to be no longer able to stimulate him, and he didn't even feel the slightest bit.

He raised his hand and took off his right wristband, exposing his hideous scar in front of Jiang Miao.

"See, that's the reason."

"So, don't always be so angry every day." Ji Ling slowly put on the wristband again, and continued, "Play hard while you can play professionally, or you will regret it later, and think about it later." It's too late to make amends."

"Okay, I've finished my words, and you can think about it yourself." After finishing speaking, Ji Ling stood up, opened the door and left and went downstairs, leaving Jiang Miao alone in the conference room.

In the training room, Ji Ling was wearing earphones, waiting for the ranking match, but the thoughts in his mind drifted away unconsciously.

When he exposed his scars to Jiang Miao just now, he didn't feel unbearable or emotionally fluctuated, but why was he so panicked when Gu Yanheng found out that morning?

Why could he tell his past in front of others and pretend to be himself, but fell apart so easily in front of Gu Yanheng?

Or……

Just when Ji Ling was in a trance, the game matching was successful, and the notification sound of entering the map suddenly came to Ji Ling's ears through the earphones, pulling him back from his thoughts in an instant.

The complex emotions that had just arisen also disappeared in the notification tone, and they could no longer be found...

Since Ji Ling talked with Jiang Miao last time, Jiang Miao's attitude towards him has visibly changed.

He used to love to ignore Ji Ling, but now he will give Ji Ling a lollipop, and pour water for him casually, and sometimes even cover Ji Ling's peripheral care.

Naturally, this change cannot escape Ke Ke's discernment, there must be a demon if things go wrong, he thought Jiang Miao was trying to torment Ji Ling in another way.

So no matter what he did, Ke Ke would stare at him, and even sneered at him from time to time.

"Hey, the sun is coming out from the west today, and our famous first mouthpiece will help Jishen take care of the peripherals? Oh, I'm hallucinating, right?"

Surprisingly, Jiang Miao, who has always been unwilling to give in half a step, did not fight back this time, but took care of Ji Ling's peripherals on his own, more at ease than his own equipment.

"You don't have hallucinations, I am indeed nursing Jishen with peripherals."

"Isn't it?" Ke Ke's eyes widened when he heard Jiang Miao called Jishen, "It's so strange that I can hear your kid called Jishen in my lifetime!"

"Hey, let me ask if you were stimulated by something, or..."

"That's all right, all right, no one will treat you as a dumb person if you say a few words less, and it won't make people worry if you say one every day."

Just when Ke Ke was still planning to continue teasing, Feng Yuan suddenly walked into the training room with a stack of materials, and said in a bad tone: "If you have not finished playing, you should finish it quickly, and if you are matching, cancel it. The Weiteng Cup is coming soon." , let's have a meeting in the conference room."

After speaking, Feng Yuan went to the meeting room on the second floor with a bunch of materials. After about 10 minutes, all the starting players and substitutes of PAC finally arrived.

The coach sent them the prepared materials one by one, and then began to analyze them.

"During this transfer period, among the [-] TPL teams including us, a total of [-] teams have undergone personnel changes, and some teams have even changed more than one team, which can be described as a big change."

"The transfer list will be announced on the first day of the Weiteng Cup. Ji Ling, I have already put your name on it."

Ji Ling nodded, indicating that he understood, and signaled the coach to continue.

"Tomorrow afternoon we are going to take promotional photos, and we will all be wearing team uniforms, which will be used as official announcements and personnel displays on the day of the Witten Cup."

"Ji Ling and Jiang Miao's..."

"Don't worry, coach," Feng Yuan said with a worried face, "Theirs are all ready, put them at the door of the room, if there is something inappropriate, we can change it tonight, there is still time."

"Okay, let's do this first. There will be no training match tonight. Everyone go to bed early to look good for tomorrow's photo shoot. Let's go."

As soon as the coach finished speaking, the team members rushed out of the meeting room like wild horses, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ji Ling sat on his seat with his eyes closed and rubbed his temples, then he got up, planning to practice his hand speed and dexterity again.

But just as he walked to the door of the conference room, he suddenly heard Feng Yuan mention his name in a low voice.

Although the voice was extremely weak, it was not a problem for Ji Ling, who had always had excellent hearing.

"Coach, what do you mean by the higher-ups?" Feng Yuan pointed to the information on the table and frowned, looking quite dissatisfied.

"Ji Ling's level is obvious to all of us. Now that the transfer period is coming to an end, at this juncture, give me these moths. What are they trying to do?"

"Feng Yuan, calm down first, this is not something I can make alone."

"What did you guys say when I struggled to bring Ji Ling back? It's definitely the first one, and it's definitely no problem. Now? Ah, you're going to change your mind now that Jiang Miao is here?!"

"Besides, Jiang Miao was discovered by Ji Ling! If Ji Ling didn't exist, we wouldn't even know about Jiang Miao!"

"If you play tricks on me, I won't believe it anymore. I have to talk to those people!"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Yuan picked up the information on the table and was about to go out, but who knows, as soon as he reached the door, he bumped into Ji Ling who heard the whole process.

The author says:

It is about to enter the Weiteng Cup, and the countdown is counting down!

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!