The whole competition circle thinks I am a stand-in [E-sports]

C city, SY base.

A man in a coffee-colored polo shirt with a cropped head leaned sideways, pushed open the glass door of the base, and squeezed into the cool hall from the hot summer outside. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Team Mu." A familiar and steady voice came from beside him, and Mu Ran subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.

One person was leaning on the front desk table, with both elbows resting on the table as a fulcrum, he gestured to Mu Ran for the vegetables in both hands: "Now the captain of SY wants to buy vegetables himself?"

"Yuehui and Qinglan both said they wanted to eat braised pork, but they thought the club canteen didn't taste good."

"I'm used to it." The man snorted, with a bad tone: "These brats just played a game with outrageous food, and they still want you to cook something delicious?"

Mu Ran put down the ingredients in both hands, rubbed her hands unnaturally, showing a little nervousness: "Team Ya."

Wu Ya raised his hand: "Don't call me that, I'm not your captain now."

He looked at Mu Ran who was visibly nervous, and said "tsk" helplessly: "Don't be nervous, I didn't train you. Your kid is doing well now, the strongest commander in the alliance."

Mu Ran glanced at Wu Ya's right hand: "How is Team Ya's hand now?"

Hearing this, Wu Ya raised his right hand and rubbed the root of his middle finger with the other hand: "That's it, I still apply hot compresses every day... But my thumb is fine, and I can use my mobile phone to type." .”

Wu Ya raised his eyebrows frivolously, and imitated his action of playing games with his mobile phone with two thumbs.

"It's better not to fight, if you didn't listen to me at the beginning, you wouldn't have tenosynovitis." Mu Ran looked at Wu Ya in disapproval, "What is Ya team here for?"

"Oh." Wu Ya uttered a meaningless modal particle, and shamelessly rubbed up: "I'm also greedy for your braised pork."

Mu Ran: "..."

"Also masturbation dropped A again, I came here to beat these disobedient boys." Wu Ya bent down and picked up the ingredients on the ground with his left hand, threw them to the boy at the front desk, and walked to the training room with Mu Ran .

"In the next game against Mars, our pre-match advantage is not obvious, but we have some disadvantages." Mu Ran stood in front with a serious expression: "We came down from Group S, which has six teams in total, and Group B Except for one technology team, there are only three teams left, and with zero seals in the slot match, very little was exposed."

"But judging from what they have shown so far, their main force is the two newcomers this season, Marshal and Shen's midfield linkage. The two sides are weak, and we just need to pay attention to the support of the middle lane."

Yuehui raised his hand: "Then we play the third route, is the best way to fight Mars?"

Mu Ran shook his head: "Three routes are easy to say, but it is not easy to achieve. Our current strength is not yet able to do this."

Everyone in SY looked at each other, with some displeasure on their faces.

Wu Ya sat on the side, holding a cup of hot water in his hand, acting like an old man in the village, he smacked his lips, then shook his head: "Low EQ."

"..." Mu Ran pursed her lips and looked over at him.

"Aren't you convinced?" Wu Ya widened his eyes, put the cup in his hand aside, stood up and ordered one by one.

"You, Yuehui, your mid laner is a team type, is it suitable for playing solo with others? Yes, I know you don't think you are good at soloing with others, but why don't you use your strengths to play against the opponent?"

"You, Qiongkong, you're playing the battle side. You think you can beat the opponent, but what if the opponent doesn't fight with you? He plays a stinky tank side. It's as smelly and hard as a stone in a toilet. If you have the skills to fight, you might as well fight in a group."

"And you, Heyang." Wu Ya knocked on the lid of his water glass, thinking for a while: "You are a shooter, you are good at that kind of slow shooting, then you just wait for your teammates to come, are you Noble Dashe, Phantom God, what kind of group do you want you to come and open in person?"

The noble Huan Shen and Yang nodded reservedly: "Mars' shooter Yun Ting is an old You She, and the treatment of You She should not be the same as that of Huan Shen."

Mu Ran: "..."

Wu Ya stretched his neck, signaling to Mu Ran.

"Sigh." Mu Ran sighed, touched his hard-core, compromised and said: "Team Ya didn't become an assistant coach in SY, it's really a waste of talent, the understanding of SY is no less than that of the current captain. "

"It's so boring to recuperate at home, it's good to watch the game." Wu Ya sat back in his original place with his water glass in his arms contentedly.

"Then our tactic is to limit roaming in the middle, and then?" Qing Lan asked.

Mu Ran: "Then keep the shooter, just like Team Ya said, our slow shooter... Phantom God is the core of the team, and we need to follow him to play. As long as we limit the rhythm of the opponent's middle lane, we can break the opponent's mid-field linkage. Rhythm."

"However, the arena is changing rapidly, and if there are changes and adjustments are required, you can just follow my instructions." Mu Ran said with a straight face, "The loss of control like last time is not allowed to happen again, especially you Qinglan. "

Seeing that she was mentioned, Qing Lan pursed her lips and remained silent.

"It's not too bad. They will definitely make tactics based on the last game situation, and it may become our breakthrough point at that time. Okay, the coach will come to announce the training later, pay attention to discipline." Mu Ran glanced up. Looking at his team members, he couldn't help but sigh: "I bought the ingredients for braised pork, and I'll make it for you at noon."

All members of SY cheered.

-

The room was filled with moisture, Qin Zhiyu stretched out his hand and opened the door, and came out of the bathroom.

He wiped off all the drops of water on his body, and dried his hair with a towel. As soon as he went out, he saw Shi Shen sitting at the table, staring intently at the laptop in front of him.

Qin Zhiyu put the towel in his hand on his shoulders, and sat on the bed next to Shi Shen: "The boss is still processing company documents?"

When she took a deep breath, the tip of her nose was filled with the aroma of Qin Zhiyu's shower gel. The two of them went to the mall to pick out this shower gel today. The shopping guide persuaded Qin Zhiyu with her perfect tongue.

It seems that I didn't tell a lie. It really is a pungent aroma, but it has a milky, sweet aroma.

One wonders if he himself tasted the same way.

Shi Shen looked calm and reserved on the surface, but his mind secretly drifted to the horizon. He also forgot which line he saw in the document in front of him. He cleared his throat, and said in a hoarse voice: "Soon."

Qin Zhi saw that his ear tips were red, and took out the remote control of the air conditioner that was placed next to him, and thoughtfully lowered the temperature for the boss.

Shi Shen heard the voice and looked over, frowning and persuading: "You just took a shower, the temperature is too low and you will catch a cold easily."

Qin Zhiyu added a piece of clothes to himself. The milky white shirt covered his bare/naked legs. Not only did it not look dark, but it made his legs look whiter. He heard the boss's breathing sounded louder.

"Boss, are you hot?" Qin Zhiyu approached Shi Shen, and whispered to him, "Don't worry about me, I can get under the bed by myself when I'm cold."

The small cinnabar mole on Qin Zhiyu's face just added a bit of indescribable charm to his original youthful face. It was difficult for him to maintain normal thinking.

But he didn't regret that he lived in the same dormitory with Qin Zhiyu, otherwise if it was someone else, he would feel even worse.

"No." Shi deeply bit a piece of soft flesh on his lips, and rejected Qin Zhiyu's guess, he closed his eyes and said, "If you're sleepy, go to bed first, I still have a while, in case you don't get up again in the morning .”

"No hurry." Qin Zhiyu pulled off his clothes, sat in a standard cross-legged sitting posture, and then wrapped the whole thing up with his clothes.

He learned this posture from Changxing, and it can perfectly reduce the area of ​​the legs, so that he will not be afraid of the cold.

He took out two pieces of paper from under the pillow, and while studying, he said to himself: "This SY is also a new team, but it has played a total of seven games, and it has more experience than us."

"I am the only one with the least experience in kpl competitions." Shi Shen said calmly.

"That being said, you were also fought by the K armor, so it's almost the same." Qin Zhiyu comforted him calmly, his mind was full of how to win the next round.

"Our current style of play still has too many flaws. As long as they study it, they will understand that our mid-field linkage is too easy to dismantle. You are a jungler, and they can't limit you, but my position is too easy to limit."

"So?" Shi Shen turned to look at Qin Zhiyu.

"So we have to change our style of play." Qin Zhiyu sneered, showing some of General's usual scheming smile: "Back then you became famous for playing games, not just because you were a good mid laner."

Hearing Qin Zhiyu's words, Shi Shen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. No one knows General's strength and tricks better than him, an avid fan.

Ever since he heard the news of General's misfortune, he never expected to see such a high-spirited Qin Zhiyu again in his life. Fortunately, God blessed him and really returned him to him.

Shi Shen: "You are the captain, and I will listen to you."

Qin Zhiyu couldn't listen to the captain's words. In Mars, the captain does not mean the leader, but a string of unlucky titles such as old lady and unlucky son. I have to assign tasks to me, and let me supervise everyone to complete the training, which is boring and wastes time...he has to arrange more tasks for me."

"That's it." From Qin Zhiyu's words, Shi Shen sensed some of the reasons why Qin Zhiyu was unhappy about being "promoted". He turned off his laptop, looked up and said, "I'm the boss, so it's okay to give my idol some privileges." Share it? It doesn't matter, you can let me be your assistant, and all the hard work and offending work will be entrusted to me."

"?" Qin Zhiyu glanced at Shi Shen curiously. It's not common for the boss to be happy, and it's not common for the boss to smile. I don't know what happened today. The boss is actually in such a good mood, and even took the initiative to ask for work.

He cleared his throat and acted like a leader: "Okay, then I'll do what I can and give you half of my captain's privilege."