Little handsome guy, don't run away [e-sports]

Those who walk in the business world full of intrigue and deceit all the year round are the most able to figure out people's hearts.

The eyes of each one are as sharp as the eagles flying in the sky, but all the frowns, words and words of those who walk within the line of sight will be collected into the invisible information bank in their brains, Then figure it out from the inside out.

Therefore, when facing Li Molin's cryptic but straightforward question, the fleeting panic in Mingmao's expression could not escape his bright eyes.

Usually, when there is an important meeting, Li Molin would take off the metal-rimmed glasses he usually wears and replace them with invisible ones, and this is what happened to him today, so Ming Mao didn't even want to look at him right now.

Because without that thin layer of lens as isolation, I always feel that he can easily see people's mind from the inside out.

Weird.

"The content of the training should be kept secret, and it is inconvenient to disclose." Now that he knew that he had no advantage in the battle of wits and courage, Mingmao simply began to pretend to be confused, looking down at the pile of things he had sketched on the notebook, and With a careless face, "How can you be a boss without knowing this rule?"

"It's because I'm the boss that I don't need to know these rules." Li Molin said the same thing, and today Li Molin seemed to want to maximize the meaning of this sentence, "Isn't it cat?"

"If you have nothing to do, go away, training is on." Ming Mao began to issue the order to evict the guest, or to be more precise, the order to evict the host.

Li Molin was silent for a while, his eyes slowly and without leaving any traces passed over Ming Mao's serious face, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

To be honest, Li Molin always inadvertently gives Mingmao a sense of both righteousness and evil, making people unable to guess what kind of gossip is in his stomach, only that his mind is always thinking wearing something.

For this kind of person, he doesn't have to worry about getting Alzheimer's all his life. He can only live smarter and smarter. In the end, he may have to find an old monster in the wilderness.

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Just as Ming Mao had expected, Li Molin, who was entangled in important tasks, didn't stop much, let alone make things difficult. He just glanced briefly and greeted the team members before leaving.

Of course, Shen Youzhu was not included in the team... There seemed to be some kind of mysterious tacit understanding between these two people, and no one paid any attention to the other.

"Coach, you seem to be getting close to the boss recently." After Li Molin left, Peng Pai turned around and said to Ming Mao, "Is it possible that you will be promoted to be a manager after this season is over? "

"You can arrange it." Ming Mao lowered his eyes and was still writing in his notebook. He didn't pay any attention to Peng Pai's words and couldn't arouse the slightest interest. "Thank you."

Ordinarily, if it was before, from the aspects of team age to working experience, Mingmao is indeed at the time to climb up, coupled with the shortage of management personnel, some leaders have been thinking about letting Xu Yichen go up to fill in the gaps, so The position of manager Mingmao couldn't be more suitable.

But after what happened this morning, this idea has been completely dispelled in Mingmao's mind, and it still disappeared without a trace, not a single bit left.

Not to mention promotion, it is not impossible for Li Molin to break the contract and fire himself in a fit of anger.

"Coach, you are in a bad mood today," Cheng Yaofei turned around, "The tone of your speech is different."

"No, I'm fine." Mingmao said, raising his head and forced a smile, "You guys have a match on Monday, and there's a training match with TYM tonight, prepare well and don't underestimate the enemy. "

"When it comes to the game...coach, will I still play in the next game?" Pei Hong actually wanted to ask this question a long time ago, and now she finally got a chance, so she started to use the stitches, "My master's injury is almost healed already. Now, why don't you go to the field and practice your hands."

"No rush," Ming Mao said, picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, then frowned from bitterness, "Who is the next game after LS?"

"The next match will be scheduled for next month," Fang Haoman remembers the match most clearly, and he can explain it clearly without looking through the records, "SFG, Xiaoyezi's old club."

Originally, he was casually sitting there with his face on his face, thinking about how the original skin painting of Ye Zhao’s Deep Sea Trek made Illaoi look like a man. When Ye Qian heard the name of the SFG team, his whole body seemed to be touched instantly. Turned around like an electric shock.

Ye Qian has never been in the habit of watching the match schedule. He usually refers to where to play. At most, Ye Qian will only know what kind of person he is going to face in the next match when he has a meeting to analyze tactics and study opponents.

So after hearing the name of the SFG team, Ye Qian's train of thought was interrupted in an instant. Although he knew that such a day would come, Ye Qian felt a little surprised when this day came to him unexpectedly. .

Ming Mao looked calm, raised his eyebrows frivolously, and bit the end of his pen: "Hey, I have a question, if we win the next game, will we be the No. [-] in the Eastern Division and be sent to the playoffs? "

"In theory," Fang Haoman smiled, and tapped the table with his fingertips, "but if SFG wins, they will walk."

Ming Mao nodded when he heard the sound, and then said: "Good steel must be used on the blade. Shen Youzhu will use it when he is in the next game. We have to hide a hand."

After Ming Mao finished speaking, he stood up and stretched.

However, the soreness from the waist reminded Mingmao of what happened last night from time to time. Mingmao pretended nothing happened, but he stopped and sat back down before the lazy stretching.

No one had any objection to Ming Mao's idea, including Ye Qian.

In fact, it doesn't matter to Ye Qian whether Shen Youzhu is superior or not, and he will not believe that Cui Wanqing, who made up for him, will be Shen Youzhu's opponent.

However, in the final analysis, Ye Qian's heart is more looking forward to being able to run through the three paths of SFG with his own strength, and that is really enjoyable.

Liu Xu's crushed expression must be beautiful.

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It was eleven o'clock in the evening when TSG finished training. According to regulations, the players still need to perform live broadcast for two to three hours before they can rest.

When Shen Youzhu went upstairs to put Shen Xiaoke to sleep and then came down to start the live broadcast, Ye Qian had just finished a simple and exciting brawl and got a pentakill with Mundo, so he was in a good mood.

"Xiao Ke is asleep?"

Just as Ye Qian was about to start another shot, he turned his head and saw Shen Youzhu approaching, then turned off the microphone and stopped searching for the game.

Shen Youzhu nodded, rubbed Ye Qian's soft hair with one hand, then slid his palm along his cheeks all the way to his chin, and finally raised his hand teasingly: "Work baby."

A simple move could not escape the camera in front of Ye Qian's capture, and the barrage almost flew up happily.

[Men are big pigs, are you worthy of the masculinity on your bed! ]

[It's started, the eldest lady is gay! ]

[In the spring finals, they were incompatible, but now they got together out of nowhere]

[Tell your stories, okay! ]

[That scar is still shocking, Missy will recover soon, I want to watch you compete]

[Inexplicably feel that Ye Qian is fascinated by Xiaoshou's appearance]

Ye Qian felt that this might be the so-called darkness under the lights, knowing that these fans were just having fun and didn't really know the relationship between him and Shen Youzhu, so naturally he didn't feel too flustered in his heart.

Although he still couldn't hold back, he raised his hand and slapped Shen Youzhu's restless hand lightly.

Shen Youzhu smiled at Ye Qian.

[Want to see Ye Zi and Missy solo]

Ye Qian had just returned his thoughts to the live broadcast room when a barrage like this appeared in front of him inexplicably.

Ye Qian wanted to say just ignore it, but he didn't expect that more and more people followed suit.

[Want to see! ]

[Haven't seen solo for a long time]

[Yezi and Miss have never soloed before]

Ye Qian was so confused that he scratched his head helplessly: "You guys have so many things to do..."

"What's wrong?" Hearing Ye Qian complaining in a low voice, Shen Youzhu leaned over and looked at the screen.

"He's trying to challenge me to a one-on-one fight with someone who doesn't want to be named but has won two All-Star Game soloKing."

"No." Shen Youzhu knew that Ye Qian was talking about himself, so he shook his head and refused without thinking.

"Did you hear that?" Ye Qian raised his face and said to the restless audience in the live broadcast room, "Don't blame me, you young lady is playing big."

[no! ]

[Shen Youzhu, I beg you to be a human being]

[Myth abused me thousands of times, I treat Myth like first love]

[why not!Why! ]

"Someone asked you why you can't do it." Ye Qian smiled and raised his head, tugging at the corner of Shen Youzhu's clothes who was arranging the seat, a little coquettishly.

"Domestic violence is a crime."

Shen Youzhu was also laughed at by Ye Qian's smile, if it weren't for the evil camera and other teammates sitting next to the live broadcast, Shen Youzhu really wanted to push Ye Qian on the chair and kiss him all over.

"Who made domestic violence with you." Ye Qian let go of the corner of Shen Youzhu's clothes immediately after hearing the sound, and patted Shen Youzhu in disgust.

"The main reason is that I dare not win you."

"Say it as if you won."

"Yo, you're still choking on me."

Ye Qian stopped talking, watched as Shen Youzhu sat down and logged in to the account skillfully, and quickly closed the subsequent team formation and friend applications.

Closed and closed, it stopped when it reached one of them.

Turning to look at Ye Qian: "You really came..."

"It's a showdown."

"It was decided when I was on the bed," Shen Youzhu's voice was not too loud, neither fast nor slow, just like wisps of smoke passed into Ye Qian's ears, "You lost, baby."

Similarly, it also reached the ears of tens of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room.

Of course Shen Youzhu did it on purpose, he squinted his eyes, leaned on the table and looked at Ye Qian with his head tilted.

Ye Qian's eyes are wide open and he looks a little cute, "Do you know what you're talking about!" on his forehead are shining brightly.

"Show or you show."

In the end, Ye Qian chose to admit defeat and gave Shen Youzhu a thumbs up.

Except for Ye Qian, no one would think that what Shen Youzhu said was true, and no one would realize that these words were all from Shen Youzhu's heart.

But it was also the playful tone that made Ye Qian's heart skip a beat unconsciously.

It's just that between these words, a notification with special effects suddenly appeared on the screen of Ye Qian's live broadcast room.

King SFGUiyi enters the live broadcast room

King SFGUiyi quits the live broadcast room

Liu Xu...

[Wow, did the ex-teammate actually come to visit the class? ! ]

[Did Liu Xu forget to change the trumpet hahahahaha]

[Stay cute ex, online embarrassment]

For a while, the bullet screen was covered with Liu Xu's name, and the rhythm of the navy came uninvited.

Ye Qian frowned.

Feel something is wrong.