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

After Ye Qian packed up his things, he rested for a while, then went out to the training room to gather with his teammates.

Shen Youzhu should have gone out two or ten minutes ago, without saying hello to Ye Qian, he put San Bi Ling in the living room on his own initiative, and he didn't know where to find a small furry cushion for it to lie on.

When Ye Qian came out, he saw San Bi Ling rolling and stretching on the mat.

"You said that if you go to play with someone else for a while, you have to get out on a mat..." Ye Qian frowned and muttered three to zero in a slightly reproachful tone, "It's all covered with your hair."

"Meow~"

Three Biling disapprovingly rolled around on the mat, then sat up nimbly, licked his mouth with his tongue, and the beard around his mouth moved accordingly.

"Don't ask for other people's things next time, you know?" Ye Qian chattered to Three to Zero, as if he was educating his own children, "If you like daddy to buy for you, you always take other people's money, isn't it obvious that you want daddy to owe others?" Is it human?"

Three Biling ignored him, blinked at Ye Qian, then turned around and began to lick his hair calmly, completely ignoring Ye Qian's words.

"Forget it... I can't explain it to you." Ye Qian changed his shoes with a speechless face, turned around and made a face at [-] Bi Zero, and then opened the door and went out.

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The training room of TSG's "League of Legends" branch is on the first floor, and it can be regarded as the most luxurious and conspicuous training room in the entire club.

Once you enter the hall and walk two steps inside, you can see the glass door with the TSG team logo and League of Legends on it.

Looking at the past few years, the results of other branches of the TSG club are actually not good. "Overwatch" stopped at the top [-] in the World Cup, "Glory of the King" stopped at the top eight, and "Hearthstone" won the runner-up. Generally speaking, it is not as prosperous as the "League of Legends" branch, so the best training room is given to these few people, and others can't fault it.

People are more popular than people, this is no trick.

Ye Qian went to the door and knocked on it twice. After hearing Ming Mao say "Please come in", he opened the door and walked in. He found that apart from Shen Youzhu, Pei Hong, Fang Haoman and Coach Ming, everyone else was still there. did not arrive.

"Is everything sorted out?"

Coach Ming was standing next to Shen Youzhu and Fang Haoman at that time, leaning against the table next to Shen Youzhu and chatting with the two of them, when he looked up and saw Ye Qian coming in, he involuntarily turned his attention to Ye Qian.

"Well, it's sorted out." Ye Qian nodded to Coach Ming.

"I brought back your team uniform and new peripherals and put them in your place," Mingmao said, pointing to the place next to Pei Hong, "You try on the jacket first to see if it fits well. fit."

"it is good."

Speaking of which... Ye Qian seems to suddenly be unable to remember how he dealt with the SFG uniforms before.

I didn't seem to see it when I packed my luggage at home, and there was nothing in the suitcase just now...

Did it accidentally drop it somewhere?Or did I forget it at the MSI hotel?

Similarly, Ye Qian clearly remembers the excitement he felt when he first put on the SFG team uniform... On the other hand, until now, he doesn't even remember where he threw the team uniform .

This feeling that time has passed and things are different makes Ye Qian feel extremely complicated in his heart.

Ye Qian put the jacket on his body, and it fit just right. The light and thin material did not have the heavy feeling that the team uniform jacket always had.

"It's not bad," Ming Mao looked at it from the side, and smiled, "When I brought it here, I thought it would be too big for you to wear."

"It's much better than Fang Haoman's clothes." Pei Hong held his face, "I have long said that our team's uniforms are particularly unfriendly to people with dark skin, and the lining is even darker."

"Hey, you have to go around here." Fang Haoman turned around and looked at Pei Hong.

Ye Qian didn't speak, took off his coat and put it aside, ready to go back and wash it before putting it on again.

"After a while, we will have a meeting when everyone is here. Tomorrow, we will submit the personnel information for the summer competition to the higher-ups. Although there are not many changes, we still need to write the PR draft in a more orderly manner. We are now advocating the professionalization of e-sports, especially It is these trivial things that must not be neglected." Ming Mao said while looking down at the notebook.

"Manager Xu Yichen, coach Ming Mao, team leader Zhou Hechen, translator Liu Can...Actually speaking, everyone should focus on Ye Qian. Ye Qian participated in the S9 Summer Split as a substitute AD, not a mid laner. You have to negotiate with the staff who wrote the article in advance."

When Ming Mao said this, Pei Hong suddenly turned to look at Ye Qian.

Such an arrangement in the team is not only a kind of encouragement but also a kind of pressure for Pei Hong.

A rookie mid laner whose skill level is obviously higher than his own is assigned to the bottom lane as a substitute. This is obviously to see Pei Hong's on-the-spot performance in the next summer split.

Pei Hong is willing to regard this as a way for the team to express their trust in herself.

"Hey Ye Qian, I heard you have an older brother." Fang Haoman turned his chair around and looked at Ye Qian, "Did you drive you here just now?"

"what--"

Hearing Fang Haoman's question, Ye Qian knew in his heart that Pei Hong must have said it in the training room just now.Suddenly thinking that Ye Zhao must have said something unreasonable and offended Pei Hong, the shame on his face could not be concealed instantly, and he nodded awkwardly: "Yes."

"Hey, Yeqian, let me tell you that my cousins ​​in my hometown are also twins, but they only look alike when they were young, and they will look like two tomorrow when they go to college." Obviously, Fang Haoman didn't intend to offend Pei Hong on Ye Zhao. Fang Xiangyin, it is possible that Pei Hong just told them that he met Ye Zhao, but did not say what Ye Zhao said.

"What's your brother's name?" Fang Haoman asked again.

"Ye Zhao." Ye Qian replied, and probably guessed what Fang Haoman would ask next, so he continued, "The painters are not from our circle..."

Hearing what Ye Qian said, Pei Hong finally secretly understood what Ye Zhao meant when he said so much.

The resistance to Ye Zhao in my heart can be regarded as a little less.

"It is said that twins have telepathy, hey Yeqian, do you think you and your brother have telepathy?"

Ye Qian was taken aback when he heard the sound.

"No... maybe."

In fact, Ye Qian has been asked this question more than once. Sometimes someone asked him alone, and sometimes relatives and friends at home dragged the two of them to ask together, but no matter what, Ye Qian’s answer would always be "" "No" is followed by a "bar".

It's as if the expository text deliberately doesn't talk to death in order to show its rigor.

Ye Qian has never understood telepathy, and he doesn't know what it feels like, but he still clearly remembers playing cards with his family during festivals when he was a child, until the end of the game, only Ye Zhao and himself were left. When each of them was holding five or six cards, the two threw their hands into the discard pile at the same time.

Then Ye Qian pointed to Ye Zhao, saying that he lost, Ye Zhao didn't deny it, but deliberately played sloppy in order to avoid being hit by a brainstorm, shuffling the cards while giggling.

But if you had to ask Ye Qian why he felt this way, why he knew that Ye Zhao had lost, Ye Qian couldn't say it himself.

"You're pretty good. If something happens in the future, you can let your brother pretend to be you to play in the game." Fang Haoman smiled and tilted his head, "It's like accidentally punching yourself against the wall with your fist An accident like breaking a bone... hey, fuck me!"

Fang Haoman didn't even finish speaking here, Shen Youzhu threw a pack of empty cigarette cases directly on his head, and saw the cigarette case bounced from the Tianling cover and fell into the trash can next to it with precision.

Ye Qian froze for a moment, then looked at Shen Youzhu as if he understood something, then at Fang Haoman, and then at Shen Youzhu's hand.

"Hey, let's just chatter, don't think about it blindly," Shen Youzhu, who sensed something was wrong, quickly stretched out his hand and shook his finger at Ye Qian twice, "Don't think about it blindly."

Ye Qian meaningfully nodded at Shen Youzhu twice, his expression was obviously saying "I wonder what you can do to me?"

"Hey Yeqian, where's your cat?" Ming Mao raised his head from his notepad and asked.

"Upstairs," Ye Qian said, pointing to the ceiling, "I want to let it adapt to the environment first, and be quiet for a while."

"What's the name?"

"..."

Ever since he was a child, Ye Qian never felt that any question about names would be as difficult to answer as today.

If he had known that such a day would come, Ye Qian would never have given such an unlucky name to Three Biling.

After hesitating for a long time, Ye Qian finally said with a "frank and lenient" face: "Three to zero."

"what?"

"Tsk."

"What" was asked by Ming Mao and Fang Haoman in unison, and "tsk" was the strange sound made by Shen Youzhu, who looked at Ye Qian playfully after he finished tsk.

"I lost the game at the time, and I just picked it up on the way home... I picked it up casually."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head, and sure enough, he saw that Shen Youzhu's smile became even more cheerful, his eyes were narrowed into a line, and his face was resting on his hands.

Ye Qian couldn't stop wanting to swish his mouth and thrash him to death.

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The other team members, managers, team leaders, analysts and other staff arrived one after another after 10 minutes.

The newly renovated training room is not as empty as it was in the black and white tones before. Instead, it is full of miscellaneous decorative objects and hanging paintings.

After a few people sit together, it is more like a family sitting around the fireplace in winter to keep warm.

It's just that according to the display of the location, Ming Maode is the fireplace.

Meetings attended by Manager Xu were never short. It took half an hour just to welcome Ye Qian's statement and the pre-match mobilization for the season game before getting to the point.

In the past few seasons, TSG has always entered the World Championship as the No. [-] seed of the LPL, so this time in the summer split, TSG has no reason to give up this throne to others.

Ye Qian didn't feel any pressure, on the contrary, a kind of excitement that he had never felt before hit his heart in an instant.

Because according to the previous lottery, TSG and SFG were finally assigned to the same group in the summer split, which means that in the next month, even if Ye Qian is not arranged to play, he still has the opportunity to see his old team Being tortured by blood.

If the shit is not beaten out by him, he will clean it up.