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

After a night of scouring and baptism in a violent storm, what he got in exchange was a sun the size of a millstone in the sky, hanging in the sky so persistently, patiently reminding the creatures 30 kilometers away from him that summer is really real It's here.

Ye Qian sat restlessly in the training room, clutching in his hand a box of soy milk that Cheng Yaofei gave him just now. It was still a little hot when it was delivered, but now it has become normal temperature.

Although he didn't know why Cheng Yaofei went to the cafeteria on such a hot day to ask his aunt to heat the soy milk to the point of burning his mouth, but Ye Qian was still quite moved.

Manager Xu took Hu Yiyao to do pathology slides early in the morning. No one knew when the results would come out, let alone when they would come back.

Shen Youzhu went with them. Apart from the task of being a driver, the more important thing is that Shen Youzhu had previously signed up for a specialist clinic. He was the attending physician who was in charge of performing surgery on him. The queue happened to be today.

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The club strictly followed Hu Yiyao's own wishes and temporarily blocked the news of his illness with the outside media, but forcibly replaced Hu Yiyao's name on the starting list with Ye Qian, without any explanation or explanation.

Just changed it.

After that, no one in the club would have imagined that this act of saying it was not a big deal or a small thing would attract a group of league fans who didn't know the truth and wanted to catch and bite whoever they wanted.

[I found that your team is really awesome now, just found a new player and rushed to push Viber away? ]

[Just after winning the spring split, he turned his face and denied anyone, heh, TSG [bye]. ]

[Has the person who made this arrangement had their brains fertilized by others?No matter how good Light's skills are, he was a mid laner before, so wake up?Really count on him to save the world? ]

[Since Myth injured his hand, the management of this club seems to be out of their minds one by one, speechless. ]

[There is something wrong, I don't understand, did Hu Yiyao provoke some executives of the club?Take away Viber and we won't make an appointment, huh, huh. ]

[Seriously, you'll regret it. ]

And not only TSG's official Weibo, Ye Qian's personal Weibo also shared part of the firepower.

Still a huge portion.

[You better win or get my Viber back [smiles]. ]

[No wonder you can’t stay in SFG, so you like to steal the limelight from others so much, you usually don’t see it at all, and you think you are quite honest. ]

[I don't understand, is it because your family is rich that the management is obedient to you?Otherwise how to explain? ]

[Then now comes the question, how much did Li Molin charge you? ]

[Youth, you will only narrow your path more and more, can you understand? [Smile]. ]

However, no matter how fierce the enemy's artillery fire was, Ye Qian still continued his old habits, showing indifference and indifference to these things that came from the outside world and had nothing to do with his profession.

This can't even be regarded as a silent resistance, Ye Qian just really doesn't care.

At the same time, Ye Qian obediently agreed to Ming Mao that during this special period, he would resist the pressure of public opinion, and wait until Hu Yiyao calmed down a bit, or when his condition was confirmed and he had a systematic treatment method. , Let's go back and discuss these dispensable things for rehabilitating oneself.

Fortunately, this is not a difficult task for Ye Qian.

"Let's train. There are only six of us in the training room today. Relax." Ming Mao probably didn't sleep well that night. The bloodshot eyes in his eyes seemed to be woven by a spider from his aunt. "Now this The lineup is almost the same as the next time we face TNG, the change is really unexpected."

After speaking, he gave a wry smile.

After that, the only response to him was a lifeless silence.

"I can't help it. Now there are no substitutes in the team." Ming Mao took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. "If one of the five of you suffers from health problems before the next game, then we won't even have to play on the field." went."

"Coach..." Pei Hong frowned, as if she didn't want to listen.

"Okay, okay," Ming Mao waved his hand to express that he said something wrong just now, and he really shouldn't spread such negative energy before the game, so he quickly changed the topic, "TNG is our old opponent, think about it the other way around, now It's not a bad thing for us to suddenly come up with a new face and catch them off guard, just to catch them off guard by surprise."

"Coach, you have a really good attitude..."

Fang Haoman didn't even know whether his words could be regarded as a compliment, but he heard a very sincere "Thank you" from Ming Mao.

"TNG's starting mid laner is Lai Ziyi, Pei Hong, you must adjust your status in the last few days," Coach Ming continued to instruct Fang Haoman after responding, "When Shen Youzhu comes back, you should communicate with Shen Youzhu more, come on Ziyi defeated Shen Youzhu in the laning phase last summer."

"that is because……"

"Because the jungler came to the mid lane six times in the early stage." Before Pei Hong finished speaking, Ming Mao continued the words with a helpless face, "You are more active in finding reasons for Shen Youzhu than for yourself. "

"..."

"Then according to what you said, if the jungler doesn't go to your mid lane six times in the early stage of the game, you can blow up the opponent's mid lane?" Ming Mao curled his short bangs on his forehead with his hands, deliberately raised his tone Yin Yang asked angrily.

"No, you can still understand the problem like this?" Pei Hong looked surprised.

Ming Mao shrugged: "Of course, otherwise?"

"I've never played against TNG's bottom lane. The support and AD all came from the youth training... I don't know their hero pool and laning style. Their information in the database is completely 0," Peng Pai wrinkled Frowning, he said calmly and depressedly, "Coach, can we think of a way before the game...even if we collect a little bit of information."

"for example?"

"NYG has played against TNG before, and it is also the only team that has played against TNG since the start of the summer split. Can we arrange a training match before the game?" Peng Pai said.

"Yes, yes, but do you really think it will be useful?" Ming Mao narrowed his eyes, then flipped through his notebook casually.

"I still remember the statistics of that game. The first 25-minute flat push ended, the second 35-minute flat push ended, 2:0, NYG lost all the pants left, oh yes, it seems to have been given before. You have done a replay, what effective information do you really expect a team with such a record to provide us?"

Peng Pai stopped talking.

"You cooperated well with Ye Qian yesterday. If you fight hard, you won't lose to them," Mingmao said flatly, "And you have to think that Ye Qian is also the AD just in the summer split, so they have It doesn’t have more data than we do.”

"I see..." Peng Pai lowered his head and clenched his fists slightly, then called Ming Mao in a low voice, "Coach..."

"Say."

"Old Hu...he will be fine."

Although Ming Mao had already spoken to that extent yesterday, he never dared to expect that Peng Pai and the others would not mention Hu Yiyao's condition today.

Peng Pai and Hu Yiyao are old partners, and they are good roommates who usually live in the same dormitory, so he can best understand what kind of mood he is in now.

"Peng Pai," Ming Mao cleared his throat, and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, "Although I know that what I said is in vain, but in the current situation, you just need to deal with the mess at hand. enough."

"I heard Hu Yiyao calling in the room this morning and saying that he was going to have a pathology section... something benign or malignant..." Peng Pai's tone rose slightly, and his mood fluctuated accordingly, "He has a tumor on his body... …right."

"..."

"Why did you hide it from us?"

"Now is not the time for you to care about these things."

"Why!" Peng Pai slapped the table vigorously, stood up with eyes wide open, and didn't know how long this resentment had been piling up in his heart.

"Just because we want us to settle down and play well, so we can't know the illness of our teammates?!"

"Yes, we are active players now, so we are not human? So we are here just to win the game for you?!"

"Shouldn't you also consider that we are also living beings with thoughts and feelings!? I don't care what you think, but Hu Yiyao is my friend!"

"I understand everything you're saying." Facing the blushing and thick-necked Peng Pai, Ming Mao was much calmer than yesterday, with his arms folded around his chest, waiting for Peng Pai to finish speaking before calming down again. Said, "But baby, the situation you are facing now is that your 'friend' doesn't want you to know his situation, understand?"

When speaking, Ming Mao deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "friend".

"..."

"So please figure it out before you lose your temper. It's not that I want you to win the game..." Ming Mao took a breath, and the rhythm was neither too fast nor too slow, "It's Hu Yiyao's thought."

Just as Ming Mao expected before opening his mouth, Peng Pai remained silent, but his tightly clenched fists did not relax at all.

"Your concern and urgency will only increase the pressure on Hu Yiyao," Ming Mao said while turning his chair to Cheng Yaofei's side, and stopped staring at Peng Pai, lowered his head and flipped through his notebook, "I advise you Save it."

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"It's recovering well, young man. The hook bone is healing very well now. The metacarpal bone will heal a bit slower due to the influence of normal activities, but it's normal. In three and a half months, I can come to remove the steel plate."

In the VIP consultation room, Dr. Wu held up the film he had just taken and nodded repeatedly at the image on it, as if he was looking at his child's perfect test paper.

"Two days ago, Dr. Qiao told me that according to this healing speed, I will be able to play this month." Shen Youzhu smiled lazily at Dr. Wu with his face on his hands.

"Oh yes," Dr. Wu raised his eyes upon hearing the sound, "Does Dr. Qiao always tend to drop his tone of voice when he says you're lying?"

"Tsk." Shen Youzhu raised his eyebrows.

"You really want to go to the competition so much, why did you go so early?" Dr. Wu put the film back into the bag, and pushed it in front of Shen Youzhu, "Bumping your hand against the wall, isn't it right?"

"If you say that about me, you are not afraid that I will make up for it all from your son when I play in the future."

"Go get it quickly," Dr. Wu waved his hand, with an indifferent expression on his face, "Recently, his father has been fighting with him again, so he must retire quickly and come back to the company for training, so that he can take over in the future."

"Then what do you think?" Shen Youzhu asked.

"What else do I think? My son has said it himself before, with a mountain like you pressing him down, he will never be able to get ahead in his life, but he still wants to argue with his father." Doctor Wu said, unable to bear it. Zhu Zhu sighed, "You two have a good relationship, and you help me educate him when it's okay, and it's not too short to play a job, it's almost enough."

"It's better to come early than coincidentally. It happens to be a game against their club next week." Shen Youzhu smiled pointedly, "It's a pity that I can't play, I can't teach, if..."

"Don't come here. I told you that it is impossible to let you play, but I can't let you play. I don't rush to educate my son for a while."

"You really can hold your breath." Shen Youzhu stood up, took the film away, and frowned unconvinced, "I'm fine in training now, what's the matter with the last game?"

"It's not the same thing as whether you can hold your breath. Your training is not high-intensity training. You can stop it at any time. If you are on the court with your character, you will be damned if you can stop." Doctor Wu waved his hand, "Hey, you How is mom doing recently? Is she in the hospital or at home?"

"The situation is not stable recently. I have a heart problem and I am still in the hospital."

"Ah...every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite."

"Don't worry about me," Shen Youzhu laughed at Dr. Wu's frowning expression, "There are still people queuing up behind me, I have to go first."

"Okay, if you feel uncomfortable in your hands during this time, please contact me."

"it is good."

Shen Youzhu nodded, and then walked out quickly.

While waiting for the elevator in the corridor, a call came suddenly, and the name on the caller ID was Lai Ziyi.

Shen Youzhu smacked his lips and pressed the answer button, thinking that these two girls really have one heart.

After answering the phone, the voice over there sounded like he had just woken up.

"Are you sick after seeing it?"

"Well, I see that my aunt has cut her hair. It looks better than when she had long hair before."

"Yo, I just finished cutting it yesterday and she said she looked like an old lady." Lai Ziyi laughed for a long time on the phone, "You are his real son."

"I dare not be."

"There's nothing to be afraid of. Marry me, and you won't be able to call her mother if you don't want to in the future."

"If you talk like that again, I'll hang up."

"Hey don't," Lai Ziyi immediately panicked when he heard Shen Youzhu's words, because he knew that Shen Youzhu's words were definitely not for fun, "I have something to tell you."

"Say."

"After the game between our two teams next week, let's go out and have a meal. Didn't you say you want to thank me?"

"Thank you for what?"

"My mother performed such a good operation on you, if you don't thank me, who will you thank?"

Lai Ziyi's tone was quite righteous, and Shen Youzhu frowned: "Listen to yourself, is what you say is human?"

"Don't worry, I have to rub it anyway, it's okay to thank my mother."

"It's not impossible," Shen Youzhu lifted up the bag of CT scans and looked at it intentionally or unintentionally, but he couldn't find anything, and muttered in his mouth, "But it's agreed in advance that I have to bring someone and me together."

"Why, are you afraid that I'll get you drunk and put you on the table or something?" When Lai Ziyi was speaking, there was a sound of water, and he should have gotten out of bed to wash up.

Shen Youzhu put the film down, and tilted his head: "From the moment you said you got me drunk, I knew that you probably didn't wake up."

"..." Lai Ziyi originally planned to respond passionately, but after thinking twice, he obediently shut up and said, "No, you... who are you going to take with you?"

"Don't worry about it." Shen Youzhu said, "Anyway, I can't see you alone now."

"Are you in love?" On the other side of the phone, Lai Ziyi's tone became obviously tense, "Damn, don't you Shen Youzhu, it's too soon."

"You decide the place, I'll treat you." After Shen Youzhu finished speaking, he heard the elevator in front of him "ding--".

"I'm on the elevator, bye~"