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

Hu Yiyao's operation is scheduled for next week, and it will be carried out in the city's No. [-] Hospital.

The results of the pathological section showed benign, which was considered a blessing among misfortunes, but even so, Hu Yiyao's current situation was still not optimistic.

In the doctor's words, although the tumor on Hu Yiyao's waist is benign, it is not small in size, and now it has symptoms of nerve compression. Compared with ordinary tumor resection, the difficulty of surgery can be said to be overturned. Doubling up, a little carelessness may even cause paralysis.

Fortunately, the doctor in charge of operating Hu Yiyao this time is a well-known surgeon throughout the country. He graduated with a doctorate and often publishes papers in foreign medical journals.

It is said that usually his account is absolutely impossible to get on, and the reason why Hu Yiyao can catch up this time is because of good luck on the one hand, and on the other hand, because Li Molin went there personally after knowing about this matter. After making some arrangements, under the premise of complying with the regulations, Hu Yiyao's operation was abruptly inserted.

And one more thing I have to mention is that the night before Hu Yiyao's surgery happened to be the day when TSG and TNG were playing.

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It's four forty-five.

Ye Qian sat blankly on the seat in the lounge, his eyes were emptied as if his soul had been sucked out by something.

But this seems to be his normal state before each game, so calm that it is unpredictable.

"After a while, Peng Pai, you must pay more attention to the middle lane. Lai Ziyi's style of play has changed recently. In this game, he is likely to give up his online advantage to play support. When the time comes, Pei Hong, your signal must be good. , Don’t let them take advantage of such a small loophole.”

"Fang Haoman is the deputy conductor in this game. Pay attention that when you communicate with each other, you must speak one by one. Don't shout. The more you shout, the more chaotic. In the competition, whoever has the loudest voice is not right."

While giving them the last instructions before the game, Ming Mao quickly replied to Manager Xu on his mobile phone.

Hu Yiyao's parents were on the plane this afternoon, and they just arrived in City M 10 minutes ago. After Xu Yichen picked them up from the airport, they went straight to the hospital.

Although the operation will be performed tomorrow, Hu Yiyao has to go to the hospital for observation one day in advance. All routine items such as blood pressure, heart rate, and body temperature need to be monitored for 24 hours to ensure that Hu Yiyao's body is in a relatively normal state when he undergoes surgery tomorrow. state.

In Hu Yiyao's own words, it is more rigorous than watching a prisoner.

"The one in their bottom lane...that Mount, Song Bingyang and I took a look yesterday, the hero pool is not too deep, the main players are Cannon and Mouse, they are not too strong heroes in this version online, Ye Qian and Peng Pai You two don't need to think too much."

"Huh?" Ye Qian, who was in a daze, suddenly heard Ming Mao calling him, quickly raised his head, and found that it didn't seem to be a question that he needed to answer, so he nodded embarrassingly and remained silent.

"The big heart of the alliance really deserves its reputation..." Cheng Yaofei beside him couldn't help but sighed with a smile, "Being dazed before the game? Don't you still think that you are a substitute, boss Qian..."

"No..." Ye Qian lowered his head and picked his hand, lowered his voice and muttered to himself, which could be regarded as arguing for himself, "I don't like to wait... I like to be dazed and sleepy when I wait."

"There are still 10 minutes to play, so you won't have long to wait," Ming Mao heard Ye Qian's words, and reminded him, "If you need to go to the toilet, go quickly, and if you don't want to go to the toilet, you need to make adjustments."

"Coach," Peng Pai finally couldn't sit still when he heard Ming Mao say that, "That's all you want to tell us?"

Ming Mao felt as if he had seen such a stubborn little flame burning in Peng Pai's pupils, and he knew in his heart what he was waiting for him to say.

Hu Yiyao disappeared from the base suddenly this morning. To Ming Mao, it wasn't sudden or disappearing, but to other people who didn't feel the slightest bit of emotion, it was definitely considered a disappearance without knowing where he was going.

Peng Pai held back his face for a whole day without asking any more questions, just hurriedly preparing for today's game, but now that he was about to play, Peng Pai couldn't hold back anymore.

That tone was stuck in his throat and he couldn't get it up or down.

Mingmao could feel the urgency and tension in his heart.

There was silence for a while, and after confirming that everyone's attention had been focused on this matter in unison and no one was going to the toilet, Ming Mao finally chose to speak.

"Of course I can tell you," Mingmao's tone was calm, his eyes quickly swept over each of them, "but now there are less than 10 minutes before the game, I...or Hu Yiyao himself, I don’t want this to affect your performance on the field.”

"Hu Yiyao told me personally that now that the competition system has changed, every point in the group stage is very important, and I don't want to disturb you because of my own affairs."

"So what you want to express now is that if you don't say it now, we can play happily and freely on the court in the future?" Peng Pai's voice was a little trembling, and he took two steps forward eagerly, and he didn't know what he was going to do. What to do, "Huh? Is that what you mean?"

Ever since he found out that Hu Yiyao was ill, Ming Mao and Peng Pai had confronted each other tens of thousands of times.

Peng Pai is young and energetic, and has an impulsive personality. Now that his friend is involved, he can't restrain his temper even more. If he has to use a song to describe his state these days It is "Flammable and Explosive".

So Ming Mao completely surrendered, he couldn't stand Peng Pai like this.

"Hu Yiyao is going to have an operation tomorrow," Ming Mao said. "There is a certain risk. The tumor in the waist is resected. If the operation fails, it will lead to paralysis. Li Molin used his family relationship to ask Professor Liu of the Cardiothoracic Surgery Department of the City's First Hospital to perform the operation. He is now in the inpatient ward 14 Bed 14123 in the oncology department of the building is staying in the hospital for observation. Take subway line [-] and transfer to line [-]. Go out at Exit D, turn left and cross a crossroad. When you look up, you can see that the tallest white building is the inpatient building of the No. [-] Hospital of the city. What else do you want to ask? Is it?"

Ming Mao spoke this passage smoothly as if he was reciting his mouth, and he didn't even catch his breath halfway through.

After he finished speaking, everyone in the lounge was silent, except Mingmao let out a long breath, as if letting go of something that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time.

"Do you think I really want to hide it from you?" Seeing that everyone was silent, Ming Mao stood up from his seat with a cold snort, looked down at the group of people, and finally locked his eyes on Peng Pai, "I don't know what these things are. I don’t know how long I’ve been brewing in my heart, I’ve been urging you all the time.”

After finishing speaking, he turned around and opened the door and walked out.

After a heavy closing sound, the room once again fell into a deathly silence.

Peng Pai, who was extinguished by Ming Mao's pot of water just now, instantly softened like a piece of strawberry-flavored marshmallow.

He rubbed his hands, raised his head and looked around: "Just now, which ward did you say you came from?"

"Oncology Department 14 on the 1412th floor..." After Shen Youzhu answered lightly, he raised his head to look at Peng Pai, "You will apologize to Coach Ming after the competition."

"I know you care about Lao Hu, but you have been too aggressive towards our coach these days," Fang Haoman couldn't help but said beside him, "That means our coach has a good temper, and someone else..."

"I see." Peng Pai also stood up, picked up his keyboard and mouse from the table, "I will apologize after the game."

"That's good." Fang Haoman said.

"Let's go, let's go to the competition." Cheng Yaofei waved his hand aside and stood up, "After the competition, we can discuss about going to the hospital to see Lao Hu."

"Um……"

The team members in the waiting room walked out of the door one by one, Ye Qian was the last one, just about to lift his legs to go out but was grabbed by Shen Youzhu.

"What are you doing..." Ye Qian turned his eyes round and looked back at Shen Youzhu who was holding him.

At this time, the two analysts, Zhou Liang and Song Bingyang, were still in the training room. Although they didn't look in this direction, Ye Qian became nervous all of a sudden.

He was really not sure if Shen Youzhu would suddenly suffer from some kind of illness at this time.

"Ye Qian~"

Shen Youzhu's voice was as mean as ever.

"Damn, what are you talking about?"

For a long time, Ye Qian's well-known special ability was that he was never nervous before the game, but now that he was being teased by Shen Youzhu, he suddenly felt that he was about to have a sinus tachycardia.

"Two 10 minutes flat push, okay..." Shen Youzhu asked gently.

"why?"

"I miss you."

"..."

Ye Qian remained silent, looking up at Shen Youzhu's deep eyes: "You are so coquettish."

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When Ye Qian took his peripherals and ran out blushing all the way to keep up with the big troops, he clearly heard the cheers that were louder and louder than the stage.

Coming to the arena again, this feeling is both strange and familiar to Ye Qian.

The audience was still dark and chaotic. Although there was nothing about Shen Youzhu this time, there were support signs with Shen Youzhu's name everywhere in the auditorium, no less than when Shen Youzhu was present.

Even the biggest banner pulled out from the back of the auditorium belonged to Shen Youzhu. It is said that seven or eight fans rented a car together to transport this banner. The director specially gave a few extra shots for this.

"The opponent bans Jax first? Bans Braum second."

During the BP session, Mingmao’s personal emotions didn’t seem to be disturbed by what happened in the waiting room just now, and he wrote a little bit in his notebook: “They should take promises when they go on the road, ban it .”

"Oh good." Cheng Yaofei obeyed obediently, "Then I will use Kogas or..."

"Look again, anyway, you are the second player, so why panic?" Coach Ming pushed down his glasses, and his whole person showed an indescribable shrewdness and ability.

"The third hand banned Ryze."

"Knock them out of the jungle."

"Mantis?"

"Qinggangying, little genius," Ming Mao said, and tapped the back of Fang Haoman's head with a pen, "You pig."

As a result, this scene was directly filmed by the director, causing screams like a storm on the field.

Although I don't know the reason for this commotion, but according to a reliable guess, it probably has something to do with a fan novel about [-]丨ban man X Mao that once became popular in the alliance circle.

The exact same bridge as in the text reappears in the three-dimensional, and it must evoke some pleasant memories for people.

What I have to mention is that Shen Youzhu played a fair-skinned and beautiful scheming bitch in this fanfic but would do anything to get Fang Haoman.

Brilliant.

"Is it okay for the bot lane female gun Gablon to play a set of burst?" Ming Mao didn't notice the gradually gay audience, his eyes fell directly on the screen, "They assisted in locking Tam ...It should be the mouse."

"Will this arrangement make it difficult to fight in the later stage? The R skill of the female gun will be clicked to death by the mouse..."

"It's over if you don't restrict development until the late stage." Ming Mao raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't quite understand what Peng Pai was afraid of. "Or I suggest that AD can choose Kog'Maw?"

"Kogmaw," Ye Qian pressed his knuckles twice, "it's easier to hit with long hands."

"Little Qianqian show them off!" After helping Ye Qian lock Kogmow without a word, Fang Haoman yelled very boldly, "Did you see the mid laner on the other side? Just fuck him and we'll be done!"

Ye Qian didn't understand where Fang Haoman's sudden self came from. He blinked and asked curiously, "Why?"

"Report by real name that this person is going to steal your husband." Fang Haoman took a sip of the coffee he just brought from the lounge, "If you don't fuck him, he will fuck your little Zhuzhu after he steps off the stage."

"?"

"If you don't speak, no one will sell you as dumb." Before Ye Qian could fully react, Ming Mao quickly raised his hand and elbowed Fang Haoman's neck, "Shut up."

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Ye Qian didn't quite understand what Fang Haoman meant when he said this, but then he suddenly thought of something that happened a long time ago in his mind.

At that time, Ye Qian had not officially entered TSG as a player, but just followed the TSG team to the MSI Mid-Season Invitational to play soy sauce as a sparring partner.

When I was on the plane, Ye Qian was sitting in front of Shen Youzhu, and I heard Shen Youzhu and Fang Haoman chatting behind me. Come over to Ziyi.

Ye Qian had faced Lai Ziyi more than once when he was serving in SFG before, but Ye Qian felt that he had good skills, so he had a deep impression on him, which is why Shen Youzhu and Fang Haoman were two Only when someone chatted about him suddenly, could it arouse a little bit of interest in someone like Ye Qian who doesn't like gossip at all.

In the haze, Ye Qian still had a little impression in his mind that Shen Youzhu and Fang Haoman seemed to have talked about Laizi Yixi's dislike of Shen Youzhu... It's just that Shen Youzhu didn't seem interested in this topic, so he didn't say anything. He stopped after two sentences.

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Today, after such a long time, Fang Haoman suddenly brings up the old matter again, which has to make Ye Qian feel concerned.

It was fine before, but now... Ye Qian and Shen Youzhu have a special relationship.

In the end, before the enthusiastic Fang Haoman could say a few more words, Ming Mao took over from Shen Youzhu's class and didn't let him speak anymore. Ye Qian had no choice but to pretend not to care, and put all his attention on Today's game above.

TSG was selected on the red side in this game. As far as the version is concerned, this is not a good thing, but after several previous trainings and adjustments, Ming Mao has already used strategies to minimize the impact of side selection.

"AD doesn't have treatment, just focus fire on him when you come to catch it later," Peng Pai said, "I just didn't expect the unsealing of the auxiliary belt to be intensive... To be honest, it's a bit difficult to deal with."

"It's not difficult," Ye Qian said, "The first wave forced him to flash out. After handing in the teleportation and changing the treatment, he can't use it anymore."

"Can it be forced..." Peng Pai frowned, and his tone seemed a little disbelieving, "I think Tam's version is quite strong."

"You cooperate with me." Ye Qian moved a little away from the mouse and Tam, "After a while, the Q skill hits the mouse and we will stack the passive. After the NOC clears the wild, play it. If Tam's awareness is good enough, the passive will be stacked to the first. On the fourth floor, when I want to tie A to Q, Tamm will flash and take Q."

"It's a little too..."

"I watched their game against NYG before, although I don't know if their team is determined to play single-core now, but I am sure that this support will definitely have no brains to protect the ADC. His logic in judging in an emergency is only one. Layer," Ye Qian said, holding the microphone on the headset with his hand, "Pei Hong has caught the mid laner, as long as the auxiliary flash is handed over, we will try to get a blood in the next round."

"Clockwork's early support is very slow, so if you want to gain an advantage, you should do it as soon as possible," Pei Hong said, "Do you need me to go down?"

"It's fine for the NOC to come, you..." Ye Qian replied directly, "I... am a little afraid that you will dirty my army line, so I don't need to come."

"..." Pei Hong was unable to refute what was said.

Fang Haoman's hearty laughter came from the upper half of the field, but before he could enjoy the laugh, he suddenly gasped again: "Fuck, why is the blind monk on the road?!"

"It should be to catch me." When Cheng Yaofei said this, his face was calm, "Do you want to turn back? I took back the soldiers."

"Why don't you try exchanging blood with Thain?"

"It's been a long time," Cheng Yaofei raised his eyebrows, "Forget it, let's wait until I reach six. Now I can only jump over the tower if I turn around. Don't worry if the blind monk can't catch me."

"It's better." After Fang Haoman muttered uneasy, he turned around and went to brush his own F6.

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"Now both sides have a clear idea of ​​the jungler. TNG mainly wants to do something around the bottom lane, because if Mundo develops in the later stage, Sion is really difficult to play, and Sliver's idea on TSG should be to want to Operate around the bottom lane.”

"Yes, just after brushing F6, I have already moved the offensive line to the bottom lane, and I also cleverly avoided a clockwork vision."

"Maybe it's really a newcomer...ah, it can't be considered a newcomer, it's the first time an old player appears in a competition with a new identity, and it really needs the care of more experienced seniors. We have nothing to blame for this."

As soon as the commentary said this, Shen Youzhu, who was sitting in the waiting room watching the battle, frowned slightly.

What does it mean to need more care…?

Fortunately, another commentator on the field heard the flaws in the words, so he quickly dragged the topic back: "Actually, it can't be said that more care is needed. In this case, the more Sliver is willing to go down the road The more gathering, the more it shows his trust in this new teammate, not to mention that after the version update, the system will indeed be biased towards the bottom lane."

"Who was that commentator just now?" Ming Mao, who was still looking at his phone, raised his head and asked.

"I don't know," Shen Youzhu showed displeasure, stood up and took a bottle of water from the cardboard box next to the lounge table, "The analysis is not very good, but the reasoning is that the old sow wears one set of bras after another."

"Yo, are you angry?" Mingmao raised his head and raised his eyebrows in surprise, "When you played games before, the commentators analyzed that you made a mistake, but I never saw you frowning, so I don't want to listen to it." ? Don’t be too obvious about the double-standard dog~”

"After the first game is over, tell the commentator that he will be called by his name directly in the next game. Don't just use messy prefixes like newcomers, new identities, and seniors. Ye Qian's rhythm is very good. What kind of care is needed, if you don’t know how to watch the game, you can choose to step down and be a spectator.”

Ming Mao listened quietly to Shen Youzhu's words, and then raised his eyebrows in surprise, but he didn't make any rebuttal, just nodded his head in agreement, and winked at his assistant to ask him to communicate after the game.

In fact, it is not a strange thing for the team members to help maintain the team to eliminate □□, but it is a bit rare when it is placed on Shen Youzhu.

For a long time, Shen Youzhu seldom worried about such matters, which was incompatible with his identity and status in the team.

However, Ming Mao felt that Shen Youzhu's words were reasonable in his heart. In the past few days, although Ye Qian himself has kept silent and said nothing, training and holding meetings with everyone like a normal person, in fact, the pressure behind him And swearing is beyond the imagination of others.

Ming Mao knows the faces of those extreme fanatics in the alliance and those trolls who fear nothing but chaos, and if something happens, he can't wait to poke a hole in the sky just because of this idea.

The team's original plan was to wait for Hu Yiyao's surgery to end, and if it went well, he would announce the real situation to the outside world, otherwise, it would inevitably cause the media to create some shocking news. Rumors that are both ironic and funny come out.

As a result, now that the commentator on the scene is doing things like this, it is inevitable that the fan public opinion that has gradually subsided will rise again.

"Forget it, I'll go and talk to him in person later." Seeing what Ming Mao told his assistant to talk to the commentator later, Shen Youzhu couldn't help interrupting, "I'll talk to myself."

"Damn, miss, are you really fake..." Ming Mao's eyes widened in surprise.

"I'm afraid that the assistant didn't know anyone in the past, and no one would pay attention to her." Shen Youzhu drank his saliva, "I'll go."

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"I drove R..."

Fang Haoman squatted in the grass in the middle and caught a perfect opportunity. The cooldown of the enemy's clockwork big move was still more than 20 seconds. Although Peng Pai Xindra's R skill was not good, but the two of them burst out in seconds. A crispy mid laner is more than enough.

"He seems to be going down."

Pei Hong clicked her tongue annoyedly, and saw that the clockwork demon began to move along the fork in the middle road leading to the wild area under the first tower, so she had no choice but to quickly walk into the river in the middle road.

Clockwork seemed to realize that he was being followed, and turned on W to speed up. Pei Hong screamed badly, and a flash appeared in front of Clockwork, and QE Erlian directly pushed Clockwork back to the vicinity of the first tower in the middle.

"Pretty little baby." Fang Haoman's NOC and Syndra's combo form a seamless connection. After the R skill is activated, all the skills that can be greeted are directly greeted.

The clockwork demon's blood volume was about to bottom out, and suddenly a golden body was fixed in the middle.

"Damn it!" Fang Haoman was taken aback. Just now, he hit the tower hard to get the head, and now he had to retreat with his blood remaining.

But how can TNG be such a fuel-efficient lamp? I saw an extremely loud "Yiku" in the grass in the middle of the river above, and the enemy's blind monk's Q skill precisely hit Pei Hong's body. Pei Hong The flash has just been handed in, and even the life-saving E skill is cooling down, and Fang Haoman is a bloody man, so he must not rush forward.

"Finish the ball." Pei Hong said.

"Don't!" Fang Haoman called out.

"Pei Hong, set it on fire before you die, set it on fire!" Suddenly, Ye Qian's extremely urgent voice came from the river, and Kogmo's predicted R skills all hit the blind monk's body accurately. On the body, I saw him turn around and take away the head of the Clockwork Demon Spirit, who has blood remaining but is still eager to take the head.

When Pei Hong heard what Ye Qian said, she quickly put on a fire,

Peng Pai's Bron quickly picked up R, and Ye Qian's Kogmer, who sprayed five times a second, immediately showed off. After draining the blind monk into a thread of blood, he also used the hurricane equipment to take in two cannon soldiers.

"Take the head in the wild."

Because he hadn't started to produce critical equipment, Ye Qian nodded at the blind monk again before giving Fang Haoman's head.

In this round, Fang Haoman's development was obviously a little behind other positions, so Ye Qian had to choose to give up resources.

"Tsk tsk, why don't you give me the clockwork head," Fang Haoman said, and smiled, "I quietly arranged for Lai Ziyi."

"He's too far away from you, it's easy for you to let him run away." Ye Qian explained calmly.

"Yo Yo Yo, is it so simple?"

"..." Ye Qian raised his eyes, a little annoyed, "No one will give it to you next time."

"No, no, I was wrong."

TSG didn't have much pressure to win the first game, except that they were robbed of a dragon due to some mistakes in No. 30 minutes, but soon TSG stopped the loss through its own operation.

The way to stop the loss is to directly wipe out everyone in NTG before they go home.

Ye Qian's Kogmo took four kills, but unfortunately the last head was accidentally snatched by his assistant.

"Brother, I was wrong bro..." When the game ended, Peng Pai's sincere apology continued, "I really didn't expect my Q skill to hurt so much."

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt," Ye Qian waved his hand, with a smile on his lips, "My heart hurts more."

"Hey, don't increase my guilt, I'm going to cry!"

In fact, Ye Qian, who is not five kills, really doesn't care much about it, but Peng Pai has been apologizing crazily since he just snatched five kills, and now Ye Qian has a feeling that he might as well follow what he said impulse.

Unexpectedly, the effect of following what he said was not as good as acting as if he didn't care at all.

While discussing the game just now, several people opened the door and entered the waiting room. When they looked up, they found that only the coach and two analysts were there, and the seats of Shen Youzhu and the team assistant were all empty.

"Huh? Where is our eldest lady and classmate Lin Beibei?"

"Old Lin is going to talk to the commentator about something, Missy... I left a bit earlier."

"What's the matter?" Peng Pai frowned, "What's the matter?"

"It seems that Xiao Ke hit his head in a fight at school and was sent to the hospital for a CT scan." Ming Mao rubbed his swollen temples.