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

Although Ye Qian has been in contact with the e-sports circle since he was 16 years old, in fact, he can definitely be regarded as a childish skill in painting, even if he can't compare with Ye Zhao who has been studying this field all the time. , but it was more than enough to help his brother make a first draft in the past.

In Ye Qian's subconscious mind, he might also feel that it was because of this that he wasn't afraid of falling out with SFG before, and he couldn't starve to death anyway, so why bother to suffer those useless anger.

Ye Zhao is different from Ye Qian. He has learned oil painting from his father, and he has also studied original painting and design outside.

League of Legends released a limited series of deep-sea adventure skins before. At that time, the production team specially hired Ye Zhao to join the design team, and during the design period, Ye Zhao did indeed provide the team with quite novel ideas and frameworks.

Even until now, there are still many game production teams including mobile games, end games, etc., who have hired Ye Zhao as a designer at a high price. At the beginning, Ye Zhao and Ye Qian’s father did not agree with his son to do this. As a job, the old-fashioned think that this cannot be a permanent errand.

But after a long time, I gradually felt that my son would still have to earn money for food when he grew up, so he gradually turned a blind eye.

*****

"Hey, did you find your next home when you came back this time?" Seeing Ye Qian sitting in front of the easel with a face like a doormat, reluctantly lowering his head to sharpen a pencil, Ye Zhao smiled, and wanted to go to the sofa next to him. Lie down, but finally couldn't help sitting up and asking.

"What size canvas do you want to use?"

Obviously, at this moment Ye Qian did not want to discuss issues related to his work.

Although Ye Zhao knew in his heart that such topics really made people feel stuck, but no matter what he said, he was still a brother, so he had to know something about his younger brother.

"Forty times fifty," Ye Zhao pulled a stool from behind and put his legs on it to make a gesture of raising his father. Then he answered what Ye Qian said just now, and then stretched out his hand to tug Ye Qian, using a Shan Yin repeated his question just now: "Huh?"

"Then the paper you gave is too small."

"It's fine if you set a shape, and it's fine if you put it on the canvas. I'm afraid that people won't know you're a layman if you say that." He clearly knew that the other party was deliberately delaying time, but he just couldn't hold back.

The mouth has to go in front of the brain.

"Can you answer the question honestly?" Ye Zhao asked unbelievingly again.

"You are really annoying..." Finally, Ye Qian gave in, turned around and held his breath for a long time before saying, "I didn't find it."

"How dare you give the coach your middle finger without even finding your next one?! I found you are quite a tiger."

"He stood on my head to shit, why don't you say..." Ye Qian frowned, a little annoyed that his brother was just worrying about nothing.I really regret that I didn't record the arrogance of those people in the team on DV and show it to Ye Zhao.

Ye Qian put the utility knife in his hand aside and was about to say something, but suddenly remembered something and stood up: "When I said shit, I remembered...you go outside and give me to Sanbi Bring in the cat litter and milk powder you bought at random... Where am I fucking the cat?!"

"Fuck who?"

"...I spit on you." Ye Qian was tired of being interrupted by Ye Zhao.

"I ran under your bed, I just watched." Ye Zhao chuckled, "Don't all kittens like to crawl into those corners."

"You are optimistic about three to zero. I have to go to sleep after I finish the draft... I have to take it to the hospital when I get up."

"You're not raising a son, you've got a living father back."

"You are not beautiful," Ye Qian's voice was cold, but he couldn't help laughing, "If it is my father, it must be your father."

Ever since he quarreled since he was a child, Ye Qian liked Ye Zhao's method of swearing, which hurts the enemy one thousand and self-harms one thousand two.

Sure enough, Ye Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then gave Ye Qian a middle finger.

In fact, Ye Qian is really sleepy now. He tossed and tossed the whole day yesterday and drank alcohol at night. According to his usual temper, it is absolutely impossible for Ye Zhao to take care of Ye Zhao's affairs, unless Ye Zhao wants to use a soldering iron Burn him like an egg, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to compromise.

But now, he didn't resist much.

Ye Qian wanted to have a chat with Ye Zhao, just talk about something, just like just scolding each other a few words is fine.

This kind of impulse was the same as when I came out of the venue after the game yesterday and saw the two female audiences who were still willing to cheer for me.

Ever since he was a child, Da Yeqian has never been a talkative person, but sometimes he will feel extremely uncomfortable if he holds back for a long time.

Thinking carefully about the past six months in the club, Ye Qian has not sat down and chatted with anyone for a long, long time, and he feels like he is locked in a small box that sees no light every day.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an urn.

In addition to training, competition, and listening to analysts talk about tactics, there are almost no other things, monotonous and tedious.

The psychological counselors in the team, who are in name only, see each other every day, and this is already the norm.

******

The draft that Ye Zhao made was a picture of peonies. A dozen brightly blooming peonies of different sizes were unevenly inserted in a European-style porcelain container. Ye Qian tilted his head and looked at it: "It looks like you drawn."

"What do you mean?"

"Xiaoli is stingy, wimpy, and his personal style is too obvious." Ye Qian rubbed the flowers and leaves with his fingers with a disgusted expression on his brush, deliberately playing tricks on his brother.

Although the draft of the oil painting was not toned, Ye Qian, as a deep obsessive-compulsive disorder patient, couldn't help but rubbed a little shadow with his hands, "Can the flower pot be turned a little bit to the side, the left side is too heavy."

"Happy as you want." Ye Zhao raised his hand.

Ye Qian didn't say anything more.

To be honest, Ye Qianxin has always felt that peonies bloom rich and noble, of course, it is the most vivid and charming to draw with Chinese ink and wash on silk paper, and it will be more perfect with a couplet of small letters.

The oil painting is heavy, and although the canvas has tension, the peony flowers presented always feel nondescript.

"Another money-loving coal boss ordered the painting from you..." Ye Qian sat in front of the easel and couldn't help muttering.

Ye Zhao only heard a chuckle from Ye Zhao. Ye Zhao knew that Ye Qian didn't like to use oil paintings to talk about flowers with a strong oriental flavor, such as peonies and azaleas.

After being quiet for a while, Ye Zhaocai finally spoke to Ye Qian again: "So sometimes I feel that this person is the same as a painting, and you have to find a suitable position and environment to be comfortable."

When Ye Qian heard this, the movements of his hands also stopped.

"Peony flowers are beautiful, but if you put them on this canvas and paint them with oil paint, they are still less interesting than silk. Do you think this is the reason?" Ye Zhao smiled and lay down on the sofa in the studio, "It's like Some people have good skills and a high level, but if they are placed in an environment that is not suitable for them, they will still emit light and heat."

"The words are rough and the rationale is not rough," Ye Qian looked at Ye Zhao, "Can you just say that I can't do it?"

"Tsk tsk," Ye Zhao closed his eyes, "so it's ten thousand, brother, you'd better find the organization quickly."

"understood."

Ye Qian turned around and looked at the drawing board again.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

*******

As the only team qualified to participate in this year's Mid-Season Invitational China Division, TSG's training in the recent period naturally cannot be left behind at all.

Moreover, there has been an unwritten rule in the LPL competition area over the years that the annual champion team will specially invite the runner-up team as a training partner during the training period, so if we change it to the current situation, it means that SFG and TSG will torture each other just after they have played against each other. .

When is the so-called grievance retribution? According to the theory, there should be no pressure on SFG this time as a sparring partner. The pressure should be on TSG. After all, as the No. [-] seed in a major competition in Asia, if they can't beat their own competition in the training match An old opponent, if it spreads out, it will definitely be criticized.

But even though this is the case, in fact, at this moment, SFG is a little more nervous.

Ye Qian resigned, and the newly bought foreign aid hadn't had time to report to the base. In desperation, they could only choose a relatively outstanding person from the youth trainees.

It can also be said that the taller one among the dwarfs is the best.

"Actually, you don't have to take this training match at all..." Manager Zhang saw at a glance the embarrassed and nervous expression on Coach Wang's face when he saw the young trainee in the mid laner position, so he couldn't help but whispered. A reminder, "LS and TNG are both idle now, and the relationship with TSG is also good."

"Then what will others say about us? We just played 3-0 in the game, and then we dare not even take the training game?" Coach Wang frowned, not caring about the newcomer who just came to the team. What would the youth trainees think after seeing his expression.

"You're just taking too much face," Manager Zhang sighed, "I really didn't expect that kid Ye Qian to have such a temper, he would leave as soon as he said he wanted to, without even turning his head back."

When Coach Wang heard Ye Qian's name, his complexion turned ugly again, and then he sneered.

"He will come back in a few days to go through the formalities of leaving the team. I will talk to him then."

"What are you talking about, do you think he will be willing to return to the team as a small substitute with his arrogant appearance?" Manager Wang turned sideways and threw the notepad in his hand aside: "It's all pretending." , can stay to hell."

Manager Zhang sighed, then raised his hand, and pointed to the team members who were adjusting the machines with their backs to them in the training room: "Let's finish this training game."

******

【TSG Electronic Sports Club】

Compared with SFG, I feel that the atmosphere in the TSG team at this moment is more like the team that picks up the No. [-] seed in the division to play the training game, and can happily welcome the offseason after the training game.

"I told you eight hundred times not to eat in the training room!" Because there was a training match in the evening, Coach Ming rushed to the training room after the regular meeting, but when he opened the door, he could smell the smell of hot food.

"Everyone has no memory, and they are very stubborn. They have to bring food to the training room to eat and eat! Eat... give me a taste of whatever you eat..."

"You are a dog." Cheng Yaofei turned his head to look at Mingmao speechlessly.

TSG's coach Ming is actually not much different from the players in age, so he doesn't have that much grievance with the players, and fighting is common.

At present, the youngest members of the TSG team should be Peng Pai and substitute Pei Hong. They both joined the team last year and turned 20 this year. The rest is the jungler Fang Haoman and Hu Yiyao, both of whom are 21 years old. Shen Youzhu is 22, Cheng Yaofei is 26, Ming Mao is [-] .

So although TSG can be regarded as a real veteran team in the entire league circle, in fact, the age of their players is actually the youngest of all teams. A young team means that the rules in the team are not like those that are really In a sense, the veteran team is so complicated and cumbersome, basically everything is discussed.

For example, the rule of not being allowed to eat in the training room has been discussed by the big guys for more than half a year, but to no avail, but it is mainly due to Ming Mao's lack of firm will.

very hungry.

"The ancestor trained you for a while, can you go to the bathroom and wash your oily hooves?"

Ming Mao looked up at the time and found that the time for the match with SFG was less than 10 minutes away, so he instantly forgot about the half bag of chicken tenders, pushed Peng Pai forcefully from behind, and grabbed him again. Hu Yiyao next to Peng Pai said, "Still playing with the phone!"

"Hey, you're pulling my flesh...!" Hu Yiyao took a deep breath, and pulled away from the phone screen, "What's the hurry, this computer is not all turned on, just give the number and you can call."

"It's best," Ming Mao rolled his eyes: "If you lose in a while, don't sleep tonight."

"Don't," Peng Pai next to him winked, "It's such a good physical strength that I can stay up all night."

"It's exciting, isn't it?" Ming Mao narrowed his eyes and pressed the ballpoint pen in his hand.

"Brother, I'm going to wash my hands."

The smile on Peng Pai's face gradually disappeared, and then he stood up without saying a word, and ran away without a trace.

Before running out, he threw a word to Hu Yiyao.

"Help me get on board!!"

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