【Double Dragon Group】Rationality and My Grace

29.

Yimulian is not a dish.

perhaps.

Not to mention how the operation is, at least Master Gourd will not make such low-level mistakes as saving the doll and poking his face into the grass.

This "no food" refers to the aspect of consciousness. After being caught a few times, the probability of Yimulian being caught is significantly reduced.

Huang thinks so.

For example... He counted and found that the jungler on the opposite side hadn't appeared on the map for almost a minute. He probably wanted to do something bad, so he hurried to the middle lane unhurriedly, and in the next second he saw Yimulian suddenly seemed to be Tianling Gai was poked by Kami-sama, and casually threw a control skill into the grass...

A bald head exploded out of the grass miraculously.

It is true that he is bald, and he does not slander others-the jungler is bald.

He didn't react at all, he thought that this anti-squat was nice, and he came over to help A a few times with a glance, this jungler is a dead man...

Then Yimulian turned around chicly and slipped away.

Eighty percent of them were quite frightened by this "unexpected joy".

shortage:"……"

He almost reached out and pulled Yimulian's right hand off the mouse, why did he come and run!A fool with a bald head is fixed there, he can go up and slap him to death!

Forget it.

The two heroes passed each other under the tower, and he was about to be alone with Qia Rui, but he saw the little assistant's footsteps paused for a while, and then ran back again.

30.

Yimulian felt a little regretful, because turning around and running should not be a normal mid laner's operation.

After all, he played too much support, and the one standing behind him was no longer an ad that needed to be protected by himself, but a jungler who could raise a machete and have anal intercourse with the opponent at any time.

The dizziness lasted for a long time, and the jungler on the other side was still standing still. He operated in a hurry and used a bunch of skills with Huang to directly paste the bald face on the other side. It was crackling, and the special effects were as beautiful as flying. He managed to catch up with the blind man on the other side. Shan took away that stupid jungler before he could react.

The bald head slammed down in the grass. He felt that the scene was a bit dreamy, so he slipped his hand and threw a skill to whip the corpse.

In broad daylight, what a brutal, shocking world.

31.

Since the first blood is taken by Huang, rounding it up is the Seven Kills Super God!

It was very comfortable when the round developed to this point. While running around, he freed up his hand to add a famous song of the century to the playlist—how lonely it is to be invincible!

He even hummed in his heart, even if this head should be attributed to Yi Mulian's sharpness, the important thing is not this, but that he has a little understanding of the jungler's touch.

Everything can be wild, and GANK is the most unsolvable.

He switched the game screen back, and saw a pop-up pop-up window in the lower right corner of the screen, and there were so many pop-ups that they jumped wildly.

[Rage god, your middle road, my home:? ? ?Why did the anchor suddenly go wild?Didn't you say you won't fight? 】

[The laning is raising pigs: The anchor's conscience has been redeemed, and the mid laner? 】

It seems true to say so. He took a precious second to recall that when he played in the queue, he never gave way to the middle lane. Whoever steals the role, anyway, he is good at replenishing soldiers, and he is accurate with one knife. Others can't steal it. confidence.Big deal, big deal, change to another trumpet and start over...

He actually backed down, and he was quite surprised.

The barrage was extremely lively, all celebrating the good omen of the anchor's transition. He doesn't like to be lively, and he can't help but glance over, until someone suddenly realizes something is wrong.

[Aiming to protect Athena: Wow, wait, the new player is also a mid laner? 】

Huang frowned, this was not the development he wanted.

The barrage fell into silence, and then exploded suddenly.

32.

According to common sense, there are three types of Nakano linkage.

If you rush up and kill the opponent, you will waste ginseng without killing anyone or grabbing things, and if you rush up, you will be killed by the opponent.

Public comments on these three types are as follows.

Good Fortune Zhong Shenxiu 66666, I'm doing this to save face, buy one get one free for supermarket potato chips at half price.

In short, Huang and Yimulian are the third type.

33.

He stared at the record and studied it carefully.

He tried his best to find ways to improve it, but this behavior of "queueing in happily, each with a dead face after the fight" continued for a whole week, and it was not resolved until the team's assistant civet cats came back.

The solution is a bit too simple and crude...

"Are the two of you falling to bronze faster than anyone else? Fuck off, don't ruin the club's number!"

The coach just yelled so kindly at that time and kicked his chair flying to another table.

ah.He mourned in his heart.

"Row in row, know double row all day long, change!"

The coach was full of enthusiasm, so he immediately stood still, bowed his head and pretended to be listening seriously, so that he should be less scolded——Thinking about it, he couldn't help feeling a little lucky, At least the support was the first to leave the team, not the current jungler...

The civet cat was sitting next to him with a box of melon seeds.

He sat for a while with a good attitude of not judging people by appearances, and came to a conclusion: civet cat talks a lot, is restless all the time, easier to talk than Huang, even playing a game alone can put on a show.

Sometimes it is three dozen bones, and sometimes it becomes a Buddha instantly.

"Ah, yes, you are... the new team member? Where is your position?" Tanuki asked after half a day, crossing his legs.

Has he finally been remembered, so there is no sense of existence.

Yimulian said ashamedly, "Probably... the mid laner."

"Oh, Huang-chan is playing so steadily and the coach still wants to find a new mid laner. I thought it was a jungler, and I wanted to find you Yesuke Shuangyou for a game. What a surprise!"

Yimu quickly waved his hands, don't talk, it's so embarrassing, brother.

"Huang-chan didn't ask you for a solo?"

Huang, Huangjiang? !

He was shocked and forced to enter the sage state of What the fuck are you talking about.

"Sauce"? !

The tall one at 1.9 meters? !

The civet cat looked more surprised than him: "Fuck, is it more exaggerated than I thought, you two are real PK?"

What misunderstandings do you have about your mid laners!

34.

The coach's request is equivalent to the emperor's decree. Anyone who disobeys will be taken away to a small dark room to talk about life intimately. Not at the base?"

"Who knows, he sneaks out one day a week. As a man, if he doesn't play games, he sneaks out either to go home to meet his parents, or to accompany his girlfriend," the civet cat was much easier to talk, and waved his hand and said, "The former The possibility is really very small, right? Leave him alone, come to the duo, he hasn't hit me for more than a month..."

He hesitated: "Who will be the support? I..."

"Aren't you the mid laner?"

"I used to play support."

The recent sudden drop in winning rate really scared him. After the fight, Huang didn't dare to start a live broadcast. If this is taken out, he will probably lose fans, not to mention that this is not the rank of king.

The civet cat slapped his thigh: "Don't panic, although I have played in every position, I am as good as a bronze except for the support. If you think you are better than me, I can change it with you."

Forget it... It feels better to rely on yourself, he thought for a while, and the mouse hovered between several assistants.

"What are you talking about, I'll sing you a battle song!"

Let's go if the double row says to go, the light of the first blood is beckoning!

Either you give it or I give it, time is still long, come and have fun together!

The raccoon cat's magic voice flooded his brain, and he sang so hard that his brain twitched and his hands trembled. For the first time, he took a mage to play the mid laner.

——The one that Huang uses most easily, a short loli, who bounces and jumps, is relatively stable, but it hurts to hit someone.

As soon as he chose it, he felt a little regretful. He hadn't used this hero before, but he instinctively liked the hero commonly used by the mid laners around him. Anyway, Huang is not there, and now no one who is familiar with her will jump out and laugh at him...

The civet cat leaned in front of him, and said, "Why do you all like to use this!"

"Not strong?"

"It's okay, it's just that I have a psychological shadow on this hero," Tanuki lowered his voice, "I will always think you are lolicons."

"..."

35.

When Huang came back, the game had just finished.

After playing for more than 40 minutes, winning is winning, but it has nothing to do with him. He almost killed the opponent on the road, and he just lay down all the way to the end.

The civet cat smiled so hard that his face was blooming, he patted him on the back, and said that his teammate was reliable.

He coughed twice, and thought silently——

It would be great when he can also become a player who leads his teammates to lie down.

This ideal is a bit too lofty, and it would be great if he doesn't cheat his teammates now - the coach talked to him, and he knows why he was selected to join this team, why he was asked to transform, and knows that any team can Have the dream of winning the championship.

He clenched his grip on the mouse.

The civet cat was cheering, but when he looked back, his expression suddenly changed, as if he had seen a ghost: "Wow, you scared me to death, why did you come in without making a sound!"

It took less than 0.05 seconds to switch between these two extreme expressions on the face of the raccoon cat. The other party is quite suitable for shooting ghost movies. It is the kind of cannon fodder that was gnawed to death by a female ghost at the beginning. After thinking about it, I feel like I guess What's going on here.

He couldn't help clenching the hand holding the mouse.

The back of the chair sank, and he thought it was because someone put a hand behind the back of the chair.

There is only one person who can do this.

36.

Huang did not return empty-handed.

He leaned on the back of the chair with one hand, and carried a large bag of takeaway in the other hand, and kindly helped to review: "The position of E was handed in too early, and those who are hiding from snipers should dodge into the grass, not the tower, and lose it." Cannot be selected after vision, you will not die."

He didn't expect Yimulian's answer, that's all he said, he put the takeout bag on the table self-consciously: "The one at the intersection *Jihuang, slightly spicy dry pot, do you want to eat?"

It seems irresponsible to slip away when you feel comfortable... He vaguely felt his conscience was thwarted.

"Eat!" The civet cat jumped up, "The cafeteria aunt hasn't come back to work yet, so I'm worrying about what to eat tonight!"

Yimulian's answer was a little slow: "You guys eat it, I don't eat spicy food."

Huang Zheng wanted to laugh and scold the civet cat for being gluttonous, but his smile froze for a moment.

"Slightly spicy but not spicy."

“Slightly spicy is very spicy.”

He was in a delicate mood. He seemed to have done a thankless stupid thing. He suddenly wanted to travel back to a few minutes ago and stabbed to death the man who had been in the queue for more than ten minutes at *Jihuang, and then called him an idiot. Buy non-spicy ones!

Tanuki chimed in: "No, *Jihuang's spicy is really not spicy. The last time Huangjiang was so kind and offered to help bring takeout was a few months ago? Call the coach to eat together, let's be lively, too It's strange, Lian Jiang is very lucky, you should cherish it..."

Huang stretched out his hand and rubbed the civet cat's head: "It's not big or small."

Brothers.

I will never report you to the coach for drinking fruit beer again.

37.

Yimulian wasn't joking, he really didn't know how to eat spicy food.

Of course, if eating spicy food can be regarded as being able to eat spicy food when you have a nose and a tear, and you are ready to be carried into a coffin at any time, he still will.

He originally wanted to give an example to show that he wasn't losing face, until he heard the civet cat say "be more lively".

Livelier?Is Huang a lively person?

It’s true that you don’t get paid for nothing. There was no appointment for this takeaway meal. If it’s not for a dinner party, what’s the point of it falling from the sky?

This is contrary to his initial impression, he thought that Huang would be someone who would be difficult for outsiders to get close to...

Unconsciously, the scene of the whole family getting together to eat hot pot during the Chinese New Year when he was a child appeared in his mind. You pick it for me and I will pick it for you. One meal can make you gain three catties. It should be the kind of excitement that civet cats are referring to.In the previous team, everyone often ate by themselves, not to mention chatting during meals, it would be nice if they could open their mouths without arguing—the so-called excitement was far away from him, and he almost forgot what kind of atmosphere it was.

Yimulian's emotional intelligence is not low, and he knows that this kind of feeling is called nostalgia.

He wanted to let go of his mouth a little bit, isn't it just to eat spicy food once, bring more tissues, and pour more ice water, it's not impossible...

Just as he was about to agree, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket suddenly started to stir.

That's the iPhone initial ringtone.

38.

The call came unexpectedly.

No matter what the reason is, Yimulian seems to be letting go.

Seeing the sharp smile on the other party's face just before Xiao He showed it, Huang drowned back again, bowed deeply apologetically, picked up the phone and ran out the door quickly.

The other party was secretive, and he didn't see the name that lit up on the display.

The civet cat sighed: "You two are really busy people, this is a welcome feast? I'll eat first!"

He didn't stop him, but his face gradually became gloomy.

It doesn't matter if you don't see the name. Most of you have poor hearing after wearing too many headphones. Yimulian is used to turning the volume of the microphone to the maximum, so he inadvertently listened to the voice on the other end of the phone - it was a very young voice The female voice, in a positive sense, is cute, and in a derogatory sense, it is whiny.

Undoubtedly the kind that nerds like.

tbc