The boy's keyboard pressed quickly, and he said vaguely: "Hair, it's a hair (mage), fried chicken is easy to use." We use it in our division, and we can win! ”

"Big brother, that nunmage, s-h-i, shi. Don't have a big tongue. Forist assistant Tang Liang walked over with a cigarette in his mouth. This man with little white head is not very old, and his style is very vicissitudes, and he is quitting smoking at this time, the method is to buy cigarettes without lighting them, and hold them every day like a pacifier, and it has been a season now, and he still hasn't quit.

"Mage." The boy looked up and read it with a smile.

“perfect。” Tang Liang gave a thumbs up, which was originally a very normal compliment, and it was particularly mocking to him. Bae Yuanzhao smiled and nodded, the headphones on his head slid down, and inside was a series of unintelligible Korean words.

That's right, Pei Yuanzhao, a sunny and cheerful boy who talks a lot, is a foreign friend who crossed the ocean and was born in Ulsan, South Korea. He is a jungler, the core of the Forist arena.

So Tian Cheng took advantage of it, in fact, if Xiao Pei had any wonderful ideas, he would still listen to it.

He walked over, put his hand on Pei Yuanzhao's shoulder, stretched his neck and looked at the screen, "Which hair do you have a look at?" Tell me about it. ”

Pei Yuanzhao excitedly pointed to the game he had just finished, "Look, bamboo shadow, bamboo shadow." ”

The 11-0-12 Bamboo Shadow Killer won the MVP, accounting for 40% of the output, and was the absolute thigh of the winning game.

A jungler who has mastered the hero's mid lane routines and outfits in one day and can make full use of them.

Flexible.

This is the gap between Pei Yuanzhao and other junglers, and it is also the magic weapon for the team of Forist to win in the First Division.

"Wow, interesting." Tian Cheng's eyes widened, "Hey Brother Liang, come and have a look?" ”

Tang Liang took a cigarette in his mouth and slowly retreated, his eyes slanted, like an old cat, carefully looking at Pei Yuanzhao's interface and outfit.

"How?" Pei Yuanzhao's eyes were shining.

"I'll see it." Tian Cheng said, "Yesterday that Pantacaire Weibo said ......"

"Don't mention him." Pei Yuanzhao covered his ears exaggeratedly, "He said that Macbeth is not a star, and Macbeth has been very strong recently, and I think he is not a star......"

He ...... Shadow No. ......"

Pei Yuanzhao has been holding grudges for a long time, and he spoke a series of words, very fluently.

"Why is it a marketing account? I think he's right. Tian Cheng was not convinced. The two argued for a long time, completely forgetting that there was a Tang Liang beside him who was bent over and concentrating on analysis.

He suddenly straightened his back, ripped off the red tower mountain in his mouth, and flew it into the trash can on the side accurately. Scared the two of them.

"Good!"

He said.

"Huh?" Before Pei Yuanzhao could react, Tang Liang patted him on the shoulder heavily, but Tian Cheng's hand was still suspended directly above Pei Yuanzhao's shoulder, and now he felt a double crit.

"This idea, good."

Tang Liang nodded.

Tian Cheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled, pretended to look at Pei Yuanzhao, and said with a straight face: "Young man, okay." ”

Tang Liang continued to leave slowly.

He looked smug and looked like an old man walking in the park, with gray hair.

He walked to the center of the living room and tapped the table with the thick palm he had developed every morning to shoot the trees, and a pot of thin and poor aquatic Junzi Orchid was trembling and pitiful.

"Come out, train!"

AA 2nd team, on the air-conditioned refreshing two-story small building.

Wen Xian buried half of his head in the pillow, his mobile phone against his ear, and spoke recklessly.

"Hello?"

"Hmm."

"Isn't it? When did I receive the money? Yesterday, there was a promotion to buy a razor, I refused, I said that my net worth of three million is still worse than you? ”

Wen Xian excitedly sat up and slapped his hand on the pillow.

"Last month, Shang Ergou's team of shooters, Phantoms asked me questions, worth five hundred, and I didn't reply to me. How incorruptible! ”

"You are a ghost, you don't fight the shooter, the phantom killer laughed when he saw your flawed answer, and your name as Bai Xiaosheng of Pantakel Esports collapsed!" Tian Cheng roared angrily, "You still said that you don't want to go back? ”

"Don't frame me, I just don't want to go back." Wen Xian said stiffly, "Wen Ren laughs at the simple question of the early travel route, okay?" ”

"People don't ask about matching walks, they are walking on the line." Tian Cheng said, "It's in the Korean competition area, don't expect Zhou Luhua to tell you, this won't work." ”

Wen Xian: "......"

"Okay, then I'll hang up." He said.

"Don't? I'm going to look for you. Tian Cheng said, "There are no girls during the three-day holiday, so I can only find a man...... No, it sounds a little weird. ”

"I'm not a marketing account." Wen Xian said, "I have a good conscience. ”

"You don't camp." Tian Cheng said comfortingly, "Can you continue?" Where to find you, or are you coming? ”

"I'll go!" Wen Xian patted his chest, "I'm worth three million." ”

"Lao Tzu's transfer fee is 7.5 million." Tian Cheng said, "After tax." ”

Wen Xian: "......"

Wen Xian: "No. 114, Nanling Road, Weizhou, I'll pick you up at the train station." ”

"What train station?" Tian Cheng said, "Lao Tzu's vacation expenses club is fully reimbursed, so I choose to fly." ”

At this moment, Wen Xian's heart experienced a stormy sea.

But there were many things he couldn't think of.

Sun, sand, bikini.

A man in a suit stands by the window, his posture elegant. In front of you is a row of microphones. The manager of the PAL club stood at the front, looking at the excited eyes of the reporters with a tough attitude:

"This is a private itinerary for our club, no outsiders are allowed to disturb us, let alone interviews, sorry! As for training – we've been running the club for a lot of years, we know that hard work pays off, we're confident about the upcoming playoffs, and we can relax without forgetting what's going to happen – what? Interviewing Fire players? ”

"I'm sorry, none of the team members are allowed to interview, not even Yaoshen!"

"Not really!"

Not far away, on the beach, a well-dressed man listened to the noise of reporters, sneered, walked back to his bedroom, and closed the door.

After a while, a waiter arrived in a hurry. The young face flushed slightly, as if he was a little excited.

"Yaoshen, are you really-"

"Hello, is there a network cable in this room?"

The man's eyes slid indifferently towards her, a little irritable, a little lazy.

"Ah, yes." The waitress also realized her gaffe, "Sir, wait a minute, over here, I'll connect for you." ”

However, the Coco training room did not have such a festive atmosphere at all, Zhang Zhao sat on the chair, his voice was a little hoarse.

“…… Okay, now that's all for the basic review of the last game, do you still have any questions? ”

The crowd shook their heads.

"That's a good ......" Zhang Zhao moved his body and rubbed his wrist, "It's already four o'clock, let's take a rest and discuss what to eat at night." ”

"Hot pot? Conveyor belt sushi? Peng Yu said.

"Don't eat cold." Ouyang Yu said, "I have had a stomach ache recently. ”

"Hmm." Peng Yu nodded, "Actually, I'm not too hungry either." ”

"I'll do it, McDonald's." Xian Qingyue cupped her cheeks and said, "You can pick whatever you want." ”

No one responded.

"Or else...... One more round, shall we? Let's play another game and think as you play. Xian Qingyue said.

"Okay." Peng Yu nodded, "Come on my HP, it's the best food to play games, and I'll be hungry when I fight." ”

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For three days, some people indulge, some people are sweet, some people still don't change their original intentions when they become famous, some people have clear goals and grit their teeth and persist, or some people are entangled and stand at the fork in the road of life and frequently turn back.

In this fast-paced emerging circle, three days is so short and so long. It's not a holiday for the AA 2 team, it's a pre-season for the all-first league.

Three days later, the final games of the preseason are just around the corner, and the six playoff spots are directly related to who gets the two precious spots to enter the Worlds. A year of hard work, more salary, sponsorship and fan cheers, and that distant dream in my heart.

This group of young boys and girls has their own agendas and consumes their holidays in their own way. For example, Tian Cheng was waiting at the entrance of the hospital at this time.

"There are so many people in your hospital?"

Wen Xian held his arm, with a look of disgust: "You are sober, this is a holiday, and it is indispensable to eat Haisai like you......"

"All in all," Tian Cheng clutched his stomach, "You shouldn't give me the last string of beef bones, if you don't give it to me, I won't stay awake until midnight, and then I won't go to the food stall to drink, and I won't ......have gastroenteritis."

"Why are so many people having gastroenteritis lately?" Wen Xian thought to himself.

"Is Mr. No. 69 Tian here? Number 69! A doctor opened the door and shouted.

"Here!" Tian Cheng raised his arm.

The doctor looked at this man's face and the dazzling red hair of the other man, felt a little familiar, and shook his head, dispelling this thought.

"What's wrong with Mr. Tian?" The doctor asked.

Tian Cheng pointed to the strings, bitter and hateful.

"He forced me to eat meat."

The doctor looked at Wen Xian, who was sitting at the door, and Wen Xian was helplessly pestle there.

"He poured me wine."

"He ......"

"Doctor, he has gastroenteritis, don't listen to his poverty, how to treat it, thank you." Wen Xian said expressionlessly.