"Holy! Underestimate them! An Yi left the mouse and keyboard with both hands and said softly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I pulled a tissue from the tissue box on my computer desk and wiped my hands.

The stool next to Comfort made a little noise.

After hearing this sound, An Yi's slender white fingers quickly pressed the shutdown button of the computer.

"Comfort! What's wrong? Don't play? The one who spoke was a fat man sitting next to An Yi, who was looking at the computer screen in front of An Yi that had turned into pitch black.

"Whew~" An Yi exhaled a long breath, and said secretly in his heart, fortunately, this fat man did not find out that he had been hung out of the battlefield, otherwise I would have to invite this guy to eat according to the agreement, and I would not be poor if I didn't eat myself.

An Yi leaned back in his chair at this time, squinting his eyes to recuperate.

"Hey! I said comfort, how many tasks have you done? The fat man then asked.

An Yi ignored him at all, still leaning back in his chair.

"Hey! How many tasks have you done? What do I ask you? The fat man still asked reluctantly.

In the flashy team, comfort is the worst one. There is no other reason, Comfort doesn't like to deal with others very much. And as the commander of the team, he is very cold to everyone, and he can't allow others to dictate his command, even the manager and captain of the team.

For such a guy to stay in the team as the main force, he has to have his strengths. The ability to control the situation on the field is very strong, and can find out the psychology of the opponent, can guess where the opponent can appear, what method will be used to attack.

It can be said! The flashy team would not have today's results without comfort.

The Vanity team has been able to reach the quarterfinals and semifinals of the LPL in a row in the League of Legends project, and if it were not for his command, the results of the Vanity team would have had the opportunity to compete with the LPL's perennially bottom-ranked monarch team for the last place in the LPL.

But even so, the team, from the players to the coaches, did not like to be comfortable. Except, of course, the fat man.

The fat man's real name is Zhang Sanfeng. When An Yi became the commander of the Vanity Team, Zhang Sanfeng was only a second-tier player of the Vanity Team.

At that time, Zhang Sanfeng's simple appearance and the name given to him by his parents with the same sound as martial arts were often teased and called him a kung fu panda.

By chance, An Yi saw Zhang Sanfeng practicing in the training room of the second team of Vanity. Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's unique style of play, he ignored the opposition of the team management and the captain of the team, and insisted on mentioning Zhang Sanfeng to the position of the main force of the flashy team.

Zhang Sanfeng is also competitive, and in the LPL competition, he used his unique style of play to carry the whole team several times in a row, making their results reach the runner-up of the LPL for the first time. In the S59 competition, Zhang Sanfeng used his own style of play to let the flashy team win the runner-up of S59.

However, in the following games, the opponent did a lot of targeted research on Zhang Sanfeng's style of play.

Even so, Zhang Sanfeng still relied on his talent to gain a firm foothold in the flashy team, and no one dared to make fun of him as a kung fu panda anymore.

In the entire flashy team, only Fat Man and An Yi are more familiar. But it's also the kind of hot face with a cold ass.

Hearing the fat man ask himself again, An Yi finally reacted.

I saw An Yi stretch out his right hand and make a "two" gesture

"Comfort, you're too scumbag! Master, I've completed all three missions! The fat man said.

An Yi opened his mouth and spit out a word!

"I mean, you don't want to be so two, okay! You've hung up under your opponent's sneak attack. ”

Hearing An Yi's words, the fat man's face sank, and he immediately turned to look at his computer screen.

Impossible! I was in a safe place! The fat man is a little unwilling in his heart!

But after turning around and seeing comfort, the fat man laughed innocently.

"Brother Anyi! Aren't you a little tired? I'll get you a bottle of water! ”

"Fatty! Water is free! But don't forget our bet! Today's supper is yours to behold! An Yi opened his eyes at this time.

"Ahh Ahem! The moonlight is so beautiful tonight! I'll go back and enjoy the moonlight first! With that, the fat man disappeared into the training room as soon as he slipped through the smoke.

"Damn fat!" The corners of An Yi's mouth turned up slightly.

At this moment, the door to the training room was pushed open.

It was a middle-aged man with a big belly who came in.

Since it was a holiday today, there was no one else in the training room except for An Yi and the middle-aged man.

"Comfort! You've been here for five years! The middle-aged man sat down beside An Yi.

An Yi still leaned back in his chair and stretched out his hand to make a "six" gesture.

He spoke: "Plus the six months I spent in the second team, a total of six years. ”

The middle-aged man listened to An Yi's words and touched his Mediterranean hairstyle. He said, "You're twenty-six!" ”

An Yi heard the middle-aged man's words and opened his eyes.

"I see! Manger! But it will be another seven days, three hours, seven minutes and nine seconds before I will be twenty-six! An Yi said.

"An ......" The middle-aged man was about to say something more, but was interrupted by An Yi's words.

"Manager! I know what to do, so I'll be left alone! ”

The middle-aged man walked out of the training room with his fat ass twisted.

Late at night!

The training room of the flashy clan!

An Yi's fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard, and he wrote down his experience in Runetera Continent for a while, as well as the skills of using various professions, and some other things on a TXT document.

Anyi never uses text software such as WORD80000 to write. On his computer, in addition to folders, there are only TXT files, which is a habit that has been formed by Comfort for so many years.

By the time An Yi struck the last stop, it was already five o'clock in the morning.

After exhaling deeply, An Yi saved the document, and then created another new one.

【Cancellation Request】

An Yi's fingers jumped lightly on the keyboard a few times, and these words jumped on the computer screen.

After typing these words, An Yi exhaled deeply. There seemed to be some heaviness in my heart.

After taking a sip of water, An Yi's long, slender white fingers continued to dance on the keyboard.

When he made his last stop, Anyi leaned back in his chair. Close your eyes tightly.

"Fat man stand there and don't move!"

"Stone is ready to flash the ultimate!"

"Doomsday Run! There are eyes there! Don't drive big! ”

"There may be eyes in the grass! Assist in scanning! ”

"Win! We won! ”

"Let's go! At least we did our best! ”

An Yi's mind came to mind the scenes of his own flashy team.

Commander as a warband! Everything must be won as the ultimate goal! When it's time to abandon your companions, you have to do so without hesitation! Don't be soft-hearted! As a conductor! You have to keep your distance from the players! ... You have to stay calm! ... As a conductor! You have to be serious at all times! This will ensure that your orders are executed quickly! ”

What the former commander of the Flashy Clan's own said to himself, An Yi has always kept in mind.

An Yi opened his eyes, his fingers trembled and he controlled the mouse to save the [Termination Application] he had just written. (To be continued.) )