The side battle of the leaf curtain, with output and injury, also protects the back row to the fullest.

After the whole game, except for another passer-by, the side battle was a bit average, and the cooperation of the four of them was tight, not leaking, and the cooperation output was played to the highest point.

In less than eight minutes, Cheng Jingyang and Ye Mu pushed the enemy crystal with the line.

When the enemy's crystal exploded, Li Bai and Li Xin looked at each other, and there was a feeling of heroic sympathy.

At the end of the game, Cheng Jingyang rarely gave his teammates a thumbs up.

Looking at Cheng Jingyang's impassioned way of praising him, Bai Su lowered his head and smiled. She also praised Han Xin and Ye Mu after following his example, and then returned to the room and waited for the next round of rankings.

Unknowingly, after an afternoon of live broadcasting, Bai Su was so tired that he hurriedly shouted to stop.

As soon as it was broadcast, Bai Su pounced on Cheng Jingyang's body and carefully examined his wounds.

Because it is easy to become inflamed with a bandage, Cheng Jingyang's wound at this time is completely exposed to the air. Looking at the hideous long scar, Bai Su's heart became more and more uncomfortable. She stared at the wound for a long time, and finally blew on it.

"Honestly, doesn't it hurt?"

"It hurts, how can it not hurt." Cheng Jingyang squeezed his eyebrows and deliberately teased her, "It's almost painful to death, and someone is still squeezing me all day long." Cheng picks his feet? When have you ever seen me pick my foot? ”

"When I say you pick your feet, I don't mean you pick your feet with your hands." Bai Su explained seriously, "Picking your feet is similar to a dish, saying that you are not good." Besides, if you don't pick your feet now, then when you get old, your feet will definitely not be as sharp as they are now, if you really feel uncomfortable one day, you have to pick your own feet? ”

"It's disgusting." Cheng Jingyang pretended to hold her hand with disgust, raised his eyebrows, and said, "When I'm really old, I'll let you help me and see who is more picky." ”

"It has to be you." Bai Su argued, "A cute little fairy like me is good-looking even if she is old!" ”

The eyes of the two people met together, and they didn't hold back, and they both laughed.

Cheng Jingyang let Bai Su sit on his lap, leaned his head on her shoulder, and rubbed it comfortably twice.

"This leaf curtain is pretty good." He seemed to casually mention, "If you don't want to ask him if he is willing to play e-sports, you can train him to be the one who will replace me in the jungle." ”

"Replace you in the jungle?" Bai Su quickly grasped the point of her words, and she turned her head to look directly at him.

"I came out to play esports, and my mom only gave me three years. Now that more than half of the three years have passed, I have to find fresh blood for myself and for RT. ”

He smiled lightly when he said it, but Bai Su still found a trace of bitterness in his smile.

How much he loves the cause of e-sports, Bai Su sees it every day. Getting along with him these days is not so much that he is growing, but that everyone is breaking a bloody path together.

E-sports eats a young meal, once the golden age passes, the awareness of hand speed and so on will be degraded, and in the end, the glory will no longer be, and it can only be reduced to everyone's after-dinner conversation.

"Bai Su, as you can see, I have always been a proud person." Cheng Jingyang suddenly sighed in a low voice and hugged her tighter, "I'd rather quit in the glory moment than be forced to be eliminated in the downturn." "Bai Plated" Cheng Zhinan is dead today, the latest chapter of "Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.