Shen Er was in the box, playing a qualifying match alone.

He wields Caterina with a dagger that is nimble and deadly, and wreaks havoc in all directions in the canyon.

After the wave was wiped out, Shen Er glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer.

It's almost a little bit, so it's no wonder I'm feeling a little hungry.

Taking off his headphones, he rubbed his stomach and planned to go downstairs to the convenience store to buy two rice balls for lunch.

The coat hanging on the hanger had not yet been removed, and there was a knock on the box door.

Shen Er got up and walked to the door and opened the door, the aroma of tomatoes entering his nose.

"Hello, this is your pasta and oolong tea." The clerk's sister walked into the room, placed the tray on the small coffee table beside her, and smiled politely at him.

Shen Er was a little stunned: "Is it a mistake, I didn't order these." ”

This Internet café that costs 20 for a glass of Coke is not what he can afford now.

"It's just Yan...... Yan Shao called you to order. The clerk's sister said, "I'll go out first." ”

Shen Er turned his head to look at the screen, [Director of the Jianing Provincial Carry Bureau] had not moved for a long time, and was in a state of offline.

He opened his phone and clicked on WeChat.

[Owl: Yan, you don't have to order me lunch]

[Owl: You've paid me a lot of money]

[Yan: It's okay, just eat]

[Yan: If you are not used to eating pasta, ask the clerk to change it for you? ]

Shen Er was shocked and hurriedly refused.

[Owl: No, no, no, no need to change, eat habitually]

[Yan: That's okay, I'll be online at about two o'clock after the break]

Shen Er felt as if he had met a fairy boss.

[Owl: Okay, thank you]

"Don't forget to play with your phone when you eat?" Ge Ziyan looked at Yan Sheng's appearance and was angry, "When you can't marry a wife in the future, I'll hold a grand wedding for you and your broken phone." ”

"Huh?" Yan Sheng buckled his phone on the table and sandwiched a chopstick dish, "No." ”

Ge Ziyan was a little surprised when he refused so righteously: "What, is there a girl you like?" ”

Yan Sheng slowly chewed the food in his mouth, and after a while, he said: "That's not it, I want to marry the computer more than the mobile phone, just the one in my room." ”

Ge Ziyan: ......

Unlucky son, who raises who is bad.

She no longer gave Yan Sheng half a look, and set her eyes on Song Ming.

"Mingming, I haven't seen you for so many years, have you fallen in love abroad?"

Before Song Ming could speak, Yan Sheng let out an undisguised mocking laugh: "He talked about it before, and then called me a few months ago and cried and told me that he was deceived by a bad woman." ”

Yan Man couldn't help but laugh.

Song Ming had a black face and kicked Yan Sheng hard under the table: "You have a mouth?!" ”

"Huh?" Ge Ziyan looked at Song Ming worriedly, "How did you know each other?" How so? ”

The corners of Song Ming's mouth twitched, he really didn't want to mention his emotional experience that made Yan Sheng laugh for a long time, and decided to lead the trouble.

"Aunt Ge, what kind of other half do you want Sheng'er to find?"

Ge Ziyan's eyes fell on Yan Sheng: "There are no requirements, Shengsheng likes it, if I can make Shengsheng quit smoking and let him hold that annoying mouth from time to time, he is the perfect daughter-in-law in my heart." ”

Yan Sheng filled a bowl of soup and interrupted Ge Ziyan's fantasy: "Haha, you are dreaming. ”

Ge Ziyan: "It's annoying! ”

·

After Shen Er finished eating the pasta and drank half a cup of oolong tea, he put the dishes and chopsticks back into the tray.

Then, he saw the disposable steam eyelet pressed against one corner of the tray.

Naturally, this will not be a lunch gift from an Internet café, no matter how you think about it, the little master asked the clerk's sister to bring it in for him when he ordered food, so that he could take a good lunch break.

That's sweet.

Shen Er thought.

In the afternoon, you must bring the little master back all the points he fell!

He nodded secretly, sat down with the blindfold and put it on, groped with his hand next to the gaming chair, and folded the chair into an arc suitable for lying down.

The constant heat soothes the slightly tired and sour eyes, and the scent of chamomile penetrates into the nostrils, as if lying on your back on a large field of chamomile bathed in the sun.

Shen Er's consciousness fluttered slowly, and he thought of what the clerk's sister had said when she brought him this pasta.

"Some people really call him Yan Shao." Shen Er muttered quietly, "It's so cute." ”

After coming out of the book for so long, his memories are coming back little by little, not only in life, but also in those novels that he only had the only entertainment project before, those novels that he read for free.

In his memory, this and that are more or less more or less flawed, either cold and unapproachable, or abstinent and not close to women, or paranoid or crazy......

Anyway, there are no normal people.

The little master is different.

The little master is warm, considerate and cute.

After lying down for about twenty minutes, the heat of the steam eye mask dissipated, and Shen Er took off the eye mask, and his soothing eyes were bright and clear.

After browsing the League of Legends store for a while, a new friend application came out on the right.

[Oh, oh, then blame me] to apply to add you as a friend.

Shen Er tilted his head slightly, and agreed to the friend application of this unfamiliar ID.

Then, [Oh oh blame me] invites you to join the game.

How can you pull it directly without saying a word......

He clicked on the secret chat box.

[Owl: I'm sorry, I'm waiting]

[Oh oh then blame me: Yan]

[Oh oh then blame me: call this number today]

Shen Er blinked and entered the queue.

A strange man's voice came through the headphones.

"If you rank me, then I won't move, I haven't taken the master king frame yet."

Different ranks in League of Legends have different rank boxes, and the higher you go, the more exquisite and beautiful it becomes.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm

The little young master's perfunctory voice came into his ears, and Shen Er smiled very softly.

A short laugh came into Yan Sheng's ears, and he raised his eyebrows: "What are you laughing at?" ”

"Nope." Shen Er immediately restrained his smile, and his face was full of seriousness, "I think you're cute."

Yan Sheng: "...... Okay, pick a spot, then I'll line up. ”

"Okay." Shen Er nodded obediently.

Although his own account is not high, only in platinum, he has been winning all the way since the start of the qualifying match, and there are few defeats, and it is a score on the jump stage, so the hidden score in the background is very high.

Because of this, the teammates assigned to him by the system are basically around Diamond Two Diamond One.

When entering Hero Selection, someone is typing in the chat box in the bottom left corner.

[17-year-old mid-laner wants to play professionally: how can you still rank gold platinum]

[17-year-old mid-laner wants to play professionally: the auxiliary of the supplement, the mid-laner transposition, the record can be checked]

Shen Er has a good temper, and the assistant is not unable to play, just want to say change it, but I saw another line of words come out at the bottom right.

[Oh oh, then blame me: why change, where to make up where to fight]

[17-year-old mid-laner wants to play professional:? ]

[17-year-old mid-laner wants to play professionally: gold also deserves to speak? ] ]

[17-year-old mid-laner wants to play professionally: After looking at your record, it's all about lying down to win, you second, don't lose my points]

[Oh oh then blame me: Oh oh then you seconds]

Although Shen Er is only nineteen years old, after all, he has spent so many years in the book, and his mental age has long exceeded this number.

So he looked at the two of them and seemed to be arguing before they started, and he was indifferent.

It's like seeing two puppies fighting on the side of the road, and it doesn't hurt.

[17-year-old mid-laner wants to play professionally: you are not a middle unit, what is your name]

[17-year-old mid laner wants to play professional: mid laner transposition]

"Don't change, these people." The sound in my ears was a little cold.

Shen Er doesn't care what position he plays, not to mention that he has a foundation here, and his other positions are not bad.

But the little master said so, if he changed, it wouldn't make him unable to get off the stage in person.

"Okay, don't change." Shen Er nodded.

[Owl: I don't change, I can C]

[17-year-old mid-laner wants to play professionally: silly]

[17-year-old mid-laner wants to play professionally: don't win]

It seems that this person is not going to have fun, Shen Er thought about it and chose the captain of the Ocean Disaster.

"Captain Mid-laner?" Yan Sheng was a little surprised, this hero's positioning is to play on the top, although he has developed a mid-laner play, but the line of soldiers in the middle lane is short, and the operation is not as smooth as on the top lane.

"Hmm." Shen Er nodded, "He scolded me, I feel that he will choose a mid-laner hero to grab my soldiers, and the captain is easier to grab." ”

The sentence "He scolded me" sounded in Yan Sheng's ears, and it seemed to bring some grievances, like coquettishness.

Sure enough, when he pre-selected the position to assist, he locked the Myriad Psychic Niko with his backhand.

"Niko." Yan Sheng thought about it and locked up the blind monk Li Qing, "He drove me out and kicked people out, and after kicking me, I had to dance to show the mark." ”

Song Ming, who moved a chair and sat next to Yan Sheng and watched him play games: "...... Don't fool around just because it's not your number. ”

"Don't worry, we're very C." Yan Sheng said.

Shen Er nodded: "Mmmm! ”

The pre-selection is over and the game begins.

Niko didn't have a support outfit, so he bought a mage initial outfit and rushed to the mid lane.

"Yan, you give priority to the lower road, ADC will definitely give priority to him on the other side." Shen Er said, "My side will not be able to get up for a while, and even if he can't grab the soldiers, he will take away half of my experience." ”

"Okay."

Shen Er licked his lips and kept his eyes off the screen.

In the early stage, the captain and Niko both need to be flat A, but who is Shen Er? is a calculator in the canyon.

No one is better at counting skills and bloodlines than him.

After several waves of soldiers, Niko's number of swords has always been 0.

[17-year-old mid laner wants to play professionally: grab n//m]

Shen Er frowned and looked at these foul words, and blocked the report with his backhand.

The world is pure, and Niko's presence can't stop him from mending the knife at all.

After eight minutes, Niko's mending knives were only two Kankan, and they were still made up with skills.

Perhaps because of the explosion of mentality, after returning to the city once, Niko began to give away heads, raising the opposite Akali fat.

"Akalido is 5/0, are you coming?" Yan Sheng asked.

"No, you don't." Shen Er's voice was very confident, "Send it to Niko, he is worthless, he gives Akali is to withdraw money for me." ”

"It's so arrogant, Akali is two levels higher than him, and the economy is a lot higher than him, he said that others are ATMs." Songming people are stupid.

Maybe I heard Song Ming's words, or maybe the time was just right.

When Akali threw a dagger and burst up, Shen Er twisted to the side to avoid Kunai, and controlled the captain to put the barrel to blow up the barrel and pick up the equipment skills, and a set of damage was poured down strongly, directly killing Akali and getting a huge bounty.

"The more Niko gives, the better she wins." Shen Er's eyes were like torches, "I was originally pulled away because of his experience, and he just gave me this to make up for my experience and economy." ”

His operations are very fast, and he can predict dodge skills, and it is difficult for this kind of murderous Akali to have a way to deal with him.

In less than twenty-five minutes, the captain was already ranked first in the class in terms of rank and economy, and igniting a barrel buried in the grass could blow up two-thirds of the blood of the crispy skin on the opposite side.

"Look, I'll just say, my mid laner is very strong." Yan Sheng's tone was full of ostentation.

Song Ming was speechless: "It's not you who beat you, what are you showing off......"

Shen Er was also a little relaxed when he listened to the exchange on the other side, and he joked: "What is mine is yours." ”

"Look!!" Yan Sheng turned his head to look at Song Ming triumphantly, "This is the bond between me and him, what do you know?" ”

Song Ming's face was full of black lines: "Oh, it's good if you're happy." ”

The game ended in the thirty-two minutes of the big dragon group, Shen Er's assassin Liu Captain Long Pit killed five times, and the blind monk took the big dragon and followed Niko's side with a bright expression and danced, following wherever he went.

Shen Er blocked the chat, but Yan Sheng didn't.

[17-year-old mid-laner wants to play professional:? Sick]

[17-year-old mid-laner wants to play professionally: it's cool to lick the dog for mid-lan]

[Oh oh then blame me: so urgent? ] ]

[Oh oh then blame me: Can you have him C no?] ]

[Oh oh then blame me: it doesn't look like it can't]

[Oh, then blame me: Hey, I'm dying, I still want to play professionally at this level? ] ]

[Oh, then blame me: study hard, go up every day, come on]

Shen Er watched the little young master talking to himself in the chat box alone, and he didn't have to think about it to know that he must be arguing with that Niko.

"Yan, forget it." Shen Er gave one last blow to the enemy base A, "Don't make any noise, let's take the next one?" ”

The crystal exploded, and the blue word "victory" hung in the center of the screen.

"Okay." Yan Sheng wasn't really angry, but he could guarantee that Niko would definitely be, and he returned to the checkout interface and reported Niko for [making bad remarks], and Meimei returned to the queue to start the next hand.

"Seventeen-year-old middle-aged singles want to play professionally, at this level." Yan Sheng smiled, "By the way, Shen Er, your level is so high, do you want to play professionally?" ”

Shen Er listened to this question, and his expression softened in an instant.

"I want to, I dream of it."