The second game scored a point, and the sun shone again on the faces of the CK team members. Before the game, everyone heard that new gossip was created, so they rushed to the backstage after the game and couldn't wait to take out their phones-

So Jian Yang stepped into the lounge and heard his top-order Good Luck Lai roaring at his cell phone: "Damn!!!! What does China Telecom mean? Damn!!! They really found a girl to play a profession?!!!!"

Jian Yang paused under his feet, then walked over quickly, took his phone away from Haolulai's hand, and looked at the Weibo homepage that Haolulai was browsing, and his expression instantly became very ugly-

Good luck comes: "Damn?"

Jian Yang: "It's her."

Good luck comes: "?"

Jian Yang: "The ancestor of the great dance god."

Good luck comes: "Damn!"

Good luck: "Your ex-girlfriend?!smiling?! That national server number one Leflan?! Muay Thai warning in front! Give you another chance, and you will say it again?!"

At this time, the rest room, including the other members of the CK team and staff, all turned their heads and looked at Jian Yang in unison. Jian Yang threw his phone back to Haolu, and said in a low voice: "I taught her League of Legends. In the summer vacation before I played the profession, she started to play in the mid-lane position in the game..."

Good luck: "You gave it?"

Jian Yang responded: "She hits, I can catch it when I hit the jungle."

Good luck: "Middle and field linkage?"

Jian Yang: "Well... Later I played a profession and she was in her third year of high school. I was busy. I had a fight over trivial matters and broke up. She went abroad after the college entrance examination."

CK team members: "..."

CK Team Manager: "…Optimistic."

Jianyang: “…”

"...Yes," CK team ADC player Butterfly gave Jian Yang a thumbs up and said in admiration, "I have trained enemy spies since I was a child, trained her to become the number one in the national server, and then broke up with her, forcibly increase the hatred value, and then let her join the strong enemy team."

The auxiliary player Lao Wang crossed his legs, grinned and followed the butterfly and gloated, "Yang Shen, tsk, it's amazing."

Good luck starts to pat your thighs: "Yang Shen, what kind of grudges do our team have with you?"

"This official announcement must be signed, and I guess there is no way to save it." The manager of the CK team came over and patted Jian Yang on the shoulder, "Don't think about this, play the remaining few games... really, be optimistic."

Jianyang: “…”

However, the team manager's advice proved useless.

Jian Yang was completely unoptimistic.

The incident of joining the ZGDX team has a greater impact on him than the members of the ZGDX team itself - the feeling of being so sad that the cabbage he had finally raised was still hunched by other pigs lingering in his chest for a long time... The consequence is that after the third game began, fans of the CK team found that their great Yang Shen had formatted back to the first bird state again-

That is, "either dying or on the way to die."

This led to the third game of CK team being pressed on the floor by ZGDX team, and it was so bad that it seemed like it was playing a fake game.

After the game this time, no one dared to ask Jian Yang what was going on, because after the third move came down, his first words were to apologize to his teammates, and then he asked for good luck to borrow his mobile phone.

Good luck: "What are you doing?"

Jian Yang: "Call her."

Good luck asked casually: "Where are your own phone? Is there no power?"

Jian Yang pursed his lower lip: "I've been blocked."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately felt a sympathetic look from all directions. Good luck came to hand over his phone to Jian Yang and told him: "Solve it well, stabilize your mentality - if you lose, you will go home. This year's MSI (*Mid-Season Invitational Tournament, the important international event that the champion team of each competition area participates in represents the competition area) was held in Shanghai. The baby doesn't want to miss it."

Jian Yang took the phone, muttered "I understand", and walked out...

He was not going to call in the lounge and was watched by monkeys, so he simply hid in the contestant's special bathroom. Except for the last one, the rest of the bathroom was empty. Jian Yang thought that the toilet was repaired and did not care about it. After entering, he closed the door and dialed a number he had kept in mind.

The phone rang twice and was picked up.

Jian Yang fed twice, and the opposite side heard his voice and didn't quit, but he didn't say anything at once. So Jian Yangneng clearly heard the noise around him coming from the microphone opposite. The two commentators seemed to be still discussing the game just now...

Jian Yang became even worse in an instant.

"Hey? Children's Rhymes? I saw the official announcement of the China Telecom team on Weibo. Why did you really come to play professionally? Or go to the China Telecom team? Didn't you object very much to playing professionally at the beginning, but you came again..."

After waiting for a while, the noise from the opposite side became quiet. Perhaps the nursery rhyme temporarily left the competition stadium and came outside... Then she seemed to finally stop and found a corner that was easy to talk to, and said something simply. Jian Yang paused after hearing this, and turned around in a little annoyed manner-

"I don't care about you, how dare I care about you? I'm just wondering why don't you tell me if you want to play a profession - what to tell me? It's better for me to come to my team than you go to the operator team? Yes, we do have a starting mid laner now, you don't want to see the water dispenser and squat on the bench, but here is me - what the hell! Tell me again nursery rhyme! Who is me?!"

Jian Yang's voice increased a little, and he was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood—

"I teach you all the games! I downloaded the clients on your computer! I have to go to work for a profession and then I have to know through Weibo!.................. What do you say well? What do you mean by the Weibo post you posted after you told me? Then is there a ten seconds left?! Fuck, nursery rhyme! Are you fucking afraid that you won't be angry to death?!"

After Jian Yang finished roaring, the opposite side was silent, and then he clearly heard the nursery rhyme and said calmly: [Are you so excited about this incident that the audience gave away their heads?]

“Isn’t it good?”

In order to restrain his urge to throw the phone, Jian Yang turned on the phone hands-free and threw it on the sink, and supported himself with both hands on the sink. He looked in the mirror and curled up the corners of his lips.

"Send your future boss a spring championship."

The opposite side was silent again.

[This is Ming Shen’s retirement battle. Don’t let the fuck out of your foot-pulling operation here. They are your seniors at least, respect the servants.]

Some cold female voices rang clearly in the quiet bathroom—

[Champion or something, who wants you to give it to me with friendship, we can get it if we have the strength.]

Jianyang: “…”

us.

us?!

Glazing at the cell phone placed on the sink, Jian Yang's eyes were almost falling off, and his mind was full of "us", "us" and "us"-

We are a egg!!!

Are you very familiar with them?!!!

Very familiar????????!

He opened his mouth but didn't say anything, for fear that the grass-rooted horse running in his heart would jump out of his mouth, and the swear words that could not be cursed were floating in his mind like barrage. In silence, he heard the opponent calmly say: [There is nothing else to worry about. What does it have to do with me to play a profession? Isn't this inexplicable? Play your game well.]

Jian Yang didn't say anything.

Then the other side hung up without hesitation.

Apart from the busy voice of Dudu, there was only a man who was so angry that he had no idol burden. Now he just wanted to roll around the ground. He raised his feet and kicked the bathroom wall crazily to vent his anger. He looked like a crazy Tusky-

"I'll fuck me!"

At this moment, he heard the sound of the door lock being pulled open from the innermost compartment!

Jian Yang's movements were frozen. He turned his head stiffly, thinking about whether he wanted to kill someone from the inside, no matter who was walking out, it would be better to kill someone. Then, he saw a tall figure walking out of the compartment without any hurry or slow.

The young man lowered his eyes, looked lazy, and wore a red and black pairing, a team uniform with the "ZGDX" logo and the small logo of the Chinese telecom operator... When he walked out, he had a cigarette that was almost burning between his fingers. When he passed an open compartment door, he threw the cigarette butt into the toilet in the compartment, and he came to the sink.

A faint smell of tobacco penetrated into the nose.

Jianyang: “…”

The man pressed the disinfectant, carefully rubbed the slender and neat hands, and placed his hands under the sensing faucet...

The sound of water sounded.

Jian Yang: “……………………………………………………………………………………………………………”

Lu Sicheng raised his eyelids, as if he had noticed that there was someone else in the bathroom, so he turned his head slightly: "Hmm?"

Jian Yang: “………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

"Yes." Lu Sicheng replied, "Steal out and smoke. Otherwise, Xiao Rui would have to recite again."

The ZGDX team ordered that those who smoked ban will be fined 1,000 yuan each time they were caught. The old-fashioned criminals like Lu Sicheng were also taken special care and fined 3,000 yuan each time they were caught.

Jian Yang: “………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Now it is not a question of whether Jian Yang wants to kill someone to silence him. He feels that he might commit suicide by pressing his head in the toilet.

And here, Lu Sicheng washed his hands, took out the paper to wipe his hands, and then Jian Yang looked at it seriously. He raised his hand and smelled his hands. He confirmed that there was no smoke smell, and then put it down with satisfaction... Then, he said casually as if he was thinking of something: "Do you know our new mid laner?"

“…”

What is time to come is still here.

Jian Yang was stiff all over. He looked at the man standing in front of him in the mirror and nodded slowly: "Did you hear it?"

"It's hard to hear the speakerphone," Lu Sicheng curled up the corners of his lips and said half-jokingly.

"..." Jian Yang twitched the corners of his lips with difficulty, "Why did you hear me when you laugh?"

Lu Sicheng was silent, as if he thought about it seriously and said slowly, "You have to destroy the Ming Shen when you operate the food, or something."

“…”

"It's interesting."

"ah?"

"she."

“…”

After the man finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Leave Jian Yang to stand still—
Chapter completed!