Number one, please cooperate with my position

All the teams had drawn lots and went back to the lounge, and Yu Zhe closed the door behind him.

"What's the matter?" Yu Zhe lowered his head and said softly, "Afraid you will run into HL in the first match?"

"No... not."

Yan then took a step back, leaning against the door, grabbing the corner of Yu Zhe's clothes.

"Then tell me, huh?" Yu Zhe touched Yan Ran's head, took a step forward, and pulled the distance back, "Although I may not be very good at comforting people, it's still okay to kiss and hug of."

These words were a bit familiar, and Yan Ran's ears turned red again unexpectedly.

"Don't want to say it?" Yu Zhe continued, "That's okay, you think about it again, and tell me when you think about it."

Yan Ran's breathing might not be steady anymore.

Yu Zhe is really...a bit flirtatious.

Yan Ran's words came to his lips, but after half a syllable was stuck, he suddenly regretted coming out with Yu Zhe.

He said that he felt like a dangerous person in front of Yu Zhe, but he was worried that Yu Zhe would feel that he was entertaining him.

"Captain..." Yan Ran could hear his heart beating, he closed his eyes, let go of Yu Zhe's clothes, and said, "You... hug me."

Before Yan Ran finished speaking, Yu Zhe was already one step ahead of him and pulled him into his arms.

He also heard Yu Zhe's heartbeat beating equally vigorously.

Yan Ran regained his sense of reality at this moment, he reached out and hugged Yu Zhe's waist tightly, and buried his face in his arms, passionate and sincere.

This is a hug without any passion.

"Captain..." Yan Ran said, "I'm so afraid of losing to Gold."

Yu Zhe pressed Yan Ran's head, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he smiled: "You will not lose to Gold, you are no worse than anyone else, I like you, not the champion in your hand, of course, the champion is also I still have to take it."

"puff……"

Yan Ran sniffed, but couldn't hold back, and failed in front of Yu Zhe.

"Didn't you still say that MOL will win when you came to the competition venue?" Yu Zhe rubbed Yanran for a while, "Why do you start to get nervous as soon as the rankings come out?"

Yu Zhe knew Yanran's displeasure when watching Gold one-sidedly. Last time when Yanran silently judged that the other party was Gold and killed him in the live broadcast, Yu Zhe knew it.

But it was just a guess at the time.

Now for sure.

"I didn't..." Yan Ran said, "I was afraid that I would lose to Gold because of my unstable mentality."

"Fool." Yu Zhe smiled helplessly, with a gentle voice, "My Moon is no worse than anyone else, so I can't say that I'm afraid of losing."

Yan Ran's heart suddenly constricted.

It's not without reason that fans say that Yu Zhe is a scumbag.

The old guy is too flirtatious.

Every syllable struck his heartstrings with precision.

"Captain... Why did you accept me into the team?" Yan Ran asked.

Yu Zhe was taken aback: "Because you are talented, you are suitable for MOL."

Same goes for me.

"I see." Yan Ran pushed Yu Zhe away sideways, raised his head from his arms, "Thank you Captain."

Because you firmly chose me.

The two procrastinated for a while before returning to the lounge. As soon as Yu Zhe opened the door, he found several people sitting tight.

"What's wrong?" Yu Zhe and Yan Ran sat back on the sofa, crossed their legs and looked at them, "Everyone is brain-dead? Polio?"

"Comrade Yu Zhe," Hatata spoke out first, raising his hand to interrupt Yu Zhe, "When a dog dies, no couple is innocent."

Yu Zhe was puzzled: "Miss my business?"

"God Yu." Lin Zheng said, "In the future, please show your affection and go to a place ten meters away from the lounge for a date, or you may not see us when you come back."

Yu Zhe frowned, not understanding: "You want me to send you to heaven?"

Seeing that Yu Zhe didn't understand yet, Xigua reminded: "Shen Yu, the sound insulation in the lounge is not very good."

Yu Zhe smiled and understood.

"Have you heard?" Yu Zhe held Yanran's hand in public without changing his face, "Then you are also envious, why don't you try eating an astronaut?"

"No." Old Chi Yizheng refuted Yu Zhe, "Reject moral kidnapping, start with you and me."

Yan Ran nestled on the sofa and didn't move, maybe because she felt ashamed, the redness on her ears hadn't faded away.

"Come on." He Jian followed suit, "Is he moral? He, a celebrity e-sports player who only knows how to fall in love all day long, is destined to have no wife fans."

Several people are in full swing.

Yu Zhe didn't care, took out his phone and looked down at the time, then at the match date.

There are two weeks of competition, five rounds per day.

The first game is from nine to ten in the evening, the second from ten to eleven in the evening, and so on. Each game has four 10 minutes, 10 minutes of rest, and 10 minutes of preparation.

There is still half an hour before the game starts.

There are three competition venues for this competition, and each venue will hold two matches, so that it is convenient to complete the mid-week competition and knockout competition in one week.

Yu Zhe didn't feel anything, but the competition lineup was relatively full, and he didn't rest until Sunday.

The commentator on the big screen has already started to report to the participating teams, and MOL is the first one, and Yu Zhe listened.