The male protagonist is always on the wrong side [Quick Transmigration]

Three days later, b3 in the second round faced tg, who also fell into the loser's group after losing to wi.

The nerves of every member of the d team are highly tense, because entering the loser's bracket means that every round after that is a game of life and death for them.

After He Xiu woke up in his room, he went downstairs to see his teammates who rarely got up early to play rank in the training room and Coach Jason with a serious face.

When Coach Jason saw him, he still told him to go to the kitchen to get some food as usual, and then come over to prepare for the team training match.Everything seems to be the same as usual, except that the atmosphere of the training match is a little more tense and dignified.

Obviously, everyone is careful to avoid mistakes, play cautiously as if in a professional league, and there is no usual ridicule and jokes among teammates.

It was precisely these things that made He Xiu almost out of breath.

At the end of the three training games, He Xiu was almost exhausted. From the moment he appeared, no one had criticized him, but because of this, his mental burden was even heavier. Maybe it was because even though he played hard in the training games Excellent, but if there is no teammates, they will jump up and say "nie!".

Unknowingly, at nine o'clock in the evening, Coach Jason gathered them together as usual and began to summarize the three training games.

"...you have played very steadily in these few training matches. Team tg's bot lane has always been strong. In previous games, mid laners and junglers often preferred to take care of the bot lane. Xiaomi and Yuan Feng don't have to confront them head-on, if necessary , you can change the line processing..."

He Xiu's lips were dry and white. He listened to every word the coach said with a bit of rigid thinking, and suddenly heard the other party change the subject and mention himself.

"Xiu, your complexion doesn't look very good, are you okay?"

He Xiu was startled, lowered his eyes, and shook his head slowly.

"Team D has never had a substitute player, because I personally think it is unnecessary. The existence of a substitute may have an extremely adverse impact on the official players, regardless of their state or mood, so I would rather take risks than hire a substitute." Coach Jason After a pause, he said seriously, "I don't want to make an exception for you this time."

He Xiu's pupils shrank and his fists were clenched.

Coach Jason continued: "I'd like to believe in you, but I can't joke about the future of Team D. Whether or not we need a substitute, prove it to me with this championship."

This is obviously putting pressure on He Xiu. Coach Jason's meaning is very clear. He doesn't need to care about the past. Anyway, what he wants is the result, not the process.

"You don't have to care about the remarks on Weibo and forums. What you need to do in the past three days is to find the factors that make you unstable and kill them before the next game."

He Xiu's breathing became short of breath, and he slowly said "yes" under the watchful eyes of the coach.

"Then let's get over it in the past two days. Let's extend the personal rank competition until 2:[-] am. Is there any problem?"

"No problem." Xiaomi, Yuan Feng and Li Yonghua unanimously agreed.

He Xiu opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

"Okay, that's it..." Coach Jason said, gestured to everyone, and was about to signal them to go to training, but Ji Ke pulled He Xiu from his seat and stood up. Panicked and at a loss, He Xiu pushed into the corner of the training room without any explanation, and locked the door with a bang.

Everyone was stunned, Yuan Feng was the first to recover, and ran over to knock on the door in fear of something, "Brother Ji, what are you doing, don't be impulsive, Brother Ji, let Xiaoxiu out!"

In the cubicle, He Xiu and Ji Ke looked at each other.

His eyes were originally clear and bright, the pupils were pure black, and the whites of his eyes were delicate white, just like the eyes of a newborn baby, clean and beautiful.But now, there are red blood streaks in it that make Ji Ke feel glaring.

He Xiu's thumbs were tightly clasped at the joints of his fists, which was a small subconscious movement when he was uneasy.

Ji Ke suddenly wanted to go over and hug the person in front of him, but he couldn't.At this time, he must be serious and solemn enough, with the attitude of a senior professional player, so that He Xiu can listen to his every word, instead of avoiding him like a pervert.

He cannot be made aware of his own mind.

So, before that, Ji Ke could only kiss and touch him secretly.Even the person he has missed countless times is right in front of his eyes at this moment.

"You, if you want to scold me, scold me."

He Xiu looked away and spoke slowly and with difficulty.

In such a small and cramped space, the atmosphere was extremely depressing, and Ji Ke's tall body stood in front of him.That is the wild king recognized in the Chinese competition area, even the jungler Arvel who is not lost to South Korea's T, but because of him today, he was placed in such a ridiculous and embarrassing situation.

He Xiu's face turned pale, quietly waiting for the coming accusation.

"If suffering and guilt are useful, then what do you think South Korea's t relies on to be invincible?"

He Xiu lowered his head.

"If you continue in this state of hanging your breath and dying, not to mention, even ordinary domestic professional players can hang you."

He Xiu moved his lips, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat, "I know, I will work hard to overcome it."

Veins popped out of Ji Ke's forehead, he stepped forward and grabbed He Xiu's shoulder, He Xiu was made to take a step back by his strength, and hit his back against the wall.

"Overcome?" Ji Ke gritted his teeth in hatred for his ignorance, "Tell me, what is the price of your efforts to overcome?"

He Xiu frowned in pain, but had to hold back, "We...lost."

"Since you have tried it, let me recognize the reality! You should be very clear, with your physique, can you overcome it?!"

He Xiu was pressed against the wall by him, struggled for a while, and finally dropped his neck like a prey in a hunter's trap with nowhere to escape, as if giving up.

"……I can not."

Ji Ke then withdrew his strength and stared deeply at He Xiu, "Then, what should you do?"

He Xiu was silent for a long time,

Finally, he gave an answer that satisfied Ji Ke: "I will do what I can."

His voice was trembling, Ji Ke finally couldn't help stretching out his arms to hug him, Ji Ke realized that it wasn't just the sound, He Xiu was trembling all over his body, he had suppressed it for so long, and finally he was forced to show his true form.

"I'm sorry..." He Xiu covered his eyes with the back of his hand in Ji Ke's arms, "You, Xiaomi, Yuan Feng...you all work so hard, I don't want to drag the team down, I also want to try to work and rest like ordinary people, I I hate myself who always wants to sleep."

"I know, but you need to take your time." Ji Ke hugged him and patted He Xiu's back.While he felt sorry for He Xiu, he was also delighted by the other party's reaction, because He Xiu didn't seem to reject his hug and intimacy.

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When he came out of the cubicle, He Xiu wiped away his tears, and there was no abnormality except for the reddish corners of his eyes.

Ji Ke followed behind and rubbed his head with a light smile when he passed him.

He Xiu looked up at Ji Ke, he knew that the person in front of him was for his own good.

The actions just now are also telling him to always put his ability and willingness in the first place in consideration, and when he can't do it or doesn't want to do it, don't force it and learn to refuse.

Coach Jason walked over, frowned and asked, "Ji Ke, what are you doing? Is Xiaoxiu all right?"

He Xiu shook his head.

"That's fine, let's go to the training..."

"Coach," He Xiu took a deep breath, with a regretful but determined attitude, "I'm sorry, I need to rest, my energy is limited...I make sure to do my best in the three training games every day. So now, I ask for a rest. "

Everyone stared at him in surprise, especially Mo Xiaomi.

Even though He Xiu was not in the best form in his personal rank after the three training games every day, he was in a daze every time, but he had never been so... bluntly asking for a rest. Could it be that losing a game made him even thicker-skinned?

What he didn't even expect was that He Xiu's abnormal state continued until the day of the loser's match (DVTG).