mid laner

food photos.

The mid laner calmly replied amidst the instant explosion of news, "It's all delicious."

Then I was submerged in the replies that exploded from the feeding photo.

The mid laner and jungler skillfully turned off their screens, and continued to wander the streets like a red sunset.

After about half an hour, they were ready to go to the shop where they had made an appointment for a haircut, and they turned on their phones again in the car.

Several male fans climbed up to ask about the jungler's hand and the next game.

The mid laner gave some uncertain answers. At present, everyone has no idea.

What can fans say, LN has only won the regular season championship once before and after the reorganization.

Compared with the current old fans, there are more old fans, and there are very few champion fans who come here for the peak.

577.

The amount of information fans can get is very little. If the return is a championship and victory, I am afraid they have not done it in the past few years.

But this kind of concern and expectation is indeed so sincere.

Watching the screen keep scrolling upwards, I quickly swiped hundreds of "recover well, come on!"

The mid laner suddenly became emotional.

He reached out to fasten the seat belt on the jungler, kept leaning forward, and kissed the corner of the jungler's lips.

"It's not justified this time, right?"

The jungler smiled quietly, "Yes."

578.

The two of them didn't talk much on the road, and the car was filled with the sound of music.

After twenty minutes, the jungler suddenly sat up straight.

The mid laner looked at him like a frightened cat, couldn't help laughing and teasing, "Did you see Xiao Yuganer?"

The jungler was speechless, "I'm just a salted fish, what's there to get excited about."

"What's the matter?"

The jungler was very serious, "Should I train nighty?"

The mid laner felt strange, "You still have this kind of thinking, aren't you afraid that he will explode your mentality?"

"Hey, I haven't brought a rookie in the same position, I don't know..." The jungler was a little annoyed.

"Then you can communicate with the coach. It is still useful to teach something in the same position, even if it is a habit of some teams to ward off eyes." The mid laner is still relatively calm.

"Well, I'll talk to the coach after I rank tonight."

579.

One day they came back with a full load, and the two of them had almost the same New Year's goods. By the way, they completed a big project and cut their hair.

To be precise, it is to cut hair according to the jungle standard.

After eating out, I went home to tidy up and then went to clean myself.

After that, there is a rank that cannot be neglected during the holiday, after all, it is still during the regular season.

Two people each have a computer, and each type their own.

The jungler can only play two sets now, and he is still a bit reluctant at the end.

It's also quite amazing, this game has been played until now, but there is still no one who doesn't want to touch it.

580.

Sure enough, just after ten o'clock, the coach asked for homework in the group.

Coach: "Everyone didn't forget the rank during the holiday, right? At least three games a day, if you have any ideas and replays, send me a private message."

The group was quiet.

The new ad was at a loss and sent a sentence, "Huh???"

After half a minute, other people posted their rank records one after another, with pictures and truth, very rigorous.

New ad: "..."

Coach: "Lyc, do you have a problem with your thinking? Starting tomorrow, you will start five games a day."

The new ad felt wronged, "No one told me about this tradition qwq"

The top order posted a bull beer emoticon package, followed by a mockery.

"Come on, both Nakano and Ye can find time to rank during their busy schedules, so you know what to eat."

The new ad thinks about the crazy weight gain of ten catties since he arrived in LN, and the sadness comes from it, and he can't refute it.

I just want to jump up and give the top order a 140-jin flying feather.

581-587 The other party is typing

581.

The jungler and the coach discussed what they said before, and the coach was more concerned about the condition of the jungler, so he simply made a video call.

"Nighty, I have actually played in both TGA and LSPL, but I haven't played in LSPL for too long. He has good talent and is quite obedient. I think it is a good thing if you are willing to teach him. He likes you." The coach said.

...Sometimes, I still can't look directly at the coach's unrestrained communication style.

The jungler hesitated for a moment, "...I need to know his usual training situation and his jungle thinking."

"Communicate first, I will ask him to add you, and you communicate more. This is not fully completed yet, and he has not been given a title yet."

It's not an exaggeration to talk about fame.

"How about the specific situation of the hand? It affected you before saying that the problem is not big. Will there be any problem with the operation now?"

The mid laner was stunned for a moment, the jungler had never told him that the hand injury would affect the operation.

The jungler lowered his head and pursed his lower lip, "I think... I still have to get used to it, and the operation is a little bit behind my idea, but the doctor said it should be temporary, and it won't be as serious as it is now."

582.

After hanging up the video, the jungler passed the child's application in silence.

The other party is typing...

The jungler waited patiently for a while and stopped, but did not receive any news.

The other party is typing...

Repeated several times, the jungler was at a loss, and then felt like a wise man facing a chat page with nothing.

The mid laner knew that the jungler was stalling for time, so he didn't rush him.

In fact, the mid laner knew very well that the jungler wanted to digest some bad things or difficult feelings by himself. He was just a little surprised at the time, and he also felt impatient when things were out of his cognition.

But it seems that the jungler still wants to explain, and he can't refuse.

583.

"...I was just a little uncomfortable at the time," said the jungler. "I asked AD, and he said that this feeling will last forever. It is impossible not to be uncomfortable, but it can be adapted and adjusted."

The mid laner stood up, looked down at the jungler for a few seconds, and smiled softly, "I'm not angry, you have your own judgment, and don't mind not telling me everything."

The jungler watched with a frozen expression as the mid laner sat on his lap.

"You just don't want me to worry, um... maybe you don't want to be scolded either."

The mid laner sat on the jungler's legs very naturally, and gently approached some of them and asked "Is it?"

What the jungler could say, he could only nod blankly.

Then kissed her with red ears.

583.

As for the opening remarks that the child had held back for a long time before he could sort out his words, it was almost twelve o'clock when he was seen.

It is very poor.

I was trained by the coach for a whole day, but Idol ignored me.

It seems to have taken on a burden that should not be borne at this age.

584.

Nakano lay on the bed and read the news.

Nighty: "Hello Brother X, the coach told me, thank you very much for your willingness to teach me!"

Followed by a cute expression.

The mid laner couldn't help laughing, "This kid is so fun to talk, he's taught everything."

The jungler looked at the fresh hickey on one side of his neck, bowed his head and replied with a "hmm".

Then he couldn't help but glanced again.

At 23:50, the other party is typing...

The jungler rushed to finish the conversation before the kid, "It's too late, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Mute and turn off the screen in one go.

He skillfully rolled into the arms of the mid laner and shared the pillow.

585.

When the mid laner woke up, the jungler was already sitting on the side holding his laptop.

Wrinkling his eyes and getting up, the mid laner hugged the jungler from behind with low pressure.

The jungler was making a phone call, but was caught off guard and almost dropped the phone.

The mid laner just woke up, the jungler felt that he couldn't afford to provoke him, so he turned his head and kissed the mid laner's side face, "You're awake."

The mid laner's jaw got stuck on the jungler's collarbone, and he let out a muffled "hmm".

"Who are you calling?" The mid laner looked sleepless.

The jungler pressed the speakerphone, "nighty, I didn't talk to him yesterday."

The mid laner looked at the time on the laptop screen, 7:03, and thought he might be blind.

586.

The phone rang for a while before being picked up, and I could still hear something muttering "The alarm clock is broken and can't be turned off" on the other side.

The jungler was very calm, "Get up."

The child opposite was still confused, and it was an unfamiliar number again, "Sorry, no need..."

The jungler's face was still calm, "What did you say to me when I told you to get up, get out of here."

The middle laner heard the chatter and then a loud noise, probably fell off the bed or bumped somewhere.

Nighty hissed and said, "X, Brother X, I didn't realize it just now."

The middle laner was a little bit reluctant, and said, "It's okay, your x brother is not angry, he is just like this, if you let him take you, you have to have a plan in mind."

The child slowed down, "The captain is here too. I just fell asleep and thought it was a harassing phone call. You guys woke up so early. Brother X, is there anything you can do for me?"

The jungler thought for a while, "Forget it, you go to sleep."

587.

"It hurts! Zzz, why are you hitting me?" The jungler was slapped on the back of the head by the mid laner.

The mid laner was very speechless, "What are you talking about, why are you tossing people and children in the early morning?"

The jungler felt innocent, "But he is still sleepy, he is still growing, I suddenly remembered..."

The more she spoke, the quieter she became, as expected, she also felt that what she had done this morning was poisonous.

It was Nighty who spoke, "I'm not sleepy now, really, I'm very sober. What's the matter, Brother X?"

"Are you free this afternoon? I plan to chat with you about the basic situation. You can sort out your understanding of the jungle position. Just have an idea, about heroes, jungle farming ideas, outfits, current game versions, etc. , Find a few games where you think you played better." Jung said.

This is probably the jungler