cry one let me see

After Ruan Jun started the live broadcast, as always, no one watched it, and there were only a pitiful 1k people in the live broadcast room.

However, he didn't want to be popular or make money in the live broadcast, it was purely for playing games incidentally.

He chose a big Naga, and halfway through the fight, he found that someone in the bullet screen asked him to see the private message, but he didn't care, just pretended he didn't see it.

There are often water friends who let him read private messages, either asking him if he can help you fight, or "learn about swimming and fitness", and ask which heroes how to use them. Generally speaking, these private messages have no substantive content at all.

Ruan Jun didn't talk much when he was playing games, and he never turned on Duobibi for things that could be solved by sending signals.

On the other hand, the support from the same team speaks a strong flavor of northern dialect and is very talkative.When we were together with Ruan Jun, he either gritted his teeth and said "Let you hit my big brother", or exclaimed "Big brother hit me!!!"

With such a funny and lively talk, the number of people watching in the live broadcast room has stabilized, and passers-by who were wandering around were initially attracted by the support like a playwright and stayed.As a result, after watching it for a while, he posted a barrage in amazement and said: "The anchor has not missed a single make-up until now, this basic skill is good enough."

Someone else speculated: "Is the anchor a professional?"

Ruan Jun saw the barrage and responded, "Well, I'm a professional."

Someone in the barrage asked again: "Are you really a professional?? No wonder. Which team is the anchor? Why didn't you reveal your ID? The team doesn't allow it. Are you secretly broadcasting live here?"

"No, I don't play DOTA." Ruan Jun said.He's busy dealing with the midlane who ganks him, talking fast and crisp.

Listening to the answer in the live broadcast room, Song Mingyi couldn't help frowning.

He didn't recognize the voice, but the words were too familiar to him.The passerby named Dark who always teamed up with them before said the same thing.

I play professionally, but not professionally playing DOTA2.

Why do the seed players of DOTA2 have to be dug from other games now?Or do other professional players now regard DOTA2 as an entry-level game?

For a moment, he doubted his vision and experience.

Or, playing DOTA2 like this is actually the basic level of other e-sports professional players? ? ?

The barrage was obviously also very surprised, and they asked him what game he played and which team he was in.

Ruan Jun didn't respond again.

At this moment, Song Mingyi's cell phone rang, and the player who said he would think about it before gave his answer. He said that he was very satisfied with the current team and he had no intention of changing jobs.

In this way, the only person left to choose from was the anchor in front of him.

Song Mingyi hung up the phone, and sent another bullet screen for the host to read the private message.

But until the whole round was over and the anchor started another round, he didn't watch the barrage.

Song Mingyi looked at it for a while, lit a cigarette without smoking, held it between his fingers, and manipulated the mouse to directly copy the content of the private message and post it in the barrage.

——"Hi, I'm Song Mingyi, are you interested in playing DOTA?"

The barrage watched and laughed, "Are you still Song Mingyi? I'm still PDD!"

"It's not like Yishen is idle and bored, why would he play in this small live broadcast room?"

Song Mingyi, who was dismissed as bored and had nothing to do: "..."

After the barrage taunted for a round, Ruan Jun saw the full screen of taunting barrages in the gap between last hits. He caught a glimpse of a familiar name, and his heart skipped a beat. In an instant, he missed two last hits and took a skill from the opposite side. , shed some blood.

He simply turned around and went to Cao Cong TP to return to the city. Taking advantage of this gap, he went through all the previous barrages until he saw the first barrage from Song Mingyi.

After reading it, he shook his finger, and quickly opened the private message again, and saw a private message with the same content, word for word.

His first reaction was "The idol actually asked me to play DOTA!"

The second thing I realized was that fortunately I changed to a small account to go online today, and didn't use a large account to go up the ladder, otherwise the vest would not be able to wear it.

In the live broadcast room, everyone saw the big Naga who had returned to the city standing motionless and stupidly, and there was no sound of typing on the keyboard or clicking the mouse in the live broadcast room.

"What's the host doing? Dropped? Where's the person?"

Ruan Jun quickly clicked on the small map, and when the character was walking slowly down the road tower, he shook his hand and replied to the private message: "I want to fight!"

Song Mingyi was thinking about whether he was a bit reckless like this, and why the other party kept not responding, whether he didn't see it or thought he was a liar, when he suddenly heard the phone vibrate, and there was a string of shaking hands after the reply exclamation mark.

Song Mingyi sent his WeChat ID: "It's not clear here, let's talk in detail after you finish the live broadcast."

His WeChat ID is his own game ID. Ruan Jun memorized it when he was added for the first time. Looking at it again this time, it was inevitable that his hand would shake again, his position would drift, and he ate a mouthful of the fire girl on the opposite side. Control skills, almost killed.

——"What's going on, the anchor is distracted? Get hit twice." Someone began to complain about the barrage.

Ruan Jun didn't bother to complain, and replied "Okay" to Song Mingyi, and then managed to regain his attention, and finished the game safely.

He has always focused on playing games, and now he has things on his mind that didn't affect his performance. He decisively brought up the rhythm, pushed the tower while developing and killing people, and quickly won the round, and then became very cold He spit out two words "down", and turned off the live broadcast.

Those who sent the "666" bullet chat had just pressed the Enter key, and saw that the bullet chat they sent could only slowly slide across the blacked out screen.

The "666" that filled the screen was instantly replaced by "???".

Ruan Jun logged off the live broadcast, clicked on the chat box with Song Mingyi and started typing, "Senior, I was just now..."

After hitting here, he deleted it again.

After the finals of the last autumn competition, he expressed to Song Mingyi that he wanted to play games with him.

Although he didn't directly say that he wanted to play games with him, "playing with him" was actually a very clear point, and Ruan Jun thought that Song Mingyi should understand.

But almost a week has passed, and Song Mingyi has not responded to him.

Is the other party not optimistic about yourself?

But he has never seen himself playing DOTA, how does he know that he is not suitable?

Thinking of this, Ruan Jun deleted all the words in the dialog box, and asked him: "Senior, are you playing DOTA?"

But he waited for a long time and did not get a reply.

Instead, Song Mingyi sent a private message to his live broadcast account during the period: "Don't forget WeChat."

It was almost five or six minutes after he sent the WeChat message.

This shows that during this period of time, Song Mingyi checked his mobile phone and even WeChat, and only sent him a message when he found that there were no new friend requests.

But he didn't reply to his WeChat.

Ruan Jun pinched the phone, his fingertips turned white, and his heart was beating extremely anxiously.

Between himself and a "passerby" who played well, Song Mingyi chose this passerby.

But he didn't know that this passer-by was me.

Ruan Jun stared blankly for a while, thinking of Song Mingyi's smile during the barbecue that day, the phrase "distressed", and thinking of Song Mingyi's slightly distant smile after the game ended, and finally landed on his private message just now.

Then Ruan Jun quit his WeChat, applied for a small account, and sent Song Mingyi a friend request.

This friend request was quickly accepted.

Ruan Jun's heartbeat became even more chaotic, and even his temples were throbbing with pain. He felt uncomfortable as if someone had snatched away his precious treasures.

"Hello." After greeting Song Mingyi, he took the initiative to introduce the situation to the opposite party: "I have a DOTA team that is being formed here, and the current personnel are almost the same..."

The phone rang, Ruan Jun looked down and found a long message from Song Mingyi.

This sudden pain spread from the temple to the back of the head, and my heart was also sore.

He forced himself to be calm, read the passage carefully, and fell on "see you at a suitable opportunity", and suddenly clenched his hand holding the phone, making him even more nervous.

You must tell him the truth before that, tell him that you belong to Ruan Jun, otherwise you will be deceiving.

Ruan Jun's face was a little pale.

But he didn't appreciate me in the first place. If he found out it was me, would he be disappointed and ask for a replacement?

The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he regretted it. He wished he could go back to the live broadcast just now and tell the barrage that he was the king-fighting Ruan Jun.

But where in the world is there a machine that goes back in time?He is already riding a tiger, and there is no turning back.

It wasn't until nearly 10 minutes passed that Ruan Jun typed "OK" and sent it.

I just hope it doesn't get hated.

That night, another breaking news broke out in the "King" circle.

The KPL event organizing committee officially released a message titled "Punishment Statement".

The official stated that after a series of analysis and investigations, although due to various privacy policies and other reasons, it is impossible to find out whether the T-lion team has bought drugs, but negative competition is a certainty.

In view of their repeated negative games, which affected the order of the game, the official imposed three penalties on the club.

1. The teams under the T-lion club will be banned from participating in all future events held by the organizer for life.

2. Sun Xiaoda, substitutes Yu Wanwan, Shi Jiang, and Zhao Ying are banned from participating in any competitions under the sponsor for life.

3. Other T-lion players are prohibited from participating in the organizer's competitions within two years. As for whether they can participate after two years, it will be assessed separately at that time.

The first two are fine, but many people realize something is wrong after finishing the third.

Not only Sun Xiao's fans were blown up, but also the audience who watched the final of the loser's bracket.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see Ruan Jun's hard work in the last round. Why was Ruan Jun included in the third penalty? ? ?