Our team is not allowed to fall in love

When Cheng Xi packed his luggage and went out, he found Lin Shenchu ​​at the door of Lu Miaozhou's room with a dazed expression, like a primary school student standing for punishment, so he couldn't help being curious.

"Wood, what's wrong with you, Brother Lu, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Shen was shocked: "No, it's okay. Hey, I just helped Zhoushen move the book, and I'll wait for you two to go down together."

Zhoushen doesn't care about me, but Zhoushen obviously wants to "what" you, why are you so stupid and not enlightened, don't wait until the time is eaten up and wiped out and call "Brother Lu", alas.

"I'm done, I can go down now..." Cheng Xi nodded, seeing Lu Miaozhou coming out, the two dimples on his cheeks deepened, "Brother Lu!"

Lin Shen resigned himself to his fate and sighed in his heart, but when he thought about it, if the flame sticks to the boat god like this, maybe the two of them can do it too?

Just go with the flow.

Just as he was about to move, he bumped into Lu Miaozhou Heping's, with a warning cold look in his eyes, he immediately adjusted his expression, and retracted the hand that was going to hook Chengxi's shoulder along the way.

"flame, let's go, the equipment hasn't arrived yet, my hands are itchy if I don't play games all day, let's go to the Internet cafe to practice?"

Cheng Xi didn't answer, but turned to look at Lu Miaozhou questioningly.

"Okay, let's go."

Lu Miaozhou squinted his eyes, saw Cheng Xi standing still, and waited until he came to his side before moving with him, and his thin lips hooked indiscernibly.

"Just right, Sword sent me a message just now, saying that he wants to form a four-row team with us, see if our team's level is OK, and then decide whether to come to AIM."

When they heard that it was about their future teammates, the expressions on their faces became more serious.

Cheng Xi pulled the zipper of his jacket: "Brother Lu, tell Sword that you can fight in about an hour... What level is it?"

Lu Miaozhou smiled relaxedly, and stretched his wrist.

"...Probably at the level of a champion."

An hour later, the three of them boarded the game in a private room of a nearby Internet cafe.

Cheng Xi was sitting in the middle, and Lin Shen pushed his elbow.

"Hey, Flame, before you and Zhoushen, didn't you and Sword were on the same team in LION? What level do you two have? He still needs to play a game with you to decide?"

Cheng Xi familiarized himself with the keyboard of the Internet cafe, and put on the earphones: "Brother Lu is familiar with him, I... I was in the second team at that time, and I was not familiar with Sword."

At that time, he was only 16 years old, just old enough to be a professional player, and he joined the second team of Lions. He was more relaxed in front of Lu Miaozhou, but with others, he was still the same as in high school, restrained, polite, and polite.

So apart from training day and night, and not wanting to embarrass Lu Miaozhou who brought him into the team, the daily communication with other teammates is basically zero.

Lin Shen scratched the back of his head, not knowing why: "Oh...that's okay, this one is four rows with him, and he must be able to lie comfortably, and win without giving me blood once!"

Into the game, is the jungle map.

They are all on trumpets, but they are also in the top [-] divisions of the national server. Looking across from the other side, two of the four have the IDs of professional players.

Only the large size used by Sword, as expected, Ink, the medical soldier of the opposite ACT team, saw Sword and immediately sent a full-screen message to greet him with a smile.

"Sword, there are three passers-by in line? It seems that you are going to give me points in this round."

Ink is the captain of ACT, a 25-year-old veteran, very popular in the circle, and can talk to anyone.

Sword: "Well, I will give you points."

The three "passers-by" sat in front of the computer, couldn't help but smile when they saw the news in the chat box, and the keyboards were crackling, and they chose the first one to use ink.

"Xiaoxi, you command."

"Okay... Ink, the coordinates are 529 on the x-axis and 106 on the y-axis. Brother Lu, you can follow him from the front, and wood can go up from the back."

Lu Miaozhou controlled the character, and tapped the keyboard quickly with his slender fingers. The soft white light reflected on the young man's sharp-edged face, making his black eyes deeper and deeper, but the expression inside was calm and composed.

"I can accept Ink's head by myself. Wood continues to explore the map. Xiaoxi can help me control the movement of the assault soldiers who are with Ink, okay?"

"Row."

Ink didn't slacken his operation just because there were three "passers-by" on the opposite side. He gave his own assault soldier a protective shield and followed the assault soldier in a regular manner.

"Brother Lu, I can only snip off the shields of the assault soldiers."

"enough."

As soon as the words fell, a gunshot rang out, and the shield shattered in response.

With the sound of the gun, Lu Miaozhou crawled and hid under a high slope. With a flick of the mouse, the bullets accurately wiped away half the blood of the assault soldier on the opposite side.

Ink reacted quickly, and immediately milked the blood back for his assault soldier. Just as he was about to turn on the voice to let him retreat to find a bunker, he saw that his assault soldier had already rushed towards Lu Miaozhou's direction. Obviously, he felt that he was carrying a medical Soldiers can be tough.

"Brother Lu, Ink's position is very good, I missed it."

Cheng Xi moved the scope and shot, opening the distance between Ink and the enemy assault soldiers.

"That's all right, shoot again."

Ink dodges Cheng Xi's sniper bullet, and the tricky trajectory rubs him a little bloody skin, forcing him to slow down, seeing that his assault soldiers are about to leave his healing range.

"Sword, you passers-by teammates can do it!"

Lu Miaozhou's eyes were fixed on the two of them who were gradually opening up the distance from the enemy. Just as he was sure that the assault soldier had escaped the healing range of Ink, he immediately showed his head from the bottom of the slope, and fired directly at the opposite side.

Not a single bullet in the shuttle was wasted, and all of them hit the assault soldier on the opposite side.

"Damn it, why don't the medical soldiers give me blood back?"

Cheng Xi opened the scope and fired another shot, knocking back half a step from Ink, who was about to heal the assault soldier at the beginning.

Ink watched his assault soldier fall, and said in a voice: "The sniper on the other side and the No. 1 assault soldier can both play, don't waste your time."

Just after finishing speaking, there was another kill notification sound in the game. Lin Shen took the sword and successfully exchanged 0 for 2, killing the other two on the opposite side.

Only then did Ink realize something was wrong, and just as he was about to retreat, he saw a sparking grenade thrown behind him to restrict his movement.

He had no choice but to show his head from behind the cover, and was shot between the eyebrows by Cheng Xi, who had been waiting long ago, and took his head away.

"Sword, tell the truth, you can't be in the fourth row, right? Where did you find him?"

Ink looked at his four avatars with black screens waiting for resurrection in the spring water, pondering over the memory.

"That sniper didn't say a word in the early stage, and he shot so insidiously when he fought, it was a bit like a flame... God Xi? Did you use the trumpet? Don't worry, I didn't start the live broadcast."

This wave was annihilated and almost pushed to the opponent's base.

Hearing that Ink said that there was no live broadcast, Cheng Xi directly admitted: "Well, it's me."

Ink scolded with a smile: "Flame? Why are you still playing with a small account? I heard that you have built your own team. Shouldn't you be busy with formalities and recruiting people now, and you still have time to play games with Sword?"

Cheng Xi and Lu Miaozhou looked at each other, remembering that his team still lacks a medical soldier, so the members have not been announced.

Although most of the Internet guessed that the members must have sailing and wood, but there is no real hammer, of course Ink dare not say it directly.

"The formalities are all over... It was Brother Lu who took me to play games with Sword. Don't say anything about your business today."

Ink has been in the circle for almost eight years, how could he still not know what Cheng Xi meant: "Don't worry, I won't say a word before your official announcement. Then... Zhou Shen, say hello?"

Lu Miaozhou turned on the mic, his voice was very low, and he didn't stop pointing to the opposite base because of Ink's greetings: "Long time no see."

While talking, he slowly raised his gun, and suddenly killed Ink, who had just rushed out of the spring and was about to try again.

Ink gritted his teeth: "Long time no see, Zhoushen is still so vicious... I'm just short of getting into the top 200, can you do me a favor?"

"The tactics of delaying time, it's fine to lie to Xiaoxi, but to me?"

Lu Miaozhou chuckled, looking at Cheng Xi's curved peach eyes, he was rarely in the mood to add something.

"Congratulations, ink, now you are only two games away from entering the top 200, are you happy?"

[The author has something to say: ink: Gan, I'm so happy, Zhoushen, you are a real dog! 】