I'll take you to lie down [E-sports]

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"...The bullets that can't be shot by a sniper have flight time, and sleep needles and grenades also count as parabolas," Zong Heng watched helplessly as the boy's three shots healed and two shots emptied, Zong Heng finally understood the reason why the other party wanted to play matching, " It’s better to open the scope and shoot instantly, although it will leave a ballistic trajectory, but at least it is an instant hit.”

Trying to use consciousness and hand speed to make up for the mistakes caused by the empty gun, the blond boy hummed, puffed his face and explained to the audience who said he was acting: "No trouble, I really predicted it."

But just like a sharpshooter who hits every shot may not be able to play with bows and arrows, this kind of heroes with delayed ballistics have never listened to him very much.

Fortunately, in the matchmaking game, most of the players came to practice the heroes that they couldn't get out of the rankings. They were optimistic by nature. Lu Ke only struggled for a few seconds before regaining his spirits and showing the audience his new hero. Pumped skin.

The crimson robe is loose and casual, and the long blond hair is tied behind the head by a green headband. With the updated snow scene of the game map, the already excellent modeling of milk sniper Frey is even more extravagant.

It is rare to observe his favorite hero from a third perspective. Zong Heng looked at the boy's character bouncing around in circles, and suddenly understood the reason why the other party insisted on calling the new skin "gift", and also found something that was usually ignored pleasure.

After a game was over, he turned off the computer and logged out self-disciplinedly, but the phone on the table suddenly vibrated a few times:

[Can I ask the boss's VX number?I didn't play well in the last round, so I'll refund you the gift money. 】

——It's a private message from Youjing TV "Anchor Look".

In the live broadcast screen before exiting, the blond boy put the mobile phone upside down on the table after sending the message, his expression was normal, and he didn't intend to use it to make a good impression.

There is no reason to return the things sent out, and I don’t have the habit of casually adding strangers. I typed a reply of "no". Just after Zong Heng quit the live broadcast, he received a WeChat message from Chen Mingjun:

[Quickly check Weibo, PW is really messing around. 】

At [-]:[-] p.m. China time, the PW team, which has been controversial after the global competition, officially issued an official announcement, confirming the "rumor" that it terminated the contract with the "veteran" Kallaite.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, because of the nationality brought by PW's consecutive championships in the past few years, the entry of #K神消改# was quickly topped by e-sports fans and eat melon passers-by.

"Fuck! Terminate the contract before the transfer window opens? Shock the whole family!"

"Tear your face after the collapse of the talk? Is PW determined to push Sunny?"

"I heard that the price of free people is very low..."

"But that's God K."

"Hey, at the age of 23, it's time to retire."

"I said that PW didn't hold back anything good." Chen Mingjun had rehearsed a similar scene in his mind in advance, and dialed Zong Heng's phone, barely calm, "At the end, I will have a wave of heat to suck your blood. "

Two days ago, the five-year contract between Zong Heng and PW expired naturally. The two sides disagreed and had frequent disputes. Naturally, there was no possibility of renewing the contract.

Nowadays, PW chooses to break out this news before the transfer period, no doubt it wants to attract traffic for its own club, and by the way, push the newcomers who will play next season.

Unexpectedly, the world is unpredictable, and in the end, only Zong Heng's ID reached the top of the hot search.

"That's good, so that they don't deliberately offer high-priced cards for you to transfer," Chen Mingjun was very aware of the twists and turns, and he comforted in a low voice, "Go to his [-] or [-]% of the money, there is no need to give the money to him for nothing. Bunch of bastards."

Besides, if it is true what Zong Heng said last night, the other party wants to form a new team, a free man is indeed a relatively convenient identity.

Thinking of this incident, Chen Mingjun couldn't help asking: "Where's that little anchor from before? How was your chat with him?"

A good seedling with talent high enough to attract Zong Heng's attention did not enter the youth training team, and probably has no intention of playing professionally.

"No chat, just played a few games," Zong Heng said slowly, always calmly, "You need to be careful about selecting players, and I will observe and observe."

"Let's be a little bit tighter," Chen Mingjun couldn't help pouring cold water on him, "The transfer period is approaching, and all the big teams are busy absorbing fresh blood. Be careful that the seedling you fancy runs off with someone else." .”

As if the young man's movement in sync with his own rhythm appeared in his mind again, Zong Heng shook his head firmly: "He won't."

"The only thing he wants to go to is PW."

——"I really wanted to go to PW at first."

With a cup of steaming coffee in front of him, Deer took a spoonful of milk froth and propped his chin with one hand: "But now that God K has terminated his contract with PW, what's the point of going there."

The mobile phone on the stand was on a video call, and a young man was sitting on the opposite side of the screen, who was eating fans.

"...So you're not going to play professionally?" With single eyelids and a high nose bridge, he gulped down the powder and wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, "It's a pity, I thought I could see you on the field next year."

Fish, Yu Xiaoyu, the substitute nanny of Huaguo's wealthy team EDR, also opened a vest account to rank in the European server, plus there are just a few top [-] players. friend.

Knowing how much homework the opponent has done in the past six months, especially PW, Yu Xiaoyu put down his supper: "Or you wait? Let's see who God K will choose?"

"I'm running out of time, actually I have a better idea," Lu Ke looked up at the camera, and changed the subject, "What about you, will you play as a substitute next season?"

"Probably." Considering that she was still in the dormitory, Yu Xiaoyu lowered her voice, half mocking herself and half explaining, "A rookie, with no experience, always needs to sit on the bench a few more times."

But as we all know, the golden period of e-sports players is only a few short years. Now that they have entered this industry, no matter how rational they are, no one really has the dream of being a starter.

Knowing the opponent's strength, the blond boy sincerely proposed: "Have you considered transferring?"

Yu Xiaoyu: "Transfer? The contract hasn't expired yet, who is willing to buy me a newcomer at a high price?"

Lu Ke blinked: "Me."

"Ahem!" A sip of mineral water choked the intake pipe, and Yu Xiaoyu coughed until his face turned red.

Desperately suppressing the hand that wanted to point at the other party, he tried to look polite: "You?"

A small anchor with only 15 followers?

"It's me," the blond boy smiled and nodded without any annoyance at being underestimated and questioned, "Actually, I planned to form a new team from the very beginning, but I was not yet an adult at that time, and God K was still in PW..."

"Wait a minute," the more I heard it, the more weird it became, Yu Xiaoyu's eyes widened, "I hear what you mean, do you still plan to buy God K?"

The interrupted deer looked natural: "That's right."

"Okay, now I'm sure you're confused by drinking coffee," Yu Xiaoyu exaggeratedly touched the boy's forehead through the screen, Yu Xiaoyu looked loving, and raised his hand to hang up the phone, "Be good, it's getting late, Wash up and sleep."

"Don't make trouble," leaning back to hide, Lu Ke tightened his face, "Just now you give me a letter of approval for my proposal."

Xu Shi was affected by the young man's expression at the moment, Yu Xiaoyu thought for two seconds before saying: "If you can really get God K here, I will pack up and transfer without saying a word."

"Otherwise, you'll have to accompany me to score in [-] games in double row."

Lu Ke didn't hesitate: "It's a deal."

"It's a deal." After all, Yu Xiaoyu couldn't bear to break the child's dream, and nodded cooperatively. After hanging up the phone, she realized how outrageous she had promised.

There are less than five months left until the next spring split, and you want God K to join a temporary new team?

It is more realistic to dream under the quilt.

However, Lu Ke, who was nestling on the sofa with his notebook in his arms, had no time to worry about it. He dug out a sealed proposal, drank half a cup of coffee in one go, and clattered on the keyboard.

The sun rose and the moon set, and he stayed up all night relying on coffee, so that when Lu Ke started broadcasting the next day, even male fans who were usually insensitive to appearance noticed his dark circles.

What's even more abnormal is that the young man's state of clearly not having a good rest lasted for more than a week. He also followed the other party's live broadcast room, and Chen Mingjun thought thoughtfully: "This little anchor...could it be a broken relationship? ?”

Professions like theirs, which rely more on technology and more on mentality, generally reject players with love brains.

"I've watched his replays, and his level hasn't dropped." Zong Heng glanced at Chen Mingjun, not intending to discuss other people's private lives, "There is water on the tea table, pour it yourself."

"You're a guest, you're too lazy," Chen Mingjun pointed at the app on his phone with a whale drawn, and said in a serious second, "Youjing TV, they want to talk to you about cooperation through me."

Knowing that the contact information of Chen Mingjun, the former PW team leader, is not a secret in the circle, Zong Heng leaned on the pillow, calmly: "Cooperation? They think I will retire and become an anchor?"

"No, no, they want to recruit you to form a new team," Chen Mingjun waved his hand, and Chen Mingjun relayed the truth, "Do you remember AU? It was bought by a rich second generation to make your boyfriend happy, but now it seems Transferred to Whale TV."

Zong Heng: "Oh, remember, the one at the end of the crane last season."

It is also fortunate that HPL now has no relegation match and more investment quotas, otherwise AU would not even be able to keep its qualification to participate in the league.

"Teams that are playing games are also coming to ask me?" Xuxu glanced at his friend, the man raised his eyebrows and said, "No, don't talk, let them find another expert."

"Of course I know what kind of temper you have, but they gave too much." With a slight sigh, Chen Mingjun raised his fingers one by one, "5000 million."

The price is enough to buy two Zongheng.

Holding the savings from five years of competitions, endorsements, and financial management in his hand, Zong Heng laughed: "So? You sold me for 5000 million?"

"How can it be?"

Quickly denying it, Chen Mingjun spoke uprightly: "...But as I said there, if it's not enough, you can add more."

"Add until you are satisfied."

The author says:

Lu Ke: That's right, it's me, I have money.

Zong Heng: I have someone.

Chen Mingjun: What a coincidence, isn't it!Let's meet!

Comparing with each other every day, Jiumi.