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

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After a short stay of two seconds, the camera in the arena quickly moved to the faces of other contestants.

But Lu Ke sat upright like a child caught doing bad things, and didn't glance at Zong Heng until the start of the game.

Little did they know that his actions fell into the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room, but they seemed to be trying to cover up.

The lights in the auditorium were dimmed, and the teams from both sides appeared on the stage. In the eyes of the majority of netizens, the result of this game was already a certainty, but whether it was EDR or their opponents, both sides played very seriously, and there was no intention of perfunctory.

For professional players, especially "veterans" like Pang who are over 20 years old, every game with spectators is worth cherishing.

In contrast, the semi-final that was ruined by Sheng Rong's executives and Xue Min was even more regrettable.

Involuntarily, Lu Ke's eyes moved to Zong Heng's face.

A few months ago, when he was sitting in the VIP seat of the London venue, he probably never thought that one day he would watch the last regular season game in China with Kallaite as teammates and lovers.

The light was dim, but Zong Heng was still keenly aware of Lu Ke's gaze on his face, and beside his ears was Yu Xiaoyu's voice quietly analyzing the battle situation with Lin Mu, he glanced at the young man who kept a distance from him deliberately He took out his mobile phone and typed the next sentence:

[What's wrong, boyfriend? 】

Boy friend.

Peeking at the captured bag, Lu Ke quickly looked away, holding the phone tightly as if trying to break it.

However, within ten seconds, he quietly turned his little head back for no other reason. From this angle, Zong Heng's side profile was too seductive.

Since it was an official invitation to watch the game, all the contestants did not wear hats and masks for passers-by when they entered the arena. As lazy as ever.

Noticing that the young man turned his gaze back to himself, he turned his head, raised his eyebrows very lightly, and smiled with his eyes bent.

Lu Ke's heartbeat burst instantly.

Trying to turn his attention back to the game, he felt as if his soul had been split into two, and most of it fell on Zong Heng.

He didn't fully recover until the logo representing EDR's victory came on on the screen.

Beauty deceives people.

Raising his hands and applauding vigorously with the audience, Lu Ke thought happily, thanks to the far enough distance between the auxiliary and C seats, the alliance really had the foresight.

There is no awards ceremony in the regular season, but according to the usual practice, each team still has to accept interviews from various media to talk about their prospects for the playoffs, which is the legendary harsh words.

EDR is playing on the stage, the first row of the player viewing area should belong to YF, but now in order to separate PW and ZOO, this position is cheaper than PW, which is higher.

The seat was on the high side, and the deer who was about to get up could easily see Sunny and Reaper walking shoulder to shoulder, and what was even more speechless was that the latter gave him a provocative look.

Hao Qi, who couldn't bear the ridicule the most, immediately jumped up: "What does he mean?"

"To appease cp fans." Shaking the phone, Yu Xiaoyu had a clear expression on his face, "Sitting in the first row can still be robbed of the limelight by Deer Cub and God K. I'm afraid some people are already depressed enough to vomit blood."

"Slimy is too fake." Hao Qi snorted in disgust, and raised his chin, "It's still true for God K and the deer cub."

As if to enhance his persuasiveness, he slapped the side with his hand: "Are you right, Brother Chen?"

Chen Mingjun, who was stabbed in the back by his teammate crazily: ...to a ghost.

This stinky straight guy who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement.

After what happened yesterday, everyone knows that ZOO’s backstage is not that simple. On the way to the interview venue, many people stared at Lu Ke, and Zong Heng’s eyes were full of blue faces and disasters. big characters.

Only the old P, who just got off the field, had the same expression as usual, and even took the time to bring the players over to say hello.

After all, according to the rules of the league, the first game of the playoffs is the start of the two teams.

"Don't pay any attention to gossip." Old P smacked his lips away from the camera after touching the cigarette for a while, and gradually returned to his decadent and out-of-shape painting style: "If you can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour, I think they are just greedy."

When he is about to retire, the boss is willing to spend a lot of money to help him realize his dream. If it were him, he would have to wake up from his dream.

Perhaps affected by the attitude of their own captain, everyone in EDR did not have the kind of curiosity like looking at a giant panda. A few young substitutes who were with the team even summoned up the courage to ask Zongheng for a few autographs.

"What are you talking about?" Holding a marker pen and a stack of peaked caps in his hand, Dumpling, the captain of the MC, came over and said angrily, "I want it for those brats in the team, hurry up and work."

During the game, everyone was tense and the pressure of competition was relatively high. Now that the regular season has come to an end, it is natural to relax.

Seeing the Q-version Kallaite on the stack of surrounding hats, the old P sneered and laughed: "How do you say that... just throwing a stone in this circle can hit God K's fans, leave home Running away? Smoking and fighting? Sheng Ronghei didn’t go to the right place, and a few years ago, none of us got mixed up like this.”

"Or we're about to be eliminated." Shaking his head, Jiaozi answered with a sigh, "The e-sports industry has just become a full-time professional. Who wants to be reported by their parents every day?"

Last year, in order to find good seedlings to enter the youth training camp, he ran to the opponent's house for several days in a row, and almost didn't wear out his lips.

"Having the ability to publicize the results of our clan team," Old P said with difficulty trying to get a vague impression out of his mind, "I remember that he seemed to be the champion of some school in the past."

"What Zong team?" The signing hand paused slightly, and Zong Heng, who hadn't responded for a long time, was finally willing to speak.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he pulled Lu Ke who was standing behind him listening to other people's chatting, and stood up. He raised his eyelids: "This is my captain."

The fine old P immediately changed his words: "Look at my brain, I'm sorry Captain Xiaolu."

The dumplings watching the play also called the Lu team in unison, knowing that Zongheng was deliberately leading people into their circle.

Usually being called a cub too much, Luke didn't take old P's slip of the tongue to heart at all, but when he heard Zong Heng's earnest correction, he nodded honestly and greeted the two people opposite him.

Inexplicably, he felt that Zong Heng's performance of protecting the calf was somewhat familiar. Old P remembered the cigarettes he had smoked with him a few days ago, and his eyelids suddenly twitched.

——Such a blatant defense, his good brother, could he really abduct the boss?

Should the former AU's Feng Shui be so clever?

I wanted to gossip a little more, but as the winner of tonight's regular season finale, EDR really doesn't have so much free time. Seeing the little boyfriend staring at the back of old P and Jiaozi, Zong Heng raised his eyebrows and said: "What's wrong?"

Lu Ke: "I've also worn that peripheral hat before."

Unfortunately no signature.

As if guessing the second half of the boy's unfinished sentence, Zong Heng raised his hand and rubbed the other party's hair: "Go back and make it up for you."

"Is there such a good thing?" His eyes lit up, and Hao Qifei, who was listening to everything, quickly raised his hand: "I want it, I want it too!"

"You want what you want," Chen Mingjun wished he could just reach out and gag the brat's mouth. He stroked his hair tiredly, "Let's go, let's go to the interview first and then get poor."

The "feat" of forcing Sheng Rong to publicly apologize and dismiss the employees yesterday is still vivid in my memory. Needless to say, the media are curious and enthusiastic about ZOO. Questions unrelated to the game were blocked.

ZOO didn't come on stage today, so there's no need to say anything about the post-match summary, Lu Ke looked at the shots that almost missed his face, and calmly moved a little further away from Zong Heng——

Although a serious love affair is not a hype, but in today's situation, he still hopes that fans and audiences will pay more attention to ZOO as a group.

Ranked fourth in total points, which is indeed a good result for a new team. At the end of the regular season, the performance of all players has been summarized into the most intuitive data, including Lao Ju and Hao Qi, who are the easiest players on weekdays. The neglected tank slots, taken out alone, are all at the upper level in the same class.

After two months and a total of fifteen real battles, ZOO's most criticized shortcoming of too many newcomers has improved unconsciously.

At first, I was worried that Zong Heng's little pink thought would affect the team's performance, but now seeing the other party's deer cub so calm and self-conscious, Coach Chen, who has an old father's heart, was so relieved that he almost pointed at Zong Heng's nose Let the other party study hard.

Unexpectedly, before he could be happy for a few more minutes, Lu Ke, who returned to the RV, changed his previous style and sat shoulder to shoulder, legs to legs, and sat with Zong Heng intimately.

There are fans from various nearby holding their mobile phones to take pictures. Chen Mingjun watched the worried discussion in Weibo Chaohua, and drew the curtains with love:

BE?Can this fucking be called BE?

I don't like being apart for a while.

The video of the match was playing on the mobile phone, Zong Heng looked down for a long time, and finally found the familiar figure in the auditorium through a fleeting shot.

"It's me," Lu Ke naturally leaned on the man's arm, and tapped the suspended villain on the screen with his fingertips. "It's this hat. The signature money will be drawn for a lottery, so it can only depend on luck."

Even though more than half of the picture is full of the golden back of the head, Zong Heng still thinks that Lu Ke's hair color is the most pleasing to the eye. Half a year ago, the boy who was far away on the other side of the ocean was sitting next to him. He listened to the angry accusation in his ear, and suddenly turned his head , Gently kissed each other on the forehead.

There were other people in the RV, Lu Ke looked around in a panic, and let out a breath: "...Brother?"

"Exclusive signature."

With the tails of his long and narrow eyes raised slightly, Zong Heng straightened up and said the provocative words seriously: "No luck."

"I'm right here, whatever I want, I'll supply it to you in the future."

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