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

I want a pentakill.

When I first played "Heroes Assemble", I was keen on competition, and Lu Ke had his own trumpet on each server.

There are too many names to be named, and he will inevitably make a fuss, "Have you kidnapped God K today", which is one of them.

Because of the language problem, the Hanbok ID could not use Chinese. At the beginning, Lu Ke typed in pinyin, but after being judged to be too long and invalid, he switched to Korean from Baidu.

In the era of 5G surfing, no one has a few trumpets to let themselves go, but the deer never thought that one day he would dance in front of the master.

Before the boy could speak, Zong Heng turned his head: "What's wrong?"

Lu Ke: "No."

It's just that something went wrong when the name was changed.

——In response to the call of the country, only the most common accelerator is installed in the club's computer, which cannot bypass the |wall|wall|, no matter how much money he has, he can't spend it.

The newly created account cannot be ranked. After much deliberation, Lu Ke had no choice but to bite the bullet and log in again:

Brother Zong couldn't understand the half-scrambled Korean translation, right...?

At the same time, the viewers who quickly captured the picture also posted bullet screens one after another:

['Did you get K today'?What the hell? 】

[Good guy, just engrave the word "fan" on your face. 】

[Tell a joke. 】

[God K's Korean level six. 】

The most seasoned veteran who has led the team to the World Championships, Zong Heng's language skills need not be mentioned. The moment he received Lu Ke's friend application, the corners of his mouth unconsciously twitched.

There happened to be some tokens left in the account, so Zong Heng clicked on the mall and bought a name change card slowly.

One minute later, Lu Ke watched in bewilderment that the "ZH" in his friend list had changed into two ghostly symbols that he didn't know, but were somehow familiar.

Netizens who are learning and selling now enthusiastically explain their doubts: [It means to get, to get. 】

——Did you get K today?

--Got.

One question and one answer, a proper couple ID.

The person who was so openly provocative still pretended to be serious: "What's so strange? Aren't you my boss?"

Those who signed him said that it was not bad to get it.

The CP fans who just exploded into fireworks were collectively stunned: [Boss? 】

[Is it the boss I understand? 】

When I was on the line with Sheng Rong before, ZOO’s official blog was hidden throughout the whole process, and it was posted by Lu Ke’s personal account. Since then, many netizens who are good at eating melons have smelled gossip. Doubts arose.

Now that they heard the word "boss" in Zong Heng's mouth, although they felt it was reasonable, they couldn't help being shocked.

[Is this the happiness of the rich?You have your own big house. 】

[It's still a four-story building. 】

[So God K signed it himself by the cub? 】

[Thank you, I knocked again. 】

Worried that his relationship with Zong Heng would become a breakthrough point for Heizi's new round of attacks because of his "boss" status, Lu Ke never directly admitted that he invested in ZOO, whether it was an interview or a live broadcast.

At this moment, when Zong Heng called out so suddenly, he was obviously a little surprised, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the other party.

"It doesn't matter." As if he had already guessed what Lu Ke would do, Zong Heng looked back calmly, "Anyway, he will know sooner or later."

knowledge?

what do you know?

Is it the identity of the boss of ZOO, or is it their relationship?

Secretly harboring a big secret that cannot be made public for the time being, Lu Ke's heart was pounding, and like a thief, he withdrew his gaze: "Let's rank first, and strive to be the top of the Hanbok list."

Barrage: [Crazy, but not completely crazy. 】

[After all, God K's MVP trophy is not fake. 】

[To be honest, the Beasts are currently engaged in closed training camps, and there are really few players who can play in the Korean server rankings. 】

Team Beast, BeastGrowl, Roaring Beast, the S7 World Champion, and the God of War team in the beautiful country are the favorites to win this year's championship.

Since the start of the new season, they have been scoring on the national server. Both Lu Ke and Zong Heng's Korean server accounts need to play ten "ranking matches" before they can participate in ranking.

For professional players, such a "fish pond game" that is far lower than their own division, even if it is dragged down by excessively high background data, can only be regarded as an appetizer.

After a long absence, the audience in the live broadcast room saw the "heroic posture" of Lu Ke blocking the opposite hometown with a long sniper.

Each account has the same type of skin as the milk spy. The female spy in the picture is wearing a white dress that can't be seen at first glance, with red hair. Every time she shoots, she can get a series of "Nai" with strong regional style Si (nice)".

The strange characters in the chat box kept flashing, and Lu Ke couldn't help asking in the team's voice: "What are they talking about?"

Zong Heng didn't change his expression: "Praise you for being amazing."

Barrage:【? ? ?It is obviously suspected that the anchor is cheating. 】

[There are still a few who want to add friends. 】

Without doubting the translation level of his male god at all, Lu Ke let out a nonchalant voice, retracted and released the scope, and took away two heads in a blink of an eye.

After three games, he was finally asked in English, wearing a beautiful skin, are you a girl?

Subconsciously, he wanted to pinch the skin of a female voice, but just as Lu Ke turned on the microphone, a sharp sleeping needle brushed along the side of his neck, and nailed it precisely to the wall behind the ear of the interrogating teammate.

No teammate was injured in "Heroes Assemble", but the oncoming sleeping needle still shocked the old man who was leaning against the wall for cover, and the heroes under him jumped up in shock.

After politely typing out an apology and explaining that it was a slippery hand, Zong Heng put away his gun and said slowly, "What? Isn't it enough to have me as an older brother?"

Remembering that when he and the other party met in the game for the first time, they pretended to be a soft girl and called him brother. Lu Ke was guilty for a while, and said after holding back for a long time: "...I didn't intend to call him."

Barrage: [Do you believe this? 】

[Long-lost good brother X little anchor. 】

[The strongest milk sniper slips online, don't ask, it's pure teammate friendship. 】

"Come here, I saw the nurse's head." Eyeing Zongheng's enhanced big move, the deer who was on the verge of the arrow didn't care to talk back and be shy, and hurriedly begged for mercy, "Brother, brother, good brother, Zongheng Brother, I want a Pentakill."

Without the deliberately soft voice, the boy's elder brother's voice was still ridiculously soft, and it was too late to switch to the team's voice. Two seconds later, the audience in the live broadcast room heard another familiar national curse:

"...Fuck!"

The tone is complex, vividly interpreting what is the fear of being almost broken.

Unexpectedly, there are players who can understand Chinese in the team. The deer, who is so skinny that his legs are broken, quickly shuts his microphone, and shoots with a sullen face.

Helplessly, the audience has already seen through his routine:

[Pretending to be cool is useless. 】

[Bao, your neck is red, do you know that? 】

【No hand slipping this time, it seems that God K is really satisfied. 】

With ease in stabilizing his teammate's blood line in the chaotic situation, Zong Heng could guess how the other party's ears were turning red: "Why are you so shy?"

Lu Ke, who fiercely headshot his opponent: "...I didn't."

Zong Heng: "Then call again."

Slowly realizing that this person was deliberately teasing him, Lu Ke, who died with his opponent, turned his head and glared at him. His skin was stained a little red, and he had no momentum, making it easier to bully him.

There was a wolf howl in the barrage:

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

【Is it human? God K can hold back this? 】

【Baby come stare at me!What's so good about a smelly man! 】

The pentakill with headshots in the game formed the strongest contrast with the soft cuteness in reality. After the two finished the ten qualifying matches, Luke's soaring popularity of the live broadcast room had already rushed to the top of Youjing TV.

Hao Qi, who was also spending a lot of time, was extremely envious: "God K, brother Zong, someday you will come to my live broadcast room for a while?"

Turning off Chen Mingjun's WeChat to remind himself to take a break, Zong Heng was noncommittal: "We'll wait until you reach 3800 points."

"3800? Any random top 4400 player from the national service is [-]."

Yu Xiaoyu: "Can it be the same? God K is talking about grading."

Relying on ten rounds of rating alone to reach the division near the Grandmaster, in addition to winning every game, the personal data must also be very impressive.

Completely forgetting that she was still arguing with the other party a few hours ago, Yu Xiaoyu raised her voice: "Cub, what is your headshot rate?"

After casually clicking on the game career and looking at it, Lu Ke stretched out two fingers: "22%."

When there is a shield in the tank position, no matter how hard the bullet is, it has to be stopped obediently, and occasionally it has to be fired to force it out of position. Well-known anchors who play female snipers at home and abroad basically have a headshot rate of around 20.00%.

If it can exceed the limit of 25%, then eight out of ten is a god who is cheating.

"I got some stats in the first few rounds, and I guess it will drop later," Lu Ke opened Zongheng's profile with a score of 3900, and introduced to the audience proudly, "Look, brother Zong's hit rate So high."

Regardless of whether the mirror is opened or not, it is stable at more than 70%.

Chen Mingjun, who rushed to the training room to arrest people himself: "After all, it is a well-known physical supernatural power."

Below 4000 points, someone even dared to confront a female spy.

Hitting the shield in the current version does not count as a hit, but relying solely on the delayed and weird trajectory of the milk sniper to hit such data, it can be called beautiful in the league.

But looking at it from another angle, it also means that Zong Heng has once again overtrained.

"Let's go now." Without giving Chen Mingjun a chance to talk about himself, Zong Heng immediately turned off the game and got up, then stopped next to Lu Ke, "I'll bring you what you want to drink."

After sitting in front of the computer for several hours, Lu Ke shook his head: "I'm with you."

It happens to be able to move twice.

Chen Mingjun, who was holding back his words: ...

The audience in the live broadcast room who was thrown away for the Nth time: ...

It's okay to score in the double row, but why do these two people stick together even to drink water?

In the tea room, Lu Ke unlocked the flashing mobile phone, and unexpectedly found that he was on the trending search.

#Double K upper score speed#

#鹿可K God Boss#

I am very satisfied that a certain wave put his name and male god together. He was about to cut the trumpet and like it one by one, but the milk glass in his hand was suddenly taken away.

Leaning on the bar counter, Zong Heng, who played games all afternoon, lowered his eyes lazily: "I haven't tasted the ice cream yet."

There was silence around him, only the slight sound of the coffee machine running, his words were soft and slow, and there was a sense of aggrieved and coquettish in a trance.

With a sudden heartbeat, Deer Ke, who instinctively chased after the cup, raised his head, and the tip of his nose almost brushed against the smooth jaw of the other party.

"It's not very sweet..." Murmur repeated what Amway said before, he blinked, swallowed silently, then followed his heart quite honestly, and kissed the man's slightly pursed lips——

"...But I think you should like it."

The author says:

Zong Heng: Yes, I like it very much.

I am working hard to recover, and I will try to adapt to the rhythm as soon as possible and resume my daily routine.

Daily comparison, mua.