The e-sports god who was delayed by medicine is my ex-boyfriend

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Pei Xinzhuo, who was wearing a black ball uniform, punched the table and said angrily, "What the hell are you going to do as a substitute? It's really embarrassing."

"Why did Yang Guohua disqualify us for playing gambling games, and was banned for two months!? His family opened it in China?"

Jiang Tongyan crossed her legs, lowered her eyebrows, and took a sip of the iced black tea at hand: "The dog bit you, and you want to bite back?"

It's getting cold...

"The big red sun is hanging on the head, it's cool?" Pei Xinzhuo laughed:

"Come on, let's form a team by ourselves, and the dormitory at the base is easy to use. What about the people? It's not counted as a substitute, and there are still three short. I can't play two-on-five. I feel ashamed."

"The contract between Old K and Xiao Jing is coming to an end, the transfer period is coming, and the house in the training room is also looking for, don't worry, I won't lose too much sir."

Jiang Tongyan slid back the gaming chair, freed her knee that had been aggrieved for a long time, tapped the screen to log in to the Rabbit Ear live broadcast, selected TPLA and slid down.

TPLA is the game TIMES (Times) global professional league, developed and established in the Nordic region, and its popularity is increasing year by year, ranking among the top 2 most popular games in the world.

TIMES is a 5V5 operational awareness competitive game. The two sides enter from the time flood at the beginning, support the time world in three layers, and guard the world tree as a whole.

After entering the arena, there will be a time record on everyone's head. Killing a hero or elf will increase the time, which can be used to upgrade skills and buy equipment. If a party's times is 0 or the world tree is destroyed, it is a failure.

Characters of different professions have different time domains, such as the mage Ye Ming, who can summon a 12-year-old god; the assassin Chang Xi, who has the power of moonlight.

Pei Xinzhuo lifted up his soccer jersey and wiped his face, feeling aggrieved: "This broken Internet cafe doesn't even have an air conditioner, and it's still cold. I'll get cold first."

Knowing that Jiang Tongyan and Ah Lie were at odds, he deliberately said, "Where is Ah Lie, is he coming? He's Yang Guohua's confidant, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk 5000 years of being the top mid laner..."

Jiang Tongyan greeted him with a middle finger with a smile, and kicked him again to relieve his anger.

A few seconds later, the man's hand holding the bottle hovered in mid-air, gave him a look, and said meaningfully: "Isn't there?"

What is displayed on the screen is the replay of [Orange Juice] live broadcast on May 5:

The teammates in the passerby game are of average level, especially the assassins, who got the kingdom of God Odin, but they are not good enough.

Everyone eats water, and no one talks about who else's food.

The assistant is "Val", a small and cute craftsman who can create treasures for teammates and change equipment regardless of level.

The assassins on both sides of the upper grass in the middle level competed for the time elf, and started a small group battle. The assistant stood under the tower and returned to the city. There was no support and no shield.

The anchor is playing "Hella", the queen of the underworld, who is good at ice and fog, and can freeze the opponent's time. What are the teammates 0/8/1, 0/6/0 (kill/death/assist), He holds the team advantage 11/1/3.

Jiang Tongyan couldn't be bothered to watch the Internet trolls scolding each other, so he turned the speed up to twice the speed. After a while, the Queen of High Leng was targeted for having too many "rewards" on her head, and was forced to go down the tower.

The anchor is very strange, it can be called a clear stream in the live broadcast:

Wearing short-sleeved vertical stripes in summer, clean and tidy, not showing his face during the live broadcast, and sometimes wearing a mask, a proper social cadre!

Is a white shirt what he should be wearing at his age?

The mask changes into a flower belt, sometimes it is black, and when I am in a good mood, I change it to white. I don’t know if it is extremely ugly or too, beautiful, low-key.

"Brother Mask" has a weird personality, but his explanation is in place. When he entered the venue, he told the audience intimately: "Their assistant assassin is here."

short and dainty,

easy to understand,

Cherish words like gold.

Flying crazily on the barrage:

【? ? ? 】

[What the hell are you talking about, the mask is too loud, I didn't hear clearly! 】

After the words fell, he manipulated "Hella" out of the tower, and the mage on the opposite side was "Fantiti", representing the truth and justice of time. Lorry had hard control and no movement, and three big moves entered the field without touching To Hella a strand of hair.

"Titi" felt that it was not good, but the moment she turned around, the underworld girl seemed to have calculated it, and pressed Q in seconds to release the skill to stun her face, harvest silently, take A away, and leave the opponent's assassin and support at the bottom of the tower in shock.

A set of operations was smooth and smooth, and finally retreated to the wild area with a displacement.

[? ? ?This is a single kill]

【What happened too fast I didn't see clearly】

[This wave predicts 666 to be a proper atmosphere]

[I rely on the anchor, you can hang up, obviously you have no vision, how do you know that the support and jungler on the opposite side are all here? 】

【Impossible just now, the assistant was still on the road to protect the ADC and report and open the report! 】

[Opposite assistant:? ? ?Which eye of yours saw me coming up? 】

[Ah, "Orange Juice" is so handsome, Mom loves you! 】

Pei Xinzhuo said: "It's just... routine operation."

Jiang Tongyan admitted that after watching this video at 0.5x, [-]x, and [-]x speed no less than [-] or [-] times, the audience almost memorized the barrage, and would vomit if they didn't keep it all together.

When showing it to Pei, he pretended to pinch his eyebrows to be lazy, and then raised his head, his eyes suddenly fixed on a thin white spot under the neckline of the "little cadre".

After the solo kill, the tight collarbone visibly relaxed and moved again, with a tinge of red.

Jiang Tongyan didn't notice that she was distracted, so she paused the video and said, "In the whole round, I only hit a non-directional skill once. In the last wave here, the Summoner skill and a costume change can solve the fatal injury in seconds."

Pei Xinzhuo replied: "It's great, it's what the elders call orange juice?"

Jiang Tongyan: "..."

"Everyone calls Pei Xinzhuo the thief jb fierce man just like you?"

Pei Xinzhuo: "No, it's okay to be handsome and blow up the sky."

Jiang Tongyan was speechless, and silently said three times that killing a person violated the law, and then let go of the fist that was about to hit him as big as a steamed bun.

Pei Xinzhuo added: "But where can you find such a powerful mid laner who doesn't show his face and is willing to show his face and play professionally?"

Jiang Tongyan covered her mouth and yawned back for a long time.

After watching the replay of the live broadcast all afternoon, his upper and lower eyelids were touching each other, and he asked vaguely, "Otherwise, why do you think I'm in an Internet cafe?"

Pei Xinzhuo: "???"

"I found someone to check, and his live broadcast IP is here. I don't believe that I can't wait for Orange Juice Rabbit."

Pei Xinzhuo said: "It's called orange juice!"

Jiang Tongyan raised her forehead in embarrassment: "...Really? They are all the same color, just about the same."

The glass door of "Lvluo Internet Cafe" is open to the street, and the computer monitor is placed in the green plants. Looking in from the window, there are people's heads moving from left to right on the leaves, which is inexplicably cautious.

Zhang Huailin stood at the door, looked at and shouted: "Jiang Tongyan, come out!"

Jiang Tongyan leaned against the window, raised her head swayingly, and smiled back: "Auntie, you also ran away from home?"

Five years ago, Jiang's mother, Zhang Huaiqiong, passed away from cancer. Zhang Huailin raised him as her own son. In the morning, she received a phone call from Jiang Ying saying that he had run away from home in a fit of anger. Zhang Huailin was so scared that she almost called the police.

"Still running away from home, you've learned a lot, Tong Tong, are your wings stiff when you're recommended to Beijing Medical University?" Zhang Huailin took advantage of the opportunity to pinch Jiang Tongyan's right ear.

Jiang Tongyan is a senior in high school this year, and signed to CK Club to play professionally at the end of January, and the recommendation is just an explanation for his father.

Now it's all right, the boss's gambling caused their team to be suspended for two months, if Jiang Tongyan can't keep fighting, she will go back to study medicine and inherit the family business.

"Don't don't, auntie, I was wrong, I'll just come out and go online."

Zhang Huailin felt distressed and stopped, and said: "I know that Jiang Ying remarried and you are unhappy. No one asked you to accept Aunt Sun. You have been living with me during this time."

Jiang Tongyan stopped at her feet, concealed the disappointment in her eyes, smiled as usual, and replied to her: "It's okay, I've already found the house."

"So fast? Where, show me."

Jiang Tongyan led Zhang Huailin around a corner and walked to an old town.

The house is an old two-story vertical building, the dirt road is peeled off, there is no property and no access control, and the anti-theft doors of each household are replaced by themselves.

Fortunately, the neighbors are friendly, flowers and grass are planted in the courtyard at the entrance, and there is a North Street vegetable market at the entrance of the community.

When she arrived at the door, Jiang Tongyan took out her keys in her pocket. The temperature in early summer soared, and the children playing crazy nearby were already sweating profusely. When they ran past them, they greeted them cheerfully.

Jiang Tongyan nodded and blew a loud whistle as a response.

Zhang Huailin patted him, and said softly: "Be polite, don't teach bad people."

Entering the door, the cement floor of the small courtyard, a piece of land was dug out in the corner, and a few roses were planted, pink and yellow blooming in full bloom.

Jiang Tongyan pushed the narrow glass door and called out, "Grandma."

The house is full of simple furnishings, and at a glance, the house is full of flowers and plants, and there is a parrot and an old lady sitting on a spring and autumn sofa chair.

The old man lifted up the amber reading glasses, put down the sweater needlework at hand, and said, "Xiao Jiang, you're back."

Zhang Huailin followed by the sofa and recognized her at a glance.

"you are……"

Su Yu smiled warmly and nodded lightly as affirmation.

"I live here. I saw it. The environment is good and the neighbors are good. Don't worry? Worrying too much will make you old."

Zhang Huailin resisted the urge to pinch his ears, and turned around politely. In fact, she was already relieved when she recognized the landlady.

"Is there anyone else here besides you and the landlady?"

Jiang Tongyan frowned and recalled that he just moved yesterday, and he was as sleepy as a dog when he came back in the middle of the night, and it was dark in the morning to find a suitable house as a base. Who knows if there is anyone else.

The second floor is fully equipped with two bedrooms, one bathroom, one kitchen and one living room. Jiang Tongyan lives in the spacious and sunny room.

Su Yu put on an apron and answered for him: "There is one more, my grandson, who is in high school."

Jiang Tongyan suddenly recalled that when she put away the toiletries, she met a strange boy——

The man went back and forth with a watering can to water the flowers, and when he was done he teased the birds on the balcony shelf.

When he came back to his senses, he lowered his head again, and happened to see a cross-body bag on the cabinet with the second door, with the words "Serve the People" printed on it in bright red.

Jiang Tongyan: "..."

No, no, no!Today's high school students are such small cadres?Is it possible that there is also an enamel jar with a cover printed with the Chinese characters "Hongxi" for making tea?

Jiang Tongyan was amused by her conjecture.

"Just started high school?" Zhang Huailin became interested as the dean, "Where did you go? Can you keep up with your studies?"

Su Yu picked up the "Mathematics Workbook" on the table and proudly pointed it out to the two of them: "Yi Shen, you're in No. [-] Middle School."

In Zhang Huailin's mind instantly appeared a face that made people's blood pressure "slowly" rise, and tried to calm down: "I know this child, he studies hard!"

Yi Shen, Class 20, Senior Two.

Could it be possible that the experimental class is still a top student?

curiosity kills the cat.

Jiang Tongyan pretended to look around, but in fact quietly pinched the side corner of the homework book and opened it, and a lot of backgammon "checkered circles" appeared vividly on the paper.

Dean:"……"

Proud grandma: "..."

He was embarrassed to touch the tip of his nose, and stammered: "Study, study is really serious."

Unbearable, Zhang Huailin stood on tiptoe and patted him: "You have grown hands! If you get good grades, please help Yi Shen more. If he doesn't know how to ask questions, you can correct them for him."

"Okay, okay." Jiang Tongyan agreed, thinking that I will definitely help him correct it.

On the fourth floor of the No. [-] Teaching Room of No. [-] Middle School, the first class from left to right, the last row near the door, and a boy with a separate desk sneezed for the fourth time.

After finally waking up and slowing down, the head teacher stipulated that he would change his position every two weeks, but he could not move.

Yi Shen raised his hand and knocked on the back of the desk and chair in front of him, with a calm expression, but his voice was slightly nasal, and asked, "Have you closed your math homework?"

"Received, received, the first quarter of the evening self-study was collected, I saw you sleeping, so I didn't call you..." Li You's voice became smaller and smaller.

Yi Shen: "..."

After Li You finished speaking, he turned his head quickly, and lowered his voice to discuss with his tablemate Han Zixing: "Do you think he can fight? It doesn't look like it."

Deskmate Han paused and ignored him.

Li You then said to himself: "Didn't he be expelled, why did he repeat the grade until he returned to the second year of high school?"

"I heard that his grades were at the bottom of the whole grade!"

"It's better to tie the rice to a chicken than what he wrote."

Deskmate Han finally couldn't bear it anymore, "piaji" threw over a paper: "Write it quickly, I'll collect it later."

Li Youlian

Han Zixing twitched his lips and turned his head: "Student, don't mind, Li You is out of his mind, and I haven't handed in my homework yet, can you take it over for me?"

Yi Shen returned to the same posture just now, stretched out his hand and turned over the table pocket, "Forget it, I didn't bring it."

Anyway, I came here with the punishment behind my back, no one cares if I pay more or less.

He had a severe migraine recently, and his brain was about to split when he was blown by the wind. He reached out and rubbed his temples and trigeminal nerve points.

This time it seems to be due to a cold.

The boy's sick lips were very light and pink. Although he had a cold face that rejected others thousands of miles away, his sincere round eyes could not conceal his youthful spirit.

"Hey Brother Yi, is there still a live broadcast tonight?"

Cheng Jiyu, a senior in high school, ran across the building: "The fans are in a hurry. I said, why don't you just show your face and broadcast it? Aren't you short of money? I don't know how much more you earn than now."

"What I broadcast is the operation, not the face."

He changed his posture and carried it, left the desk, wiped the place Cheng Jiyu touched just now with a piece of paper, and threw it into the trash can.

Making money fast does not mean that there is no bottom line.

The evening self-study passed in a flash, Yi Shen went to the carport to pick up the car, raised his legs and stepped on the transmission, the parking area of ​​the second (20) class was at the innermost, he was blocked, and Cheng Jiyu stuck to it again.

"Brother Yi, I want to discuss something with you. Otherwise, don't broadcast it tonight. The grandchildren from No. [-] Middle School want to have a fight."

Yi Shen stepped on his foot, and the car slipped a few meters away: "Are you causing trouble again?"

Cheng Jiyu replied: "No, it's my girlfriend... She's so good-looking, even the idiots from No. [-] Middle School fell in love with her. Which man do you think can bear it?"

"Your girlfriend?" Yi Shen tore open the wrapper of Xuanmai with his mouth, holding the handle with one hand.

"Yes, yes, Xiaoyan, the one sitting next to me in the Internet cafe last time."

"Your girlfriend has nothing to do with me?"

Coming out in a hurry after dark, Yi Shen bought the wrong flavor, threw up before chewing twice, and crossed the road at the last second before the green light.

The evening self-study get out of class ends at 09:30, and he broadcasts live one-three-five until twelve o'clock every time, and the gifts and rewards are counted, which is enough for this month's living expenses.

It's just that his brother's surgery fee is still a lot short.

Yi Xin is six years older than him, and suffers from aplastic anemia. To put it bluntly, there is less blood in the blood than ordinary people, and it is difficult to regenerate new ones.

He was born for the purpose of treating diseases, but it was a pity that his matching degree was too low, and the bone marrow transplantation did not work well. Yi Xin needed to go back to the hospital for blood transfusion every few weeks.

New bone marrow transplantation, no money, delayed until now.

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The author has something to say:

The first half will be about the love story between Jiang/Gou and Shenshen two years ago, with few e-sports and daily life on campus.

The background is that TIMES has not yet become popular in China, and Jianggou is the first batch of professional players of "Time" in China.