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The host of Fishhhh is called Niannianyouyu, and his real name is Yuzheng.He has been broadcasting on Red Star's PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds for 2 years. Because of his sharp guns and straightforward speech, he has countless fans. Now he is the top three anchors in the Jedi's crossover traffic.

Perhaps it was because he had been sought after for too long, he hadn't experienced this feeling of being slapped in the face until he was speechless for a long time.

No. [-] Aspen didn't run around because he didn't listen to his command, but because he noticed people coming closer to the room area earlier than him.

And he was too focused on sniping with people, and didn't pay attention to other directions at all.

In addition, Xiao Ruan had been talking on the team voice channel, so he didn't listen to the footsteps so carefully.

Even if he didn't die in the confrontation with the person opposite, if there was no number four, there was a high probability that they would have been touched by someone's buttocks, and they would be caught off guard.

Niannianyouyu was silent for a while, then opened the window of his live broadcast room, and the bullet screen floating on it was as dense as ever, but it was no longer blowing his rainbow farts like before.

[Hey, Brother Yu is too careless. Doesn't anyone know that it's coming soon? No. [-] is awesome]

[By the way, brother Yu missed the shot before, I think his M24 didn't catch anyone at all]

[Yeah, the crosshairs are a bit crooked, it should be the No. [-] SLR that hit it]

[Has anyone noticed that No. [-] is super strong? Although I can't see his angle of view, I have paid attention to it. It seems that there are always jumps to kill him.]

[A lot of people were killed by No. [-], but the anchor rushed more fiercely]

[The anchor is too reckless, he doesn't have any tactics, if it wasn't for No. [-] to fight him a few times in the middle, the anchor would have died a long time ago]

[Yes, there is a section in the middle, the No. [-] AKM set up a gun for him from a long distance, it's absolutely accurate]

[No. [-]'s AKM is so stable that it doesn't seem to have a recoil, I want it too]

……

Number four, number four, all about number four.

Niannianyu forced himself to maintain a calm expression as much as possible, and frantically recalled the performance of No. [-] in his mind.

If he is really that strong, why didn't he say it?Was it to embarrass him on purpose?When he took it for granted that No. [-] should make a mobile medicine bag, did this person laugh at him in his heart?

Gradually, Nian Yuyu's face turned red.

And in the team, the girl Xiaoruan's coquettish partner has obviously changed.

"Brother No. [-], I'm sorry, I misunderstood you earlier."

"Little brother, do you still want bullets? I have a lot of them on me, and I'll give them all to you."

"Little brother, can you say something, woo woo woo, I'm sorry, I didn't know before."

"Ah, little brother, your blood is still not full, I will give you a needle!"

Needles, that is, the adrenaline in the game, can restore a large amount of blood very quickly after an injection.

Because of his character's death, Niannianyu could only watch from the perspective of his teammates. He watched Xiao Ruan bouncing around and giving a lot of resources to No. [-], just like he did to him before.

After thinking about it, I switched perspectives every year and went to see No. [-].

The number of kills in the upper right corner: 12.

Every year I think about my 7...and at that time he was still complacent.

The barrage refreshes quickly again:

[Fucking 12, sure enough]

[Oh my god, playing with someone as strong as Brother Yu, can you still get 12 heads?Tianxiu]

[No wonder I feel that Brother Yu played this round very smoothly, it was obviously difficult to drag three times in the past]

【Can Xiao Ruan let her shut down the microphone, is this a shemale?】

[Xiao Ruan seems to be Brother Yu's childhood sweetheart, they have been playing together before, and many people are knocking on their CP]

[Fuck! ! ! ! !Did you see that the hand speed of No. [-] licking bags is not as fast as professional players?]

Looking at the computer screen for more than Nian Nian, Number Four quickly picked out the accessories he needed from the box, and one window after another quickly disappeared. No. with the gun loaded.

This kind of hand speed... He has only seen it in the relatively high-level professional player league.

No wonder, before, he couldn't get what he wanted at all, so he had to ask number four for it. At that time, he complained that number four was too fast.

Niannianyu completely felt that he was misfired.

It was the first time in two years of live broadcast that passers-by made a big splash in his live broadcast room.

Thinking back on his previous tone and state, he just wanted to find a hole in the ground and get into it.

At this time, No. [-] finished counting the supplies and finally came to his box. Nian Nianyu looked at No. [-] and paused for a rare moment.

Then, at last, he heard Number Four's voice—

"Brother Yu, can I have your M24?"

The voice of No. [-] is cold and has a unique texture, like iced Coke, which cools your ears and is overwhelmed by the low and hoarse timbre at the same time.

The bullet screen in the live broadcast room seemed to be stuck for a while. After a few seconds, countless bullet screens rushed out like mushrooms after a spring rain. The next second it was refreshed, it was covered, overwhelming and densely packed.

The anchor glanced at it, and it was almost all voice controllers' enthusiastic output of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)"

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly added: "Just call me Xiao Yu."

Ji Yang didn't speak, and quickly put on the M24 and installed the accessories.

I did another circle just now, and there are not many people left. Forest on the opposite side is ranked outside the circle, and it should have been changed.

"The other side should be entering the circle eastward." After thinking for a while, Niannianyu reminded: "This person seems to be quite powerful in sniping."

"En." Ji Yang responded in a low voice, and found a good position to look for someone again.

"SE110!" Niannianyu suddenly yelled.

At the same time, the moment the AWM bullet hit Ji Yang, Ji Yang quickly closed the camera and dodged.

The third floor of the Temp team base.

In the training room, Liang Cheng, one of the regular team members, suddenly said strangely: "Huh?"

Captain Jing Muye stood behind him, staring at his screen, and gave a short laugh: "The other side hides quite quickly."

Liang Cheng frowned, "He's lucky."

Liang Cheng, the sniper of TP's active first team, has rich experience in playing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds. trumpet.

Forest is one of them.

Open mirror, close, open mirror, close.

Throughout the whole process, Liang Cheng's aiming at the opening of the mirror was always aimed at the previous outcrop of the person opposite him, without any drift.

Jing Muye analyzed: "The other party used SLR to slash you before, and just jumped three times to kill you. That Aspen should be him. It's not luck."

Liang Cheng pursed his lips tightly and concentrated his mind.

In an instant, there was a dew point on the opposite side, Liang Cheng seized the opportunity and swung it over.

But missed.

"Cheat the gun on the opposite side."

Liang Cheng stabilized himself, all he needed was patience.

He changed the direction and pointed, and opened the mirror again.

The moment he tilted his head.

The silenced M24 gunshot rang out, Liang Cheng was shot in the head by a sniper, the screen went dark, and he jumped out of the game settlement page.

Liang Cheng was stunned, was he shot to death?

He was sniped to death without even touching the other party's blood?

"Aren't I a third-level head? The M24 on the other side killed me with a shot, is it dead?" Liang Cheng still couldn't recover from the shock of being shot to death by a passerby.

"No." Jing Muye leaned down, leaned on the gaming chair with one hand, and operated the mouse with the other hand to click on Liang Cheng's death replay: "When you entered the circle, you were wiped off by the power grid, and you didn't use any medicine."

"..."

Liang Cheng remembered.

At that time, he didn't feel that the bloody skin could pose any threat to him.In other words, he didn't think that in this kind of low-segment passerby game, someone could pose too much threat to him, so he didn't use medicine.

M24 will lose 99 points of blood when hitting the third-level head.

And he was just one point short.

After Liang Cheng realized that he had underestimated the enemy, he couldn't help being a little annoyed.

Just when the replay of death jumped out, he carefully watched the opponent's movements.

Dodge, cheat, preview, scope, kill.

All the movements of this person whose ID is Aspen are so clean that there is no extra angle deviation, and the reaction speed should be much higher than that of ordinary people.

Jing Muye looked back at this process repeatedly, because of his posture, his jaw line was very tight, and the faint blue light from the screen reflected on his tough face, showing a bit of sharpness that should not be approached by strangers.

"Brother Ye..." Liang Cheng hesitated to say something.

"What?" Jing Muye returned to his senses, turned his head and smiled at him.

The natural coldness disappeared, Liang Cheng was silent, but he didn't know how to speak.

Jing Muye didn't ask any further questions, turned his face to the side again, and manipulated the mouse to quickly scan the information of the Aspen account. It was clean and nothing special.There are not many game records, but they are all beautiful.

He took the initiative to say: "Just looking at this operation, it may be the trumpet of some professional player."

"Pros?"

Liang Cheng unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. If so, it would make sense.

Jing Muye noticed it and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't take it to heart, there are no games recently, so don't be so nervous." After speaking, Jing Muye pointed downstairs again, "Coach Xu seems to be looking for me, I'll go down for a while .”

Coach Xu, whose full name is Xu Wei, is the current first-team coach of TP.

When Jing Muye found him, he was leaning against the balcony railing on the second floor of the villa and hung up the phone cursingly: "None of these little bastards can worry about it."

"coach."

Jing Muye walked over a few steps, and leaned against the railing side by side with Xu Wei.

TP is rich and well-known in the circle. At the beginning of its establishment, it bought a villa on the side of the beautiful beach in H City as the team base. The location is unique. Standing on the second-floor terrace Fresh sea breeze.

As dusk approached, the light golden sunlight hit Jing Muye's sharp jawline, softening his slightly sharp facial contours for no reason.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of Zippo lighting, Jing Muye lowered his head to protect the orange flame and lit the cigarette he was biting between his teeth.

Xu Wei had just scolded those contestants who asked for leave to go out after the game, and when he turned around, he saw Jing Muye smoking a cigarette next to him, and he couldn't help but get angry: "Can you die if you smoke less?"

Jing Muye slowly exhaled a smoke ring, turned his head and smiled at Xu Wei: "Yes."

Xu Wei wanted to scold but didn't dare, held back for a long time before saying, "I didn't ask you to come here to make you angry with me."

"Got it." Having said that, Jing Muye took another breath.

Xu Wei stared at Jing Muye's one-inch head, and for a while, resigned himself to his fate.

He snatched the lighter from Jing Muye, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep breath, and said, "Have you talked to Liang Cheng?"

"not yet."

Jing Muye squinted his eyes to see the sunset in the distance, "He's too serious, I'm afraid we can't talk well."

Hearing this, Xu Wei had no choice but to sigh, and said, "Liang Cheng is fine in everything, but his reaction speed is getting slower as he gets older. You can win the championship this spring, isn't it just luck?" Okay? But if it keeps going like this, we're going downhill."

"Liang Cheng is dying."

Jing Muye answered the words very calmly: "He has suffered frequent hand injuries recently, at most, he will last another half a season."

That determined look was completely different from when he was comforting Liang Cheng upstairs.

Xu Wei thought for a while, then asked again: "Is he getting married soon? Today he asked for leave to take wedding photos."

"It seems so, not sure." After Jing Muye finished speaking, he changed the subject: "How is the search for new players going?"

"What can I do?" Xu Wei scolded irritably: "This season's youth training camp has not found a good seedling. The second team is fine for domestic competitions, but it is necessary to pick someone into the first team to play in international competitions. As if none of them were top-notch enough."

As he said that, he thought of the performance of a team's substitute He Xinian in this year's PCL Spring Championship, and he hated iron and steel: "There is also that kid He Xinian, who usually rushes hard in training games, but he becomes a soft-footed shrimp when he enters the competition. I think any Huskies could play better than him."

Jing Muye smiled softly, the way he usually bluffs when he celebrates the New Year looks a lot like Erha.

He didn't answer Xu Wei's words, and tapped the railing with his finger holding a cigarette, "Aside from ourselves, what about the other contestants, is there anyone you like?"

"There are, but they are the core and treasures of the team. Who is willing to sell them? You don't like the others." Xu Wei bit his cigarette in worry.

Hearing this, Jing Muye said in a nonchalant tone: "TP is rich, so the transfer fee is not a problem. As long as there are seedlings you like, go talk to Cao Yan and pay the right amount. There is nothing you can't sell."

"..."

Cao Yan is talking about the professional manager of the TP team.

Although we have worked together for a long time, Xu Wei is still refreshed by this rich young master from time to time to refresh his world view.

After being silent for a while, Xu Wei suddenly said, "Actually, I recently found a wild seedling that I really like."

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Thanks to the little angel beckoning cat for laughing and laughing a landmine.

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