gentle captain zheng

Jiang Mingchen had just finished a warm short story on anti-mosquito (Fang Wen) CP, and the single-player competition for anti-mosquito began.

The biggest fear of the audience is to see two tits playing singles, which means a waste of time.If the contestants were not Fang Ninghai and Wen Lin, the audience might have gone to the bathroom or turned right to smoke.Now it is somewhat worth looking at.

Fang Ninghai was very conservative from the very beginning, manipulating the sweet tangerines to stay in a safe place and refusing to act rashly, but Wen Lin was more passionate than him, walking towards the center of the map while typing: my youth, my baby, Where are you?

Fang Ninghai did not speak.

Wen Lin: Have a good fight, don't hide.

Fang Ninghai did not speak.

Wen Lin: Boys nowadays are so hypocritical, they have to let girls find you.

Fang Ninghai did not speak.

Wen Lin: I saw you.

Fang Ninghai still didn't speak, but became more vigilant, shifted his perspective to look around, and quietly changed his position to hide.

Wen Lin: Even though I was wearing earphones, I could hear the boos from the audience. It is not an option for us to go on like this.

They were wearing noise-cancelling headphones during the game, but the audience did start to boo softly.

The competition party also sent a warning to Fang Ninghai. If he did not fight head-on, he would be considered a passive player and be sentenced to lose.

In previous games, there have been similar healer-to-healer and support-to-support stalemates. However, as long as one player is moving, it is not considered a foul. If there is no result after more than half an hour at most, the final blood volume will be used. Calculate wins and losses, or count as a tie.But today's competition is very deliberate to put the two sides on the fire. They don't want to see the result of a tie without conflict, so they hope that the two generations of genius doctors will fight each other to gain gimmicks.

Fang Ninghai exhaled softly, walked out of the safe zone, and looked at Wen Lin.

Wen Lin originally wanted to continue flirting with Fang Ninghai, but the "Baby Mom finally sees you again" in the typing box has not been sent out for a long time.She looked at the sweet citrus on the screen, curled her fingers on the keyboard, her eyes were a little sour, and finally deleted the sentence word by word and changed it to: This dress is so ugly.

Ge Xing in the lounge stopped talking and watched Wen Lin's game while drinking water.

She Zhi said quietly beside her: "How nice you are in front of her, show me now?"

Ge Xing pretended not to hear.

Seeing the words "This dress is so ugly" appeared on the screen, She Zhi said quietly: "She is really sad, please comfort her later."

Ge Xing couldn't bear it anymore: "Do you have a crush on her or me? Are you the one who talks too much?"

She Zhi saw him blowing his hair, so he changed the subject: "Did Ye Ma hide and cry? She hasn't come back yet."

Ge Xing continued to watch the game and stopped talking to him.

Jiang Mingchen hurriedly got up when he heard the words: "Shall I go look for it?"

She Zhi glanced at him: "I just said casually, you don't have to be so nervous."

Jiang Mingchen said nervously: "It's okay, I'll go find it!"

He was promoted to the manager of the Canghai team, and since its establishment, he has not been able to show his strength and enthusiasm. For the time being, there are only a few great masters who he dare not, can't manage, and don't need him to manage; It was all covered by Zheng Xuan; the tactics were formulated by She Zhi; there was no need to look for such things as sponsorship, President Qin was in charge; even Zheng Xuan could not "grab" the opportunity to speak to the outside world, and Wen Lin and Ye Ma could do a double-mouthed cross talk programme.

Jiang Mingchen was very conscious of being a social animal, and was very worried that he would lose his job because of his worthlessness, and that he would be accused of nepotism on Zheng Xuan's back, so he could only make up for it by positive performance.

Jiang Mingchen left the lounge as he spoke, and walked along the long aisle to the front court. He heard a voice at the corner, stopped, and turned his head to listen to Yema's voice from the lounge next to the half-closed door.

"A swordsman needs to be fast, isn't your hand speed too fast?" Ye Ma said.

Another person said awkwardly: "I'm sorry."

"Say sorry to me." Ye Ma said, "Hand speed is a matter of talent. It's too late to make up for it. It's good if you don't regress. You can make up for this defect from another angle, which is to observe Li, you are also an auxiliary captain in your team, and your hand speed is not good, so you should not rush forward so aggressively, your captain is better at fighting than you, so you are not needed!"

"..."

Jiang Mingchen quietly looked through the crack of the door. Ye Ma and the swordsmen of the Qingping team who he was fighting against were sitting on the chairs in the lounge, looking down at the phone screen: "Look at this, you fought with that team not long ago, You rushed forward at the beginning of the game, because you were afraid that you would not be able to overtake your captain?"

The swordsmen of the Qingping team laughed dryly: "Team Zhou rushed very fast."

"My captain is faster than him." Ye Ma said, "I can't beat our captain in hand speed, but I can beat other players, so I followed when I was young. Now it doesn't work either. I adjusted the position, similar to your situation."

His hand speed has declined after his third year, and he was just twenty, and he was still beaten by his men, which is shameful.Swordsman Qingping felt bitter.When Ye Ma was young, she was known as a madman of hand speed, and no one has ever broken the record for the highest consecutive hits.

Yema continued to analyze with him how to maximize the attributes of a swordsman with low hand speed.

After listening for a while, Jiang Mingchen's expression was similar to that of Qingping Swordsman, just admiration, and some ambiguity.

In a word, a great god is a great god.

Jiang Mingchen didn't listen, and went back to the waiting room, whispering that Ye Ma had something to tell his opponent just now, and the others probably guessed it, so they didn't ask.

The match between Wen Lin and Fang Ninghai in the frontcourt has already come to an end.

Fang Ning Haisheng.

With blind worship to the Great God, Jiang Mingchen's first reaction was that Wen Lin gave way.

But She Zhi asked Zheng Xuan: "Taught by Xiang Nan?"

Jiang Mingchen looked over suspiciously.

Zheng Xuan shook his head: "Xiang Nan only taught him how to play the genius doctor. Maybe he learned it by himself. After all, he also stayed in Cangshui for a while."

Jiang Mingchen asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Zheng Xuan explained: "Just now Xiaohai used the assassin style that Xiang Nan and I used when we were in Cangshui, so we won."

Although the genius doctor has attack skills, the attack effect can be negligible. After all, he is still a milk, and cannot rely on big moves to win. He can only consume the opponent's blood volume again and again, and there can be no interruption.Once there is a break, the genius doctor will restore his blood volume and start all over again.

Even though the match was between Wen Lin and Fang Ninghai, the audience made up their minds about the terrifying scene, and began to wonder whether they could go to the bathroom if they had enough memories.

At this moment, Fang Ninghai suddenly manipulated the genius doctor to use the assassin's agility.

It can be used, but no genius doctor will use it like this, because it is not necessary, and it is not easy to use. It requires very careful and meticulous operation. The hands can hardly stop for more than a second, so that the opponent's vision will be affected by the overlapped image, and they will continue to attack until Drain the opponent's blood volume.

Xiang Nan was the first to use this set of movements, and later taught it to Zheng Xuan.

Zheng Xuan thought that Xiang Nan would not deliberately teach Fang Ninghai a set of moves. The greatest possibility was that Fang Ninghai learned it from Xiang Nan's competition.

And this set of movements was indeed used on Nai's body at first.

When he was still young, when there was no Cangshui team, he played games with Xiang Nan and Zheng Xuan in the Internet cafe. Xiang Nan was a grandma, but he always liked to rush up to play with him, so he designed this game for him. Bodywork.

In the online game, I didn't attract too much attention from others, I just thought that this milk was full.

At the end of the second match, Wen Lin stood up from the player's seat, walked over to shake hands with Fang Ninghai, and asked, "What's your phone number?"

Fang Ninghai: "..."

The audience booed one after another, and the host also stepped forward to make fun of it.

Wen Lin smiled and said, "Don't think too much, I just want to have a private conversation with Haima about how to wear sweet oranges."

When they were walking in front of the stage, Shen Yue and Zhou Li had already appeared on the field.

Wen Lin was still chatting and joking with the host, when the booing auditorium suddenly fell silent, and then someone yelled.She looked back, consciously ended the topic quickly, patted Fang Ninghai on the shoulder with a sense of seniority, and exited with him.

In fact, it was fine at first, Zhou Li and Shen Yue were strangers and had nothing to do with each other, but after being talked about, Zhou Li also had some burdens, a little awkward and reserved, and after playing, he nodded in the direction of Shen Yue from a distance, Smiled, like a humble student.

Shen Yue was taken aback, and returned a salute.

The game starts soon.

The suspense of this game is actually not as good as that of Wen Lin and Fang Ninghai, because Shen Yue's strength at the peak was too shadowy for people. Looking at the doorway, one can vaguely feel that even if Shen Yue's strength has declined due to age or other factors, she can still be compared with the trump card of the wealthy team that is playing right now.

Of course, this is just an idea and has not been tested, but that's how people feel.Just like when Shen Yue came on stage, the audience would naturally be convinced of his victory.

It's just that Qingping's team fans still have mixed feelings.

Zhou Li knew that he was bound to lose, but he won because he had a very good mentality, so he regarded it as a game, and at the beginning of the game, he was laughing loudly and slashing fiercely like a tiger.

Although the two Qingping captains, old and new, have no entanglements, they have the same rigid style.

Shen Yue always rushed forward and slashed fiercely, but today she avoided Zhou Li's sharp edge and fought a guerrilla war with him.

The audience outside the arena naturally thought that Shen Yue just couldn't bear to laugh loudly at first, but gradually, they saw some tricks.

Shen Yue did it on purpose, he was playing a belated mentoring match against Zhou Li.

Although he doesn't need to do this, he and Zhou Li have been separated for several generations, and they don't know each other, so they don't need to fulfill the duty of the former captain to guide the subsequent captain.

But he did.

Mr. Qin just finished a meeting, watched the live broadcast during the break, and smiled softly.

The first time he noticed Shen Yue was not because Shen Yue was number one in the world, but because he heard gossip by chance, saying that there was a very good player among the professional players in the world who had been biting Shen Yue's PK all the time. Unconvinced when he lost, he pestered Shen Yue to fight after the game, and fought and lost again and again.

The funny thing is that Shen Yue is not impatient at all, and his personal relationship with the other party is not very good, but as long as the other party asks him for a PK, he will fight.

Later, the player was so red-eyed after losing that he said that if he lost again, he would withdraw from the circle.

Shen Yue lost that match, which became his only defeat.Fortunately, it was in online games, so in order to shape his "myth", future generations will always deliberately ignore the online game record.

According to legend, the player smashed the keyboard after the game, and made a long-distance call to scold Shen Yue for deliberately losing the game.

Shen Yue said: "Because I don't want you to quit the circle because of this, you are very good, and there will be winners and losers in the game, it's normal."

Just for such a reason.

Mr. Qin has always known that Shen Yue has always been that soft-hearted young man. Even though he has deliberately curled himself up inside the iron and copper barrier all these years, as long as he gently knocks on the barrier, he can hear A cautious voice came from inside: Who?

If the knocker gently asks: May I come in?

Shen Yue will never refuse.

And Boss Qin just hoped that Shen Yue would be willing to come out.

In the single match between Shen Yue and Zhou Li, Shen Yue still won in the end, but everyone knew that the significance of this match was not the result.

The moment the game ended, Shen Yue got up and went to the stage to shake hands with Zhou Li after the game.

Zhou Li was also in a complicated mood, hesitated for a moment, held Shen Yue's hand and asked, "Can I add you on WeChat?"

Shen Yue's face was still cold, and she said, "I don't have WeChat."

Weekly calendar: "..."

After taking a deep breath, Shen Yue continued: "If you have WeChat, add you."

Zhou Li was taken aback.He thought Shen Yue was rejecting him on purpose, but it turned out it was true?

"Then can I play mentoring games with you again in the future?" Zhou Li asked while the iron was hot.Although he and Shen Yue didn't have much entanglement with the Qingping team, all swordsmen were influenced by Shen Yue's style to a certain extent, and Zhou Li was no exception.

Shen Yue nodded: "Yes."

The two were talking, when they suddenly heard a heart-piercing voice calling Shen Yue's name from the audience, they both looked over, and saw a strange not too young man suddenly standing up in the audience, I couldn't see the expression very clearly, but he seemed very excited, and stood there motionless after calling his name.

Shen Yue didn't know that person, so after thinking about it, she bowed lightly to him and said, "Hello."

There was nothing to say about the next team competition, basically immersed in a kind of almost weird atmosphere of two generations of guidance competition, ending with the victory of the Canghai team.

At the post-match press conference, the reporters, who were not reconciled to the news suddenly turning warm, tried to provoke trouble, but Zheng Xuan and Zhou Li were all overwhelmed, and they each posted a photo of the two teams' intimate post-match dinner on Weibo. The photo of Yue being hugged enthusiastically by Zhou Li once rushed to the top of the hot search.

The black people couldn't find a topic to talk about.

So far, the grievances between Shen Yue and the Qingping team have been put aside like this.

In the future, the Canghai team will continue to sprint for the only place in the finals of the rematch, needless to say.As for the official investigation within the e-sports league, etc., it went very smoothly, and a series of people were investigated and dealt with.

The Jinshi team now has Tang Dongjun as the only core and the newest captain. Under his leadership, it rushed to the eleventh of the season and stopped in the top ten.In addition, Zhao Liao seemed to have disappeared, and there was no news, and Jiang Mingchen was never contacted.

Jiang Mingchen was still full of fearful imaginations about him, afraid that he was planning a big fight, until he saw a photo posted by a passer-by who happened to meet Zhao Liao and Xiang Nan making a snowman in Antarctica.

Jiang Mingchen:? ? ? ?

Zheng Xuan:? ? ? ? ?

Jiang Mingchen: What the hell is Zhao Liao doing?

Zheng Xuan: What is the operation of running there to build a snowman? (emphasis wrong)

"Is the filming finished? I'm going to freeze to death." Xiang Nan squatted in the snow and maintained a smirk.

"Wait a minute, take two more photos for you to choose." Zhao Liao pressed a few more times, "That's it."

Xiang Nan rushed over quickly, grabbing Zhao Liao's shoulder to see him take a picture of her.

Zhao Liao said, "Go back and choose again, it's freezing to death."

"A half-Russian, do you have the nerve to say it's cold?" Xiang Nan glared at him.

Zhao Liao stared back: "I'm not a half-polar bear!"

Xiang Nan took a deep breath: "This is in Antarctica!"

"I know!"

The two went back to the camp hut noisily, and Xiang Nan took off his coat and threw himself on the bed as if he was rescued. After lying down for a while, he took out a small book from under the pillow, on which were crossed out "build a snowman" and "hug a penguin" etc.

Zhao Liao took a sip of the high-strength wine, and then he felt alive. He walked over and lay down on Xiang Nan's back.

"It's dead." Xiang Nan complained while continuing to look through his account.

Zhao Liao moved a little bit, still lay most of his body on Xiang Nan's body, and leaned over to look: "You have so many things to do."

"You have a lot to do?" Xiang Nan asked back.

"What's the matter with me?" Zhao Liao asked.

"You're fine. As long as you don't get sick, you'll be fine. Once you get sick, you run into the snow in the middle of the night drinking." Xiang Nan rolled his eyes.

Zhao Liao scolded him with a smile, and continued to look at the records of the two of them during this period of time next to each other.

During this period of time, the two of them played around inseparably, and specially made a handbook, which contained everything they could think of to do, and added to it at any time, and then completed them one by one.

Xiang Nan flipped through the handbook and said, "But I still didn't expect that you haven't played these games before. I thought you had played them all. You are so rich and love to play, but you didn't even jump out of the parachute." Have you ever done bungee jumping? What have you been doing?"

"A date." Zhao Liao said.

Xiang Nan was silent for a few seconds, then turned to look at him: "I really shouldn't ask you this question."

"Who stipulated that I must play those games?" Zhao Liao felt aggrieved, "If someone tampers with it, wouldn't I die?"

"Is it possible to cure your persecution paranoia?" Xiang Nan asked, "Whatever you are asked to do these days, you suspect that someone is going to kill you."

"Someone was going to kill me." Zhao Liao suddenly became angry, "Can I not talk about this?"

"If you don't want to say it, then don't say it." Xiang Nan immediately stopped talking, and tried to flip through the account.

After a while, Zhao Liao said, "Actually, I've been here before."

Xiang Nan looked at him.

Zhao Liao stopped talking again, got up and sat down at the dining table, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank slowly.

He really came here, with Jiang Mingchen.

Jiang Mingchen gave him a dead face the whole time, didn't speak or smile, and did whatever he was asked to do mechanically. Zhao Liao was so angry that he fought him again.

Obviously it was Jiang Mingchen who wanted to come, Jiang Mingchen himself wrote in his blog where he wanted to go and what he wanted to do (it was popular in those days).

Zhao Liao wanted to curry favor with him, so he immediately arranged an itinerary to bring him here.

He can buy whatever he wants, and do whatever he wants to do with him. Even though Zhao Liao was always afraid that his parents would arrange various accidents for him, but Jiang Mingchen mentioned in his blog that he was interested in cliff swings, and Zhao Liao immediately pulled him away. to play with.

But Jiang Mingchen just hated him, whatever he did, Jiang Mingchen hated it.

Even Xiang Nan is a master, these days together, bickering is bickering, when playing this master laughs when he should, and is happy when he is happy.

Zhao Liao couldn't understand why Jiang Mingchen couldn't do this.

He asked Jiang Mingchen, and Jiang Mingchen said: Because I don't like you.

Zhao Liao couldn't understand why Jiang Mingchen didn't like him.

Xiang Nan put away the account, sat up and looked at Zhao Liao for a while, and said, "Choosing photos, come here."

Zhao Liao turned to look at him: "You choose yourself."

"I just want to choose with you, is that okay?" Xiang Nan asked.

Zhao Liao laughed instead, and instead of choosing a photo, he walked over and leaned over to kiss Xiang Nan.

It's better to be good than good, at least not to make a bad face no matter what you do.

Xiang Nan kissed him, and said disgustedly after it was over, "It's all smell of wine."

Zhao Liao deliberately said: "Then why don't you say it when you kiss? Only after the kiss is over?"

Xiang Nan licked his lips, squinted at him, and said, "I am willing."

Zhao Liao's mood immediately improved, he pressed him on the bed and hugged him and kissed him for a long time, the two hugged each other, sticky, they actually had some delusions, and felt that this was also a good illusion.

"What are you thinking?" Xiang Nan held his face in both hands, pressed it hard in the middle, squeezed the facial features on a good face until deformed, and asked while playing like this.

Zhao Liao asked, "You don't know what I'm thinking about?"

"How could I know what a man named Chenchen would think when he fucked me?" Xiang Nan said with a smile.

Zhao Liao rolled his eyes: "Who the hell calls Brother Cheng first—"

Xiang Nan gagged his mouth violently, and rolled on the bed with him again.

Another fight.

Probably, this is really good, Jiang Mingchen is here, and Young Young Cheng is also there.

But Xiang Nan was not there, and neither was Zhao Liao.

After a fierce battle, the two leaned against each other to choose photos.

"It can't be seen that you are really good at composing pictures." Xiang Nan said while swiping at the photo, "Racial talent?"

Zhao Liao laughed, didn't speak, and lazily rubbed his chin against Xiang Nan's forehead, kissing him from time to time.

He also couldn't explain why he and Xiang Nan became such a way of getting along with each other. He didn't have such a relationship with his friends in sex before.But when he was with Xiang Nan, it was very strange, Xiang Nan seemed to be able to easily make the atmosphere sticky.

Of course, Xiang Nan could also make Zhao Liao want to hit him in a second.But these days are relatively rare recently, and Zhao Liao is a bit nostalgic for the warm atmosphere of two people sticking together.

If the object is Jiang Mingchen, it will be perfect.

But you can pretend to be blind with your eyes open, pretending that Xiang Nan is Jiang Mingchen, and Xiang Nan doesn't mind anyway.

Over time, Zhao Liao even had a very good idea.

He felt that even if he and Jiang Mingchen were together in the future, he could keep Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan raised his eyes and glanced at him: "What are you laughing at?"

Zhao Liao smiled and said, "Nothing."

"Why are you laughing if you don't tell me?" Xiang Nan raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Liao thought for a while and said, "I'm thinking, you used to be called Brother Cheng when you slept with other people? For example, what's the name of Qingping?"

Xiang Nan also smiled, pinched his nose very affectionately, and said in a low voice: "How is it possible, Xiao Hai is a good boy, I am reluctant to hurt him."

Zhao Liao couldn't help but smile even brighter.He felt that there was something wrong with him, but he still thought Xiang Nan's tone was interesting, and he couldn't even figure out why it was so interesting, he just thought...

"I really want to kill you." Zhao Liao said softly while kissing his face.

Xiang Nan put her arms around his neck, just smiled and didn't speak.