stay in my room

Qin Lan forced his way into the field, and the effect was remarkable. The points could be seen soaring upwards, and he steadily entered the top three.

Then there was a lot of discussion on the Internet, Qin Lan is pretending to be sick this time!I have been hospitalized for more than a month, and the technology is not unfamiliar at all. Is the wheelchair fake?

Afterwards, the style of hot searches began to deviate, #seckill up and walk two steps#, #about seckill的车战疑点#, similar hot searches jumped out of the game times, and went straight to the forefront of the rankings.

The Internet began to become polarized, and Qin Lan became the center of discussion.

Xiao Ruan looked away from the information and glanced aside, Qin Lan was weakly slumped in the wheelchair.His face was pale, his brows were furrowed, and his jaw line was tense.

The lips that should be colored are like a layer of white gauze, which visualizes the word weak.

Cheng Juan squeezed his hand tightly: "Let Xiao Ruan take you back to the hospital, don't play the game. Two days are enough, and the points are in the top four. As long as I perform stably today, my ranking will not drop." The tone was slightly pleading.

Cheng Juan anxiously and eagerly waited for Qin Lan's answer.

After two days of competition, it was really hard. He was sweating profusely, and even felt a little dazed after the game. Afterwards, he was dizzy, deaf and unable to listen to the replay.

Qin Lan never thought that one day he would be unable to survive the three-day competition in the familiar arena.

There is no problem with the operation consciousness, but the high-intensity concentration made him mentally overloaded, causing his body to become weak, followed by his limbs becoming weak.

"I'm fine, just the last five rounds. If I can't hold on, can I call the referee? Change to the old E at any time." Qin Lan raised his hand and pointed, and all eyes followed his fingertips. "My attending doctor is here. He said that I no problem."

Sitting on the sofa in the lounge was a German man in a neat suit, looking at his mobile phone with a pair of eyes.

It was Cheng Juan who forcibly invited him here, saying that he would re-hospitalize Qin Lan.If he is not hospitalized, the doctor will have to accompany him dutifully, so please come over at a high price just in case.

As a result, when the person came, he said that Qin Lan just needed to have a good rest and stop participating in competitions to exhaust his body, and there was no other problem.

"No problem" became Qin Lan's excuse, and he played stubbornly again and again.

Cheng Juan's brows rested on the armrest of the wheelchair, and Qin Lan stretched out his hand to support him, fearing that he would collapse.

"Why do you have to be so stubborn." Every voice was full of helplessness and distress, but a compromise had been made, and Cheng Juan would not stop Qin Lan from playing.

A person's persistence should not be hindered by external forces or loved ones.

Qin Lan went to rub his neck, Cheng Juan shook his neck, "You just finished the injection, don't use this hand."

A man as tall as Cheng Juan crouched beside him, only giving him the top of his head and shoulders, making him look extremely helpless.

A ray of fire burned a hole in Qin Lan's heart, and a strong wind poured into it, cooling his limbs instantly.But the words 'I will not play' are still unspoken.

He looked around the lounge.

IF needs him, teammates need him, and Cheng Juan needs him even more on the battlefield.

Xiao Ruan and Ye Chang sat aside and did not speak.Cheng Juan couldn't even say anything, and it was impossible to persuade them with their position.

Cheng Juan stood up suddenly, "I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be back in a while." His eyes were red and he turned to go out. When he passed by Xiao Ruan, he stopped: "Continue to report Qin Lan's name."

When Xiao Ruan came back to his senses, the wind in his ears had stopped 2 minutes ago, and Cheng Juan was no longer in the lounge.

But the voice echoed again, Xiao Ruan was stunned, "Let him go?" He asked Ye Chang next to him.Qin Lan just came back from the hospital after getting an injection.

Ye Chang clenched the corners of his mouth, "Then fill in the old E as a substitute." Turning his body on his side, he turned his back inward, not wanting others to see him frustrated and struggling.

The living room was eerily silent.

Old E also went out after a while, "I'll come back after a cigarette." Then he opened the door. "Let Cheng Juan smoke less," Qin Lan instructed.

Old E paused, and the glass door closed.

Qin Lan stared at Cheng Juan, Cheng Juan was helping him connect the peripherals, after connecting Cheng Juan bent down to push his mouse, the mouse moved smoothly on the screen.

"Try it, change it to your key position." Seeing Qin Lan holding the mouse with his own eyes, Cheng Juan opened his peripheral bag, took out the mouse and keyboard and connected it.

From time to time, he looked in Qin Lan's direction, as if he was uneasy.

Cheng Juan didn't hold back, "Do you want to push your wheelchair further? I think your arms are a little hard." Looking away, Qin took a shoulder test, "You connect the peripherals first, I'm fine."

After finishing speaking, he shot out with a shuttle, 25 rounds of bullseye steadily, five rounds of eighty-nine rounds.

Cheng Juan let out a long sigh after reading it, turned his head and continued to connect the mouse, and sat down to change the key position.

I went to the driving range and tried the big sniper AWM.

The recording staff approached and asked one by one: "Are you sure you can start the game?" After getting a unanimous answer, they signed to confirm the playing list.

In the first game, the moment the plane came out, Cheng Juan helped Mai: "I'll take the lead." The voice was undeniable, and Qin Lan glanced at him.

His voice moved, "Okay."

Lin Mei and Feng Jitong took a short glance before looking back at their own screens.

At this point in the eight-week game, there are only the last five rounds left, and success or failure depends on it.

All the hardships, tribulations, and collapses seemed to be turned into bullets at this moment and released.

This keeps them tacitly focused.

Following the high-energy prediction of the commentary, all the teams jumped off the plane.

In the first round, IF jumped the airport that had never been jumped before, and killed two teams along the way.Shutting down on the mainland, Lin Mei changed teams when crossing the bridge.

Japan's SNY lone wolf was eliminated on lap six, leaving five teams on the field.

LSNM in the south took away 3C and two people, and then TSR was eliminated by IF and [-]N, stopping in the top three.In the final round, [-]N four-on-three IF was eliminated by the team, and seven rounds were cut north. The two IFs and the three LSNM fought in the jungle. IF fell to the ground first.

At the end of the game, the audience screamed, and various lights were shaking everywhere. The excitement of the commentary broke through the soundproof microphone, and it was only after the distraction was over that it poured into everyone's ears.

There was a chill behind Cheng Juan, and he looked at Qin Lan for the first time. Qin Lan's forehead was densely covered with sweat, and indescribably haggard intertwined in his piercing eyes.

Qin Lan reached out and took off his headset, and leaned closer: "The command is good." First, he praised, and then asked: "I see that you practice AWM before the game, do you want to pick up airdrops?"

Cheng Juan blinked, took off the earphones, and reached out to brush Qin Lan's sweat.Passing over Qin Lan's forehead, there was a thick layer of sticky palm.

Cheng Juan thought for a while, then raised his hand to sweep off Qin Lan's earphones, and hung them around his neck.

With a hook of her fingertips, she took off her hair band, stretched it open with her hands and put it on for Qin Lan. "It's uncomfortable to sweat." Cheng Juan carefully picked out the broken hair that was pressed in the headband with his fingertips, for fear that it would make him uncomfortable.

People who are physically weak are prone to sweating, and people who are sticky can make it difficult to concentrate.

The earphones were returned to Qin Lan, because Cheng Juan couldn't get up casually because of the competition, and Cheng Juan couldn't put them on for him while sitting.After a long time, the other ear couldn't be put on, so Qin Lan raised his hand to adjust it.

At this time, the camera came to this side, and Cheng Juan was live broadcasting around the world without wearing a headband, and the bullet screens in various countries froze in seconds.

Including the scene, there was a sudden burst of cheers, and no contestant knew why.

After all, the screen is above their heads, and they have no vision.

Lin Meiwo yelled in front of the screen: "I OB you all to the end! I swear I won't report to you for the next game!"

Feng Jitong rubbed his wrists, without looking sideways, calmly said, "Don't die so early."

Lin Mei glared at him, and stretched his neck like a dog to look at Qin Lan, "Captain, you were so handsome in the smoke just now, you must have read the commentary." He looked around the auditorium enviously, Many IF light boards shook extremely enthusiastically.

This is the real thing, he thought.Not reconciled to spit out: "Day, another period of enshrining the gods."

Feng Jitong twisted his neck, "There are four rounds left, get ready. Last year you were [-]v[-] at Fengshen." This is not a particularly rare episode in the professional arena.

Lin Mei opened the mic: "Really, the captain of a large-scale final never jumps at the airport, but Cheng Juan always jumps." The reason was not mentioned, but everyone knew it.

Cheng Juan was crazy about scoring points.

Feng Jitong didn't speak, but just glanced at Cheng Juan beside him.

On the first day of the second week of the competition, Qin Lan was hospitalized in a car accident. He didn't make it to the finals in the second and third weeks.

At this time, Qin Lan suddenly rang the microphone, "Okay, let the boyfriend enjoy the command position for a round, and then stop spoiling and make trouble, and continue to listen to my command."

Cheng Juan wanted to stop him, but Qin Lan slammed into the microphone with a sound: "I know you want to catch up with the points, and then replace the old E."

Cheng Juan stopped when he was on the mic, his slender eyelashes drooped, and there was a shadow under his eyes.

Qin Lan suddenly said: "Come on, you want to kill TSR, start now."

In the next two or three rounds, Qin Lan led them into a chaotic battle, and the airdrops were frequently licked, so that everyone watched several rounds of wonderful and extraordinary airdrop battles.

Even if the three teams surrounded him, Qin Lan was not afraid.

In the team, there were two snipers on the left and one side, and Lin Mei Feng Jitong covered from both sides, which was a little bit covered.What came out of the airdrop battle was basically IF, and it was almost full-staffed and full-stacked.

Occasional sacrifices are harmless. The chances of killing Qin Lan and Cheng Juan together outside the final are not high.

At halftime, Ye Chang was already waiting for them at the door.

After the door closed, Ye Chang began to pat the table, "You've played very aggressively in these few rounds, can't you be more secure in such important rounds?"

Continue to scold: "The airdrop is so delicious. You lick it one by one. The equipment on your body is not good enough? I will admit that you are going to ambush, but you are going to send it." The word "send" is not accurate, Ye Chang wanted to take it back, and bit his tongue suddenly , quickly shut up.

If Qin Lan hadn't led the team out of the enemy's circle safely, Ye Changneng's words would have been even worse.

Qin Lan smiled and rubbed his temples, but it felt soft for a while. It took him two seconds to realize that it was a hair band.

He turned his head, Cheng Juan's nose was flushed, there was a faint layer of sweat, and he grinned pantingly.That kind of killing all the fun looks like a flashing light.

Cheng Juan looked at him with bright eyes, as if saying: This is how games should be played!

Cheng Juan has been held back for too long, and although his style of play is fierce, he still can't let go of such strong teams as TSR, [-]N, and HOP, and is restrained by his stable mentality.

Qin Lan wants to make a quick decision today. Every time he battles, the gun line of his command is very fierce, and he is very close to people.

If it weren't for the intensive training after Qin Lan's car accident, no one would have been able to play this command so well more than a month ago.

Every time Lin Mei felt that she was too close, Qin Lan would jump up and say: If you drag one to two, if you die, then lie far away, if you don't save it.

The word 'do not save' made Lin Mei grit her teeth and resist.

Even Feng Jitong, who is used to scouting and seeking stability, today is not like before.

"As long as it works, if the points are not thrown away, someone will not be able to hold the mouse." Qin Lan glanced at Cheng Juan playfully, hiding something deep.

Cheng Juan froze for a moment, turned his gaze to one side, and pursed his lips.

The points came up, but Qin Landi's body was like a time bomb, hanging over his head all the time, and he didn't know when it would count down.

Qin Lan walked to the screen on his wheels and raised his hand.

The total points rolled, and IF directly squeezed to the first place.

2 point more than No.3's TSR, [-] points more than No.[-]'s [-]N, and the difference between the top five points is not even [-] points.Try to play a good round, and you can still get it back.

As long as the gap is not widened, it will always be dangerous.

Now the top five are like several entangled snakes, twisting together and crawling forward. One will emerge for a while, and the other will emerge for a while.

No one can see who gets to the finish line first.

There are two more innings.

The most crucial two rounds.

Ye Chang's throat felt dry when he watched it. In the first three rounds, he felt his lungs squeezed and it was difficult to breathe when everyone moved a step and fired a gun.

After three innings, he sat in the lounge sweating profusely.

Xiao Ruan didn't dare to move his phone. He couldn't understand the game, but he could see the score.Every minute that flashes on the screen can lift his heart.

This kind of fearful mood is no more difficult than Qin Lan's outside the operating room, and the two mental breakdowns are the same.

The doctor stood up suddenly, and everyone's eyes were fixed on him, only thinking: what happened to Qin Lan?

As expected, the doctor went straight to Qin Lan.

Cheng Juan suddenly felt his legs go limp, his eyes suddenly froze, and his Adam's apple fluctuated with his heartbeat.

Qin Lan was also stunned, watching the doctor walk towards him, his heart was dragged high.

With just a word from the doctor, all his internal organs can be pulled out of his chest cavity and his heartbeat can be stopped.

"You've exhausted too much, and your body is now in a period of hyperactivity. Replenish your energy in advance." The doctor tapped his pocket and handed out two sticks of glucose.

Everyone let out a sigh of relief.

Cheng Juan stepped back two steps, this is the relaxation after being overly frightened, and the movement caused by the body's functions.

The corner of Qin Lan's mouth twitched, without saying anything, he turned his head back and drank it.

This fright lasted until Cheng Juan came on stage again, his face was still pale.

Standing at the entrance of the passage, the host shouted "IF." The spotlight focused on their feet.

Just one step away, there was a piercing cry above his head: "Aone, I like you!" Then, a light sign fell from the sky.

Cheng Juan quickly regained his senses and reached out to block the light sign, fearing that it would hit Qin Lan.Qin Lan raised his hand at the same time, afraid of hitting Cheng Juan.

As a result, a light sign hit two people.

Lin Mei stepped forward, gouged her eyes hard, her head was pitch black, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

"Is this like? This is murder." Fortunately, the light board is not big, only about 50X34.

Cheng Juan: "Are you okay?"

Qin Lan: "Are you okay?"

Their eyes collided, they shook their heads to confirm each other, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

When there was an accident at the scene, official personnel immediately came to confirm the injury, and some people went up to deal with the throwing of the light board.Seeing that it was nothing serious, I asked Qin Lan if the game needed to be suspended for another 15 minutes.

Asked about process tiredness, Qin Lan refused, interrupted briefly for 3 minutes, and they continued to walk on stage.

Knowing this, Xiao Ruan rushed out of the waiting room immediately. Seeing the four people sitting on the stage, she hurriedly went to the official for an explanation.

As a result, after asking, I found out that it was a Chinese. The light board was not thrown down on purpose, because it was lifted too high, and the hand slipped and flew out.

The little girl was frightened half to death and kept crying.Xiao Ruan didn't want to make things difficult for the time being, and let the officials issue relevant explanations.

The light card own goal is not over, and the game here has already begun.

After the fourth round, the skydiving atmosphere was different.

Cheng Juan glanced left and right in the air, his eyes darkened: "TSR and [-]N are planning to double-team us again."

Qin Lan frowned and sneered, "Pick up the guests."

After landing, the three quickly picked up their guns, and Feng Jitong used the old rule to jump into the parking space first and keep at least one car in the team.

Qin Lan suddenly said: "Remember when you said you wanted to kill everyone in TSR with one shot? Come on, the captain will give you a [-]K with BUF added."

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