Don't play a career, let me be beautiful [E-sports]

The team competition has entered the semi-final stage. From a certain point of view, it already means that the e-sports events in the Olympic Games have already passed half of the overall schedule.

The opponent in the semi-finals is the Japanese team.

Because the game was scheduled for the afternoon, the players of the Hua Guo team spent the whole morning to recharge their batteries, and then set off for the game.

The game in the morning has ended. The South Korean team finally narrowly beat the US team 2-1 and won the first ticket to the finals.

After the last game in the afternoon is over, the quota for the finals will be fully announced.

It was supposed to be a very crucial game, but without any personal entanglements, when the Hua Guo team set off for the semi-finals, the overall smell of gunpowder was not even as strong as when they played against the British team in the quarter-finals. Come strong.

The day before, Pang Ming, who had beaten the British team violently like chicken blood, even yawned several times on the way there.

Lin Duyi was just a substitute today, and he looked down at his phone naturally.

Fang Heng couldn't bear to watch from the sidelines: "It's the semi-finals anyway, can you give this match a sense of respect?"

Pang Ming squeezed the tears left in the corners of his eyes after yawning: "Respect! I have always respected you, Coach Fang! But about the Japanese team...except for those replay videos, I really don't know much about it. The main thing is We haven't had much contact with each other."

At this time, everyone was walking towards the backstage lounge.

Hearing the words, Wen Yan next to him suddenly gave a meaningful laugh, and glanced backwards: "Who said there is no intersection?"

Following this line of sight, it was Zhong Jingsheng who was walking at the back.

It is still the fresh and refined high-cold demeanor in normal times. Today, I don’t know why I walked at the end of the line, and I felt the sudden gaze of everyone, and my demeanor was a little unnatural.

Pang Ming blinked: "What's the matter, does our national team really have grievances with every country?"

"No grudges." Han Xinjue stood up at the right time, interrupting the signs of gossip, "Hurry up and get used to the venue, the players who will play later should make preparations."

Lin Duyi didn't pay much attention before, but now he looked over thoughtfully.

As the footsteps approached, Lu Xiulian suddenly leaned over to him and smiled, "No grudges, but it seems... there is a story."

Obviously, Han Xinjue's intentional protection of Zhong Jingsheng was also seen.

Continuing to walk towards the lounge, he was playing around after the topic was raised, when he ran into a group of people head-on.

It is the Japanese e-sports team.

Lin Duyi glanced twice, and the few people walking in front were tall and thin, and several of them were old faces in professional leagues.

After all, they all have the appearance characteristics of orientals, which are much easier to identify than those players from Western countries, and they can be called the player ID at a rough look.

Since participating in the Olympics, Wei Yinian has fully demonstrated the social butterfly attributes of a veteran top player. This time when he met the Japanese team, he greeted each other's coach very politely.

As opponents who are about to meet on the field, I basically don’t want to have too much communication before the game. When the coach of the Japanese team intends to take his players away, he has been standing not far from him The man at the place suddenly walked straight towards the direction of the Hua Guo team.

Lin Duyi recognized this face.

The player's ID is Leif, and he belongs to the well-deserved top player in the Japanese competition area in recent years.

Such a move by Leif even stunned his own coach, let alone the Hua Guo players.

Due to the inertia of fighting with players from other countries one after another recently, I subconsciously thought that the opponent was coming to find fault.

Pang Ming, who was still pestering Wen Yan in an attempt to dig out gossip news, immediately straightened up, gearing up to boost the morale of his team.

Unexpectedly, without waiting for him to take a step forward, Leif has already passed by without looking sideways, and just like this, he passed by a group of Huaguo players and came to Zhong Jingsheng, with a gentle smile on his brows: "Deity, it's been a long time not see."

This kind of tone fell into the ears of everyone, directly impacting the original tense atmosphere to nothing.

Seeing the two beautiful men standing face to face like this, Pang Ming and the others opened their mouths as if they could stuff an egg.

This... If it wasn't for the wrong timing, even if the Japanese suddenly made a confession in this situation, it would not seem surprising at all.

On Zhong Jingsheng's usually expressionless face, a slight crack appeared at this moment: "...um."

Leif: "It's a pity that you didn't play in 3V3 today. From the looks of it, we can only look forward to meeting again in the team competition. I hope we can have this opportunity then."

Zhong Jingsheng moved the corner of his mouth: "Let's talk about it when we meet."

Leif smiled, his gaze was fixed on Zhong Jingsheng's face, and then slowly retracted.

It seems that only at this time did I realize that there are other people around, and I glanced at the time on the phone: "Then, I will make preparations first. I will ask you out for tea when I am free later."

Until the Japanese team walked away, everyone in the Huaguo team still stood still.

In the end, it was Han Xinjue who took the lead to remind: "We should go too."

Although the two of them used English in the process of communication, they basically listened to the language system mastered by the Hua Guo team.

After coming to the lounge, Pang Ming took advantage of Zhong Jingsheng's time to go to the bathroom, pulled Wen Yan aside and asked, "So, this is the 'intersection' you just mentioned?"

Wen Yan smiled and raised his eyebrows: "That's right, is it surprising or exciting? It's not been a day or two since Leif wanted to chase the Zhong team. Just ask some old players in our competition area about this Japanese There are many people who covet our Gaoling flower."

Pang Ming: "Oh, it's still a relationship dispute?"

"I can't talk about disputes, it's just that Team Zhong hasn't dealt with him much." Wen Yan said objectively, "Actually, there's nothing wrong with cross-border love, but the biggest problem is that Leif is chasing him a little too closely. .In terms of appearance, it cannot be said that he is not worthy of the Zhong team, but the most important point is that he seems to have to figure out whether Deity likes men or not? Regarding the openness of the same sex in Japan, our reserved Gao Ling Zhihua can't afford it, just because of the uproarious Flower Presentation War before, it almost made the other teams in our Huaguo Division feel somewhat embarrassed when they met with the Japan Division."

After a pause, he concluded: "Anyway, stay away from the Japanese team. Team Zhong is not the first e-sports player in their competition area. These people have not shown much in the game, and the confession is a routine. It’s piled up, I really don’t know whether the main business is to play games or to find a partner. PUG, you should be safe, and a certain team flower and ONE God need to be a little more careful.”

Pang Ming didn't feel that his handsome face was being profaned at all, but he was amazed: "No matter what, the excitement is really exciting! This matter can only be said to be worthy of Deity, this face, both men and women can eat it!"

Lin Duyi was just sitting next to him and playing with his mobile phone quietly.

As a result, when Pang Ming mentioned "men and women take all", he found that Lu Xiulian next to him suddenly looked at him meaningfully: "... Listen to your gossip, why do you want to see me?"

Lu Xiu even hooked the corner of his mouth.

Just about to say something, Pang Ming said again: "Looking at the situation just now, that Leif's eyes are almost glued to Deity's body, if he takes the opportunity to use a beauty trick on this dead gay, will it..."

Lu Xiulian's attention finally moved away from Lin Duyi, and looked at Pang Ming: "Go, go, go, the more you talk, the more outrageous it is. We can win with our own abilities, so what else is there to do? Are we ashamed?"

Pang Ming waved his hand: "Ann, of course I know that you can win with your own abilities. No, I'm just talking casually."

Lu Xiulian: "You can't just say it casually, it's not pleasant."

Lin Duyi listened to the conversation between the two, picked up the thermos cup and drank the hot tea inside.

Just as he was a little surprised why the Butterfly's justice value suddenly exploded, he heard Lu Xiulian add a sentence very seriously: "Also, the most important thing is, can the title of dead gay be changed?"

"Pfft! Cough cough, cough cough cough."

Lin Duyi choked, although Lu Xiulian patted his back very quickly to help him breathe, lowered his head and covered his mouth and coughed, his back still trembled uncontrollably.

Chi Guan looked at Lin Duyi and then at Lu Xiulian. He hesitated for a moment when his eyes swept over Pang Ming, and finally retracted his eyes, choosing not to remind himself of his friend who was repeatedly jumping on the verge of death.

"ONE, why are you drinking in such a hurry?" Pang Ming obviously didn't realize what was going on, so he laughed at Lin Duyi, and then he continued to talk to Lu Xiulian slowly, "Oh, so there is something wrong with this name. , or to be more polite, call him a faggot?"

"What an elegant P—"

Before Lu Xiulian could finish speaking, Lin Duyi suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, and pressed it down along with it, completely pressing down the words he was about to argue later.

Still wanting to say something, Lin Duyi glanced at him again.

Lu Xiulian: "."

In the end, he pressed the corner of his mouth and lost the battle: "Anyway, talk well."

Pang Ming finally vaguely realized something: "You seem to be very sensitive to these titles, No2, how can you say that you also..."

The surroundings became a little quieter.

Lin Duyi paused when he pressed down on Lu Xiulian, and even looked over at Chi Guan who was next to him.

Then I heard Pang Ming take a big breath, and continued to speak in shock: "...do you like Deity too?!"

Zhong Jingsheng who just opened the door came in: "?"

other people:"?!"

"Cough, cough, cough."

Lin Duyi lowered his head again and continued to clear his throat. Although he tried his best to cover up, he could almost hear his almost uncontrollable smile from the end of the sound.

Lu Xiulian thought that Pang Ming had noticed something, but he didn't expect such a sudden sentence, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently in shock: "I like you, that's fine!"

Pang Ming was alert: "!!!"

Chi Guan finally couldn't listen anymore, pinched his temples, and took Pang Ming, a troublesome guy, out tiredly: "Come with me to the bathroom."

Pang Ming blurted out and asked, "How old are you, why do you need someone to accompany you when you go to the bathroom?"

Chi Guan didn't answer.

Using a little bit more strength in his hands, he finally blocked the mouth of the bad friend perfectly, and quickly took him away from this place where he might be killed at any time, hiding his merit and fame.

As soon as the two of them left, the entire lounge fell completely silent.

After Wei Yinian and his staff completed the pre-match procedures, they opened the door and walked in. What they saw was this strange scene of silence.

He glanced around suspiciously, and finally clapped his hands: "Okay, let's all go to the viewing area. The players and substitutes who are going to play will follow me to enter the players."

Han Xinjue answered: "CHI went to the bathroom, I'll let him go in a while."

Wei Yinian nodded, and greeted a few people who were still in the lounge: "Let's go first."

As a substitute, Lin Duyi carried the equipment on his shoulders and followed him out.

Lu Xiulian deliberately slowed down his pace a little, and strolled to his side.

After pulling away from the person in front, he spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Is it funny?"

Such a tone sounds rather resentful.

It fell into Lin Duyi's ear, and the arc of his mouth couldn't help but rise a little more clearly: "That's right, it's okay."

Lu Xiulian had nothing to do with this little heartless person, he could only pinch the space between his brows tiredly: "All right, just laugh."