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Chapter 57
It wasn't until Lu Baiyuan walked down the steps of the contestant's seat and looked back with questioning eyes that Jian Rong finally recovered.
He saw that Lu Baiyuan's right hand was barely visible, and he liked to do it when his hands were tired.
Jian Rong put the earphones on the table and got up to shake hands with Lu Baiyuan.
The handshake is a very short part of the game. The winner says it's like showing off, and the loser is not in the mood to speak.
Zhanhu's players are obviously different from ordinary people.
The first few are all fine, at most it is just a sentence "Road God is awesome", when it comes to Zhanhu Da Niu...
A Niu smiled: "It's awesome to light a man's gun."
Lu Baiyuan said, "It's okay."
"The coach finally asked us to get rid of the bad problem of picking male guns in the jungle. After this game, I guess we have to pick it up again." A Niu sighed: "The next time I encounter it, I will definitely kill you in the early stage."
Lu Baiyuan's tone was not emotional: "You can't die."
A Niu laughed loudly, and wanted to say something, when he suddenly noticed an unfriendly gaze from behind Lu Baiyuan.
The other three were in front, and Lu Baiyuan was followed by only one person.
Jian Rong stared at the hands of the two in front of them and held hands for a long time. The more she looked, the deeper her brows became, and she said coldly, "Can you hurry up?"
Aniu: "..."
After shaking hands, the players pack up their peripherals and step down.
Xiaobai took off the keyboard: "I was really happy to lie down in the last round. How about we grab the men's gun in every round in the future?"
Pine said: "You lie down, I don't lie down, I am 303 (record)."
"Captain, are you alright?" Yuan Qian turned his head and asked, "You're playing in a hurry this game, aren't you..."
Yuan Qian's words reminded the other two that Xiaobai and Pine stopped to look at Lu Baiyuan at the same time.
"Well." Lu Baiyuan unplugged the USB port of the keyboard: "Sleepy, I want to finish typing quickly and go back to sleep."
Xiaobai wanted to continue to ask, but saw Jian Rong, who had been packing her peripherals, stood up, took the keyboard from Lu Baiyuan's desk, and carefully wrapped the data cable.
Jian Rong said, "I'll take it down for you."
Lu Baiyuan glanced at him: "Okay."
The other three looked at their Nakano puzzled.
The commentators and the audience were also confused.
[Soft suffered a real hammer of bullying within the team. γ
γSoft is too attentive, right? Don't know that other people can't touch the keyboard of professional players? ? γ
[Where did you eat the brainwashing bag in front? The auntie at the TTC base occasionally helps them clean up the keyboard, which I saw in Xiaobaiβs live broadcast. γ
γSoft is cursing Road? Is it even necessary to do this within a professional team? ? Alas, as expected, the players from the live broadcast are more snobbish. γ
[Playing a career also depends on the player's origin? Then I have to talk to you. My stupid eldest son was at least a millionaire before he joined the team. Before the live broadcast was popular, he was ranked No. 4 in the Hanbok King. He was not ranked in the top ten of the Star TV League of Legends anchor. There are also the top 20. How many players can you pick out in the league who are better than him? ? γ
[Noisy after another, I have to clarify some things. My son is not called flattery, but love. γ
When the barrage of "Show Love" was swiped, the game scene just gave Jian Rong's back.
He held the two peripherals in his arms and walked off the stage without looking back.
"It's hard work, you played well." Brother Ding was waiting for them at the entrance of the backstage. After praising the players in the upper and lower lanes, Brother Ding stopped Lu Baiyuan.
He lowered his voice: "Does your hand hurt again?!"
Brother Ding felt that something was wrong when he asked for a male gun, but he was worried that it would affect the state of the other players, so he held back and didn't ask on the stage.
When reading the article, the director gave Lu Baiyuan a single shot. Seeing that he moved his fingers invisibly, Brother Ding confirmed it almost instantly.
Lu Baiyuan knew that it was useless to hide from him, but it made him think more and more, so he replied in a low voice, "One point, I slept with my hands down last night, and it was numb when I woke up."
Brother Ding took out his mobile phone and said, "I'll ask the acupuncturist to go to the base. I'll go to communicate with the competition, and let others do the interview after the game."
Lu Baiyuan asked, "I'm not the MVP?"
Brother Ding didn't even think about it: "Of course it is."
Behind her, Jian Rong stepped down holding the keyboard. Lu Baiyuan caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of his eye, his voice was a little lower, and he said quickly: "Then I'll go, a few minutes, nothing will be delayed."
At the front desk, the two commentators just went to the process of "analyzing who is the MVP of this game".
Commentator A: "This... there shouldn't be any need to guess anymore, right?"
"Indeed." Commentator B also smiled after asking: "If there are only two rounds in this game, maybe there is still a guess. After all, Pine's solo play in the second round was very stable, and the supplementary knife was a little down; Xiaobai When walking with the jungler, the eye position is very accurate, and the awareness is also in place; Brother Qian opened the team battle beautifully in the later stage. But the third game... It was completely a personal show of Lushen. Except for the one where Soft grabbed the dragon Bo, my eyes have been on Lushen."
As soon as the voice fell, the MVP candidate was quickly displayed on the big screen. Lu Baiyuan's frontal photo appeared on the right side of the screen. In the image, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, and next to him was the amazing stats of 8/0/6 of the male gun.
Just as Jian Rong put Lu Baiyuan's keyboard back into his peripheral bag, the post-match interview began.
Xiaobai looked at the TV and sighed: "I have never seen my brother so weak."
"He hasn't been sick for too long." Brother Ding sighed, "I should ask him to put on some lipstick before putting it on."
The one in charge of the interview today is an old-fashioned male host. He likes to ask questions outside the game at the end. Seeing that the audience responded well, the league did not stop him.
The front is an old problem of convention, and Lu Baiyuan deserves it is also very official.
After a few questions, the host couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with Lushen's voice? Is it uncomfortable?"
Lu Baiyuan: "A little cold."
"Besides training, you should also pay attention to your body." The male host was concerned and continued: "Actually, the first two games today were very close, and the new players seem to be not very used to the slow-paced game. Fortunately, the third You stood up in the game, and a fast-paced male gun caught the tiger by surprise, and the audience must have been very excited. I want to ask... When you selected the male gun, did you carry it all out? Are you ready for the field?"
Lu Baiyuan: "Before each player takes the stage, they must be prepared to carry the team."
The person who has always been less talkative in ordinary interviews is looking at the camera at this time and said slowly: "But each team plays differently, and no player in all divisions dares to say that they can carry every game, so I have to try now. Relying on teammates. Today is me standing up, tomorrow it may be Soft, it will be Pine, Qian or Xiaobai.β
Jian Rong was slightly startled, and her clenched fists loosened a bit because she heard "the new players are not used to it".
"That's right, Lushen is right." The male host who was surfing the Internet frantically nodded with a smile: "Then I have a personal question before the interview is over. Your team's new mid-laner live broadcast of women's clothing some time ago... Lushen, you how do you feel?"
Jian Rong's fist became hard again.
Lu Baiyuan was quiet for two seconds: "It looks better than other people's live broadcasts."
After the interview, everyone in TTC got into the car back to the base.
When Jian Rong got in the car, she found out that the female anchor Yoyo, who had been directed to the camera before, was also in the car.
"I just want to give Yuan Qian something, stay at your base for ten minutes and leave." Youyou winked at them: "I don't need to enter the base if you mind."
It's "you" and it's Jian Rong. Yoyo has been to the base a few times before, so it doesn't affect the training, and other people naturally have no opinion.
Jian Rong shrugged, saying that she didn't care.
The female anchor was holding her support card just now. Jian Rong didn't know how to communicate with her, so she avoided her eyes all the way and returned to her seat.
Seeing this, Youyou couldn't help but talk to him: "Soft, don't be uncomfortable, take me as an ordinary father... An ordinary water friend will do."
Yuan Qian laughed: "Why are you teasing him... Xiaorong, ignore her, she talks too much."
Seeing that Lu Baiyuan and Brother Ding got into the car together, Jian Rong didn't turn her head back and agreed with a vague "um".
Lu Baiyuan passed through the front seat, answered Brother Ding casually, and sat beside Jian Rong naturally.
Lu Baiyuan's eyelids sank badly, and he closed his eyes and rested all the way. It wasn't until the car stopped in front of the base gate that he remembered something, opened his eyes and turned his head to ask, "Where's the medicine?"
Jian Rong: "Brother Ding said not to eat it yet, and the doctor will prescribe medicine after he comes to the base for examination."
Lu Baiyuan nodded and said nothing.
The doctor was already waiting in the living room. As soon as they returned to the base, Lu Baiyuan followed the doctor into the idle conference room.
After eating and taking a bath, it was already 11 o'clock in the night. Standing on the stairs on the second floor, Jian Rong glanced at the closed conference room, and then headed into the training room.
Today's game was too tiring, the others went to rest after a few qualifying rounds, and only Jian Rong continued.
Just after a few qualifying rounds, the phone suddenly rang, it was a bank text message, and the income of the day he replayed had arrived.
Jian Rong glanced at the specific amount, and without a second of hesitation, opened the live broadcast software.
[One o'clock in the middle of the night? What's your hell start time? ? γ
[Dare to start the broadcast just after the game, are you here to scold? γ
γAwake? I just saw that you played a little murloc in a dream. γ
[Come here, get a number card, first think about what I scolded you today. γ
"Why did the broadcast start? ... Anyway, it's also playing in the rankings, hanging around the time, and by the way, let's see if I can cheat some gift money." Jian Rong entered the solo queue and took time to watch the barrage: "The game is so bad and dare to live broadcast... If you didn't play well today, try your best next time. If you play badly, I'll ask you to scold you a few times, and don't block anyone. Cherish this opportunity, after all, I don't know if there will be a next time."
"The main thing is that I didn't say hello before the broadcast. The house management was arranged on a temporary basis, so I won't bother others to work so late. I love to scold."
Only Jian Rong was on the team tonight, so there were some other fans who came to his live room.
[Ah, ah, how is the Road? ? γ
[Watching his interview today, his face is so pale, is he not feeling well? γ
[Please give Soft peace of mind...TAT]
Jian Rong took time to look at the barrage assistant: "Low fever."
γHow is it now? Did you take your medicine and sleep? In serious cases, you have to go to the hospital! ! γ
Jian Rong didn't answer.
Because he doesn't know it himself.
The doctor left only half an hour ago, and Lu Baiyuan went upstairs to return to his room, his steps were the same as usual.
At that time, Jian Rong was in a team battle, and he wanted to send a message to ask after the team battle was over, but he was afraid that Lu Baiyuan had already rested.
Jian Rong practiced until four in the morning.
In the new matchup, Jian Rong replaced her position in the jungle. Without thinking, he locked the blind monk.
Jian Rong: "Can I play the blind monk? ... I have no heroes that I can't."
Just not that skilled.
In fact, he has other jungle heroes who are better at it. The reason why he chooses the blind monk... is because he wants to use Lu Baiyuan's champion skin.
The year Lu Baiyuan won the championship, all he wanted was the skin of a blind monk.
After selecting the hero, he went to change the skin immediately, but found that Lu Baiyuan's champion skin was locked...
Jian Rong was stunned for two seconds before she remembered that there was indeed no such skin on this account.
[No, no, no, there are still people who donβt have the champion skin of the God of the Road? ? γ
[In place of Lushen fans, I have eliminated you as a fool. γ
Without the champion skin, Jian Rong didn't even bother to choose other skins: "I opened this account late and didn't buy it."
[But don't you play this number often now? γ
γI didn't buy the achievement to draw! ! γ
"Draw?" Jian Rong hesitated for two seconds: "Is there a lottery now?"
[Yes, there is an event link on the homepage. γ
Jian Rong directly stopped the game.
Seeing the question mark on the screen, Jian Rong explained: "I don't have skins, I don't want to play."
[...It looks like you have a lot of skin. γ
Jianrong really has very few skins, he doesn't care much about them. He usually uses skins when he has skins, and uses original shapes without skins.
But blind monks are different.
He opened the activity on the homepage and briefly looked at the rules. And then... 100 bucks into it.
γ? ? ? ? γ
[One hundred yuan, you are too extravagant, right? ? γ
[Tonight, the trumpet who just looked at the sky has finished drawing the skin of the blind monk, and they will charge 2,000 once. γ
"There is so much charge, what if it goes out at one time?" Jian Rong scans the code to pay: "Tencent will never make me a penny more."
Not once.
Didn't come out twice.
Didn't come out three times.
...
When Jian Rong swiped the fifty-fifth code, the barrage was already occupied by "Hahahaha".
[Don't talk about the blind monk skin, 5500, only a few of the most rubbish ice and snow festivals and years, you can go back. γ
[Will watching his live broadcast bring bad luck? I'll go back first. γ
This time, Jane Rong gave eight seven-day limits.
Jian Rong became energetic: "It should be my posture is wrong, wait for a while and start a song."
The song started, Jian Rong filled the money and got up: "Forget it, I'll go wash my face... By the way, wash my hands. Wait."
...
With a dry throat, Lu Baiyuan opened his eyes in the darkness and glanced at the time subconsciously.
The Adam's apple rolled back and forth several times, but it was still uncomfortable. He casually put on a coat and got up, intending to go downstairs to get some water.
Passing the second floor, Lu Baiyuan stopped walking downstairs when he saw the lights on in the training room.
There was only one computer lit in the training room, the live broadcast was on, and the barrage assistant above was scrolling fast.
[Damn idiot, didn't you turn off this song before leaving? ? ? ? γ
[Grass, at four in the middle of the night, I was abruptly woken up by the fool. γ
[The stereo was on when I entered the live studio, and now the neighbors are knocking on my door asking when I will die. γ
When Lu Baiyuan was half-length into the mirror, the barrage stagnated for half a second.
He opened Jian Rong's record and glanced at it. From eleven o'clock in the evening to four in the morning, the page was green.
Among the countless "?"s, Lu Baiyuan picked up Jian Rong's earphones and slowly brought them to his ears.
The festive and enthusiastic chorus came outβ
"Good luck~ I wish you good luck~ Good luck brings joy and love~ Good luck, we have good luck~ Facing good luck, we will prosper and spread to the world~"
Lu Baiyuan: "..."