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Chapter 59
The next day, Brother Ding had just arrived at the base when Lu Baiyuan came back from running.
"Go for a run when you're healthy? At noon..." Brother Ding stopped him from going upstairs: "And I've said it several times, you have to wear a hat even if you go out to throw garbage, you Do you know that there are often fans squatting outside the community..."
"I didn't leave the community." Lu Baiyuan stopped helplessly, picked up the towel and wiped his face casually: "I said it too, it's not that exaggerated."
"Don't always think of yourself as an ordinary person, stay awake, your advertising costs are higher than how many celebrities!" Brother Ding glanced at his hand after saying, "Does it still hurt? I'll go get a thermometer..."
Lu Baiyuan walked to the tea room: "After measuring, the fever is gone. My hands are fine."
Brother Ding followed: "The doctor said that your training volume is still too large. Let's play the throne in the next regular season. They played well this season. Otherwise, let Moon go to practice and you will rest."
Lu Baiyuan frowned: "I can fight."
"I know you can play, but who doesn't know you can play in the whole league?" Brother Ding interrupted him: "But it's not necessary, it's just a regular season, don't say I think they can win without you, even if they lose, It doesn't have a big impact. Could it be that you're still worried that we won't make it to the playoffs? You haven't stopped training during this time, and your hands need to rest."
Lu Baiyuan took a sip of water quietly.
"Listen to your brother... I heard that PUD rushed the doctor to the base last night. XIU's hand seems to be a little more serious than yours."
Lu Baiyuan glanced at him: "Did you plug your eyes in the PUD base?"
"Who can hide this kind of thing? Do you think other teams don't know about your hand injury?" Brother Ding sighed: "It is estimated that XIU will retire this year, and PUD has quietly started to find new junglers. ."
Lu Baiyuan paused slightly, he put down the bottle: "You know all this?"
Brother Ding said "um": "I don't hide it from you, the rookie jungler contract of the PWT team is about to expire, and I contacted me privately, and also revealed to me that PUD is contacting him, it is estimated that he wants to raise the bar. Consider your worth."
Lu Baiyuan nodded: "How's it going?"
"No talk." Ding Ge said: "Our team has no shortage of junglers."
Lu Baiyuan pursed his lips, but couldn't smile again.
XIU did discuss with him about retirement, but what XIU said was that he planned to play for another two years, and try to help his old club PUD, who has played for many years, win a championship trophy and then retire gracefully.
The League of Legends professional game has developed over the years, and it has long been common for clubs to abandon veterans.
Some only knew they had gone to the bench the night before the game, and some were even threatened by the team, either agreeing to be listed or watching the water cooler for a season in the background.
These Lu Baiyuan have seen a lot. The player who was once threatened to retire was invited to drink his child's full moon wine in the old LPL player group a few days ago.
Updating is an unavoidable process for every e-sports team, and professional players who used to be prosperous will be submerged in the long river of time.
Lu Baiyuan was about to leave with a water cup, but Brother Ding quickly stopped him: "What are you going to do?"
"Take a shower."
"Wait, what I just told you..."
"Whatever." Lu Baiyuan said, "It's up to you management to decide who you want to play. I'll follow the arrangement."
Brother Ding nodded: "Don't be too sad about XIU, a player of his level will not be bad after retirement."
Lu Baiyuan nodded and said nothing, and continued to walk upstairs.
When Brother Ding was halfway through, he suddenly remembered that he still had something to deal with: "Hey wait! Is that little bastard with blue hair awake?!"
This is what Jian Rong heard when she opened the door.
He stared at Lu Baiyuan sleepily, because his mind was a little dull just after waking up.
Ding Ge was standing at a tricky angle, and he just saw Jian Rong's half-open door through the railing: "Jian Rong - come down immediately and explain to me 'The child steals the parent's money to recharge and asks for a refund from Tencent' This news entry is How the hell does it have anything to do with you!!!"
Jian Rong woke up and closed the door with a snap.
There is no way to hide. Half an hour later, Jian Rong was sitting in the living room holding the noodles in front of everyone and reviewing what happened last night. She regretted that she had escaped just now.
Xiaobai was sitting on the sofa watching Jian Rong's live replay last night. He laughed and laughed. He looked up and asked the person on the other end: "Brother, do you think I have a chance to have a TTC blind monk?"
Lu Baiyuan lowered his head and played with his mobile phone: "Don't you?"
"I don't have any newly opened trumpets in the tenth district." Xiaobai said immediately.
Lu Baiyuan nodded: "That set of skins will return in October, and I will give you a set then."
noob:"??"
Xiaobai said it was unfair: "Brother, you are treated differently!"
Jian Rong sat on the carpet with her back on the sofa, and could not see other people's expressions, only heard Lu Baiyuan simply answer: "Well."
Jian Rong was stunned for two seconds, then lowered her head and snorted.
The inexplicable happiness in his heart just took off a seedling—
"Jianrong is young and a newcomer. It's normal for the captain to take care of him." Master Duan Shui Yuan Qian patted Xiaobai's shoulder: "The captain also cares about you very much. When you first started playing, he didn't invite you to dinner every day. ?"
"Yes." Xiaobai thought for a while: "At that time, our salary was only more than 1,000 a month, and my brother would spend several hundred just to invite me to dinner... Brother, you are so kind."
Jian Rong snapped and bit the noodles.
It's not a big deal to cheat customer service, anyway, Tencent can't refund the money, and there are more people watching it.
Brother Ding said a few words to Jian Rong, and asked him to pay attention to the live broadcast in the future, especially not to have anything to do with the word "cheating".
Jian Rong concentrated on eating noodles, and Brother Ding nodded whenever he said anything.
"Okay, are you full?" Brother Ding glanced at the time: "Go upstairs, the training game will start soon."
Today, my aunt asked for leave, and all the noodles that Jian Rong eats are cooked by Ding Ge.
Jian Rong washed the dishes and was about to go upstairs for training, when she saw Lu Baiyuan was still sitting on the sofa playing Xiaoxiao.
Feeling someone approaching, Lu Baiyuan didn't turn his head back: "What's wrong?"
Jian Rong shook the water in her hand lightly: "I'll transfer the ten thousand yuan to you, captain."
Lu Baiyuan did not respond. It wasn't until he finished eliminating the props that he turned around and propped his elbows lazily on the back cushions of the sofa.
"The child steals the parent's money?" he suddenly asked, "Am I the parent or the child?"
Jian Rong was stunned by the question.
Lu Baiyuan raised his eyebrows: "I earn all the money I paid for you, I didn't steal it, don't worry."
Jian Rong returned to her senses and said, "No, you are the parent..."
wrong.
What kind of parents and children, that's basically him bullshitting customer service.
Lu Baiyuan: "That's what the parents gave voluntarily, so there's no need to pay it back."
After speaking, he turned around and restarted the next level of the game.
Jian Rong stood there for a while, then reached out and wiped her face with her wet palm.
The phone's WeChat rang, and Jian Rong didn't even have to look to know who was looking for him.
He licked his lower lip, took two more steps towards Lu Baiyuan, and reminded aloud, "Brother Ding urged him to go upstairs."
Lu Baiyuan said "um": "Go."
Jian Rong was stunned: "Aren't you going?"
"I'm resting today." Lu Baiyuan still lowered his head: "Moon has already gone up and is waiting for you, let's go."
On the way to the competition room, Jian Rong glanced downstairs through the railing.
Lu Baiyuan was no longer in the living room.
Jian Rong and Yuan Qian walked at the end. He pursed his lips, but couldn't help turning his head and asked, "Brother Qian, why are you on the bench today in the training match?"
"It's normal to practice as a substitute, and other teams are often substitutes in training matches." Yuan Qian muttered: "It is estimated that the captain practiced too much some time ago, and the training amount exceeded the budget, so he was warned by the doctor..."
"Warning?" Jian Rong stopped unconsciously: "Didn't he have a fever?"
Yuan Qian's smile froze, and then he remembered that Jian Rong still didn't know about the captain's hand injury.
Although this is not a big secret that has to be kept hidden... But Brother Ding and the captain didn't say it, and he didn't dare to tell Jian Rong on his own.
"Does he have any other injuries?" People who play games all year round are very keen on this aspect, and Jian Rong asked, "Professional injury? Is that right?"
Yuan Qian took a deep breath and smiled: "Yeah. Hey, who doesn't have occupational diseases these days. You should have been broadcasting every day for so long, right? You'll be tired after playing for a long time. Maybe it's your turn to rest after the training game..."
"I don't rest." Jian Rong said.
Yuan Qian: "..."
In fact, Jian Rong had already guessed that Lu Baiyuan had an occupational disease, and when it was confirmed, he held back and didn't ask any further.
If Lu Baiyuan was willing to say it, he should tell himself that night when he rubbed his hands.
Seeing Jian Rong's worried face, Yuan Qian was worried that it would affect the training game for a while, and was hesitating whether to comfort him or not.
Jian Rong suddenly turned her head and asked, "Is it serious?"
Yuan Qian said with conscience: "I don't know too well, it should be... well, anyway, the captain said that he will not retire within this year."
Jian Rong nodded and strode into the competition room.
It turns out that Yuan Qian thinks too much.
This conversation did not have any impact on Jian Rong's state. In today's training match, Jian Rong's blood C, won three MVPs in five games.
What Yuan Qian didn't know was that the first thing Jian Rong did when she returned to the training room after the training game was to secretly open a certain search page with her mobile phone.
"What occupational diseases will professional game players have?"
"Can Abrasion Hand Injuries Heal?"
"Does it hurt when a back injury is severe?"
...
The search results were useless, so Jian Rong gave up after checking a few questions.
He glanced at Lu Baiyuan's plane, which was empty.
After closing the webpage, Jian Rong opened a treasure and wanted to place an order for instant coffee. The base's instant coffee was almost finished, and he was still not used to using the coffee machine.
Who knows that the interface has just opened, and the home page is full of product recommendations——
[100% favorable rate of cervical spine massager], [low frequency physiotherapy instrument to clear the meridian electrotherapy massage], [waist massager with head up and chest as a man]…………
Jian Rong couldn't help but click in and take a look.
The function of the massager has been hyped up by the merchants, and the customers who have used it have said that it is good, and the favorable rate is as high as 100%! ! !
Jian Rong was confused by these bells and whistles, and spent wildly in this Taobao store.
The store owner of this Taobao store is in Shanghai. After Jian Rong communicated, the store owner promised to send him a courier in the same city.
Xiaobai passed behind him with milk tea, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of him scanning the code to pay: "8200? Big money, what are you buying?"
Jian Rong put the phone screen on the table: "Don't worry about it."
At seven o'clock in the evening, everyone sat in the living room and ate crayfish together to review the meal.
Lu Baiyuan finally went downstairs, with a calm expression on his face, he sat beside Jian Rong.
"Brother, what are you doing this afternoon?" Xiaobai asked.
"Sleep." Lu Baiyuan's voice was light: "How was the training game?"
"Win all." Moon grabbed in front of Xiaobai and said, "...Captain, I won an MVP."
The meaning of asking for praise is obvious.
Lu Baiyuan just nodded and lowered his head to reply to the news.
Jian Rong bit her chopsticks and couldn't help looking down at Lu Baiyuan's hand.
Lu Baiyuan had been leaning against the back of the chair while typing, and his waist should have been uncomfortable.
Halfway through the meal, the doorbell rang.
Brother Ding took off his gloves and walked to the entrance to open the electronic cat's eye. He looked at the man wearing a hat and mask outside, frowned and asked, "Who is it?"
The man covered tightly, and his words were vague: "Send express."
Brother Ding frowned deeper: "We don't have express delivery—"
"Mine." Jian Rong stood up abruptly: "I'll go out and get it."
Brother Ding looked back and asked, "Have you bought something?"
"Well, courier in the same city." Jian Rong responded while putting on her shoes.
Brother Ding hesitated for two seconds and said to the courier, "I see, you can leave your things at the door and go out to get them right away."
The box is not big and surprisingly light. Jian Rong hugged her in her arms and lowered her head to confirm the name on it - "Soft".
It's his right.
Back at the base, Yuan Qian raised his head and urged him: "Eat it first and then dismantle it. If we don't come, we will finish it."
Jian Rong found the scissors: "I'll check right away."
He bought several things, and it stands to reason that they are not so light.
And... did he write Soft on the recipient?
Just as Jian Rong started to unpack the courier, the doorbell rang again.
Lu Baiyuan came out of the kitchen just after washing his hands: "I'll come."
Lu Baiyuan clicked on the electronic cat's eye, and outside was a staff member wearing a coat of a courier company: "Hello, the courier, here is a courier for Jianrong..."
Clang.
The sound of scissors falling.
Lu Baiyuan felt uneasy, and when he looked back, he saw Jian Rong looking at the package in surprise, and reached out to cover his nose - Lu Baiyuan stepped up and walked towards him without thinking.
Just as Lu Baiyuan was about to approach, Jian Rong immediately returned to her senses, quickly closed the package tightly, and stuck it back with the tape she just tore off: "Don't come here."
Lu Baiyuan lowered his eyes: "What?"
"...A few dead mice." Jian Rong quickly responded, picked up the box and walked out.
Lu Baiyuan grabbed his arm: "Where to?"
"It's too late to chase it out now." Jian Rong said, "I'll go and put these on that idiot."