As soon as Jian Rong turned on her computer, Yuan Qian pushed open the door of the training room: "Xiao Rong, gather, let's go."

Yuan Qian glanced out of the corner of the eye, and the only short-sighted man in the team squinted and said, "Yo, why is the captain watching your live broadcast?"

The chair rollers rubbed against the ground, making a not-so-gentle sound.

Jian Rong's hair was blown in a strange shape by the wind blowing in from the window, revealing a clean forehead and unhappy eyes.

Jian Rong walked past Yuan Qian and said firmly, "It's not me."

In tonight's training match, Jian Rong didn't say much.

Although he usually doesn't talk much, when Xiaobai pushed off the bottom and came to the middle to move forward and accidentally eat a cannon car from Jian Rong and was not scolded, Xiaobai felt that it was not easy.

Everyone is more relaxed when they are playing scrims.

Yuan Qian went home to get the equipment, and hurried to the middle: "By the way, did the shooting go well today?"

Jian Rong was preparing to steal someone in the enemy's jungle, and she was thinking about other things. She didn't realize that Yuan Qian was talking to herself and didn't say a word.

Yuan Qian didn't notice anything wrong: "How about Real Qiuqiu? I wanted to take a look at the last time she played the All-Star Game, but Brother Ding said she wanted to resume the game and wouldn't let her stay on the scene..."

Xiaobai asked, "Does my sister-in-law know what you think?"

"Hey, who doesn't like to watch beautiful women, just to feast their eyes, I don't think about anything else. Doesn't she usually watch handsome guys?" Yuan Qian said, "So is the real Qiuqiu the same as the one on TV? My wife said that even now Video can be P."

Lu Baiyuan switched the game perspective and glanced at his mid laner who had been in the enemy jungle and said nothing.

"I haven't watched it on TV, I'm fine." Lu Baiyuan calmly ended the topic: "Come and play in a group, I'll drive."

As soon as the voice fell, the game jumped out of the kill broadcast. Jian Rong squatted to the enemy's AD in the wild area and killed him within three seconds.

The training game ended after three rounds as usual. Brother Ding walked into the training room and looked at his watch: "It's hard work. I originally thought that I wouldn't make an appointment for a training game on the rest day, but this team came to invite me on a temporary basis. I haven't played before, so I thought it would be nice for you to be a couple. I asked someone to buy some supper, it should be there soon, so go to rest after eating."

Pine glanced at the English text on the opposite side of the dialog box: "Which team is this?"

Ding Ge said: "The third-ranked team in the European and American divisions this spring is also a new team, and the momentum is very strong. It is estimated that they did not exert their full strength to fight us tonight."

"That's why I don't like to play scrims with teams from other divisions." Yuan Qian leaned back on his chair: "LPL teams' scrims are at best acting, while scrims from other divisions... Nima is just playing tricks, take out the video. If you say it's the Platinum Bureau, everyone will believe it."

Lu Baiyuan turned off the game: "Normal."

Teams in the same region may also have the idea of ​​improving each other. In other regions... Who would want to help teams from other countries train?

As far as he knows, some LPL teams and other divisions play scrims as perfunctory.

"At this time, I have to praise the squid team. Although the players have some cerebral palsy, they are sincere." Xiaobai glanced at the dialog box: "Jianrong, they are all praising you on the public screen. When you meet on the field, you have to be targeted to death..."

"It doesn't matter, I'm just playing casually." Jian Rong removed the keyboard: "Let's talk if they can enter the World Championship."

Back in the training room, everyone saw the live broadcast interface on Lu Baiyuan's computer.

Lu Baiyuan doesn't like to wear headphones when watching live broadcasts or watching games, and he doesn't need to put them out. He turned on the sound of the headphones to the maximum, so that he could hear the sound clearly while sitting on the camera.

The male anchor turned on the sound card, and his voice was so thick that it was greasy, but what he said was: "The house manager will immediately ban and kick the spray when he sees it. What kind of stupid things are you? It's all your father's fault for not putting you on the wall more than ten years ago. That's why you came out today to be disgusting, Laozi."

Lu Baiyuan and Ding Ge usually walked at the end. They haven't returned to the training room yet, but these words were heard by other people who came back first.

Jian Rong frowned and sat in front of her seat, not in a hurry to put on her headphones.

"This person is still broadcasting... I thought it was a live replay of Jian Rong before." Yuan Qian said succinctly, "Which anchor is this captain watching? Dress up like Jian Rong."

Pine pulled the chair away. "Mouth is really dirty."

Seeing that Jian Rong didn't respond, Xiao Bai nodded immediately: "That's right! He looks more like him, and even has the same hairstyle and bow tie as Jian Rong."

After speaking, he patted Jian Rong's shoulder: "Of course, he doesn't look as good as you in a skirt."

Jane Rong: "."

Who wants to look better than wearing a skirt? ?

When Brother Ding pushed in the door, he happened to hear the anchor carrying out the second round of abuse.

- "Did this Juggernaut be born without a brain? What games does the mentally retarded play? You must die tonight."

"What is it?" Brother Ding frowned: "Who is watching the live broadcast?"

"Me." Lu Baiyuan put away his phone behind him, walked to the camera and turned off the live broadcast.

When he entered the live broadcast room, the anchor was not in front of the computer, and Brother Ding looked for him temporarily, so he hung up and passed.

"This anchor won't be banned for scolding people so dirty?" Brother Ding thought of something, and hurriedly asked: "You don't have a large size, right?"

Lu Baiyuan said: "No."

"That's fine." Brother Ding breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Have a good rest tonight, don't ask me to leave for the next few days. If you don't approve, give me a good training. Play PUD on Saturday, let's hold back our strength, Try to win."

"Although it's just a regular season game, you also know that the audience likes to watch you play against PUD. It's just Monday, and the Tieba forum has already put us up against PUD... In short, play well and strive for a complete victory. Record into the playoffs.”

After Brother Ding left, he posted the training schedule for the next two days in the WeChat group.

"Ri, except for eating and sleeping, the rest are all training matches." Xiaobai took a deep breath.

"Don't worry about your sister-in-law's supper during this time. I told her not to give it to her. I don't have time to eat it." Yuan Qian got up from his seat: "I went upstairs. I will disappear in her world for a week, so I will give it to her first. Make a phone call."

Shortly after Yuan Qian left, Lu Baiyuan read the announcement of the new version of Hanbok that was about to be updated, and then turned off the computer.

Brother Ding said that to remind him that the next training was very tense, so that he had a good rest.

He's also not obsessed with hours of evening qualifying time.

As soon as Jian Rong entered the qualifying queue, she heard the person behind her ask, "Aren't you tired after a day of filming?"

"I'm not tired." Jian Rong paused, and made an excuse to cover up: "I just finished talking harshly with PUD, and I don't want to lose this weekend... I'll practice again."

Lu Baiyuan glanced at the time: "Rest before two o'clock."

Not a negotiating tone.

Jian Rong pursed her lips and said hello.

After Lu Baiyuan left, Xiaobai wondered to himself: "I'm working hard too, why doesn't my brother urge me to rest?"

P Bao said: "You can play a game of Senna, why do you rest?"

"Damn, I've only been free today, you're too vengeful, aren't you??"

Jian Rong didn't have the heart to listen to their chat.

As soon as Lu Baiyuan walked on his front foot, he opened the live broadcast room on his back foot.

The blue-haired anchor has been dropped.

After fluttering, the unreasonable sullenness in Jian Rong's heart became even more blocked.

After waiting in the queue for six minutes and not getting into the game, Jian Rong propped her chin and simply started the live broadcast.

[Starting the broadcast again in this underworld time? 】

[Just had a fight with PUD's brain-damaged fans on the forum. If you lose to PUD this Saturday, don't come back to see your father. 】

[Idiot heard that you and Qiuqiu fell in love? ? ? ? 】

[I did talk about it, I saw the photo today, and the two still drink the same glass of water. 】

"What nonsense." Jian Rong frowned: "What photo? Send me a look."

"This... I just helped her get a cup for a while, but I haven't had a drink. Are you elementary school students? Do you believe this kind of photo?"

[Frightened to death, I will say that you are obviously gay, how can you fall in love with a girl! 】

[Idiot is in a bad mood today? What a bitter face. 】

[He has not always been this virtue. 】

[You fool, you were imitated by an anchor named TT! ! ! 】

[I saw it too, it has been on the recommendation today, dyed blue hair and wearing a sailor suit, the technology is still good, it seems to be the top 100 national clothes? He also learned to swear at people... But that idiot didn't learn the essence. I watched for two minutes, and the idiot kept scolding people's parents and various organs, so mentally retarded. 】

[Being normal, it's not the first time he's been imitated, what's the fuss about? 】

[Those who are academically and well-established are very deliberate, how can he be so eager to learn with such a natural idiot. 】

It is indeed not the first time that Jian Rong has been imitated.

In the past, someone even directly copied his game ID and the name of the live broadcast room. Jian Rong didn't say anything about it, and told the water friends not to scold people in the past.

It is difficult for the little anchor to become famous. Without affecting herself, Jian Rong doesn't care what others do.

Jian Rong realized later that he was not irritable because someone imitated him.

What was annoying to him was that Lu Baiyuan opened that person's live broadcast.

Lu Baiyuan hardly watches other people's live broadcasts, and occasionally enters the team's live broadcast room and just throws a gift and leaves, not even staying for five minutes. In this respect, Jianrong is special.

He likes this special.

And don't want to share it with anyone.

This kind of thinking... should be normal, right? Jian Rong thought that when he was a child, he would also be unhappy when he saw the teacher pasting the little red flower given to him to other children.

Jian Rong returned to her senses and glanced at the barrage: "It doesn't matter, blue hair is not my patent... Shut up, neither is the sailor suit. After playing games, if you mention other anchors, the housekeeper will kick people directly."

Jian Rong played several games in a row, and interacted with the barrage very casually.

[It’s only a few hours since the TTC training room was empty, and it’s too lax, right? What else can I do to win PUD on Saturday? 】

[Who can withstand training until two or three o'clock every night? Body is important. 】

[By the way, is it true or false that PUD only makes training matches with Korean teams? ? 】

[PUD is not originally a Korean team? There are three Koreans in the team. 】

[Pure passerby, when will PUD move to the LCK division? 】

"It's someone else's choice to play a training match with which team, and it doesn't cost you money. What do you care about?" Jian Rong said absentmindedly, "I don't look down on PUD... My opinion doesn't matter. I'm only responsible for winning, It doesn't matter how the opponent trains."

While speaking, Jian Rong entered a new game.

Before the spring water came out, the teammate suddenly sent a sentence——

【YY-Tofu: ? 】

Jian Rong cursed in her heart. He didn't pay attention to his teammate's ID when selecting heroes, otherwise he would quit the game early.

He moved his fingers and blocked directly.

[Blocking is admitting defeat - By Soft]

【Why block? scold him! 】

[Meeting is fate, here it is recommended to hang up in two rows. 】

"Don't scold." Jian Rong said succinctly: "If I don't have the money to pay the fine, I will lose this game."

Tofu lived up to expectations, and it really started, and in less than ten minutes, three heads were sent to the bottom road.

Jian Rong was in a bad mood today. After he was directly killed by the enemy who was fattened by tofu three times, he finally couldn't help staying in his own spring.

He turned off the tofu shield and started typing.

【Hahahaha didn’t you say you don’t scold? 】

[After thinking about it, I feel that 10,000 yuan is not a big deal. 】

Just as Jian Rong knocked out the word "idiot", the door of the training room opened.

Lu Baiyuan casually put on a coat with messy short sleeves and loose pajama pants underneath, and the ropes in front of the pants were not tied.

He put his hands in his pockets and walked behind Jian Rong.

"What about swearing?" Lu Baiyuan slept for a while, his voice tired.

Jian Rong: "..."

He was stunned for a moment, deleted those two words, and said, "No, I made a typo."

Jian Rong glanced at the time, it was half past two.

Unexpectedly, Lu Baiyuan would really come to catch herself, and Jian Rong wanted to take off her earphones and explained, "I forgot to check the time..."

Lu Baiyuan grabbed his hand and stopped his movement: "Let's talk after the game."

Lu Baiyuan just came out of the quilt, his palms were hot.

The barrage assistant was burst-

[Road is trying to trick you! He didn't make a typo, he just wanted to die with tofu! ! 】

【what's the situation? How did Road appear? ? 】

【Do you Nakano really like the midnight tryst so much? 】

[How Road looks like he just woke up. 】

[Standing behind the fool and still not moving? what's the situation……】

[What is Road doing, solve it. 】

"I didn't do anything, check a room." Lu Baiyuan said to the barrage in a light voice: "You watch his live broadcast, don't worry about me."

After that, Lu Baiyuan really didn't speak again.

He stood just behind Jian Rong, without saying a word, his posture remained the same. They didn't touch, but Jian Rong could clearly feel him, and even had the illusion that the other party's breath was falling on her.

The wind blew in through the crack of the window, and the scent of the shower gel on Lu Baiyuan's body drifted into the room.

Jian Rong worked hard to get herself into the game.

After a long time, he heard Lu Baiyuan murmur, "His ears?"

Jian Rong devoted a little energy to watching the barrage.

[Yes, yes, there is probably something wrong with his ears. 】

[Braised pig ears are not so red. 】

【Are you serious? Hahahaha】

Jian Rong scolded a fart in her heart, and just as she was about to turn off the barrage assistant, her ear was gently flicked by her curved index finger.

Jian Rong froze instantly, and the characters in the game did not leave.

"It's very red." Lu Baiyuan asked, "Is it uncomfortable to wear headphones?"

Jian Rong took a deep breath, shook her head and pursed her lips, but she still couldn't hold it.

He was like being dipped in soda water, his heart was about to explode and his ears were buzzing.

At this moment, Jian Rong knew that his ears were fine.

There was something wrong with his mind.