When we got back to the base, the team doctor had already arrived.

He tested Jian Rong's blood sugar, which was more than normal.

"It's better." The team doctor put away the blood glucose meter and asked, "Has this kind of phenomenon happened before?"

Jane shook her head. As long as he has done it before, he can't let himself do it again.

"Then pay more attention." The team doctor thought for a while: "However, hypoglycemia seldom causes vomiting. It may be because you are playing a game and you are under too much pressure. If your stomach is still uncomfortable, you have to go to the hospital for examination."

Jian Rong nodded: "Okay."

"Are you still uncomfortable now?" Brother Ding glanced at the things in his hand: "How long are you going to hold this bag and put it on the table?"

"Much better." Jian Rong tied the plastic bag, dragged her peripheral bag, opened it, and put it in.

Lu Baiyuan looked at the doctor: "Is there any remedy for this problem?"

"It's mainly about life. You need to eat regularly and have a balanced diet. I'll explain it to your auntie in a bit." The team doctor paused: "And when you go out in the future, bring some sugar or biscuits with you. body."

"Okay." Lu Baiyuan nodded, "please make a run tonight."

"No trouble, I just came to see your hand." The team doctor looked down and said, "The training time must have exceeded these days? I told you about your hand..."

Feeling Jian Rong's eyes floating over, Lu Baiyuan interrupted him: "We'll talk about it later."

The players were in poor condition, Ding Ge decided to wake up tomorrow and resume the game.

After dinner, Jian Rong was driven to sleep.

As soon as he went upstairs, Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief: "Jianrong's face seems to be a little better? Seeing him in the background with a pale face, it looks like he will faint at any time."

Yuan Qian agreed: "When I got back into the car, he didn't look very good. Alas, he was still too thin."

"He was watching the live broadcast." Pine said lightly: "I heard the voice."

"Watching the live broadcast..." Xiaobai wrinkled his face: "His ability to withstand pressure is really strong. I can think of how terrifying the barrage of today's live broadcast is with my toes. No wonder he didn't say a word during dinner."

Lu Baiyuan was silent. He dropped the phone in his pocket, turned around and went to the pantry by himself.

When Jian Rong came out of the shower, she found several WeChat messages on her phone.

[Qian: Xiaorong, do you like soup? Your sister-in-law said that she wanted to cook soup for you. Don't look at her usual carelessness, the soup is very fragrant (it didn't mean that the soup made by the aunt at the base was not fragrant)]

[Pine: [Share the link - what should patients with hypoglycemia pay attention to? ]]

[Xiao Bai: There is a small grid on the last floor of my computer desk, and there is a lot of chocolate in it. If you feel uncomfortable in future training, you can eat it directly. 】

Jian Rong was still a little weak. He sat at the head of the bed, read the message several times, opened the dialog box several times but didn't know what to reply.

He didn't get this kind of news early on. He added a lot of people to his WeChat, including anchors, house managers, and super managers. Almost all of the news he received was about the live broadcast room, and he didn't have to reply to the occasional blessing messages he received during the New Year and holidays.

Jian Rong typed "OK", and after a while, added "Thank you".

Two minutes after the news was sent, the door was knocked.

Lu Baiyuan put one hand in his pocket and held a cup in the other, and said, "Drink this before going to sleep."

Jian Rong took it and smelled a faint honey aroma: "...Thank you."

The air was silent for two seconds.

Lu Baiyuan sighed softly: "Can I enter?"

Jian Rong immediately opened the door.

Jian Rong had just taken a shower, and the room smelled of the familiar shower gel. Lu Baiyuan had been awake all night and smelled it.

He didn't go into the house, just leaned against the wall with his arms folded: "Today's game..."

Jian Rong answered quickly: "I have a big problem."

Lu Baiyuan raised his eyebrows: "What do you think is your problem?"

"The support ability is too weak, the coordination is not good, and the teammates cannot be taken care of in the team battle." Jian Rong lowered her head: "...I didn't eat breakfast well, I fell ill, and I missed the third game."

Lu Baiyuan nodded: "Also."

Jian Rong thought for a while: "I didn't help on the road in the early stage. There was a wave in the middle. I should go on the road with you."

Lu Baiyuan didn't say anything, motioning him to continue.

"And..." Jian Rong was not in a good state today, and he remembered many details of the game vaguely: "I think about it."

Lu Baiyuan reminded lightly: "Things outside the game."

Jian Rong instantly understood: "...I shouldn't scold tofu dishes."

Lu Baiyuan: "."

"You shouldn't call him rude."

"It shouldn't be ridiculing him for his nine-game losing streak."

"It has nothing to do with him." Lu Baiyuan interrupted lightly, looking down at him: "I am not feeling well, why don't you tell me."

Jian Rong was stunned: "I'll be fine after I vomit, it won't affect the operation."

"This has nothing to do with the game." Lu Baiyuan was silent for two seconds, and said: "The team signed you, not for you to work hard."

Jian Rong pursed her lips: "...mine."

Lu Baiyuan looked at him silently for a while.

"You do have a lot of questions today."

Jian Rong closed her eyes, and just as her heart sank, she heard Lu Baiyuan continue: "But these are all mistakes that newcomers make, so it's not a big mistake."

Jian Rong raised her eyes quickly.

Lu Baiyuan's eyes were calm: "You are very strong personally, so you like to be alone, you want to make wonderful moves in the game, and you want to start every game... This kind of thinking is normal."

"If you put it in the LSPL where new players get together, you can already decide the championship by default, and maybe you will receive transfer invitations from other large clubs..."

"But you start too high, and you face mature teams. They may not be able to beat you in 1v1, but they know how to limit you and suppress you. They have data analysts who specialize in you, and they may be better than yourself. Be aware of your weaknesses - so I think it's normal that you're not used to playing like this."

Perhaps Lu Baiyuan's voice was a little soothing. Or maybe it's because he's been on the live broadcast for too long, and he's used to being scolded full screen for making a little mistake.

In short, at this moment, Jian Rong's heart is slightly sour.

"...but I've been playing scrims for a few months," he said.

"Yes." Lu Baiyuan said slowly: "Cards, clockwork, Galio, you are practicing all these game heroes. You are working hard, but it is not enough. Savior is good at support and team battles, when should you do it? What, he knows better than you, if you practice for a few months, you can catch up with his rhythm... It's a bit sorry for his price of 8 million per season. "

Jian Rong lowered her eyes and remembered the fact that she was only a 1.4 million mid laner.

"But the regular season is to give the team an opportunity to adjust. You still have a lot of time to practice." Lu Baiyuan raised his eyebrows: "The premise is that your body can support it."

"I know," Jian Rong nodded, "I eat well."

Lu Baiyuan nodded first, and after a few seconds he suddenly turned his head and smiled.

Jian Rong asked subconsciously, "What are you laughing at?"

Lu Baiyuan said, "No."

I just think it's a little cute that the person who stinks every day and bows his head and says "I eat well".

Lu Baiyuan asked, "Is it better?"

"Well, it's alright." Jian Rong paused for a while, then suddenly asked, "You... have you enlightened them like this before?"

Jian Rong didn't mean anything else, he just thought Lu Baiyuan's words were very useful. In just ten minutes, he seemed to be alive.

Lu Baiyuan was stunned for two seconds.

He pondered the word "enlightenment", and then asked, "Do you think I'm enlightening you?"

Jian Rong was stunned: "Ah."

Lu Baiyuan smiled: "I thought I was coaxing you."

The unfamiliar word "coax" suddenly rushed into Jian Rong's brain.

For some reason, he focused all his attention on this word. After wandering in his mind, he almost didn't recognize this word.

At another sudden moment, like hot boiling water bursting through the balloon, the surging heat flow swept across the cells of his body directly.

In the dim light, Lu Baiyuan's eyes were very gentle. Jian Rong pursed her lips, licked her lips, opened her mouth, but said nothing.

Finally, Lu Baiyuan twisted the doorknob behind him and said, "Rest."-

Jian Rong slept well. Since joining the team, she has never had a single dream.

Maybe he went to bed too early, and he didn't wake up until nine o'clock the next day.

When slept last night, the curtains were not tightened, and the morning sun hit Jian Rong's eyelids, which was warm and comfortable. He closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, then picked up the phone habitually——

[Competition is chaotic: follow-up to the TTC incident - the black face disappeared after the Road game, and it is suspected that he is dissatisfied with the new mid laner. 】

[Competition circles are chaotic: Is it right or wrong for TTC to take the risk of bringing inexperienced newcomers to the starting lineup? Click to see an in-depth analysis of a retired coach. 】

Does this marketing account not sleep, posting so many mentally handicapped articles in one night?

Jian Rong turned it off without even reading the content, and got out of bed to wash.

The base was quiet, and my aunt came at nine o'clock. Jian Rong poured a glass of milk and sat in front of the computer, yawned and started the live broadcast.

There were fewer people in the live broadcast room in the early morning than in the middle of the night. Just a few minutes before the broadcast, there were not many barrages on the screen.

[The broadcast started after losing the game, and you are looking for a spray? 】

【Why is your live broadcast time getting more and more magical? Isn't today a day off? 】

[Which team's rest day is really rested? 】

[This time is good. Dad just woke up and just scolded him to refresh himself. 】

[Heizi still has three minutes to reach the battlefield, and Dad gets up and warms up by doing Tai Chi sets. 】

A lot of players don't choose to start after losing a game because Kuroko's attention will be on you until the next losing team comes along.

Seeing the broadcast of Jian Rong, the new dads scolded with worry, while the party involved tore open the biscuit package and ate a piece, and then opened yesterday's live broadcast with his legs crossed.

"What question mark?" Jian Rong said lazily: "Old rules, repeat."

【What old rules? 】

[This forced me to watch the video and replay frequently when I didn’t play well in the previous rankings. Later, maybe because of the high popularity, I felt that the replay would lose fans, and the idiot didn’t do it again. 】

[The key is not the problem of the competition, but the personal quality of the players. This is the first time I have seen a player who is unable to play due to low blood sugar. 】

[Get out of TTC, TTC can't accept your big Buddha, don't come to harm my team, OK? 】

[Don't want other teams either. Here is the suggestion to retire and return to your anchor industry. After all, this industry has no requirements on the quality of employees, so don't hurt anyone. 】

[Hahahaha your team? Why do you think you are the representative of a certain team? Who are you? The face is big enough, idiot fans. 】

"It's not that you think you'll lose fans after re-examination, it's that your father has become stronger." Jian Rong swept the barrage: "It's hypoglycemia, I'm a fool, I didn't eat breakfast, you can just scold you for this, the housekeeper doesn't need to block someone... Temporary I have no plans to retire, and I don’t plan to transfer, so no matter how upset you are, you still have to watch me finish this spring split and come to Gank me if you don’t agree.”

[What's the use of a mid laner who doesn't know C, when the defensive tower guards the mid lane? 】

Jian Rong pulled the progress bar of the live replay and jumped to one second before the start of the game: "Yes, not having a C is my problem. It will be next time."

After all, Jian Rong really watched the game seriously.

This direction made the sunspots dazed for two seconds, and then began to increase the firepower, trying to bring the rhythm of passers-by and audience——

[This wave can obviously jump over the tower, but does not follow up immediately, it is a real dish. 】

[You can't kill without playing assassins? ? 】

Jian Rong didn't speak, he knew that he was fine with this wave, and Savior was holding on to his purification and flash ultimate move, just waiting for him to jump over the tower.

The sunspots continued to exert their strength. After a few minutes, they found that the direction of the barrage was not right.

Others on the barrage are following them and spraying Soft. That's right.

But the people who spray him... all carry the iron fan icon in his live broadcast room.

[Stupid, dads helped you out on the post bar last night, you can start watching from eight minutes. 】

[Savior has walked to Pine's face, you are still fighting in the middle, I am Pine and I will hang up to interact with you. 】

[You either rush in front of Savior to catch someone, or don't push the middle tower earlier, you see you are going back and forth like a fool, and nothing has been accomplished. 】

[I am too embarrassed to tell others that I am your father when I go out. 】

[Dad Daddy's dream last night was that you idiot Syndra was running a marathon. 】

[You don’t even need to be an orphan in the rankings, but you still do this in the game? Didn't you practice during scrims? 】

Star TV can bind its own LOL game number. Some sunspots noticed something was wrong, clicked the LOL icon behind the names of those who were criticizing the teaching, and were successfully blinded by the rank.

There are diamonds, masters, and even the strongest king, and the lowest rank also has a gold.

Jian Rong watched the video twice in silence. His rhythm was indeed a little orphan in these few minutes.

Of course, Jian Rong also had training support when he played in scrims, but when he played Syndra, he seldom fought for support, and he had never met a Dragon King who caught people so frequently like Savior.

He turned on his phone and noted the time interval between Savior's support on the memo.

After half a cup of milk, Jian Rong's upper lip was stained with white.

[There are still 28 minutes of that wave, you can see for yourself how good you are, the position is so good, the ball is only pushed to two people. 】

[The most important thing is that you didn't faint 98k, and the price was to be slapped to death by someone. Really eat. 】

[Yuan Qian is too hot, Soft is too bad, is Yuan Qian's contract expiring soon? Let's get out of here hand in hand. 】

"I remember that wave... I didn't push it well." Jian Rong ate another biscuit, and moved the finger to seal and kick the person who mentioned Yuan Qian: "Return the game, scold me, scold me, take the opportunity to think You have to roll as far as you come in to stir up the water, Dad doesn't like you."

After speaking, he continued to press the play button.

It took almost an hour to replay the first game.

The sunspots went from their previous impassioned to calm - this group of fans cursed more than them, what the fuck is going on.

Halfway through, the aunt pushed open the door and came in and asked him if he wanted to make breakfast. Jian Rong nodded: "Yes, please."

【are you a pig? After eating two packets of biscuits? 】

[This thing is not nutritious enough, the little idiot has a long body. 】

【Eighteen years old and still growing? The height is estimated to be like this in this life, and the weight may still rise. 】

Jian Rong broke the egg in half, stuffed one of the eggs into her mouth, and responded vaguely, "Fart... I can at least reach one meter eight."

[One meter eight in the dream. 】

[You don't blush when you say this? 】

[Son, Dad sees others saying that Road is so angry with you? real or fake? 】

[To be precise, he was angry and left, and he left without returning to the lounge after the game hahaha. 】

Jian Rong's chewing movement slowed down a bit.

[That's not true, that game really wasn't all my son's fault. 】

【Love is the deepest responsibility. 】

[Love a fart, Caicheng is estimated to break up directly. 】

【separate? Isn't my son in love all the time? Strictly speaking, it is my son's unilateral lovelorn. 】

[My son is so miserable, he lost the game and lost his love. 】

[Very good, so my son doesn't have to be gay. 】

When he mentioned Lu Baiyuan, he thought of what happened last night.

Can the word "coax" be used when the captain cares about the players?

Man... need to coax a man?

Feeling that her ears were getting hot again, Jian Rong hurriedly swallowed her eggs. Just as she was about to interrupt the rhythm of the barrage, the door of the training room was pushed open.

Lu Baiyuan walked in in his regular clothes, glanced at the breakfast on Jianrong's table, and then looked at the computer screen.

Jian Rong didn't expect him to wake up so early, and looked up at his chin blankly.

Before the two of them could say anything, the cooking aunt came first.

Auntie wanted to help Jian Rong clean up the dishes. She knew that these young people usually work hard, and they won't let them do anything they can.

Seeing Lu Baiyuan, she was stunned: "Xiaolu, why did you get up so early? I was arguing with you when I was cleaning the corridor?"

"No." Lu Baiyuan said lightly: "I'm afraid he won't eat breakfast, so he wakes up with an alarm clock."

Jian Rong put her hand on the keyboard and her expression became even more stunned.

"This way..." Auntie felt relieved: "Then I'll make you breakfast? What do you want to eat?"

"Just like him, please."

After the aunt left, Lu Baiyuan lowered his eyes and asked, "Why do you start the live broadcast so early?"

Jian Rong hummed: "Come and play for a long time."

Realizing that Lu Baiyuan was watching the video interface on his computer screen, Jian Rong explained, "Brother Ding hasn't come yet, so I'll review it myself first."

"Finished?"

"……Um."

Lu Baiyuan nodded: "I'll turn on the phone, we'll line up two."

Jian Rong immediately said, "Okay."

Lu Baiyuan was about to return to the plane, when he saw the half egg left on his table, he reached out and rubbed it on his head: "After eating."

Jian Rong stuffed the other half of the egg into her mouth.

The barrage briefly crossed the question mark for a few seconds.

[When will the stupid marketing account die? 】

[...Forget about being gay, let’s be gay, you’re so high up to be able to get along with Road, son. 】

[Does the rest of the team know about your relationship? 】

[This is called black face? Is this called blackface? ? ? This fucking goes a step further and is going to bed live! ! 】

[Two minutes ago, I saw the video of Road sticking his hand into the mouth of an idiot. I won't talk about it, I wish 99]

【Seeking pictures, wish 99】

【Blessing 99】

【Blessing 99】