Jian Rong didn't expect that his ID would appear in hot comments. The battle between the two sides in the Lou Zhonglou was fierce, and TTC had a large number of fans. The fans in his live broadcast room could beat two, and no one was inferior to each other.

Jian Rong had been scolded a lot before and didn't think anything was wrong.

So when he saw Xiaobai staring at him with red eyes, he didn't know what to react.

"...It's like this, they scold everyone they see, not targeting you." Jian Rong frowned and wanted to comfort him.

Unfortunately, he has not yet lit up the skill of "comfort".

So he held it in for most of the day and gave up: "But you, a big man, will cry after being scolded for a few words?"

Xiaobai rubbed his eyes: "Who was scolded and cried! Am I crying for these trolls? They are worthy of it!"

A few seconds later, he added weakly: "Of course, I don't mean to scold your fans..."

Jian Rong was puzzled: "Then why are you crying?"

Xiaobai was embarrassed to say that he was sad about his teammate who was fired for the fake match. He felt that it was too boring to say it and was pretentious.

So he said, "I have been playing in the ranking for so many days and have not been able to go up to the top. I feel sad. Can't I cry if I want to cry?"

Jian Rong: "..."

"You are just a little bit of an assassin mid laner! You throw your skills and kill the middle lane score and then go up. Have you ever thought about how difficult it is to score in the humble auxiliary positions? Now ADs in the diamond rank are all like brainless!" Xiaobai said more and more excited: "You even kidnapped my jungler!"

Your jungler?

Jian Rong raised her eyebrows, and the little compassion for Xiaobai in her heart disappeared: "I didn't kidnap. Why is it difficult to score points for assists? Isn't PUD's assist the king of his own single-rank?"

Xiaobai: "...you mean I'm not as good as him!"

Jian Rong withdrew her gaze, leaned against the chair, and said coldly: "I can't do anything if you understand this way."

The atmosphere in the training room was originally quite sad. The two of them said a few words, and Yuan Qian laughed out loud directly behind his back.

Pine threw her phone on the table and continued to practice replenishing troops expressionlessly.

Xiaobai was so angry that he cried. In fact, he was not so sentimental. Today, an old fan of Kan sent him a lot of photos of him and Kan in a private message. If you see too much, you will inevitably feel emotional.

He turned on LOL and was about to give him some points to vent his mood.

"What level are you now?" Jian Rong asked.

Xiaobai: "Diamond Four."

"What else can you do besides lying down?"

“???”

Xiaobai: "Why are you still attacking in a series of ways-"

"Add this number." Jian Rong repeated: "I just said, 'What else can I do besides lying down'."

"..." Xiaobai was stunned and it took him a long time to react: "You want to take me to score?"

Jian Rong asked: "Can you get there?"

Xiaobai quickly added the person: "Take you, come in quickly... Why do you have so many small squads? Why don't you just use large squads to hit me? Aren't you crawling in the crawl too?"

Jian Rong chose a good location: "I'll ask me to leave the room again."

Xiaobai started the game quickly.

Hospital.

Lu Baiyuan sat on the bench, moving his wrists while playing with his mobile phone with his other hand.

"I told you not to read Weibo, it's awful..." Brother Ding glanced at his expression and paused: "Why are you laughing at?"

Lu Baiyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the various messages he received on Weibo and said, "No."

Brother Ding was about to say something, but soon another call came in.

He answered it and hung up after answering it, and said in a scattered manner: "This is the twelfth call I received today. Really, I am scared when I hear the concern of my colleagues. It's okay to ask me what I'm thinking, but I'll try to find out about our mid-lane in a different way."

As a wealthy club, TTC's every move is under the attention of e-sports fans. It can usually be on the hot search for any game, let alone the big thing like changing the mid laner.

Lu Baiyuan didn't raise his head and asked indifferently: "I will announce it early, no one will ask."

"It's not so fast, the contract has not been signed yet." Ding Ge paused and confessed: "We originally wanted to try him again for a while. Soft's advantages are obvious and disadvantages are also obvious. His personal strength is very strong. I think it's above Kong Kong, but after playing these two training games, have you seen him take the initiative to cooperate with whom?"

Lu Baiyuan asked, "Then why did it be settled?"

Brother Ding cleared his throat: "One is that there is no time, so we have to start familiarizing him with your rhythm as soon as possible. Second,... his 18th birthday is actually only two or three months left."

Lu Baiyuan raised his eyebrows.

Brother Ding said: "I am afraid that he will make money by live streaming, so he will pat his butt and leave again."

Lu Baiyuan smiled.

The possibility is not without it.

The phone suddenly vibrated, and Lu Baiyuan lowered his head and clicked.

【PUD, XIU: Brother, are you free?】

XIU is the jungler of the PUD team and is an old player of the same period as Lu Baiyuan. The two met before they started playing professionally.

As the two major teams in LPL today, the relationship between TTC and PUD is not bad, and they nodded and greeted each other when they meet in the background.

But that's all. After all, there are too many things that the two teams have to compete for, including champions, endorsements, sponsors... Even fans are fighting hard in major software every day.

In the last S10 finals, the director gave the TTC players a long shot, and was scolded by PUD.

Therefore, among the active members of PUD, only XIU can be regarded as Lu Baiyuan's friend.

【R:?】

【PUD,XIU: Two squads?】

【R: Not available now.】

【PUD,XIU:OK】

【PUD, XIU: By the way, have you not started looking for a new mid laner yet? The spring season will begin soon.】

【R: You are also using a cliché?】

【PUD, XIU: Hahaha, I'm really curious】

【R: Found】

【PUD, XIU: Who? Give me some tips, I promise not to tell it out.】

【R: It's useless to guarantee it. Brother Ding is by my side.】

The other end was knocked and beaten for a long time, but in the end he refused to compromise.

【PUD,XIU: Then give me a little tip, I guess it slowly, this is OK.】

Prompt?

Lu Baiyuan lowered his eyes and thought for a while.

【R: Very well-behaved child.】

【PUD,XIU: I understand! It must be the little yellow-haired man in the European competition area!】

【PUD, XIU: Or the little guy in the Korean competition area?】

【PUD,XIU: I remember that you young trainees are very well-behaved? You shouldn’t use local materials…]

His cell phone was buzzing, and Brother Ding frowned when he heard it: "What's the movement?"

"No." Lu Baiyuan turned off his phone and said concisely: "Play with a guessing puzzle."

After the examination, Brother Ding asked anxiously: "How is the doctor? Is there any improvement?"

The doctor watched the movie and refused to comment: "I haven't trained much recently?"

Lu Baiyuan said lightly, "I can't play anymore."

Brother Ding was embarrassed to say that they had just finished a training match at noon and asked: "Can he continue to train in this state?"

"It's OK, but you still have to pay attention to rest. You can't practice for more than ten hours like before. It's too exaggerated. It's too much to cut halves, and don't mention heavy objects." The doctor said: "Also, come for regular reviews, it's best to come once a month."

Brother Ding immediately set the follow-up visit time for next month.

On the way back to the base, Brother Ding was mumbling again. He was not a long-winded person, but when he thought of Lu Baiyuan's wrist, he couldn't help but nag.

Lu Baiyuan felt drowsy when he heard this, so he simply leaned on the mat of the car to sleep.

"I will make a new training plan for you when I go back. If the duration is reduced, we will try to reduce it..." Brother Ding glanced at the roadside and said casually: "There is a milk tea shop here. I'll park and buy some to coax them. Don't you say that you're in a good mood after drinking this thing."

After parking the car, Ding Ge said, "I'll ask them what they drink, do you drink?"

"No...wait," Lu Baiyuan lifted up his eyelids and took out his cell phone from his pocket: "I'll ask."

Brother Ding was stunned for a moment: "Okay."

Jian Rong's avatar is the photo of him stroking a wild cat he posted on Weibo before.

Lu Baiyuan took a quick photo of the milk tea shop and sent it to him.

【R:What to drink?】

This is their first chat with friends.

After two minutes, no reply was received, Lu Baiyuan was about to make a voice call.

【Fuck: I was playing the ranking just now, I'll ask immediately】

【Fuck: Xiaobai wants full sugar milk tea, Pine and Brother Qian want green tea.】

【R: What does Jian Rong want.】

【Fuck:…】

【Fuck: Orange Juice, Thank you】

The car drove back to the base and parked the car. Lu Baiyuan just picked up two drinks and was stopped by Brother Ding.

"Don't mention heavy objects," said Brother Ding: "Let me do it!"

Lu Baiyuan laughed: "Not...you should restrain yourself. Don't create such a situation at the base, they will think my hand is broken."

"It's almost done, your hands trembled last time and I felt nervous when I looked at it."

The two walked towards the training room, and Brother Ding thought of something halfway through the way: "By the way, do you think Soft is a bit introverted? I think he seems to be quite different from the live broadcast, and he doesn't like to talk much. Will he be dissatisfied in the future..."

——"Who gave you the courage to play top Lan Ruiwen?"

Familiar voice, cold tone.

Xiaobai said: "...I played very in detail, mainly because this jungler targeted me!"

Jian Rong: "Yes, the details are so detailed that even Ruiwen can't hit a combo. You can play a broken sword into a dagger."

"Your small entrant has a high hidden score. The opposite side is a professional top laner, so it's normal for me to beat it!" Xiaobai argued: "And I'm growing up, I want to play Raven for a long time."

"Don't think about anything or not, first ask yourself if you are worthy." The subtitles of Raven being killed popped up on the screen, Jian Rong moaned her teeth: "After this game, go back and play with your Alice, otherwise get out of the car."

"I know, I know." After a afternoon of winning, Xiaobai felt comfortable: "I will be able to double-rank with P Bao if I win two more games... Alas?"

Xiaobai realized something: "...You don't need to queue up with me with a large size. Could it be that you are afraid that you will be able to queue up with my brother in the future?"

Lu Baiyuan's number has just reached the Diamond 4th stage to advance to the competition. Due to the ranking restrictions, he can only double-rank with the Diamond 2 player at the highest.

If Jian Rong reaches the level of Zhiyi, he will no longer be able to double-row with Lu Baiyuan.

After being implicated, Jian Rong silently killed someone without saying anything.

"...tsk." Xiaobai shook his head sincerely and exclaimed: "Details, you are the master of details. When will your book "Fan's Self-cultivation" be released? I, Mr. Bai, support one hundred copies immediately."

Jian Rong: "Can you play games quietly-"

A glass of orange juice was placed on Jianrong's hand.

Jian Rong's words stopped.

Lu Baiyuan just came back, and she was filled with the smell of winter, which was a bit like the smell he had smelled before.

Jian Rong beat Xiaobai ten times in her heart before saying, "Thank you, how much is it? I'll transfer your WeChat."
Chapter completed!