Jian Rong's head was numb, and she only knew to mechanically forbid heroes, choose heroes, and change runes.

Fortunately, this process is almost a muscle memory, otherwise he might have done god-level operations like Forbidden Levlan Natimo with clarity.

Lu Baiyuan was still chatting with the barrage in Jianrong's live broadcast room.

"Why don't you start broadcasting...it's trouble. And soft is on broadcasting, it's the same whether I broadcast or not."

【Yes, yes, you husband and husband are one!!!】

[What's going on? I'm a fan, and I think there's something wrong with it?]

[What's wrong with the little idiot? Only the hands are moving, and even the eyes are not turning... Frozen? The soul is out of body??]

【Silly, your face is so red】

【Secret love was discovered! Screaming! I am embarrassed for my son!!!】

[No, I want to watch you broadcast separately! Is the team manager asking you to bring popularity to soft? Old consumer team members?]

【When can I see the double row of road and Tangqin qaq】

"No one asked me, I'm looking for him to rank. Soft is very busy. It's difficult to find him to bring points... Tang Qin? I can't rank together. It's not that I dislike him, it's..." Lu Baiyuan selected the hero: "No need."

The roster with teammates is training together, the roster with other team players is testing their strength, and there is no need to be with the female host...

"Okay, this is the soft live room, I won't interact." Lu Baiyuan narrowed the live room and looked at the winning rate of the other three teammates. He didn't hit the car player, but the winning rate and usage rate were not low. He controlled the hero to go forward and said, "Follow me and go over and invade."

Jian Rong nodded and followed. After a while, she remembered sitting back to back with them. Lu Baiyuan couldn't see his nod: "...Here you come."

The barrage kept blushing, which made Jian Rong feel upset when she returned to the city and shut down the video while she said, "You are so annoying."

A twenty-three-minute game, Jian Rong drank a whole glass of cold water.

As soon as the game ended, the phone almost rang. Jian Rong looked down and then canceled the queue for the game.

Lu Baiyuan said: "What's wrong."

Jian Rong closed the live broadcast room Mai Cai, saying, "Brother Ding said you are tired, so let you rest for a while."

Since the news about Brother Ding has just come to now, Lu Baiyuan has no choice but to read it back.

Lu Baiyuan has always felt that "reducing training to avoid hand injuries" is a paradox.

As a professional player, his only goal is to win. If you want to win, you have to practice. The more you practice, the stronger you are. If you don’t train, you still want to get good grades, that’s simply a whim.

What's more, which of the older generation of professional players is not injured? Xiu and Daniu's injury level is not inferior to him. Has others rested? They still practice for more than ten hours a day?

Lu Baiyuan didn't think his hands were more valuable than anyone else. He would hurt after practicing for a long time, and he would get better after sleeping. He knew it in his heart and could tolerate it.

Lu Baiyuan said "Hmm": "Try two more."

Jian Rong didn't open.

Jian Rong's lol avatar is the most primitive group. The captain's cute expression on his face was a little surprised, a little unable to keep up with the times, and a little strange and cute.

Lu Baiyuan stared at the avatar for a few seconds and felt better again. He asked, "Do you listen to him or mine?"

"You." Jian Rong didn't think about it.

After a moment, thinking of Lu Boyuan's hand, he said again: "But I'm tired... I want to take a rest."

Lu Baiyuan laughed.

The talent who practices the most every day says he is tired after less than three hours on the plane...

"Caught you." Lu Baiyuan clicked the fork and exited the team room: "You fight."

Turning off the game, Lu Baiyuan took off his headphones and went out in his team uniform and coat.

"Stop watching people leave..."

Xiaobai's voice called Jian Rong back to his senses. He twisted his head and looked unhappy.

"I just miss you barrage." Xiaobai immediately withdrew his gaze.

Jian Rong didn't say anything, he cut back to the live broadcast room and emphasized: "I didn't blush, the base heating is a little hot when it's high - forget it if you don't believe it, dad, please believe it?"

Xiaobai beside him couldn't help but look down at his coat.

The temperature has remained at around 17 degrees these days. Has the heating at their base been turned off?

[Okay, stop talking, your sexual orientation is very obvious when you refuse Qiuqiu's WeChat request.]

Jian Rong: "I don't want to add strangers. It has nothing to do with my sexuality. Don't talk nonsense... Don't worry about my favorite men and women, and I don't like you."

[This is your attitude towards your father?]

【Ok, clear the limit for one day.】

【Know that you like road, stop emphasizing it.】

"It's off - I'm so guilty. The training race is about to start. I don't have time to broadcast, so I'm off."

After Jian Rong closed the live broadcast, Xiaobai asked: "...Don't we play the training match at six o'clock?"

Jian Rong said: "Yes."

Xiaobai: "It's only three:30 now."

Jian Rong turned to look at him: "So?"

Xiaobai really wants to say that your fierce expression is really like anger and angry, and he is afraid that he will be beaten. So he smiled: "So we can rank at the top of the middle and auxiliary players and build a bridge of friendship?"

"If you don't fight, you can go and pine to build a bridge." Jian Rong opened the training camp: "Today, practice replenishing troops."

A few days later, it was the day of the competition again.

Today, Lu Baiyuan resumed the starting lineup. He sat next to Brother Ding and was discussing with the other party for a while.

Perhaps it was the last incident that brought shadows to others. As soon as they arrived at the competition venue, Yuan Qian and Xiaobai slid on the window to see the situation of the back door.

Xiaobai said: "Report - There is a short, thin, cuckolded man standing sneakily at the front of the crowd!"

Brother Ding said: "That's the security guard, his clothes were blocked by the crowd."

Yuan Qian looked around: "That tall and strong person doesn't look like a good person."

Brother Ding helplessly: "That's a fan. Didn't you see him holding a pine support card?"

The car stopped steadily, Jian Rong got out of the car with her bag on her shoulders, and lowered her head to walk into the venue.

After taking a step, I felt that someone was standing by my side.

The racing side pulled the isolation belt for them this time, and the car parked next to the entrance, with the venue wall on the left and the fans on the right.

Lu Baiyuan lowered his head and walked beside him, separating him from the crowd speechlessly.

There were three games in today's game. The first game was easy to win, and Yuan Qian was targeted by brainlessly in the second game. The enemy's Nakano Suspension went to play mahjong every day. Xiaobai's soft support was not easy to roam and help, which led to a collapse in the road. Yuan Qian's meat tank was very fragile in the later stage, and he lost the game as soon as he opened the team. Unfortunately, he lost the game.

In the third game, Jian Rong made a move to LeFlan's blood c, and TTC once again won the regular season victory.

"Six consecutive victories!" Returning to the base, Ding Ge said with a smile: "Continue to keep up and strive for a complete victory to advance to the playoffs!"

"I didn't play the second game today, otherwise it would have ended long ago." Yuan Qian sighed: "My pot."

Lu Baiyuan sat on the sofa: "Don't be anxious, I'll share the blame if I lose in the future."

"Bao, babe, don't say such unlucky words." Brother Ding put the cut fruit on the table.

Just after dinner, Jian Rong lowered her head and browsed her Weibo on iPad. In the past two days, his Weibo and private messages were full. They were all weird Weibo posts, including pictures, texts, and even videos. The only thing that these things have in common is that they all contain him and Lu Baiyuan.

The top one is: [SB slag, can you be harmonious with me? [Animation]]

Jian Rong clicked on the animated picture casually.

A few seconds later, there was a landscape picture. Jian Rong frowned and waited for two seconds, and was completely patient. Just as she reached out to turn it off, she saw that the animation picture suddenly changed and turned into a painting.

Jian Rong looked closely and froze instantly.

Jian Rong, who hasn't seen a reed in 18 years, can tell at a glance that this is a yellow picture.

Judging from the id and hair color behind the team uniform, the protagonist is still him and Lu Baiyuan.

When Lu Baiyuan reached out, Jian Ronghuo subconsciously covered his iPad on himself as if he was caught in a reed.

Lu Baiyuan: “…”

Lu Baiyuan glanced at his iPad: "Do you eat strawberries?"

Jian Rong nodded stiffly.

Lu Baiyuan held the small green leaves on the top of the strawberry and raised them up.

Perhaps because he was scared by the exaggerated painting, Jian Rong's mind was blank for a few seconds.

So when he came to his senses, he had already come forward and bite the strawberry in Lu Baiyuan's hand. The people around him stopped talking and looked at them with strange eyes.

Lu Baiyuan also paused for a half second, his eyes moved slightly, and then said indifferently: "I finished eating."

Let me die.

When Jian Rong went up and finished eating the remaining half, she only had this thought in her mind.

"Where are you eating?" Ding Ge first retracted his gaze: "By the way, Jian Rong, the team has received an endorsement for you, which is the mechanical keyboard I told you before. I will send you the contract tonight. The terms and legal affairs have been checking for many days. Don't worry. Then you may have to take some advertisements and promotional photos in a while."
To be continued...