Facing the soul torture from his teammates, coach Mingkai in the live broadcast room twitched the corner of his mouth and silently replied with a series of ellipses.
In an apartment room in Bongcheon-dong, Gwanak-gu, Seoul, South Korea.
The room is like a study room, bright and simple. A row of bookshelves against the wall are covered with books. Opposite the bookshelf is a computer, with a figure sitting in front of the computer.
Lin Cheng twisted his neck and stretched, glanced at the series of ellipses on the screen, and muttered: "This blind monk looks like an actor in several operations. If you don't win, I will report you."
The blind guy who just became a friend sent another message: nishizhongguorenma?
Lin Cheng looked at it carefully and felt a little annoyed.
"Grandpa, can you add a space? It makes my eyes hurt."
He hates people who pronounce pinyin without spaces.
Generally speaking, if both Korean servers have Chinese patches, they can communicate in Chinese on the friend chat interface, but this can easily lead to their account being banned, and Lin Cheng himself has not patched the Chinese language.
"I'm Chinese, studying in Hangzhou... South Korea, recently... Seoul... it's a bit cold... I don't know... Oops~~~ What's this all about? The big guys in the live broadcast room help me put it together
one time."
The director of the live broadcast room was confused when he looked at the large string of letters. He tried to spell them out word by word for a while, but finally gave up.
“It’s important to pronounce Pinyin without using the space bar.”
"This is such a small-minded thing. She is deliberately saying a bunch of nonsense in revenge for Qi-chan."
"The top 100 Korean server kings are actually studying? This is unscientific."
"Still reading the Hammer Book, Qi Jiang asked him to come back and play professionally."
"Most of them spent money to go abroad to study at Pheasant University, and they play games all day long to get such high scores."
"I agree, watching him operate as a professional is definitely more promising than studying."
"Qi-chan, hurry up and take action. It's only EDG's two top laners who are looking terrible."
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Mingkai ignored the clamor of the barrage and silently sent a double queue invitation, but he had other considerations in mind.
Judging from the performance of Qinggang Shadow in the last game, this city is very good in both operation and consciousness. If there are no major problems with the hero pool and other aspects, it seems that the club can come out to explore his ideas?
Although I have reached the top 100 in the Korean server, there is a high probability that a club has already contacted me, but what if it slips through the net?
When Lin Cheng saw the double row invitation, he agreed without much thought.
Although the blind boy's operation just now was a bit sloppy, his awareness was really good, and he caught the opponent's jungler's movements several times.
For a top laner, the best partner is of course a reliable jungler.
Start the game...
Fifty minutes later, a figure holding a giant rune sword danced wildly at the entrance of the enemy's spring.
With Riven's three kills, the team destroyed the enemy, and the factory director officially announced the success of relegation with three consecutive victories.
"This relegation match is too easy. I thought I was going to be a diamond boy at the end of the day."
Looking at the master logo still shining on the screen, Ming Kai let out a breath.
I didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. It was obviously his live broadcast, but the guys in the live broadcast room kept asking him to cut the camera to the road.
In two games in a row, Cheng played Captain and Riven respectively and performed very well, helping the team win the game easily.
Especially Riwen, who was in the second position, was unable to stand under the opposite tower within ten minutes. In the end, she blocked the opponent at the entrance of the spring in a very cruel way, and the live broadcast room was filled with howls of ghosts and wolves.
"Damn it! This Riven is so cool, she completely kills the opponent like a pig."
"I thought it was a foregone conclusion that the factory director would be demoted, but I didn't expect that he would be brought back so easily."
"The diamond kid next door who couldn't fight him almost cried. I didn't expect Qi-chan to lie down so comfortably."
"A good beating is not as good as a good hug."
"This is outrageous in the Massacre Bureau. They are sent to the opposite side of the road like actors."
"I've watched several games of Korean server RANK recently and it's always like this. Either you collapse or I collapse. Are you infected by the shy man virus?"
"I want to see this person's performance in LPL next year, Qi-chan, it's up to you."
As a professional player, of course the factory manager can see things more clearly than the lively audience in the live broadcast room.
They only watched the thieves eat meat, but did not watch the thieves get beaten.
Even though players like Theshy often show off their skills, they actually get beaten up a lot.
Is it a joke that the record of zero, seventy, and eight draws in RANK is a joke?
Although Cheng's performance is outstanding, it is not certain whether he is suitable for playing professionally.
Still, it's worth at least getting in touch.
When the factory director once again sent the double row invitation, the other party chose to refuse and gave the reason: xiale, ming tian yao qu xue xiao (I'm off, I have to go to school tomorrow.)
Srevese:ni zai na suo xue xiao nian shu?
Cheng:shou er da xue
"University of Seoul?"
Mr. Mingkai, who had originally made up his mind to let people from the club get in touch, fell silent.
Is this different from the promised Pheasant University? Will people like this be willing to play professionally?
"It's over, it's over. Those who are studying at Seoul National University are still knitting for a living."
“Is this university awesome?”
“Although it is not as good as Tsinghua University and Peking University, it is also a well-known school in Asia.”
"I studied well and played the game well. I'm so sorry for knocking you."
“For international students, it’s easier to take the exam, just like Korean.”
"Maybe it's Seoul Vocational University? As a student, I want to save face. It's normal to omit these two words."
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On the other side, before Lin Cheng had time to turn off the game client, he heard the doorbell ringing outside.
With his bare feet on the wooden floor, Lin Cheng slowly walked to the living room and opened the door.
Outside is a girl who is shivering from the cold. She has her arms folded in front of her chest and covering her big collar. Her chin is tucked into the collar, revealing half of her face. Her facial features are delicate and delicate.
"Lin Cheng, come here for a late-night snack! It's almost freezing!"
Seeing Lin Cheng open the door, the girl spoke quickly in Chinese, then turned and ran quickly to the open door next door.
Seeing his neighbor's embarrassment, Lin Cheng happily complained, "Weak chicken."
After putting on his slippers and stepping out of the room, a biting chill hit his forehead from his exposed skin, and Lin Cheng couldn't help but shiver.
"Knock! Where does the wind come from in this corridor?"
After closing the door, he stepped into the next door and immediately felt a completely different warmth. Lin Cheng sniffed, kicked off his slippers at the entrance and stepped on the floor with his bare feet.
The girl who went to call Lin Cheng just now took off her coat and sat on the sofa, pointing to several large bags on the low table, "Sister Shuyan bought a lot of food today, and the two of us can't eat it. Lin
Cheng, you should eat more."
This is Xiao Tong, an international student also from China, but she is not in the same school as Lin Cheng. She is studying at Yonsei University.
Lin Cheng was not polite. He sat down on the floor next to the low table, opened the bag and looked at it, "Where is Sister Shuyan?"
"I'm changing clothes inside."
"Really? I'll go take a look."
Lin Cheng subconsciously stretched his neck and looked toward the bedroom.
"Hey! Can you be more serious?" Xiao Tong rolled her eyes at him.
Lin Cheng chuckled, took out a piece of soy pork knuckle and handed it out, "Would you like to eat it?"
