Glory

Fifteen minutes of intermission.

The atmosphere of the 3U lounge is much heavier than FTW.

It was them who had just won, and it was them who won a city, but 3U was so serious that it seemed to have lost the game.

The 3U coach looked particularly solemn: "I don't recommend using Storm Rogue."

Ah can't sleep.

Cong Yidao: "FTW will not be taken lightly in the decisive game. It is not easy if we want to win."

Coach: "This is just a small game of the regular season. Losing a point has little effect on our overall performance, and it is within control."

3U’s Manager Zhou also said: “The new lineup is our killer, and it’s too early to come out.”

The coach nodded: "Next, we have to face TPT. Fu Li, as you all know, let him see the thief of Sleep, he will definitely come up with a solution, and then we will have a hard time."

In this regular season division, FTW and RR are in Group A, and 3U and TPT are in Group B.

The different group is a single cycle, but the group has a double cycle. Compared with FTW, 3U is more TPT this time.

Because the teams in the same group are competing for the first place.

In order to get out of the regular season, 3U prepared a lot this time.

New lineups, new systems, and new styles of play have been thoroughly studied and analyzed.

A sleep's talent is the mad thief, which is almost the signature of 3U, but once a talent becomes a signature, it is easy to be targeted.

Give him a Ban bit, it's useless if you show up.

So they must develop new styles of play, and Storm Rogue is one of them.

This is a new system that they have worked hard for a long time, they have explored a variety of cooperation, anonymously and foreign competition regions tempered for a long time to polish a new lineup.

It will be taken out in the second week of the regular season. What will happen to them?

Even if you win FTW, but lose to TPT twice, you still get the first place in the group!

Manager Zhou and the coach’s concerns are not as reasonable, but...

Sleep: "Wind thief."

He seldom speaks, the unique cold metal voice especially catches his ears.

Manager Zhou twisted his eyebrows, a little impatient in his eyes.

Sleep: "Win."

Manager Zhou: "Will you lose without the Pirate? FTW is not even Close, you guys..."

When the coach interrupted the idiot in time, he asked, "What if you lose?"

He stared at Asleep.

Sleep: "..."

Cong Yi on the side said lazily: "If you lose, we will all listen to you. In this regular season, we will play whatever you want to play."

Coach: "Good."

Manager Zhou raised his eyebrows: "You..."

The coach looked at him and said: "The game is not over yet, the emotions of the players are more important than anything else."

He glanced at Manager Zhou, and Zhou Qing received a hint, and the boss in his heart was unhappy: No matter what, A Sleep is going to pick a son, 3U is going to have an accident.

For the remaining five minutes, the 3U lounge was quiet.

Sleeping closed her eyes and leaned in the gaming chair, Cong Yi drank lemonade slowly beside him.

Li Chun looked at this and that, and decided to shut up and be a quail.

The people present more or less knew the grievances between Ah Sui and Wei Xiao.

Li Chun and the others knew that A Sleep lost to Wei Xiao many times, so many that it made people numb.

Cong Yi knows the exact number-462.

The master has an unwritten rule. Each player can accompany him at most 500 rounds.

Over this number, let alone 200 yuan a round, he will not play even 20,000 yuan a round.

Ashe and the master totaled 500 solo rounds and lost 462 rounds. This ratio can shock people's jaws.

Asleep?

When he first entered the profession, he was the super dark horse of the league, how could it have something to do with the cuisine.

Is the master strong?

Really strong, a non-professional player with such a deep understanding of Solo, it is simply unimaginable.

This is not just talent, but hard work, love and amazing willpower.

After losing so many rounds, A Sleep's obsession with Wei Xiao cannot be expressed by a simple number.

The master once said that he would not play professionally.

I also said that I only practice 500 rounds.

At that time, Ah Sleep thought that she would never have a chance to defeat him again.

right now……

Quiet was born in FTW.

The master came to the professional arena and became his opponent.

He thought he could never win him again, he thought he would never have a chance again, he thought he would bear this regret forever.

——Wei Xiao stood opposite him.

How could A sleep miss the opportunity?

Every Solo, every game, he just wants to go all out!

Conquer Wei Xiao, Conquer Quiet, Conquer yourself!

Cong Yi knows the meaning of Wei Xiao to A Sleep better than anyone else.

It was Cong Yi who led Ah Sleep to the professional arena, but it was Wei Xiao that thoroughly aroused A Sleep's blood.

A sleep wants to win.

Cong Yi also wants to win!

The commentators were surprised to see the lineups of both sides.

"Tomson took the space-time knight, is FTW going to play double assist?"

"The time knight hasn't played for a long time, and there is not much to be able to use this on the road."

"FTW's dual auxiliary thief is very strong, will 3U Ban out the thief?"

"It's released! FTW snatched the thief!"

The bullet screen gave more information: "It's over, I want to cry."

"The old fan is already crying bitterly."

"Tangshen's space-time knight, ah, I Close the most solid backing!"

"Ask in a low voice, is Sister Chenlu alive..."

"Alive and alive, but Lulu is not here!"

"Back in time and space, Shadow Warriors."

"I will open the time to wait for your king to return."

"Right, right..."

Some newcomers don’t know why: "What is morning dew?"

"Who is Lulu?"

Then realized: "Lu, LU, Lu... Damn, you dare!"

"Is there such a lovely... nickname for the Great Demon King!"

"FTW's five-year iron fan said that the sixteen-year-old Lulu is invincible in an explosive spiral and ascended into the sky.

"……………………"

The new fan thought about it: "I'm sorry...I can't imagine it!"

When Wei Xiao took down the thief, the eyes of Lu Feng watching the live broadcast were full of smiles.

The little nurse didn't understand Chinese and couldn't understand what was flying in the bullet screen. She only asked curiously, "Is this Quiet's good hero?"

Lu Feng explained: "One of the great heroes."

The nurse didn't know anything about the game, but it didn't prevent her from watching the little handsome guy: "He's so amazing! Can your team win?"

Lu Feng: "..."

The little nurse realized that she had asked too much, and she apologized: "I don't understand well, please don't be offended."

Lu Feng stared at the screen: "It's okay."

The little nurse peeked at him, her heart pounding.

Sure enough, handsome guys do not distinguish races, regions, or national borders. Handsome is handsome. This aura makes people unable to move their legs.

But such a handsome man has his own heart.

Hey……

The little nurse is broken again.

Losing twice a day is not worth it.

Lu Feng looked at the screen, but his thoughts were not in the game between FTW and 3U.

He remembered what Wei Xiao had said when he was in the country.

"Do you know when I first saw you?"

When alone, Wei Xiao always clings to him, hooks his fingers, touches his arms, and can't help but kiss him.

Lu Feng held down his moving hand, absentmindedly: "Huh?"

Wei Xiao insisted on touching him randomly: "Guess."

Lu Feng: "Two years ago?"

They first met two years ago. FTW used 200W to repel other clubs and extended an olive branch to Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao left the youth training camp and went straight to FTW. At that time, he was only wearing a short black jacket and long legs wrapped in jeans. His nose was red from the cold, but his eyes were black and bright, and his voice was equally bright. : "Close, can I Solo with you."

Lu Feng was slightly stunned.

He stood on the steps and looked at the young man below. He was clearly looking down, but he seemed to see the rising sun, breaking through the fog of winter and calling the long-lost spring.

Wei Xiao: "To be precise, it's almost three years."

Lu Feng: "Where?"

Has he met Wei Xiao nearly three years ago?

Impossible, as long as he meets him, he cannot forget him.

Wei Xiao: "In the Internet cafe."

Lu Feng frowned: "I..."

Wei Xiao jumped out of his arms, ran to turn on the computer, and easily flipped to a video of the game.

Lu Feng understood it at a glance.

Wei Xiao pointed to the shadow thief bathing in the countercurrent time and space in the picture, and said: "I skipped class and ran to the Internet cafe. This is what I saw."

In this life, there are always one or two extremely fragile moments.

Helpless, confused, lonely and painful.

It seems to be separated by everyone, as if abandoned by the people around, as if there is only bitterness and misery left in the long and distant life.

however……

As long as a moment, a picture, or even a casual smile can become that dazzling light.

Hit in the darkness and light up the whole stage!

There is no doubt that in that spring, Wei Xiao was illuminated by a thief named Close.

In the desperate situation, he carried the expectations of his teammates, stood up in the reversal of time and space in death, and made a bloody way in the predicament of losing.

Perseverance, faith, firmness.

At that moment, it was endless power that rushed to Wei Xiao through the screen.

The power named Close!

Since Wei Xiao showed his heart, he has kept talking sweet words like money.

Lu Feng felt that he couldn't speak sweeter, he could always sweeten the next sentence to his heart——

"Captain, I met you earlier than you thought."

"Captain, I like you earlier than you think."

"Hi, I fell in love with you at first sight, even if you didn't know who I was at that time."

Lu Feng kissed him, fearing that if he continued speaking, he would turn reality into a dream.

Wei Tiantian went offline, and the small vinegar bag came again.

There weren’t so many barrage when watching videos before, but now they are all.

Especially "Morning Dew" "Lulu" "...time is only frozen for you"

A bunch of CP golden sentences swiped the screen, and Wei Xiao was sour: "The morning dew is so nice."

It sounds better than autistic, better than double wild, better than big and small devil.

Lu Feng: "..."

Wei Xiao was even more sour: "Lulu?"

Ahhhh, how can this be done!

Lu Feng clicked his eyebrows: "It's not big or small."

Wei Xiao propped up his arms to look at him: "Lulu!"

Lu Feng looked at him.

Wei Xiao leaned forward and bit his Adam's apple: "It's terrible!"

Lu Feng: "Yeah."

Wei Xiao looked up at him again: "Brother."

Lu Feng's heart beat.

"boyfriend."

"..."

"Old...well..."

Lu Feng blocked his lawless mouth.

The more intimate Wei Xiao is, the more energetic Wei Xiao pesters him again: "Why do you and others have such good CP names."

Morning Dew, Shuangfeng...Even braised vegetables are not even interesting.

Why is it so difficult for him, thinking of a CP name makes myself autistic.

Lu Feng: "Because we are not CP."

Wei Xiao was taken aback and looked at him with wide eyes.

Lu Feng kissed him lightly and whispered, "...It's a boyfriend."

Wei Xiao: "!!!"