Chapter 66.2
The E-Sports Circle’s Toxic Assembly Camp
At the same time, Bi Yaohua also entered the voice channel. He waited a long time and didnât see BKâs shooter. Therefore, he took the lead in opening the microphone. âEh? Why arenât you talking? We said that we would discuss harmoniously after the match. Hey hey, can you hear my voice?â
A long time passed before a weak voice was heard on the other side. âI can hearâ¦â
âAh, you can hear me. I thought something was wrong with my device.â Bi Yaohua put down his worries. He looked through the video of the game that was just recorded and sincerely asked, âThen where do you think we should start the discussion?â
There was the Trash Talk Kingâs reputation and BKâs shooter really didnât dare say anything. His attitude was much more docile than when he was in front of his new captain, Ku Tianlu. âYou⦠cough, you have the final say.â
Bi Yaohua fell into deep thought. âI mainly want to know what you want to discuss. However, it doesnât matter if you donât know. I still have lots of options. So letâs talk about that big move you unleashed on the soldiers at the 12th minute gank or talk about the time you confidently turned back as you crossed the tower and was killed by me? In fact, we are both professional players and have a good grasp of the details. I just think you need to work on your psychological quality. The line of soldiers was sent almost right to your face. If I didnât know better, I would think you were playing melee.â
BKâs shooter, ââ¦â
Bi Yaohua found that he wasnât rigorous enough and didnât forget to correct himself. âOh no, at least a melee has some skills. You were so scared that you were almost like a chuuni with broken hands.â
BKâs shooter, ââ¦â¦â
Although he had been ready for this when Ku Tianlu said to communicate, he didnât expect that the Trash Talk Kingâs friendly fire could be so terrible.
BKâs shooter inwardly thought, âWuu, Captain, is your side almost done? I want to go home!â
This side was bitter while the exchange between the remaining two positions was much more harmonious.
One of Gu Luoâs big problems was that he tended to be too aggressive in the game. Sometimes it was easy for him to treat the game as his personal stage and he frequently needed his teammates to help him out. He asked BKâs mid-lander for advice on this problem.
BKâs mid-laner envied a talented player like GU Luo and was happy to share his experience with team battles. After the talk, he couldnât control his curiosity and asked about the secret of the GH teamâs rapid progress. Gu Luo didnât hide it. He simply handed over the teamâs internal work and rest schedule.
BKâs mid-laner heard it and was silent for a moment. âYou deserve your progress!â
This type of inhuman training intensity⦠survival mattered! Goodbye!
As the support, Jian Ye had recently been working hard to improve his commanding ability and gained some initial success. It was rare to have such a good opportunity so he naturally asked the senior of the BK team for advice.
There were actually many people in the BK team who could serve as commander. In addition to the jungler Ku Tianlu who was occasionally responsible for driving the rhythm, the command usually fell on the senior support.
Previously, Ku Tianlu had specifically told the BK members to help the newcomers. At this time, he followed what happened in the training games and patiently helped Jian Ye analyze it from start to finish. It was clear how patient the support professional players were.
Jian Ye listened and noted it down. In the blink of an eye, there was a densely filled document.
Then he heard BKâs support suddenly lower his voice. âThis is the basic rhythm of the games today. Go back and take a look. By the way⦠I have a more personal question. I donât know if it is convenient to ask.â
âYou say it.â
The voice of BKâs support lowered even more and there was a mysterious air. âWhen playing this type of big-breasted healer, the visual feeling⦠is it cool?â
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Lin Yan stood behind them. He heard the positive exchange and felt very satisfied.
He would naturally conduct replays of all the training games but there were times when the opportunity to communicate with opponents was better. After all, in a game, the person who could intuitively feel the advantages and disadvantages was the person against you. Many of the details easily overlooked had long been seen by the opponents.
Such targeted discussions werenât only beneficial for GH. It also helped BK, who werenât in a good state due to their mid-season loss. At least for players like Lan Min, the guidance of Jing Yuanzhou was enough to give him a lot of insights he couldnât get in normal training.
Thinking of this, Lin Yan couldnât help glancing in Jing Yuanzhouâs direction. After Lan Min was abused by him, Lan Min officially changed his combat style. There was no denying that his style wasnât yet fully mature but his performance in the mid-season was very prominent. He and the other players of BK gradually formed a new system.
This system was completely different from Jing Yuanzhouâs and belonged only to Lan Min. It was precisely due to this that despite the cynicism about failing to make the semi-finals of the mid-season, many fans of BK still had expectations. They could see Lan Minâs rapid growth on the field.
The label of âTitansâ had formerly brought a heavy pressure on Lan Minâs body. Once he walked out of it, the teenager started glowing and heating up uncontrollably.
In todayâs training match, Lin Yan had already discovered it. While the other players of BK were depressed, Lan Minâs play had always been extremely tenacious. No matter how much he was suppressed by Jing Yuanzhou, he always actively sought opportunities. This alone was sufficient evidence that this young player had toughness and strength despite his developed tear glands.
In the future, he would grow into an opponent worthy of the attention of all professional teams.
Lin Yan thought this way and was about to write in his notebook when he heard a voice enter his ears. âYour masterâs wife? Yes, he is here.â
The pen paused and he immediately looked over. The others were wearing soundproof headphones and couldnât hear Jing Yuanzhouâs words. However, Lin Yan was standing behind and could hear them clearly.
Jing Yuanzhou seemed to feel the gaze on his back and looked back. Judging from the expression on his face, he didnât care that he was caught talking about others. Instead, there was a faint smile on his face as he beckoned nonchalantly to Lin Yan.
Lin Yan raised an eyebrow slightly. He didnât want to come over but it was such a mysterious act that he couldnât help walking over.
Jing Yuanzhou silently mouthed, âGet closer.â
Lin Yan took another step forward with increased doubts. Before he could react, Jing Yuanzhou reached out a hand without warning. It touched the back of his neck and brought him closer. The arm suddenly pulled him closer and he lightly hit his wide chest. The manâs sudden close breath made it inevitable for his heart to thump for a moment. Then the hair that brushed against his cheeks instantly aroused a fire.
Lin Yan instinctively wanted to retreat but Jing Yuanzhou had already pulled one side of the soundproof headphones and placed it by his right ear. The sound entered his ear through this short distance.
Lan Min obviously didnât know that he had been sold by his master like this and was still considering his words. âI didnât know it before but now Iâve found that Masterâs wife⦠I mean, Coach Lin is really good. Thanks to his last guidance, I feel that my thinking has become completely smooth. I really want to find a chance to thank him. However, every time, I become so angry that I forget about itâ¦â
The young manâs voice was low and he seemed to think that such words were a bit sentimental. He was embarrassed after speaking and was silent for a moment before continuing, âWould it be weird to come over just to say thank you? Master, can you find time to convey it for me?â
Lin Yan clearly heard the whole thing and was taken aback. He looked sideways right into those smiling eyes. Jing Yuanzhou pulled the microphone to his mouth with a slight laugh in his tone. âThere is no need for me to convey it. My wife has already received your gratitude.â
Lan Min obviously didnât understand. âHuh?â
Lin Yan glared angrily after hearing Jing Yuanzhou say âmy wifeâ so smoothly. He slowly moved closer, brought the microphone in Jing Yuanzhouâs hand to his lips and said, âIf you really want to thank me, the base is almost running out of coffee beans. Pick a few flavors that your Master likes and send then to the base.â
Such a move was so natural that it was only after he finished speaking that Lin Yan found the distance between the two of them was too close. At first glance, it looked like they were close together. He just had to breathe lightly and it would rub against Jing Yuanzhouâs face.
The moment he finished speaking, the eyes of the two people met. Without warning, different thoughts seemed to flash in the eyes of both sides and the suddenly messy heartbeats could clearly be felt through the thin clothes.
Lin Yan felt like his heart was going to pop out of his chest. He didnât clearly hear Lan Minâs reply. He instinctively got up and as a result, he pulled on the cable of the mouseâ¦
BKâs base.
Lan Min was completely petrified when he heard Lin Yanâs voice. Then he grabbed his messy hair. He controlled his desire to dig a hole to hide in and responded, ââ¦O-Okay.â
He seldom said such words of thanks and even felt numb himself. He thought that this man would make fun of him when he heard the loud sound of an object falling through the headphones. Immediately afterward, it was silent. Jing Yuanzhouâs voice was completely cut off due to this sudden change.
Lan Min couldnât help freezing for a moment. â?â
Wasnât it just a promise to buy coffee beans? So excited? He sat motionless at the computer table, gently scratching the side of his face. Finally, he silently made a decision in his heart. If that person really liked it that much then⦠well, buy more.
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