The E-Sports Circle’s Toxic Assembly Camp

"I think the current e-sports players really need to fill the empty spiritual world. +++ The latest ranking of Tanmei novels: www.wuxiaspot.com" After such interruptions, Lin Yan, who has been ignoring the news, finally picked up his phone and flipped through it. , I just felt more enjoyable this time, "Didn’t ul and three both have a game today, they talked in the group all night, their coaches didn’t come to arrest people?"

"The main reason is that things like fake matches are too painful, plus there is no active coach in the group, so I just talked about it. And all bsp; "No coach in the group? Lin Yan raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Team Jing, what am I?" "

Jing Yuanzhou's heart jumped slightly when he was smiled, and his breathing became unnoticeably hot: "You are different."

Lin Yan was surprised: "What's the difference?"

Jing Yuanzhou picked up Lin Yan's fingertips and squeezed it gently: "You are a family member."

Lin Yan was stunned for a moment. After comprehending it, he tilted his head and looked at it loosely: "No, Jingshen, when we joined the group, we didn't seem to be sure about the (guan) relationship?"

"Well, I'm not sure about the (guanguan) type." Jing Yuanzhou lowered his head and smiled lightly, "but it doesn't affect my liking for you."

Lin Yan looked up at Jing Yuanzhou.

Such a look (color) is faint, with some vague exploration, or it seems to be a reminder that I suddenly realized something, and finally there is only a clear playfulness in the expression: "I don't know why, just that A few words, how do I feel that you have been planning for a long time?"

Jing Yuanzhou met this line of sight and frankly said: "There seems to be no problem with this understanding. You know, we old players have been in heart since playing e-sports for a long time, and we can’t help but realize what we want. I want to fight for something bad, but I can't change it for a while."

"It doesn't need to be changed." Lin Yan was very generous, and handed over all the information in his hand to Jing Yuanzhou, "directly (gan) coolie and apologize."

Jing Yuanzhou took it: "Okay, coach."

Lin Yan had been busy for most of the day. At this time, he could finally be idle for a while, lying on the sofa and began to scan the bottomless chat records in the group.

This group of professional players can be regarded as part of Jing Yuanzhou's life. He didn't have much feeling before. Today Lin Yan suddenly realized that he didn't know when he had quietly begun to integrate into this man's life.

Temporarily letting the head filled with data empty for a moment, he flipped through the chat records in twos and threes, thinking that Jing Yuanzhou said that there was no active team coach in the group, and couldn't help but click to open the member list and look at it casually.

As he swept down his gaze, his gaze suddenly paused slightly after seeing something.

Amidst the colorfulness, two familiar avatars suddenly crashed into the field of vision, a subtle harmony.

Jing Yuanzhou expertly sorted and archived the information. When he looked up, he just saw Lin Yan froze there: "What's the matter?"

Lin Yan looked up, as if he was hesitant to speak.

After all, I couldn't help but confirm my guess: "Do you think that our two heads are so emotional?"