Chapter 99 Chapter 99 It was already ten o'clock when I got home...

It was already ten o'clock when I got home, but Ning Nanzhou, who was used to going to bed at four in the morning, was still full of energy when he got home.

He had not broadcast live these days because he was training new tactics. The first thing he did when he got home was to turn on the live broadcast.

He clicked on the ranking and leaned back on his chair: "Heizi, speak!"

The most interesting thing about winning a game is of course to see Heizi break through the defense, otherwise what's the point of walking at night in a gorgeous robe?

He hadn't broadcasted for a long time, and his popularity soared to five million when he suddenly started broadcasting.

[Wuwuwu, son, you finally showed up]

[If you don't broadcast again, I will call you dad]

[You played really well today! ]

[Old fans have face! ]

[Mid-lane Phoenix was stunned]

The live broadcast room was swallowed up by fans' screen swiping, but there were also discordant voices.

[He started to shout when he won, why didn't he dare to broadcast when he lost?]

[The anchor couldn't beat GXT because he didn't want to play?]

[Will he quit the Internet cafe directly after losing the next game?]

Ning Nanzhou didn't broadcast these days not because he didn't dare. If he hadn't had time to practice new tactics, he would have fought against Chi Yu one by one.

He raised his beautiful eyebrows, and with his slightly downcast eyes that showed disdain, he was bold and unbridled.

He pulled the earphone closer: "If your father doesn't call you son, he is not your father? If you think so, just say it when I call you son during the broadcast. Anyone with a brain can see how restrictive the version is. No brain can only bark like a dog."

Ning Nanzhou doesn't like socializing, but it doesn't mean he doesn't understand the ways of the world.

Changing positions sounds unexpected, but it requires Yu Jinan to sacrifice. If it wasn't for the last resort, Chi Yu wouldn't have proposed this tactic.

At this moment, he felt the responsibility on Chi Yu's shoulders. Advent is not a one-man game. Teammates have made sacrifices, and he must live up to this sacrifice.

At this time, the ranking began, and he chose the powerful hero witch in the middle lane.

"Dogs bark as much as you want, anyway, we will win, and if we don't win, you lick them."

He opened his mouth with dirty words. At this time, the door opened, and Chi Yu's calm voice came from behind.

"Who are you licking?"

[Hahahaha, the son was caught by the parents for saying dirty words]

[Son, why don't you say anything?]

[Say it's for Chi Shen to lick]

[Chi Shen won't bother with you]

[Stupid son! Ning

Nanzhou was speechless when he saw the barrage, you just haven’t read Chi Yu’s diary, it’s full of licking!

In fact, it's not that he can't accept it, but it's really too big. If he really licks it, it will hit the base of his throat, especially if the opponent can last longer -

he pretended not to hear the opponent's question, and was serious like a real technical anchor: "The hero Witch is a typical main Q hero. When we play this hero, we must click Q first, because the Witch is relatively fragile. Be careful to keep a distance when laning."

The opponent put the hot milk next to him and lowered his dark eyes: "Don't you want to listen to me so much?"

Ning Nanzhou saw the opponent's head lowered at the right time through the reflection of the screen. Even though he knew that the opponent was better at pretending than himself, he had to speak: "Lick lick lick!" "

Lick it for you!"

The next second he saw that the live broadcast room was banned for inappropriate remarks...

[Hahahahahahahahahaha, Yang Yancheng was not banned before]

[Because the anchor used to broadcast live alone, the reviewer knew that he was single, and now he really has the tools to commit crimes! ]

[Details of the tools]

[Big, long]

[As thick as a child's arm]

Ning Nanzhou was suddenly blocked and was puzzled: "I didn't do anything, did I?"

Chi Yu nodded lightly, and before he could scold the reviewer, he stroked his head: "You can do something now."

"I'm still in the ranking." Ning Nanzhou began to stall for time.

The next second he knew what it was like to have a husband who was good at playing games. The other party pressed him under the table and ranked for him.

He was pressed under the table and couldn't see Chi Yu's reaction, but could only feel the increasing force on his head. He almost choked and subconsciously hid behind him. The other party's hand stroked his chin.

"Ahem!"

His throat was full of fishy smell. He wanted to retreat but had nowhere to retreat. Tears almost came out of his eyes.

After he got up and saw the settlement page, he became even angrier. How could he get the god-level MVP like this!

Perhaps it was because his expression was too pitiful. Chi Yu held him on his lap and kissed him: "Aren't these points for you?"

Ning Nanzhou thought so at first glance. No matter how well Chi Yu played, it was for himself. When he was about to nod, he suddenly thought of a problem-

he could have scored points too!

His head, which was about to nod, stopped in mid-air. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at Chi Yu, as if asking the other party if his conscience hurt.

Chi Yu felt that he was not a bad person. At least other people's comments on him were mostly positive. But looking at the boy with red eyes due to anger, he couldn't help but poke the boy's face that was swollen because of anger.

The red eyes were immediately filled with disbelief, as if questioning, "Why are you poking me when I'm so angry?" He stared at the other person's eyes without blinking.

"Because my wife is so cute."

So the face that was slightly puffed up because of anger turned red suspiciously.

Correcting him seriously: "No."

Chi Yu laughed softly, and even his chest resonated. How could his wife be so cute.

Chi Yu rested his head on the chair: "Let's train separately at home in the future."

Ning Nanzhou immediately raised his ears, if there were feathers, they would definitely be fluttering: "Why?"

Chi Yu looked at him frankly: "Because I can't help but want to have sex with you."

Ning Nanzhou almost choked, how could he say dirty words so seriously!

It's more like releasing his nature than being forced to expose himself! He began to doubt whether the other party's exposure was really an accident. If the other party wanted to hide it, there would be no need to write it in such detail!

The day he saw the game position, he began to suspect that Snake was someone close to him. He had plenty of time to delete his diary, and if he was afraid that his behavior would be too obvious, he could just stop updating it.

In fact, he updated it steadily during the offseason, which made it seem like he couldn't suppress his nature and wanted to quit.

He looked at Chi Yu's cold and ascetic face, and suddenly understood what it meant to have a dirty heart when it comes to tactics.

In order to avoid being fucked and meowing, he still trained separately from the other party.

I don't know how long it took, the lights on his side were still on, and the lights on Chi Yu's side were also on.

The lights blended together, like a silent kiss.

-

In the morning, Ning Nanzhou yawned as he came to the training room and heard something boom.

Turning his head, he saw a mobile air conditioner in the corner of the training room. He almost thought he was still asleep: "Did Cheng Boling change his personality?"

"It's impossible for him to change his personality." Shi Huai said coldly, "I saw this mobile air conditioner on Douyin. It doesn't require drilling holes for installation, so I bought it. It's just a little loud. Can you guys stand it?"

Ning Nanzhou put on cat headphones: "I can't hear it at all."

"That's good." Shi Huai breathed a sigh of relief, "Shanghai has been getting hotter these days, and the effect of the fan is basically zero."

However, this mobile air conditioner was not saved. Cheng Boling dismantled it on the grounds of circuit safety hazards and only gave Shi Huai 10,000 yuan in compensation.

It was time to scold Cheng Boling again. Xiao Qiao pointed in the direction of Cheng Boling's office and scolded him.

"What's wrong with Cheng Boling? He thinks that not letting us use the air conditioner will affect our performance in the competition. Is a 30-year-old so naive?"

"Cheng Boling is just a bunch of second-generation rich people. He can only play games. If he really gets involved in the capital circle, he will be eaten up to the bone." Yu Jinan commented bluntly, and at the end he did not forget to complain about Cheng Boling's gaming skills. "

He has been playing games for three years and is still a silver. At least one of his brain and hands is not online."

Everyone criticized passionately, but Shi Huai, whose air conditioner was removed, did not say anything.

Xiao Qiao thought Shi Huai was afraid of Cheng Boling: "You don't have to be afraid of him. You only signed a one-year contract. He can't threaten you."

"That's not the case." Shi Huai posted the Douyin purchase page.

"I only spent 2,000 yuan."

The training room, which was full of passion just now, suddenly fell silent. Ning Nanzhou, who had been concentrating on training, raised his head and said, "I also want to buy an air conditioner. What should I do?"

The next day, five mobile air conditioners were added to the training room. Cheng Boling had no idea about money and thought that they were still thinking about the air conditioners. He waved his hand and compensated them with another 50,000 yuan.

On the third day, ten air conditioners...

On the fourth day, twenty air conditioners...

Even though Cheng Boling had no idea about money, he realized that something was wrong.

He was annoyed by such a trivial matter and was too lazy to target the FKW players. Even if they won Xuanji, could they really make it all the way to the world championship?

He directly asked his assistant to buy an air conditioner. In order to avoid the other party finding fault with the air conditioner for not cooling, he bought a new luxury version of the air conditioner.

Sitting in the comfortable air-conditioned room, eating the braised shrimps bought with Cheng Boling's money, Yu Jinan sighed: "It's easy to fleece the capitalists."

Chi Yu looked strange when he heard it, but didn't say anything.

Ning Nanzhou ate shrimps and thought about when to ask Cheng Boling to buy a refrigerator for frozen Coke.

"Who is playing today?" Shi Huai turned on the display in the middle of the room.

In the past, they watched the game on a giant LED display, but now there is only a small screen on the table.

"Group B finals." The taciturn Pei Ji put down his phone and spoke.

Pei Ji fits everyone's stereotype of AD, quiet and fierce, but Ning Nanzhou once caught a glimpse of this quiet AD secretly reading a novel about running with the ball.

It's unclear whether it's a BL novel or a romance novel.

"The Lions are playing against TN, right? We have to watch it." Xiao Qiao pulled the chair to the table.

The Lions haven't entered the world championship for five years. This golden age lion is aging. When Qin Yubai retires, he may have to bury his former glory completely.

Xiao Qiao didn't dare to bring up the topic of Qin Yubai's retirement because he knew this was also the last year as the captain.

Commentator Xi Yingzhuo's home team is the Lions. In this crucial game to advance to Group A, he did not hide his preference: "Maybe everyone will only remember the champion, but I remember that the Lions won China's second runner-up in S2. They lost in the S3 World Championship, but they did not give up and contributed a brilliant chapter of blood dripping and throat closing."

"I believe they will also rise up with the wind this year, and soar to the top of the ninety thousand miles."

Another commentator Song Jiayan is not optimistic about the Lions advancing to Group A. This year's playoffs can be called the dusk of the gods, and too many teams have crashed.

Compared to FKW fans, many of whom are fans of the championship, most of the Lions fans really love this team.

When the Lions were in the most difficult times, they would spontaneously buy small merchandise from the club. Before the league, the Lions were like meat floss cakes. Some people jokingly called the Lions a team supported by meat floss cakes.

Captain Qin Yubai made no secret of this and even gave fans meat floss cakes on their anniversary. Therefore, Qin Yubai was under more pressure than others. How to repay the fans' love? Should he

rely on the S8 slippery slide or the fact that he could not enter the world championship for five years?

Qin Yubai had a short haircut and his lips were pressed into a straight line during the game. He would only relax when he saw his fans.

"Xi Yingzhuo is really a Lions fan." Xiao Qiao ate shrimps. "When we beat the Lions in S8, his face was about to burst into tears. I thought something happened to his family."

"You only know now?" Ning Nanzhou knew better than Xiao Qiao that Xi Yingzhuo was a die-hard Lions fan. When other teams won the game, they would quote classics, but when FKW won, they would just say "they won".

While they were eating shrimps, the game started.

The Lions' biggest weakness is BP. Even though they spent a lot of money to bring in a coach from Taiwan, they are still half-baked in BP and often come up with incredible lineups.

The BP in the playoffs has improved a lot, and this time they put a lot of effort into BP, suppressing TN.

The Lions won the first game.

After the training match with the Lions, the relationship between the two teams has eased. Although it is not as close as a brotherly team, everyone was relieved to see the Lions win the game.

Only Ning Nanzhou heard a slight sigh from Chi Yu.

He realized that something was wrong. The Lions did not win a crushing victory even with a near-perfect BP. What about the next game?

Sure enough, TN adjusted its thinking in the next game, changing from restricting Qin Yubai to restricting AD Sheng Yang. The Lions' bottom lane was defeated, which directly led to the loss of the game.

Then came the third game.

At the beginning of the fourth game, Xi Yingzhuo forced a smile: "TN's bottom lane is very strong, but the middle lane is not so good. The Lions have a chance to tie the score to 2-2."

But TN's bottom lane suppression is too strong. AD is a monster when it develops. With the protection of hard support, if Qin Yubai is five years younger, he can turn the tide, but he fell under Hyperion's guns and cannons.

There is no fifth game...

The whole audience was dead silent. TN's AD stood up without caring. This newcomer used two victories against the giants to make everyone remember his ID, Yule.

Sheng Yang didn't have the courage to look at the audience and almost fled.

The fans who came from afar to watch the game must be very disappointed. He heard that Chi Shen was hit by a mineral water bottle after the game. At this moment, he hoped that he would be hit by a mineral water bottle too, so that he could alleviate the guilt in his heart .

But he was not hit by a mineral water bottle. When he passed by the fans, these fans who always supported them just said gently: "Come on."

He was completely broken because of this sentence, and his eyes turned red in the light.

If he performed better, they would not lose 3-1?

If he practiced a few more heroes, the BP limit would not be so great?

He was sorry for the fans, and even more sorry for the captain who was about to retire.

He looked at Qin Yubai with red eyes. Qin Yubai, who missed the world championship again, seemed to have aged a few years in an instant: "I'm sorry, Captain."

Everyone praised Qin Yubai for his seven years of determination to move towards the championship, but how many seven years are there in life?

Who doesn't want a championship?

Sheng Yang's guilt was so strong that it almost turned into a physical body, but Qin Yubai just said to him and all the fans behind him.

"Win the championship before retiring."

His tears fell to the ground with a click.

E-sports do not believe in tears, but all young people will grow up in tears.