The blue sky above City T was clear and blue. The plane flew through thousands of miles of white clouds and landed with a bang.
A young man in his twenties walked out of the airport, dragging his suitcase and taking off his sunglasses with one hand, looking energetic.
He hailed a taxi and gave an address with a smile: "No. 70 North Peacock City."
After getting in the car, he leaned back comfortably, took out his cell phone and sent a message to his gay friends group.
[I'm going to report to the Champions Team. From today on, I'm a professional player for the Champions Team!]
The pinned WeChat group instantly became lively, and a group of people began to discuss it noisily.
【Dragon, you really jumped! 】
[You're almost half a month late, aren't you? Are you sure Team E still wants you?]
Is Paris really that fun? I want to go there next time.
Dragon smiled lazily, his fingers typing quickly.
[I asked my manager for leave, and the reason was legitimate.]
[Flight delay, allergy, hospitalization, do you think your manager would believe this excuse?]
"Anyway, he didn't disagree. I signed the contract and followed all the legal procedures. As long as there were no violations, they can't do anything to me."
[You are the one who is the coolest. 】
[Professional player, is this true? Your family is so rich, how could your parents bear to let you suffer that hardship?]
[I don't think you're just here for fun, Dragon?]
[It's funny. Our captain's family is rich too, but he still wins championships playing professionally. He has tons of girlfriend and wife fans.]
You sound like you've already won the championship, but being on a championship team isn't the same as winning the championship. :)
Dragon sneered: "Big Head, you're so jealous! You don't know how desperately Team E wanted a support after Star God retired. They even considered POP's Doctor, but unfortunately, Doctor declined. My presence here is what really helped Team E."
Having said that, Dragon no longer bothered to chat with this group of playboys. He felt that by stepping out of his comfort zone and pursuing his dreams with great difficulty, he was already a big step ahead of these childhood friends who were just living a life of idleness and waiting for death.
He raised his phone, took a selfie of himself with the front camera making a scissors hand gesture, then opened Weibo and posted a status.
I'm back, Eternal! @EternalTeam [Image]
At this time, Zhong Xiang was supervising the training of several cubs in the base.
Ever since they were granted a week's leave, it was as if some unforeseen switch had been flicked, and all sorts of troubles had come one after another, leaving them no time to even catch their breath. Team E hadn't had a proper training session in nearly two weeks.
Lao Wa was older and more self-disciplined, while A Lu and Panda were the typical lazy, thick-skinned types who would collapse if they were not whipped enough. Zhong Xiang knocked on each of their doors today and urged them down to train, supervising them the entire time and giving them detailed instructions.
"I think you guys are so idle that you've almost forgotten who you are." Zhong Xiang was pacing around the computer desk with a feather duster in his hand. "You don't want to play in the autumn season anymore, right? You want to go back to your hometown and farm, right?"
While Panda was going through the map, he twisted his neck and whispered, "Brother Zhong, where's the captain?"
"What's it got to do with you? What? Don't you think my scolding isn't enough?" Zhong Xiang angrily asked, "Do you need Silence to scold you too?"
"No, I'm just asking..."
"Don't ask, the only thing I need to know is to go train quickly!" Zhong Xiang said.
Panda shrank his neck and timidly began to choose his career. At this time, his cell phone rang, and he had to put down the feather duster and take out his cell phone to check.
E_Dragon mentioned you in a status.
Zhong Xiang was stunned for a moment, then slowly frowned.
Ever since that day when Dragon said that his flight was delayed and he missed the competition, which almost caused a live broadcast accident, he gave reasons such as "missed the flight back home due to a sudden severe allergy" and "had to be treated in Paris for laryngeal edema", and postponed the date of reporting to the team until now.
Later, the ringing of the bell became a little numb. He felt that he was very much like the people's teachers who taught nine-year compulsory education in China. Faced with naughty students who made up all kinds of excuses to shirk their learning tasks, even if you were so angry that you were about to have a cerebral hemorrhage, you could not drive them away, because there was a strong bond between you, the contract effect.
Zhong Xiang felt that no matter what, he couldn't get himself angry enough to get sick. Besides, there was still some time before the autumn competition, so he simply turned a blind eye and waited to see how long this old man could drag his feet.
Fortunately, Dragon still has a conscience and came back on his own after he had recovered.
He seemed to have a strong sense of belonging to the team and took the initiative to change his Weibo ID to a unified format. Zhong Xiang flipped through his Weibo content, which was all about the daily display of wealth of a rich young master, as well as scenery and selfies taken during travel. The young man was quite good-looking and had several thousand fans. Regarding the latest post, the comments were full of congratulations, and many female fans expressed surprise and envy. Dragon picked out a few replies, all of which contained thank yous and emojis.
There's nothing particularly out of the ordinary about it.
Zhong Xiang's expression eased a little, and he decided to wait for Dragon to come and teach the young man a lesson about the importance of team discipline.
Dragon landed around seven in the morning and arrived at Team E's base around nine. The aunt at the base opened the door for him. He came in and said with a bright smile, "Thank you, Auntie!"
The aunt was flattered and said, "You're welcome." Dragon took out a beautifully decorated box from his backpack and handed it to the aunt, saying, "This is the hand cream I bought in Paris. Auntie, give it to you. You must take good care of it after working so hard."
The aunt was so delighted that she helped him put his suitcase away while earnestly giving him directions: "Manager Zhong is upstairs watching them train."
Dragon smiled and quickly walked upstairs with his backpack on his back.
Zhong Xiang was reading with his head down. When he heard someone call out "Brother Zhong", he raised his head and saw a thin young man in fashionable clothes running towards him in two steps.
"Li Ze?" Zhong Xiang narrowed his eyes and called out Dragon's name.
Li Ze was stunned for a moment: "Here!" Then he couldn't help but turn his head and look to the side.
The Eternal team's logo is printed on the huge glass, and behind it is a spacious and clean training room with bright windows. Several computers are neatly arranged in a row, and the accompanying E team's special peripherals and gaming chairs all look very cool.
Two teenagers, one fat and one thin, and a man wearing glasses were sitting side by side in a gaming chair, wearing headsets on their ears. From time to time, they said a few words with their lips moving, and their expressions were serious. The glass had a very good sound insulation effect, and no sound from inside could be heard from the outside, but the picture was enough to make Li Ze feel a little excited.
"Is he training?" he whispered. "Where's Silence? Why don't I see any Silence?" He excitedly said to the bell, "I just want to shake Silence's hand. I want to know what it feels like to hold the hand of the sniper king." He didn't stop at all, and he asked in a rapid-fire manner, "Does he know I'm reporting to the base today? What are his requirements for supports? Does he prefer offensive, defensive, or dedicated players?"
"He likes punctual types." Zhong Xiang replied indifferently, glancing at Li Ze: "Are you here to chase stars or to play professionally?"
Li Ze paused, not angry, and said with a smile: "Yes, everyone. I dare say that everyone in Team E is like me. They admire Silence very much. That's the only way to be motivated to make progress."
Zhong Xiang's expression brightened slightly after hearing this. He turned around and said, "Come with me first to complete the reporting procedures."
"Okay." Li Ze said, "Hey, Brother Zhong, I'm really embarrassed. I was on my graduation trip in Paris before, and that night I ran into a few players from Yves Saint Laurent. I heard they were going to play against our team, so out of curiosity I had a couple of drinks with them. I was trying to spy on their tactics, but I didn't succeed and ended up getting drunk. Haha, I feel embarrassed just thinking about it..." As he said that, he opened his backpack and took out a small square brown box. He gently tapped the lid and said, "Brother Zhong, these are authentic Cuban cigars. I brought them back specially as a token of my appreciation."
Zhong Xiang was stunned: "What is this for? No, no, no, I don't smoke——"
"How can smoking a cigar be considered smoking? It's just for the taste!" Li Ze said, "If you don't smoke it, you can give it to someone else. It's a little gift from me. After all, I was delayed for so long outside for personal reasons, and it caused you a lot of trouble..."
Ah Lu had just finished a game. He looked up and glanced outside the training room, where he saw Li Ze and Zhong Xiang tugging and pulling each other.
"Hey." He nudged Lao Mai, who hadn't even started yet. "Is that the new support?"
"It seems so." Lao Mai took off his headset and looked around: "What are they doing?"
"Hey! You don't understand this." Panda stared at the display screen intently, and said while changing the magazine: "This is what they call not hitting a smiling person. First, build a good relationship with the manager. If there is any conflict with us in the future, the manager will be able to treat us fairly."
Ah Lu squinted his eyes and said, "Do you have eyes on your forehead? You know all this."
Panda scowled, "Well, of course I know that. I also know that his coming here means I can no longer be teammates with my little sister."
As soon as these words were spoken, A Lu and Lao Mai's expressions darkened.
Somehow, a depressed mood spread among the three of them.
"By the way, it seems the captain went to see Miss Lin Meng off today?" Lao Mai said, "I remember he went to Xingshen's old club, the Winter Team."
"Huh?" Ah Lu said in shock. "I think it's a shame that Lin Meng can't be a teammate, but sending him as an opponent is too scary!"
"..." The old man's mouth twitched: "Don't say that, Deer Cub. My back is starting to feel cold."
"The captain is so cruel." said A Lu.
"Oh, my little sister Lemon, from now on we can only see each other on the court. I hope she will remember our past friendship and be gentler." Panda sighed and buried his head in training.
After receiving the notice, Lin Meng prepared the copy of her ID card and other materials early, and rushed to the Winter team's base on time according to the transportation route sent by Xiao Xingheng.
At the gate of the Winter base's residential complex, she saw a familiar Porsche 911.
Afterwards, Lin Meng saw Yu Mo walking out of the message room, chatting and laughing with the security guard.
"You're finally here." Yu Mo said, "I've been waiting for almost half an hour."
Lin Meng raised her eyes and glared at him, a little doubting her life: "...Why are you here?" After a pause, she said warily: "You are not going to regret it, are you?"
"That's how I feel in your heart." Yu Mo was helpless and raised his hand to push her head from behind: "Even if it's a wedding, I still have to keep an eye on her."
Lin Meng: “…”
"Hey young man, there's a parking space available over there," the guard said. "Go grab it."
"Okay, thank you." Yu Mo waved to the guard and said to Lin Meng, "Wait a moment, I'll go with you."
The Winter Club's base looks a bit old. There are even two big stickers of young children on the gate, which fully illustrates what it means that "old-fashioned teams are not interested in having aesthetics that keep up with the times."
Yu Mo led Lin Meng through the door and sat down on the sofa in the hall. He filled a glass of water at the water dispenser and handed it to Lin Meng. The two waited silently for twenty minutes.
Lin Meng was impatient and couldn't help asking, "Captain, does their leader know we're coming today?"
"I know." Yu Mo calmly flipped through the magazine: "He did it on purpose. He'll probably leave us hanging until night."
"Why?" Lin Meng was shocked: "Do you have a grudge against each other?"
"Of course not," Yu Mo said, "I stole Crystal's love, no, I snatched her from her mouth." He leaned lazily against the sofa and said, "That sissy thought so much of the Star God back then. When I came to ask for her, he almost jumped at me with a gun."
Lin Meng stuck out her tongue.
Just as Yu Mo expected, a fashionable man in pencil pants and a plaid shirt came down from upstairs when night fell outside.
The man had medium-length hair tied into a bun with a small rubber band, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of shrewdness.
"Oh, sorry, something happened to hold me up." He said loudly, his narrow eyes wrinkling unkindly. "Silence, you won't be mad at me, will you?"
Yu Mo laughed meaningfully, "Of course not."
When Crystal officially sat down opposite her, Lin Meng finally felt a little uneasy, as if she was a cabbage placed in the vegetable market, waiting to be picked and sold at a price.
Fortunately, Yu Mo was sitting next to her, and she felt a little more at ease.
"She's quite the girl." Crystal raised her orchid finger and flipped through Lin Meng's resume: "I thought you and Star were joking with me!"
"What's wrong with the little girl? Are you still being sexist?" Yu Mo smiled lazily.
"That's not the case. For me, there's no gender for competitors, only sharpness. If you can win the competition, I want you even if you're from Thailand." Crystal put down her resume and saw Lin Meng roll her eyes upwards as usual. "Wow, that eye roll is quite clever."
Lin Meng disagreed: "My sniper skills are more sophisticated!"
Crystal turned around with interest: "Then why don't you Team E keep it for yourselves?"
"There's no point in keeping him in our team. Even if you're hoping for me to retire, you don't have to show it so obviously, right?" Yu Mo laughed.
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot, you two play the same position." Crystal said with a "tsk," "But I still think you, Silence, are as cunning as a fox and don't mean so well."
Yu Mo was helpless: "Just think of it as me wanting to repay you for what happened with the Star God. Don't think so badly of everyone, okay?"
"Repay my favor? Forget it." Crystal's expression suddenly turned cold. "Do you think she can replace Star?"
Yu Mo's expression changed slightly. Just as he was about to speak, Lin Meng opened his mouth.
"I never thought of replacing the Star God." She said calmly, "But, in the future, you will definitely tell others that no one can replace me."
With great force.
Crystal was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed.
"Interesting." He said, "Come, I'll take you to see the training ground."
At this time, the atmosphere in Winter's training room was very solemn.
Crystal recently issued a rule that at the end of each month, players must remain in the top 200 in the national rankings, and the result is directly linked to the prize money. This rule was issued without any warning, and it happened to be the end of the month, so the nerves of the Winter team were instantly tightened, and they began to work day and night to get points.
Among the top 200 players in the national server, there are dozens of people in the domestic first-line teams alone. When you line up and go around, you will only meet a few of them and fight until you are bloody.
Playing solo is not as advantageous as playing in a group, but playing in a group is also easy to encounter group opponents. Winter's vanguard called the support Heping and the sniper Danzong to play in a three-person team. Unfortunately, they encountered the three-person team of the Yogurt Team. The two sides had been deadlocked for an hour and the game turned into a bladder game, but the winner was still not determined.
Lin Meng walked outside the training room and looked inside through the glass.
"That's our Dan Zong." Crystal pointed to a slightly plump man inside and said, "Team Pillar."
Lin Meng tilted her head.
Mr. Dan's face didn't look very good. He changed his sitting position frequently with his brows furrowed.
Yi Gang said urgently, "Boss Dan, hold on a little longer. We can't lose this round. If we lose, I'll fall out of the top 200!"
Badan: "Can't you... start another game later?"
Yi Gang was sweating profusely. "I've been playing for almost ten hours today! I'm going to be banned if the anti-addiction system kicks in! Tomorrow is next month. Please, Brother Dan, just hold on a little longer."
Badan stopped talking and gritted his teeth to hold on.
Lin Meng frowned.
She took a quick step, walked in quickly, and stopped next to Mr. Dan.
"Go to the bathroom." She whispered.
Mr. Dan looked up in surprise.
"Hurry up and go." Lin Meng urged, "I'll play this round for you."
The guy standing by and watching Dan Zong was still, he shouted anxiously: "What the hell!" He turned around and saw Lin Meng, and said angrily: "Who the hell are you! Can't you see we are--"
"If he gets sick, you'll be responsible!" Lin Meng immediately yelled back, "Why are you yelling so loudly?"
One bar: "..."
Dan Zong hesitated for a moment: "...I can actually hold it in for a while longer, but if I lose this round——"
"Hurry up and leave!" Lin Meng pushed him away from the chair impatiently: "Don't worry, I'm here, you can't lose."
Dan Zong wanted to say something, but Crystal walked in at some point and patted him on the shoulder: "Hurry up and go to the bathroom. If you get cystitis, I won't keep the news from you."
Mr. Dan sighed, as if giving up, rubbed his wrist and went out.
Yi Gang's eyes widened, and he pointed at Lin Meng in shock and anger, saying, "She, she——"
"Stop pushing me, little one." Crystal folded her arms and chuckled, "You're going to die."
Yi Gang was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned to look at the display screen. His character had already lost half of his health while standing still. He quickly retreated, saying, "Xiao Pingping, heal me, heal me!"
A delicate and delicate boy sitting opposite him uttered a cry and said repeatedly, "Hey, hey, brother Gang!"
"Give me another damage-reducing shield!" Yi Gang gritted his teeth and said, "You can only rely on me in this round. Just protect me and don't worry about anyone else!"
Peace: "Ooooh!!"
He was about to put another shield on the pole when Lin Meng on the other side said coldly, "Leave the shield to me."
One bar: “?”
Peace:"???"
Lin Meng: "Ten seconds, I'll adjust the key position."
Yi Gang: "Are you here to make fun of me? Xiao Pingping, give me the shield!"
Lin Meng: "Do you still want to win?"
Yi Gang was suddenly speechless. He looked at Lin Meng with his eyes wide open as if he were a monster.
At this time, Lin Meng had already finished adjusting the key positions. As soon as the eight-fold scope was turned on, she whispered, "Just leave the shield for me. You can use the other skills as you like."
Yi Gang: "You're crazy! Pingping, ignore her! Protect me!"
Peace: "Oh good!"
Heping said yes, but his eyes quickly swept across Lin Meng's face, and the finger pressing on the "protective shield" skill did not move.
At this time, Lin Meng opened the eight-fold mirror.
"There are people in West 90." She said in a deep voice, "Two."
Yi Gang was very angry: "I believed your lies, Pingping, give me a shield! I'm going to attack! I'm going to attack the opposite nurse!" He rushed out in a hurry.
Halfway through, he was surrounded by bullets and artillery fire from the sky. Yi Gang was a little panicked and hid here and there. The quartermaster even ran down the hillside and disappeared.
"Fuck!" Yi Gang jumped up in anger: "You bastard!" His health was extremely dangerous. At this time, the two people at the 90th position in the west vaguely saw the hope of harvest, and began to emerge one after another.
"Pingping! Where's the shield?" Yigang shouted anxiously, "Give me the shield! I'm going to die!"
"Don't give it to me!" Lin Meng shouted, "You won't die!"
One bar: "You!"
Before he could finish his words, he heard a "bang".
Winter_Bdown successfully killed SN_wildwind.
The sound of the bar suddenly stopped.
At this time, the only remaining artillery on the opposite hillside turned its gun barrel towards Lin Meng.
"Run! They're going to find you!" Yi Gang said.
Lin Meng ignored her and said to Heping, "Give me a shield."
Peace: “Oh!”
He rubbed against Lin Meng and put on a shield. Just as he was about to lie down, Lin Meng said, "Go stay next to the vanguard!"
Peace:"?"
One bar: “???”
Somehow they both sensed a hint of disgust in it.
Heping wanted to speak, but he didn't dare to because of Lin Meng's cold expression, so he had to rub against Yigang in a wronged manner.
Yi Gang: "Don't come! The two of them are too obvious targets!"
Heping: "Brother Gang, you dislike me too!"
One bar: "..."
The two looked at each other in silence, almost in tears. At this time, SN's artillery fired wildly at Lin Meng's location. Lin Meng did not move and relied on his shield to withstand the damage. SN's artillery did not find anything unusual, so they turned their spearheads to Yigang and Heping who were huddled together waiting to die.
Yi Gang said in despair, "It's over, Pingping, I hate you."
Peace: "Woo woo..."
At this moment, Lin Meng said, "My sniper cooldown is ready."
Yi Bar: "So what?"
Lin Meng: "The game is over."
"Bang"
I heard that you don’t want to see them fall in love. Well, I have to open a new copy.
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