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Chapter 1117 Effort: I just think they are noisy
"Wow! I won! Lin Chengxi~~~ Thank you for your mercy!"

Enjing's voice is very sweet. It is estimated that even if she cuts her long hair short and dyes it white, it will be difficult for her to regain Riwenjing's dominance.

"Where is it! Miss Enjing is too powerful, I am willing to bow down."

Lin Xiaocheng, the God of War in Longkeng, would never admit that he fell under Fourth Master Xian's coquettish offensive. Zhiyan couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard this.

Seeing that the two were still chatting, Zhiyan hurriedly drove Enjing away, and sat in front of the computer by herself to play with Lin Cheng in the matching mode.

The two walked off the road together, and Lin Cheng called Zhiyan to help.

Zhiyan's game level is very average, and the female gun she controls is not at all like her instant sniper on the little prince. In addition, the high-ping warrior Lin Cheng chose Parker, an assistant who needs to be operated, and the cooperation between the two is a little bit meaningless.

With 150 Ping, Lin Cheng always wanted to go up and play. Driven by his strength, the two of them were dead in the bottom lane in the early stage. However, bad news spread frequently for his teammates. It seemed that everyone came to practice heroes.

Once the 15 minutes are up, Ji-yeon initiates a capitulation.

"Hurry up and order! Our assistant is too good."

Lin Cheng: "..."

You and I want to go together, but I think your problem is bigger.

"Okay! You go to rest, it's already late in South Korea, isn't it?"

"I'm not sleepy yet, let's..."

"Ah! Zhiyan! Hurry up and get ready for bed."

"Let me play for a while longer! Ernie~~~"

"Hurry up! If you don't come, you are going to sleep on the floor."

Even though the night owl Pu Zhiyan was still very energetic, she couldn't stand the threats from her sisters, so she reluctantly said goodbye to Lin Cheng.

Finally no longer tormented by the high delay, Lin Cheng immediately opened a European server to find his hand.

In this round, Lin Cheng made up his position as a support, and he didn't intend to ask his teammates for a position. Lin Cheng always played whatever position he was in.

He is partnered with RNG player Corner.

The two cooperated well in the bottom lane. As soon as they came up to grab the second, they successfully killed the opponent's duo.

Lin Cheng and Gala interacted with each other with crazy expressions.

But their IDs were too eye-catching, and the opposing jungler and mid laner began to frequently take care of the bottom lane.

His own teammates almost never came, and the opponent's jungler came to the mid laner, and even the top laner also TP'd over. Lin Cheng finally experienced the feeling of the opponent's bottom lane in the game.

The result of this is that the two of them are dead in the bottom lane.

And even if the opponent grabs wildly, their teammates in the upper half are still at a disadvantage.

When 15 minutes came, the teammates chose to surrender.

Gala sent a message: ganjindianleba (click now)

This sentence is a bit familiar.

It seems that Zhiyan also said just now, but Gala didn't add another game after Gala'our support is too good'.

Lin Cheng began to reflect.

Is there such a possibility.

In the last game, it wasn't just Zhiyan who had a problem, he also had a little problem playing support?

Of course, in fact, this game has little to do with Lin Cheng. If his teammates don't help, anyone caught like this in the bottom lane will not be able to play the game.

The hand feeling didn't come back, and Lin Cheng felt a little depressed after a familiar game, just as Chi Shengxi announced in the team group that it was time for dinner.

He walked slowly to the training room, and saw a white cloth wrapped around Effort's forehead as soon as he entered the door.

At first glance, Lin Cheng thought it was gauze, but soon he found the words 'Must Victory' written on the white cloth with a black watercolor pen.

The little assistant looked melancholy, and the rest of the teammates watched the fun with a smile on their faces.

Chi Shengxi was still holding the camera and slapped the little assistant, "Anyway, you lost the chess game with Wang Hao, so look at it a bit more, and be more resolute in your expression!"

Looking at this posture, Lin Cheng knew that the little assistant was probably tricked.

So, he deliberately said in a strange way: "Hey! Are you COS Amumu? But the bandages seem to be missing a bit, right? Isn't it too perfunctory to just wrap your forehead? At least you should wrap it around your body."

Little Peanut: "Xiang Hao is wearing a bowl roll to cheer for our finals ahead of time, so stop being cynical."

The protagonists of Japanese anime like to wrap a white cloth around their foreheads to cheer themselves up when they are doing big things, but Lin Cheng doesn't know what this group of Korean nerds are doing.

"You nerds don't watch Japanese anime less. Don't you know that other people wear white cloths when they go to funerals? How unlucky."

teammate:"······"

If you can't speak, you can shut up!
Effort looked at Chi Shengxi a little aggrieved, "Can you stop posting the photos on SNS? Brother Wang Hao only said that he would support everyone like this when he lost, but he didn't say that he would post them online."

"Oh! It's okay! Xianghao's appearance is very handsome."

While Chi Shengxi was perfunctory, he moved the camera to find the angle.

"It's really handsome! But what do I think is missing?"

Lin Cheng grabbed the watercolor brush next to him and moved towards it, making a gesture to paint on Effort's face.

The little assistant naturally didn't want Lin Cheng to paint on his face, but it was a pity that Lin Cheng was too pretentious, so he put his arms around the little brother and forcibly drew a square mustache under his nose.

The image of a prince like a prince was born.

Effort's head is a bit big, coupled with this sloppy painting style is really very comic.

"Look! Is Xiang Hao handsome?"

After Lin Cheng showed his work, everyone burst into laughter, and Mr. Dai, who was drinking water, almost choked.

Lin Cheng also laughed heartlessly.

It was Chi Shengxi who took care of the little assistant's emotions, and glared at everyone with a sullen face: "Stop laughing! Anyone who laughs again will not be allowed to eat dinner."

Everyone hurriedly suppressed their insolent laughter.

"What's so funny? Is it funny?"

Chi Shengxi almost roared out through gritted teeth.

Because she wants to laugh too.

That's when the coach walked in.

When Kang Dongxun entered the door and took a glance, he knew that everyone was bullying the younger brother again, so he also joked.

"Yo! Xianghao, did you get shot in the head? Or were you attacked by fans because you gave too much in the game?"

However, after getting closer to see Effort's appearance clearly, Mr. Kang Dongxun was stunned for a moment. He leaned up and took a closer look at the beard on Effort's face. After a delay of two or three seconds, he burst into laughter.

"Is there no one you care about in this world anymore? The shape is quite unique!"

Now everyone couldn't hold back any longer, and they all laughed wantonly.

Only two of them didn't laugh.

The little assistant looked melancholy.

Chi Shengxi comforted: "It's okay! Xianghao is actually very handsome like this."

Effort turned to Chi Shengxi: "Then can you not post the photos online?"

Originally, Chi Shengxi was holding back very hard, but when he saw his funny mustache up close, Chi Shengxi finally couldn't help it.

"Pfft~~~"

She turned her head away and laughed.

Effort glanced at the laughing crowd with dead fish eyes.

The joys and sorrows of people are not connected.

He just thought they were noisy.

(End of this chapter)