The e-sports god takes it home

Chapter 941 Eastern Magic
Due to the preciousness of time, Blast skipped the necessary part of the opening ceremony, the firing of cannons and the singing of the national anthem. After a few lyrical sentences, he began to chatter daily: "Old rules, you should go to the toilet later. , It’s time to look for the feel, look for the feel, BO1 is only one round, there is no time for you to adjust the state, on stage, you must be the most coquettish kid in the audience, of course, don’t be nervous because there is no chance to do it again..."

When it comes to the game, Blast is even more talkative than He Xiaopang. Don't fight with the opponent if it's too big, and don't talk nonsense on the team channel to affect the image of the competition area. All possible incidents He told all the impossible things one by one, like a worried parent sending their children to the college entrance examination.

It wasn't until the number one talker, Wang Luyan, took the lead to respond, that Burst finally stopped his nagging, and waved his big hand to let them hit a few casually first, looking for the feel.

As soon as Lu Yan unlocked the screen lock, he saw that the lingering coquettish Freestyle had come again.

[Freestyle: You asked me how deeply I love you ~ How much I love you ~ You go and think about it ~ You go and have a look ~ The moon represents my heart ~]

Maybe it's troublesome, he doesn't even bother to translate, and after the daily "love poems" are finished, he doesn't forget to feel disgusted with him.

【Freestyle: I love you (ノ`)】

Lu Yan: "..." Damn gay.

He rubbed the center of his brows, glanced up at Worried Burst and He Xiaopang, and smiled half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Have you two brought the Ji Su Jiu Xin Pill?"

Explosion was a little confused by his question, "What are you doing? Do you want to take drugs before the game?"

"If you don't have any, hurry up and get ready." Lu Yan flexed his wrist, smiling like a beating, "I'm afraid I can't help soloing with RMB's real mid laner."

Bang Li, who had just told him not to fight, took a deep breath, "..." What should I do, I wanted to stab this unfilial son with a knife.

He Xiaopang casually squeezed a handful of melon seeds, leaned on the sofa and knocked them loudly. Hearing this, he spat out a mouthful of melon seeds, and said carelessly, "Don't you, Captain Lu, how bad would it be to fight in front of a national audience? You are shameless, we want more from Brother Bu."

"Yes, yes." Jiang Jiang also followed suit, "How much does fighting affect the future? Is there anything we can't talk about until he is off the field?"

Speaking of this, he rubbed his little hands excitedly, "Put a sack on it, run away after beating him, let him get beaten for nothing and still not be able to find out who did it, it's exciting to think about it!"

Lai Fu stroked his hair casually, and added: "Remember to find a blind spot for monitoring."

And the shameless Bu Yao was hooking a strand of her hair with her fingers, sitting on the sofa to see if it was greener than yesterday.

Cai Cai took advantage of their time to blind BB, quickly took out her mobile phone and sent Buyan a message.

[Cai Cai is not good at all: The captain said he was going to fight the opposing mid laner, so prepare the popcorn. 】

[Little Sun Buyan:? ? ?What do you want popcorn for? 】

Shouldn't it be stopped at this time?Do you get banned for fighting before the game?
Buyan silently worried about his idol's career.

[Cai Cai is not good at all: watching a movie. 】

Buyan: "..." Okay, looking at the calm appearance of the God of Cookery, it should be just a joke.

They were discussing the hundred ways to die in Freestyle, when there was a knock on the door of the lounge.

The blaster closest to the door opened the door in three or two steps, and saw Freestyle holding the door frame with both hands, poking his green head and asking, "Is God Lu there?"

The burst eyes were sore from his green hair, and he wanted to close the door in an instant and say that he was not there by the way.

He was afraid that Lu Yan would fight this green-haired monster right now.

Before the explosion closed the door, Lu Yan had already stood up from the sofa, straightened the creases on his clothes, and walked over slowly.

He propped up the door frame with one hand, his condescending look was particularly oppressive, and he said indifferently, "What are you doing?"

Freestyle's face was bloodied by his handsomeness, and his eyes changed into starry eyes in seconds. He unconsciously scratched the door frame with his fingers and said, "That...can you give me a hair?"

If he didn't know that this guy was interested in him, Lu Yan would have suspected that he was going to use his hair to tie the villain.

"Why should I give it to you?" The expression on Lu Yan's face was still not salty, and there was no trace of a smile in his shallow eyes. He asked calmly, "How do I know if you want to take my hair?" Go do it, do some oriental magic before the game?"

Freestyle was stunned by his brain hole, grabbed his green hair and said bitterly: "I even dare to dye your hair, can I harm you?"

"That's not necessarily true." Lu Yan casually leaned against the door, folded his arms around his chest and said, "Who said all oriental magic is harmful? What if you give me a love gu or something, what about my wife and children?" manage?"

Freestyle's shocked face: "You have a baby? When did it happen?"

Lu Yan's face was deep: "Maybe last night, maybe tomorrow..."

Freestyle: "..." It's the same as if you didn't say it.

He glanced curiously into the training room, and saw that Bu Yao had buried her entire face in the pillow, as if she would never face anyone again and simply smother her to death...

"Just say whether you will give it or not." Freestyle glanced in the direction of his own training room, and was a little anxious. He was afraid that Lemon would roll up his sleeves and grab him after a long time.

However, Lu Yan looked like he didn't want to get in, and insisted on seeing what kind of demon he wanted to be today, "Tell me why first."

"I saw an allusion on the way here." Freestyle knew that this matter was probably useless, so he broke the pot and said with a blushing face: "It is said that in ancient China, you would tie your hair together when you got married, which means that the knot and hair will always be of the same heart, white and white. If you don't leave, I just want to try!"

Sure enough, Lu Yan glanced at his green hair, clicked his face with disgust, and said, "No, get out."

Then he closed the door neatly.

Freestyle: "..." It seems that I have to find a way to make a love voodoo!
Lu Yan turned around and saw that Bu Yao's entire face was buried in the pillow, and the blush spread all the way from her cheeks to the back of her ears, obviously she heard his words.

Lu Yan sat down beside her, stretched out his hand and pinched her little red ears, and said with a smile, "Why is this, you want to suffocate my little baby?"

Because he stood at the door for a while, his fingertips were a little cold, and Bu Yao's ears twitched reflexively when he pinched it down, it was so cute that Lu Yan poked it twice more with his fingertips, and then Only then did he make a gesture to touch her belly.

Bu Yao dodged his hand sideways, raised her leg and gave him a kick, and the voice from the pillow was a bit muffled: "Get out."

"I don't!" Lu Yan stretched out his hand and stroked her dog's head twice, successfully brushing off a few dog hairs...ah no, a few hairs.

Then he reluctantly squeezed two of his own, and after playing with it for a while, he poked Bu Yao and said, "Get up, I'll show you something good."

(End of this chapter)