The E-Sports Circle’s Toxic Assembly Camp

The live broadcast that afternoon was extremely lively, and the main hero was Lin Yan, the "club management". +++All Tanmei Novels: www.sto123.cc

After successfully blasting the black fans in Bi Yaohua's live broadcast room, he seemed to fall in love with this feeling, and then went to the other players' live broadcast rooms to brush a bunch of deep-water torpedoes.

Finally, I did not forget to return to Jing Yuanzhou and strolled around in a high-profile manner.

[666666, the coach is here to send pocket money! 】

[Titans, come and see, this is what it feels like to be taken care of! 】

[Fuck, Coach Lin is so rich? 】

Just after Jing Yuanzhou came out of the rankings, he noticed the rich reminder banner, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

He doesn't usually have the habit of thanking and rewarding. This time he said out loud this time: "Thank you who is not the little princess's deep-water fish."

Such details make CP fans brush the barrage quickly.

At the same time, Jing Yuanzhou suddenly and skillfully added a house management authority to Lin Yan.

[Is there a sense of sight that welcomes my boyfriend to come to rounds at any time? 】

[Before, how do you know what I am thinking! 】

[Don’t say anything else, I feel that titans doesn’t have much passion after coach Lin left. 】

[Yes, it was 10-1-3 in the ordinary qualifying round. 】

[This is not a normal play. 】

[By the way, I want to give a small report. The coach is watching me and watching me. Just now, an anchor wanted to hook up titans. 】

[I would also like to help clarify, but then titans did not pass a friend application! 】

[Hahahaha do you know what the coach did just now, gh other players' live broadcast rooms are all exploded, okay! 】

【? ? ? Let me see it back? 】

[I have come back, titans really have a vision, and Coach Lin is afraid it is not a wolf! 】

Jing Yuanzhou noticed the content of the barrage, turned off the microphone and looked over at him: "Why did you just go?"

Lin Yan replied casually: "It's nothing, if you send out some pocket money, it should be comforted in advance."

Nearly five o'clock, the talents will be broadcast successively.

With the rise of the live broadcast industry, players in every club have signed a contract with the live broadcast platform, and each month has a live broadcast duration indicator for a certain time. This has also led to the fact that at the end of each month, some players who do not like live broadcasts will always swarm out to make up for the time.

Procrastination is something that even top players like Jing Yuanzhou cannot avoid.

Fortunately, the length of the contract that Lin Yan helped Jing Yuanzhou negotiated was not very demanding. It should be done quickly with a little extra shift in these two days.

In the afternoon, everyone was very happy, especially Lin Yan's assist. After the broadcast, he swept away the state of righteous indignation before, and felt very excited.

It's a pity that this happy mood belongs to others, and Luo Mo has nothing.

When he returned from the league headquarters, he put a stack of documents on the table, and his tone of voice was as business-minded as it was: "Regarding the club’s professional qualification certification, I have all registered here. Including several players in the team. The certificate registration is also here. Boss, please see if there are any other omissions. If there is no problem, I will take it back and archive it with other materials."

Lin Yan looked through ten lines at a glance: "Clean up the archive, there should be no problem."

Luo Mo nodded in response, and then paused strangely for a moment before handing the other thin envelope in his hand to Bi Yaohua: "bb, this one belongs to you."

Everyone officially completed the registration of professional players, feeling excited, they all looked back after hearing the words.

Bi Yaohua also reached out and took it with a puzzled look: "What is this? I remember my suspension is almost up. The league will never allow me to participate in the fall games, right?"

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding atmosphere instantly became tense.

"It has nothing to do with the autumn game." Luo Mo took a deep breath, controlled his emotions and continued to say without expression, "because we have completed the formal registration in the afternoon, in view of everyone's excellent performance during the live broadcast, especially for bb players For overly prominent words and deeds, the Union Notary Office decided to formally issue a fine notice. Originally, this notice should have been sent directly to the club base. Very, coincidentally, yes, they saw that I happened to be at the league headquarters in the afternoon, so they saved it. I will bring the postage directly."

Although Luo Mo spoke with an official attitude when speaking, from such an expressionless face, he still inevitably saw the meaning of lifelessness.

In the short term, Luo Mo really didn't want to appear at the Alliance Headquarters anymore.

From the time when he first entered the door, everyone didn't know the identity of his gh team manager, to the thorny sight around him when he finished the registration and went out. Really, the ghost knew what he had experienced!

After listening to these words, everyone was quiet for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

Bi Yaohua's expression was also a little subtle for a while.

Looking across the envelope in his hand, he cleared his throat lowly: "Do you know what this is in my hand?"

Gu Luo had given up controlling his expression, but he still held a show: "Know, it's the honorary proof of forcing you to fight against the sunspots!"

Jian Ye couldn't laugh at the side, and a bold laugh suddenly resounded across the roof.

"..." Bi Yaohua controlled the urge to rub Luo's head and coughed twice again in a concealed manner, "Gloy, you can see so thoroughly, brother, I am really very pleased."

This time, even Chen Yushen couldn't help it anymore, and he pulled the corner of his mouth, seldom laughing.

Bi Yaohua glanced at these gloating guys, but after all he gave up his intention of instilling team friendship values ​​into them.

Without saying anything, he directly opened the envelope.

After reading the fine content inside, the eyebrows were slightly twisted: "What happened to the alliance this time, did the Qog gang rush to fan the flames and fined so much money?!"

Lin Yan raised his head and glanced at him: "Why, the rewards I gave you are not enough for your fine?"

Bi Yaohua was taken aback when he heard the words, and instantly smiled: "That's definitely enough! As expected, the coach still loves us!"

Gu Luo hesitated: "But none of us need to be fined, do we need this money..."

"You don't need to return it to me. These rewards were not for fines for you." Lin Yan waved his hand. "I said earlier that in the afternoon live broadcast, you control your own standards. If something happens, you will be targeted by the league and you will be responsible for fines. , The club does not care about so many."

Bi Yaohua: "Huh? It's not for fines, so why do you smash these for us?"

Jing Yuanzhou didn't say a word. At this time, he said faintly: "It's your condolences from Coach Lin."

Everyone looked at Lin Yan together: "?"

Lin Yan met this line of sight, and slowly showed them a very kind smile: "Yes, it is the condolences. After today, the time for free activities is almost over. I will work out the next stage as soon as possible. Training content. Before the start of the fall season, you probably don’t have much time to go out and play. Make a good adjustment tonight and you have to come on!"

The gentle demeanor, the kind words, the compassion of the sight...

As soon as the last "oh" word fell, the team members only felt that a chill suddenly penetrated their backs, and all the smiles on their faces disappeared instantly.

Are you sure it is...consolation money?

But the coach looks like this, why does it feel more like the funeral expenses given to them in advance?

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As the last carnival, after dinner, a few people made an appointment to go to the nearby commercial plaza for a wave.

Lin Yan didn't have any comment on this: "Well, let the driver take you there. The training will officially start tomorrow afternoon. It will be fine to come back later, but you can't stay overnight."

gh everyone: "Coach, don't you go with us?"

"No." Lin Yan took the last bite of the meal into his mouth and looked at the time, "I will catch up with your training plan in the evening, lest it is too late."

Jing Yuanzhou raised his eyelashes slightly when he heard the words, and said nothing.

Lin Yan went straight back to the room after dinner, opened the laptop on the table and started work.

Although I have considered it before, it has never been so urgent to improve the team's strength as soon as possible.

Lin Yan knew very well that it was ai he met during the double volleyball in the afternoon that gave him this sense of urgency.

But this recognition is obviously not a bad thing.

After all, the professional league teams are not like the sub-league teams they had contact with in the variety show before. There are many strong top players like ai. What's more, the fall season is not the focus of his hope that the team will go, but rather just one of the stops leading to the world arena.

In the e-sports arena, it has always been like sailing against the current.

During work, Lin Yan habitually tied the bangs on his forehead.

Holding a cigarette in his hand, he didn't light it, and fiddling with his eyebrows tightly on his fingertips.

In a short period of time, what needs to be improved as soon as possible is the part that everyone shows the most lacking, like the command ability of Jian Ye’s auxiliary position, and Chen Yushen’s significantly lower success rate than ai in the process of invading the wild area. ,Etc., etc.

When Lin Yan thought of one, he recorded one in the document.

Unknowingly, time passed by, and when he heard the knock on the door, he realized that it was almost nine o'clock in the evening.

But at this point in time, didn't everyone go out to play, why come back so quickly?

Lin Yan opened the door suspiciously and saw Jing Yuanzhou at the door at a glance.

He soon discovered that the others hadn't come back, and he couldn't help but froze slightly: "You didn't hang out with them?"

"No, I couldn't play with them when I was old, so I went out for a walk." Jing Yuanzhou said as his eyes passed from the side and landed on the computer screen lit in the house, "How is the training plan developed? Up?"

Lin Yan rubbed his head casually: "That's it! I just determined my short-term improvement goal, and I plan to finalize the specific training plan later. I haven't analyzed it so deeply before, but I saw it today. I found that there are so many problems in the team. The midseason will be over soon, and I don’t know if there is no time to adjust to the best condition before the start of the fall season."

Jing Yuanzhou: "Time is tight?"

Lin Yan: "It's not impossible to solve it. I look back and see if I can minimize the training cycle."

Jing Yuanzhou handed the coffee in his hand to his hand, hummed, and asked, "Then, is there anything I can do for you?"

The question was decent and gentleman, but the line of sight stuck to his body had an indescribable sense of ambiguity.

So when it fell into Lin Yan's ears, there was a special meaning that was inexplicable.

He felt the enthusiasm of the coffee faintly burning at his fingertips, and he couldn't help but spit out: "You can't help but those who didn't know it might think it was suggesting special services."

Jing Yuanzhou's eyes dropped slightly, and he passed the face in front of him with a smile: "If you want it, it's not impossible."

The light from the corridor covered him heavily, because he had just taken a shower after returning from running, and there was still a faint dampness around his neck.

The arc of the collarbone is exquisite.

Lin Yan's gaze passed by unintentionally, and he could not stop.

The throat also rolled silently: "Then I...you're welcome?"

Jing Yuanzhou was only teasing the last sentence, but he didn't expect to get such an answer, and his heartbeat stopped for a moment without warning.

Lin Yan's fingertips holding the coffee cup tightened slightly, and his tone was calm: "It is estimated that the team will need a lot of training games in the next few days. I am not familiar with the professional team. I can only trouble you to ask for help. See which teams have the intention of making appointments."

When the words fell, there was a slight silence around him.

Jing Yuanzhou fixedly looked at Lin Yan.

Just when Lin Yan thought he was unwilling, he only slowly opened his mouth: "Yes."

"Thank you." Lin Yan avoided his gaze and looked down at the time. "It's getting late, let's go to rest first. I'll go back and continue."

He paused slightly: "Also...thank you for your coffee."

Without waiting for Jing Yuanzhou to say anything, he turned around and entered the room.

Behind the closed door, the sound of the opposite door closing can be faintly heard.

Lin Yan let out a sigh of relief, leaning behind the door like this, looking at the coffee in his hand with some distraction.

Obviously freshly ground coffee beans, braving the indulgent aroma.

It seems that since the massage that night, the atmosphere of being alone between him and Jing Yuanzhou always has an unbearable dark fire from time to time.

It was just a moment of distraction, and the silhouette of the man's **** collarbone flashed past his eyes.

The heat of the coffee burned at the fingertips.

Lin Yan raised his head and hit the door with an accent like this.

His broad palm covered half of his face. After a long time, he cursed in a low voice, "Fuck!"

The author has something to say: 　　 Do you know you missed the fuck?

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