The E-Sports Circle’s Toxic Assembly Camp

Chapter 12

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Teams in the secondary league have long been accustomed to the fluid replacement of players, not to mention that Gun is only a substitute player in the support position. As long as the price given by GH is in place, the release is extremely happy.

Lin Yan and Gloy Gu Luo greeted the arrival of the new members at the gate of the base.

In the distance, a tall figure with a suitcase could be seen.

Cun-headed, slightly dark skin, and a looming cross scar on the left cheek, making this angular face even more grim.

Without knowing it, it is really difficult to associate such a ruffian cool Boy with the auxiliary profession known as the "team angel".

Lin Yan noticed that Gu Luo, who was beside him, froze in place, lightly patted him on the shoulder, and led him towards the new teammate.

Gun's original name was Jian Ye. Although he was only a substitute in the original team, it was probably because of his own murderous temperament that everyone in the team habitually called him "go away".

However, it's fine for Gu Luo to call such a name, it doesn't seem appropriate to fall on Lin Yan.

Lin Yan is not a person who sees outsiders, and the first sentence he speaks is very enthusiastic: "Gunbao, you are finally here!"

"..." The corner of Jian Ye's mouth twitched slightly, and he was silent for a moment, "Can you change your name?"

Lin Yan thought for a while: "Then, get out of here?"

Jian Ye: "...Also, let's do it." It's better than rolling a treasure.

Seeing that they had reached a consensus, Lin Yan smiled happily and stepped forward to help pull the box and look into the base.

Gu Luo asked suspiciously, "Don't you go to the dormitory first?"

Lin Yan put Jian Ye's suitcase at the door, lightly patted the non-existent ash on his hands, and looked impatient: "Don't be in a hurry to go to the dormitory, anyway, there is time, you two come and play solo first and I'll see. "

Gu Luo, Jian Ye: "..."

Solo, that is, a 1V1 single-player duel, the one who completes a certain number of kills or the corresponding conditions wins.

The two of them are of course no strangers to this kind of solo competition, but the key problem is that Gu Luo is good at mid lane heroes, while Jian Ye is a support player.

What is the difference between letting an assistant play a mid-order and delivering food to your door

Gu Luo couldn't help thinking of the greeting gift he received on the first day he came to the base, and firmly felt that he couldn't bully others: "Coach Lin, isn't it too..."

However, Lin Yan has already taken out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Titans, are you awake? The newcomer has arrived here, ready to play solo, come and see?"

Jing Yuanzhou's voice vaguely came from the other end: "Okay."

Lin Yan hung up the phone and looked back at Gu Luo: "What's the matter?"

Gu Luo paused for a moment, and his expression gradually became serious: "I will definitely take it seriously!"

"Good." Lin Yan smiled with satisfaction, turned to look at Jian Ye, "What about you?"

Jian Ye obviously didn't expect that the first thing he did when he came to the new owner was to solo with someone.

When Jing Yuanzhou walked into the training hall, the two of them were already sitting in front of the computer, and the screen displayed was the picture of the custom room.

Lin Yan sat at the table with a notebook, looking quite interested.

Noticing Jing Yuanzhou's appearance, he waved to him from afar: "Come, sit."

Jing Yuanzhou pulled a chair and sat next to Lin Yan. He glanced at it casually, and he could see the analysis chart of strength indicators that had been drawn in advance on the notebook page.

Lin Yan noticed Jing Yuanzhou's gaze, and evoked a radian at him: "Wait, there will be a good show soon."

Under normal circumstances, solo games are generally based on winning one of the opponent's defensive towers, or completing the first head kill as the winning standard.

But this time, Lin Yan made a brand new rule for the two of them: "Gloy's old rule is still one tower or one blood count as a win, but an additional precondition is added, which must be completed 30 supplements in the roll cub. before the soldiers."

After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Jian Ye: "Correspondingly, as long as you complete 30 reinforcements, you will win. Remember, you must take your best hero!"

Jian Ye: "...Understood."

As soon as such a rule came out, no one could hear it. It was obviously forcing Jian Ye to break away from the protection of the defensive tower and let them collide head-on on the line.

Gu Luo was silent for a moment, then looked at Jian Ye: "What is your best hero?"

Jian Ye thought for a while: "Shaman Elf, Linli Witch, Coco Fairy?"

Gu Luo: "..."

These three heroes, one is bigger than the other, and together they can milk a whole day.

One thing to say, one thing, it really does not match your image at all, this brother!

Lin Yan clapped his hands in anticipation: "If you don't have any opinions, don't waste your time, let's start quickly."

The two of them didn't say anything, and started the custom match directly.

Because Lin Yan repeatedly emphasized the use of a good hero, and Jing Yuanzhou was present to watch the battle, Gu Luo did not hesitate to target the assassin-type mid laner Scarlet Dancer Fusang.

On the other hand, Jian Ye chose Coco Immortal.

I have to admit that in the current version of the game, healing support heroes have almost become tasteless. There is no strong hard control skills, and there is no way to replace too much damage for the team. Coupled with the need for reading the healing skills, my teammates often have no time to wait for the blood to recover, and they have already died under the opponent's focus. .

It is precisely because of this embarrassing situation that these therapeutic aids once completely faded out of everyone's field of vision. So much so that in the current high-scoring rounds, if someone takes such a hand, it is very likely that the teammates will be chasing after the "actor" before the official start.

Therefore, after Jian Ye locked the hero, Gu Luo instinctively thought that with his own fusang, he should be able to end this solo match soon.

However, what I never expected was that a game that should have been resolved quickly was dragged to 15 minutes abruptly.

What kind of concept is 15 minutes, and sometimes, it is enough to end a 5V5 crushing game.

In the process of soloing, although Jian Ye had difficulty replenishing troops under Fu Sang's suppression, when he was finally killed by Gu Luo, 28 artillerymen had already been cleared.

In other words, if he is a little more stable, he is likely to win.

When Gu Luo moved his hand away from the keyboard, recalling the details of the match just now, he let out a long sigh of relief.

So strong!

During the game, he obviously had several chances to almost complete the instant kill, but in the last tenths of a second, Cocoxian can always use his qi to the limit with only blood skin left. The blood value was raised again, and he escaped from death.

It's fine if it's just one time, but as a result, this kind of history repeats itself again and again.

It can only be said that everything is not just a coincidence.

You must know that these healing-type support heroes are different from assassins. If you want to complete such an operation when the skills need to be read, it can be said that it is based on absolute pre-judgment.

Thinking of this, only one thought came to Gu Luo's mind - fortunately they were teammates, not opponents.

This kind of situation, which should be able to be killed at will, but still cannot be achieved after racking his brains, is really too annoying.

Lin Yan has collected the information he wants to his heart's content. Seeing that Grandma Hui was still sitting on the spot with a blank face, he tapped his head lightly with a notebook: "What are you still doing there? It's cool to abuse teammates. Don't you send someone to the dormitory to rest when you're done?"

Gu Luo: "..."

It was really "cool", so "cool" that he never wanted to have such an experience for the second time in his life.

The corners of his lips pursed slightly. He didn't say much, and stood up from his position: "Let's go, brother, I'll take you to the dormitory."

Jian Ye lost the solo, but he didn't see much expression on his face, so he answered and followed.

Lin Yan watched the two leave, and nodded with relief until their backs disappeared completely: "It seems that they will get along very well in the future."

Jing Yuanzhou: "How do you see it?"

Lin Yan glanced at the settlement screen that was still on the computer screen, and became more and more certain: "Men's intuition."

"… "

After forbearance, Jing Yuanzhou still laughed out loud: "This is really, very convincing."

Lin Yan deftly ignored the teasing in his words, and calmly turned the topic back: "By the way, is the captain still satisfied with my newly recruited support?"

"Very satisfied." Jing Yuanzhou raised his head to meet Lin Yan's gaze, and the curvature of his mouth became clearer, "You are always so discerning."

Under such gaze, Lin Yan was inexplicably choked on his own saliva, and coughed twice: "Don't praise me like that."

Jing Yuanzhou: "Is it okay to praise you?"

Lin Yan gave him an angry look: "I will be shy."

Jing Yuanzhou: "..."

Jing Yuanzhou: "Then let's talk about topics that won't be shy."

Lin Yan: "Huh?"

Jing Yuanzhou leaned back in his chair and looked at him: "So, when will the other two teammates arrive?"

The people selected by Lin Yan were more interesting than the other, but inevitably he was interested.

Lin Yan blinked mysteriously: "I'll see you soon."

Jing Yuanzhou raised his eyebrows: "Right now?"

Lin Yan opened the APP on his mobile phone and glanced at it: "Well, I've already placed an order for him for a week. You can play it however you want."

Luo Mo had just sorted out Jian Ye's contract, when he heard such a sentence when he walked in from the outside, he paused slightly.

Jing Yuanzhou didn't know what to think, he suddenly smiled lowly, and said in a low voice, "After a week, you can play as you want?"

Lin Yan thought for a while: "It's fine to invite a few more people to play together. Some activities still require more people to be more exciting."

Jing Yuanzhou smiled slightly: "You are right."

Under the understatement of the two, Luo Mo's hand holding the contract shook slightly.

Wait, what are you guys talking about? What are the words of a tiger and wolf on this horse? !

After all, Gu Luo came to the club a few days early, took Jian Ye all the way to the dormitory area, and quickly selected a room.

While helping to clean up, he occasionally looked at the new teammates from the corner of his eye.

If I hadn't personally experienced the meticulous and meticulous operation just now, I really couldn't associate this image with the soft and cute Cocoxian.

Thinking of this, Gu Luo's mind couldn't help but appear the soft and gentle phantom of Miss Jinzhu's sister, and he was silent for a moment.

Forget it, it's all an illusion.

Jian Ye finished packing the closet, and when he looked up, he saw Gu Luo's strange look, and after a while, he thought about it and said, "Gloy right, don't worry, you don't need to pay attention to what was just chasing me to kill, brother Gun is not a careful person, nothing at all. Take it to heart."

It's better not to mention it. As soon as he said it, Gu Luo remembered his vicious style of painting on the map just now, and subconsciously glanced at the murderous scar on the opponent's face.

Jian Ye patted him on the shoulder naturally, and showed a self-kind smile: "Don't look at Brother Gun like this, it's actually very gentle. Relax, when you get to the arena in the future, you will definitely take care of him. yours!"

Gu Luo's back was shaken by these two taps: "...You're welcome, brother."

When Jian Ye laughed, the scar on his face also lengthened a bit, looking ruthless and sassy: "It should be."

Gu Luo: "..."

It always felt more terrifying.

The author has something to say: Brother Roll: Believe me, I'm really super gentle.

Gloy: I suspect you are threatening me…