The live broadcast that afternoon was extremely lively, and the main contributor was Lin Yan, the "club management".
After successfully blowing up the black fans in Bi Yaohua's live broadcast room, he seemed to fall in love with this feeling, and then went to the live broadcast room of several other team members to brush a bunch of deep-water torpedoes.
In the end, he did not forget to return to Jing Yuanzhou and walked around in a high-profile manner.
[666666, the coach is here to give out pocket money! 】
[Titans come and see, so this is the feeling of being nurtured! 】
[Coach Lin is actually so rich? 】
Just as Jing Yuanzhou came out of the rankings, he noticed the tyrannical reminder banner, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
He usually doesn't have the habit of giving thanks, but this time, he said aloud for the first time: "Thank you for the deep-water torpedoes that are not the little princess."
Such details make CP fans brush the barrage quickly.
At the same time, Jing Yuanzhou suddenly and skillfully added a housekeeping authority to Lin Yan.
[Is there a sense of sight that welcomes your boyfriend to the room at any time? 】
[In front, how do you know what I'm thinking about! 】
[Let's not say anything else, I feel that Titans has no enthusiasm for solo queue after Coach Lin left. 】
[Yes, only a 10-1-3 was played in the ordinary qualifying round. 】
[This is not normal play. 】
[By the way, I want to make a small report, the coach looks at me and sees me, just now there was a streamer who was delusional about hooking up with Titans. 】
[I also want to help clarify, but then Titans did not pass the friend request! 】
[Hahahaha, do you know why the coach went there just now, the live broadcast room of the other GH players was all blown up! 】
【? ? ? Let me take a look and come back? 】
[I've come back, Titans really have vision, coach Lin is not a wolf! 】
Jing Yuanzhou noticed the content of the barrage, turned off the microphone and looked over: "Why did you go just now?"
Lin Yan replied very casually: "It's nothing, giving some pocket money should be comforted in advance."
At about five o'clock, everyone started to drop the broadcast one after another.
With the rise of the live broadcast industry, the players of each club have signed contracts with the live broadcast platform, and each month has a certain amount of live broadcast time indicators. This also leads to the fact that every month at the end of the month, some players who don't like live broadcasts will always swarm out to make up for time.
Procrastination is something that even a top player like Jing Yuanzhou cannot avoid.
Fortunately, the contract that Lin Yan negotiated with Jing Yuanzhou was not very demanding, so a little overtime in the past two days should be able to be done quickly.
Everyone was very happy in the afternoon, especially Lin Yan's assist. After the broadcast, the state of indignation was swept away, and he was very proud.
It's a pity that this happy mood belongs to others, Luo Mo has nothing.
After returning from the league headquarters, he put a stack of documents on the table, and his tone was as official as possible: "As for the club's professional qualification certification, I have already registered all here. Including the current team's professional qualifications. The registration of the documents is also here, boss, please check if there are any other omissions, if there is no problem, I will take it back and archive it with other materials."
Lin Yan flipped through the pages at a glance: "Let's organize the archives, there should be no problem."
Luo Mo nodded in response, then paused strangely for a moment, and then handed another thin envelope in his hand to Bi Yaohua: "BB, this is yours."
Everyone officially completed the registration of professional players, and they were excited, and they all looked back when they heard the words.
Bi Yaohua also reached out and took it with a puzzled look: "What is this? I remember that my suspension time is almost up. The league will not allow me to participate in the autumn game, right?"
As soon as the words fell, the surrounding atmosphere instantly became tense.
"It has nothing to do with the autumn competition." Luo Mo took a deep breath and continued to speak without expression, "because we have completed the formal registration in the afternoon, given everyone's excellent performance during the live broadcast, especially for the BB players. Overly prominent words and deeds, the Alliance Notary Office decided to officially issue a penalty notice. Originally, this notice should have been sent directly to the club base, very, coincidentally, yes, they saw that I happened to be doing business at the alliance headquarters in the afternoon, so they saved this time. Let me bring it back directly for the postage.”
Although Luo Mo spoke with a declarative attitude, but from such an expressionless face, it was inevitable to see a bit of life without love.
In the short term, Luo Mo really doesn't want to appear at the headquarters of the alliance anymore.
From when he first entered the door, everyone didn't know his identity as the manager of the GH team, to the thorny eyes around him when he went out after registration, really, the ghost knows what he has gone through!
After hearing this, everyone was silent for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
Bi Yaohua's expression was a little subtle for a while.
Glancing at 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 praised it: "I know, it's a glorious proof of forcing you to fight against Heizi!"
Jian Ye couldn't help laughing beside him, and his unrestrained laughter rang through the roof for a while.
"..." Bi Yaohua controlled the urge to rub Gu Luo's dog's head, and coughed twice to cover up again, "Gloy, I'm really pleased that you can see so thoroughly."
This time, even Chen Yushen couldn't bear it anymore, twitched the corners of his mouth, and rarely laughed out loud.
Bi Yaohua glanced at these schadenfreude guys, but in the end gave up the plan to instill their teammates' values.
Without saying anything more, he opened the envelope directly.
After reading the content of the fine inside, his eyebrows twitched slightly: "What's going on with the alliance this time, is it that the idiots from QOG also ran to fan the flames and fined so much money?!"
Lin Yan looked up at him: "Why, the rewards I smashed for you are not enough for your fine?"
Bi Yaohua was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and instantly smiled: "That must be enough! Sure enough, the coach still loves us!"
Gu Luo hesitated: "But the rest of us don't need fines, do you need the money..."
"You don't need to return it to me, these rewards are not for fines." Lin Yan waved his hand, "I said earlier that you will control the standards for the afternoon live broadcast. If something happens to the league, you will be responsible for fines or anything. , the club doesn't care that much."
Bi Yaohua: "Ah? It's not for fines, so why are you throwing these for us?"
Jing Yuanzhou didn't speak for a while, and said lightly at this time, "It's the condolence money from your coach Lin."
Everyone looked at Lin Yan in unison: "?"
Lin Yan met such a gaze, and slowly showed them a very kind smile: "Yes, it is the condolences. After today, the time for free activities is almost over, and I will work out the next stage of the target as soon as possible. Sexual training content. Before the start of the autumn game, you probably don't have much time to go out to play, adjust your state tonight, and cheer up!"
The gentleness of his demeanor, the kindness of his words, the tenderness of his eyes...
At the moment when the last "oh" word fell, the team members only felt a chill seeping down their backs, and all the smiles on their faces disappeared in an instant.
Are you sure it's... consolation money
But the coach looks like this, why does it feel more like a funeral fee for them in advance
As the last carnival, after dinner, a few people invited to the nearby commercial plaza to have a blast.
Lin Yan has no opinion on this: "Well, let the driver take you there. The training will officially start tomorrow afternoon. It's okay to come back later, but it can't be overnight."
GH crowd: "Coach, won't you come with us?"
"No." Lin Yan put the last bite of the meal into his mouth and glanced at the time, "I'll rush your training plan at night, so that it won't be too late."
When Jing Yuanzhou heard the words, he raised his eyelashes slightly, but did not speak.
After Lin Yan finished dinner, he went straight back to his room, opened the laptop on the table and started work.
Although I have considered it before, I have never been so eager to improve the team's strength as soon as possible.
Lin Yan knew very well that it was the AI he encountered in the afternoon double queue that gave him this sense of urgency.
But this perception is clearly not a bad thing.
After all, the professional league teams are not like the secondary league teams they had contacted with in variety shows before. There are many strong top players like AI. What's more, the autumn game is not the end that he wants the team to go to, but just one of the stops on the way to the world arena.
In the e-sports arena, it has always been like rowing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.
During work, Lin Yan habitually tied the bangs on his forehead on his head.
Holding a cigarette in his hand, he didn't light it, and fiddled with his brows tightly on his fingertips.
In a short period of time, what needs to be improved as soon as possible is the part that everyone lacks the most, such as Jian Ye's commanding ability in the auxiliary position, and Chen Yushen's success in the process of invading the wild area is significantly lower than that of AI. rate, blah, blah.
Every time Lin Yan thought of one, he recorded one in the document.
Unconsciously, time passed by minute by minute, and when he heard the knock on the door, he realized that it was almost nine o'clock in the evening.
But at such a time, didn't everyone go out to play, why did they come back so quickly
Lin Yan opened the door suspiciously and saw Jing Yuanzhou at the door at a glance.
He soon found out that the others hadn't come back, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned: "You didn't go out with them?"
"No, I couldn't play with them when I was old, so I went out for a run." Jing Yuanzhou said, his eyes flicked from the side, and landed on the computer screen that was lit in the room, "How is the training plan made? ?"
Lin Yan rubbed his head casually: "That's it! I just decided on the short-term improvement goal, and I plan to finalize the specific training plan later. I haven't analyzed it in such a deep way before, but today I saw it. I found out that there are so many problems in the team. The mid-season game will end soon, and I don’t know if it will be too late to adjust to the best state before the start of the fall season.”
Jing Yuanzhou: "Time is tight?"
Lin Yan: "It's not that it can't be solved. I'll look back and see if I can minimize the training cycle."
Jing Yuanzhou handed the coffee in his hand to him, hummed, and asked, "So, is there anything I can do for you?"
The question was a decent and gentleman, but the gaze stuck to his body contained an indescribable sense of ambiguity.
So when it fell into Lin Yan's ears, there was an inexplicable special meaning that was inexplicable.
He felt that the warmth of the coffee seemed to scorch his fingertips, and he couldn't help but spit out: "You're right, people who don't know it might think it's implying special services."
Jing Yuanzhou's eyes drooped slightly, passing over the face in front of him, and smiled: "If you want, it's not impossible."
The lights in the corridor covered him heavily, because he had just taken a shower after returning from running, and there was still a vague dampness around his neck.
The arc of the collarbone is too delicate.
Lin Yan's eyes swept over inadvertently, and Kankan stopped.
The throat also rolled silently: "Then I'll... You're welcome?"
Jing Yuanzhou was only joking at 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: "The team is expected to need a lot of training games in the next few days. I don't know you well on the professional team, so I can only ask you to ask for help. Let's see which teams have the intention of making an appointment."
The words fell, and the surroundings were slightly quiet for a moment.
Jing Yuanzhou fixedly looked at Lin Yan.
Just when Lin Yan thought he didn't want to, he just said slowly, "Yes."
"Thank you." Lin Yan avoided his gaze and looked down at the time, "It's getting late, let's rest first. I'll go back and continue."
He paused slightly: "Also... Thank you for your coffee."
After speaking, without waiting for Jing Yuanzhou to say anything, he turned and entered the room.
Behind the closed door, you can vaguely hear the sound of the door closing.
Only then did Lin Yan let out a slow sigh of relief, and just leaned behind the door, looking at the coffee in his hand absentmindedly.
Obviously freshly ground coffee beans, with an addictive aroma.
It seemed that after the massage that night, the atmosphere between him and Jing Yuanzhou when they were alone has always been filled with an unbearable dark fire from time to time.
It was just a moment of distraction, and the man's sexy collarbone seemed to flash before his eyes again.
The heat of the coffee scorched his fingertips.
Lin Yan tilted his head and knocked on the door with an accent.
The wide palm covered half of his face, and after a long time, he scolded in a low voice, "Fuck!"