When Shi Luo finally accumulated the waves, he was crushed by Lao Qiao's awe-inspiring powder.

Shi Luo leaned against the wall and took a deep, tired breath, just wondering, "What are you doing here?"

Old Joe was shocked by Shi Luo's reason, and said, "Good question, what am I doing? What can I do?" You have been absent from work for almost half an hour! I don't tell Zhou Huo to deduct your bonus. So horizontal, and in turn ask me what I am doing? I see you are all right, all right, do n’t practice picking up here! Go to train! "

"Oh." Shi Luo scratched his hair irritably, his face embarrassed, bowed his head, "Sorry, ear knows."

Old Joe felt uncomfortable. He looked at Shi Luo inexplicably and hurriedly urged, "Go, go train if you feel uncomfortable, what ..."

Shi Luo took the door and followed Old Joe back to the training room. Yu Yong's plane was empty. Shi Luo glanced over his head and his live broadcast was also closed.

Chen Huo and Puppy are both in their own row, wearing sound-proof headphones. They have n’t heard anything since just now, and they certainly do n’t know what Yu Yong did. Shi Luo had to look at Lao Qiao, Lao Qiao saw Yu A glance at the plane said, "Oh, Zhou Huo called him away just now."

Shi Luo nodded, went back to his plane, turned off the live broadcast, and went to the single row by himself.

Yu Yong took such a big wave of his own rhythm, Zhou Huo couldn't sit still, he quickly called Yu Yong to ask him what he was going to do and whether he should clarify.

The words were all spoken by myself, and there was nothing I wanted to take back. Yu Yong asked Zhou Huo to clarify nothing and admit nothing.

Since Shi Luo did not want to make it public for the time being, Yu Yong still respected his opinion and did not plan to make it public.

Zhou Huo couldn't understand, "You don't want to make it public, and you play with your own rhythm. What do you want to do? Just help me create a topic? When are you considerate? Isn't it my job to sell the business team? You Why did you **** it? "

Zhou Huo, who was talking about the manufacturing topic, glared, "Someone has synthesized a video of your voice and Shi Luo's camera screen and sent it online. The amount of reposting, oh yeah ... really, I watched the video and thought Absolutely, your voice is matched with the small expressions of Evil ... It's so catchy. "

Zhou Huo thought very far-reaching, "Is this you paving the way for the future? Are you planning so comprehensively?"

Yu Yonger said, "Not so much thought."

"In fact, it was a whim, just to see that he was not happy, and suddenly wanted to say a few more ... for him to play a round." Yu Yong fiddled with the mobile phone, slowly said, "I was just trying to turn me over with new fans. His old account, but I said that I also lost heart. "

Zhou Huo looked up and down at Yu Yong, curiously, "what heart do you take?"

Yu Yong paused and said after a while, "Thinking about the past, I feel that I don't feel bad enough for him."

Zhou Huo stunned and smiled, "Not enough? Why not? You are not good enough for Shi Luo?"

Yu Yong smiled and shook his head before answering, and got up to go to the training room.

When Shi Luo knew himself, he was deceived and sold by himself, and he didn't have a few happy days before and after. How was he doing to him?

If you do n’t feel distressed enough, you will feel more distressed in the future.

The next day was the regular season of the Japanese style. At home, you didn't have to get up too early. Everyone got up as usual and ate breakfast and packed up their things to their own game venue.

In my own stadium, the lounge is dedicated to Free. It is larger and brighter than usual. When Shi Luo entered the lounge, he sat on the sofa in the corner, wearing headphones and watching the mobile phone. He was serious and focused.

Chen Huo and Puppy went to make up first, and played in the club. Basically, there was nothing wrong with them. Zhou Huo did not follow the team today. Yu Yong put the peripheral package to check in for the team. When he came back, Luo was still playing mobile phone.

"The tactics were set yesterday, what else should I watch?" Yu Yong walked to Shi Luo and sat down, teasing Shi Luo, "Look at your screen."

Shi Luo glanced at the staff in the lounge and saw that there were no outsiders. He handed the phone to Yu Yong and couldn't help showing it. "Look ... we both have this!"

Yu Yong took a look and smiled.

He and Shi Luo finally had cp talk.

Shi Luo was very happy and inconvenient to show it, showing off very low-key, "Although there is no cp super talk between me and Wawa yet ... but there are many fans."

"Fan eyes are still sharp, and many things I don't know, fans know."

Shi Luo quickly flipped Weibo and showed Yu Yong after taking a screenshot, whispering, "This photo ... This was taken when you had a regular season two years ago."

Yu Yong looked closely, didn't understand too much, "I'm holding a hand, what's wrong?"

Shi Luo sat down and said in a low voice, "The fans said ... During the regular season, a peripheral sponsor went away. He showed a face before the game, publicized their products, and then routinely gave The players brought gifts, and that hand-made thing ... the show to the camera, one for each player, divided into occupations, medical doctors' hands, assault hands, sniper hands ... Specially done, sponsors Prepared for each player, but not prepared for me. "

Yu Yong frowned slightly and thought about it.

Shi Luo had just entered FS at that time and was still a substitute. He was not well-known. The sponsor didn't know him at all. Shi Luo had leaked when preparing the gift, but he was not prepared for him.

In order to cooperate with the process of the event after the game, the sponsor should give gifts to each player. It is naturally a bit awkward to reach the FS side.

But it was only awkward for a few seconds.

After the sponsor handed over the hand of the medical doctor to Yu Yong, Yu Yong took it and looked at it. When he pulled it directly, he put the peripheral package that Luo was carrying.

It was that scene that happened to be captured by fans.

Shi Luo was also a medical doctor at the time, and he was right to do it for him. At that time, Yu Yong's move was greatly praised by fans for his high emotional intelligence.

Two years ago, the fart was a little bigger, and Yu Yong had forgotten to clean it himself.

When Yu Yong looked at it, Luo saved the photo and whispered, "I'll do it in one hand, so happy?"

"It's not something to do by hand ..." Shi Luo looked up at Yu Yong, his eyes full of satisfaction, hesitatingly shook his head, "Forget it, don't say it, and then you think I intentionally made you feel bad."

Yu Yong whispered, "It's okay, you say."

Shi Luo looked at Yu Yong and whispered after a while, "... just such a small gift, a small toy."

Shi Luo looked down at the phone again and whispered, "No one thinks about me."

When recalling Luo's childhood, Yu Yong took a while to digest this sentence.

"Don't ask if I told you." Shi Luo looked at the phone and regretted, "I didn't mean it this time."

Yu Yong raised her hand and rubbed it on Shi Luo's head, "We will forget what we saw again, remember to show it to me."

"What are you looking at?" Old Joe entered the lounge. "It's time to play, no need to watch the rematch! You don't have to be so nervous to play the game, just relax and play."

Shi Luo confessed with a guilty conscience, put away the phone, and was taken by the staff to put on makeup.

Fengji was the relegation team of last season. It really doesn't need to be nervous. Free simply took away the Fengji 2-0. Counting the intermediate rest time and the post-match interview, he got off work in less than an hour and a half.

There were two games on this day. Before Free played against the wind, another game was NSN vs. Saint. Free was playing the third game before the game. At this time, the game was over and I knew that side. the result of.

Old Joe said, "NSN won."

Shi Luo unexpectedly said, "Wawa resisted?"

Old Joe nodded, "He resisted, especially in the third game, he played really well."

"Great." Chen Huo clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Awesome, NSN won Saint, Saint won us, and we won NSN ... Every team is wondering how the opponent's dish-forcing team won. With the third team, no one can laugh at anyone's dish anymore, it's very good ... "

"Come on!" Lao Qiao patted Chen Chen on the back of the fire. "The two teams played at least three innings, okay, how about us? It was taken away by Saint Shaolin, and when you were brainless on your side, The other two are playing in full swing there. To be honest, I did n’t pay much attention to your game just now. I also opened a live broadcast to watch them ... "

Yu Yong tidyed up the peripheral sidewalk, "How are you playing?"

"Pretty, exciting, playing more aggressively than yours." Lao Qiao stunned, "Lao Gu they did hide a lot from us, they are in a good condition today, and they are not the rhythm of the usual practice game ... Today You will not be able to resume your own game, and resume the two teams. "

Puppy sighed, "Okay, I guess you will not resume today's game. I also want to make it easier today. Who can reason with me, and finally have to worry about others, and have to worry about others Replay of others. "

"You know yourself, you can't let you look at it." Old Joe also knew they were tired of the surprise training a few days ago and reassured, "But today I won't go home to eat, treat everyone, eat outside, Manager Zhou is already eating. The place is waiting, walk around ... "

Being urged by Lao Qiao, a few people packed up and walked out carrying the peripheral package.

On the way to the parking lot, I would meet the fans who were waiting after the end of the game. I won the game at home. Although the win was quite brainless, the fans who watched the scene were still excited. It was especially exciting to see a few people. To say hello, many fans still hold gifts.

Since the old FS period, several players have hardly received fan gifts, and they did not need flowers. Several people greeted the fans as usual and left. Only Yu Yong looked at them and walked back in two steps. A small Q version of the assaulter's puppet doll held by the fan was received in the cry.

Fans around Yu Yong couldn't help but laugh, not knowing how Yu Yong's good one would suddenly want a doll.

Yu Yong was also a little embarrassed himself. He smiled at the fan. The gentleman owed and turned to get on the car a few steps away.

The rest of the people were already seated in the car, and Puppy lifted his eyelids and looked at Yu Yong. He said lazily, "Is it still old?"

Old Joe also turned his head and glanced, seeing that Yu Yong was only taking a doll and didn't care, "I seem to have seen this on Taobao ... less than a hundred yuan, just accept it."

Chen Huo looked at Yu Yong contemptuously, "How old are you?"

Only Luo sitting in the last row did not speak.

Sure enough, Yu Yong took the doll to the car and just sat beside Shi Luo, then throw the doll in his hand into Shi Luo's arms.

While others didn't care when chatting, Yu Yong lowered the voice while taking the peripheral package and said, "... Shishen, I haven't confiscated fan gifts for five or six years."

But for you, the exception is still worth it.

No one will think of you for such a small gift, I will.

For you, it's nothing to be coaxed by fans and joke by teammates.