The e-sports life of men's clothing

Chapter 6

I don't know if anyone still believes in faith.

Yun Xi believed it.

With a calm expression on her face, she really poured a glass of wine and took a sip.

Cen Ziyan was frightened to death, and the sweet and greasy brother Yun also forgot to call, and hurried to grab the wine from her hand.

"Don't! Brother Yun, you drink, don't drink!"

He and Yunxi have known each other for so many years, and he also knows that Yunxi has been drunk once since he was a child, when he graduated from the college entrance examination, and then came out publicly!
He also pressed an unknown man against the wall and kissed him forcibly! ... who is so lucky.

Cen Ziyan was really afraid that Yun Xi would do something shocking when he was drunk.

Yun Xi felt that Cen Ziyan might not be stupid.

Her drinking capacity can be killed by just one mouthful of Lao Baigan?I despise her so much.

Yun Xi thought so, but Cen Ziyan snatched the wine glass from her hand like a dog's skin plaster, so she put down the wine directly and waved him away.

"Go, I won't drink anymore."

Cen Ziyan was happy, and the food was served quickly, and the waiter came in with the food after a while.

Yunxi squinted her eyes and looked at all the red dishes full of chili oil, picked up the chili bottle without hesitation, poured it into the dishes.

The corner of the waiter's lips twitched.

Terrible humans who eat spicy food.

The GE team members looked at the waiter enviously outside the screen, and smelled the fragrance in the screen, and their stomachs could not help making a sound——

The dishes on their table were sprayed by MIKI, they couldn't eat them, so they had to order another table.

MIKI limply lay on the table playing with chopsticks, with an apologetic expression on his face.

The rest of the team didn't blame him, they just stared at the table quietly, each in a daze.

The spring season is not over yet, but they have already missed the finals and missed the trophy.

They have held the trophy twice.

What's even worse is that after a veteran team like theirs won the first place, they directly lost their qualifications for promotion, and they had to compete with a group of newly promoted teams for KPL tickets in the autumn competition.

This is a fatal thing for the proud GE.

If you can't even beat those new teams...

No one continued to think about it.

The starting mid laners in the team, GE and No, dragged their chins, and there was a faint mist in their eyes behind the glasses. After a while, he sat up straight and said.

"I announced my retirement and issued a statement. This failure is all my fault. Find another mid laner."

GE's overall ability is not weak, but he is not in good health now, his hand speed is a little slow, and his personal habits are too obvious. Every game, he is targeted by the opponent and almost sends away one-third of the players...

He did drag the whole team down.

After he finished speaking, a cold and stern voice sounded in the team.

"No, just wait."

"Even if you are retiring, you have to retire gracefully. This is GE's style."

After Jinmo finished speaking, he flipped through his phone with a cold face.

No one spoke at the table, everyone was quiet, and Jin Mo's brows became tighter and tighter.

The GE club didn't send him any useful news, there was blame between the lines, and the sponsor's attitude became very ambiguous.

The glory of the king is a big cake. Up to now, KPL is basically stable, and many clubs that were still on the sidelines have joined in one after another.

Well-known e-clubs and e-sports giants have set up Glory of Kings teams to share the cake.

This also shows that this year's autumn competition will encounter many newly formed teams from well-known e-sports clubs, and these teams will compete for the only three tickets to the qualifiers.

In this big competitive environment, no one is optimistic about GE.

Many people hope that they will give up their positions quickly and get out.

Investors also have the same idea. They want to divest, otherwise, they want to sell GE to other clubs, or maybe someone in their team wants to change jobs?

Jinmo's lips curled up coldly, rejecting the GE club's request.

Throwing the phone on the table, Jinmo thought with his hands propped up.

Sure enough, he didn't need to solicit any sponsorship from the beginning, it was more comfortable for him to invest directly.

At this time, the door of their private room was pushed open again, but it was not a waiter who came in, but a short man in a white uniform with the word "Mars" on his chest.

Captain of the Mars team, Mars, three thousand.

After he came in, he sniffed exaggeratedly, put his arms around Jinmo's shoulders familiarly, and said with a smile.

"Hey, it's so lively, our e-sports male model team is having a celebration dinner here?"

(End of this chapter)