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Chapter 180 179.Mart's Dinner (1)

Back at the base, An Zai only felt his head was in a daze, and was suddenly startled by Long Ling, saying that it was impossible not to be afraid at all.At least it survived.

Yang Ruo expressed surprise that An Zai came back so early, usually every time he went to see Yan, he would never leave without hanging around for a long time, why did he come back just after passing by today?
"What? Did you get scolded by Yan or are you finally going to be a teacher? Come back so early?"

"Well, God Yan is away on a business trip, and Sister Long Ling asked me to help her with some errands." An was confused again.

"Cut, that girl Longling just likes to find trouble for nothing!" Yang Ruo is also a deeply abused master.

"Hmm," An Zai responded casually, clicking the mouse unconsciously.

Lu Yuan had just brewed a cup of tea and hung it by the table. Seeing that An Zai was listless after returning, he pushed the tea over.

"uncomfortable?"

"No. Maybe it's too hot outside."

"Exactly, freshly brewed chrysanthemum tea, quench the fire."

"Chacha." An Zai hesitated whether to tell him about Long Ling, after all, in the base, only the God of Tea knew the whole story.

"how?"

"Dragon? What happened to your hand?"

Just as she was about to speak, An Zao belatedly realized that Lu Yuan had a bandage on his hand.

Lu Yuan raised his hand and shook it, then said nonchalantly:
"It's okay, little problem."

"Small problems?"

"Well, it's because I played too many games and suffered from tenosynovitis. I went to the hospital today to have a look, and I tied it up when I came back. It's no big deal, and it will be fine after applying the medicine for a few days. Hey, I'm getting old, and an old bone It's starting to feel brittle," Lu Yuan, who just turned 23, sighed as an old man.

Although professional e-sports players do not face body collisions and large-scale movements like traditional sports players, sedentary and long-term high-intensity use of the same muscle can also cause various injuries, such as Lu Yuan and Mart who have been fighting for many years None of the muscles and joints in the old players' body are in line with their age.The lumbar spine, cervical spine, and wrist are all sick.

Although An Zai is young, after a year of professional work, he will inevitably suffer from back pain and leg cramps, and it is difficult to turn his head when his cervical spine is stiff, let alone Lu Yuan.

"It's a small thing!" Yang Ruo reprimanded: "If I take you to the hospital today, you still resist yourself! Let me tell you, taking advantage of the good form of the summer game and the time to catch your breath, there are injuries and illnesses. Hurry up and make trouble for me! If you enter the playoffs, you will be in the World Championship, and when the time comes, the pain here and there will affect your results, and see if I don't tear your bones apart!"

"My bones don't hurt, but my heart always hurts recently." Ji Canghai turned his chair and glanced at An Zai meaningfully.

"It's not considered an occupational disease for you. If you suffocate the bumping rabbit in your heart, it won't hurt naturally." Lu Yuan understood what Ji Canghai was talking about.

"Suffocated? Hehehe, I can't wait!"

An didn't bother to listen to them grind their teeth anymore, and turned on the video to watch the ongoing summer game.

"After the Q1 game, Mart gathers people for dinner, do you want to hang out?" Lu Yuan glanced at the ongoing game on the screen and asked.

"Me?" Ann rubbed her nose again, she hadn't seen Mart for a long time: "You can go, but Mart is not playing with us today, why don't we have something to eat?"

"Put it down, who said that Mart specially invited you? You're just a fool!" Ji Canghai said coolly.

"Oh fine."

In the spirit of having a meal and not letting it go, and the spirit of heaven and earth, originally Mart only called Lu Yuan, and Lu Yuan brought An Zai with him. In the end, even Ji Canghai followed him shamelessly.

Mart never refuses anyone, and Mall next to him is delighted to see Anzai:
"What am I talking about? You don't have to call me a brat at all, you just need to inform the God of Tea, and this brat and Xiao Ji will definitely come over to eat and drink."

"Hey, the people brought out by Yangruo copied and pasted all the good and bad things about Yangruo." Mart smiled and did not forget to mock Coach Yang.

Ji Canghai pulled up the chair and sat down: "God of the shop, you are guilty of saying this. When you were as old as a bastard, didn't you eat Yangruo's food every day?"

"It's called tradition! The good traditions of the competition area are small ones that rub off on the old, and we still have to keep it!"

Everyone was chatting and laughing, only Anzai buried himself in ordering in silence.

"Boy? Haven't you been in a good mood recently?" Mall had a smirk on his face and a sense of gloating.

"Hey, don't mention it." An Zai kept his eyes on the menu, shaking his head and pretending to be melancholy: "Look around the competition area, which team's ADC is worse than mine now? I don't even have a shot in a game without a team!"

Mart wiped his glasses with the corner of the tablecloth: "It's no wonder you believe me! The brat is very bad, I don't believe that Yang Ruo, that wily and calculating man, will not give you the same idea? It's probably holding back some big move and just waiting for the playoffs to come back again." How about hair?"

Lu Yuan was vigilant, squinting his eyes at Mart: "I said you wanted to find me for dinner for no reason. It turned out to be a grand banquet, and you're trying to trick us?"

"You understand me!" Mart smiled, and the conversation turned to An Zai: "But have you figured out the origin of that fat guy? I can see it, he is here for you!"

"How to say?"

"What's so difficult about this? Although the boy's style of play has habitual routines, he is a contradictory body. What he wants to do in the game can't be judged by common sense. But the fat boy knows exactly what the boy wants to do. Without hard work, it’s impossible.”

have to!Even Mart has figured out the way to go. Now the whole league and even outside the competition area know that she has met her nemesis, right?In the future, if OD opponents want to win the game, they will inevitably learn from Fat Boy first.

"Well, I met him when I was a passer-by before, and then uh... got a little bit of trouble"

An Zai succinctly talked about the little grievances with Fat Boy. Mart listened with gusto at first, but couldn't laugh when he heard An Zai's trumpet.

"IAZ is that you?"

"Ah what's wrong?"

"."

"No, no. God of the shop, I wouldn't have ridiculed you back then, too." An Zai really didn't have much confidence in her youthful self.

"Hehe~~ Don't worry, I don't hold grudges as much as Fat Boy."

"I really mocked you!"

"It's all a story about a trumpet, so don't mention it. It's just a sentence, brat, you were so cheap when you were young!"

Mart didn't talk about life and death, and An didn't dare to ask again, for fear of asking about her glorious deeds back then and wanting to smoke herself.

Just as the dishes were served, someone behind him patted Mart.

"Shop God."

Ann looked up again, and there was a chubby boy standing shyly behind Mart. He looked quite familiar. She knew that this boy was also a professional player, but his name... er... what's his name?

"APP?" Mart recognized it at a glance, no wonder, just finished the game with Q1, just shook hands on the court, no matter how bad his memory is, he will still remember it.

It's no wonder that An no longer remembers his name. The team that APP belongs to has the worst performance in the league. There are no star players or popular members in the team. There's no need to spend too much time studying their game.It was only because he had indeed played a game before that he could barely remember his appearance.

　Thanks to Big Fish, Chuyang Iris, Xia'an, Huihui, Three Points Heat, Ye Tian, ​​Anti-Strike Girl, Luo Shang, seven years of recommendation tickets wow~~ Fighting on the battlefield, just to protect our homeland.Just to guard you in front of the grave for the rest of your life after disarming and returning to the fields. ——Debon

　　


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