E-Sport’s Group Pampered Omega

But fortunately, this analogy made Xia Tong regain her energy, and she devoted herself to the career of "arithmetic rope skipping", and was beaten throughout the afternoon. Lin Mingfei still worried about Xia Tong crying several times, but later found out that his worries were unnecessary. Not only did Xia Tong not cry, but also a bit more frustrated and courageous posture, and the two continued to train until dinner.

During dinner, He Youjin came again, saying that he would fix the exact time for the training match with Lin Mingfei.

"The Calabash Team." He Youjin felt uncomfortable after chanting this inferior name, and coughed: "I'm telling you, they are a bit anxious."

"Aren't the teams that can't make it in the qualifiers plan to practice for two more days?" Zhou Yanjun rolled his eyes and said, "Is this a hurry to send him off?"

"Maybe in a hurry to get our heads." Lin Mingfei said lightly, resting his cheek in one hand and tapping his cheek with five fingers: "Did they get any new secret weapons?"

"Hey, you guessed Zero!" He Youjin clapped his hands with a solemn expression: "I asked someone to find out. This year the team named Shui Jiji was sold to a rich second generation who played tickets."

"So what?" Zhou Yanjun poked Shiya with his thumb: "Our young master is also a rich second generation!"

"I'm a fart rich second generation, don't talk nonsense." Shi Yatong opened his hand: "I'm a middle class at best."

"Well, it's the second generation of real rich, the money richer has no place to spend." He Youjin said: "So I bought three strong Alpha players from the European Division in one go! Two of them are Russian!"

Zhou Yanjun took a deep breath: "Hiss! Maozi!"

Bo Yu: "The fighting nation."

Shi Ya: "I heard that I can fight bears with bare hands!"

After they finished the comments one after another, they all turned to look at the little Omega at the table.

Xia Tong was eating a piece of fried asparagus, and she couldn't swallow it when she was stared at. The small green plant of "Ba Ha" slipped from her mouth, dumbfounded.

"Okay, don't look at him." Lin Mingfei knocked on the edge of the table and warned, "What about the fighting nation? We are not in a boxing match."

"Emmmm, think for the good!" Zhou Yanjun said: "At least they don't understand the language!"

"Then I have to remind you that the remaining two nationality players have been arrested and sent to educational institutions to supplement English, one-on-one, and tongue-rolling practice!" He Youjin said.

"Really?" Zhou Yanjun asked in shock.

"I told me from the inside of the league office!" He Youjin said mysteriously and gravely.

"Fang Haoyang?" Lin Mingfei interjected.

He Youjin froze for a long time, reluctantly admitting: "...Um."

"The credibility should be quite high." Lin Mingfei said.

"And unfortunately, I guessed it." He Youjin gritted his teeth and rubbed his fingernails for a while and said: "Fang Haoyang's dog has already designed the poster for our training game. It is called the Friendship Exhibition. , Contacted three live broadcast platforms, and planned all the **** plans with sponsorship, publicity, and so on. This is simply a public execution!"

"Wow." Lin Mingfei sighed with false emotion.

"Don't wow, I want to recruit big brother." He Youjin thumped his leg anxiously: "The situation is urgent, my eyebrows are burning!"

"You're anxious, the parties are not in a hurry." Lin Mingfei raised his jaw towards Xia Tong: "Look, it doesn't affect eating at all."

He Youjin: "...he is stupid and you are stupid too!"

Xia Tong chopped up the rice in the bowl three times, wiped his mouth and got up, and said arrogantly, "I'm going to train!"

"Go ahead." Lin Mingfei laughed, and rushed to He You to enter his mouth. "Look, he is not stupid at all."

After entering the game, Xia Tong did not blindly go to the arena immediately, for fear that he would be hammered on the ground after entering the game alone, and his mentality would burst. He collected more than a dozen tutorials and guides for wizards in the forum, coded them one by one, compared and analyzed them, and systematically listed the advantages and disadvantages of each configuration and output cycle, and then put them on the map with many people. Choose players of different professions to duel.

After fighting people in a real duel, Xia Tong realized how much room he needed to improve. When he was in three rows with Zhou Yanjun and Bo Yu before, he was taking advantage of the fact that the other party did not understand their personal situation and let Bo Yu. Chong with Zhou Yanjun in the front to attract firepower, he hid behind and took advantage of the opportunity to output. He also won a lot of opportunistic games, but when Zhenger Bajing confronted people to feed skills, his ending besides rolling on the ground was on the ground. roll.

It’s not unreasonable that the two melee professions, Axe Warrior and Paladin, have a large number of players. They stick face 12345, as long as they get the first hand, they can dry the crispy profession with only a layer of blood, simple and rough, Xia Tong backs it down. With so many output routines, I only used it once with ten people, and only won that time.

Xia Tong was very uncomfortable, declined the invitation from his teammates to form a row, and meditated for a long time alone, looking back at the process and details of the only duel that he had just won, until ten o'clock in the evening, he was still hanging in the game, and suddenly the game was played. The interface was disconnected, and he was forced out of the game ten seconds later, the lights in the "cocoon" were all off, and the door slowly opened.

Xia Tong was still a little dazed, and she looked up and saw Lin Mingfei standing outside the "cocoon" door, holding her arms.

"Zero..."

"What time is it." Lin Mingfei looked lightly, lifted his chin, "Go to sleep."

"but......"

"Go to sleep." Lin Mingfei repeated it again, his tone aggravated slightly, "I will get up for a morning run at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning, have you forgotten?"

"Oh yes!"

Xia Tong suddenly woke up and stood up in his seat dizzy. When he stepped out of the hatch, his feet were unbalanced, and when he tripped on the metal pedal, his whole person fell forward uncontrollably.

"Ah..." He exclaimed shortly, his heart plummeting rapidly, being held tightly by his sense of weightlessness, and then being supported by a pair of powerful warm arms, wrapped in a firm embrace.

Across the thin cotton material, Xia Tong's side face was close to the other's chest, and he could hear another kind of "thumping" heartbeat covering her hastily flustered heartbeat and breathing. Moreover, he smelled the faint, refreshing scent of white sandalwood again.

"Why don't you sleep anymore?" Lin Mingfei's voice is soft and magnetic, like a melodious cello playing in his ears, his tone seems to be reproach, but also feels distressed.

"I...I'm not sleepy." Xia Tong's mind burned into a ball of paste, and she couldn't even focus her eyes. She just felt that she was completely intoxicated and sunk in this invisible gentle village. "It's my feet, my feet are numb."

Lin Mingfei hummed softly from the depths of her throat, wondering whether it was a petting smile or a ridicule, and then he bent over and hugged Xia Tong horizontally.

"Hey..." Before Xia Tong had expected it, she hooked Lin Mingfei's neck subconsciously, and then she was ashamed as a cooked shrimp, "What are you doing... What are you doing!"

"Didn't it mean that your feet are numb?" Lin Mingfei turned around leisurely, looking down at him, quite interesting.

"Only, it's just that my feet are numb..." Xia Tong murmured indistinctly, her fingers trembling tightly on the fabric on the back of Alpha's neck.

"Then I just hug you..." Lin Mingfei lowered her head, her voice lowered, and a warm breath sprinkled on his cheek like a cloud, "What do you think? A bad thing."

"No, I didn't think about it." Xia Tong blushed and dripped blood. After being in contact with society for so long, he felt that some chaotic parts of his mind were gradually being discovered, and he seemed to be able to melt into the surrounding environment more and more. He became more and more sensitive and his emotions changed, just like now, although he can't tell why he feels ashamed, but...

Lin Mingfei seemed to find his reaction like this interesting, and added a lowly and meaningfully: "Anyway, there is no one now, isn't it?"

Xia Tong stammered for a while: "You--"

Before he could say anything to blame, Lin Mingfei put him down on the ground. Alpha supported him with one arm, and freed his hand to unscrew the door of his bedroom.

"Okay, I will deliver it home." Lin Mingfei smiled softly, "I feel that the red scarf on his chest is more vivid."

Xia Tong: "..."

"Our training match...when will it be played?" He remembered that Lin Mingfei was going to agree on a training match date with He Youjin tonight, and couldn't help asking.

"It's a week later, it can't be too late."

"Oh......"

Xia Tong lowered her head and couldn't tell what emotions were in her heart. The string that was not loose at all was tightened even more.

"Don't be too anxious, follow my schedule, everything will be fine." Lin Mingfei leaned forward and leaned against his forehead, "Trust me, okay?"

"it is good......"

"Good night, see you tomorrow."

"Ok......"

When she woke up, Xia Tong realized that the road of cultivation was far from over.

His legs were as if they were soaked in two cylinders of vinegar. They were sour and swelling and unable to lift their strength, and his knees were still trembling slightly.

He tremblingly supported the wall and walked to the bathroom to wash, and then tremblingly supported the wall out of the bedroom, feeling like an elderly man in his seventies or eighties, desperately in need of a cane.

When he bumped into Zhou Yanjun, the fat man sighed while shaking his head, "I know that if you don’t exercise for a long time, and suddenly exercise vigorously, the muscles will produce a large amount of lactic acid by anaerobic fermentation. This will happen every once in a while. This pain must be experienced once in time."

Xia Tong cried and said, "My leg hurts when I touch it now!"

"Oh, when I see you, I think of Andersen's fairy tales." Shi Ya was distressed and funny on the side: "Have you heard the story of the little mermaid? For the one you love, replace the legs with the fish's tail, but every step you take It’s like walking on the tip of a knife—"

"Hey, hello!" Zhou Yanjun looked panicked: "Don't talk about Timer, I have pictures."

At this time, Lin Mingfei came over again leisurely on a mountain bike.

"He's here, he's here." Bo Yu poked Xia Tong's shoulder and warned: "He is here pushing the Devil's Bike."

Xia Tong let out a "gudong" and swallowed in horror.

"Good morning, are you still doing morning exercises today?" Lin Mingfei looked at Xia Tong with a faint smile, her ears pointed like a fairy, and her tone was a little provocative: "The Little Mermaid?"

Xia Tong: "..."

After a few seconds, he strained his face and squeezed out a word in anger: "I'll ride!"