【Double Dragon Group】Rationality and My Grace

Chapter 16

107.

After a magnificent ten-game winning streak, a team ushered in two consecutive losses, which was unexpected by everyone.

Passers-by brushed "拓打拓" indifferently, waiting to see the jokes. Only the sincere fans were in a hurry. After all, few people can bear the big dive of the state change-this is a young team, younger and more exciting. Work hard and be in better condition, but you have to pay the price for the word "young".

Jiu Tun-douji's face was extremely pale, he almost held back his anger and shook hands with QXQ's people one by one.

Thinking about it at a glance, I guess it's not much better, otherwise Guanhu wouldn't be too frightened to chat with him.

To be honest, it’s fine if you get knocked out 2-0 like in OWO, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, but...

Let one chase two, what a dreamy word—

It's a pity that it was QXQ who "chased the second", not them.

It's this kind of thinking that "so we are the buffoons playing the boss of the Tao", which can easily defeat many people.In fact, many people have been defeated by it long ago—they didn’t even think about winning the championship at all when they played games, but how to make more profits. However, they had to face a more cruel reality.

The atmosphere in the lounge was colder than usual.

Qing Xingdeng and Tanuki stopped talking, the air was at least half cooled.

The reason can be guessed at a glance. The moment QXQ won the game just now, the extremely loud cheers at the scene may become a haze for many people.

Reason tells Yimulian that this is normal, Q City is QXQ's home stadium, and you can use your toes to know which side is the most popular.

He's just a little uncomfortable.

In the morning, he told the coach about Huang's idea of ​​changing the line. The coach smoked a cigarette and asked him "What do you think?" He stared at the scallion pancakes on the plate for a long time, and finally did not raise objections Just say "I haven't played wild before, so I don't know, but he probably thinks right".

The coach looked at him deeply and said, "You young people".

The tone is very helpless.

"Are you still arguing?" the coach asked again.

"No."

"Let your mule turn the fart."

"..."

"Coach, I'm not blind, and I can still see the difference. I won't say much else, but the experience summed up by people who have been here will tell you that the more you want to hide, the more you can't hide. It is really a way to keep both parties calm and rational." It’s a good method, but it only treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and it hurts people after a long time.”

Yimulian thought for a long time, but didn't understand how to answer the question.

He didn't want to just hang out, and he also understood the principle of early death and early rebirth. If Huang hadn't made that promise and forcibly demolished his steps, he would have already rejected it.

He didn't want to hurt his friend's feelings, so he had to push Huang to a corner.

But why not Huang?

The two people who are also in a dead end are only tied desperately by a rope called reason, and they live in peace for the time being, but it is an uncertain time bomb, which may explode suddenly one day.

Thinking about it at a glance, he must have a thick skin, no matter how nervous he is, he can still pretend to be okay on the surface every day. If he really wants to be replaced by someone else, at least a more irritable guy, he will pinch him in the base. Take advantage of the situation to break the grace, I will not play when you play, let's see who can consume the other...

Forget it, he is not such a person.

The coach agreed with Huang's plan and proposed changes to the hero B/P. This is how he won the first game. He had four guarantees and one ADC, and they had four guarantees and one jungler. They killed the opponent in an unconventional way Upside down.

However, the lane change plan can only be used once or twice occasionally, and it is very easy to be targeted. In the second game, the three ban positions from QXQ were all given to the jungler. A set of tactics is considered useless.

When losing, the coach is calmer than anyone else.

Yimulian didn't dare to pay attention to Huang's expression, and saw the coach snapping his fingers at him, with a cigarette in his mouth, asking him if he would go out for a smoke together.

108.

Yimulian agreed, but the coach failed to pull him to talk about life.

"Excuse me, borrow it."

Huang patted him on the shoulder from behind - using the word "catch" was closer to reality, and directly pulled him back even the steps he took.

The coach snorted: "Your family is single, is it still your turn to borrow from me?" After speaking, he waved his hand and went to smoke alone.

After the game, they had to prepare for the post-match press conference. It was their turn after QXQ ended, and there was a long break between them. Qing Xingdeng’s eyes were red just now. Although the tears did not fall, he had to touch up more makeup when facing the camera .

In less than 2 minutes, the rest of the lounge disappeared.

Smoking is prohibited in the lounge, and I don’t even want to smoke at Yimu. When I took out the cigarette case, there was no movement. I put my index finger on the iron box and caressed it casually, so casually that it was a bit deliberate, just like all young people who are about to face job interviews. At a loss.

Huang leaned on the back of his chair, quietly watching the live broadcast of QXQ's post-match interview, and seemed to have no intention of opening his mouth.

If you don't open it, don't open it.

The more Yimulian thought about it, the more he sat upright.

On the TV, QXQ's AD is still talking freely: "The old man's laning ability must still be a strong character. The keen sense of smell and intuition are not accurate. QUQ's jungler still wants to catch the old man? No way, gerogero!"

He thought of Guan Hu who had been on the bench for half a year, and thought that the reality should be so cruel.

Cuisine is the original sin, good condition is the capital of arrogance, as long as you don't lose, you can say anything.

——Even such an indirect provocation is fine.

Yimulian heard the sound of the phone falling to the ground.

Huang got up to pick up the phone, and sat back after confirming that the screen was not broken, smiling unabated: "Do you have the quick-acting reassurance pill?"

"Yes." He also fumbled in his pocket seriously, and found a box of xylitol, still blueberry flavored: "Do you want it?"

"……forget it."

"You don't really think I carry medicine with me?"

"Why don't I believe what you said?"

"..."

Yimulian is really restless.

After losing the game today, he more or less had to take the blame. After a round of bot lane, he seemed to have completely forgotten how the mid laner should roam with the jungler. So much so that in the last two rounds, there was almost no spark in the middle-field linkage.

Huang was in a bad state before, but this time Huang returned to normal and took a shot, but he lost the chain.

"Someone is always going to be disappointed."

Huang seemed to be comforting him.

But he is not sad, there is only one word difference between uncomfortable and sad, but the emotions covered are completely different, he does not feel sad.

So he held the cigarette case in his left hand and the iron box of xylitol in his right hand, and he felt calm enough before he said, "It's not your style to comfort people with such words."

"I have no style."

"You have. You used to take the blame."

"I don't think you have the pot, why should I grab it?"

He suddenly had a headache, so painful that he wanted to have a BoomShakalaka live, with slogans, online anchors, and spiral explosions.

He couldn't help but said to himself: Have you reached your limit so soon?

As it turns out, yes.

Huang's capital of thousands of fans is not built, so he glanced over flatly, not very profound, and there were not many private goods in his eyes, but it happened to catch up with him when he was least defensive-he was in a daze , He will stare at the target of his attention for a long time, so long that just looking at each other is enough to make him speechless and even unable to defend himself.

Huang opened his mouth again and said something, it was so sincere.

His brain was working, and he didn't hear what that sentence was.

But he guessed, most of them were calling his name.

"One eye at a time..."

or.

"Yimulian?"

It could be.

"At a glance."

He is selfish, self-righteous and selfless to others, making concessions as much as possible within his tolerance range, or meeting the needs of the other party, the prerequisite is, "within his tolerance range."He pretended to be clever and wanted to prolong the front line, counting on non-existent rationality to cause trouble, and this matter was exposed in such an anticlimactic way, so he kindly delayed the matter of life and death with one sentence until now.

Even if he clearly thinks this way in his heart, he has to admit that when people are negative, they are always more prone to emotional outbursts, and they are more courageous—mostly with desperate despair, they dare to do things that they dare not do, and say no. If you dare to say it, your brain is gone, almost like another person.

There is no more suitable opportunity.

Walking out of this room, he will change back to the usual Yimulian, which one is he usually?He doesn't know, anyway, it's not the present.

"'Jungle Quality Inspector' is you, right?"

he finally said.

It's hard for him not to notice Huang's astonishment for a moment, he wears invisibility, the world is extremely clear, and Huang is sitting next to him, so big that a little finger can be seen even with a little hook.

However, this does not prevent him from being released after serving a life sentence. Gradually, his back began to break free from the shackles, began to lose strength, and began to slump on the seat a little bit. This arc would reveal his lack of security and make him look helpless. .

He actually said it.

——Once he thinks about procrastinating, until the playoffs, until next season, he will only have more and more worries... Since they all need a place to vent their emotions, he simply listened to the coach's alarmist words just once.

Huang came to his senses faster than he imagined, obviously he didn't have any expectations for that vest.

In other words, it was intentional at all.

"I thought you would be smarter and choose to play dumb."

What Huang said is right, even Yimulian himself thinks so, if he is still thinking about taking a step back, he should say haha ​​at this time, "I guess you know who that crappy naming method is. ", or "Ten Buddha jumps over the wall, how much private money have you hidden behind the back of the whole club".

But he couldn't say it.

Fortunately, Huang probably never thought that he could be so considerate.

He said, "Do you have the skills? If you don't have the skills, let me say it?"

This was obviously a joke, but Huang suppressed his smile: "You are not happy in the live broadcast, since you are not duoing with me, I hope you will be happier."

After a pause, he added, "I missed the appointment."

It's true that Huang is very polite. He doesn't swear in games, and it is difficult to hear dirty words in life. He is still very polite even today.

How polite is it?

As polite as Qing Xingdeng said, the word mmp only exists in the eyes.

Yimu didn't even think about mentioning that "promise", that's nothing, it's nothing more than an indispensable piece of criminal evidence.

He said, "I know what I did, so don't excuse me."

"..."

"That would just look hypocritical."

Huang was silent for a moment, and then said: "I thought you suddenly figured it out and decided to have a fight."

"Feel sorry."

"At a glance."

"Ok?"

"I won't just say good things just because I like you. There are many mid laners who are better than you. You are stable, and they may make fewer mistakes than you."

"..."

Yimu Lian sighed.

He was about to guess what Huang was going to say again, their tacit understanding was always surprisingly good.

Ah, after all, Nakano's best partner.

He seemed to see his exhaled breath turn into a cloud and rise up for a while, and then slowly disappear, even though it was in the heated lounge.

Huang's voice was also very calm, as if he had thought too much about it.

"But you'll be the best for me."

tbc