Chapter 127： I have a "tough" aura

The manager received the phone call and waited at the gate of the base for a long time.

Originally, he was going to pick up the two in person. When he learned that the other party would drive over by himself, he dispelled this idea and waited downstairs.

In the new season of the Lgt Club, the official list of members has not yet been announced. The e-sports circle believes that the other party will follow the other teams and use the old members.

Joining Lgt does not mean that Mo Fan has formally settled on the throne of the start. There is a three-day buffer period between the two sides.

During this time, full members of Lgt will bring the two together to compete in Hanbok. After these three days, the club will officially announce. Of course, the premise is that the two passed the test.

The manager instructed the other party to park the car in the base garage, the door of the driver's seat opened, and a tall and slender figure got out of the car. Turning around, a handsome face of the man was revealed, and a black coat made people feel a sense of anger.

The co-pilot got a young man down at the same time, wearing a snow-white down jacket. The youth was fair-faced, and a small face was buried in the fluff of the brim of the hat. Said to be young, but more like a psychic teenager.

The man in black quickly walked a few steps, finishing the coat for the half-headed young man, and then the two walked together to the manager who was waiting.

In the afternoon, the management staff of the base were waiting at the door, and the players stayed in the training room for training. The spring season is coming, and the training time is full.

However, a few people who were devoted to training on weekdays were a little absent this time. Strong curiosity, like a brush, stirred the hearts of young players. They look forward to this player who maintains a record of victory.

The assistants who are going to retire are all present with the jungler. They will stay in the club for the next three days for a final farewell. They need to confirm if the opponent really has the ability to bring Lgt to the top.

The staff was instructed to take their luggage to their room, and the manager led them to visit the club structure.

The entrance is a living room similar to a reception occasion, and on the other side is a dining room and kitchen. The second floor is the team's training room, as well as meeting rooms and office space. The third floor is the team player's dormitory, two for each.

Originally, AD was arranged in the same room with the assistant, but Mo Fan and Fu Ling proposed to live together, and the manager would naturally not sing against them in such a trivial matter.

After walking around the entire base, several people finally went to the training room.

The training room is large, with a long table on one side, three computers on each side, and a sofa and coffee table on the other side for team members to rest. Small compartments in the room are equipped with refrigerators, water dispensers and other things.

A few people sitting in front of the computer pretended to move the mouse and keyboard, but their eyes glanced towards the two people at the door from time to time.

The manager clapped his hands and laughed, "Don't pretend, get up and meet our new players."

Despite making countless times in their hearts, Lgt members were taken aback when these two youths, who were nothing like professional players, walked in front of themselves.

"This is Ling Ling, whose real name is Ling Qijun. You have always been curious about the winning streak king. This one is an auxiliary. His real name is Mo Fan. Does Xu Wenwei know?

Xu Wenwei, who had been named, had not recovered from his surprise, and responded with a rush.

Mo Fan in his memory was a dumb young man with heavy eyes, but this one had big clear eyes in front of him and his face was delicate and fair. If it wasn't for the manager who said it was the same person, he would not recognize the other person.

After introducing each other, a group of people was slightly restrained. Xu Wenwei wondered, "Are you really Mo Fan?"

Mo Fan smiled slightly, "Yes."

"I don't recognize you, it's changed a lot."

"Just take off the glasses."

At the beginning of Xu Wenwei, a group of young people were in their twenties and twenties, and soon became one.

"I can't see it, Ling Ling is younger than us." It looks so serious, it feels like facing the elders.

Mo Fan replied, "He just looks more mature."

Lgt Zhongdan is a 19-year-old boy, hee hee, "Then you are relatively young."

Indeed, Mo Fan took off his glasses and seemed to be too high a student.

Ling Ling stood aloof, and at first a few people did not dare to talk, but later found that the other party just looked indifferent, and said less, so he let go.

In the evening, a welcome party arranged by the club was chosen at a hot pot restaurant. Winter is not over yet, and eating hot pot is a good choice.

A man's friendship is sometimes simple. A meal and a glass of wine can be called a brother or a brother. Eating hot pot is the most activity that can promote communication. After eating halfway, a group of people is like a group of people.

The two did not intend to conceal the relationship. When Mo Fan was talking to others, Xun Ling would give people hot dishes and vegetables, and in the eyes of others, he was a good brother who looked after others. Judging by age, it's not at all inconsistent.

Seeing this scene, a few people had no restraint at the beginning. Xuan Ling's indifference was also diluted.

Careful attention to Ling Ling is more a worship of idols. Speaking of which, none of the Lgt team is a fan of Ling.

They are also professional players, and they are not weak, but they can't do as much as bullying. Seeing real people and bringing in the characters in the game, there is more and more hesitation in facing idols.

During training, professional players are not allowed to drink, so as not to affect the feel of operation. Today, the two men joined the team on the first day, and the manager specifically released the restrictions, and the crowd was drunk.

After settling the bill, a group of people walked back to back and forth. Mo Fan rarely drinks alcohol in this body. After a few glasses of beer, his face is flushed with red eyes.

"A Ling."

"Ok."

"Hug."

Ling Ling swept over the manager who was coming in from outside and wanted to help him. He put people in his arms, put the weight of the other person on himself, and went out.

"Do you need help?"

"It's all right."

When I came here, a group of people came by taxi because we expected this to happen. Adding a car, a large number of people returned to the base.

Drunk Mo Fan was particularly sticky, and Ling Ling had no choice but to hold the person firmly in his arms to block the abnormal place.

The manager and the two of them were in a car and asked, "Mo Fan is all right? I should have known the cubs to converge."

Ling Ling was staring down at Mo Fan's ruddy face, unable to see clearly, only a little hoarse voice, "It's all right, just sleep."

The manager did not listen to the privacy of others, suppressed curiosity in his heart, and looked at the dark night sky outside. At one moment, the car was extra quiet.

When he got to the base, he got out of the car, and Ling Ling directly hugged people and walked into the house.

The manager who just paid: ...

Is there something wrong with this posture?

They followed the car. When Ling Ling came in, a row of people sat idly on the sofa, eyes closed.

They drink a lot better than Mo Fan, but they are confused and conscious.

Xu Ling told the manager and hugged the person directly into the room belonging to the two of them.

Hanging soup is being cooked in the kitchen, and Ling Ling goes downstairs to a bowl and heads straight up again.

Zhong Dan bumped Xu Wenwei with his arm, "Hey, what's their relationship? So good?"

Xu Wenwei whispered without knowing.

The middle order just asked casually. When Xu Wenwei said he didn't know, he stopped asking, and talked to the other order.

Coaxed Mo Fan to drink hangover soup, Fu Ling stripped the person clean and kept it to the bathroom. When taking a bath, Mo Fan was a bit entangled, and Ling Ling didn't hold back. He bullied people in the bathroom.

At this moment, Mo Fan was completely out of strength, and softly lay on someone, and let the other party bathe and wipe himself.

I came back early yesterday and fell asleep after tossing. Mo Fan awakened more than eight o'clock.

When I went downstairs, the cooking aunt was preparing breakfast, and each of them was sitting at the table to eat.

"You guys are so early." The manager just came back from outside and saw the two sitting at the table eating and smiling.

Say hello, the manager sits down, "Since I saw you, I just said to you. The Hanbok number has been prepared for you these days. You borrow the original jungler and auxiliary number of our team. Their No. is a master. In a few days I will give you a 30-level diamond trumpet.

Diamonds are easy to get, and you can buy them for a few hundred dollars. There are fewer masters and more expensive.

What the manager suddenly thought, and then said, "Or do you want a trumpet that hasn't been ranked?"

The manager would like to see what kind of waves would happen if Ling Ling had a complete victory in Hanbok.

The two looked at each other, Mo Fan said, "I haven't played in the rankings. Let's fight by ourselves."

"can."

The manager had already eaten breakfast and sat on the cell phone for a while. When they saw that they had finished eating, they took them to the training room.

Two computers were added to the two ends of the long table in the training room, but not for Mo Fan and Xun Ling, but for Lgt's original playing field and assistance.

During the game, AD and auxiliary positions are usually arranged together, so the computer table, the auxiliary sits in a row with AD, and the singles in the singles play three in a row.

Taking into account the closeness of Mo Fan and Fu Ling, the manager arranged the position of Fu Ling to the left of Mo Fan. In other words, one side is the middle single to follow the order, the other side is playing jungler, assisting and adding AD, Mo Fan sits in the middle.

The sitting position is actually very casual, mainly because after getting used to using a computer, everyone's seat is fixed. After all, no one moves a desktop computer around.

In front of the two are two brand new computers that are turned on, all the tools on the desktop are changed, and the game has been installed.

"We use general-purpose equipment for this computer. If you have your own, you can replace it."

A team of people have account and password managers. After telling each other, the manager said, "This is Hanbok. I don't know if you have played it before. You can go up and experience it. It is two concepts that are completely different from national clothes."

"Ok."

"If you don't know what you can ask me, or someone else, if you don't have any questions, you can adapt first, then I will go out first."

Farewell to the manager, the two boarded the Hanbok.

"Do you know what hanbok means?" Mo Fan asked not that he didn't know it, but asked Ling Ling whether he knew it.

Sure enough, Ling Ling shook his head.

"Hanbok is a server in South Korea. LoL servers in different countries are different, like China is a national service, and the United States is a US service. The player level of Hanbok is much higher than the national service. Would you like to play a game?"

"it is good."

Mo Fan checked the sub-list of the next Hanbok. The king needs 800 win points, which is 200 points higher than the national service. ; The numbers of the two are master 500 and master 600 respectively, which is not much different from the king.

Regardless of which server it is in, the ranking of this segment and the time it takes to match a match will take several minutes.

The training room is not their own home. Someone may come at any time. The two are sitting properly, and only their two hands are tightly pulled together.

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