Chapter 1117 Effort: I Just Think They Are Noisy

"Wow!! We won! Lin Chengxi~~~Thank you for showing mercy!"

Eun Jung's voice is very sweet. It is estimated that even if she cuts her long hair short and dyes it white, it will be difficult for her to regain the domineering Riven Jing.

"No, no! Miss Eun Jung is too good. I admit defeat."

Lin Xiaocheng, the god of dragon pit, would never admit that he fell under the coquettish offensive of Mr. Xian Siye. Hearing this, Jiyeon couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Seeing that the two were still chatting, Jiyeon quickly drove Eun Jung away and sat in front of the computer to play the matching mode with Lin Cheng.

The two of them went to the bottom lane together, and Lin Cheng played support for Jiyeon.

Jiyeon's game level is very average. The female gun she operated is completely different from her instant sniper prince style. In addition, the high-ping warrior Lin Cheng chose Pike, which requires operation. The cooperation between the two is a bit lacking.

Lin Cheng always wanted to go up and operate despite 150 Ping. Under his strong drive, the two of them were in a dead end in the early stage, but the teammates also had bad news frequently, as if everyone came to practice heroes.

When the 15 minutes were up, Jiyeon surrendered.

"Hurry up and click! Our support is too bad."

Lin Cheng: "..."

You and I are thinking the same thing, but I think your problem is bigger.

"Okay! Go and rest, it's already late in Korea, right?"

"I'm not sleepy yet, let's..."

"Ah! Jiyeon! Hurry up and get ready for bed."

"Let me play for a while! Ouni~~~"

"Hurry up! If you don't come, you'll sleep on the floor."

Although the night owl Park Jiyeon was still very energetic, she couldn't stand the threats from the sisters, so she reluctantly said goodbye to Lin Cheng.

Finally, he didn't have to be tortured by the high delay anymore, and Lin Cheng immediately played a European server ranking to get a feel for it.

In this game, Lin Cheng filled in as a support. He did not ask his teammates for a position. Lin Cheng always played whatever position he was assigned.

His partner was RNG player Gala.

The two cooperated well in the bottom lane. As soon as they came to grab the second place, they successfully killed the opponent's duo.

Lin Cheng and Gala interacted with each other with crazy expressions.

But their IDs were too eye-catching. The opponent's jungler and mid laner began to take care of the bottom lane frequently.

His own teammates almost never came. The opponent's jungler came, the mid laner came, and even the top laner TPed over. Lin Cheng finally experienced the feeling of the opponent's bottom lane being imprisoned in the game.

The result was that the two were dead in the bottom lane.

And even if the opponent was crazy about ganking the bottom lane, their teammates in the upper half were still at a disadvantage.

When the 15 minutes were up, the teammates chose to surrender.

Gala sent a message: ganjindianleba (click it quickly)

This sentence sounded familiar.

It seems that Zhiyan also said it just now, but Gala did not add another game later, "Our support is too bad."

Lin Cheng began to reflect.

Is there such a possibility?

In the last game, it wasn't just Jiyeon who had problems. He also had a little problem playing the support role?

Of course, this game didn't really have much to do with Lin Cheng. If his teammates didn't help, anyone who got caught like this in the bottom lane wouldn't be able to play the game.

He didn't get his feel back. The familiar game made Lin Cheng a little depressed. Just then, Ji Shengxi notified the team group that it was time for dinner.

He walked slowly to the training room. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a circle of white cloth wrapped around Effort's forehead.

At first glance, Lin Cheng thought it was gauze, but soon he found the words "must win" written in black watercolor pen on the white cloth.

The little support looked melancholy, and the other teammates were watching the fun with a smile on their side.

Ji Shengxi also held the camera to the little support's face, "Anyway, you lost the chess game with Wang Hao, so look at it more open-mindedly and look more resolute!"

Seeing this, Lin Cheng knew that the little support was probably being tricked.

So, he deliberately said in a sarcastic tone: "Hey! Are you COSing Amumu? But the bandage seems to be a little short? Isn't it too perfunctory to just wrap the forehead? At least wrap the body."

Little Peanut: "Xianghao is wearing a bowl roll to cheer for us in advance for the finals, don't you stop making sarcastic remarks."

Japanese anime protagonists like to wrap a piece of white cloth on their foreheads to cheer themselves up when they do big things, but Lin Cheng doesn't know why these Korean otakus are doing this.

"You otakus should watch less Japanese anime. Don't you know that people also wrap white cloth when they are buried? How unlucky."

Teammate: "······"

If you can't talk, you can shut up!

Effort looked at Ji Shengxi a little aggrieved, "Can you not post the photo on SNS? Brother Wang Hao only said that he would cheer for everyone like this after losing, but he didn't say that he would post it online."

"Oh! It doesn't matter! Xianghao's look is very handsome."

Ji Shengxi said perfunctorily while moving the camera to find the angle.

"It's really handsome! But I think it's missing something?"

Lin Cheng grabbed the watercolor pen next to him and moved forward, pretending to paint on Effort's face.

The little assistant naturally didn't want Lin Cheng to paint on his face, but unfortunately Lin Cheng was too powerful, so he hugged the little brother and forcibly drew a square mustache under his nose.

A real Taijun image was born.

Effort's head is a bit big, and the style of painting with a brush mustache is really comical.

"Look at it! Is Xianghao handsome?"

After Lin Cheng showed his work, everyone burst into laughter, and Mr. Dai, who was drinking water, almost choked.

Lin Cheng also laughed heartlessly.

But Chi Shengxi took care of the little assistant's emotions and glared at everyone with a stern face: "No laughing! Whoever laughs again will not be allowed to have dinner."

Everyone quickly held back their arrogant laughter.

"What's so funny? Is it funny?"

Chi Shengxi almost shouted out with gritted teeth.

Because she also wanted to laugh.

At this time, the coach walked in.

Kang Dongxun came in and took a glance and knew that everyone was bullying the little brother again, and he also joked.

"Yo! Xianghao, did someone shoot you in the head? Or were you attacked by fans because you gave away too many games?"

However, after getting closer and seeing Effort's appearance clearly, Mr. Kang Dongxun was stunned for a moment. He leaned over and took a closer look at the beard on Effort's face, and laughed out loud after a delay of two or three seconds.

"Is there no one in the world you care about anymore? The style is quite unique!"

Now everyone couldn't hold it back, and they all laughed wildly.

Only two people didn't laugh.

The assistant looked melancholy.

Ji Shengxi comforted him, "It's okay! Xianghao is actually very handsome like this."

Effort turned his head and leaned towards Ji Shengxi: "Then can you not post the photo online?"

Ji Shengxi was already having a hard time holding it back, but when he saw his funny mustache up close, Ji Shengxi finally couldn't help it.

"Puchi~~~"

She turned her head away and laughed out loud.

Effort glanced at the laughing crowd with a dead fish eye.

People's joys and sorrows are not connected.

He just thought they were noisy.