When Zhou Lingxing came to the spare training room, Su Heng was staring at the computer screen intently.

The team battle below the screen was about to break out, and the Sword Saint she controlled was still in the grass in the enemy's wild area, waiting for breath.

The people on the opposite side couldn't help but start a group and try to disperse the team after they drove.

The four of Su Heng rolled the keyboard with one hand, and they were dead and ran away.

She frowned and still didn't take any action.

Seeing that the Sword Saint had no intention of coming out, the teammates simply threw the pot and kicked their legs to the death, and rushed up to do it, which caused quite a few casualties.

A smile slipped through Su Heng's eyes and drove from behind to the battlefield.

Seeing the crunchy eyes in the residual blood, he went up without blinking, and the mid laner fell down. He opened the e-level a two-stroke and refreshed the Q skill and cut in again, and Adc fell down.

Seeing that the two Cs on the opposite side became dead souls under the sword saint, the teammate immediately followed.

Su Heng glanced at the blood volume of the top laner and jungler on the opposite side, and extended his black hand to the trembling enemy assist.

After the support fell, the teammates also polished the blood limits of the other two to almost complete.

Su Heng bent his eyebrows and eyes, and used up only 100 blues left, casting the last q.

The sword saint's avatar and the huge five-kill word appeared above the screen. In less than five seconds, the opponent surrendered.

Before she could exit the game interface, laughter suddenly came from behind.

Su Heng turned around reflexively and saw Zhou Lingxing's playful expression on his face.

The man covered his mouth, his chest fluttering with laughter, and he had no intention of stopping at all.

Su Heng stared at him quietly for a while, and then slowly spoke up after the man calmed down: "What's so funny?"

Zhou Lingxing looked down and said, "It's okay, the training match is over, go back."

She didn't want to delve into it, so she turned off the computer and stood up and walked out.

There were not many people coming and going to the club at night, only a few dizzy lights left in the corridor.

The two walked side by side, but neither of them wanted to break the silence.

When he was about to arrive at the training room, the man suddenly seemed to be inadvertently asking: "Want to use the Sword Saint in the next game?"

Su Heng did not give a positive answer, but his sure eyes gave Zhou Lingxing a affirmation.

Zhou Lingxing nodded and opened the door for her: "Remember to report to the coach."

Su Heng nodded and walked into the house.

Actually, I want to ask him what he thinks about using the Sword Saint in the next game, and I also want to ask him why he laughed just now.

But whenever I see the cold expression on this man's face that is exactly the same as him, I can't speak again.

Among the entire team, Zhou Lingxing was the only person who could not see through her.

Sun He wants to win and is obsessed with the pursuit of his dreams.

Lao Yu is careless and always likes to eat and drink, but he is the one who is most devoted to the competition.

Even Wave, who had always been inconsistent with her, did not forgive her, but she knew that the boy had a soft heart that hated evil.

Only Zhou Lingxing seemed to care about nothing, and seemed to be unable to escape from his palm.

She couldn't even feel Zhou Lingxing's enthusiasm for games, but if she didn't like it, why did she play a profession?

Su Heng rubbed her temples, and the sleepiness in her mind began to clamor. She hurriedly said hello to the living room and went upstairs.

The old fish downstairs looked at the girl who was heading straight to the second floor with curiosity, and blinked at Zhou Lingxing: "Is she going to sleep again?"

Zhou Lingxing took out a pack of cigarettes from somewhere and looked over again: "People care about yourself."

After saying that, he ignored how Lao Yu stomped his feet behind his back, and took his coat and walked out.

Wave poked his head out from behind Lao Yu, holding a lollipop in his mouth, and asked in confusion: "Brother Ling hasn't smoked much recently?"

After hearing what Wave said, Sun He realized that Zhou Lingxing was going out to smoke and gradually frowned.

After pondering for a moment, Sun He followed him out.

As soon as Sun He opened the door, he smelled the scent of smoke. He looked in the direction where the smoke came. Zhou Lingxing leaned against the wall, the cigarette in one hand flickered and the other hand held the cell phone, making a phone call.

Zhou Lingxing saw the door open, and only glanced lightly, turned his back and said to the person on the phone: "Well, next Tuesday."

Maybe he had just smoked a cigarette, his voice was a little dull and he sounded full of thoughts.

"Okay, please contact me then." Zhou Lingxing hung up the phone after he said that.

When Sun He saw Zhou Lingxing finishing the phone call, he slowly approached, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Lingxing took a sip of cigarette, with a blur in his eyes, but he didn't say anything for a long time.

He knew what Sun He wanted to ask, and what Sun He saw. Years of tacit understanding made the communication between the two particularly simple, but because of tacit understanding, his disguise was invisible in front of Sun He.

After a long time, when the cigarette on Zhou Lingxing's hand was almost over, he slowly spoke: "Let Su Heng play next Tuesday's game."

Sun He didn't know why, but he still replied slowly: "Su Heng only knows two heroes, if they are targeted..."

"She said she wanted to play the Sword Saint," Zhou Lingxing interrupted Sun He.

Sun He was surprised: "Sword Saint? How is it possible? I don't agree, and the coach won't agree."

Zhou Lingxing was not surprised by Sun He's opposition. He popped up the cigarette butt that was about to burn out in his hand and said in a deep voice: "What she wants to do will not be done just because you and the coach disagree."

Sun He raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a teasing voice: "Oh? How do you know?"

A cool breeze hit, and the remaining ash on the ground was blown away, whirling on the concrete ground.

Zhou Lingxing looked at Sun He and glanced at the unknown light in the distance: "Feeling."

Before Sun He could continue to tease, Zhou Lingxing said again: "I called Jiang Yuan over the day after tomorrow."

"Why are you asking him to come?" Sun He had calmed down. Since Zhou Lingxing had told him about this matter now, there must be a way. Otherwise, according to Zhou Lingxing's personality, there would be no need to raise the things that could not be solved.

"How many people who play lol don't want to play output positions? Su Heng just started playing games, and she liked to grab output buffs before, it's not difficult to see her plan to use the Sword Saint as output."

Zhou Lingxing said, lit another cigarette, "Some things, no matter what we say, it's useless. She needs to experience them for herself. It just so happened that there was no competition on FHL on Monday, so let Jiang Yuan come to teach her a lesson."

Sun He looked at the sparks on Zhou Lingxing’s fingertips and hesitated: “You and Jiang Yuan…”

Zhou Lingxing bounced the ash: "I told him that asking him for help will make him profitable, but let me forgive him," he snorted coldly, "I wish I could imagine."

Sun He sighed secretly, trying to persuade Zhou Lingxing, but he felt that he had no position and finally gave up.

Zhou Lingxing seemed to feel something, turned to look at Sun He, and the expression on his face was no longer as cold as before: "You go in first, I'll go in after smoking this cigarette."

When Sun He entered the house, Zhou Lingxing looked at the lights on the building in the distance again.

He even contacted Jiang Yuan, hoping that she would not let herself down.

When Su Heng got up the next day, she opened the door and saw a golden head - Xiaoban, sitting at the door of her room with her cell phone, with excitement on her face.

Seeing Su Heng come out, Xiaoban immediately jumped up: "Miss, I'm going to solo with fans today?"

Su Heng's face did not change and went downstairs to answer: "Yes."

"Your live video yesterday was made into a ghost and posted it online. Now you are asking for solo under your Weibo." Xiaoban followed Su Heng step by step, talking nonsense.

"I have never seen a host who fights fans like you. If you don't agree, you'll be solo. I'll give you a gift during the live broadcast tonight, Miss!"

"By the way, my sister, go and check out the comments and videos below your Weibo. Do you want me to help you fight them?"

Su Heng glanced at the boy and felt that his newly awake brain was disturbed by this chatterbox and fell into chaos again.

After a while, she saw that Xiaoban had not stopped yet, so she couldn't bear it: "Don't you train?"

Xiaoban smiled brightly: "It's still early, and they don't take me with them in the double row."

Su Heng couldn't do it, and was so troubled by him that he didn't even want to turn on the computer. He took out his mobile phone to log in to Weibo.

Sure enough, the live broadcast notice I posted the day before yesterday that the comments on Weibo have exceeded 10,000, and it is still growing, and the number of backend prompt messages is also constantly jumping.

Su Heng clicked on the video link of the first popular comment and clicked in, and his face wearing a mask immediately jumped out of the screen.

Su Heng moved his finger lightly and clicked to play.

The melody with a strong drum beat rhythm poured out, and then a familiar female voice that was obviously edited came.

【solo, solo, come to solo.】

【Leave a name but does not appear.】

【Take ten, are there or not.】

【A handsome guy, is there or not.】

【solo, solo, come to solo.】

...

This is the first time Su Heng has watched a ghost video, and it is his own ghost video.

A strong sense of shame surged into my heart. When my hand shook, I turned off the video. Only the board that was still unsatisfied was yelling: "Don't close it! The one behind is even more interesting!"

Except for Zhou Lingxing who had just woken up and was still emptied, the other people also looked at him when they heard the sound.
To be continued...