Sharpen the knife without accidentally cutting the vegetable bow [E-sports]

Chapter 193

"Sit and sit."

In the director's room of the office building, the director of the e-sports department said to the young man in front of him with a gentle smile on his face, and pushed him a cup of hot tea: "Student Chen Xingran, right? You are already a young man at a young age." A professional player who can enter the Super League is indeed a hero born of a boy."

If the students of the e-sports department saw this scene, they would definitely drop their jaws in shock.

When did this dean of the e-sports department, who always appeared in front of students with a deadpan face and seriousness make people shy away, when did he become so gentle with a student?

Chen Xingran was a little uncomfortable, but he still nodded and took the tea in front of him: "You're flattering yourself."

He had attended the department head's class when he was still in the first power station, and he was completely different from now, and the gentleness in his eyes was not pretending, which even made Chen Xingran wonder if he had attended the class before memory is wrong.

The more the head of the department looked at Chen Xingran, the more he felt satisfied. The Fate Cup is such a big international event, and Destiny is the leader in the game industry that has been unrivaled in the limelight in recent years. As the head of the e-sports department, he naturally also pays attention to it. He also saw his performance on the Internet.

Heroes come out of youth, this sentence is not just a compliment from the head of the department, he really thinks so.Chen Xingran's stable state on the field, as well as those unexpected and wonderful operations that reversed the situation, made the well-informed department head sometimes couldn't help being amazed, and it also reminded him of Yang Yunche, who was just showing his talents in school.

"You and Yun Che are on the same team, right?"

The head of the department smiled and said: "I didn't expect time to pass so fast. At the beginning, Yun Che was also a student under me, just like you. He had already served in the professional team when he was in school. Both of you came out of the first call." , and now we are in the same team again, fate is such a wonderful thing.”

"It's all well-cultivated by the school."

Chen Xingran said politely, couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and asked, "Captain, was he the same in school as he is now?"

"Not far."

The dean of the department waved his hands, his eyes revealing the memories of the past: "Although the appearance hasn't changed much... oh, speaking of it, you two are quite alike in this respect, and Yun Che was also called the school grass by many people in the school at that time." , looks like a human, I don’t know how many little girls chase him. But the personality... Do you know what nickname Yun Che was called in school before?"

Chen Xingran straightened up and asked curiously, "What?"

"Yang Buyan."

Chen Xingran: "?"

He thought for a while, but couldn't understand the meaning: "Is there any special meaning to this nickname?"

"I do not know then."

The head of the department said cheerfully: "Anyway, the classmates at that time called it that, and I also heard it from his friends in the same class."

Chen Xingran nodded: "Oh..."

Just ask Fu Zhou later.

The two chatted for a while, and Chen Xingran learned a lot of interesting things about Yang Yunche from the head of the department. For example, when he was in the second grade, he was blocked by a girl downstairs in the dormitory to confess his love. In the dormitory building, I ask roommates to help bring meals every day.And when I went to the game for the first time, I forgot to bring my ID card, and rushed back from the game field in a hurry, but found that the ID card was in my pocket.There is also a certain rare gun skin that I wanted to smoke Kuroshio, but I didn’t get it after opening a bunch of boxes, and finally I wanted to spend money to buy an account but was cheated of the money, etc...

He was hardly the same person as Yang Yunche, who was thoughtful and thoughtful all over his body.

Chen Xingran: Yang Yunche black history get.

"Oh, right."

The head of the department suddenly thought of something, and said to Chen Xingran: "Over there in the exam, the teacher of your tactics class told me that although you don't have to take the final written exam, you still have to hand in the report of the tactics class. If you If you really don't have time, I can also help you with..."

"no need."

Chen Xingran didn't want to go through this back door. Although the Fate Cup schedule is very close, it should be no problem to find time to make a report after training: "I will hand it in on time."

Anyway, he is also a professional player, so writing an analysis report is not easy.

"That's fine."

The head of the department nodded: "If you really don't understand, you can ask Yun Che to help you. After all, he was also No.1 in the theory class at the time. After all these years, what he learned should not be returned to the school."

……

After walking out of the office, Chen Xingran took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Fu Zhou.

Chen Xingran: Manager Fu, you and the captain were classmates in college, right?

Fuzhou replied quickly: Yes, what's the matter?Have you started the exam yet?

Chen Xingran: The exam will start as soon as I arrive in the classroom.Did the captain have a nickname, Yang Buyan, when he first telegraphed?

Fu Zhou: ...

Fu Zhou: Hahahahahahahaha, how do you know, the people at the school told you?

Chen Xingran: Yes.What does that mean?

Fu Zhou: It's hard to say, Yang Yunche knows that I will beat me up if I tell you these black histories.

Chen Xingran: I will cover you, if he dares to hit you, I will block you for you.

It's hard to follow a gentleman's words, but Fu Zhou has a clear understanding of Chen Xingran's force value. After measuring the power of Chen Xingran and Yang Yunche's iron fists, Fu Zhou quickly sided with Chen Xingran .

Fu Zhou: You keep your word.

Fu Zhou: Actually, it’s nothing. Yang Yunche used to be full of flirtatious talk in school, and he was mean and mean. Everyone in our class was annoyed by him, but this guy has good grades and has many fans. He also has a lot of minds, we couldn't get him, so we gave him the nickname "Yang Bujian".

It turned out that it wasn't "Yang Buyan", but "Yang Buyan"...

Chen Xingran: Is there any basis for this nickname?

Fu Zhou: Literally.Isn’t mutton very coquettish, marinated to get rid of the coquettishness, if not marinated...

Chen Xingran: ...Understood.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! !

Chen Xingran leaned against the wall with his mobile phone and laughed for a long time, his waist almost couldn't straighten up.

Sure enough, there were only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames.

It's a perfect match with Yang Yunche!

Chen Xingran quickly opened Yang Yunche's Yunxin, changed his note from annoying to "Yang Bujian", and then sent an emoticon package stolen from Luo Baibai.

Chen Xingran: Maomao Probe.jpg.

Yang Bujian:?

Yang Bujian: Have you started the exam?

Chen Xingran: Not yet, it will be over soon.I just went to the head of the department to get the ID card for the exam, and chatted for a while by the way.

Yang Bujian: I'm at the cafe in front of the school.

Yang Bujian: [Crying] Everyone else drank coffee in pairs, but I was the only one.

Yang Bujian: Did you miss me when you sent a message at this time?

Yang Bujian: It's normal to think about me, so you don't have to suppress yourself.By the way, remember to give me a long-lost reunion kiss when we meet again.

Yang Bujian: Deep French Kiss.

[Yang Bujian retracted a message]

Yang Bujian: I want a loving high-concentration full-sugar deep French kiss from a young male college student.

Chen Xingran looked at Yang Yunche's cheap look quietly, and then replied slowly: "Okay, don't pickle."

There was no reply for 2 minutes.

2 minute later.

Yang Bujian: ……………

! ! ! ! !

Worth.

Yang Yunche looked at Chen Xingran's reply on the screen, and his whole body seemed to be scorched by lightning, and he fell into a sluggish state.

It’s over.

The last idol burden of being a boyfriend is shattered.

He could even imagine how Chen Xingran would use this name to tease him crazily in the future.

On the other side, Chen Xingran looked at the chat box that Yang Yunche sent a series of dots and then no news, and the other party's expression as if struck by lightning at the moment appeared in his mind.

Laughing on the spot for almost 5 minutes, Chen Xingran looked at the time, put away his phone, and walked to the exam room.

comfortable.

It is not appropriate to say that it is a classroom. The place of the test is the operation cabin use room in the school. There are a total of fifty operation cabins in it, which is several times larger than the average classroom.Downstairs there is a similar operation cabin classroom, which is generally used for course teaching. Chen Xingran has attended classes here for a few months, and he walked there and found the test place quickly.

He stepped in. In order to avoid attracting too much attention, he slipped in through the back door. At this time, everyone else in the classroom had already arrived.The actual combat class assessment is a unified examination in two classes. There are 25 people in one class. Some faces are somewhat familiar to Chen Xingran, and some he doesn't know at all.

Fifty people gathered together, and at first glance it was very lively, chatting together in twos and threes, the entire classroom in the operation cabin was noisy, and Chen Xingran's arrival did not attract the attention of others.

He glanced at his number on the phone, number 17.The operation compartment corresponding to the number is in the corner.

Although there were many people in the classroom, Chen Xingran still saw Wu Feiang at a glance. He was alone in the corner, looking down at his phone.Chen Xingran walked quietly behind him and patted his shoulder.

Wu Feiang was startled, raised his head, and bumped into Chen Xingran's smiling amber eyes protruding from under the brim of his hat.

"Star burning!"

Wu Feiang yelled subconsciously, and then stopped immediately. Fortunately, the classroom was quite noisy, and no one noticed his voice.Wu Feiang lowered his voice: "I thought you were going to be late, I was just about to send you a message..."

He looked Chen Xingran up and down.

Well, even though I am wearing a mask, I can still tell that my complexion is good. Compared with my sickly appearance at school, my skin is still fair, but I can see a healthy complexion, and my figure is not as thin as before. With a straight back, he looks like a little idol walking out on TV at first glance.

Wu Feiang reached out and poked Chen Xingran's stomach, it was hard.

"It seems that the food for professional players is really good."

Wu Feiang sighed softly: "I have abdominal muscles, it's okay. I'm much stronger than when I saw you outside the school last time."

"You're more vain than last time."

Chen Xingran raised his eyebrows: "Staying up all night again?"

"The final exam, brother, my hair is all bald."

Wu Feiang sighed: "You think everyone is the same as you, and you don't need to take theory courses to play a job..."

"You think it's easy to be a professional, why don't you change?"

"Okay, I've wanted to experience the life of a professional player for a long time. You have so many fans, and I can count my money lying down while streaming live broadcasts every day."

"If your game level can be half of your dream level, playing professional should not be a problem."

"..."

Wu Feiang's face was filled with black lines: "Why haven't I seen you for a while, your words are becoming more and more like the style of Yunshen."

In the future, Yang Yunche's fans will send double copies of dumb drugs to the MOD base...

Chen Xingran was stunned for a moment.

It seems to be true... Whether it is the way of thinking during the game or some small details in daily life, he is more and more similar to Yang Yunche...

Those who are close to the ink are black, and those who are close to the ink are black.

While speaking, the main door of the classroom opened, and a figure walked in.

The classroom was silent for a moment, with eyes fixed on the person who came, looking at his familiar face. After two seconds of silence, enthusiastic voices erupted in the classroom.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

"Why is he here!"

"Help! I was watching the game yesterday, but the people from the game appeared today!"

"It should be ok to ask for autographs later, right?"

"Be quiet."

The person who came frowned, with a serious expression, with a majesty that made the college students in the ivory tower inexplicably afraid.

However, from Chen Xingran's point of view, the other party's appearance is obviously pretending, and it is completely different from the funny comparisons when communicating on the field.

"I am your specially invited examiner for this assessment, Cui Jian."