The e-sports god takes it home

Chapter 775 More Fun
Kill was obviously taken aback, "Kill, kill God, I'm in a gang..."

He reached out to grab the earphones back, but was dodged by Shisha, and said word by word: "Who asked you to sit in my seat? I don't want to repeat it a third time."

"I let him sit."

Shi Sha turned around and saw their coach Wan Fan appeared behind him at some point.

Shisha sneered, his face full of disbelief, "Why?"

"Empty is empty, it's better to make the best use of everything." Wan Fan said: "Anyway, you can't come here a few times throughout the year."

"Are you blaming me for not coming to the training?" Shi Sha narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and there was a gloomy look in his dark eyes.

"Training is up to you, I just want results." Wan Fan said, and glanced at his hand, "You should know that a professional player who can't achieve results, no matter how brilliant his past is, will end up with nothing but success." Being crushed into the mud, you will either retire with infamy, or retreat behind the scenes as a sparring partner..."

Ten Sha shook the hand hanging by his side, and interrupted him involuntarily, "What do you mean?"

"It doesn't matter what I mean, what matters is whether you are still valuable to the club." Wan Fan patted him on the shoulder, "Instead of arguing about a gaming chair that you hardly ever use, why not think about you The way out, what do you think?"

No one can be at the top forever, Ten Kill has always understood.

But he didn't expect this day to come so soon.

But as arrogant as him, as proud as him, how could he easily let himself down.

He patted the hand on his shoulder, and his dark eyes were full of sarcasm: "If I remember correctly, I still have the title of No. In the evening, this gaming chair is still mine, and I will be idle as long as I like, and you can raise whatever cats or dogs you like, just buy a nest for yourself."

"I'll give you an hour to clean up my place." Shisha said, took out his phone, set an alarm for an hour in front of him, and then turned his head and left the training room.

As for the way out, he doesn't need it.

Ever since he set foot on this road, he never thought about retreating.

……

The next morning, Bu Yao didn't get up again...

She lay limp on the bed, and silently scolded Chi Xiaonian in her heart.

And Chi Xiaonian seemed to have a telepathic connection with her, and sent a message in the next second.

[A little rice cake: Are you thanking me for my advice, little brother?Why did I suddenly sneeze? 】

[I'm so happy to get to the cabbage: To be honest, I want to thank your eight generations of ancestors. 】

[A little rice cake: That’s not what you said last night when you vowed to conquer Captain Lu, why did you turn your back on him? 】

[A little rice cake: Are you being attacked again? 】

[I'm so happy that cabbage is so happy: I don't have it! 】

[A little rice cake: Damn, what about making him cry and call him daddy?Dad is very disappointed in you! 】

[Cabbage is so happy: You are so good, why don't you try it?Another day I will send a set of SM equipment to Guangshen? 】

[I'm super happy when I get to the cabbage: No, ten sets!One set can't calm down my grief and indignation at all! 】

[A little rice cake: Get lost!It's fine if you don't thank me for your help, but you still want to plagiarize my idea! 】

[I'm so happy to be so happy with the cabbage: forget about the plagiarism, because I suddenly thought of a more interesting one. 】

(End of this chapter)