The Buddhist way of chasing wives of e-sports bosses

Chapter 441 Is white a genius?
That night, after all the training tasks at the base were over.

Qiping and Su Yicheng stayed to sort out today's materials, and the others went up to the third floor and went back to their rooms to wash after finishing their work.

After Shen Bai took the tea cup back to the kitchen and came out, he glanced at Qi Ping and Su Yicheng who were still working, frowned and said, "I'll go up first."

Qi Ping, who was analyzing and sorting out the data, sighed, and said, "Go and accompany your wife, it's enough for me to keep him with me."

At the stairway, Shen Bai turned his head to look in Qiping's direction, then looked at Su Yicheng who had a calm face, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, and then continued to go upstairs.

When Shen Bai left, only Qiping and Su Yicheng were left in the hall.

Qiping was sitting, while Su Yicheng stood on the side with his head buried and waited.

"Hey, Ye Zi of the second team has been working hard recently. When I go down in the morning, I can still see him practicing Gongsunli. This time, the international competition will be played in a rotation system. I hope he can play." Qiping compared the data and said. One sentence.

Su Yicheng looked at the glowing screen and hummed lightly, then casually glanced at Qiping's side face, "Recently, Ye San's condition is also good, except that sometimes the handling of team battles is still too rough, everything else is fine. Single player's solo ability has been enhanced gone."

"Well, I found out too." Qiping pouted, and then said, "I watched the new video of the Korean team again today. I'm a little worried."

"What are you worried about?" Su Yicheng asked knowingly.

"The South Korean team has three very strong teams this year, and there are too few research materials. They can't see anything. In addition to the multi-competition system of international competitions, I'm afraid that they will end up with a moth." Qi Ping stopped the movements in his hands and looked on. Frowning.

"In the next two days, I'll go find someone to look for information. Don't worry." Su Yicheng turned his gaze to Qiping's shoulder and patted him.

"Ah."

——The base of the South Korean YOUNG team at this time.

Zhou Xinhan is wearing earphones and wearing a large sweater, sitting on the gaming chair with Erlang legs and chewing bubble gum, playing qualifying.

Teammate Wu Minjun on the side came over with two glasses of milk, put a glass of milk on his table, and said in broken Chinese, "Drink some milk."

Zhou Xinhan raised his eyes and smiled with canine teeth, "Thank you." After finishing speaking, he continued to play the game.

At this time, on the screen of his mobile phone, Zhou Xinhan was beating the opponent's AD with his mid laner Zhuge Liang.

With the skillful movement of fingers and pressing skills, the thinking and prediction are very clear.

The AD on the opposite side was shown to the bottom left corner, and was warned by the system after a while.

The game ended quickly. Zhou Xinhan put his phone away, put it aside, and picked up his cup to drink milk.

After drinking it in one gulp, he licked the corner of his mouth comfortably, then took off the earphones hanging around his neck and put them on the table, got up and walked upstairs with his hands in his pockets.

"Sleeping?" Wu Minjun tilted his head to look at Zhou Xinhan and asked.

"Sleep. Otherwise, I won't have the energy to study white tomorrow." Zhou Xinhan didn't look back, and raised his index finger and middle finger with his right hand and waved to indicate that he would see you tomorrow.

Seeing this, Wu Minjun raised his eyebrows, shook his head, took Zhou Xinhan's milk cup, and walked to the kitchen with his slippers on.

Zhou Xinhan returned to the room, took a shower and leaned on the bed, took the tablet and started searching White's Weibo.

Use VPN to bypass the wall, and after successfully finding it, start dragging to watch Shen Bai's recent movements.

The latest one, Shen Bai is still reposting Cheng Yiqing's Weibo, and nothing else.

After slightly frowning, Zhou Xinhan's eyes were slightly dissatisfied, and he closed the page after casually looking at it a few minutes later.

"Is White a genius?"

(End of this chapter)