Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

Facts have proved that Mars, as the leading e-sports club in China, can indeed stand firm.

Even when the complete body no longer exists and the team's command changes temporarily, it is relatively easy to play against HG, whose strength cannot be underestimated.

All the SOD team members, including Lin Qiuran, the team manager, sat in the audience and watched the game.

"Damn, my milk is so poisonous..."

Looking at the gap between his own data on the scoreboard of the match results, Fatty was a little speechless.

"It's really poisonous."

Lao Lang was also a little surprised by this result.

Only Zhao Qichen kept silent.

His brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

He always feels...

Today's HG is not the same team as the HG I met in the elite competition.

It is clear that HG has no personnel changes at all.

Logically speaking, after more than three months of practice and precipitation, HG can show a more dazzling performance than in the elite competition.

Not only did it not work, Zhao Qichen even felt that they didn't produce anything from when they called the elite competition.

Especially mungo.

During the game, there were many mistakes, and several operation explanations were not understood, and the scene was so round that the scene was once awkward.

Something must have happened to him.

Zhao Qichen made a conclusion in his heart.

After the game, the list of pre-match finalists was finally determined.

By SOD against Mars.

As soon as the results came out, a new round of discussions started on the Internet.

The legendary battle of heavenly kings.

Mars also passed five levels before the game. Everyone said that after going through the autistic stage of the elite game and the Xiaoyu grass powder incident, finally ushered in the most familiar "original flavor" formula.

You know, the finals are about to start, and the eyes of countless people have gathered.

This level of attention is not comparable to that of an elite game.

Not only the domestic e-sports circle, but also other competition areas will collect the game videos of the teams that have advanced before the game, study the tactics of each team in advance, and prepare for the world competition.

So as soon as the game was over, Lin Qiuran led the team back to the hotel without stopping at all.

"Tell me, what do you think about the game just now?"

After entering the room, Lin Qiuran sat on the sofa and patted the empty seats around, signaling the team members to sit down.

The team members looked at each other in blank dismay, and couldn't tell why for a while.

Zhao Qichen was still wearing the team uniform, a short-sleeved t-shirt and a black cotton jacket.

Because there is heating in the competition venue and the air is not circulating, the players will not be cold in this suit.

Zhao Qichen's coat hung loosely on his body, slightly revealing his collarbone under his neck with a distinct Adam's apple.

It is obviously the most normal casual style, but Zhao Qichen abruptly wears it with a lazy and sexy taste.

Lin Qiuran withdrew her gaze and coughed twice.

"Qichen, tell me."

Zhao Qichen was thinking about problems along the way, and when he heard Lin Qiuran call his name suddenly, he was stunned for a moment.

Then I bowed my head, looking like I was thinking.

"HG's performance today... has some problems."

Although Zhao Qichen wasn't completely sure, he believed in his own vision.

Mungo's strength will definitely not be what it is today.

"The captain is protecting his little wall..."

Xiaopang smiled, and looked at Zhao Qichen with ambiguous eyes.

Zhao Qichen ignored it and continued to analyze in a deep voice.

"If you can call up the video of the elite match, you will clearly see the difference between that game and today's performance...Mungo's play today...was surprisingly bad."

Lin Qiuran was slightly surprised when he heard Zhao Qichen say these words by name.

It seems that this guy called mungo really won Zhao Qichen's favor...

Before Lin Qiuran could speak, Xiaopang immediately lay between the two of them.

"Don't talk, don't talk, Sister Ran Ran, let's pack up and prepare for dinner, I'm starving to death."

Lin Qiuran was angry.

He raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch, it was almost six o'clock.

It turned out that it had been so long without realizing it.

Seeing that there was no sign of darkness outside, Lin Qiuran thought it was still early.

"Okay, I'll go downstairs and order food for you, and you guys can talk about tactics and the like."

It doesn't matter if you don't talk about tactics, as long as you stay in the room obediently and don't run around, Lin Qiuran will be thankful.

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On the seventh floor of the hotel, there are public restrooms.

Xiao Yu leaned against the sink in the men's toilet, with her legs crossed and her eyes staring blankly.

"What I want you to do, are you done?"

Xiao Yu took a puff of cigarette and asked the young man in cleaning clothes in front of him.

"Everything is in order."

The young man gestured and lowered his voice to answer.

Looking at his appearance, he doesn't have the vicissitudes of a cleaning staff at all.

If you look closely, you can also find the Longines watch on his left wrist.

Just ask, that cleaner can afford this watch, and even wear it when she cleans herself.

Of course there is no possibility.

The man in front of him is obviously not a cleaner.

Xiao Yu nodded slightly, straightened up and turned around to walk outside the hotel.

"After it's done, neither I nor the club will treat you badly."

Leaving this sentence behind, Xiao Yu snuffed out the cigarette butt and walked out with strides.

The young man responded obsequiously, with joy on his face.

It's just that by sneaking into the back kitchen and "adding some ingredients" to certain meals, I can earn a considerable income for several people at a time.

The man calmed down, lowered the brim of his cleaning hat, picked up a disguised broom from the corner of the bathroom, calculated that Xiao Yu had left for a while, and walked out quietly.

Xiao Yu returned to her room, opened the door and saw Quan Cheng facing her.

"Brother... why are you in my room?"

Xiao Yu was really taken aback.

Quan Cheng looked behind Xiao Yu, made sure there was no third person, and dragged him into the house with a "babble".

"HG... did a good job today."

Quan Cheng praised in a low voice.

It turned out that there was a reason for Zhao Qichen's abnormal performance and running.

The man pretending to be a cleaning man was actually a friend of Xiao Yu's, who was paid to do things for him.

Among the lunch that Houchu was going to send to HG at noon today, one of them had laxatives added.

Although this laxative would not make her feel overwhelmed with pain immediately, it was impossible for her to continue competing in the arena without any interference.

Similarly, he did the same thing this morning and used the same method to deal with SOD.

You know, SOD's remuneration is twice as high as that of HG.

"Is it clean?"

Although Quan Cheng killed someone with a knife, even if the matter was revealed, it would not be his fault, but he still couldn't help asking.

"Brother, don't worry, I've already said this in advance. If he is found out, he just needs to insist that he has a vengeful mentality and is an extreme fan, and we will leave this matter behind..."