Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

Lin Qiuran had already started going through the security check at this time, seeing the phone call from Zhao Qichen, his eyes gradually dimmed, and he pressed the phone to refuse.

After setting up a scheduled text message, Zhao Qichen should know the truth by then.

Lin Qiuran: Please forgive my selfishness and wish you happiness.

Quickly shut down the phone, took out the phone card, and put it in his pocket.

Cutting off all connections here is what she has to do now.

Really about to leave, Lin Qiuran looked back at the overcrowded airport, didn't dare to stay any longer, and boarded the plane without looking back.

She was afraid, if she hesitated, she would run to Su Xinrui and tell her that she didn't want to leave, and she could do whatever she wanted.

But no, she couldn't drag the team down, and she didn't want Zhao Qichen to fight against his mother because of her, which she didn't want to see no matter what.

After being rejected by Lin Qiuran, Zhao Qichen was a little puzzled, and made several phone calls in a row but the phone was turned off.

He was inexplicably uneasy, seeing that everyone in the team was resting, he couldn't show panic now, otherwise it would affect their emotions.

After hesitating for a while, he didn't call again, but sent a text message to the other party.

"Are you busy at work? Call me back when you see it, and I'll wait for you."

After thinking about it, Zhao Qichen sent another one.

"The game went well. I will definitely win the championship. Listen to the good news you told me."

After sending it, Zhao Qichen took back his phone. For some reason, he always felt a little flustered, so he could only tell himself that nothing would happen, it was just that he was thinking too much.

The second half will be at night, and they can rest in the lounge for three hours in between. There is everything here.

Zhao Qichen finally couldn't bear it and fell asleep. He had a very long dream. In the dream, Lin Qiuran was standing at the door of the villa and was about to leave, but he couldn't catch up with her no matter what. Until the other party disappeared, he couldn't find her no matter what. to her trace.

Waking up from the dream, and there was still an hour to enter the game, he flushed his face carefully, looked at his phone, but there was no reply yet.

Must be too busy with work, he thought.

The second half of the game started, and the enthusiasm of the audience remained undiminished.

These five rounds are life and death. No matter how they performed in the first five rounds, they are very likely to come back in the next five rounds. They can't relax for a moment.

At the beginning of the sixth round, Zhao Qichen led the team into the surrounding area, and the poisonous circle continued to shrink, but only encountered two teams.

After continuous harvesting, the old wolf was shot down by a sniper and there was no time to rescue him.

The three of them entered the last safety zone, and finally wiped out the team in the melee, ranking fourth in a single game and third in total points.

"It's not like the SOD style. They have always played steadily, but this round felt a little rushed, being chased, and in a passive situation."

"Sunshine doesn't seem to be in a good state, and he made mistakes in several instant shots. Could it be that the reporter's question made his mood fluctuate."

The commentator's words undoubtedly shook the people watching the live broadcast. Xiao Pang sat on the hospital bed, nervously looking at Zhao Qichen who was frowning in front of the screen, and clenched his hands into fists.

"Boss, it's okay, this is only the first round, there are four more rounds to come, let's take our time."

The sound of the horse monkey laughing came out of the earphones, Zhao Qichen blamed himself a little, tried to adjust his emotions, and exhaled.

In the seventh game, SOD ate chicken in a single game, ranking second in total points.

"It seems that the sunshine state has returned, and the last fight should be just a small mistake."

"Then I think they are very likely to sprint to the first place. If they win the championship, it will be the first time for our local team to win the Asian League! Just thinking about it makes me excited!"

Before the live broadcast, words of encouragement for SOD floated on the barrage, and the game entered a fierce stage.

Don't forget to sprint for the teams ranked behind, and start to play passively.

In the eighth game, SOD encountered two desperate teams. After losing one player, they were unfavorable in the finals three-on-four. They ranked second and ranked second in total points.

"It's still 1 points away from No.200, and there are still two rounds. There is still a chance."

The old wolf said calmly, Zhao Qichen looked at the time and exhaled.

"Cheer up for me, I'm going to make this number one."

In the ninth game, SOD ate chicken in a single game, ranking second in total points.

"No.1 and No.2 are only [-] points apart. It's really hard to say who will win the championship at this time."

"SOD seems to be very vigorous, but the No.1 team is also playing steadily, and the result is hard to predict for a while."

"The tenth round of SOD actually landed at the airport! It seems that we are sprinting towards the championship."

"However, this is a very dangerous move. The last few teams have already disregarded the risks. The airport is no longer playing strategically. Can SOD do it?"

The narrator spoke passionately, Zhao Qichen knocked down two players in a row with VSS, Mao Yu covered them, and SOD harvested heads in a row.

There were 45 people left on the field, and SOD drove away from the airport.

"They came out! SOD actually succeeded, and just now, they have knocked down seven heads, only two points away from No.1!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, SOD's car had rushed into the safe area, quickly occupied the room area, and waited for others to enter the circle.

"Now it's from the perspective of the DS team pokerK, he actually met the No.1 team!"

"If they harvest all the kills of DS at this time, the score gap with the SOD team will widen again."

The war was about to break out, and the audience waited with bated breath.

DS-pokerK beat DS-pokerJ with 98k.

Everyone in the SOD is waiting for someone to come at the edge of the safe zone. Seeing this notice, Ma Hou's face is darkened instantly.

"What are you doing?! Is this really giving up on yourself? Start beating your teammates?"

The old wolf stared at the screen tightly, unable to get distracted, but his eyes were indeed bottomless.

"Not necessarily, I think there is a problem with this, I really want to see what's going on."

The commentator stared at the live broadcast of the battle with wide eyes, and began to stutter.

"God...God...the captain of DS actually replaced his teammate directly, what's going on?"

The other commentator looked very calm, raised his eyes and said silently: "They don't want to count their heads on each other, they are paving the way for the SOD team."

The commentator suddenly realized, and nodded in relief.

"Sure enough, they are all from our own team. The previous rumors of discord are self-defeating."

The overall style of the live barrage changed, showing that the friendship between SOD and DS will last forever.

In the end, the two teams played against each other. DS killed 6 enemies and lost [-]. After killing two members of the opponent, the DS team wiped out the team, and the total points ranking stayed at No.[-].

"Captain, why are we doing this? Maybe we can still make it into the top five. If we help them in this way, we will lose one place instead."

Yang Feng smiled, and leaned against the back of the chair to look at Zhao Qichen's perspective.

"You don't understand this. It's better to lose vigorously than to win in a mediocre manner. They are all brothers' teams."