There's really something wrong with this online game plan

Chapter 145 Opening

Lin Yao left.

Leaving the last refueling.

And the members of several teams are still a little dazed.

The staff reminded them to start preparing.

at the same time.

Although across the wall.

But outside.

Suddenly there was an overwhelming countdown sound.

"10."

"9."

"8."

"7."

"..."

The mood of the players who had just eased up immediately became tense again.

Because it's really... so loud.

And outside.

Viewers don't think so.

With seven o'clock coming soon.

The countdown began to appear on the big screen and two small screens for watching the game.

Then the audience who didn't know which direction started to count down first, and then all the audience in the audience counted down together.

The overwhelming sound of the countdown, accompanied by the changing numbers on the screen, filled the atmosphere.

At last.

Count down to 1 hour.

Accompanied by the cheers of the audience.

The spotlights are all turned off.

The screen goes dark.

The offline competition is officially open!
After the screen goes dark for a short time, it slowly lights up and the screen reappears.

"... Rush B! Rush B! Listen to me."

A soft female voice sounded.

"Okay, listen to the boss." Another voice followed.

This is... a match in the blast mode of "Breakout"?

The audience was stunned, and then reacted.

But still a little puzzled.

The game started?So fast?Shouldn't it?And there are no female players in the team.

And follow along.

The audience gradually understood.

It's a... forest studio game.

Among the contestants is Lin Yao, the boss of Linmu Studio.

The entire game was not broadcasted throughout, but some clips were intercepted and played, and it was quite interesting to match the dialogues of the producers of Linmu Studio.

As for the game process...how should I put it.

Linmu Studio makes games, okay.

Playing games, the evaluation of high EQ is average.

The low EQ evaluation is... the dog shook his head when he saw it.

It's really delicious.

All kinds of mistakes, all kinds of aiming, playing in a mess, most of the audience present played better than the producers of Linmu Studio.

During this time, an interesting thing happened.

Probably because he was impatient to lose. After losing again, a male voice suddenly said anxiously: "Qi...it seems that I can't call your name, okay, Qi! Can you give me some strength!"

"Damn it! What's the difference between calling me by my name!?"

As soon as this dialogue came out, the entire venue burst into laughter.

This is a stalk that all players of "Breakout" understand, and it also belongs to them.

The entire gymnasium was immediately filled with a happy atmosphere.

Mou Feng couldn't help but also smiled, but he found it very strange, why did Linmu Studio make fun of him?
Huge gymnasium.

Linmu Studio played the status of the producers playing the game, embarrassing online.

Of course, the game was undoubtedly lost, and the loss was particularly miserable.

"...It's really too good."

Finally, Lin Yao's voice sounded.

A final evaluation is given.

His teammates started laughing and throwing blame.

"...It's really unprofessional."

Lin Yao sighed silently, leaving such a sentence at the end.

With her sigh.

The screen slowly dimmed.

Followed by.

There was a sound of exhalation.

The music suddenly changed.

A high-pitched sound directly caused the hearts of the audience, who still had a smile on their faces, to shrink suddenly.

The screen turns back on.

A foot wearing a leather boot appeared on the screen. With the slight sound of the sole rubbing against the gravel on the ground, the camera slowly moved up, and the heavily armed terrorists walked slowly through the dusty house.

The camera moves slowly with the terrorists.

Several corpses appeared in the corner of the camera.

But the terrorist looked back at the corpse, but only took one look, then walked over with a gun in his hand.

Screen switching.

In the dark room, facing the installed improvised bomb, the hand holding the pliers did not tremble at all, and steadily reached one of the improvised bomb wires.

The red light of the improvised bomb began to flash, faintly illuminating the word 'police' on the Counter-Strike's chest.

The music gets heated.

The screen changed suddenly.

"...There is no one at point A, I will fight and tear it down."

A calm voice sounded.

Sixteen to eight, the picture of NO.1 playing against the overseas team Spirit appeared.

The angle of view is FFF, the most famous player of NO.1.

With his gun on the only way to point A, he said calmly.

His teammates started defusing bombs.

The beeping sound of the homemade bomb countdown was matched with the drumbeat of the music, like a reminder of death, and the hearts of the audience who were still very happy just now were lifted up in an instant.

But in this tense atmosphere.

Sudden.

boom.

A shot went off.

"One."

Contestant FFF fired a shot and said a word.

Although the audience had seen this scene, but when they actually heard the contestant's voice and heard him calmly announce that he had killed one, they were still so excited that they blushed instantly.

The screen changed again.

One of the members of the overseas Astralis team killed an enemy, then quickly went down to avoid other opponents' grabbing lines, and then suddenly pulled out a grenade, but instead of throwing it at the opponent, it threw it at the enemy just killed.

boom.

The grenade exploded.

The AWM sniper rifle dropped by the enemy flew over due to the impact of the explosion.

He calmly picked up the sniper rifle that flew to the bottom of his feet, pulled the bolt and loaded it.

Click.

Sounds sounded at the same time.

"Well well well..."

The screen changed again.

The LOGO of the FEIREN team appeared, and the character controlled by Lutai was aiming at the top edge of the smoke through the smoke.

Suddenly a person jumped.

boom--

Lu Tai shot directly.

The man fell to the ground on the spot.

"I like to dance." Lu Tai's iconic voice sounded, mocking.

The famous scenes of various qualifiers began to be staged one by one, and in conjunction with the exchanges between the contestants, they were shown to more than 1 spectators.

The audience even watched these games.

But now it will be seen again, with the atmosphere and music and other factors on the scene, it is also ignited again.

Scene after scene.

The atmosphere is getting warmer and warmer.

then.

In a moment.

All the pictures began to appear on the same screen, and then slowly shrank, turning into videos on one monitor after another.

A counter-strike stood in front of the screen, watching countless such images, after a moment of silence, turned his head and left, and walked towards the exit with dull footsteps.

The small screens dimmed one by one.

Counter-Strike ends up at the door, walks out, and closes the door.

The room became completely dark.

Then seamlessly switched to CG.

Bullets fly across the brutal battlefield.

Several terrorists fired guns at one of the wooden houses.

In a dark house.

As the bullet flew in, a ray of light shone into the house through the bullet hole.

There are more and more bullets.

There are also more and more bullet holes.

The camera moves slowly.

A heavily armed man was leaning against the bulletproof plate, and with the sound of intensive gunfire, he was stuffing bullets into the chamber of the shotgun while listening to the movement outside.

The sound of bullets gradually diminished.

The background music also seems to have reached a turning point.

Kakaka.

Suddenly there was the sound of bullets firing and firing pins hitting empty air outside the house.

The man held the shotgun in both hands, turned his head slightly to listen, and gave an evaluation.

"Really unprofessional."

then.

Holding the shotgun, the man slid down the barrel suddenly, and stood up with a crisp click.

"Let the professionals come."

In the last scene, the man holds the doorknob, opens the door, and says a word.

After the background music has three stages of gradual change, it reaches a climax, with heavy drums and electronic sounds.

Very oppressive.

When people listen to it, they feel instantly ignited.

at the same time.

The spotlights of the venue suddenly turned on.

Accompanied by the scene in the CG where the man opens the door with a gun and walks out, it sweeps across the entire gymnasium.

And it flickered wildly.

"Let us please, NO.1!!!!"

The host's voice was pinched, and at the last moment of the CG, he shouted loudly.

The NO.1 team LOGO replaced the man who went out, seamlessly, appeared on the big screen, and began to flash and change.

Followed by.

The members of the No.1 team slowly walked out of the backstage and walked to the spotlight.

The stage was immediately full.

"..."

The audience almost didn't have to think, and immediately cheered overwhelmingly.

They were welcomed.

Welcome to the professional top eight!

(End of this chapter)