E-Sports: Keep your mouth shut, the goddess of pure desire, open your mouth to spray the master

After receiving the host's high-sounding introduction to the contestants one by one, and receiving bursts of cheers and support from the audience, it was the regular team speaking stage.

The host invited Wang Ronghuan and Buyi, the coaches of two groups AB, to come on stage.

Wangrong was still very different from how he was dressed in the lounge before. He was still wearing the same casual suit, with a patterned white shirt showing through the collar, and a pair of gloves of the same color on his hands - still leather. But it doesn't seem that aggressive and oppressive.

Except for the hairstyle that seemed to have been carefully taken care of, which highlighted his sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, he still had a calm expression, a smile on his face, and every move he made was exceptionally decent.

He didn't look like a coach, but like a company boss who came to the press conference.

This makes the commoners on the other side even more nondescript.

Anyone with a discerning eye will know that Bu Yi has obviously put a lot of effort into this look. Although he wears a pure white suit and wears it with a lot of expensive-looking accessories, he is not as handsome as Wangrong Huan. In person, it feels a bit like a short winter melon painted white.

In addition, the makeup artist used a lot of concealer and foundation to cover up the dark circles and pockmarks on Buyi's face caused by a lack of alcohol and irregular work schedule.

But once under the strong stage lights, the mask appeared very obvious, as if the face was painted with a thick layer of white paint, which made people feel a little uncomfortable when they saw it.

Not to mention that Wang Rong is a head taller than Bu Yi. When they are on stage side by side, the sense of dislocation and fragmentation becomes even stronger.

Ke Guoguo felt that Group B lost half of the battle just based on momentum.

After briefly welcoming the two groups of coaches, Wang Ronghuan and Bu Yi each stood in the center of the stage in front of the players of their own group.

The host also thoughtfully handed over the microphone, "The coaches of our two groups, the souls of our two groups, have already come on stage. As the people who have been under the most pressure in our training these days, they all have something to say before the game is about to begin. My team members told me. So, which of the two comes first?"

After some false humility, Buyi took the microphone handed over by the host and adjusted the black-rimmed glasses on his face.

"Hello everyone, I am the coach of Group B and the head coach of HOT, Bu Yi."

As soon as he finished saying this, Bu Yi stopped, removed the phone, and coughed a few times.

Unsurprisingly, he received a flood of applause from the audience.

Bu Yi then raised his smile with satisfaction and continued, "The training these days has been really stressful. Our whole team is working hard on training, so I am also ill. I hope you don't mind."

Ke Guoguo maintained a polite smile on his face, but he had already rolled his eyes inwardly.

Is there a causal link between the high pressure of training and your illness? I still have to stress and say it again in this group speaking session.

Isn't this just a way to establish a character for yourself?

I don’t know if Buyi regards this session as a pre-match encouragement for the players or as a personal performance of the coach.

Ke Guoguo felt that just by hearing this beginning, the possibility of the latter would rise sharply.

Not to mention that after the deliberate cough just now, Ke Guoguo clearly noticed how enthusiastic the "leader" arranged by the staff on the edge of the stage was to applaud.

Although he was complaining in all kinds of ways in his heart, it didn't show on his face at all.

After Buyi talked eloquently about the difficulties of Group B and the difficulties of the coaching team during the training camp, he finally got to the point before the host could not help but interrupt.

"As the coach of Group B, I am still very confident about this competition. Although we do not have two starting foreign players like Group A, even if we have one starter and two second-team players, we can still win. Not inferior to the other side in any way.”

"Not to mention, I have seen the children working with each other and matching each other these days. The winning rate of training matches has increased step by step, which fully reflects the cohesion of the players in Group B. It is worth mentioning that during the latest training cycle of Group B, , the training match winning rate has reached 90%.”

"Not only myself but also the three foreign players from HOT all highly recognized our Far Red East players and Lianlian players in Group B. Although due to time constraints, their bottom lane duo's coordination needs to be further improved, but To this point and the hard work they put into it in training.”

"Our Group B will definitely win today's finals!"

Indeed, he is a veteran coach who has been in the field for many years. He is very good at stimulating emotions and can easily arouse the enthusiasm of the audience present.

Cheers, shouts, and cheers were endless.

There were even many fans shouting in the audience, such as "Group B is the champion!" and "Group B must win."

Bu Yi chuckled, and deliberately glanced sideways at Wang Ronghuan, before pretending to be polite and handed the microphone over.

Sure enough, the old winter melon was painted white, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Ke Guoguo tried his best to control the expression on his face and forced his gaze to look at Wang Ronghuan. He suddenly felt that his eyesight had been saved.

"Haha, it seems that our coach Buyi really has confidence in the players of Group B. All the audience friends present are also very enthusiastic and very optimistic about the players."

The host was smiling and trying to control the scene, but with little success. The audience didn't know how much was sincere and how much was shilling, but the sound was still heard.

Wangrong smiled slightly, but he didn't have any unnecessary emotions. He just put down the microphone and waited for the cheers to die down.

When the audience in the audience became a little quieter, the host quickly turned the topic to Wang Ronghuan, "Then, do we, Wangshen, have anything to say to the contestants in Group A?"

Wangrong nodded and smiled at the camera before speaking, "Coach Buyi's speech just now was really exciting. It seems that our audience friends were all attracted to Group B. This is not okay. I I have to say a few words on behalf of Group A.”

The words were said in a joking and teasing tone, which actually aroused good-natured laughter from the audience.

"I have great confidence in the players in Group A. They are all a great group of e-sports players."

"The champion must be from Group A."

"The above, please enjoy the exciting game that follows."

Three sentences, sonorous, powerful, and unusually short.

Is this over?

Even before the host could react, Wangrong handed the microphone back, and then Shi Shiran stood next to the contestant from Group A.

Use actions to tell everyone how much trust and confidence I have in the players in Group A.

It was in sharp contrast to Bu Yi's eloquent speech before.

After the audience was stunned for a moment, cheers and shouts were still heard that were almost as loud as before.

"The champion must be from Group A!!!"

"Group A N——B——"

Screams and cheers resounded throughout the venue.