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

There was silence in the lounge. No one wanted to say anything, and no one dared to say anything to break the silence.

The staff on the side were completely silent, looking at each other with disappointment and embarrassment that could not be concealed.

Now that things are in this situation, if anything is said, it will only cause an even stronger emotional backlash among the players, which may even be less conducive to their subsequent performance.

Before Wangrong said anything, he adjusted his silver-rimmed glasses and looked down at his phone silently.

When Ke Guoguo calmed down a little from all the negative emotions he had just seen, he felt a little strange when he saw that Wang Rong was still looking down at his phone.

Logically speaking, in this situation, the coach needs to stand up and do everything possible to boost morale, instead of sitting here in silence like the players and staff.

But Ke Guoguo didn't say anything. After all, after such a long-term cooperation, there is no doubt in Ke Guoguo's heart - Wangrong is also a good coach with great personality and charm.

If things are arranged this way, there must be a certain reason for it.

The silence in the lounge was not broken for a long time, until a mobile phone message notification sounded.

Everyone looked at the source of the sound, only to see Wangrong picking up his phone and replying a message calmly. Then he adjusted his glasses frames and stood up from the sofa.

In the sight of everyone, he silently walked to the TV in the lounge, turned up the volume of the TV that had been muted just now, and smiled gently at the players.

Ke Guoguo was a little confused, but his thoughts also wandered a little. He was no longer obsessed with the review of the previous games and his guesses and expectations for the next game.

“All the spectators present, as well as friends in front of the TV, received a suspension notice, applied by the CC team, and now has a 30-minute pause, please arrange your time properly, and wait until 21:00 to continue the next game." The commentary voice came from the big TV screen.

(Everyone in the audience, as well as friends in front of the TV, have received a suspension notice, applied by the CC team, and are now taking a 30-minute break. Please arrange your time properly, and we will continue until 21:00. Contest.)

Ke Guoguo was stunned for only a moment, then subconsciously looked back at Wang Ronghuan.

What he received was a reassuring smile and a shrug of his nose, with a slightly bitter smile.

Although the players around them didn't show their faces, the originally tense atmosphere in the lounge suddenly relaxed.

It was as if the originally taut membrane slowly returned to its normal state and was no longer so suffocating.

Only Yu Dahong raised his head in confusion, looked around at his teammates, and then at the staff, "What? What is the yellow-haired commentator talking about?"

Ke Guoguo covered the smile on her face and clenched her teeth tightly, trying to hold back the pain.

Winter on the side couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.

"You kid, I asked you to learn a foreign language but you didn't listen. Now it's better. You can't even receive messages without subtitles."

There was a burst of laughter in the lounge. Yu Dahong, who was sitting in it, scratched his head in confusion, but he could vaguely feel that it might be a good thing.

"Wangshen has requested a timeout. We can rest for another half an hour before fighting a life-or-death battle." Zeqing explained to Yu Dahong while smiling.

Sure enough, after Yu Dahong finished listening, he became shorter and collapsed on the chair with a smile on his face.

"Very good, very good..." He was still mumbling to himself.

Wangrong also clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, "Come on, for half an hour, everyone can adjust in the most relaxing way."

"Denglan, I have good news for you." After saying this, Wangrong pulled the chair of Lantern to the corner of the room, obviously to avoid everyone and say a few words.

The staff also started chatting among themselves, but only a few contestants were still in a completely empty posture, sitting motionless on their chairs, waiting to be summoned.

After all, the first few games were beaten to pieces for all to see, and it was obviously impossible not to be told by the coach in this situation.

Ke Guoguo guessed that there would still be a while from the chat in front of him, so he simply said hello to Ze Qing who was sitting next to him, "I'm going to go out and get some fresh air. If the god looks for me later, just call me."

Zeqing looked at Ke Guoguo worriedly, but finally made an OK gesture.

Ke Guoguo quietly walked out of the lounge door. The moment the door closed, his whole body seemed to have been drained of his soul, and he was walking aimlessly.

It is almost impossible to say that the mood can be adjusted quickly.

Anyone who tried his best to fight three times, but was held down every time, would find it difficult to feel better.

What's more, every time they lose a game, the CC team's winning rate drops by one point.

Now, we are standing on the edge of the cliff, one step away from the abyss that cannibalize people.

If Ke Guoguo didn't know the twists and turns of the alliance, the team, the conservatives, and the radicals, and didn't know how many people's hopes and how many sinful interests were involved behind this game, then maybe the pressure wouldn't be so great, or You can adjust quickly based on your own mentality.

After all, for Ke Guoguo, this is still the first stage of his career. As the first professional game he played after joining e-sports, he can achieve such results-creating the best domestic achievements in the past five years with the CC team. The best result in e-sports is standing on the stage of the World Finals - this is already a great achievement and glory.

Even my previous life was far from such a smooth and glorious starting point.

But Ke Guoguo knew precisely that the victory of this game was the key to whether he could trigger a thorough domestic investigation of the alliance and whether he could clean up the dirt hidden in the darkness in one fell swoop.

Even if he was destined to lose today, he couldn't lose so miserably, being pinned to the ground and rubbed by his opponent, and ending the game with a clean sheet.

Win the next game no matter what.

Ke Guoguo let out a long sigh, rubbed his fingers unconsciously, and walked to a vending machine unconsciously.

Ke Guoguo bit his lower lip as he looked at the dazzling array of products in the vending machine and the cigarettes placed in a very conspicuous position.

After a while of silence, I still didn't buy anything. I walked silently to a slightly empty railing and leaned against the railing in a daze.

Since coming to this world, it seems that I have never touched cigarettes again - a tool to relieve myself when the competition was stressful in my previous life.

How on earth did the "friend" who had been with him for most of his e-sports career suddenly quit?

Ke Guoguo's eyes were a little vacant, and his thoughts were wandering around in pursuit of past memories.

"Here, I see you've been looking for it for a long time." A familiar male voice sounded in my ears.

It was as if something had crossed time and space, and the two voices overlapped in memory.

Ke Guoguo blinked subconsciously and looked at the thing stretched out in front of him—a strawberry-flavored Shinchi Stick.

Looking up at the slender fingers holding the lollipop, Wangrong stood there with a gentle smile and gently waved the candy in his hand.

It was as if the scene where the two had their first official conversation reappeared before their eyes.

The only difference was that in the last scene, the two people were polite and distant, but this time Wang Ronghuan's eyes were filled with a look that was familiar to Ke Guoguo and could no longer be familiar to him.

What is revealed between the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes is a kind of emotion that contains a bit of pity and worry, but is almost gentle enough to drown people in it.