The Great God is always teasing me [e-sports]

Chapter 36

Maybe it was to prove my sentence "you will regret it", fuck you, playing GL's BO3 can be described as shaking the world and crying ghosts and gods. In the first game, I lost to GL within 10 minutes and was tortured by blood. Don't want it, THEONE used pat bears, all kinds of face riding, and directly killed a berserker, with a strong momentum.

On the big screen at the scene, THEONE smiled brilliantly, his eyes sparkled like peach blossoms, and even blew a kiss to the camera very sloppyly, the fans on the scene screamed.

The second one, fuck you! At the beginning, it was all kinds of blood collapses online. In the middle stage, Panda Jiuxian resisted the pressure. In the later stage, the mage finally stood up and won the big reversal and won GL.

The third line is 68-[-], GL five-person fog, and the group wiped out a wave of Roshan, fuck you, the latter started to head against the wind again, and then once again showed a strong ability to withstand pressure against the wind, Soga The big murloc drove the puppy with him, roaming and killing in various ways in the wild, and at [-] minutes, Medusa used his big move to directly hit the GL high ground, directly stabbing the opponent.

The entire stadium echoed with the roar of the English commentary, and he was almost incoherent with excitement: "It's unbelievable, it's unbelievable, the three games of QNMDA have shown a very, very high level of competition!"

Kidding was also dumbfounded facing the big screen: "This two-brained operation really blinded me. I always thought that we were going to play the winner's bracket final with GL. This result really caught me off guard..."

"The ability to resist pressure against the wind is really terrible. The first position is so strong, and the second position collapses in the early stage, and the ability to make up for the economy is also scary." understanding.

After the game, there was still a brief interview. Soga, who was under the camera with a yellow head and a smile like a second child, found the group of WAKA who were about to leave, and suddenly said: "I only started playing dota2 three years ago. I played this game because I was taken by my friends to watch a live game. It was WAKA vs. WIND. At that time, I thought, this fat guy in position [-] is really...so exciting..."

These hint-filled words made the venue explode, Soga just looked straight at Xiao Zhuo's direction, and the latter obviously heard what the other party was saying, but he didn't even turn his head, and walked away with his legs, very chic.

"Fucking grass, is this little devil really fucking sick?" Kidding was angrily, wanting to throw a fist very much, I am your father rolled his eyes: "So fucking sick and take medicine."

Xiao Zhuo put his hands in his trouser pockets, squeezed his phone tightly, and the first thing he did after returning to the hotel was to go to the toilet. Seeing Lin Yu, he really sent a private message: "Huh? Desperate fan? Are you an islander?" What the hell? It sounds so weird, and I have nothing to do, don't worry, are you going to come out and fight against me? Damn! Didn't you settle the score with me when I was solo?"

After reading this private message, Xiao Zhuo sat on the toilet and heaved a sigh of relief. His heart finally settled down, and he flicked Lin Yu's avatar again in a good mood, thinking that the other party was still obsessed with that solo round Yu Huai, he laughed again, started the Jingfen Dafa again, and replied in a harsh tone: "Why are you so stingy, sir! It's amazing that God D is also there at that time, you encouraged him to come and hate me?"

The final of the winners group is scheduled for 02:30 pm the day after tomorrow. WAKA will spend the rest of the time analyzing and training on the fuck you style of play. It is true that this team did not participate in professional competitions before TI7. The game, all the way from the wild card game, is like a little monster that fell from the sky.

At night, Xiao Zhuo only went out for a run for 10 minutes, and the rest of the time was spent in front of the computer, and the rest of the people stopped making jokes and concentrated on training, because today's fuck you three games will bring people There is simply a devastating sense of urgency, this team is really terrifying.

At 45:[-] p.m., Wa Chacha forced these five people to turn off their computers, and they still had to maintain normal work and rest time during the competition.

After returning to the room, Kidding went to take a shower first, while Xiao Zhuo stood on the balcony, smoking a rare cigarette, under his feet was still Cologne under the night, and the main road running through the whole city was like a belt pasted with colored diamonds, extending all the way to Where distant buildings meet the horizon.

After pinching the cigarette, Xiao Zhuo was fascinated by the night scene, when suddenly he heard a miserable howl from the bathroom.

"Ah————" the last word was only half uttered, Kidding howled extremely fiercely, Xiao Zhuo hurried back to the room, stood in front of the bathroom and knocked on the door: "What's wrong?"

"Boss, the tiles are loose. I stepped on them and couldn't pull my feet out." Kidding's voice sounded very strenuous, and Xiao Zhuo turned the doorknob directly. Fortunately, the kid was in a hurry to take a bath and didn't lock the door behind him.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Kidding, who had changed into pajamas and pajamas, half-squatting and half-sitting on the ground in an extremely twisted movement, with his right leg stretched out horizontally, and his left foot was directly stuck under a raised tile.

The floor of the bathroom in this hotel doesn't know what the hell is, it's an extra floor on top of the floor itself, with an empty space in the middle, and Kidding stepped in right now, and his ankle was directly stuck under the tiles.

Xiao Zhuo squatted down, folded the big bath towel, and stuffed it under Kidding's buttocks, so that he wouldn't split his arms, and worried that his balls would be crushed.

He reached out his hand and carefully tapped the stuck tiles around kidding's ankle, and saw that the tiles were cracked sharply around, and a half centimeter was inserted into Kidding's flesh, blood oozing out.

"I'll find something to open it for you, wait—" Before he finished speaking, there was a "ding" sound from somewhere above his head, Xiao Zhuo raised his head, and saw the tempered glass door of the shower room shaking at a glance After a moment, then deflected, and slammed down fiercely, he subconsciously put his right arm across Kidding's head, blocking the thick piece of glass, there was a "bang", and Xiao Zhuo let out a muffled snort.

"Lying on the grass!" Kidding howled, and struggled vigorously, apparently wanting to help Xiao Zhuo, but the latter saw that the place where Kidding's right hand was about to press was facing an inverted triangle tile standing on the ground Fragments, Xiao Zhuo shouted to stay still, but he didn't have time, he could only hold Kidding, and then he fell to the ground in the posture, or his right arm fell on the ground, and under that arm was facing The water partition of the shower room.

Xiao Zhuo only felt a heart-piercing pain, but he still resisted to go outside to touch his phone, and when Wa Chacha and the others rushed over, he saw the tragic No. [-] and No. [-] in the team.

The next step is to send him to the hospital, and wait for the doctor to check. Kidding is fine, but the skin trauma is nothing serious. Xiao Zhuo suffered a fracture of the right forearm ulna, which was wrapped in a thick plaster cast.

Kidding was wearing a bandage on his ankle, seeing Xiao Zhuo like this, his eyes turned red immediately: "Boss, I'm sorry for you, it's all my fault, I'm such a fucking idiot..."

Xiao Zhuo looked at his arm calmly, and felt that this night's changes were too fast to keep up. Seeing that the wall clock in the hospital was only past one o'clock in the morning, he took a deep breath and looked at the same panic. Cuo booed and said, "Winner's bracket final, play well."

All of a sudden, the news that WAKA's No. 2 DEADFAT's right hand was broken spread all over the dota[-] circle. Weibo and Post Bars were full of grief. They all expressed their love for my fat god, my fat god, are you okay, let us see you, the game the day after tomorrow what to do?Hush on?Fat god, what can WAKA do when you are not here...

Xiao Zhuo was still in the hospital, Wa Chacha took others back, leaving only Dabai to accompany him on the bed.

A private message from a number one fan was lying on Weibo, his voice was unusually hoarse and he didn't have the temperament of a domineering student.

——God D, are you broken? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Xiao Zhuo looked at the string of question marks, and typed with his left hand against Dabai's gaze forcing him to sleep.

--Ok

——Is it serious? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Will it affect your future games? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

--do not know

Thinking of the number one fan's admiration and obsession with DEADFAT's operation, Xiao Zhuo sighed and continued typing.

——If I can't play the game anymore, will you empathize with Tianya?

- what the hell!Don't talk!impossible!

—Your arm is sure to be all right!Didn't it mean that there is a good luck BUFF for the number one fan!I will give you my luck for one year, no, five years!

——My classmate's father is the director of Jishuitan Orthopedics Department. When you return to China, I'll go find him!

Seeing that Lin Yu seemed to be flustered, Xiao Zhuo suddenly felt that the broken bone was a little worthwhile. He touched his head with his left index finger and laughed.

—Okay, wait for you to take me there

——But after returning to China, I may still need a special guard. Everyone in the team is very busy. During the game, the base guesses that except for me, I will be the aunt who cooks

——Do you want to visit the WAKA base?

——Nothing to say!Then I will help you!Don't keep using your right hand, it will affect your recovery!

In fact, Xiao Zhuo can guess all these answers. Lin Yumo has such a personality, but after seeing this answer, Xiao Zhuo is still very happy. Thinking that his room is a single room with a single bed, he feels that he is going to heaven up.

The author has something to say:

*Ah, I finally wrote that the dead fat man broke his hand, fat Yang Guo, hello 【Enough】

*Start the countdown to return to China, basically the next chapter will return to China, Emma, ​​I am going to suffocate myself, why on earth did I start writing when they went to a foreign competition, and I am self-inflicted...

*well tell me a joke

Kidding: The boss’s heart can’t be so dark, I don’t believe you when you say he’s messing with me

DEADFAT: Well, you're right

*My new cover is made by myself, although the pixels are inexplicably blurred

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