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

Chapter 37

QNMDA, dubbed the "King of Reversal", won over a large number of fans almost overnight by relying on the beautiful games before, and when it came to the winner's group finals, many of the fluorescent cards on the scene supported them. There are also many Asian faces, with Japanese flags on their foreheads or cheeks, smiling brightly when the camera scans.

When the contestants enter the arena, the passages on both sides are not inferior to the red carpet walking by celebrities. Every contestant is a little stressed but still maintains a smile. The passages are like the two sides of the arrow, which finally meet at a very sharp angle. In the middle of the playing field.

The fully transparent glass shed, five gaming chairs, and five computers, is not a big place, but it can almost accommodate thousands of troops.

Xiao Zhuo, a handicapped person, sat in the VIP auditorium to watch the game. WAKA's BP player and on-site conductor were all handed over to Mo Se. In less than two days, they had a very intensive training. I am you Both Dad and Mose have played against Boo Boo, mainly for running-in in the first and second positions, and the cooperation between OHno and Boo Boo in the fifth position, especially for the characteristics of the strong reversal ability in the late stage, to fuck you, they prepared Several sets of systems that were frantically advanced in the early stage must be tested in the first game.

The first one was indeed within WAKA's expectations. They controlled the rhythm of the whole game very well, and their online advantage was obvious. The pressure, won the first set within 35 minutes.

Xiao Zhuo sat on the same spot watching the five people in the glass shed high-five each other, laughed, and then turned his eyes to the fuck you, it was a coincidence that Soga, a second-year middle school boy, was also looking in his direction, and the big screen cut To their side, it happened to be the very, very evil smile of this young man, and the mouth shape seemed to be saying "you will regret it" in Chinese.

Xiao Zhuo inexplicably felt uncomfortable, and his left eyelid twitched in response to the occasion. He turned his head indifferently, and waited for the second scene.

But in this second game, everything took a turn for the worse, and the changes were so fast that people couldn't keep up.

First, the Queen of Boo Boo was shaking hands in the top lane, and the opponent counter-killed the three of WAKA, and Boo Boo was wandering in the bottom lane. She didn't cooperate with OHno at all, and the three died. Being targeted, when he hit 10 minutes, his economy was not even as good as the opponent's Magnus.

This one, fuck you, didn't even need to be reversed, and didn't give Kidding a chance to drag it into the late stage. He directly wiped out WAKA and forced Mo Se to play GG.

The third one is even more speechless. Fuck you in the early stage, Xue Beng, I thought WAKA was going to win, but the almost horrifying reversal came again. Kidding led the three of them to open the fog, and was directly defeated before they even reached the high slope. Po Wu, three people died, Mo Seye inserted an eye, and was directly cut to death by the Huomao who ate the invisibility talisman, which made people collapse.

In the end, WAKA’s economic gap was nearly [-]. Fuck you. In a slow and tortured way, the three-way tower was destroyed, and it went straight to the high ground. Even the always indifferent ink was blackened. GG.

Fuck you, you won the BO3 of the winner's bracket final with two beautiful games, and WAKA is going home. So far, all the teams from China have been eliminated.

When he left the stage, Kidding cried unconvincingly. He wiped his tears with his sleeves, and even had some snot running out of his nose, but the kid didn’t care about his image at all. Mood, Kidding wiped his face, tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, and said in a strong nasal voice, "I want to kill myself, if it wasn't for me, the boss would still be able to compete, maybe..."

Then, when he couldn't continue talking, Mo Se grabbed him, and the poor 16-year-old boy buried his head directly in the broad and soft chest of I am your father. There was an unknown number of viewers on the live broadcast platform, crying like a fool.

Finally, Xiao Zhuo came over from the auditorium, and the interviewers immediately regained their energy. The microphone was almost poked into Xiao Zhuo's nostrils, as if he wanted to stuff it into his mask.

"DEADFAT, what do you think of this game? Do you regret your hand injury? If you were here, would the result of this game be different?"

Xiao Zhuo stared at the host, his eyes were a bit cloudy, this question is really fucking smart.

"All of us did our best. This is a five-person competition." When answering, Xiao Zhuo's eyes seemed to have glanced at Shishi inadvertently. The latter's face was a little pale, and he hurriedly looked away.

Coming out of the noisy stadium, Kidding's eyes were still red all the way, he was crying and convulsing, hiccupping like a baby crying too much, he was really sad, the first TI7 in his life, they had such a good Starting point and height, he once thought that he and these teammates who fought side by side were really only one step away from the place where he dreamed of standing.

But this step is completely because of himself, and he has stepped into the ditch.

Back at the hotel again, everything is like an unreal dream, how sad I am now because of how hard I tried, Dabai also has a dark face, lying on the sofa, like a corpse, only tiles wipe, this experience Too many old players, looking at these young people, opened and closed their mouths, and finally said: "There is still a chance in the future. What we want to prove is how hard we work, not how sad we are."

Next, it’s almost all about preparing to go back to China, packing things, and finding time to go out for a walk, but some of the fun that should have been there seems to have faded from the colorful oil paintings, and I always feel a little boring and boring.

Xiao Zhuo found an opportunity to chat with Boo Boo alone. This long-time teammate, his regular substitute, looked away, as if confirming his guess.

"The second match, with your level, it's impossible to get caught and get caught. Also, fuck you! Guess our route is too accurate. Hush, guess why?" Xiao Zhuo's tone was cold It's like Bing. According to his personality, he doesn't have this kind of patience except for Lin Yu's affairs, but he always has a sense of indebtedness when it comes to boo boo. The human player sat firmly on the bench, although dota2 is also a circle based on strength, but more or less, he always has that hypocritical idea.

"What do you want me to answer?" Finally, when Xiao Zhuo's question came, Boo Boo calmed down, pushed his glasses, looked straight at him, with a faint wry smile at the corner of his mouth.

"I don't know, and I don't want to guess." Xiao Zhuo rubbed the space between his brows, hissing in a calm manner, and said directly: "I'm going to QNMDA for the winter transfer."

Xiao Zhuo was a little surprised by this answer. He stared at him, laughed, and spread his hands, which was a rare thing to say: "There's nothing to be ashamed of confessing, or expose me, but I don't want to be a bench anymore. I don’t want to see my operation rotten in WAKA, like a pool of dirty water mixed with mud, slowly evaporating, and the mud eventually goes to the ground, and I really have nothing.”

"Brother Xiao, I don't think I've ever called you that, but you are indeed three months older than me, so I call you brother," said this, and laughed self-deprecatingly, looking through the eyes of black-rimmed glasses He looked a little gloomy: "Everyone says you have a mysterious background. Although I don't know much about it, I also know what your parents are doing. Such a good family. To be honest, I dare not even think about it. You are so good. My family, playing this game is like a game, but I am different. I really like this game. I have been playing Warcraft since elementary school. Later, I skipped classes in junior high school and never graduated from high school. I spent my whole life here. , I’m really not reconciled, but this reconciliation is probably something that a person like you with a golden spoon in his mouth will never have..."

With a look of despair on his hush expression, Xiao Zhuo sighed inaudibly, is such a family and a golden spoon?Oh, maybe it is.

"It doesn't matter if I'm mean and shameless, I will have a stable No. [-] position, and I can play operations that are not inferior to yours in that position. The winner is always king in this world, isn't it?" At the end, boo Hush seemed to be completely relieved, and suddenly laughed again: "I'm disgusting, isn't it, I still call you Brother Xiao here, in fact, you have taken care of me for the past few years, thank you, but I don't regret it at all .”

After saying this, Boo Boo turned around and looked at the sunset outside the 28th floor. Xiao Zhuo lit a cigarette for him, and he also lit one for himself. The voice also became ethereal.

"I won't expose you, you are free to go wherever you want, if you think you are fucking your mother, you can live a better life," Xiao Zhuo took a puff of cigarette, the side profile is quite neat, making Hush feel This world is not fair, it gave this person a good family to manage, and he still has such a good appearance.

"Because of the reasons for TI7, Wa Chacha and the others have never said that, in fact, after this competition, the investors will build a WAKAyouth team, all young people, and you are the captain." Looking at Boo Boo, Xiao Zhuo only made a gesture of invitation: "When we meet in the future, we will be opponents. I look forward to it."

Xiao Zhuo didn't mention the boo boo thing to anyone until the final of TI7. Miracle, the team that made it from the loser group to the final, surprised everyone with wild BP and terrifying fighting ability. Go to three cities in a row, go to hell with it, and win the championship of TI7.

The medal belonging to the champion, shining golden light, bloomed on the stage.

WAKA and the other three Chinese teams were all spectators applauding.

On August 8th, the TI20 competition officially ended, and the teams set foot on their way home. WAKA also flew back to China from Cologne.

In the past few days, Xiao Zhuo only briefly replied to a private message from a certain academic bully who turned into a chatterbox, saying that he was going back to China on the 20th, and whether the number one fan + special guards would also come to pick him up.

A certain school bully agreed straight away, but three seconds later, he immediately sent another message - I fainted, I forgot, I bought a ticket on the 20th, and I'm going home!

--Um?Back to City X?

——Yeah, I didn’t go back for a summer vacation, if I don’t go back, I’m going to die under the rolling pin

--knew

After replying to this private message at the airport, Xiao Zhuo tugged at his mask. God knows, why did he change into clothes that show his figure like a fool today, wearing sunglasses, and even wearing the same style as a fucking celebrity? Face mask.

Jet lag is really harmful. If I had known that Lin Yu was going home, I would definitely not be so unsteady.

Gee.

Xiao Zhuo leaned on the chair at the airport, locked the screen unhappily, leaned his head back on the back of the chair, and heard a somewhat familiar broken English voice calling his vest name.

"DEADFAT." Soga stood in front of him, pushing the suitcase, with a wicked smile.

"Did you take your medicine today?" Xiao Zhuo didn't even bother to change his posture, but Soga sat down familiarly, with burning eyes: "You lost."

"Oh? You are glorious?" Xiao Zhuo rolled his eyes, Soga moved closer and wanted to talk again, Xiao Zhuo stood up directly, ignored him, and went back to his teammates.

In fact, he also asked someone to find out that this mysterious Soga is the son of the owner of a monopoly cosmetics company in Japan, and it is said that he is mentally abnormal.

But he doesn't want to care about these now.

If he loses the game, he will fight again in the next year. If he sells his teammates and go fuck you, that's his own choice, but if Lin Yu can't catch up, it will be...he will be with his right hand for the rest of his life?

That must not work, absolutely not.

As a young man with excellent physical and mental functions, Xiao Zhuo felt that his forbearance skills were really coming to an end.

So, before boarding the plane, I sent another private message.

——What time do you come back?They're all on vacation, and it's just me and my aunt at the base

Lin Xueba came back very quickly this time.

——I’ll be back on the 25th, and the experiments are still unfinished, don’t worry, God D, I’ll take care of your daily life when the time comes!

——Take care of the right hand of God!

Is it the right hand of God?

Xiao Zhuo couldn't help laughing again, and habitually flicked the avatar on the screen, feeling very refreshed in his heart, and you will get to know this right hand of God more deeply in the future.

The author has something to say:

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*I really think the cover fits the theme very well, why is Mao laughing at me!

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