Widowed Bot Lane [eSports]

After the end of the LPLS8 Summer Split, they went through several rounds of cruel knockout rounds, and finally ushered in the long-awaited S8 Summer Playoffs for all LPL viewers.

而作为东部赛和西部赛区积分分别第一的两支队伍,MAG以及NFG需要等前面的几支队伍分别打完8进6以及6进4之后角逐出最优秀的两支队伍，分别和东部赛区第一以及西部赛区第一进行一轮BO3赛制的半决赛。

This is a good thing for the MAG team, because it means that they will have enough time to adjust and adapt to the version. In addition, they can roughly analyze the upcoming games through the previous playoffs What kind of means and strategies will the opponent adopt.

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This is the first time that Xiao Zeyang has come into contact with something like "playoffs" as a professional player, and it is also the first time he has known that the atmosphere in the team after entering the playoffs will be so serious and even... even shocking. Suffocation is not an exaggeration.

It's a completely different feeling from the beginning of the season.

And although He Weiming wouldn't pull his neck and yell at people as if he was full like Shen Zheng, but he would use his unique way to torture people.

"You guys are playing this team battle as if you are afraid that the opponent will not be able to get five kills in the bottom lane. How convenient are the pair of five-speed shoes to send up." This is what MAG said in the replay after the invitational match with the Korean team LSG talk.

"This is how you guys are going to enter the playoffs? What about your TP in the top lane when the jungle team starts? Huh?"

"..."

"Hurry up, don't waste everyone's time," He Weiming said while impatiently tapping the notebook in his hand with a signature pen: "Prepare for the next Gao Yuqi."

To be honest with He Weiming, this is not a problem at all, at best it is just a humiliation.

Because anyone with a discerning eye present at this moment can see that this is clearly a mistake of Lu Cong's consciousness. The team battle started too hastily and he didn't think of handing over the TP at the first time. When he realized it, it was already too late.

Lu Cong was already thin-skinned, not to mention he didn't know how to speak in front of so many people, but He Weiming just wanted to hear an answer.

"forgotten……"

In the end, Lu Cong bit the bullet and choked out three words, his face turned red.

"You, a TP who is the top order, can forget what you are still playing the top order?" He Weiming was leaning on the back of the chair, but when he heard Lu Cong say this, he simply straightened up: "You just put all the QWER I forgot how happy it is, I lost four in the early stage, do you know how much later the sword demon is than you? How many knives can you get in the round of four guarantees and one?"

"I……"

"What kind of playoffs are you playing in this state?" He Weiming hardly gave Lu Cong any room to refute, and after a cold snort, he turned his gaze to Gao Yuqi: "And you, you are deaf to report to Miss on the road Do you see or are you blind?"

"...I have been thinking about clearing the line of troops and going down to catch the policewoman." Gao Yuqi is much thicker than Lu Cong, and it can be said that it is easy to take the blame for things like this: "And I think Zuo Yi's blood volume is not much, so..."

"Zoe doesn't have much health, why don't you jump the tower?"

"Afraid of taking the blame..."

"You fucking don't take the blame for this?" Finally, He Weiming, who had been trying hard to restrain himself, was finally forced to speak a little louder at this moment: "I have been playing professionally for almost three years, and if I say that I am on the top , How fucking wonderful is your own world, even Miss doesn't know how to look at it?"

When He Weiming said these words, the manager Wang Su originally wanted to open the door and come in to observe and record the work, but after seeing He Weiming's expression, he bowed three times and said "Excuse me" before closing the door. Came to the door and left.

Didn't stay for half a second.

He Weiming didn't say much, looked up and looked outside the door, then turned his gaze back to these people.

"This is a communication issue, understand? Commander, what are you doing in the bottom lane?"

Finally, it's time to come.

The so-called blessing or misfortune cannot be avoided. The moment He Weiming said the word "command", Xiao Zeyang involuntarily clutched the corner of Jing Fan's clothes beside him.

The whole person instantly showed a kind of panic beyond words.

It is a precursor to scolding.

"You don't need to replenish troops, you choose a poke that you don't need in the early stage of the bull head, don't know how to communicate with Sanlu? Gao Yuqi didn't hear the report Miss on the road, and you didn't hear it?"

Xiao Zeyang was naturally aggrieved, because judging from the situation at the time, Xiao Zeyang must not have known that Gao Yuqi hadn't heard Miss on the road, and he thought Gao Yuqi understood, so he concentrated his attention on the next Road to line.

However, when Gao Yuqi quickly sent out the first blood, it was too late.

It’s just that Xiao Zeyang wouldn’t dare to say that in front of He Weiming, but as long as he opened his mouth, He Weiming would continue to ask confidently: “What do you think? Playing games is what you think Is it possible? You thought you could win the LPL championship, but now you are in the semi-finals, right?"

So the best choice before Xiao Zeyang is to choose silence.

But who is He Weiming, how could he let Xiao Zeyang hide so easily.

So he narrowed his eyes, his sharp gaze was like a poisonous needle sprayed out by a cactus in Plants vs. Zombies, it jumped over the group of people sitting in the front row and stabbed straight at the poor, weak and helpless Xiao Zeyang.

"Didn't you hear it?" He Weiming repeated.

It feels as if every time he repeats the question he just said, the temperature in the room will drop by a degree or two... If he repeats it two more times, everyone can wear down jackets together.

Having said that, it feels like Wang Su should have gone back to find a down jacket just now...

"heard it."

Xiao Zeyang sniffed, and nodded his head courageously.

And at the same time, I told myself from the bottom of my heart that a real man should be brave enough to take responsibility, even such a small matter would be timid, so how should I protect Jing Fan in the future!

"It was me..."

"shut up!"

He Weiming rolled his eyes and gagged him when he heard that Jing Fan was going to defend Xiao Zeyang forcibly, "It's always you, it's all you, you're a kitchen utensil seller who grabs the pot all day long Back? Then you love to take the blame, you carry Gao Yuqi's back for a while and do fifty push-ups on the ground."

"……Do not."

Jing Fan put his hands in his pockets and pulled up the zipper of his coat, shrinking his neck into the neckline.

cowardly.

Gao Yuqi: "????"

"I know Xiao Zeyang, you worked hard, and I also know how difficult it is for you to grow from a youth trainee to the present through this summer game." He Weiming pushed his glasses, and his attitude was a little calmer: "Jing Fan defends you in the team. , Shen Zheng defends you, Gao Yuqi defends you, even the retired Jin Qianchi came to me to defend you, but do you understand that you should face or have to face some problems?"

Xiao Zeyang nodded.

"Don't be arrogant because you are favored, you have something in your heart." He Weiming lowered his head and wrote a few strokes in his notebook: "Now the team's communication during games is a big problem."

"Ah."

When Xiao Zeyang nodded, he felt Jing Fan pull his hand twice, and then turned his head to look at Jing Fan, his eyes were full of doubts.

Then I saw Jing Fan secretly smiling, took his mobile phone and typed a few red hearts on the memo and showed it to Xiao Zeyang, which was regarded as a small comfort.

Xiao Zeyang glanced at He Weiming, and after making sure that He Weiming's attention was no longer on him, he lowered his head and drew a crying expression on his notebook, and when he finished the drawing, he felt ugly and crossed it out to write a QAQ.

Jing Fan smiled when he saw it.

Xiao Zeyang knew that Jing Fan had worked very hard to take the blame on himself, but Xiao Zeyang was also very glad that He Weiming did not give Jing Fan such a chance in the end.

Being scolded is a good thing, just like those students in the school who were called to the office by the teacher to talk, it shows that He Weiming thinks he can still save, otherwise he will really be spoiled if he continues like this.

"In the next game, we will be able to hear the team's voice in the waiting room. Xiao Zeyang, I will focus on listening to your command."

After chatting for a while, He Weiming once again focused on Xiao Zeyang.

"There's not much time left for you."

Xiao Zeyang nodded his head twice.

He didn't know if it was He Weiming who was deliberately putting pressure on himself, if so, then this speed could be called perfect.

But any more, even just a few more words, with Xiao Zeyang's immature mental capacity, he would feel that he would be out of breath.

Sure enough, the depth is still He Weiming's routine.

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After the meeting was over, everyone sat in front of their seats.

Although they won the previous training match, because several rounds of team battles failed to meet He Weiming's requirements and expected results, they could only bite the bullet and continue.

"Liaohe didn't look for you today? Tomorrow is the LMS semi-final."

Gao Yuqi turned to look at Jing Fan, and asked with a smile.

Liao He was the support of Jing Fan, who was older than Jin Qianchi. Later, after Jin Qianchi came up, he played in MAG for a while before switching to LMS.

Every year in the competition, as long as Liao He's team is expected to qualify as the No. [-] seed, he will always come to Jing Fan for a chat, show off, and stay year after year.

Hearing Gao Yuqi's question, Jing Fan first raised his eyebrows, then calmly turned his head to look at the computer screen: "No."

"You don't have it, or you don't dare to have it~" Gao Yuqi laughed when he heard this, and his eyes drifted to Xiao Zeyang unconsciously.

"Hey, you're very annoying." Yan Fusen couldn't help but pat Gao Yuqi from the side hard: "What about sowing discord."

"Brother, you are so humorous. I can provoke the relationship between them?"

Yan Fusen thought for a while, then nodded: "That's true."

"I remembered when I mentioned Liao He," He Weiming interrupted from the side: "Let's wait for the LMS to find a chance to play a training match with Liao He's team after the game."

"Let Xiao Zeyang meet Jing Fan's ex-one, two, and three before the World Championship."

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