To play is to win!

Early in the morning, all MS players put on their team uniforms, except Guan Hong.

"Captain, you don't fit in with the group." Zhang Si accused, "The person who agreed is in his heart, and he doesn't even wear the team uniform."

"I'm going to be a spectator." Guan Hong also took a jacket, "Remember to play well during the competition, otherwise I will rush to the stage and beat you up."

Before the beating started, Zhang Si received a beating warning.

Captain was not gentle with him at all, always full of violence.

They were preparing for the game in the training room of the competition venue, and Guan Hong had already entered the field.

He took the lead in occupying the seat opposite Su Wenle's player bench, and played with his mobile phone safely.

Domestic time just entered the night.

It is the most spiritual moment of staying up late and carnival party.

Guan Hong checked Weibo, and the news jumped.

He slowly read the message prompts, selectively replied to one or two, and waited for the game to start.

The front row of VIP auditoriums has audiences taking their seats one after another.

Being able to see the position of the players at a close distance is always the fastest to fill up.

A blond-haired child sits next to Guan Hong.

He looked like he was only nine years old, and he arrived at the scene with his father.

In Los Angeles, this kind of atmosphere of taking children out to watch the game seems to be very strong.

They were wearing Chicago team uniforms, orange with white team logos, one big and one small, which looked very parent-child.

Guan Hong thought that he should also wear the team uniform.

Anyway, it looks no different from ordinary audiences, with numbers and names written on it, it can also hide among enthusiastic audiences.

The first is Vienna and Detroit.

Although the audience around them were obviously supporters of Chicago, they cheered equally excitedly in the face of a wonderful game.

The child was young, holding two yellow inflatable cheering sticks, and clapped along with the cheers of the crowd.

Maybe that's what the audience is looking forward to.

Regardless of age, gender, nationality, or creed, everyone can feel the same atmosphere and celebrate the winners.

Vienna, which Zhang Si paid the most attention to before the game, defeated Detroit without any suspense.

Guan Hong's familiar id among the players.

The c and tanks of the Austrian World Cup team, coupled with the excellent support from South Korea, formed Vienna's starting lineup.

As he expected, the World Cup is equivalent to the warm-up of the Owl, and those players who performed well in the World Cup have all entered the league.

After all, he still owes jopie a meal.

The first game is over, and the players of the two teams that are about to start the second game have come out ahead of time for equipment adjustment.

Su Wenle has been looking for someone since he stepped out of the backstage.

Fortunately, the first row of audience seats was very close, so he could see Guan Hong at a glance.

Su Wenle happily waved to him.

It caused the audience beside and behind Guan Hong to look around in confusion.

"Wow, the captain's position." Zhang Si also saw it.

Lin Xiaoke put on the earphones and said: "The captain supervises the work on site, if you can't beat him, he will go on stage and beat you up."

All around my ears were the laughter of my teammates.

Even when Chenxing debugs the equipment, there is a cheerful atmosphere.

Guan Hong saw his teammates chatting happily hahaha, but could only hear the music at the venue.

Alone, still a little bit lonely.

So Su Wenle looked over from time to time, and the two made eye contact.

"The captain is eccentric." Zhou Anming sat on the edge of the player bench, "He didn't even glance at me!"

"He doesn't even watch me, but he still watches you?" Li Qin didn't bother to look at their ruthless captain, "Compared to you, I'm one player closer to him.

The whole team was ignored by Guan Hong, only Su Wenle was the winner in life.

But he didn't know it, and the pressure in his heart doubled.

It turns out that "with me watching you" means this.

Su Wenle thought to himself, if he didn't play well, he, who was on the post as a conductor, would definitely be beaten violently.

No matter how gentle Guan Hong's eyes are, Su Wenle looks like a supervisor.

The strictness of the Guan team is deeply rooted in his heart.

As a result, the eye contact stopped, and Guan Hong stared at him without distraction.

After Su Wenle adjusted the equipment, he resolutely left the table, leaving Guan Hong with a chic back.

Guan Hong: ...

It's also ruthless.

Guan Hong was still waiting for Su Wenle to wave goodbye before leaving, so he left without showing him any affection at all.

He reverted to widowhood.

Even sitting in the first row, Guan Hong is very safe.

The photographer's lens swept over, and he smiled and passed.

Anyway... In the eyes of foreigners, Asians should all look similar.

American time is particularly unfriendly to domestic audiences.

After a long period of publicity preparation, when they saw the dark purple flag appearing in the live broadcast room, they couldn't help cheering.

--I'm coming

- Nearly died suddenly, really

——Is Guan Hong not appearing?Who's on today?

Five o'clock in the morning is the first show of Morning Star in the show area.

And the audience who practice immortality until dawn, are all worried about the first owl.

Imperialism does not have our socialist red scarf in mind.

The barrage of "Go to work after reading" and "Go to school after reading" appeared endlessly, with blood and tears every word.

Behind the screaming barrage, there are countless bald men who love Overwatch.

What is more tiring is the explanation.

The audience can lie on the bed and watch on their mobile phones, but they have to sit in front of the commentary booth and start pre-match preparations from two o'clock.

Even though they are in the country, they have to start living a day and night life upside down.

I have to continue talking nonsense in front of the stage.

Lao Jiang explained the daily cultivation of immortals, and when he talked about Chen Xing, he would speak thirty sentences without panting.

He said: "Although it's a pity that Guan Hong can't make it today, Gu Kuan also has a stunning Widowmaker. Today's hero pool is King's Avenue, Lijiang Tower, Eichenwalde, and Junker Town. Not afraid of Chicago. Besides, without Guan Hong, we just took a look to see if ms is stronger and more bald than the legendary one."

The rhythm of "The anchor discriminated against the bald man and reported it" was buzzing on the barrage.

Suddenly, the camera cuts into the auditorium without warning.

The protagonist we talked about just now is playing with his mobile phone.

--Um?

——Guan Hong?

The ms team members were preparing to fight on the stage, but the captain was hiding in the auditorium and playing with his mobile phone!

Even William, Xiuxian's commentator partner, laughed out loud. He said, "Guan Hong was caught playing with his mobile phone. He is not professional at all, and his salary will be deducted!"

Lao Jiang sighed, "He plays with his mobile phone with his left hand, and it's quite smooth."

The camera flashed by, and everyone could see clearly.

Guan Hong plays with his mobile phone with his left hand, and puts his right hand on his lap obediently, showing no intention of working hard.

——I still wear wristbands, I feel bad

Before the game, the bullet screen was crying and crying, and it was all comforted by the commentary.

"You don't need to worry too much. Coach Meng told me that Guan Hong is recovering from his hand injury very well. If there is no accident, he can play in the main game."

Guan Hong also left a message to Su Wenle on his mobile phone, criticizing him for being ruthless and callous. He didn't even know that he was caught playing on his mobile phone.

If it weren't for the loud music at the venue, he would definitely attack with voice.

"Guan Hong? Is it Guan Hong from Chenxing?" The English question was very slow.

As soon as Guan Hong looked up, he saw George, the queen host of owl.

At the beginning of the last game, he introduced the characteristics of the two teams with an astonishing speed, and in the middle of the picture change, he held a quiz with prizes that he liked to hear.

"Yes." Guan Hong nodded in surprise.

In his mind, he thought that to foreigners, all Asians looked the same.

However, he forgot that 1.9-meter Asians are still different from ordinary Asians.

After all, it was a team that had just won the World Cup runner-up, so they couldn't even recognize it, and George's face recognition ability was too underestimated.

"You can speak English? That's really great." George was very happy when he saw him answering, "So can I interview you before the game?"

Guan Hong came to watch the game.

Not wearing a team uniform is ready for stealth.

But George was very enthusiastic, and before he could answer, he continued: "It's just a simple interaction and cheering for the players on the stage. I heard that you can't compete because of a hand injury. It's a pity. So I hope you can Bring a little encouragement to the kids."

George had already said that, Guan Hong would be a little uninterested in refusing.

"Okay, happy to oblige."

When China jumped from the commentary to the game scene, Guan Hong stood in the center of the venue, with the host.

——What is this for?

--I dont understand!

George's standard spoken language was so fast that domestic audiences couldn't understand it at all.

In the barrage of "Come on, subtitle me", Lao Jiang finally pointed out the gist in a concise and concise manner.

"This is to interview Guan Hong."

Speaking of interviewing Guan Hong, everyone started the show off session.

After all, they know Guan Hong 100 million times better than foreigners!

He is 1.9 meters tall and is good at all heroes.

The game is when the big brother finishes ordering and treats the fans with first-level gentleness.

Gender male, orientation? , There are a lot of wives and husbands.

And, they have private photos too!The one without the watermark!

It doesn't matter if you don't understand English!

Who can understand Guan Hong better than us!

The barrage was showing off all kinds of things in an instant. If they couldn't get out, they would definitely run out to send the special building.

What "Guan Hong you want to know is all in it".

What is "Guan Hong emoticon pack [-], the reply can be seen".

What "I'm here to take a group photo and sign a limited number of autographs".

The pride of the audience is born from the heart.

After the brief interview ended, Guan Hong finally said something that everyone understood.

"Fighting! xiuqu morning star!"

The audience did not expect that Guan Hong, who was on the bench, even made it to the big screen as a support.

——Although I can't understand what they are talking about, but fighting

——Guan Hong quit the ms team, Guan Hong joined the ms cheerleading team

——Want to see Guan Hong wearing a cheerleading skirt

——Brave short skirt? ? ?you have a strong taste

With Guan Hong in the opening stage, without his ms debut, it seems not so regrettable.

Su Wenle walked in the front, leading the team amidst cheers.

Everyone is in high spirits, welcoming the first game.

The first picture, King's Row.

They have practiced many times, and they took the long and short guns directly at the beginning.

Su Wenle's dva.

owl is a points race.

They have to play all four maps in every game, win or lose.

When the four maps are over and the two sides have the same score, they will enter the fifth play-off map.

The last game between Vienna and Detroit was a brutal 4:0.

Now, it's their turn.

King's Row began to test.

Lao Jiang was still seriously analyzing Chicago's defensive lineup, and the upper right corner dropped.

"What? What's going on?"

He even suspected that he had stayed up all night and misread it. It didn't take long for Chicago to die first!

"Opportunity, Lao Jiang! Opportunity!" William said excitedly, "Now our ms has a great advantage, and we have already entered the point!"

I thought it would be extremely difficult without Guan Hong's ms.

But judging from the meeting between the two sides, Chicago is not as tall and mighty as imagined.

After all, it is a team composed of unknown players, and there may be insufficient combat experience.

In any case, the overwhelming attack brought a unique experience to the audience.

——ms is so fierce now

Without waiting for Widowmaker to start, dva rushed in.

It's unreasonable to believe, and it's almost finished the tank as the leader.

Su Wenle's voice resounded calmly in the voice.

They have practiced King's Road countless times, and every landing point has been calculated and figured out.

There's no reason why you can't take this target point.

Occupy points, push carts, and pounce on them is a wave of fighting.

Even if Gu Kuan can't become Guan Hong's second, he can replace Genji and shuttle back and forth to harvest the remaining blood heads.

"Exciting." Lao Jiang watched the scene return from melee to calm, "MS has a huge advantage, four big moves, how can you lose?!"

A real strong team is not afraid of poisonous milk, and Lao Jiang's milk is unscrupulous.

The strong offense visible to the naked eye has made everyone foresee the victory of Morningstar's debut in advance.

Kings Row wins easily.

Chicago declared the fight over without even touching the car.

Su Wenle looked at the word "victory" and happily took off the earphones.

Surrounding his ears was the music, and he couldn't understand the explanation.

In front of him is a gentle smiling face.

Seeing him looking over, Guan Hong immediately gave a thumbs up and mouthed "Not bad".

"Quickly, give the captain a response." Zhang Si pushed him.

"What response?"

"Compare your heart!" Lin Xiaoke said, "dva, it's just a matter of comparing your heart."

Su Wenle clasped his hands together, still in dva's representative heart-to-heart pose.

Maybe it was Guan Hong's laughing reaction, which aroused his teammates to play around.

All the staff on the ms stage suddenly began to pose in various poses.

The contestant Xi group danced wildly, and even Gu Kuan was caught by Zhang Si, and they made a pair of arms to compare their hearts.

Guan Hong couldn't help but laugh.

The guys on stage looked like six spring outing kids waiting for their grown-ups to take pictures.

So, he stood up, took out his mobile phone and used his left hand to take pictures of them.

The people who attracted the captain's attention no longer cared about the field.

Hold your posture and wait for the captain to say ok.

However, where there is one that takes pictures, there comes a second.

The entire audience in the front row almost stood up, just to take a picture of this group of guys who made a collective show of cuteness on the spur of the moment.

"Can you withdraw? My hands are sore."

"Wait, wait, there's another one taking pictures, all right, all right."

Finally meeting the needs of the audience, everyone sat back to their seats and waited for the next picture to start.

A group of cuties posed in the competition booth, and the photographer lived up to expectations and gave them a panoramic view.

The barrage is full of cute kisses.

Staying up all night was a worthwhile trip, no drowsiness, knocking on the keyboard.

——My MS is number one in the world!

——Photographer, add chicken legs!