To play is to win!

ms won and the whole lounge was in high spirits.

The coaches celebrate each other like crazy.

Zhan Shu shook his face and was beaten back.

It felt really good.

"Calm down, take it easy." Meng Beichuan's heartbeat was extremely fast, and he pretended to be calm, "We are people of quality, so don't act too complacent hahaha."

The laughter betrayed Meng Beichuan's heart.

Not only is he proud, but he also wants to bring good wine and good food to the base in Rome, and have a long talk with Bob En.

Meng Beichuan said: "Yang Rui, what do you think I should bring to the door? Our specialty Luzhou Laojiao or Red Star Erguotou?"

"Mengge, Mengge, Sister Ya won't allow you to drink."

Judy interrupted at a critical moment and successfully prevented a coach-to-coach communication.

"Just don't tell her." Meng Beichuan said in a consistent way, "I want to build a good relationship with Rome. From now on, they will take us to the Italian market, and we can think of new tactics by the way. Men talk about things. How can there be no wine! Yang Rui help me find wine, oh, Zhu Di, don't want this expression, walk around and pick up our great hero."

The meaning of the eight-game winning streak is different.

After the players finished the game, the officials launched a temporary interview.

The biggest main force should be Su Wenle.

But he looked at the host, and quickly said: "Forget it, come on, Guan Hong, go and be my press spokesman."

His level of English should not be ashamed in front of the whole world.

It would be embarrassing if you couldn't even understand the question.

ms daily captain interview.

The contestants huddled together to watch Guan Hong deal with everything skillfully.

"Eight consecutive victories..." Zhou Anming sighed, "It's over half before I know it."

Sixteen teams, fifteen opponents.

The wheel-like cycle, coupled with the number of training sessions, made him a little numb.

ms leads the owl, and no one can shake the number one position in the standings. The only thing that changes is the number of victories.

Su Wenle listened to the host's question and thought quietly in his heart.

Practicing English vigorously is still effective.

At least he understood what the other party asked—how does it feel to beat Rome.

Guan Hong said: "I am very happy to win the game again. Roma played very well throughout the game and put a lot of pressure on us. We are also surprised to be able to beat them."

"That's really surprising." Zhang Si beeped while listening, "These lineups will be sprayed bloody by teammates in the game."

"You are exaggerating too much, at best you will be blamed for losing."

Teammates are chatting.

Only Su Wenle was listening to the interview seriously.

Guan Hong's voice was gentle and he answered politely.

Overcoming the language barrier, Su Wenle has the illusion that Pan An is in the eye of the beholder.

Wait until the short interview is over.

When Guan Hong was walking this way, Su Wenle suddenly opened his arms, playing a rogue.

"Captain, carry one?"

He is 1.8 meters tall, and his tone sounds like 1.6 meters.

Su Wenle grabbed Guan Hong's back and climbed up, not shy at all.

"I'm so tired. I don't want to leave. I have worked hard even if I have no credit. Go away and don't tease me. Guan Hong won't be able to bear it anymore."

Su Wenlelai was very arrogant on Guan Hong's back.

It's different to be a commander, chatting with teammates condescendingly, and stroking Guan Hong's short hair casually, as casually as stroking a flash egg.

Guan Hong definitely pampered him.

It's rare for this guy to show his temper, so of course he has to have a good time.

The tall duo will attract countless attention even passing through the corridor of the lounge.

Originally, the ms team had bright logos.

The one with these two stacked arhats is even more eye-catching.

"I should have photographed it for you."

Lin Xiaoke kept her word and ordered them not to move.

He took materials at will, and then sent a photo of an expert who couldn't fit in the lens to the broad masses of the people.

ms_lxk: Shocked!A well-known team player actually did such a thing!

All of a sudden, Lin Xiaoke's comments were full of shockers.

--Shock! Cooky is so tall!

--Shock!Guan Hong can recite it?

——Are these two people so happy? Cooky can touch the ceiling with his hands!

Before everyone had time to congratulate ms and congratulate ms, attention was attracted by the expert duo.

No matter how many years the team has been established, this is the first time they have seen someone who dares to dominate Guan Hong!

Cooky is really amazing.

Just joined the team and won the championship.

Become a national representative player, perform exceptionally well and win the runner-up all the way.

Once entering the owl, there will be a live performance of "You think I am a hero specialist, but I am actually a hero Haida".

Cooky became brighter and brighter, and even the whole ms was full of vitality.

All day long, it's not about cats and dogs, it's about teammates.

It perfectly filled the fans' curiosity about the team, and also harvested countless beauty photos and boyfriend perspectives.

In the past, the fixed topic of the MS fan group was "what is Guner betting on today".

Nowadays, among the changing topics of discussion, the constant is "what does cooky eat today".

The treatment of eight consecutive victories is indeed different.

The audience on the other side of the Pacific Ocean can still see the roasted whole lamb from the air.

——Does this project still exist in Los Angeles? !

After the game, it's time for ms to eat, drink and drink again.

However, in the happy promotional photo, only Meng Beichuan is holding orange juice and looking unhappy.

As a coach, he has a huge credit for this victory.

It's a pity that no amount of credit can be exchanged for a glass of wine.

Meng Beichuan was extremely melancholy.

He gnawed on a leg of lamb and played Twitter with one hand.

Meng Beichuan, who had always been disdainful of English-language software, found Bob's homepage by beating around the bush.

Click to follow and send a private message.

— Friend, are you free for a drink?

Eat and drink most of the night.

It was Meng Beichuan who received the reply.

— the next time we win back.

Alas, Roma coach is really annoying.

They don't understand people's hearts at all.

After the ms game, the players routinely take a short vacation.

The coaching staff is still busy and busy.

The only thing worthy of their comfort is:

It's not that the ms coaching staff is busy, all the owl teams are starting to be so busy that they don't touch the ground.

The eight-game winning streak in the standings has almost laid the foundation for ms to enter the title match.

All major coaching teams are re-evaluating this team.

The purpose is not to meet and defeat them in the future, but to learn from them.

After all, the goal of a team with eight consecutive victories is to win [-] consecutive victories.

Although, such an unbelievable point of view is said, even the people in ms don't believe it.

"impossible."

Zhang Si was eating popcorn, "Don't talk about other teams, there is Incheon behind."

The rest of the team is relaxed.

Everyone piled on the sofa and licked the cats to eat snacks, and watched the TV series in English with great interest.

"I think Sydney is very strong. Although we have been losing before, the running-in is getting better and better. We are afraid that we will overturn."

When milking herself, Lin Xiaoke never soft-spoken.

Li Qin was leaning on the sofa to play with his mobile phone, but the flash egg came running back from the training room.

"Why, they ignored you?"

Gu Kuan stretched out his hand to grab firewood, "It's too pitiful, the captain forgot the firewood when he had Brother Le."

Originally, the teammates sent the flash egg to call for someone.

They ordered fried chicken and pizza, but Su Wenle and Guan Hongwo stayed in the training room and couldn't come out.

Even during the break, Su Wenle and Guan Hong were practicing double row.

Such a stupid thing as killing my dva by my own ice wall has long been on the Owl comedian special, and I whipped the corpse back and forth repeatedly.

Su Wenle admitted that he and Guan Hong haven't practiced together for too long, and the tacit understanding is indeed declining.

Playing a game is not the same as playing in bed.

Although they are all hands-on skills, the competition must accumulate years of conditioned reflexes in order to form the due cooperation.

Young people have endless energy.

Guan Hong is now in the hands of Su Wenle, and if he wants to indulge at night, he will be stopped by Su Wenle's sentence "Let's raise the ice wall".

The status of the captain is declining day by day.

If he didn't save face, Su Wenle wouldn't even let him go to bed.

For games on the US server, the voice channels are all in English.

Su Wenle's hard work was not in vain.

At least in times of crisis, command your teammates to cooperate with a set of big moves without pressure.

With Guan Hong's translation, Su Wenle changed from a mute to a cold conductor.

Most of the time, don't talk nonsense, but at critical times, lead the group with one sentence, and conquer passers-by by strength.

After queuing for two more games, the two masters finally stepped into the palace of the top [-] in the US server.

The world of the top [-] is especially scary.

Even a pharaoh with an unfamiliar id can crazily steal the head from Guan Hong.

"Hahaha Guan Hong, you still say you are number one in the world?"

Su Wenle laughed at Guan Hong's lack of psychological burden, "Pharahs and passers-by can grab your output money!"

Guan Hong did only have one silver medal in his hand.

He has been in the competitive mode for many years. Except for the games that he is too tired to play seriously, he can even get an output gold for the treatment.

This passer-by, Pharah Eagle, is really not very kind.

At the critical moment when Guan Hong needed to show off his masculinity, he actually came to steal the limelight.

"Whose trumpet?"

Guan Hong's eyes were filled with strangeness as he poked at Pharah's life.

The competitive mode of the US server is almost dominated by owl players, and it is impossible to be a world-class expert who can turn out to be a c position.

When switching offense and defense, Guan Hong pays special attention to this teammate.

The Pharah's style of play is aggressive, and the opponents who ride face are not at all cowardly.

He always spoke words in communication, and he felt that the pronunciation sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

In the team melee, the audio channel is full of English.

Suddenly, the head of the Pharah falcon flashed in the upper left corner, and a Chinese sentence came - "milk me!"

The man shouted out his mother tongue in a hurry, and then came to his senses, "ineed healing!" (I need healing)

"Tingting!"

Su Wenle was super happy.

Even though the fighting situation was extremely dangerous and there were three foreign passers-by in the team, he still shouted.

"what?"

Kang Ting was surprised. It took almost a whole game before he found out that one of his teammates was Su Wenle.

"First strike, first strike!"

He doesn't do any English communication anymore.

With Su Bunle, the chances of winning are super high.

"Su Wenle, you open the shield to protect me, I'm going to open the big one!"

The pharah's eagle descends to clear the field of justice.

Kang Ting also won a handsome player of the match.

Silver City's recent game form is good.

They have weathered the toughest days and are showing an upward trend.

With three losses and five wins, the ranking slowly climbed up and fell into the upper middle class.

Silver City is nowhere near the title race, though.

There are too many two-loser and one-loser teams on their heads, how difficult it is to get into the top four.

"Why did you change your ID?"

Su Wenle looked at his account, it was new, and there was no record in the previous season.

"Practice heroes." Kang Ting said happily, "I changed to a new account, so that my teammates won't see me playing Widowmaker Tracer and won't allow me to play other heroes."

Kang Ting's new account has trained many different heroes.

There are t, dps and treatment.

A variety of different hero colors are displayed, perfect to be a rainbow bar runner.

The agreed two-person duo.

It became three rows again.

The game ladder is like this. When you meet acquaintances, you can't wave goodbye.

Kang Ting is very happy to be able to form a team with Su Wenle and Guan Hong.

In his free time, he spends all his time in the game alone, and has not teamed up with friends or teammates for a long time.

He is not strong enough, he has to become stronger.

Then lead the team to compete for more victories.

Guan Hong clicked Match and waited for the system to search.

Kang Ting was still showing off his practice results with Su Wenle.

"Brother Le, look at my hero stats, it's quite explosive. Did you see when we fought Chicago the day before yesterday? The iron fist I took in the last 15 seconds directly beat Chicago's invisible shadow! The air component of Overwatch contains shadows Hahaha, I just sprinted and boxed with inertia, and I killed the black shadow in seconds. These are all I practiced in the competition."

"Now I can win a lot of heroes." Kang Ting's voice was clear and confident on the voice channel, "I don't want to lose any of the remaining seven games."

"We, Yincheng Tengfei, are going to join your show, Chenxing, for a title match."