To play is to win!

There are many restaurants in Los Angeles.

It was early and the place was quiet. They searched the Internet and found a Chinese restaurant with a very high rating.

"So I came all the way to Los Angeles, and the first meal was shredded pork with green peppers and ants on the tree?"

"And the creme brulee made by Guan Hong himself!"

Su Wenle took out the cup and bragged, "The fans want it so much! It's cheap for you, a hostile fan!"

"Wow!"

Xie Qi was very excited and took it over, "What did Team Guan do? Is it the one in the video?"

Guan Hong nodded, "Well, I just made it this morning."

"Great!" Xie Qi held the creme brulee and looked at Guan Hong, "Team Guan, can I ask you something?"

"There's no more, don't push yourself!" Su Wenle interjected.

"Go away, I don't want more."

Xie Qi pushed away Su Wenle who came over, "Team Guan, can I pass it on to Tingting? Tingting will be very happy if she knows that you did it."

Xie Qi looked at Guan Hong.

Su Wenle stopped talking and looked at Guan Hong.

Two pairs of eyes stared at him.

Guan Hong feels a heavy responsibility.

Su Wenle's face almost said "say yes".

"It's okay, it's for you anyway, you can give it to anyone."

A cup of creme brulee suddenly became the guest of honor at the table.

Xie Qi took various photos with a solemn expression, and even Su Wenle started to join in the fun.

"Guan Hong, come, take it!"

Zijialele's orders cannot be disobeyed.

Su Wenle asked Guan Hong to take the pudding, so take the pudding.

Also took a group photo.

The brain knows what they are going to do at will.

It is estimated that within one or two minutes, we will see you in the Weibo and Twitter fan groups on various forums.

After lunch, we started a happy walking tour.

The three of them were walking on the street, whether they went into the store to have a look, they were very happy.

Guan Hong was responsible for carrying the bag throughout the process.

The two walked and chatted.

After wandering around all afternoon, Xie Qi subjectively felt that he was five catties fatter.

"Let's go to the venue early, I want to sit in the first row, and hurry to queue!"

"Just go in before the opening." Guan Hong looked at the time, "Let's go through the staff passage."

Insiders just can do whatever they want.

They took a taxi and rushed to the venue. As soon as they arrived, they could see the densely packed audience outside the venue.

"So many people!" Xie Qi was surprised.

He, who went through the back door, even sent his luggage to the ms training room.

Then Su Wenle took Xie Qi to grab the front row.

The people from ms were all at the base, so Guan Hong left after putting his luggage away.

Just when the door of the venue opened, he was 1.9 meters tall and wore a player nameplate, blocking the hall in minutes.

"Wow, Guan Hong!"

"Can you take a group photo? The world's number one free man."

"I'm a Morning Star fan, look, the jersey."

Even if there is no ms game, enthusiastic fans like to walk around in gay gay purple jerseys.

Guan Hong thanked them one by one, and refused, and told everyone with a gentle smile, "The competition is about to start, please take your seats first."

Fortunately, he didn't start the autograph session on the spot.

The staff gave a thankful look and guided the audience to enter the venue quickly.

When Guan Hong came to the first row, Su Wenle and Xie Qi even filled up their cheering sticks.

"It's so slow, Guan Hong."

Su Wenle stuffed the bright yellow refueling stick in his arms, picked up another one and blew it.

The process of inflating the refueling stick was quite boring, but Guan Hong looked at Su Wenle's bulging cheeks, very cute.

"Hamster."

"Huh?" Su Wenle, the hamster, blew violently, blowing up the fuel stick, "Look! Professional fans, professional inflation technology."

"specialized."

Guan Hong laughed out loud, picked up another fuel stick, and helped him recharge it quickly.

"Give."

Su Wenle held two cheering sticks, almost drunk by Guan Hong's tenderness.

Even blowing is very handsome, and, come on, it is full of air.

"Guan Hong, you are so handsome!"

Guan Hong stretched out his hand and touched the hamster's head with a smile, "I know."

Xie Qi looked at the two of them enviously, "You guys really have a good relationship, when can Tingting accompany me to watch a game, woo woo..."

Before Su Wenle had time to comfort her, she glanced out of the corner of her eye and raised her hand, "Ah, Tingting!"

In the three-person group in the front row, two people jumped up and took a cheering stick to pat, making a bang bang bang sound.

"Tingting Tingting!"

"Come on, Yincheng!"

Before the fight started, it attracted everyone's attention.

Even if the indoor light is very dark, Kang Ting can see clearly.

He pounced on the player's bench and tried his best to move forward, "Thank you!"

"Is it cooky?" Wood held the earphones.

"Hey, isn't that off team?"

"Who is that? The one who yelled the loudest." It was the first time for the teammates to feel the enthusiasm of the vice president of their support club.

"My friend, Xie Qi." Kang Ting sat back and continued to adjust the equipment.

As soon as he mentions his name, his teammates are impressed.

"Oh, isn't that Xie Qi in the fan group who often swipes the screen! I used to think that he was stealing the spotlight when I watched the bf game, but looking at it now, it really is."

Thanks to the service of the three-person team, the atmosphere of Yincheng's pre-match preparations was very cheerful.

Even if Guan Hong just sits there, it is very inspiring.

"I'm going to fight hard this time."

"Captain Morning Star is here to cheer us on, it would be embarrassing to lose."

"Wait, from the perspective of the team, they should hope that we lose."

"No." Kang Ting stopped his teammates from going down the wrong path, "Brother Guan definitely wants us to win."

"Go into the title match with consecutive victories, and then play against Chenxing."

Yincheng has been shrouded in Kang Ting's bloody atmosphere.

To enter the title match, you have to win consecutively like ms.

Incredible thoughts, once repeated every day, seem to come true.

Words are powerful weapons.

Kang Ting constantly encouraged his teammates, we can win consecutive victories, and we can still meet ms.

It seems that it can really be the same.

A short device debug becomes silent.

Everyone focused on testing computer performance and stopped chatting.

The excited audience in the audience was still clapping the cheer sticks, not tired at all.

"I, Yincheng, must be able to win!"

"Correct!"

"I, Tingting, hit the other side!"

"of course!"

The two Tingting madmen wantonly bully international friends who can't understand Chinese, and arrogantly judge their opponents to be eliminated.

Guan Hong smiled and listened to their nonsense.

There are mostly Zurich fans around, not for others, just for moye.

The audience that popular players can bring is far more than that of unknown and powerful factions.

Even though there were quite a few people who liked Yincheng Kangting, most of them were still wearing team uniforms of other colors, waiting for the next or next team to take the stage.

However, it is enough for Yincheng to have Su Wenle and Xie Qi.

As long as Yincheng plays well and wins the head, the two stand up and cheer and slap excitedly, with the slogans of "Tingting", "Come on", "Yincheng" and "Must win", shouting louder than anyone else. All loud.

Finally, after a round, Guan Hong tugged at the hem of Su Wenle's clothes.

"hold head high?!"

"It's better for you to speak English, so that other Yincheng fans can also participate."

"Oh oh, yes!"

Guan Hong looked at the two helplessly.

Change the cheering slogan to English.

However, the effect was not very good, it just attracted a few sporadic audiences in the back row, laughing and shouting let'syin.

Lots of audience.

Not more fans of this game.

But they are enthusiastic and like to cheer, and whoever has the loudest voice will join the cheering queue.

After a break, Guan Hong stood up.

He turned around and said out loud over the blaring background music: "Guys, can I give some encouragement to the kids on stage?"

"OK." "Well!"

Everyone is very happy.

After all, I didn't come to the game to watch a movie.

Participating in the exciting support activities is also a rare experience for the audience.

With Guan Hong's mobilization, Xie Qi became the team leader again.

The scene entered Oasis City, and when the two sides began to prepare, the audience began——

"Silver City!"

"Fighting!"

There were sporadic voices, and the volume became louder and louder.

With Yincheng's wonderful performance, it gradually became the support of the audience.

Yincheng won the game, took off the earphones, there was huge cheers and the sound of cheering sticks slapping, they couldn't even hear their teammates chatting clearly.

"Our support captain is too good!"

The teammates laughed hahaha, watching the cheering sticks waving all over the field.

It has been a long time since I heard such a tidy and excited cheer.

Kang Ting saw Xie Qi jumping up and waving his hands under the stage, raised his hand and waved, and responded to him.

He said, "It's Xie Qi after all."

"professional."

In the battle of Yincheng, Su Wenle and Xie Qi roared with enthusiasm.

Their cheering sticks all leaked, so they picked up Guan Hong's cheering sticks and continued shooting.

"Victory streak!"

"It is necessary to win consecutively!" Su Wenle said, "I think Yincheng is in good condition, and it is absolutely fine to pursue the victory."

The analysis was so convincing that Xie Qi's eyes lit up.

The judgment of professional players is completely different from that of fans.

Although my brother thinks so too.

"Hey, Guan Hong, are you coming to the game again?"

The host came over.

From the very beginning, he found these especially excited support groups.

As an opponent's team, you can also come to cheer for the opponent in person, which is really in line with the spirit of friendship in competitive competitions.

Guan Hong smiled, "Come with them, loyal Yincheng fans."

Su Wenle and Xie Qi waved cheering sticks to signal the host.

That action is no different from that of a diehard.

"Haha." The host thought they were very funny, "Otherwise, Guan Hong will come later to give Yincheng Tengfei some words of encouragement."

Another interview.

Guan Hong decisively grabbed the crazy fans around him, and recommended: "Okay, let cooky talk about it."

MS interviews are all captains.

Su Wenle was in high spirits, and was dazzled by joy.

As soon as Guan Hong pushed, he followed the host in a foolish way.

He didn't wake up until the camera dropped from the sky and the audience waited quietly for the interview to begin.

Ok? !

Why did I become interviewed!

Looking at Guan Hong for help was useless.

Guan Hong gave him a "come on" gesture, smiled and waited for the interview to start.

Thousands of viewers squatted in front of the live broadcast room, waiting for another victory of Yincheng.

Unexpectedly, when I came back from the intermission, I saw the miraculous cookie!

——There is no ms game today, right?

——Cooky came to watch the game, you can see that he is not wearing a team uniform.

The host asked: Which team did cooky come to support today?

cooky: silver city.

The host asked again: Then do you have anything to say to Yin Cheng?

Cooky looked excited and excited, and said: Come on Yincheng, see you in the title match!

The host was very happy and asked again: So which team is your favorite?

Cooky obviously couldn't stop the car, so he just opened his mouth - Yincheng!

The audience meowed? ? ?

——Although my English is poor, he said "yincheng", not "xiuqu", let alone "morningstar"!

—A traitor has appeared among us!

——Huan, welcome to cooky to join the Silver City fan club?

Silver City fans were flattered.

Suddenly a heavyweight was added to the support group, and even Bo Ai's double fans were surprised.

"Cooky won't be beaten up by his teammates when he goes back, right?"

"How is it possible? The camera swept across just now, and I saw Guan Hong."

"What! The morning star captain and the players didn't train well and even supported the opponent's game!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooows of friendship, today i'm a morning star fan, i'll take part in their mountain crossing when i get back."

A wave of operations suddenly attracted fans.

Cooky's support is not just talk.

The follow-up shots kept showing the past, and this guy was not reserved at all.

It is completely different from Guan Hong.

Silver City won.

The three-person group watching the game was satisfied.

Su Wenle watched Yincheng players shake hands with Zurich to say goodbye, and at the end, Tingting waved to them to thank them.

"Let's go!" Su Wenle pushed Guan Hong and took Xie Qi, "We raided the training room!"

Players can do whatever they want.

Su Wenle and Guan Hong took the player pass and took Xie Qi to fish in troubled waters.

Yincheng's training room is very close to ms.

Guan Hong led the team to knock on the door and got a quick response.

"Ah, Guan Hong." Yincheng's assistant turned around and shouted, "Guan Hong is here."

"Brother Guan?"

"Guan team? Hey, can I have an autograph?"

"Guan Hong, thank you." Wood came over to express his thanks and made room for the three of them to sit.

"No, no, these two just want to see."

"The game was wonderful, thank you everyone!" Su Wenle yelled so loudly that the shocking contestants were all laughing.

"Thank you for what..."

"Obviously we should thank you."

Xie Qi didn't say much, and took the creme brulee to Kang Ting's side.

"Tingting, congratulations on winning streak! I'll give you creme brulee." Xie Qi stuffed the cup into his arms, "Guan Hong made it!"

Kang Ting was stunned, and before he could speak, there was a booing sound of "Wow——" in the training room.

"Amazing, the creme brulee made by Team Guan himself."

"Quick! Take a picture and let the female fans beat Kang Ting to death!"

"I also really want to have a bite, Tingting, good food to share!"

Yincheng's active atmosphere is not much better than that of MS.

The teammates giggled and wanted to take pictures and videotape, and also asked Kang Ting to learn from Guan Hong to feed the whole team.

There was still a smile here, Xie Qi suddenly realized something was wrong.

Kang Ting's eyes were red, holding the creme brulee, trying to hold back the tears.

"Hey..." Xie Qi panicked, "Tingting..."

Kang Ting wiped his eye sockets with his hand, and said in a muffled voice, "Thank you Brother Guan, thank you Brother Qi, thank you Brother Le. And..."

Kang Ting felt very ashamed.

At a time like this, everyone should be happy for victory, but he ruined the atmosphere like this.

"Don't cry, it makes me want to cry." Wood went over and patted his head, "Hey, come on, I'll help you take apart the creme brulee, that guy Zhang Si showed off before, saying that Team Guan would do it It is super sweet and super fragrant, and this time I can finally try it myself.”

Wood and Guan Hong blinked. Although the two of them don't have a deep relationship, they both have the same troubles in leading the team.

Guan Hong understood his thoughts, came over to take the cup, and said, "Let me unpack it for you."

It was obviously a small cup of creme brulee, but now it once again attracted the attention of the whole team.

"There is no spoon." The teammate discovered the problem.

"Me!" Repha raised his hand, "I brought a box of instant noodles, which has not been opened, and there is a fork in it hahaha!"

Instant noodle fork to eat pudding.

Yincheng is still a bit more bleak than MS.

Before the cup of pudding was finished, the coaching staff came back.

"It's time for a rerun, everyone."

Although it was Bejake who spoke, it was Park Ji Woo who gave the orders.

Perhaps because they are used to the high-pressure policy of the coaching staff, the players stopped laughing when the coach spoke.

"Thank you." Kang Ting spoke in a low voice, as if he was afraid of being scolded by the coach, "I will go to play with you during the first offseason."

The expression is like a child who hasn't finished his homework but is asking out to play.

Su Wenle and Xie Qi giggled, not feeling that the situation was serious at all.

Guan Hong glanced at Pu Jiyu.

The coach's attitude was indifferent, staring at them, as if to see when they would leave.

There are many kinds of seriousness.

Guan Hong is not qualified to judge the style of coaches of other teams.

However, Guan Hong said to Kang Ting seriously: "Come on, we are waiting for you in the title match."