To play is to win!

Xie Qi spent a relaxed and happy day on the first night when he came to the ms base.

The player is very kind, and even let the computer play for him. He can double row with Su Wenle, and feel the refreshing feeling of being a professional player.

Although I couldn't cover the quilt with Su Wenle and chat with Tingting at night.

But you can continue wherever you have a mobile phone.

Xie Qi: Will my doing this affect your rest with the Guan team?

Su Wenle: It's okay, we're used to it.

ms seems to have a large base, and many players live together in two, which is called the cultivation of tacit understanding and convenient communication.

However, Su Wenle was too embarrassed to tell the real reason, so he could only hold his mobile phone and write——

Su Wenle: Before going to bed, we will watch the video of the game and discuss the tactics of other teams. The tactics of Yincheng today are very good. Guan Hong wants to watch it again.

Xie Qi was shocked by the captain's concentration.

It was almost ten o'clock, and Guan Hong actually still had the energy to watch the video.

And, tonight, the ms base let go of a video.

Guan Hong looked at it again.

For things like competitions, the first time I watched the excitement, the second time I watched the blood, and the third time I watched...

Xie Qi swore that, as a loyal Tingting, he would not watch the same game three times on the same day.

The two were chatting on their mobile phones, complaining about Guan Hong's horror behind their backs.

Guan Hong is slow-moving the camera frame by frame, constantly looking for problems in Yincheng and Zurich.

This is the coach's job, and he doesn't mind doing it for him.

Anyway, Su Wenle has a friend, so he won't bother to poke his phone while lying on the bed.

It is not a waste of life to do something meaningful with the free time.

Yincheng's growth is visible to the naked eye, but it deviates from the prediction of the ms coaching staff.

Park Jiyu is a popular coach in South Korea, it is impossible to only practice such a tactic that obviously relies on the performance of a c individual.

The team in the first stage was strong, but not strong enough.

In a place full of competition like Owl, every new battle is a new challenge for the team.

Yincheng climbed up from the bottom position at the beginning of the game, and jumped higher and higher, but Guan Hong saw the crisis of their lack of success.

Because the opponent's growth rate is faster.

Guan Hong turned off the computer.

Su Wenle was rolling on the bed with her mobile phone in her arms, laughing hahaha.

The jokes and topics of friends of the same age are always more interesting than simple competitions.

Seeing Guan Hong approaching, Su Wenle turned on the screen and said, "Look, I'm dying of laughter!"

Xie Qi is worthy of being a master of news.

From the screenshots he sent, I don’t know which magical forum, which good-talking old man started performing again.

Guan Hong took a look and laughed.

Cooky's dva and Hanzo represent the upper and lower limits of owl.

For a while, I feel that I can't do it, and for a while, I feel that I can do it.

——This is Hanzo in Black Cooky.

Guan Hong was so happy to see the words of slander, Guan Hong stretched out his hand and just patted his head.

"Hurry up and say good night to your little friend, and go to bed."

"Ah...it's only 10:30, I still want to go to the forum to see if there is..."

"Go to sleep, or I will fuck you."

Xie Qi was still typing when he received a farewell message from Su Wenle.

Su Wenle: Guan Hong told me to sleep, see you tomorrow.

The old father's color is very strong, and Xie Qi is full of respect and admiration for Guan Hong.

Su Wenle didn't even listen to what his mother said!

Still the captain is better!

Early the next morning, the review and training began.

Xie Qi went to help Sister Ya take care of the cats and dogs, and Su Wenle followed the large army to the training room.

MS's preparation target has expanded from pure Incheon to the entire team that may play in the title match.

"Vancouver, Chicago, and Silver City." Meng Beichuan read out their names one by one. "Although we have prepared enough for Incheon to deal with these three teams, we must pay attention to the differences in details."

There is only one game left to play against Incheon.

There are less than two weeks left before the title match against No.4.

The points of ms are far ahead, and the title match is not ranked by points.

The only preferential treatment is No.1 vs No.4.

"No.4..." Meng Beichuan said, "It's either Chicago or Silver City."

Su Wenle listened very carefully.

The opponent he believed in must be Yincheng.

However, Chicago is still on a winning streak.

With just the final two games left, Chicago faces Roma and Denver.

Denver's strength is obvious to all, and it is the same as the bottom of Detroit.

The strength of Rome is a mystery.

After their coach Bob En lost to ms, he became much more low-key.

No tweets, no interviews.

The whole person settled down, as if he had been hit hard by reality and was devastated, and he seemed to be dormant and peeping, waiting for an opportunity.

Rome is strong.

Strong in breaking moves.

but--

"But I don't think Roma can beat Chicago."

Mr. Yang has collected all the historical data of Rome and Chicago, and everything points to the ending of "Chicago must win".

"In theory, yes, there's no way Roma can beat Chicago."

Meng Beichuan said indifferently, with a smirk waiting for a good show, "However, this is Overwatch."

Overwatch has many theories.

Double c, double tank and double support are superior to all tactical configurations.

4c is a game cancer without any defensive capabilities.

The 303 routine with three tanks and three assistants without output is a cult.

Also, in the face of a strong teamwork, Widowmaker cannot be killed with a single shot.

Numerous victories and defeats have established all theories.

However, there are always variables and accidents in the practice of theory.

Overtime at the last second.

1% hope brings victory.

Overcoming the strong with the weak is not a legend, but a miracle that is performed every day.

Meng Beichuan's smile concealed his evil taste.

He said: "Bob En is not an ordinary coach. He is a genius. Like me, he likes to jump up and hit his face when the audience tells him to surrender."

His tone sounded like that of Bob Burns' best friend.

But his "best friend" didn't even respond to Twitter followers angrily.

There are many weirdos in owl.

Incomprehensible geniuses always use weird and extreme ways to prove their correctness.

It's the same as Meng Beichuan who makes troubles every day.

The room was silent.

The contestants felt that Meng Beichuan had started again.

"Our coach is making friends unilaterally again."

"Bob said we were the team he hated the most."

"Poor Brother Meng, none of the people he admires wants to talk to him."

"Shut up!" Meng Beichuan yelled at them with his hands on his hips, "I wouldn't be surprised if Rome entered the title match or even the finals in the future. This time, Rome will definitely win against Chicago!"

A team coach who holds a place in the title match.

There is a firm belief that the team that does not qualify for the title will beat the fourth-placed team.

"...Brother Meng, just tell us what you want, don't post it on Weibo." Guan Hong persuaded him.

"Why?! Don't you believe me?" Meng Beichuan's eyes widened.

"It's not that I don't believe you." Guan Hong explained earnestly, "If Rome wins, Chicago may target you. If Rome loses, Bob may hate you. Both sides are not happy."

After Bob En conceited and lost, he kept a low profile.

If Meng Beichuan provoked a new storm, the hatred value might be maxed out immediately.

Meng Beichuan hummed, still quibbling, "I don't post everything on Weibo, I'm not a child."

Perhaps Guan Hong knew him best.

If not specifically said.

After training in the morning, coach Meng Beichuan is about to help Roma fight on Weibo.

Although he lost the fun of betting before the game, Meng Beichuan still believed in it.

He said: "Rome can definitely beat Chicago, definitely! Definitely!"

"Ok!"

The second most excited audience was Su Wenle, "Then we can see you at the Silver City Title Match!"

The two guys who don't know whether the attribute is poisonous milk or magic milk are happily delusional to play Yincheng in the first game of the title match.

If the opponent is Yincheng, no one will be afraid.

After changing coaches and tactics, Yincheng is still the brother team with Kang Ting.

Coach Meng is full of confidence.

With a big wave of his hand, he said, "The match after we finish Incheon will be Rome vs. Chicago. If Yincheng can win consecutively to that day, we will all go to the scene and cheer for Rome!"

Guan Hong: ...

Guan Hong thought Meng Beichuan was crazy.

This is even more provocative than posting "Rome will win Chicago" on Weibo.

"Brother Meng, I think..."

Before Guan Hong finished speaking, Su Wenle jumped up and said, "Okay!"

Lin Xiaoke was very interested in this kind of thing, "By the way, I have to call the people from Yincheng together. They won't compete that day."

Zhang Si clapped his hands and expressed full agreement, "Yes, yes! Let's go with Yincheng to cheer for Rome!"

Before Guan Hong finished speaking, everyone became excited.

The coach allowed them to go to the game together and cheer on the opponent's opponent.

Although the prerequisite is that Yincheng's winning streak ends the first stage, but——

Really crazy.

As soon as the ms support target came out, Xie Qi was almost fooled.

"Are you sure? Are you crazy!"

Even Yincheng fans think the players are crazy, so they are really crazy.

"Shech, from my personal point of view, I hope Rome beats Chicago, and then Yincheng enters the title match. Although, Yincheng will definitely be defeated by us, but that is the title match!"

Only the first echelon of owl can enter the arena, which is the pursuit of all teams.

Become the first echelon, then enter the playoffs, and finally enter the finals.

All the teams followed this process and kept their eyes on the championship trophy.

The ms players are happy to support Roma.

Xie Qi felt panicked.

"Brother Le, don't force yourself to stand out just because of your personal friendship..."

"It's not personal friendship, it's team friendship!" Su Wenle chuckled, "Brother Meng leads the team!"

Coach ms leads the team, and by the way, he also wants to invite Yincheng to join the support team after Yincheng's winning streak.

Anyone who hears this idea will have a "sick" reaction.

But Meng Beichuan was serious.

He said: "A team like Rome doesn't have many fans at the scene, but Chicago is a super-popular team in the United States. There are so many Americans rushing to support them. The voice of the audience can shake the entire venue. Think about it, in such a It is crucial, and it is also the last game of the first stage in Rome, if they can get more support, they will play very well."

Even if he said it swearingly, he couldn't erase his partiality to Yincheng.

Xie Qi saw countless comments about "Meng Beichuan" on the Internet mountain.

90% of the negative comments, and at the end I have to add an unwilling "but a well-deserved excellent coach".

He felt the real "being famous is not as good as meeting".

"Coach Meng, are you not afraid that others will attack Chenxing in turn?"

"Attack? Roma won, that's Rome played well, Chicago won, that's Chicago played well, we just went to the scene with our best wishes for Rome, and it's not manipulating the game. Why attack the morning star? We are Ordinary audience."

What Brother Meng said made sense, but Xie Qi always felt that something was wrong.

But he couldn't tell.

"Aren't you a diehard fan of Yincheng?" Meng Beichuan was stunned when he saw the silly boy. He stroked the wild stubble, "That's what? A fan?"

"I am." Xie Qi nodded.

"Then come with us and cheer for Roma! You have to do a full set of support, you are the cheerleader, you just think of a slogan for us, be domineering, be mighty. Hmm, we have to write it on the support card hahaha."

As a Yincheng fan, he must watch the standings every day to count his points.

The equation of "Rome win = Silver City enters the title game" is engraved in the hearts of every Silver City supporter.

Even in the announcements of the fan group, in the centralized posts where everyone gathered, they all chose to pay attention to the status of Roma.

If Rome wins, everyone is happy for Silver City, if Rome loses, everyone is anxious for Silver City.

The fate is in the hands of Rome, and the audience outside the arena can only anxiously hope that Rome can win.

Obviously, the teams are all rivals, and Roma has no responsibility to be responsible for the expectations of Silver City fans.

But Silver City fans were genuinely looking forward to a Roma victory.

Xie Qi had already thought about it.

He came to the arena ahead of time just for the Rome vs. Chicago match, hoping that Rome's iron heels would never give in, and with the hope of the irrelevant Silver City fans, defeat the mighty Chicago.

He said excitedly, "I've made up my mind, Coach Meng."

He said: "roma victory!"