To play is to win!

Cheering up like a little secret, preparing quietly and secretly.

The match between MS and Luxembourg ended very quickly.

The 4-game winning streak was as fast as a gust of wind, and the audience didn't even watch it, so it ended 0:[-].

William laughed loudly and said, "Could it be that this is the legendary morning star secret technique - as long as I fight fast enough, I won't be able to catch up to me if I lose!"

Lao Jiang watched the players remain calm about the [-]-game winning streak, and said, "Now we should wait for the last match of the first stage of Morning Star."

"The match against Incheon is the game we are most looking forward to."

The ms that everyone imagined should be preparing for their final battle in a dignified atmosphere.

However, the ms team is immersed in the joyous atmosphere and is already preparing the support card for Rome.

"This English painting is so beautiful, sister Ya is really versatile!"

Sister Ya showed off her new masterpiece proudly, "Look, I also printed a photo of our flash egg, the No.1 Qi King of the team helped Rome stand, it's enough face."

Everyone acted like a super fanboy.

When I was free, I wrote "romavictory!" by hand.

Hey and joking, like elementary school students planning a group outing.

The players are relaxed on the outside, and the coach is bald on the inside.

"Annoying." Meng Beichuan stared at the Incheon video, and the more he watched, the more tired he became, "The teams that played in the late stage of Incheon have no reference value at all!"

Incheon's battle arrangement is uneven.

A strong team in the early stage and a weak team in the late stage.

Of course, when some middle-level teams play in Incheon, they can always feel the atmosphere of Incheon's happy game.

Able to enter the title match, this team will not deliberately rush points.

In the first stage, ms has already dominated the rankings, and winning a championship with hidden strength is more attractive than a meaningless lead.

However, this is a pain for the coaching staff.

"Let's analyze again from the national generation players in Incheon."

Teacher Yang saw that Meng Beichuan was in a state of desperation, mainly because he had nothing to do.

Incheon's paper strength analysis is almost the same.

True strength is all about guesswork.

The coach is most afraid of having no goals and nothing to do. Rewatching the World Cup video can be regarded as a relaxation for the coaching staff and a change of mind.

Six coaches and translators gathered around to watch the World Cup four months ago.

I started playing in the group stage in Incheon, and I didn't get serious until I reached the quarterfinals.

It's a pity, seeing Meng Beichuan fast forward.

"It's too slow, too slow." Meng Beichuan frowned and said, "I'm used to watching the owl, and the World Cup even walks half a beat slower."

Ken said: "It's not good to cooperate, abyss grows too fast, it's growing rapidly."

Jin Hong nodded, "South Korea's double-T linkage is the strongest, and the tacit understanding has been cultivated for many years... Moreover, Coach Incheon has a secret strategy."

"what?"

As a Korean, Jin Hong knows Koreans well. He said: "Twin-tank linkage was not as good before, and the finals suddenly changed. It's not a hidden clumsiness. It's something that can only be played in front of a strong enemy."

Secret tactics cannot be told.

For example, Su Wenle's sudden training in the arena, Guan Hong's one against four, Meng Beichuan didn't arrange it, and he couldn't arrange it.

This has become a well-known secret tactic of ms.

The influence of coaches on players is long-term.

The usual requirements are not necessarily obvious on the field, but they will be very useful at critical times.

Coaches discuss secret Korean tactics in English.

Meng Beichuan felt his headache was going to explode.

I have done all the training that should be done, and all the precautions that should be said.

What changes will happen in Incheon, I don't know at all.

To use his strengths and weaknesses to fight again, he can only say - ms must be resolved quickly.

The ability of the Koreans to continue points is simply a Korean characteristic. If the field cannot be cleared quickly at one time, the endless overtime and delay will lead to the collapse of the rhythm.

Meng Beichuan seems to have taught ms a lot of tactics.

In fact, it all boils down to one thing - hold on.

Don't be afraid in the face of danger, don't change your face when Mount Tai is in front of you, can't be oppressed by the opponent's momentum, you must treat every second as the last second, and don't relax at all.

The word "stabilize" is easier said than done.

The coaches reached a consensus after a light-hearted analysis of the World Cup.

You can only consolidate the existing advantages of ms, and then resign yourself to fate.

When they went out, they heard hahaha laughter.

The Roma support team is ready to go, and there is even a small towel exclusive for Roma fans!

As an Englishman, David likes this Italian team.

He walked over to join the players and said: "I have the Roma jersey and I'll wear it when the time comes."

He showed his thumb, "I've always been a fan of Roma."

ms has been waiting for two things.

Yincheng's winning streak, and, against Incheon.

"Rush rush!"

"Continue to continue!"

"my car!"

Going to the top is an eternal theme, and the players don't even plan to give face to their opponents in the training match.

Their tactics are simply ruthless.

Usually everyone is harmonious and friendly, and will not work hard in training games.

Now, even if you die in battle, you have to die by the car.

MS's desperate return to the scene became more and more proficient. Zhou Anming's Valkyrie hovered in the sky, tapped her toes, and could live for another three seconds.

"Zhou Anming is amazing!"

Seeing this operation, Su Wenle had nothing to say, "Goddess level truck!"

"Male god level, thank you." Zhou Anming corrected him with a smile, "This is the basic operation of an angel, I learned it from Tawa."

Even at owl, learning doesn't stop.

The only thing Su Wenle worries about is himself.

Against Incheon, Junker Town is the fourth map.

The first three pictures are all suitable for dva and Roadhog, but Junker Town, at least point a, he wants to use the Rebuild Empire fast attack.

Desperate and aggressive are the two fighting styles of Hanzo.

For a radical like Su Bunle, Hanzo took the initiative to attack is his hobby. However, in order to make a big move, he had to run for his life.

"I think I still can't."

Su Wenle said, "Should I find a master online to figure out how to get headshots in metaphysics, one arrow at a time?"

Before Zhang Si took the opportunity to promote his metaphysics, he was squeezed away by Lin Xiaoke.

"What kind of master are you looking for, do you want to believe in science?"

Lin Xiaoke was serious, "Take a look at the data chart of Mr. Yang's statistics. Hanzo, who has grown so fast, is probably the only one hidden by you."

Data doesn't lie.

Su Bunraku's Hanzo training data is very beautiful.

A road that goes straight into the sky has small twists and turns, but it is always rising.

The headshot rate, kill rate, and ultimate move speed undoubtedly climbed up quickly from the bottom of Hanzo.

Although it can't be called the top, but it is no problem to play a set to rebuild the empire.

The fact that the data is OK does not give Su Wenle complete confidence.

The opponent is Incheon.

Incheon didn't even make an appointment with ms for a training match, it was really watertight, leaving them helpless to look at the sea across the mountains.

Silver City's game was one day earlier than MS.

Yincheng successfully won the winning streak and ended the first stage of the game.

The gap between them and Chicago narrowed.

Moreover, the team logo of Yincheng Tengfei entered the dividing line of the title match for the first time, pressing Chicago below.

-- just three points ahead of Chicago.

— If Chicago wins the last game, it's game over.

All kinds of voices are bustling, and ms can't hear or see it.

The day before the match against Incheon, they started replaying, training, and listening to Meng Beichuan's key points from the morning.

There is absolutely no free time to pay attention to Yincheng's status.

Usually laughing and joking, preparing to fight against Incheon is always serious.

The team that lost once, even if it is not the original team, they do not want to lose a second time.

The epilogue news of the first stage, the title is - "Incheon International Fury Slash Streak Winning Show District Morning Star"

Still——"Morning Star Bloody Battle Incheon Completely Wins and Enters the Title Match"

It depends on tomorrow.

Meng Beichuan spoke so dryly that he clicked down the notes on the notebook one by one, even the whiteboard was filled with records.

"Okay, keep it in mind. Tomorrow, if you win, you will win the title match with [-] consecutive victories. If you lose..."

Meng Beichuan paused, looking at a group of little fellows waiting in fear for his comment.

"Losing! That's fourteen consecutive victories and triumphant triumphs that no one can beat! Hehehe."

"Damn Brother Meng, poet!"

"It scared me to death. I thought that if you said you lost, you would be collectively beaten and deducted wages."

The tense emotions of the players immediately relaxed.

They have returned to their characteristic heartlessness.

"Okay, let's go and rest."

Meng Beichuan didn't care about winning streaks.

He only cares about the final finals.

The title match is the end of a stage, and it is also a new beginning. It is his goal to determine the most important founding champion of the entire season and the most important in the world.

Players prepare to leave.

Sister Ya watched the whole game and immediately sent a good news.

"Silver City just won!" she said.

"Wow!" came the voice.

The players are happy for tomorrow's game that has nothing to do with them.

They discussed Yincheng's tenacity, and when they came out, they entrusted Xie Qi with a heavy responsibility.

"Cheerleader remember to be prepared."

"I'll leave it to you to occupy the seat."

"That's right, by the way, you can ask people from Yincheng to come along."

"It will come!" Xie Qi nodded, "Tingting told me that the whole team will come to cheer for you tomorrow!"

Silver City cheers for MS.

Yincheng and ms cheer for Rome together.

Guan Hong couldn't help smiling when he thought of the scene that was about to happen.

Maybe it's because the foreign environment is too closed, and it will make him feel interesting and happy to have a brother-like team.

He was lying in bed, should have gone to bed early.

As a result, the back of his head was constantly being stared at scorchingly, so he had no choice but to cover Zhu Zhuwenle's talking eyes.

"Lele, are you still asleep?"

Guan Hong's eyelashes were constantly scratching at the palm of his hand, Su Wenle's voice hesitated, and he finally asked.

He said, "Guan Hong, at that time...it was the World Cup, why were you crying?"

Guan Hong's face was full of helplessness.

Su Wenle has already asked this question.

He was perfunctory at the time, but now...

Alas, his Jia Lele is usually well-behaved and sensible, but he doesn't show face when he is alone.

"talk."

He even hated Guan Hong for not responding, stretched out an elbow to urge Guan Hong, and grabbed the palm covering his eyes, revealing a pair of bright and curious eyes.

Guan Hong sighed and said, "Because I'm very fragile."

There are not many opportunities to go out for the country.

The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. He can be on the stage of the national team this year, but it does not mean that he can be on the stage of the second year.

The World Cup is a place to show the strength of players from various countries to the world.

After the owl has fully proved the strength of some players, the World Cup selection will inevitably give way to more potential players.

It is impossible for him not to regret that he will never miss the opportunity to win the championship for his country.

Su Wenle could already hear Guan Hong's perfunctory.

He rushed forward and threatened with weight, and said, "Hurry up! I'm going to hit Incheon, I'm super annoying tonight, just want to hear why you cry!"

Su Wenle is already overweight compared to Flash Egg.

Although the flashing eggs often fluttered and pressed, Guan Hong was used to it, but Su Wenle couldn't bear it when he pressed like this.

"Get up a little bit up a little bit..."

"Say it quickly! Or I'll crush you to death!" Su Wenle was merciless.

"Fine, I said."

"You man, the big battle is imminent, why did you suddenly turn over the old score... Okay, please, don't suppress it, little fat man!"

Guan Hong reached out and pinched Su Wenle's buttocks.

The guy who was still arrogant just now flipped out, and he had to rely on Guan Hong to catch him back.

"Are you scared now?!" Guan Hong hugged him and gloated, "I found out that you don't gain weight after eating, it turns out that you grow in—"

"Shut up!" Su Wenle bit him viciously.

Guan Hong is so hateful, he pretends to have discovered a new continent, even though he keeps pinching it every time!

After being bitten, Guan Hong became honest.

He hugged Su Wenle and said, "Maybe that's the only chance we can represent China to win the championship, I mean, us."

"It's not the Chinese team, it's just the six of us. Even in this year's World Cup, there is a high probability that we won't be able to play."

"why?"

Su Wenle has been thinking about the defeat in his heart.

In his plan, he will get up wherever he falls.

Defeating South Korea in the World Cup is an inevitable process after winning the owl championship.

He never thought that they would not be able to play.

Guan Hong said: "Give newcomers a chance... It's about winning glory for the country, but it's actually a qualifier for the Owl. Players who can perform well in the World Cup will come to the Owl no matter which country they once belonged to. Isn't it?"

Su Wenle usually sees familiar names or meets familiar people, and is only happy to meet again.

This is the first time that Guan Hong has reached the level of thinking.

——The World Cup is a springboard, a shortcut for excellent players to enter the Owl.

However, Su Wenle doesn't think there are any better free men in China than Guan Hong.

His eyes were full of curiosity in the dark night, and he asked, "If it were you, who would we choose for this year's World Cup?"

Guan Hong said: "For those who are about to reach adulthood, there are also players who have outstanding strength and have not entered the owl after adulthood."

"orange?"

Su Wenle's thoughts were flexible, and he thought of his favorite boy genius.

"More than that. There are many, many more."

There are countless players with potential and strength. Most of them have the dream of going abroad and entering the owl when they are fighting in the domestic arena.

Guan Hong appreciates and supports their dreams.

Just as his dreams are equally appreciated and supported.

Su Wenle felt that among the six positions, it seemed more reasonable to reserve five for newcomers and one for Guan Hong.

"However, you can be the captain." Su Wenle gave advice and expressed his opinion, "Guan Hong, you are our most powerful free man, even if Orange can replace my deputy tank position, even if someone can replace Mr. Ke position, and no one can take your place."

The world in his eyes is beautiful and magnificent.

He said: "We beat Incheon first, won a title match, and then the championship, and then you stand on the stage of the World Cup again, and finally defeat the Koreans and win the championship for China!"

"Me?" Guan Hong asked, "What about you?"

"I will make room for the newcomers, and then I will go to the scene to cheer for you!" Su Wenle was excited as if he was on the scene, "Come on, China!"

His cheering voice is always sincere.

Yes to ms, yes to Yincheng, never mixed with the slightest falsehood.

Guan Hong kissed his short hair, and said: "Without you, we might not be able to reach the runner-up. I am alone, and I don't have the confidence to go further."

"No, Orange is stronger than me. I believe that many players are better equipped than we were at the time."

Su Wenle is just a temporary worker on top of the contract.

Zhang Si is just a cute new angel with a full blue line.

The two laggards are here, and they can reach the runner-up, which shows that the future of the other four is limitless.

Su Wenle gave an example seriously, "Look, as long as you have a professional tank covering all the hero pools, a professional support who knows how to protect you, and an excellent dps, is it not easy to defeat the Koreans?"

Guan Hong smiled and asked, "Your template, isn't it our unique morning star?"

indeed...

However, Su Wenle doesn't think Chen Xing will be unique.

He said: "As long as you lead the team, every team can be us."

What Su Wenle said was arrogant and big words that Guan Hong didn't dare to say.

But it comforted Guan Hong's slight regret very well.

This guy took the initiative to pick his wounds, and helped him heal the thick sores without any effort.

I don't feel how strong I am at all.

Guan Hong said with a smile: "If you miss the championship, just miss it. This time, my goal is to beat Incheon and win the championship."

He said, "The championship won by the world's strongest enemy is more valuable than the World Cup championship that we did not get."

"There is nothing wrong with entrusting the young people to win the World Cup."

"After all——" he had bright eyes, mocking himself, "I'm about to become a veteran of e-sports."

Guan Hong spoke generously, but Su Wenle was brooding.

He has deeply experienced the gap between being one step away from the championship.

There are World Cups every year, and it is impossible to have the same players every year.

South Korea's two consecutive championships were all represented by different teams.

A steady stream of fresh blood has made the defending champion a daily routine in South Korea, and it has also aroused envious eyes from all over the world.

Su Wenle thought over and over again that he didn't pay much attention to the players in the domestic league except his own star.

However, there are players who are better than him and work harder than him.

Su Wenle firmly believed in this.

But he didn't believe there could be a stronger player than Guan Hong.

Guan Hong should lead a stronger team and win the championship wearing the national flag.

Such thoughts are completely beyond the thinking of the owl champion.

However, Su Wenle is just a player, who will be the head coach of the World Cup nine months later, and how the head coach will select representatives, he can't intervene at all.

According to Guan Hong's attitude, it is very likely that he will give up the opportunity to prove his strength to other players.

Those unknown rookies with potential need a World Cup ticket more than Guan Hong to board the boat to Owl.

Su Wenle made a lot of noise, and when he turned over again, he was directly held down by Guan Hong.

"Go to sleep, there's a game tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and began to pat Su Wenle's shoulder lightly in rhythm.

If you feel this trick, you will try it a hundred times.

With the gentle pat, Su Wenle's mind gradually became dizzy with the rhythm.

Before falling asleep, his thoughts were vague, and he really felt that whether it was for the Owl championship or the World Cup championship, Incheon must lose.

On the day of the game, everyone was lazy.

Practice usually starts at 09 o'clock, but this morning it was 30:[-], and everyone was still eating breakfast.

"Everything is full, then go to warm up, don't think too much, let your mind go, let go, let go—"

Meng Beichuan's tone was drawl, like a yoga teacher.

He was "empty" there, and the players felt drowsy.

Zhang Si yawned, and he said, "Fortunately, we all played in the afternoon or evening, otherwise I would have been trapped in the player's bench."

"The stadium is so loud, if you want to sleep, you are really a pig."

Lin Xiaoke destroys class friendship all the time and speaks mercilessly.

Zhang Si didn't refute, he was really sleepy.

"Eat quickly, eat and go to sleep!"

Meng Beichuan expected that someone would suffer from insomnia, so he prepared everything, "Sleep until two o'clock at most, drink coffee when I wake up, drink tea if I don't have enough coffee, I must stay awake before five o'clock, even if I blink, I have to sit down precise!"

The requirements are as strict as ever, staring at Zhang Si and rushing him to catch up on sleep after eating.

"Is Lele sleepy?" Guan Hong asked.

"no."

Even though he was tossing and turning last night, Guan Hong's patting had a miraculous effect of calming the nerves and calming the mind, and Su Wenle was not sleepy at all, and was super energetic.

So, the insomnia group of ms went to catch up on sleep after breakfast, and the spirit group sat in front of the computer to play games in high spirits.

Wait until everyone wakes up and set off.

The battle list clearly shows today's match.

Incheon vs Morningstar

rome vs chicago

Detroit vs Athens

Before watching other people's duel, it's their battle first.

Mobilized on stage, Su Wenle was full of fighting spirit.

Su Wenle said: "We are in a hurry, and we will take away Incheon 3:0 later! Then—"

"Go cheer for Rome!"