Obviously he won Incheon, but Su Wenle only wanted to occupy the seat.

He rushed to watch a game full of joy.

Maybe wonderful, maybe dull.

However, he wants to cheer for Roma.

In a strange land, his feelings for Yincheng are completely different from those of other teams.

He seems to be able to understand why foreign students like to stay in the Chinese circle.

Some partners with the same culture and language can naturally make him feel close.

He wanted Yincheng to win, enter the title match, and wash away the dark history of losing streak.

To show the world the infinite possibilities of Chinese players.

As soon as the people from ms arrived at the auditorium, they received all kinds of congratulations.

"congratulations!"

"You are so powerful, we are all roaring below."

Although Su Wenle was not familiar with many Yincheng players, their sincerity was not adulterated at all.

Kang Ting was even more emotional. He said, "You have finally taken revenge after winning Incheon."

"I don't think so." Su Wenle said, "You have to wait for you to beat Incheon again before you can count as a real revenge success. All members of our Chinese team must beat the Koreans."

"Me?" Kang Ting smiled, "Well, I will work hard in the second stage."

Everyone found a place to sit down and took out the support cards that had been prepared for a long time.

After a while, Brother Meng came over with the coaching team, and David was indeed wearing the Roma uniform.

"It's okay today." Meng Beichuan was satisfied with the result, but not with the process. "It feels like Incheon didn't do its best. Don't be too complacent."

Meng Beichuan's small warning caused many people to laugh.

"I knew that Incheon would preserve its strength!" Zhang Si was quite insightful, "They came back to the title match!"

"Scheming Han, I'm used to it." Lin Xiaoke said, "I'm not proud at all, you think too much Brother Meng."

"Okay." Meng Beichuan was very satisfied, "We will fight Incheon again, you must stay vigilant."

"Brother Meng, you look down on Vancouver." Su Wenle laughed.

Meng Beichuan retorted, "It's not that I look down on Vancouver, I'm terrified of Vancouver, so I still hope that Incheon can beat Vancouver so that I can save myself some trouble."

The last row was completely occupied by the ms army and the silver city squad.

A group of people drank water to discuss the opening, and also took a group photo with the support card.

That's what devout one-day fans are like, ready for everything.

Disband after the game, never stay for one more minute.

The game didn't start, so there was an explosion outside the field.

The news that Yincheng and MS were holding hands to cheer for Rome suddenly spread like mushrooms after rain.

—what did I see? !

——Tingting and Cooky quietly went to cheer for Rome, what combination?

——Wood also sent it, come on Rome.jpg

——Meng Beichuan posted it too!Fuck, our Marshal Meng is a coach who does great things.

Yincheng is okay, after all, the battle in Rome is related to whether they can enter the title match.

Players watch the game, cheer up, and express their positive emotions that they want to go to the title match.

But what about ms?

From the coaches to the players, they can show their slogans on Weibo, shouting "Rome will win", and they don't care about Rome's declaration of war before the game?

Before everyone discussed a unified caliber, the screen in the live broadcast room changed.

The great hero who just won [-] consecutive victories appeared in front of the camera.

——Ah, interviewing Guan Hong!

The discussion in the live broadcast room suddenly stopped, and Guan Hong's name occupied the entire country.

——Why is it always Guan Honghong Honghong!

——I also want to see cute cooky say Yincheng, come on.

——Could it be that I can't wait for my Ke Ke to stand in the c position for the owl interview?

——I thought the [-]-game winning streak would interview the coach and teach him the best secrets.

Everyone is not excited, even indifferent.

The ms team has always liked to push Guan Hong to come out for interviews.

And from top to bottom, the caliber is the same, "Hey hey, the captain should take on the heavy responsibility", and I really dislike the extra burden that interviews bring to them.

It was not easy to have a stupid and cute guy like Cooky accept the interview, but he was not happy for a few days, and returned to the endless loop of "hello Guan Hong".

Host: "hello Guan Hong, let's say hello to everyone."

--really!

When the host spoke, everyone buzzed.

It's not that I dislike Guan Hong, but I really want to see more players from ms talk to them.

This ruthless team doesn't even have a live chat to accompany them, it's just abusing fans.

Fans burst into tears outside the camera.

Ordinary viewers are quite happy.

With an unprecedented record of [-] consecutive victories, ms seems to have the posture of being the designated champion of the first stage.

The host asked: "Now that the last match of the first stage of Morningstar is over, what do you think of Guan Hong?"

"It's mainly thanks." Guan Hong's voice is always gentle, "Thanks to the audience for their support. We are also very surprised that we have been able to win until now."

"So, what's your plan next? Celebrate your fifteen consecutive victories, or seriously prepare for the title match?"

The host thoughtfully gave an alternative answer.

But Guan Hong didn't even plan to choose.

He swept his eyes, and saw from a distance on the high platform in the back row, a neat row of MS team uniforms, and there were Yincheng teammates in various clothes beside him.

Guan Hong smiled and said, "Next, I will work with my teammates and brothers from Yincheng to cheer for Rome."

His answer was greeted with cheers and boos.

The fans in Chicago booed louder, while those in Rome jumped up and clapped.

When the outside world regards Yincheng and MS as opponents to grab the Chinese market, Guan Hong's words are tantamount to expressing "we don't care" with a little arrogance.

Compared to Yincheng withdrawing from the competition because other teams lost, they hoped to defeat Yincheng with their own hands.

The title match represents the strength of the team at each stage.

Guan Hong wants the Chinese team to leave the strongest impression on the world, and does not want to leave any sympathy or regret.

They came together, even if they say goodbye to the game, they have to stand on the stage of the title match to say goodbye.

The audience was fighting for the sudden friendship between Yincheng and MS.

The fans in Chicago were furious and had already begun to shout slogans.

Strange to say.

Rome publicly provoked ms, but ms wanted to cheer for them.

The audience really wants to know how Rome feels at this moment.

When Guan Hong walked to the back row of the auditorium, he received a lot of goodwill from Roman fans along the way.

"Come on, Rome" "I support Morningstar, and I also support Rome".

Various enthusiastic audiences gave him high fives, as if he had found a new comrade.

Although the fans in Chicago would still say "Chicago must win" unconvinced, there were smiles on everyone's faces.

The harmonious atmosphere brought by owl is completely devoid of hostility.

A good game is what most people want to see in the end.

Whoever wins is just icing on the cake.

When Guan Hong walked over, he saw a group of children watching their mobile phones together, perfectly blending into the sea of ​​audience.

"I saw Brother Meng tweeted and circled Bob En."

"Wow, did Bob En reply?"

"Prepare for the unseen in the backcourt."

"Brother Guan, sit here?"

When Kang Ting saw Guan Hong coming, he offered to give way.

He was sitting next to Su Wenle.

"No need, I took the seat for Guan Hong." Su Wenle didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at all, and pointed out, "Over there!"

At the very edge of the line, there was a lonely seat.

Beside them are Zhou Anming and Li Qin's elderly group.

Guan Hong looked at Su Wenle who was over excited meaningfully.

However, the lighting in the venue was too dim, and Su Wenle was staring at no one.

Su Wenle carried Tingting in his left hand and Zhang Si in his right hand. Before watching the game, he was making predictions at the opening forum.

"Roma will definitely win, I'm not panicking at all."

"Brother Meng, Brother Meng, let's make a prophecy."

Sitting in the front row, Meng Beichuan turned around and said, "I'll press one game and let the second chase the third, so don't panic."

The three children chatted so happily, Guan Hong sat in Zhou Anming and Li Qinan's Jingjing elderly group, swiping Weibo and tweeting.

Sure enough, within a few minutes of his interview, Weibo went viral.

If you swipe the homepage, you can see two or three familiar support cards. Su Wenle is also foolishly proud to appear on the scene, not afraid of Chicago fans coming to find fault.

Everyone is moved by the friendship between the two Chinese teams.

In fact, the players didn't think that much, they just wanted to watch the game and join in the fun while they had nothing to do.

Then, the contestants stepped onto the stage, ready to start.

Meng Beichuan hurriedly greeted, "Hey, Xie Qi, bring your slogan well."

Xie Qi had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, and nodded seriously, "No problem!"

As a result, Chicago's debut was loud and loud.

Rome stepped forward, and suddenly there was a lonely but clear support from the back row——

"rome!"

"victory!"

With someone leading the team to provoke, another team of supporters will frantically follow suit.

In the shouts of "Come on Chicago" and "Let us support Chicago", the voice of Rome cheering became louder and louder, and gradually evenly matched.

The audience's voice was no less than that of Incheon and MS.

Watching the game is indeed a good relaxation.

This group of guys cheering for Rome roared hoarsely, and they would probably be exhausted and fall asleep when they go back.

It's really not easy for Rome to beat Chicago.

In the first game, there was the tragedy of Chicago crushing.

They looked helpless and eliminated countless passers-by who followed suit and shouted slogans.

Only the enthusiastic cheerleaders in the back row, chanting "romevictory" and "let'srome".

These calls can be heard in the live broadcast room.

Someone even claimed: I heard the voices of Cooky and Tingting.

Metaphysics is too illusory, and everyone does not believe it.

But seeing the tragedy of the first game in Rome, I didn't believe it.

MS and Yincheng are completely poisonous milk complexes, and when superimposed, they are full of milk power.

——Rome has no chance of winning.

An assertion won the approval of most people. The true fans who relied on Guan Hong's words to beat Rome to win before, all changed sides at the beginning of the second game.

Chicago is too strong, and they have two lineups, no matter how you think about it, they have a better chance than Rome, which lost in the first game.

"Roma's trick is called confusing the opponent. First show weakness and find out the details, and then attack in a targeted manner during the break. It is easy to get points back!"

Watching the game can't change the occupational disease.

Su Wenle's comments made sense.

Kang Ting agreed, he said: "I watched the match between Roma and Incheon before, and they were able to score [-]-[-] with Incheon. It is impossible to be weak."

If you don't win or lose in rounds, the battle has just begun.

The loyal support team, led by the cheerleader Xie Qi, shouted slogans every round.

The constant shouts aroused countless enthusiastic audiences to help cheer together.

Fortunately, Rome did not live up to their expectations.

When the Tracer bomb harvested three heads, the audience was shocked.

"Wow!"

The support team in the back row all stood up and cheered.

The situation changed from this bomb tire.

Rome, who seemed powerless to resist, found the correct posture to deal with Chicago. After killing a large area, it was an uncontrollable snowball.

At this critical moment, Xie Qi stood up again——

"rome!"

"Fighting!"

Rome carries too many people's expectations.

Every kill can erupt into a crowd of cheers.

In contrast, the fans in Chicago became more enthusiastic after the support from Rome gradually became louder.

The enthusiasm in the audience rose, sometimes Xie Qi couldn't make a sound, and there were experts dispatched in front of him, and the sound of Rome brought the audience to cheer.

The weak team suddenly played bravely, which surprised the audience too much.

This is more exciting than the strong team Hengqiang.

Whether it is the speed of the commentary or the wow sound of the audience, it can reflect more and more expectations.

The refueling group of Yincheng and MS is even crazier!

Relying on being the last row, they stood up collectively and shouted along with the slogan, like a group of senior fanatics.

Seeing their excitement, Guan Hong found it very amusing.

He decisively took out his mobile phone to record the scene of their passionate support, and casually posted, "You have new special attention", forcing the screen in front of the fans.

Since Rome was weak in the first game, it has been strong every game.

Even if it is a loss, the loss is extremely exciting.

"It's 2:0, Brother Meng!"

Su Wenle found new fun, "We will see whether you are a poisonous milk or a magic milk later in the third game."

"Let the second chase the third and let the second chase the third!" Meng Beichuan was extremely confident, "Bob will not let me down!"

Bob En somehow has a Chinese friend.

One-sided trust makes everyone full of expectations.

The third game, the tiebreaker.

Chicago wins, the battle is over, and the support fails.

If Roma wins, they will be able to win their respect strongly and give Meng Ge a new level.

Then, win!

Almost at the moment of Roman victory, the back row almost jumped up and cheered.

It's just recovering one point, as happy as if the counterattack was successful.

"Brother Meng is awesome!"

All kinds of compliments chased Meng Beichuan, and even the players from Yincheng stretched out their hands and said, "Brother Meng, take a look at my palmistry, do you have a chance to get rich overnight?"

Meng Beichuan slapped it, "Go away, I have bought welfare lottery tickets for five years, and if I want to get rich overnight, I will get rich first!"

Quite ruthless and doesn't even want to bring the Silver City players along to make a fortune.

The score became 2:1, and the fourth game was quite critical.

Watching the match suddenly suffers, and I really want to fast forward to the end.

Then, in this round, Roma played very quickly, with a set of iron fists and a clean chase, and cooperated with Zarya to beat Chicago.

"That man is scary!"

"Iron fist can still be used like this?"

Kang Ting was dumbfounded, and Su Wenle also learned it.

Iron Fist, a hero who is often overlooked, has become a powerful weapon in the hands of Rome, and can also cooperate with Zarya's ultimate move to destroy a group.

Roma's aggressiveness has exceeded many people's expectations in the playoffs.

What's even more frightening is that they used the ground to push the Lijiang Tower and won!

"Congratulations Rome!"

As soon as the commentary came out, Yincheng and MS's team jumped up.

They were like devout fans, howling, hugging, and saying "great" and "great".

Great, Yincheng can play the title match.

Su Wenle hugged Kang Ting and said, "See you in the title match!"

"Well, I'll beat you!"

"Hehehe, this is impossible." Su Wenle was not overwhelmed by joy, and his reason was still there.

He said: "Enjoy the one-day tour of the title match."

"Because we are sure to win."

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