To play is to win!

The owl offseason is extremely short for the players, but it is long and tormenting for the spectators.

I am used to seeing intense and exciting games every day. After the offseason, even if it is Chinese New Year, I feel scratchy.

After eating a full banquet, I don't even have the energy to watch the live broadcast of the game.

To say that Wang Mei quenches thirst, it has to be a live broadcast of the level of ms players, which can fill the emptiness in the hearts of the audience.

Unfortunately, as we all know, ms is a team that loves live broadcasts but not live broadcasts.

Since Transocean, the ms official blog has become more cute, and even the video can be cooed, and it can be seen that the official blog lady has changed.

The only thing that can comfort the masses is Saburo.

Since Kang Ting transferred to Yincheng, the Japanese player's live broadcast room has been widely amended.

Countless fans squatted in Saburo's live broadcast room to watch him play ladder.

Because, I can meet Kang Ting by the way.

It is not accurate to say that I saw it.

They just saw Kang Ting's id and heard Kang Ting's voice in the live broadcast room.

Even though Saburo's live broadcast was short, the fans were satisfied.

Witnessing with my own eyes that Kang Ting's daily live broadcast benefits gradually disappeared, and turned into this kind of closed-door personality, it can be regarded as spending a period of growth with him.

Everyone missed the old days, but understood Kang Ting's decision.

Overseas webcasts are intermittent, not to mention, ms doesn't broadcast live either.

——Not broadcasting live, maybe it is the only way for the top bosses.

Kang Ting used English in the voice of the team, fluently like a foreigner.

Bad Chinese-English barrage, occasionally refreshed in the chat box.

When Saburo is free, he will also convey the greetings of the fans who are squatting in the live broadcast room.

"Your little fans are asking why you haven't posted on Weibo recently."

"...Did they even ask you this?" Kang Ting chose Pharah, and replied helplessly, "Saburo, you don't have to always convey their messages for me."

"I only took a look when I was free."

Saburo singled out Genji, "It's interesting to watch them talk."

His live broadcast room has always been Japanese audiences.

A sentence of English can emerge from thousands of Japanese, most of which are about Kang Ting.

Such experiences are rare.

He never gets too close to anyone, the audience mostly talks about heroes and strength, and occasionally a witty joke or two will be drowned in indifference.

Kang Ting's fans are different.

Most of those who can come to foreign websites to send chat messages are with great enthusiasm.

One after another, I was afraid of disturbing Saburo, and I didn't want my question to be ignored.

The words and sentences are carefully and carefully used, but full of hints.

——Good afternoon, Saburo, are you in a solo queue?

——Good morning, Saburo, the voice of the person in the double row is so familiar to you, who is it?

As long as he replied: "It's Kang Ting."

The questioning begins.

——Why doesn't ting start a live broadcast?

——Recently I seldom see Ting posting messages.

——Can you receive gifts there? I want to send gifts to the players in Osaka.

Kang Ting suddenly heard Saburo laugh.

They sit close together.

With a glance, he saw that Saburo was watching the chat information in the live broadcast room during the interval between Saburo's death.

"Sombra came out on the opposite side, and I changed to Tracer, Saburo, be careful."

"Yeah." Saburo started from the rebirth room again, "Your fans are really cute."

He obviously wanted to send a gift to Kang Ting, but he always said that he wanted to send a gift to the Osaka player.

And often there are a lot of things in one pack, even the packaging boxes are exactly the same, so Kang Ting won't look too obtrusive.

"After the finals, let's go to China to hold a meeting."

"China?" Kang Ting walked around with his gun in his hand, "won't you go to Japan?"

"Japan is the base, and China is the cooperation."

Kang Ting smiled, "There is a problem with your plan."

"Ok?"

His two Tracer guns were spinning between his fingers, and he looked back in time and space handsomely, "Can we make it to the finals?"

Saburo said: "Yes."

"So sure?"

Saburo said: "If you can bring Yincheng to the title match, you can naturally bring Osaka to the finals."

Kang Ting kept moving his hands, he felt that Saburo was too exaggerated.

The achievements of a team can never be obtained by a single person.

...However, Osaka is indeed in a better state than Silver City.

This kind of "goodness", he has no way to describe it specifically, and he has no evidence to prove it-whether it is his prejudice or the truth.

For Kang Ting, the most important thing is the game.

He wanted to use the results to prove himself right.

And his chance was near.

In the third game of the second stage of the owl, Silver City took off vs. Osaka 46.

The match between Yincheng and Osaka became the focus from the moment it appeared on the battle list.

Domestic forums broadcast every move of Yincheng Tengfei's signings at any time.

Coaches Yun found out the details of the Korean players.

They look forward to revenge, but the palms and backs of their hands are full of flesh.

Yincheng still has half of the Chinese players, which is too difficult for fans who support Kang Ting and battle.

For the fraternity audience, as long as the game is exciting, it doesn't matter who wins.

Since Kang Ting's transfer, the ups and downs behind the scenes have shown the cruelty of the owl.

The iron-clad team, the flow of transfers, in this rapidly changing place, only ms is as strong as an iron plate.

In the opening game of the second stage, the two Chinese clubs still lead the way.

The battle between Yincheng and MS was simply an eye-opener.

Because, ms' attitude can be seen from the first episode.

——This is the most arrogant provocation I've ever seen, ms playing Yincheng all on the bench? !

——Coach Meng's slap in the face was really super loud. Yincheng sold Tingting and replaced a bunch of Korean brothers, and the result... hehe.

——I bought swimming trunks for the players, let’s swim back to Korea.

There is no doubt about the strength of Korean players, but in front of ms, the elite Incheon is not enough to watch, how could it be the turn of Yincheng's Korean aid to perform.

Whether the Korean players in Yincheng have potential, the audience does not know.

But the stupidity of Yincheng's coach, everyone saw it when he was playing against ms.

Widowmaker vs. Gun, you can't just mess around just because Guan Hong didn't play.

The black shadows jumped, you can't just grab Zenyatta and get fucked just because Lin Xiaoke isn't around.

MS's set of tactics is completely tailor-made for this group of players.

They don't have the tacit understanding of the ms Iron Hexagon, but with the combination of Gao Qianjin and He Feng's tank and assistant, and Gu Kuan, who is not inferior to the first-class c position in marksmanship, they showed a brand new ms, which caused the audience to scream and look forward to this game even more. The future of the team.

Because they are so strong before the killer group of six, when the grand finale comes on stage, how terrifying will they be? !

The audience watched with enthusiasm, and even the other wonderful games that followed were a little tasteless.

Their eyes were fixed on the game list, and even two or three days felt like two or three months.

When the live broadcast room was full of spectators waiting for today's game, the barrage had already exploded beyond recognition.

If Kang Ting's transfer brought them a shock, then Yincheng's loss to ms brought them a shock.

What kind of blind coach and management can make such a decision.

Yincheng's 0:4 defeated some people's last expectations for Yincheng.

They also joined the irrational queue irrationally, waiting excitedly for a battle between two Chinese and three Chinese.

——It doesn't matter, I want to watch Tingting defeat Yincheng and make Yincheng cry and regret!

The Osaka match was the second of the day.

In the first game, the venue was full of passionate cheers from Chicago fans, which was very similar to the previous stage of Rome vs. Chicago.

Kang Ting is wearing a pink cherry blossom Osaka jersey with "ting" written on the right shoulder.

He stood no different from his teammates, all black-haired and yellow-skinned Asians, laughing and exchanging pre-match emotions.

Surrounded by fluent and excited English commentary voices, shouting for every wonderful shot.

The supposedly unfamiliar environment, but Kang Ting was calm and familiar.

"Are you nervous? Playing with your old club." Saburo asked while standing upright.

They are about to go on stage, and by the time the host finishes his short interview, it will be Osaka time.

Kang Ting looked at the familiar Yincheng Tengfei team logo on the battle table, and there was a slight wave in his heart.

It seems that this is the first time he has played professionally and transferred.

If Yincheng is considered battleforever.

"It's my first time to play professionally, and I went to the morning star trial training." Kang Ting leaned against the wall of the tunnel, and the voice of the English interview became his background sound, "Guan Hong said that I am not suitable to be a starter, so I can only be a substitute first. And he chose Zheng Xi. I know Zheng Xi, and players with high scores in the game can often meet each other. In my heart... Zheng Xi is not enough for a starting seat, even if he played a good 76 at the time. How to say , I think it's very noisy, as long as you meet Zheng Xi in the rankings, he is very noisy, the entire team voice is his voice, it seems that he is born with a low smile, he laughs when he wins, and laughs when he loses, there is no... no Master demeanor."

Guan Hong is a real master, unsmiling, but able to turn the tables at critical moments.

Even if Kang Ting didn't go to MS, he always imitated Guan Hong's appearance.

Silence, speak with a gun, and lead the team with strength.

"So, I think Morningstar regrets, regrets not giving me a starter."

There was a smile in Kang Ting's eyes, "'After all, I'm so good!'... Haha, that's what I thought at the time. Later, I saw that their c-position starter changed from Zheng Xi to Zhang Si, and then to Gu Kuan, He even became Brother Le. The other C of Chenxing is always noisy and not stable at all, none of them is like Guan Hong, who has been doing their best."

Saburo listened to him quietly.

Then, Kang Ting stroked his short hair and said, "I feel so stupid. I failed to make Chen Xing regret it, but I regretted it myself."

Regret that he was arrogant and did not choose a substitute, regret that he was greedy for the familiar battle, and did not participate in the trial training of ms.

...I still regret that I didn't become a noisy player, but became more and more silent on the road of imitating Guan Hong, and became more and more obsessed with victory.

"Although it's stupid, I don't want to change it. So, captain, we must win today."

There was a smile on Kang Ting's face, he said: "I failed to make Chenxing regret, but I still naively want Yincheng to regret."

This kind of words in Cao Ying's heart in Han should not be said on the field.

But Kang Ting said it with certainty and naturalness, maybe it was Saburo's usual gentle connivance that made him feel the atmosphere of no scruples in the battle.

No amount of rumors from the outside world can affect Kang Ting's judgment on Saburo.

A man who is full of competition and victory does not need anyone's awe.

"Of course." Saburo patted Kang Ting's shoulder with a smile.

"This game only allows us to have one winner in Osaka."

He raised his voice and said to his teammates: "Let's go, warriors of Osaka 46, to defeat our friends and opponents."