To play is to win!

Su Wenle dreamed of losing.

He clearly knew that this was the final, and the opponents were Kang Ting and Wood.

They fought each other for four maps and played countless overtimes.

But, lost.

The team's voice was very noisy, and every voice was full of panic.

"Kang Ting killed the captain."

"The captain is dead."

"Can't fight, can't fight."

"Back back and run."

Frustrated words spread on the voice channel, and Su Wenle felt a wave of hopeless sadness.

Lost.

They can't win and don't want to win.

Don't dare to go in, don't dare to push the cart, the teammate will die as soon as they go out.

Because Guan Hong died.

There's no real gore, but it's frightening.

"Yes." Su Wenle didn't know if he had made a sound, "We can win, yes."

His reiteration seemed like a futile struggle.

Su Wenle's right hand was so heavy that he couldn't even move the mouse.

Guan Hong grabbed him and said, "Don't go, we lost."

Su Wenle was very sad.

Obviously they could win, but because of Guan Hong's absence, they had no fighting spirit and chose to give up.

With a dry voice, he said, "This is not your battlefield alone."

We can also take you to win.

"Cooky, what's the matter?"

Against the white light, Guan Hong reached out and touched Su Wenle's forehead.

He heard Su Wenle snoring twice on the bed, his brows were frowned, as if he was in a panic.

As soon as he touched it, Su Wenle opened his eyes.

Blink blink, just woke up.

Su Wenle's mind was still dazed, and he couldn't remember the dream clearly. The phrase "we lost" was so real that it stuck in his heart.

For the first time he was terrified of the game.

Not because of the game itself, but because the teammates didn't dare to move forward... because Guan Hong died, so they lost.

"Guan Hong..."

He rubbed his eyes and felt his temples throbbing, "Have you ever lost?"

Guan Hong squatted beside the bed, listening to his questions.

It's eight o'clock in the morning, far less anxious.

Even though the question was inexplicably abrupt, he still answered patiently: "I have lost. I lost from the beginning."

The team does not have outstanding players, extensive contacts, or even fans.

The deserted debut and defeat accompanied Guan Hong's initial career.

"At that time, Morning Star was just established, with almost zero management and experience in all aspects. There were no coaches, no analysts, and we learned from videos and games by ourselves."

"you?"

What Su Wenle was thinking about was Li Qin and Zhou Anming. They seemed to be about the same age as Guan Hong, calm and reliable, and they must have experienced a lot of tempering.

Guan Hong denied it.

He said: "All the players from the beginning of ms have left. Some retired, some changed projects, and some transferred to logistics. There were more than a dozen people who came and went, but none remained. Some of them played Weeks, some guys played for days, it was erratic."

An unstable team can only have ups and downs.

Finally, there is hope of winning, because of various coordination mistakes and teammates' mistakes, they lost abruptly.

Guan Hong recalled those days, it was the same as the last century.

He smiled and said: "Later, Brother Meng came to be the coach and reselected suitable players. He took us to review and analyze the game every day, and we slowly got used to it. Li Qin came, Zhou Anming came, and then Zhang Si, Lin Xiaoke, and Zheng Xi. After the team is complete, we have been running in for a period of time, and we can play decently."

Guan Hong looks decent, that is to say, from being pressed and rubbed on the ground to losing back and forth.

Su Wenle thought that the ms at that time was already invincible ms.

"Brother Meng is so powerful." He forgot most of what happened in his dream, and he just thought of Meng Beichuan, "I thought he was very fierce at first, but when he talked about tactics and analyzing the battle situation, his thinking was very clear. Yes, that Jane strokes, two or three strokes will teach me to plan the battle situation."

"If you praise him in person, he will be happier."

Guan Hong laughed and sat on the floor, slowly chatting with Su Wenle who was lying on the bed.

"Brother Meng looks fierce, but he has a good attitude. Back then, he was scolded badly in the previous team."

"Why?" Su Wenle felt that it was unreasonable. Such a powerful coach would still be scolded?

"Just debuted, no grades. Brother Meng transferred from other games. He has never played Overwatch or been an anchor. When he came up, he broke a team that seemed to be doing well. Why didn't he get scolded?" ?”

Su Wenle was still unwilling to get up after waking up from sleepiness.

He likes to listen to Guan Hong chatting.

Under his questioning eyes, Guan Hong said: "In the e-sports profession, the most important thing is grades. It is useless for us to think who is outstanding, because there are no grades. Brother Meng was scolded along the way to the point that even his teammates began to disobey him. Just resigned. A worse morning star came."

He used "worse" to describe the former Morning Star.

Because at that time, Chen Xing couldn't even count as a complete team.

Guan Hong is not used to remembering the past.

Although it was hard work for him, he still instinctively resisted those days that were too dark to see the light.

He only has one year to prove that he is fit to be a professional gamer.

Time is running out and despair is growing.

The morning star that Meng Beichuan came to was a barren hill.

If you can afford the salary, you can't recruit people.

Good players don't want to come to a new team that doesn't improve.

Excellent coaches need a more stable and broad development platform.

Guan Hong said: "As soon as I recall the past, I feel old."

Su Wenle laughed loudly, "Retirement life for the elderly?"

He reached out and stroked Su Wenle's short hair, stood up and said, "Hurry up, eat early, I'm hungry."

Because today is the final.

The ms training match was very tense.

As soon as they came, they were required to hand in their mobile phones, and all members were confined to avoid trouble before the game.

Brother Meng glanced at everyone, and looked at Zhang Si and Lin Xiaoke meaningfully.

He said: "At night, in the final, regardless of whether you win or lose, it's time to call it a day. I hope everyone will do their best, and don't think about it even if it starts 0-2. Look at each game as a new game. The big score is not important."

What he said was unimportant, just reassuring.

Su Wenle has learned the skill of understanding ms terminology.

Winning is very important to keep in mind.

Lose, swear to remember the shame and forge ahead.

They're here to win every round.

Retaining strength, showing style, and increasing knowledge are beautiful words that are icing on the cake.

Rather than the truth.

"Zhang Si, Lin Xiaoke, be careful not to show off in the arena. Look at Su Wenle. His shots are firm and accurate, and his personality is calm and composed. You should learn more."

... This is not true either.

Su Wenle took it calmly, not at all delighted by the compliment.

My own weight is only 0.5 Wood.

The core of ms is Guan Hong, he can see it very clearly.

When Guan Hong shut up and couldn't command, the team's strength dropped by 60.00%.

When Guan Hong was playing abnormally, he almost wanted to play Watchman as a sub-game of blocking guns.

It was the match between Battle and Rutern yesterday.

The two competed for the final qualification, and Rutern won the third place to draw the finish line.

The score is 3:2, the battle wins.

"After playing five rounds, Kang Ting and Wood survived two rounds to the end. Flle's strength is still a bit weaker, but he is stronger than Zhang Si. Zhang Si will focus on it later."

Meng Beichuan has been following Rutern for a long time and knows their situation very well.

However, he really didn't expect them to grow up so fast.

If you are strong, you will be strong, if you are weak, you will be weak, and you will often play [-]/[-] with other teams.

But this time, they almost won the battle again.

If it is said that Guan Hong's illness made him not judge Rutern's true level well.

A narrow victory in a battle can completely re-evaluate Rutern's potential.

"Xiaojie is still amazing." Teacher Yang saw the data, "Let's dig him up."

"No, hum." Meng Beichuan was very disgusted, and suppressed the slightest expectation in his heart.

"Which one is Xiaojie?" Su Wenle quietly asked Guan Hong.

"Data analyst, bejake." Guan Hong thought for a while, and added, "Brother Meng's friend, he has a good relationship with Mr. Yang. But he went to Rutern, and Brother Meng is not very happy."

Guan Hong doesn't like the team Rutern.

There is a bit of hostility between the lines.

Su Wenle remembered, he said, it was because he had lost to the opponent before, and all the grievances of not admitting defeat made him unable to lose again.

Now it seems that it is a little more complicated.

Meng Beichuan looked unhappy, and said, "No matter how strong he is, he's still like that. He's just playing around for a few years and then left. Okay, replay, the first picture, Hollywood."

Watching someone else's game is very different from watching your own game.

Su Wenle's eyes stayed on dva most of the time, and felt that something was wrong with Wood.

Maybe it's a tactical requirement, maybe it's a command arrangement, the timing of Wood's impact has changed.

This is Su Wenle's feeling.

He raised his hand to attract Brother Meng's attention, and asked, "Brother Meng, can you tell me why Wood did this?"

Meng Beichuan was passionately criticizing Zhang Si with flle's mistakes, and he was stunned for a while when he heard his question.

"What happened to Wood?"

Because the ob perspective stays in the assault position for a long time, the players don't pay much attention to dva.

Moreover, this time in the team battle, the mistake was on flle.

He carefully looked at the mecha in that corner, and the battle's formation in the melee was clear at a glance.

Wood is an excellent off-tank player, proficient in dva and roadhog, and Zarya is no less.

In such a melee, he is generally conservative, 70.00% likely to choose to protect his teammates, and rarely choose to break through alone.

But this time point proposed by Su Wenle.

Wood did not advance or retreat, and his position was a bit unreasonable.

"Like a misplacement."

Meng Beichuan repeatedly played the entire start of the battle until the end of the battle.

Wood cooperated with his teammates to rush into the target point from the angle between the straight lines, but was attacked immediately after landing, and turned around to block the enemy's vision.

"It may be their tactical arrangement, allowing Wood to separate the battlefield and limit the support of treatment."

From the results of the team battle, flle was the first to be killed when losing the battle.

But he was killed, and it has something to do with Wood's failure to come back.

However, Wood was far away, killing Rutern's healer.

After defeating the big advantage situation, Su Wenle couldn't help but mind Wood who took the order.

In his view, this will also be his choice.

Face-riding treatment restricts support, releases Zhang Si and never turns back.

Su Wenle felt that Rutern's strategy for battle was different from that for MS.

Hit ms, they catch treatment.

In battle, they grab the off-tank.

"Brother Meng, I think... Guan Hong is under too much pressure."

Su Wenle expressed his feeling of immaturity, and only after fighting against Rutern did he realize that Guan Hong is so important.

If you can't perform supernormally, your ms will be easily defeated.

Teammates are laughing.

Guan Hong was a little surprised, he said, "I'm not stressed."

"Nonsense." Meng Beichuan refuted him, and looked at Su Wenle, "Tell me, where do you think his pressure is?"

He likes Su Wenle's proactive attitude.

This means that Su Wenle is looking for a breakthrough from the perspective of the team.

rather than passive acceptance.

"Everyone said before that our trump card is played by the big brother. No matter how many people are on the opposite side, Guan Hong will do."

Su Wenle can recall the previous game, Guan Hong's beautiful three kills and four kills, no matter what kind of desperate situation he is in, he can lead the team to come back.

"However, this is a game for six people. If we rely too much on Guan Hong, there will be..."

Su Wenle paused, but decided to say it out, "There will be a messy fight against Rutern."

Maybe it's no use for him to say it.

A lot of things have been formed by long-term subtle influences, including relying on Guan Hong, and thinking that Guan Hong can make a comeback on his own.

Su Wenle is just here to play a game, and the final is the last game.

Nothing he said would change the status quo.

The team's habits and tactics cannot be achieved overnight.

We all understand a lot of truth, but change requires a long process.

But he just wanted to say it.

Guan Hong's desire for victory affected him.

Usually he smiled gently and said it doesn't matter if he wins or loses, but when he was really at his most vulnerable, he would seriously say "I don't want to lose".

ms went all the way to the final, not just the efforts of the six of them.

And Zheng Xi in the group stage.

Su Wenle had never met Zheng Xi, but felt he was right.

This is a team composed of the best players, Guan Hong shouldn't bear too much pressure.

Su Wenle said: "Rutern and we have never played against each other, and we can rely on analyzing the battle situation to find a way to deal with us. Even though Guan Hong's state has played a big role in it, it also shows that we rely too much on Guan Hong. Hong. What rutern can do, battle will only do better. My offense is no different from Wood just now. The rampage is all based on intuition, because this is also the tactic you told me. I can feel that you are not very good, Brother Meng. I am willing to give me too many demands, but if we face the battle in this state, we may become dependent on Guan Hong to finish the order."

His words were harsh and unkind.

As a newcomer, it can be regarded as boastful.

He knew that Zhang Si, Lin Xiaoke, Li Qin, and Zhou Anming were all excellent, and he was the only one who was not excellent.

But he still wanted to speak his mind.

"Brother Meng, let's assume that Guan Hong can't do a double kill, and every team battle can only lower the opponent's bloodline, so what should everyone except him do?"

He is not a coach and does not have a lot of data and actual combat support.

Maybe after playing a game, I even forget what I did before as an instinct.

Rutern can target them.

The battle will only be better targeted.

Meng Beichuan watched Su Wenle for a long time.

The air was as silent as if a black shadow had released an emp, and chaos abounded in the silence, making Su Wenle cringe a little.

Sure enough, shouldn't I say it? Su Wenle wondered if he was affected by the dream. Obviously, his teammates didn't lose Guan Hongmiao's character of turning into a coward, so why did they make such an unpleasant scene.

He was still reviewing himself, Guan Hong rubbed his palm over.

Warm and dry, with a slight punch.

"Thank you." Guan Hong said with a smile, "I'm just doing my best. I'm better than them, so I should do more."

Meng Beichuan snorted disdainfully, "It's because of you that you spoil them. Yes, I mean Zhang Si and Lin Xiaoke."

Meng Beichuan didn't expect Su Wenle to think so much.

A rookie who wins all the way and starts from the peak should be at ease, listen to some beautiful words and grow confident.

He said: "Guan Hong is under a lot of pressure, mainly because Zhang Sigang switched to assault. He did not do well in many places, and his awareness is poor and unstable. When he performs well, he cooperates perfectly. When he performs poorly, I can do it."

Zhang Si was very unconvinced by what he said.

In view of the fact that the incident in the live broadcast room caused a major event, it can only be criticized obediently.

I yelled hundreds of times to retort in my heart, but my face still had the expression "I don't accept it but I endure it".

Unexpectedly, Meng Beichuan said again: "But Zhang Si still has advantages."

Zhang Si raised his eyes, waiting for the compliment.

"Withstands blows, revives with full blood every minute, very resilient."

"Where are you praising me...it sounds like a sandbag, hit it casually."

Waiting to hear the beautiful Zhang Si couldn't help it, and his tone was particularly aggrieved.

"Isn't that an exaggeration?" Meng Beichuan smiled and turned to Su Wenle and said, "The problem you mentioned is very good, but there is no way to change it immediately. Zhang Si is not suitable for assault by nature. It lies in the tank with rough skin and thick flesh, and the defensive hero who moves around. For Lin Xiaoke, I considered letting him switch to assault, but Guan Hong refused.

She didn't feel sorry for Guan Hong like Su Wenle did at all, and even felt that he was self-inflicted.

He said: "When Guan Hong can not pay so much attention to winning or losing, then his pressure will not be so great."

"How is it possible, unless the captain is taken away."

"At first, I thought that when Su Wenle came, he had already changed his soul. In the end, the fake ones were all special effects."

"After all, our slogan is that Guan Hong can die, and team battles must be won."

"Don't say it, don't say it, the captain is going to cry."

"Hey, you don't want to save face, don't you?" Guan Hong laughed, "Whenever the tactics are the same as these swear words, then I don't have to worry so much."

"Come on." Meng Beichuan didn't believe it, "It's natural for you to worry like crazy, and you'll have to face the pain."

"Ok?"

Su Wenle's gossip detector suddenly stood up, staring at Meng Beichuan with sparkling eyes.

Meng Beichuan was overjoyed when he saw it.

Su Wenle is really funny, looking at you with round eyes, like a flash bomb, hooking you to say something and do something, to tease him.

"Hey, Su Wenle, let me tell you, when Guan Hong put down his cruel words, Genji—"

"Stop!" Guan Hong immediately raised his hand to stop, "Brother Meng, don't waste any more time in the final tonight!"

Su Wenle's shining eyes have always kept a high degree of attention on Guan Hong.

Whatever Guan Hong said, he looked forward to it.

The replay and tactics are over, and it's time for the team to rest.

Su Wenle's bright anticipation swept over every MS member.

"Lin Xiaoke is not allowed to answer Cooky's questions."

"what?"

Lin Xiaoke was still practicing with a gun when she was suddenly deprived of the right to answer questions.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Su Wenle rushing towards him angrily.

"It's fine if you don't let Brother Meng say it, Li Qin laughed, Zhou Anming laughed too, Zhang Si just ran away, and Lin Xiaoke was not allowed to speak, what are you going to do!"

What are you doing to protect your own face?

Lin Xiaoke whimpered and said in a low voice, "Look at Weibo, Brother Meng must have posted on Weibo happily."

There will also be a flash bomb emoticon package.

God closes the door for you, and will definitely close the window again.

All the cell phones are with Brother Meng, and they are not allowed to take them back until they finish the finals.

Although the computer can be used, Guan Hong unplugs the network cable every minute, which is simply arrogant.

Su Wenle was very unhappy.

Guan Hong smiled and said, "Let's celebrate after the finals. How about eating hot pot?"

"Don't eat!" Su Wenle was very angry.

"Eat, eat, eat, there is a seafood pot next to it, I think it looks good." Zhang Si immediately came over to recommend it.

"Do you eat seafood in hot pot? What are you thinking, of course you want super spicy red pot." Lin Xiaoke retorted.

"Eating hot pot at night is a bit uncomfortable, let's change it." Li Qin said, "How about a Hong Kong-style restaurant?"

Zhou Anming said: "After the game, it will be [-]:[-] at the earliest. Is there a Hong Kong-style restaurant open?"

Teammates discussed enthusiastically.

Guan Hong smiled and waited for Su Wenle to speak.

He said: "cooky, great expert, give me some advice."

Unfortunately, sugar-coated bullets don't work.

Su Wenle raised his chin and said, "What kind of cruel words did you say back then?"

A group of people found that foodies don't care about eating, and they cast sympathetic eyes on Guan Hong.

Can't help you captain, we did our best captain.

If you can't help laughing, you may appear more sincere and friendly.

Guan Hong said helplessly: "You are young and ignorant, give me some face."

Su Wenle was very curious, but she still asked obediently: "What cruel things did you say..."

As soon as the hahaha laughter sounded, Guan Hong looked over with one look, and everyone dispersed like birds and beasts very quickly.

"It's okay not to ask, or I'm telling you after the game."

"You said that I can swear to defend your face to the death, so that you will not lose?" Su Wenle tried to seduce.

However, his coaxing skills are next to zero.

Guan Hong was not fooled, and said, "I'll tell you after the fight, it has nothing to do with the outcome."

Ruthless words that have nothing to do with victory or defeat.

Su Wenle became even more curious.

Guan Hong is most obsessed with winning or losing, other than that, he really can't think of other cruel words.

"Hotpot or Hong Kong-style restaurant at night?" Guan Hong asked again

"Hmm..." Su Wenle struggled and hesitated, "Let's have hot pot."

He really wants to know!

When there is no mobile phone, the players are so idle that they even talk about tactics while chatting.

"If Kang Ting shows up, Su Wen will rush and Li Qinchong will take care of us six to five."

"Then it's better to expect the captain to kill Kang Ting with one shot. We can not only fight six to five, but also six to four."

"Why are you the captain again? Didn't Brother Meng say that Zhang Si should play an output role instead of paddling?"

"Don't tamper with Brother Meng's words casually. He clearly told me to protect the back row so that those who charge in front will not be under pressure."

Su Wenle was listless, and only a touch of Lin Xiaoke's elbow would bring him back to life.

Lin Xiaoke asked strangely: "What's the matter, aren't you full?"

"I am full."

McCas never gets tired of eating seafood feasts, and Su Wenle enjoys it too.

However, the efficiency of using delicious food to attract attention is getting lower and lower.

I used to be able to enjoy myself for a week with one meal, but since I joined ms and my appetite has grown, I can't last a day now.

Su Wenle took a look, but Guan Hong hadn't come back yet.

He asked Lin Xiaoke in a low voice, "Boss, hurry up, for the sake of our indestructible friendship, tell me Guan Honglian's harsh words."

Lin Xiaoke was laughing and joking just now, but now she is laughing like crazy.

"I can't tell."

The sky is big, the captain is the biggest, and Lin Xiaoke, who has only been punished, will not provoke authority.

But he said with a heartless smile: "Su Hana, why are you so curious! You can't think about it every day... Think about Melaleuca!"

Melaleuca is so delicious, why not want it!

"Thousand-layer cake is delicious, but Guan Hong is more important."

Loyalty is very affirmative, but unfortunately I was not present.

Zhang Si leaned over, not thinking it was a big deal, and he said: "Actually, sometimes the captain's brain is short-circuited, it's quite funny, stupid and cute, very similar to a flash bomb, let me tell you... no, I can't tell you clearly, but The captain's harsh words are ordinary cruel words, and they are incomparable with the "five-speed electric fan on live broadcast day", but he himself is a bit miserable. So don't be curious."

The more you let him not be curious, the more curious he will be.

This is the case with many things. If you open up and say it, no one will pay attention to it. If you keep it secret and tell you a small thing, the guesswork in your heart will be heavier.

No, if he doesn't know what it is, he won't be in the mood to compete.

"Don't be sad, the captain will definitely tell you if he spoils you so much."

"Actually, if the captain doesn't say anything, Brother Meng must have posted on Weibo. You can watch it after the game."

"Yes, come on, have some yogurt, don't be wronged."

Completely treat Su Wenle like a child.

Su Wenle couldn't laugh or cry, and his teammates were too good at acting.

He took the yogurt and said, "Okay, I forgot."

"Forgot what?" Guan Hong heard this sentence when he came in, and asked.

When Su Wenle saw the culprit, he rolled his eyes for a second. "Forget, forget, love."

A group of people blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Because it is the final, the entry is extra early.

There is also a brief opening.

The top teams are fighting for the front again, even if they are all familiar faces, they still have to draw their swords and draw their swords to show their momentum.

After all, they persisted until the end for this one match.

ms and battle are entered at the same time.

The appearance of the two teams aroused the warmest cheers and applause at the scene.

Su Wenle was a little dazed by the madness, stopped in his footsteps, and trotted to keep up with Lin Xiaoke.

I don't know why, but it's so noisy that only the cheers and the narration can be heard.

But he felt that Guan Hong behind him was smiling.

"Prepare?"

Guan Hong stretched out his hand, and everyone formed a circle.

The palms and the backs of the hands overlap, a standard pre-match mobilization action.

Even though the game officials had many novel opening poses.

Guan Hong chose the simplest one.

Let's work together and shout "Come on!"

"The battle is too coquettish, I don't see it."

After sitting firmly on the competition seat, Zhang Si finally expressed his feelings.

What kind of ghost posture is it to put Kang Ting up and sit on his lap?

If you want to play the big brother and finish the order, it's not like this to praise the big brother.

"I think they should want to play 35 billion memes. After thinking about it, Kang Ting is really suitable."

"What 35 million?"

A group of unqualified nerds looked at Lin Xiaoke.

Lin Xiaoke was shocked.

"Is your Weibo dead?"

During the period of 35 billion memes, his homepage was maxed out by various pictures. By the way, he wanted to catch the captain to play again, but he was ruthlessly dismissed, and he did not feel conscious of giving back to female fans.

"Maybe your Weibo looks different from ours." Zhang Si sighed.

Lin Xiaoke, who has the most female MS fans, Weibo is simply a paradise on earth.

"Tell me?"

Su Wenle feels that this team is very inhumane, why every day is new knowledge.

"It's just a meme, ah, joke, don't be sad because you broke up with your boyfriend, there are still 35 billion men in this world."

Lin Xiaoke did not repeat the essence.

Everyone still has question marks.

Guan Hong caught the blow, he said: "From your description, battle is really suitable for this action."

The captain's extraordinary comprehension ability has attracted the attention of the whole team.

Guan Hong smiled and said, "Isn't it just 'don't be sad to say goodbye to battleforever, you still have 35 billion morning stars'?"

"...Speaking of which, Battle is really friendly."

Everyone nodded and cast loving eyes on the distant battle.

"I really want to know how the two teams feel now."

Mickey has been very excited since he stepped onto the commentary stage.

He said: "Two fateful opponents stand on the final stage again! I haven't seen them compete on the same stage for a long time!"

The little monkey conquered his partner's amnesia.

He said: "The first match of the quarterfinals of ms is against bf, and ms wins."

"I said the final! Compete for the championship and runner-up!" Mickey insisted, "I boldly predict that bf should win today!"

Mickey's words evoked a wave of barrage of dissatisfaction.

It's the fans of Battle who are angry.

Explain that a wave of tainted milk is simply terrible, they are careful not to fight, Mickey has no choice but suddenly takes a mouthful of milk.

"Commentary don't manipulate the game!"

"Utilitarian and scheming, Mickey must be a die-hard MS fan."

"MS must win, MS is invincible."

The various barrage methods are messy, and they don't listen to the professional analysis of the commentary at all.

No matter how professional the analysis was, the team they supported would not win.

But based on how wonderful Mickey has been over the years.

That's never been accurate.

The battle was over, and the news of the death battle spread like wildfire.

MS somehow became the winner of the barrage rhythm.

"Candy?"

The rhythm cannot affect Guan Hong's good mood, and the professional feeding must continue.

Su Wenle looked at Tang, but didn't answer it.

With serious eyes, he shouted, "Guan Hong."

"Ok?"

"This is my last game."

The words were very sad and solemn, causing everyone to stop discussing and look over.

"I know."

Guan Hong smiled.

This is a fact, no need to confirm it.

He just didn't expect that Su Wenle would sit on the field and emphasize it to him again when the game was approaching.

it looks like...

It is just his wishful thinking that Su Wenle likes the game very much.

Su Wenle hesitated for a long time, his eyes wandering between Tang and Guan Hong.

Finally, he said: "You still tell me, what cruel words did you say? I am not firm in my will, and I always think about this, which will affect my performance! The last game, Guan Hong! Don't let me Play the game with regret and struggle!"

With the last sentence, Su Wenle almost howled.

It exploded.

He has been looking for news from his teammates, even Brother Meng and Teacher Yang.

Why is everyone so annoying!

"Su Wenle, amazing." Zhang Si gave a thumbs up and chose to die.

There are still such trivial things as emotional entanglement on the field, it seems that those who really make big things don't care about small things.

Guan Hong felt that Su Wenle had changed.

Can sugar be fooled?

He sighed in embarrassment, feeling that sooner or later he would lose all face because of his black history.

And that day will start today.

He grabbed Su Wenle's hand and put the sugar on it.

Guan Hong said helplessly: "Actually, I shouldn't have opened Weibo back then."

However, it is too late to say anything now.

Under Su Wenle's shining eyes, he finally spoke about the unbearable suffering.

Guan Hong said: "At that time, ms won the first championship. I drank too much during the celebration at night. I checked Weibo at that time and saw someone saying that I was a marksman. Ms must recruit a Genji. My brain I was quite confused, so I replied to him, "That's not necessarily true, Genji is not difficult." When I woke up, everyone was saying that I was swollen. At that time, I thought what was wrong with practicing one, so I just said it on Weibo, I will definitely be able to Practice Genji."

"Then……"

"Then?" Su Wenle waited to hear the key point, extremely anxious.

"Then the captain practiced Genji, thinking that he was invincible, so he swelled to the point of explosion, preparing to stage the miracle of the elder brother's kill, but the dragon blade was unsheathed and returned to the city. Hong: That's not necessarily true, Genji is not difficult' Hahahahahaha!"

If it wasn't for the competition field, Zhang Si would definitely be beaten up.

Even though it was such a sad thing, he actually laughed out loud.

Su Wenle felt that behind Guan Hong's tenderness and heaviness were all stories.

Exposed anger turned out to be not a disease, but a nature!

He understood what Brother Meng meant when he said cheerfully that Guan Hong wanted to save face and suffer.

If you make a mistake when you are drunk, just explain it sincerely.

You have to bite the bullet and practice Genji.

To train a hero from scratch, you have to face more ridicule and laughter than you think.

Guan Hong was also humiliated in the arena, and the pressure was enormous.

MS could obviously recruit another Genji player to make up for Guan Hong's shortcomings, but because of Guan Hong's insistence, it has been stranded.

"Genji, the captain at that time, really had sharp eyes." Li Qin recalled, feeling that there could not be more children.

Lin Xiaoke couldn't agree more, "Back then when I quarreled with the team leader wearing a vest, my rank has changed from apprentice to hall master."

"I really hope that the captain will say harsh words again. For example, Roadhog is not difficult, and Iron Fist is not difficult. Then our ms will be invincible!"

"Zhang Si, wake up, don't think that you don't need to practice after the captain has practiced, think about the old eagle."

The teammates chatted happily, and Su Wenle listened cheerfully.

"Stop laughing, it's time to compete."

Guan Hong felt that Su Wenle's eyes were full of deep meaning, and it was not a good thing that Su Wenle showed kindness at such a young age.

"Guan Hong, you are so cute."

Su Wenle was called cute thousands of times, and finally found a chance to fight back.

Guan Hong stretched out his hand to touch it, and he carnivaled before the game.

Su Wenle still imagined Guan Hong's young and frivolous appearance after being taught a lesson, so he peeled off the candy and ate it.

The mouth is sweet, and the heart is very happy.

Guan Hong uttered arrogant words, and he did what he said.

Lost face, and then regain face.

He just listened, as if he could see a rebellious young man growing up gradually.

He likes the phrase "that's not necessarily it", as if it contains infinite possibilities.

Created the legendary Guan Hong.

Su Wenle asked: "Guan Hong, if you hadn't said that sentence, and you hadn't been forced to come down from the stage by people on the Internet, would you still practice Genji?"

"Practice." Guan Hong smiled, "Although Genji is the first hero I have mastered besides marksmanship heroes, without that sentence, I still have to practice. Whether it is assault or healing, my goal is to master All heroes."

Zhang Si applauded enthusiastically, but was slapped back by Li Qin.

"However, I want to practice quietly." Guan Hong said seriously, "Practicing heroes under the eyes of everyone is like a public execution. In the first game, Genji drove back to the city, and almost put me in a psychological shadow."

If he hadn't continued to persevere, Genji must have been number one on Guan Hong's blacklist.

Even if the opponent Genji is dead, he will chase after the whip corpse.

Pre-match preparation is always fun and easy.

The first map of the game entered Oasis City.

Guan Hong coughed lightly, and said: "Everyone, don't take it lightly. The battle must come prepared, and be mentally prepared. Oasis City, our winning rate is not high, so we will do our best."

Team voice A group of people responded one after another.

Suddenly Su Wenle hummed twice.

He likes Guan Hong's dedication and passion for victory, rather than deliberately comforting everyone with their best efforts.

Su Wenle said, "That's not necessarily true."

They are the best team with the best players.

"I think Oasis City can win!"