To play is to win!

Su Wenle didn't know them at all, but received a lot of "welcome back".

It seems that a wanderer who has been away for a long time has returned to his hometown.

"Should I say, thank you?" Su Wenle was at a loss, "And should I answer their questions?"

He hasn't watched the live broadcast much, and he has no experience in live broadcasting himself.

Whether it is chatting in daily life or communicating online, he always belongs to the category of people who answer all questions.

However, the familiar Guan Hong said directly: "Just say thank you, don't look at the barrage, and start the game."

Guan Hong reached out, dragged the mouse to shrink the window of the live broadcast room, and helped him open the client by the way.

"However, if you don't read the barrage, how can you answer their questions?"

"Don't answer."

"No, I remember that there were questions and answers." Su Wenle insisted.

Guan Hong felt that he had misunderstood the live broadcast.

This is not a program interview, nor is it a chat group. There are so many viewers in the ms live broadcast room, and a question from each person can make him look dazzled.

Zhang Si said with a smile: "Brother Le is still considerate, how can you be so cruel and ruthless as the captain. Come, come, I will open a live broadcast room and read the barrage for you."

One of Zhu Di's daily tasks was suddenly contracted by Zhang Si.

He happily put on his little vest, squatted in the live broadcast room, and quickly and decisively clicked a general mute.

guner: If you want to ask questions about cooky, you can send a barrage, and I will forward it for you~

The cute tilde is over, and the carnival mode is restarted in the live broadcast room.

A more excited barrage was posted than before, and Zhang Si was rolling with laughter while watching.

"Cooky, how much is your Weibo?"

"Well...cooky, what else can you do besides dva?"

"Hahaha cooky, is it true that you ate barbecue every day?"

"cooky, salty tofu nao and sweet tofu nao... Needless to say, I choose the sweet one!"

"Okay, shut up." Guan Hong couldn't take it anymore, and Zhang Si learned to answer quickly after reading the barrage, "We're going to fight, we'll talk about it later."

He is very happy that Su Wenle is willing to interact live.

No stage fright, no feeling that live broadcast is a burden, Guan Hong is happy just thinking about it.

The ms live broadcast room has only been open for eight months, and Guan Hong's live broadcast time has occupied 70.00%.

Both Lin Xiaoke and Zheng Xi resisted the live broadcast.

They would rather have an Overwatch classification and play mini-games online than broadcast Overwatch live.

The reason is very simple, his temper is not good enough, he doesn't like to talk when he is angry, and if he doesn't speak, he will be rhythmically dumbed by the bullet screen, and it will be passed to Brother Meng's ears around the bush.

Another batch.

Su Wenle is not only suitable for playing professionally, but also facing the live broadcast, after getting rid of the confusion at the beginning, after shrinking the page, there is no tension at all.

"Eichenwalde! Am I playing Roadhog or dva?"

"Road Hog." Guan Hong looked at the common heroes of both sides, and there was no particularly familiar opponent, "Practice with you, don't be afraid."

He said that there is no need to be afraid, and he can perfectly make up for the damage that Su Wenle lacked.

Guan Hong took Widowmaker directly, with the attitude of a big brother leading the way, very upright.

Zhang Si opened the live broadcast room and came to them to watch the live broadcast.

"Captain, do you want to start a quiz?"

"Guess what?"

"Guess who wins and loses this game."

Guan Hong smiled, "That's really boring. We will definitely win."

Zhang Si didn't believe it, and sat next to Guan Hong, ready to witness the captain's poisonous milk.

However, in the first 30 seconds of the game, Guan Hong's Widowmaker flew up to the high wall of Ehrwald, opening the scope and aiming in one go.

Ding ding twice, win a double kill!

"I'll go..." Zhang Si was stunned, "There's no Widowmaker on the opposite side?!"

In Widowmaker's standard competitive mode, Zhang Si was shocked that there was no Widowmaker in defense.

"Wake up, Zhang Si." Guan Hong put away the gun gracefully, turned around and threw out the grappling hook, and rushed to the new station, "Who can spy on me?"

Extremely arrogant, arrogant and arrogant.

Zhang Si was very angry. He wanted to see the captain stumble off a cliff and get shot in the mirror, instead of being shot in the head like in the competition!

He said, "It's just the national uniform. Are you going to fry fish with Widowmaker?"

"I want to take Lele." Guan Hong said it as a matter of course, "Of course I have to go all out to take him."

There was a barrage of bullets with my sister, fried fish, and reported running over, all of which had nothing to do with Su Wenle.

He held the Roadhog, and followed his teammates while walking swayingly.

Regarding Hongzai, he practiced heroes with peace of mind.

No matter how many mistakes he made, Guan Hong can help him make up for them.

Roadhog is not easy to train.

The control of skills, the angle of headshots and teamwork.

This fat man who can only walk clumsily on the ground is completely different from the dva who rushes at will in the sky and can be close or far when attacking.

Su Wenle played a little hard.

Especially when being chased by the air conditioner.

The nimble Tracer got stuck in Widowmaker's perspective and wandered beside Su Wenle.

His angle of view follows Tracer, but he still can't hit the thin hero.

Natural enemy?

Tracer was so close, it was really hard to catch.

"Don't panic." Guan Hong said suddenly, "You can catch him."

Guan Hong, who had been able to take Tracer away with a single shot, didn't shoot, but only sounded a reminder.

Su Wenle only had [-] blood left, and it was still decreasing.

The sound of Tracer's high-speed gunfire disturbed his mind, and he was not 100% sure.

will die.

What Su Wenle thought was not why Guan Hong didn't shoot, but not to panic.

Just die.

He shot Tracer face-to-face, beating the 150-hp hero to bruises.

Tracer Remnant Blood Backtracking!

Su Wenle volleyed a hook!

"Caught!"

Su Wenle was excited about the unworthy progress, and before he could express his feelings, his field of vision suddenly turned, and he saw the monster of Fran Junkenstein!

Spike.

With blood remaining, he was hooked by a Roadhog wearing a Halloween skin and killed.

"This... I didn't even hear his footsteps." Su Wenle was very surprised, "Is there something wrong with my hearing?"

"Maybe he walked on his knees, and the sound of his footsteps was covered up in the kill."

Guan Hong saw that enemy.

He did not remind.

Su Wenle came to practice Roadhog, not just to win a game.

After ecstasy, extreme joy gives rise to sorrow, which can give beginners a deeper understanding.

After dying once, Su Wenle became more focused.

Especially when there are colleagues on the opposite side.

Occupying points and pushing carts are no longer his main goals.

Just kill your peers.

"Guan Hong, do your best to support me, I'll kill the thinker!"

"Guan Hong, push the cart carefully, I saw him!"

I am addicted to killing pigs and cannot extricate myself.

Zhang Si clicked his tongue twice and said, "Captain, pigs are more attractive than you."

Guan Hong didn't have time to pay attention to him, he jumped off the castle tower and pushed the cart for Le.

Very condescending.

After the intrigue between Eichenwalde and the opponent Roadhog, Su Wenle had a deep impression on this "Thinker".

"The Thinker is amazing!"

After dying at the hands of the enemy countless times, Su Wenle uttered a cry of worship.

It's the same as worshiping Guan Hong back then.

"Yes, yes." Zhang Si hurriedly said, "Such a strong Road Hog is stronger than Xiao Guozi."

"Really?" Su Wenle believed, "I thought I was too good at it, and any passer-by would think it was amazing. Is it better than Xiaoguozi?"

"Look at the statistics!" Zhang Si pointed out from the sidelines, "70% hook hit rate, hahaha, I have to say, you have something to eat, how can you hit the hook, brother Le."

Guan Hong felt a huge crisis, and the captain's majesty seemed to be collapsing.

But, what can he do, he doesn't know how to play Roadhog.

In one round of Eichenwalde, the audience witnessed Su Wenle's weak chicken and the strength of his opponent Roadhog.

Even if they had won the contest, the best was Roadhog's.

Junkenstein's monster laughed loudly and began to fly and jump, and at the end he clawed with a precise magic hook, making Su Wenle submissive.

"Cooky, how are you feeling?"

Zhang Si skipped those exclamations of "Why do fat people make things difficult for fat people", and read the barrage with a smile.

"I'm in a good mood!" Su Wenle's eyes sparkled, and he suddenly realized that Roadhog was so powerful, "Look, even though the opponent lost, the Thinker's stats are on the list!"

On the honor roll is the Thinker's elimination card, but unfortunately, the three positions opposite him are empty, and no teammates appreciate his talent at all.

"The meditator is really amazing!" Su Wenle is like a repeater, repeating his admiration for the meditator, "The hook is accurate, the gun is steady, the route chosen is very tricky, and he dares to place an order alone to open the situation !"

With such a perfect compliment, Guan Hong didn't know how to refute.

He reluctantly raised his hand, leaned over and touched two bottles of ad calcium milk.

One bottle for Su Wenle and one bottle for myself.

"calm."

It's just a competitive game, all calm and calm.

When it was time for the second round of the Lijiang Tower, Guan Hong frowned uncomfortably.

Thinkers, join their ranks.

"Ah!" Su Wenle was very happy, as if he was a little fanboy, "Thinker, can you teach me how to play Roadhog?"

Ask for advice with an open mind and no psychological burden.

Meditator: Do not teach.

The refusal was also decisive and full of aloofness.

"Oh." Su Wenle felt a little regretful, "What a pity."

"Don't be a pity, Brother Le." In order to save the captain, Zhang Si decided to stand up and say a few words, "It's just a passerby in the national uniform. I'll let Xiao Guozi teach you another day."

"But you said that Xiao Guozi is not as good as him."

"...As a colleague, I smeared him. In fact, Xiaoguozi Road Hog can be regarded as the first and second in the national server. It's a lot stronger."

Su Wenle was skeptical, and the Lijiang Tower started to fight.

In this round, Su Wenle did not take Roadhog.

After all, there is a powerful Roadhog in the team, and it is unreasonable for him to grab the hero face to face.

In the end, instead of taking Roadhog, the Thinker took Zarya.

"He wants to control the center to push the ground?" Su Wenle asked.

Guan Hong hummed and didn't intend to say anything more.

It was Zhang Si who frantically stood beside him, "Fight Santan, brother Le, take the dva, Captain Genji, a gay guy will open my pants chain, kill it right away!"

The arrangement was clear and clear, but it was a pity that Guan Hong didn't.

He took Zenyatta and filled the healer gap in the team.

The first round of Lijiang Tower was not very smooth.

The thinker's Zarya is not bad, and Su Wenle can often receive energy shields, and rushes to the front row without being hurt.

However, the output of the team is really not enough.

Guan Hong was trying to kill someone.

But treatment is treatment after all. He just shot an enemy to death, turned his head, and three of his teammates died.

"This won't work." Guan Hong looked at the configuration of the enemy and us. Their lineup is a bit messy and they can't play any good results.