To play is to win!

The pensive fell silent.

Unfortunately, the voice channel is still noisy.

"Guan Hong, hurry up, choose a Widowmaker to attack the opponent!"

"No, no, it's better for Genji to draw his sword and kill six times, he is as strong as a yuppie."

"It's not good, if you are like this, at least the opposite side is my brother Hong's fans."

"...we are fans too!"

The teammate spoke righteously and corrected his wrong thoughts, "My brother Hong, the thief slipped away, Widowmaker shot his head with a gun, Genji drew his sword and wiped out the group, destroying the world, spreading his reputation..."

"Thank you, everyone, thank you very much." Guan Hong couldn't take it anymore, Kai Mai said with a smile, "Stop talking, I'll take the Tracer order and go, everyone eat, drink and have fun, don't worry about me. Oh, yes, we Take care of the cooky at home, he is not particularly strong Roadhog, he is still practicing, please forgive me if he makes a mistake."

As soon as cooky is mentioned, fans show their revolutionary friendship.

Taking Angel's teammate patted his chest and assured him: "Brother Hong, don't worry, go boldly, if you want to kill him, kill me first, the five hundred strong milk is guaranteed!"

After a compliment, Su Wenle got an exclusive pendant.

The angel wearing the coat of the goddess of victory swayed behind, with the momentum of living together and dying together.

Guan Hong did not enjoy the special treatment of exclusive treatment, but Su Wenle enjoyed it first.

Su Wenle was overwhelmed with emotion, looking out the window at the low houses in Junke Town.

At the moment the battle started, a prompt popped up on the screen.

Gain "harmony" from the meditator.

When a group of people were discussing Guan Hong enthusiastically, Orange picked up Zenyatta and, by the way, gave Su Wenle a healing ball.

Such silent love ignited Su Wenle's fighting spirit.

Cooky: I will definitely fight Roadhog!

thinker:……

A casual treatment habit has caused some inexplicable misunderstandings, and Orange feels a little hurt.

Guan Hong felt that Su Wenle had a good attitude.

"You will do a good job of observation later, try to live on the field as much as possible, find more opportunities to kill, and let me solve any problems."

Speaking with confidence, he can control the overall situation.

So, when the fight really started, Su Wenle assured him of many things.

"Guan Hong, check your opponent's position!" "Guan Hong, block Widowmaker!" "Guan Hong, push the cart!"

Su Wenle has so many requests that he has forgotten the original purpose of opening the game.

He was completely immersed in the entertainment and abandoned superfluous thoughts.

Treat this place as a slaughterhouse and kill all the enemies on the opposite side.

Cart?nonexistent.

His teammates were shocked by his arrogant demands.

"It's terrible, I want to try too, Guan Hong, kill the angel!"

"I can't kill it." Guan Hong rarely replied, "I believe in Buddhism, let Cooky kill it."

Guan Hong's Buddhism is Tracer, and he stood obediently by the car, watching Su Wenle take the angel away.

This road tyrant is already red-eyed, and with a nanny following him, he can do whatever he wants.

The opponent is not strong, coupled with the attributes of fans, the fight is chaotic.

When I got to the side of the car, I thought of reaching out to say hello and send "Hello" first!

With such an obvious living target, it would be too fake for Guan Hong not to make a move.

A shuttle of bullets was taken away, and when it was over, a new message was displayed in the chat box.

Susu: Guan Hong, is this how you treat your fans? !

As soon as the words were refreshed, the voice channel laughed loudly, "It's over, brother Hong, you lost your fans."

"When he joins me in the next game, I can gain my fans again." Guan Hongchu replied calmly.

Zhang Si silently sat and applauded, "Yes, captain, I will remember this sentence, and if someone threatens me in the opposite direction, I will just say so."

Guan Hong and Zhang Si are particularly leisurely.

However, Su Wenle took the angel and fell into the fiery battlefield.

After confirming that Guan Hong didn't have a strong intention to kill, the opponent focused on getting rid of the others.

Everyone fights in the final stage before point b, and the big move doesn't cost money.

Su Wenle followed Orisa, not afraid to stand in the front row at all.

The firepower ahead was fierce, and the teammates saw that the situation was not good, so they turned on the microphone and shouted: "Let's go!"

Su Wenle suddenly got out of the hook, grabbed a residual blood, and killed it without seeing it clearly.

He said, "Why did we leave when they dropped one?!"

The situation reversed too quickly, and the teammates were unexpected.

The sudden crisis was resolved and turned into a great advantage.

"Hey! Interesting!" The teammate said with a smile, "then——do it!"

The chat box is as lively as the team voice.

Call me handsome: kill Guan Hong three times, sixsixsix

Qingming: I'll go, this game must be won, kill Guan Hongchui for a year.

West Wind Drunk: Ah!I am the worst!I was killed by a pig!

Su Wenle smiled happily.

The harmonious and beautiful cross talk game, as well as the teammates who are willing to make up for the position, brought him a very good game experience.

Thinker: Your pig is okay.

A sentence suddenly popped up in the chat box.

Instantly submerged in dense chat messages.

But Su Wenle could still see clearly.

After being praised by professionals, he naturally became stronger.

Walk around and follow the contemplator, ready to kill enemies who come to heal at any time.

The front row is more fierce, and the back row is even more tragic.

Although they were Guan Hong's fans, the four of them went around and killed the idol without mercy.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Guan Hong left the carrying target.

As a result, he died tragically alone in a dark corner.

And someone danced on his dead body!

While dancing, I want a friend seat!

This group of people has gone crazy, they don't need the car, they don't need to win the race, but they must rush over and kill him.

The competition ended in a friendly and harmonious way, and the best player in the game was Su Wenle.

The figure of Road Hog finally appeared on the screen, and Su Wenle happily patted the table.

"I didn't expect me to improve so fast, I can already fight three with one!"

It's very illogical, completely ignoring Angel and Zenyatta's dedicated healing.

Su Wenle was still reminiscing about the superb touch just now, and their tricycle suddenly lost someone.

"Huh?" Guan Hong raised his hand and clicked on the friend list, "Why did you run away?"

He casually re-invites the Thinker.

The brooder joins in.

Thinker: Still live?

Gu Hong: Yes.

The Thinker quits the team.

Invite again.

The brooder refuses.

It was rare for Guan Hong to laugh out loud, for such a guy who didn't want to be photographed, he had to force it.

He raised his hand and typed a long paragraph without avoiding the audience's gaze at all.

Gu Hong: All members of ms have a live broadcast mission, so it is useless for you to escape like this. Besides, if you go to the solo row, there are probably five people who care about your voice. If you come to the third row, there are at most three people who care about your voice , you can play whatever you want, and you are guaranteed to win every game.

"Did you see the gentle way of the captain!" Zhang Si leaned over and beeped in a low voice, "He did it before anyone came. Alas, the world is getting worse and people's hearts are not old. There is another good young man who is filled with grief and indignation. Humiliation, being deceived by the captain with a human face and a beast heart!"

"Actually, what Guan Hong said is also right." Su Wenle said, "When you come to ms, you have to broadcast live. Orange himself cares about his own voice. What about training and competition in the future? We won't pay attention to his voice in the third row. You can play whatever you want. It makes sense."

Guan Hong's idea of ​​punishing Zhang Si fell apart immediately.

He nodded and said, "Well, I'm doing it for Orange's sake. Get used to our style of play earlier, and it will be more conducive for him to integrate into the team."

Fake, all fake.

Zhang Si felt that the very shrewd ms team had already produced the first little idiot.

The kind who cheerfully followed the footsteps of the captain.

He was so good that he felt heartbroken, and he still lamented orange, let's lament Su Wenle first.

Guan Hong was waiting for the meditator to join the team, but unexpectedly, the meditator was very persistent.

"So stubborn?" Guan Hong asked in surprise.

Su Wenle suddenly received a long secret chat.

Thinker: Your road hog hook and gun are good, but your positioning is a bit poor. You used to play dva?Practice customizing more, familiarize yourself with the headshot models of each hero, you are strong enough, the difference lies in the training intensity.You tell the captain, I'm off.

After sending, the thinker exits the game.

"Well, Guan Hong, he's off."

Zhang Si's eyes brightened. It seemed that he and Lin Xiaoke's anti-official alliance could join another general!

"Captain, when will Brother Orange come?"

From orange to elder brother, Zhang Si's attitude changed too quickly, and Guan Hong's eyes were full of suspicion when he looked over.

"Maybe these two days, Brother Meng and Teacher Yang have been running on their contracts recently."

Orange's team has been disbanded, and there is no such troublesome thing as other players who have to discuss the transfer fee.

It shouldn't be very slow.

"Are you still in line?" Guan Hong saw that Su Wenle had already clicked on Customize.

"Wait a minute, I'll practice Roadhog."

Su Wenle must be familiar with each hero's one-hit kill point.

From yesterday to today's practice, I already have a vague impression in my heart.

But not enough.

As orange said, his training intensity is not enough.

Purely competitive games cannot allow him to hone a qualified Roadhog.

However, at the level of the training match, he has many problems that cannot be improved.

Su Wenle never considered that he was broadcasting live.

His behavior followed his heart, and he didn't think of explaining to the audience.

——Did Cooky forget to be on the live broadcast?

——Can you forget the live broadcast?Brother is really 666.

——In the custom pig watching session, is dva going to transform into Roadhog?

The atmosphere of the barrage is quite friendly, there is no clamoring and arguing that you must watch the competition.

After all, what is digging to survive, human beings have suffered a crushing defeat, and Minecraft can broadcast a day or two in the ms live broadcast room. If it weren't for the high frequency of Overwatch broadcasts, I would have been expelled from the Overwatch category a long time ago.

Guan Hong watched him practice, and sat on the side playing with his mobile phone to rest.

Zhang Si, the dog-headed military strategist, couldn't sit still.

He said: "You add me, AI is too mechanical! Let me be your opponent."

Zhang Si, who is familiar with many heroes and has experience with Roadhog, proposed to help Su Wenle make progress together.

Su Wenle was very moved and dragged him in.

However, in less than 10 minutes, he was beaten all over his head.

"Damn it!" Su Wenle almost smashed the keyboard with laughter, "How can you be so insane?! Bullying fat people?!"

"No." Zhang Si laughed loudly, "Brother Le, you really have something to eat."

The two attacked each other and made a lot of noise.

Suddenly, Judy's voice came from the door.

"Baby, you are back!"

The big fluffy baby with so many names is finally back from going out.

The training room fell into silence, and Zhang Si lowered his voice and said, "Quick, quick, turn off the live broadcast, hurry up."

Su Wenle frantically closed the program, and could see a question mark on the bullet screen, asking why it was closed.

Of course you have to close it!

Su Wenle thought to himself, since Chai Chai is back, are his parents still far away?

If he came in and heard his insane conversations, and criticized him in public, would Su Wenle become a high-cold professional player?

When Su Dad Su Mom and Ya Jie nike came to the training room, the whole room exuded a polite and gentle atmosphere.

Lin Xiaoke said: "Please pay attention to cover me, this game can win, come on."

Even if he was still howling loudly a second ago: Guaranteed to win!

Li Qin and Zhou Anming would not have such a contrast at all, their tone was the same as before, the keyboard and mouse were crackling, they were caught in a fierce battle, and their words were also gentle.

Zhang Si chose to shut up and silently slaughtered Su Wenle himself.

"Relax."

Guan Hong sat on the side and reminded Su Wenle, "Zhang Sina's Tracer, you have to predict the location where he flashes, and then shoot. Don't worry."

Su Wenle is not in a hurry, but he is very nervous.

His whole body tensed up, waiting for his parents standing behind him to speak.

went home.

Do not come again in the future.

Slightly bad outcomes swirl in his mind.

His mother doesn't object to him playing games, but she never watches him play.

I don't understand, fighting and killing, it's so noisy, that's probably her only comment on Overwatch.

It was incredible for Su Wenle that she could come here and stay for one night.

It was so unbelievable, almost a miracle.

Zhang Si didn't know that his brother Le suddenly thought about life, and rushed out to take Road Hog away with a shuttle.

Su Wenle looked at the tragic figure of his own death, and he was still thinking about what his mother would ask of ms.

And will ms agree.

Ugh.

Su Wenle heard a sigh.

It wasn't his, nor Guan Hong's, nor Zhang Si's.

Like, it's his mother?

How can it be.Su Wenle thought to himself, he was obviously wearing earphones.

"Mom?" Su Wenle took off the earphones and turned her head, "Are you back?"

Pretending to be like, just found out.