To play is to win!

As soon as he entered the lounge, Meng Beichuan clapped his hands and said, "Everyone, stand in a row, hurry up, and come in."

The game backstage lounge is not wide, just enough to accommodate a group of players in the aisle.

After experiencing the defeat, everyone seemed a little demoralized, and for some reason they stood in a row, facing Meng Beichuan.

"Very good, turn right!" Meng Beichuan ordered like a physical education teacher.

Although everyone is dizzy, they can still distinguish between left and right.

"Put your hands on the shoulders of the person in front of you. Quickly, put them on."

He even went to the front and grabbed Teacher Yang to demonstrate.

Confused, the contestant put his hand on his teammate's shoulder, followed Meng Beichuan with his eyes, not knowing what he was going to do.

Seeing that they had obeyed the order, Meng Beichuan immediately pinched Teacher Yang's shoulders and said repeatedly, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

There is no need for him to teach. The standing players in this row pinched the shoulders of their teammates knowingly, and said with a smile: "Thanks for your hard work."

Meng Beichuan was satisfied to see that Bejake came to the end and went to help Li Qin squeeze his shoulders.

A group of guys finally regained the vitality they should have. They spontaneously beat their backs, massaged, and relaxed their teammates while smiling.

"Everyone has worked hard. Although we have lost two games in a row, it doesn't matter. We have no other specialties in ms and battle. We are best at letting the second chase the third." Meng Beichuan said, "In the third game of the meeting, play hard and show your style. Play with momentum, grab the Canadians in their sore feet, target their weaknesses, and we can win."

"The next picture is Dorado." Guan Hong enjoyed Su Wenle's passionate massage, squinting his eyes slightly in comfort, "Let's play 3c's Junkrat lineup."

As soon as he said that, Zhang Si stood on tiptoe from behind and looked over, "Don't want angels anymore?"

"It doesn't matter if you have an angel or not."

Guan Hong's words were very ruthless, but what he stated was the truth.

Facing a professional angel player like Tawa, Zhang Simiao's dead Valkyrie can't help them gain an advantage.

Judging from Nepal's constant team changes, the Canadians can't handle ballistic heroes like Pharah.

That being the case, it would be better to win by surprise.

"Three c Junkrat..." This lineup sounds crazy.

The three assault heroes, including a madman who bombards indiscriminately, completely do not meet the standard evolution of Blizzard's double t, double milk, and double output.

Guan Hong's decision is very risky.

With the current situation of 0 to 2, the third game is their last chance.

If they lose, then the losers of the top four can only compete for the third place.

Thinking of "Second Runner-up", Su Wenle's kneading fingers on Guan Hong's shoulders slowed down.

He still remembers the loser's replay that night.

Morningstar loses to Star Flag.

Every game may create a miracle, or history may reappear.

When Su Wenle was still adding, subtracting, multiplying, and dividing in his mind to calculate the winning rate of the three assaults, he realized that his knowledge reserve was quite lacking.

There is no large amount of combat data, and there is no certain degree of replay deduction.

It all depends on the planning of the coaching staff, and there is no tactical suggestion like Guan Hong.

"Wait, let's discuss it."

What Meng Beichuan prepared was the ordinary Dorado double-flying tactic.

The Pharah bombed in the air, and the angels followed them all the way.

Greatly repeat the advantages of Nepal.

But he suddenly felt that Junkrat 3c was so crazy and interesting.

The coaching staff got together to discuss passionately, and the contestants were thumping their backs and legs, and they slumped on the sofa and ate.

"Haven't pinched enough?"

Guan Hong held the shoulder-holding hands of Su Wenle Machinery, and everyone else was paralyzed and eating. How could Su Wenle be so dedicated.

"I was wondering if we would be worse off with just treatment."

Guan Hong helped him pinch his fingers to relax, but he was thinking about tactics.

"Canada's synergy is so good, every time I want to catch an angel, I will encounter great obstacles."

Su Wenle stared at Guan Hong's fingers skillfully pinched his palm.

You can feel the relaxation of the meridian at the fingertips wherever the force is applied.

He continued: "Do you think that Junkrat can increase our resistance, and Zhang Si is better at this hero, maybe the contribution rate will be higher than Angel?"

Thinking about it carefully, Zhang's Junkrat is still very strong.

Face-to-face bomb double kills, bomb tires are tricky.

Coupled with Guan Hong or Kang Ting's precise kills, the opponent's healer can't even think about surviving.

"Yeah." Guan Hong nodded with a smile, as if he wanted to praise Su Wenle's opening in detail, "I found out..."

Su Wenle listened attentively.

"Your paws are very similar to the pads of Lele's childhood. The pads of your fingers are soft."

Su Wenle: ...

Furious and eager to bite.

He was seriously discussing tactics, but Guan Hong actually played with his paws.

Su Wenle withdrew his hand, turned around and squeezed towards the paralyzed man on the sofa, grabbed a pile of potato chips and ate them.

A look that I'm very angry and don't pay attention to me until I'm full before scolding you.

Guan Hong really didn't do it on purpose.

What Su Wenle said was exactly what he thought.

Whether it can be used depends entirely on the decision of the coaching staff.

It is the coaching staff who have the precise data of the Canadian team.

Sitting in the background, they can clearly see the speed of the energy of the two sides in the battle, and can make a more accurate judgment on Canada's strength.

What Guan Hong put forward was just a suggestion.

Anubis lost by underestimating the enemy, and Nepal lost by accident.

Dorado can be regarded as the restart of the Chinese team. Guan Hong has already discovered the shortcomings of the Canadians in the three rounds of the last map.

Zhang Si continued to take Angel, he could fight.

Zhang Si didn't use the angel to take out a c, so he could play faster.

The coaching staff is still flipping through their notebooks to plan Dorado in detail.

The best thing about the three-person coaching staff is that they can definitely become the majority opinion.

"I agree." Teacher Yang said.

"I don't think so," Bejake said.

At such a time, Meng Beichuan felt refreshed and his revenge was avenged.

He laughed and said, "Two to one, then use it."

1 minute later.

The eating, drinking, playing team all listened carefully to Meng Beichuan's explanation of the next round.

"Junkrat Zhang, Pharah Guan Hong, and Kang Ting Tracer." Meng Beichuan confirmed Dorado's defensive lineup with a wave of his palm.

"We only have one healer. Su Wenle, you must ensure Lin Xiaoke's survival. Li Qin pays attention to driving away the enemies in the room. Now that you have three assaults, my request is extremely simple."

Meng Beichuan gritted his teeth and said decisively: "Blast them all, blast them all, kill them all!"

As soon as the Dorado defensive lineup of the Chinese representative team appeared, there was a small climax.

The hero selection panel aroused the amazement of the World Cup commentary.

"ohgod" perfectly reflects the mood of the live audience.

In this game, which is far behind by two points, did the Chinese team give up?

"My god, my god, what did I see?" Lao Jiang couldn't catch his breath, and Daiyu almost fainted.

He and Alili remote cloud coached the entire rest period, dedicated to analyzing how to regain the disadvantage.

Who would have thought, 3c.

"I'll give you a hand and hold on. This is a conventional tactic. Be calm, calm, and face life with a smile."

Ariel is always smiling.

After all, he has confidence in the Chinese team.

Although Anubis lost, the gap between them is not that big.

Although Nepal also lost, they got a small score.

Even if Mr. Junkrat Zhang on the camera is limping out on crutches, it doesn't mean they will lose.

"Our Guner classmate, Junkrat is superb in one hand, Junkrat Benshu, plus Guan Hong's Pharah occupies the high point in the air, and Tingting harvests residual blood on the ground. From the perspective of firepower, we are sure to win."

Even if Ali used idioms, it could not resolve Lao Jiang's suffocation.

He said: "I am watching the game with my heart in my hands. On the left is 120, and on the right is Suxiao Jiuxin Pill. I don't give milk anymore, and no one will give me milk anymore. I just watch a wave of team battles. Whether I can live or not depends on the Chinese team." It's gone."

The contestants who were placed with high hopes for their lives knew nothing.

Zhang Si happily climbed up the Dorado Bridge.

"I am here to ambush, they go down, there is Tingting, they go up, there is the captain. Now we are full of people on the three roads, just let them come and go."

Zhang Si is the happiest when he is not holding an angel.

He can't do 180° rotation to avoid bullets in melee, but it's easy to jump on the enemy's face and send bombs!

With one less treatment, the highly mobile dva shoulders the heavy responsibility of protecting the team's only treatment.

Lin Xiaoke hid in a safe zone and did not intend to go deep into the front line.

"If there are people who go around and cut me, you must give priority to protecting me." The only healing ball in Lin Xiaoke's hand kept switching back and forth between Kang Ting and Guan Hong.

However, these two guys didn't appreciate it at all.

"It's okay, the opponent must die before you." Kang Ting replied.

Guan Hong agreed deeply, "We will directly suppress it with firepower, so don't worry."

Lin Xiaoke was not worried about whether 3c could win the team battle, but worried about her own life!

Lin Xiaoke, who couldn't get the guarantee, rebelled in a second.

He put the orange healing ball on Su Wenle's head, and attached a small balloon to dva's mecha.

He flatteringly shouted: "Brother Le Le, remember to protect me!"

Su Wenle stood on the top of the building, overlooking the direction of the Canadians' attack from a distance.

Su Wenle said, "No problem."

Whether it's protecting teammates or killing enemies, this time, he will never easily give his opponent a chance.