Circle of Destiny [PUBG Mobile]

Back in the rest area, Fang Shiping, who had eaten something wrong, and the substitute had been sent to a nearby clinic, accompanied by the team leader, and then went straight back to the hotel. It is estimated that their legs are too weak to climb over to watch the game.

The atmosphere of the Wuren team is very relaxed. While listening to coach Zhang Chen point out the problems they need to pay attention to, the team members eat bananas to replenish their physical strength.

Wang Lin is older in the team, 24 years old, much calmer than Zongzi Wang Yuzong and Osmanthus Cake Dewey Shen.

Song Yu can be listened to or not. As a new employee, even if he is a temporary replacement, he has to give Coach Zhang face.

Zhang Chen also knew that playing games was tiring, so he stopped after talking for less than 10 minutes and asked them to close their eyes and rest.

As a life assistant, Song Yu took out a few steam eye masks from her bag and distributed one to each person to relieve eye fatigue. These were prepared by the company.

The three of Wang Lin thanked him, and Zhang Chen also said, "Song Yu, you can also sit and rest for a while, how does it feel to play?"

Song Yu sat opposite him and said, "I'm quite nervous, my hands were shaking in the first two rounds."

The team manager who opened the door and came in laughed loudly when he heard this: "I like to eat chicken as soon as my hand trembles."

Everyone was chatting casually. After a while, the voice in the lounge gradually became quieter. The team manager whispered to Coach Zhang to go out, as if he had something to say.

Song Yu was also a little sleepy, but he drank water just now and felt a little peey, so he left the lounge.

Just after the game ended, there were quite a lot of people in the public bathroom on the same floor. Song Yu didn't want to crowd with people, so she found the stairs to go to the bathroom on the fourth floor.

There were people upstairs, just a few here and there, strangers in suits and leather shoes. Song Yu finished her business, washed her hands and left.

He didn't want to go back and close his eyes to rest, but wanted to see the night view of the city. This was his second visit.

Before entering the mood of reminiscing about the past, Song Yu heard the conversation next door at the other end of the corridor where the lights were not so bright. He quietly took a step back and hid himself in the backlight. It was true that he came first, but he didn't want to spoil others It is better not to let the other party discover the interest in the conversation.

Next, the high and low voice became louder.

A magnetic voice said coldly: "I disagree, I know you are thinking of the team, but I am also thinking of the team, Yang Xia is an official member of Mayflower."

The person I was talking to seemed to be an old smoker, and he said in a smoky voice: "But Yang Xia is getting older and not suitable for Mayflower's current fast pace. Think about it, the speed of your house search and his speed are different in the arena. A few tenths of a second apart is a head, and the club made the decision after considering many aspects, obviously, his slow hand speed is not suitable for the team's current style of play."

That cold voice was still full of dissatisfaction: "As the captain, I also have the right to say no."

The old smoker was in a calm mood: "But the big guy is the one who pays, Yu Xin, play the game well, I'm here today just to inform you, others don't know yet, besides, Yang Xia has already agreed."

Team Mayflower?Yang Xia?

Song Yu just came to the Wuren team for a day, and he didn't see the list of players for the game. However, after he played three games in the first half, he knew that the players on Mayflower were NEW, VV, CC, and WW. None of them looked like It's Yang Xia's ID.

With the ups and downs of the team, it is common for professional players who do not fit the team to be sold. There are also those who are expensive for a few million or tens of millions, cheap ones who are just in their early years, and those whose performance has seriously declined by hundreds of thousands.

There were footsteps over there, and the two left, Yu Xin?It should be Mayflower's captain Luo Yuxin, God of NEW.

Song Yu was standing in the corner without being noticed, and he walked out of the corner after the two left for about 3 minutes.

As soon as he turned around towards the stairs, a tall figure stood in front of him. This person's face was not shy in front of the camera at all, but rather cold. He was wearing the white T uniform of the Mayflower team. The LOGO is embroidered on the right chest, and the three characters "May Flower" are majestic and majestic, and the dragon is holding the three characters. Song Yu does not make any suggestions for this.

Luo Yuxin was wearing fashionable sweatpants with cuffed feet and a pair of black olive green high-top sneakers. With his height and handsome appearance, he was a mannequin standing there casually, with 360 degrees without dead ends.

It might be more attractive to look closer, Song Yu didn't intend to get close to the other party, just passed him and went down the stairs.

Suddenly, Luo Yuxin said: "Wait, Polo Oil."

Song Yu really wanted to play dumb, but the ID pineapple oil really didn't sound very nice, so he paused for a moment before turning around.

"you call me?"

Luo Yuxin's hair on his forehead was brushed up before the game, revealing his full forehead, and he looked very energetic, while Song Yu was called to play temporarily and didn't seriously dress up his hairstyle. Standing in front of the opponent, he looked fresh and refined .

"I didn't see you in the team roster." Luo Yuxin's eyes were clear, he was very smart, he didn't care whether the conversation with the team manager just now was heard, he cared more about consuming himself to death in the first round that person.

Song Yu is also wearing the team's clothes today, but it's just an ordinary T-shirt with no name embroidered on it.

He approached Luo Yuxin, and suddenly called out: "Ah, hello, Luoshen!"

What Luo Yuxin dislikes the most is the label "Luo Shen". He prefers to be called God N, after all, Luo Shen is a woman.

"Don't shout so loudly." Luo Yuxin reminded Song Yu.

Song Yu scratched his head a little at a loss, and said with a low apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, it's the first time I get close to an idol, so I'm inevitably excited! By the way, what did you ask me to do?"

Luo Yuxin said: "It's okay, just ask if you are the substitute of Team Wuren."

Song Yu was a little embarrassed and said unsurely: "Well, it's my first time to represent our team, if it wasn't for our team's Shi Ping and the substitutes, I wouldn't have had the chance to survive. Suddenly thinking of something, he looked at Luo Yuxin with burning eyes, "Luo Shen, after the game is over, can you give me an autograph?"

Seeing his cautious appearance, Luo Yuxin couldn't continue to ask, and reluctantly agreed: "Okay."

What was supposed to be a tit-for-tat meeting, the painting style was changed to a fan meeting, Song Yu wanted to sign an autograph, and Luo Yuxin returned to a shy demeanor, which can be described as switching freely.

The two returned to the third floor together in harmony.

After entering the rest room of his team separately, Luo Yuxin returned to his seat, holding the mineral water bottle and pursing his lips in thought, with no expression on his face.

It seems that Pineapple Oil really ate chicken by chance. He seemed more like a groupie when he first got in touch.

Shaking his head, he put Pineapple Oil's fair face behind his head, no longer caring, and recharging his energy to prepare for the next game.

Song Yu was much more relaxed than Luo Yuxin, there was no pressure from the team at all, and everything was done as he wanted.

After 15 minutes, everyone returned to the game site again, returned to their seats and sat down, waiting for the game to start.

Before the start, Song Yu was still thinking about how to keep the Wuren team in the top eight. It is impossible for him to take the credit of commanding. It is not impossible to eat chicken again, but he also thought about it before, that would be too eye-catching.

Still hesitating, the fourth round has already begun.

The route of the fourth round is from L City to the west direction.

All the teams started to land, and Wang Lin also commanded the three of them to jump down. Compared with going up, the Wuren team prefers to go down, so they chose P City, a place where two or three teams will compete for resources .

The terrain of P City is very flat, surrounded by roads, only the west direction is a high mountain area, it belongs to a big city, covers a vast area, has sufficient houses, and rich resources. The refresh rate of vehicles here is high, and the resources are abundant, no matter which direction the circle is brushed in. can leave quickly.

Wang Lin gave the order: "Everyone collect supplies quickly, and we will rush over as soon as we come out of the circle to avoid fighting with other teams." For Song Yu, Wang Lin still reminded alone, "Song Yu should not go too far, try to stay next to us .”

"Row."

At the same time, there was another team that jumped to P city, but the order given by their captain was not like this.

WYH-New: "When you see people, kill them first and grab their supplies."

WYH-VV: "Yes, Brother Luo."

WYH-New: "Concentration."

The first circle is drawn, near the middle of the map, in the lower right corner, some teams will start to block the direction of the second circle after searching for supplies, Wang Lin is also used to blocking the circle, but this time he has no chance, because just now When he got an off-road vehicle from the side, the tire was punctured, and he immediately jumped out of the car and rolled into the house.

WR-Icecream: "I've been found."

As soon as the words fell, the car Wang Lin was using just now exploded, and even the car was blown up. It seemed that the other party didn't want them to leave early.

WR-Zongzi: "They're in the house on the west side."

WR-Guihuagao: "I see them."

Hey, a shuttle bullet hit the window of the bungalow, and Wang Lin who was standing by the window was almost killed, with only half a trace of blood left, he had to immediately retreat into the house to fill up the blood.

He is very aware of his current situation.

WR-Icecream: "I got shot."

As long as Wang Lin goes out, he will be dead, and their idea of ​​running away after searching for supplies at the beginning is shattered.

PLANA is gone, there must be a PLANB.

There is no other choice but to be positive.

The Zongzi and Osmanthus Cake already knew the housing area where they were located, but it is estimated that the people there were also scattered in the house to find resources.

Just as Zongzi and Osmanthus Cake were about to fire, two messages appeared in the upper right corner of the screen, and the No.1 head of the fourth game fell to Team Wuren.

WR-Boluoyou knocked out WYH-CC.

WR-Boluoyou eliminated WYH-CC.

The commentator was surprised: "The CC of Mayflower and the pineapple oil of the Wuren team collided in the same room, and the second CC on the elimination list was knocked down by the pineapple oil!?"

At this time, Song Yu explained the team channel of the Wuren team in this way: "Wow, I knocked down the opponent!"

He himself seemed more surprised and surprised than his teammates.

Teammates: "..."

Even more ignorant than the members of the Wuren team are the members of the Mayflower team.

WYH-VV: "CC, what's going on!"

WYH-CC: "As you can see, I rushed into a housing block and was killed before I could react."

WYH-WW: "Did you not notice someone in there?"

WYH-CC's voice was extremely weak: "Yes, there is no sound at all..."

The commander's very cool voice came from the team channel: "Go, next circle."

Luo Yuxin understands CC's feelings very well. Human beings have a strong intuition of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, which makes him make a quick and decisive decision that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

The pineapple oil of the Wuren team is comparable to a poison circle.