What kind of experience is it to have a group pet bamboo horse [E-sports]

In the second week of the playoffs, fans from all walks of life are looking forward to the epic battle between Vac and WIN.

Before the game started, two fans on the Internet started a round of warm-up before the game.

Because the two fans are by far the largest number among the twelve teams in the league. In order to let their idols see their enthusiasm for support, the fans have come up with their own professional skills, such as handwriting blessings, recording videos and cutting videos, and drawing fan pictures. , Writing fans... The excitement is comparable to that of the entertainment industry.

There are also some who are not obvious in line. Seeing such a big battle on the Internet, the sour and sour madness leads the rhythm. For a while, they say that you are not there, and WIN is a hot chicken; Great deal.

Qiao Hui checked Weibo in the lounge, saw these bullshit remarks, almost exploded beans on the spot and went to fight himself, but fortunately Lian Que arrived in time, raised his injured hand and tried to suppress it, Qiao Hui saw that his hand was injured I didn't dare to move around, so I had to brainwash myself in the end, pretending that I didn't see anything.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the players of the two teams entered the arena, and the game officially kicked off.

"Today's match is a lot to watch." Commentator A is gearing up, unable to hide his expectation, "Although judging by the current situation, the squirrel is still unable to play, but with this week's training, WIN should not be able to play. It's going to be another week of mistakes."

"Not only WIN, but Vac's new coach TAN is also a person who will surprise us from time to time." Commentator B smiled, "I went back from the last game and took the time to watch TAN's live broadcast from beginning to end. It was really rewarding A lot."

Commentator A asked: "How to say?"

Commentary B: "TAN's routine skills are really unpopular, and he is a person who dares to think very much. He has a big brain, which is really full of surprises."

At the scene, this amazing up-and-coming coach was giving final instructions to the players.

"The first game should be more stable. It doesn't matter if you lose. The main thing is to find out the rhythm there, understand their tactics, and then constantly adjust our style of play through their tactics, and deduce how they will play in the next game—— The task is a bit heavy, but it doesn't matter, just relax your mind, you have to think, you have seen all their routines, even if there are some points that make you unfamiliar, they are all deformations of the basic routines. Do it, and you can too."

Bai Ren was very excited, shaking his legs and shaking his head: "As long as the sickle sparrow doesn't come up today, I won't be cowardly."

TAN tapped him on the head with the notebook in his hand: "That's promising."

Bai Ren chuckled, and suddenly said harshly: "Don't be afraid of the sickle sparrow! We still have Brother Qiao! When the time comes, let Brother Qiao go to the middle lane to trick him, and he will definitely win."

While he was talking, the camera brother just came over with a camera to take pictures, and Qiao Hui felt that Bai Ren's expression on the screen must be very aggressive.

After a short opening, the game immediately entered the tense BP link.

In the first game, after TAN told them to be stable, he did give them a stable lineup.

In the commentary seat, someone immediately saw through his thoughts.

"It seems that Coach TAN is going to play a stable and protracted game in the first game." Commentator B said.

"A stable start is a very conservative and correct choice, especially when the opponent is WIN."

At the same time as the voice fell, the first round of the competition between the two sides finally started.

In the early stage, Vac carried out development and exploration in the most cautious and safe way according to what TAN said.But being stable is not blindly being stable. When you are stable, you must also bring your brain to think.

Because WIN has a certain understanding of TAN, naturally they will not attack rashly, but also deliberately suppress the rhythm of the game to keep their own rhythm equal to Vac.

In the audience, TAN looked at the big screen, smiled and pushed down his glasses.

Moonlight glanced at him and asked strangely, "What are you laughing at?"

TAN said: "It's treacherous to laugh at WIN."

He was afraid that Yueguang would not understand, so he took the initiative to explain to him: "WIN has played many practice games with our second team. They know that after their tactics are exposed to our second team, the second team will use their tactics again. Playing against the first team, we also know that we will definitely find a way to crack it according to their tactics-generally speaking, this kind of team that doesn't care whether it will be exposed or not is confident in their tactics, and they are not afraid of you to crack it. First, it may not be easy to break, and there are few loopholes; second, even if it breaks, they have other contingency plans in preparation. However, this kind of confidence can only be realized under the premise of the captain starting. Now, it is obvious that this prerequisite cannot Established, in order to prevent us from falling behind, they can only waste with us first, slowly dragging until the end, whoever is patient enough will win."

Moonlight understands that this is a psychological warfare.

Whichever team has a better mentality is closer to the championship.

The main general of WIN is not here now, and if other people want to win, they have to make some changes.

They know that TAN is good at using psychological warfare, so they also come up with the same tactics to fight.

But the mentality of the first game... I am afraid that the next game will be even more difficult.

The game lasted more than eight minutes, and no one broke out on both sides.

Bai Ren has a quick temper, and now he is so worn out that he almost wants to drop his phone: "Damn, I can't take it anymore, if this continues, my mentality will collapse."

After receiving a wave of soldiers, Qiao Hui said slowly, "Calm down."

"Calm down!" Bai Ren gritted his teeth, "I can even imagine how the barrage scolded us."

It's good that he didn't mention the barrage, but when he mentioned it, Qiao Hui thought of the wanton abuse that countless people hurled at them when he was watching the WIN live broadcast that day.Qiao Hui's heart twitched, and his hand slipped away.

Bai Ren: "Damn it, what are you doing?"

Qiao Hui: "...Sorry."

After another five or six minutes, Bai Ren asked again impatiently: "Can it be opened? Can it be opened? This consumption will never end."

Qiao Hui struggled for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth: "Go!"

With his sound of "on", this almost drowsy game finally became fierce.

Four heads broke out in the first wave of team battles.Then, the friction between the two sides continued, and before one breath came up, the next breath had already lifted it up.

Originally, the situation was still leaning towards this side, but in the blink of an eye, the other side gained the advantage.

In the small canyon of kings, swords and swords are everywhere.

Soon the outcome of the first game was decided.

Vac strongly overthrew the WIN high ground and went down first.

In the second game, both sides may have been pissed off by their own style of play in the first half of the game. They didn't even greet each other, and they started fighting immediately.

In this extremely violent style of play, Vac won this small round again.

Bai Jian played one of the two rounds more hotly than the other, he felt refreshed, his IQ was also confused, and he spoke completely without thinking, "I didn't realize before that WIN is so cool, thank God!"

Qiao Hui was also quite happy at first, but when he heard him say that suddenly, the smile froze on his face.

He frowned imperceptibly, glanced over to WIN, and then looked at Lian Que under the stage.

Lian Que's intact hand was slightly supporting his injured arm, and he was discussing something with the coach with his head tilted. The expression on his face was not relaxed, but there was a slight sense of anxiety.

While the coach was talking to him, he subconsciously leaned towards him. Lian Que almost subconsciously moved his injured hand a few inches to the side, as if afraid of being touched by him.

Seeing this, Qiao Hui's eyes twitched suddenly, then he lowered his gaze, took a deep breath, and secretly rubbed his chest again.

In the next two games, Qiao Hui's performance was worse than the other.

Thinking of Lian Que's hand, thinking of the fans' abuse on the barrage, and thinking of WIN falling from a predetermined champion to the present situation, and the culprit for all this is still himself.

Qiao Hui felt that his chest was tight and his head was swollen.Both vision and hearing seem to be slightly hindered, and even the reaction can't keep up.

WIN cannot be eliminated.Qiao Hui gritted his teeth and thought in pain.

Even if he had to leave the stage, that person should be himself, not Lian Que.

After the fourth game, TAN took the stage with a straight face.

He threw the notebook on the table, tapped twice on the table in front of Qiao Hui with his fingers, turned and walked backstage.

Qiao Hui took off the earphones, and when he stood up, he glanced at Lian Que. He found that Lian Que was also looking at him, and his brows were almost furrowed.

TAN folded his arms and leaned against the wall of the entrance passage. When Qiao Hui followed, he asked him directly, "What do you mean? I don't want to compare?"

Qiao Hui bit his lip and didn't know how to answer.

TAN narrowed his eyes and said: "This is not a game for you alone. If you want to get angry and treat it negatively, first ask your teammates if they agree."

Qiao Hui's hands hanging on both sides clenched unconsciously.

"Besides," TAN said, "do you think that if you let WIN win in this way, they will thank you? Don't be kidding, you are slapping them in the face in front of hundreds of thousands of people."

TAN sneered, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Lian Que right now, ask him if he is touched by you sacrificing the efforts of the whole team and giving him a ticket for promotion. See if he is smiling and telling you Thank you, I'll just give you a mouthful."

Only then did Qiao Hui raise his eyelids and look at him.

TAN was overwhelmed by him, so he took a short breath before continuing, "Not only your teammates on the stage, but also people off the stage are waiting and expecting you to win the championship." His glasses flashed, and his beautiful eyes suddenly radiated out at this moment. With a breath of chill, "Don't let him down."

After saying this, TAN stopped looking at him and turned back to the arena.

Qiao Hui punched the wall hard, then quickly walked towards the bathroom.

After turning on the faucet and splashing cool water on his face, Qiao Hui leaned on the edge of the sink and let out a deep breath.

The rest time was coming soon, Qiao Hui wiped his face with his sleeve indiscriminately, and hurried to the field again.

As soon as he returned to the arena, his eyes unconsciously glanced down the stage. Qiao Hui found that the new WIN mid laner who was supposed to be sitting on the stage was actually sitting on the bench.

Turning his head to look at WIN again, Qiao Hui's pupils suddenly dilated - the man who was supposed to be sitting under the stage with gauze wrapped around his wounds, now took off the gauze and sat right in the middle of the player's seat.

The author has something to say: I forgot to put the manuscript up, a few minutes late, sorry