Caishen Live Room [E-sports]

After drawing lots, BlackTea had a bye in Katerina's heads-up match.

The remaining eight players played against each other in pairs, for a total of four games.

Fang Lele, who was entertaining herself in the dormitory, thought to herself, well, if I play, I will probably be singled out with this BlackTea, and then I will definitely start a literary battle over the question of "who is whose father", that is not exposure His English is not good enough, it doesn't fit his deep and wise temperament at all.

In this exhibition game, Katerina's other skills cannot be used. The players can only rely on simple sniping to eliminate the enemy. This is a test of their understanding of terrain and positioning.Setting up such a game is mainly because the official wants professional players to demonstrate and lead players to familiarize themselves with the new map.

Kezo and HTTP are field one.

The gold rush city with endless yellow sand, the capital of wealth that is unsupervised.Some people get rich overnight, and some are poor. The dividing line between the slums and the rich is very obvious. Various buildings are arranged in a jagged, high and low order, and the terrain is intricate. It is undoubtedly the favorite battlefield for sniper heroes.

The game started, and within 30 seconds, both Kezo and HTTP had found their hiding places.

Because there is a 5-minute battle time limit, they will not stay in place, but plan various attack and transfer routes, looking for each other's flaws.

In the first game, Kezo found the right opportunity and put a sniper behind HTTP.

It was an unexpected location. The bullet passed through the rusted iron pipe with a diameter of seven centimeters at high speed, and nailed into the back of HTTP's head.

For the two players who are sniping, there is no replay of the death scene in the game, and the position of the opponent is judged by eyesight and hearing, but there is a replay of the off-site broadcast, and the commentator also interviewed the map designer around him.

The designer laments that this is a point that he has never thought of, and Kezo really has a thorough understanding of this place.

In the second game, HTTP killed Kezo in the casino in the rich area.

The perspective he chose was also very tricky. It was on the dark side of the top of the Roman column on the second floor, which was a blind spot on the first floor.

Kezo suffered this loss, but before he died, he judged the opponent's position to prevent the same mistake in the future.

The score is 1-1.

Bo Mingye kept his promise and ate a piece of black garlic.

The strong fermented smell filled his mouth in an instant, and even divided into two groups, all the way up to the sky, and all the way down to irritate the gastric mucosa.

Can't tell if it's delicious or not.

He resisted the urge to vomit, and took two mouthfuls of white snake herbal water.

However, the mixture of the two flavors formed a new impact, which made him cough involuntarily.

Watching the octopus head of the cooking god go through such hardships, the audience in the live broadcast room felt both funny and distressed:

[It looks really bad, cooking god, are you okay? 】

【If this is not love...】

[Kezo! Kezo, do you know that our chef is suffering for you?Don't die anymore! 】

[To be honest, I'm a little curious about the taste, please ask for a link to the black garlic of the same style as the anchor. 】

【Um?Inexplicably brought goods? 】

[Kezo come on!Don't lose!Otherwise, the God of Cookery will eat five pieces of black garlic! 】

Immediately after entering the third game, the camera was shown to HTTP.

He stared at the screen intently, his eyes were extremely fanatical, and as he quickly tapped the keyboard and clicked the mouse, his mouth was constantly moving. Since it was just the repetition of a single word, all audiences could guess that he was say what.

He was saying, "KezoKezoKezoKezo..."

Bo Ming said wildly, what kind of spell is this?

Kezo kills HTTP once again.

In the next sentence, HTTP kills again.

Both of them are top output-oriented e-sports players, and both of them have done in-depth research on this map, and they are on par for a while.

[This HTTP is really crazy, does he love or hate Kezo? 】

[To be able to compete with Kezo like this, he is also very good, he is worthy of being a star player. 】

[It's cool to see the masters singled out, but this HTTP is really too persistent for Kezo, isn't it?It's like a voyeur. 】

[Sisters, I found the fanfiction of the foreign girl, and it has been sent to the secret base. 】

[There is still a sickly girl x a cold girl? Kezo is subject to?What kind of cult is this? 】

【I, I have a friend who wants to take a look...】

Bo Mingye ate the second black garlic expressionlessly.

Probably because I got used to the stamina a little bit, and Bo Mingye's mind was not on the taste, so this time it went much smoother.

[Kezo stands up, don't let the God of Cookery eat black garlic. 】

[It feels like the host has let go of himself...]

[Kezo, you scumbag! 】

【Hahahaha, that's not the case. 】

Ke Zhou was in the game, so of course he didn't know anything about what happened in the God of Cookery live broadcast, but in order to encourage him to make fewer mistakes and actively fight, Jiang Daling recorded the screen.

The two sides drew 2-2.

In the fifth round, during the 30-second stealth hiding time, HTTP couldn't help shouting to Kezo.

[Competition] HTTP: Killme.

[Competition] HTTP: Killme.

[Competition] HTTP: Killme.

He sent it three times in a row, as if he was immersed in this game of chasing and killing, and the eagerness of restlessness almost passed through the screen.

Kezo kept operating with his hands, and said in his heart that he had never heard such a strange request.

His English vocabulary was limited, and he couldn't express much of his own mental activities, so he only returned two letters.

[Competition] Kezo: OK.

After 2 minutes, Kezo penetrated the HTTP header.

According to their rhythm, HTTP will fight back in the next round.

Three minutes into the game, Mingye Bo's crawler system suddenly realized the danger: HTTP wanted to copy Kezo's approach in the first game, and his gun barrel was already mounted with a rusty iron pipe.

Such an attack is too stealthy, ordinary players may not be able to guess the trajectory, but players like them can.

Bo Mingye couldn't help worrying that Kezo would not be able to dodge the shot, and subconsciously picked up a black garlic in his hand.

HTTP pulled the trigger!

The bullet whizzed through the pipe and flew towards the back of Kezo's head.

In just a few milliseconds, Kezo seemed to have a premonition and jumped up sharply to dodge it.

The timing is just right.

That shot hit the back of the Katerina he was controlling. According to the rules of the exhibition game, as long as the head was not shot, hitting any part would not constitute damage.

After being shot, there is no need for a death replay, Kezo immediately reversed the location of HTTP.

Without a single blow, HTTP also began to shift rapidly.

In the end, Kezo predicted the next position of HTTP and pulled the trigger first.

Phew-4-2.

Bo Mingye put down the black garlic.

Kezo only needs to kill HTTP one more time, and the game is won.

Unexpectedly, HTTP went crazy in the seventh game.

After the 30-second hiding time, his figure appeared, and he was standing in the most conspicuous square in the middle of the Gold Rush City.

Kezo squatted on the roof of a dilapidated clinic in the slums, opened the scope and aimed at him.

The target was too obvious, and it was inconvenient for him to transfer his current position. He was afraid that the opponent would be deceitful, so Kezo didn't shoot immediately, and prepared to wait and see what happened, and then hit when he was fully sure.

As if anticipating Kezo's hesitation, HTTP initiated the chat.

[Competition] HTTP: Kezoislockingonme. (Kezo is locking me.)

Clearly, he enjoyed the moment very much.

The camera pans to Kezo's face, clearly reflecting his bewilderment.

He crackled and typed a line.

[Competition] Kezo: Are youill? (You are sick?)

HTTP is even more exciting.

[Competition] HTTP: PleaseLockme. (Please lock me.)

Kezo really couldn't understand what this man was doing, and didn't want to spend any more time with him, so he disconnected the gun.

The moment the gunshot rang out, HTTP judged his position and turned to look at him, but instead of holding a gun, he let the bullet penetrate Katerina's forehead without hesitation.

[Competition] Kezo: OK.

5-2, Kezo won the heads-up match.

Thin Mingye: "..."

[Hahahahahahaha, did Kezo really understand what the other party meant? 】

[Kezo is really straight in some ways...]

[No way, no way, Kezo doesn't think that HTTP is here to send points, does he? 】

[This is not a gift of points, it is clearly a gift of heart. 】

【And our Kezo will only be "OK". 】

[Laughing, Kezo, who just wanted to win the game, met HTTP, who just wanted to be abused in a high-profile way. 】

[It's completely chicken and duck talking hahahahaha. 】

Bo Mingye put down the black garlic, still expressionless.

It's just that he uncharacteristically didn't make any comments on the game, and directly opened his own game client.

In competitive mode, he chose Gold Rush and Katarina.

Viewers in the live broadcast room expressed concern:

[Wait, what is the cooking god doing? 】

[Katerina is not an assistant, how can there be an assistant kill? 】

[That's right, the number of assist kills is zero, even if you win this one, the God of Cookery will have to eat black garlic. 】

[Did the anchor choose the wrong hero? 】

【He's in a hurry, he's in a hurry, he's in a hurry... Hehehe...】

Bo Mingye said lightly: "Suddenly I want to experience how to play a new hero."

Ke Zhou happily stepped down from the stage, ready to see the next battle between the temperance patient and Monster.

Taking advantage of this break, Jiang Daling showed him the screen recording, and explained to him that Bo Mingye set up the flag today, and if he did not reach 15 assist kills in a single game, he would eat black garlic. Added the penalty of eating a piece of black garlic once he was killed by HTTP.

Ke Zhou asked blankly: "What is black garlic?"

Jiang Daling gave a "tsk" and showed him the video of other people's reaction to eating black garlic.

Ke Zhou's eyes shined brightly: "So he ate two black garlic for me! Two whole! Uh, no, this thing doesn't taste good at first glance. If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have given HTTP the chance to kill me."

Seeing that he hadn't grasped the key point at all, Jiang Daling opened the God of Cookery live broadcast room for him, and reminded him: "Didn't you find anything wrong with him?"

Ke Zhou looked at the familiar octopus head and was slightly puzzled: "Didn't you say that he set up the mission of assisting kills? How does this play with Katerina? It's not where the assists come from. The number of assists killing heads, he Did you get confused by eating too much black garlic, and accidentally chose the wrong one?"

Jiang Daling: "..." That's it?That's all you see?

Thinking of this, Ke Zhou hurriedly returned his mobile phone and sent Wei letter to greet him.

Ke Zhou: Stop eating black garlic, my heart aches.

After posting this sentence, he was quite proud, thinking that this was a two-way rush.

The audience in the live broadcast room suddenly heard the God of Cookery snort coldly, then picked up the phone, as if replying to a message.

[Today's live broadcast room, why does it feel a bit cold...]

[I don’t know, Cai Shen is not in a good mood? 】

Bo Mingye replied in English: LockingonHTTP.

Kezhou: I'm done fighting, no need to lock him.

Mingye Bo: I mean me, I hope to meet him in the arena in the future, Locking [smile].

Ke Zhou:? ? ?

Jiang Daling turned his head to look at the phone screen, shook his head and sighed: Hey, you silly boy.