Two-Way Sniper

"Senior, don't keep saying things that misunderstand me."

The disdain, ridicule, cheers and admiration of thousands of people returned to Qin Jue's ears again, but when he hugged Qi Ji, he seemed to be unable to hear the surrounding voices clearly.

"Because...if I don't talk about it, it will be too late." At this moment, Qin Jue was still a little self-aware, "If I mess with you again tomorrow, I...I'm afraid you won't let me get up."

"How could it be?" Through the lively shouts, Qi Ji gently pressed against his neck, deliberately lowering his voice, "I love you so much."

Qin Jue's face turned red, and as soon as he grasped the palm of his clothes tightly, he didn't want to lift his head from his shoulders, and let Cui Xuezhi and Shen Ye also surround him and hug him.

Even though most of the audience in the venue came from Europe, they still gave the team enough respect, and the shouts continued for a long time, not to mention how quickly the number of viewers and bullet screens on Langhua TV increased dramatically.

[The IS team is awesome! !Tomorrow if I win the double crown, I will live broadcast the boiling water to add to the fun! 】

[Cui Shen sacrificed too much for the team, if it wasn't because I'm a male fan, I wouldn't feel sorry if I didn't give him a wave]

[? ? ?Why can't male fans send it? ?Male fans also have human rights! ! 】

【Okay, wash your butthole and go to Shen Ye to register and queue up】

[You guys still have Kong Sao, I’m so fucking swearing in this competition (mixed broken-sound version of swearing in eight languages), it’s so fucking cool! ! 】

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !I can! ! 】

[Yes... that's the feeling, I swear I was definitely a straight man before I fell in love with the IS team]

【You'd better be】

【You better be +1】

[Brothers, please be a little distracted when you get angry, okay? ?They haven't even been blocked, can you take a look at me?Yanshen fucks me hard now, my **** is for you, my **** flows out of ****]

[I'm fucking disrespectful, IS is going to win two more games, don't you have a drop left? 】

[Wait, this shot... Is Yanshen overcooked, is it scientific to be so blushing? ? 】

[Will you speak?How could I blush as the number one troll in the e-sports circle?Get your eye hospital ranking list, roll (dog head)]

[No problem, don’t throw away the Yanshen that suddenly turns soft after the game~ Turn it over, wrap it in fresh cream, stuff it with *eggs, hold it on the Huashen bed and fuck it repeatedly until both sides are tender red, bite it down, it’s sweet, crispy, soft and tender Juicy, Wen Rong from the team next door is crying~]

[Shanghai Internet. The police remind you that the Internet is a place outside the law, keep using it a little more, don't stop]

[You are really poisonous, we are a serious e-sports live broadcast room, okay, the team slogan is up, if you don’t, you are not Chinese (dog head)

The bullet screen was full of all kinds of things, and there was a lot of nonsense at first, but everyone quickly called on them, and the group suffered from the second disease, and wrote the exclusive sentence of this team called "ImperialSword" (Emperor Sword): Jianfeng What it means is to move forward.

No one can imagine that in the crucial TIPC International Invitational Tournament, the team from mainland China will bring so many surprises, and they are still fighting hard all the way in the FPP mode, ranking first.

This was a fairy tale that was almost impossible in the past.

But now the IS team is telling this romantic capital that the people who shake the dynasty are already approaching the city.

The arena was transpired into a vast ocean, and DEMON, who was guarding the city, couldn't help but put down his keyboard, gritted his teeth, and left his seat alone, amidst the scalding cheers in his mother tongue.

Perhaps all hot-blooded comics must go to their endings—regrets, or new poems.

It's a pity that for the KOG team, the regret at this moment is a little more sloppy.The former demon king DEMON stood on the field and tore up the dreams of many latecomers to challenge him, but now, what he has accomplished with his own hands is a fairy tale that belongs to others.

No one can be king forever, what should come, still came.

What's more, he didn't prevent his opponent from winning the game. Maybe next year, he won't see that yellow-skinned chick who is extremely annoying and refuses to admit defeat.

It was just under the spotlight, but he didn't know that, through rows of intricate gazes, several members of the IS team noticed his expression, and there was a few seconds of silence.

***

The rain in Paris has completely stopped.

The night was peeled off layer by layer, ushering in the landing of a luxury private jet, and also ushered in the last carnival of TIPC2018.

In terms of optimism, European and American audiences are indeed more optimistic than anyone else—even though they cursed and ridiculed several European teams all night, and voted for who should retire as soon as possible, their faces were still full of enthusiasm when they arrived at the game scene.

Some out-of-the-ordinary European middle blowers beat their chests and stomped their feet to pull off the short jacket with the EU logo, and it could be a five-star red flag T-shirt inside-but the people around them were still very excited, and they even lined up to take a photo with him.

"I'm really convinced." Liu Ze looked at the foreign fans who were scheduled to be on the headlines from a distance, and couldn't help holding his forehead, "Print out a copy of the application for joining the party, and give it to this big brother as a gift later."

It can be seen that when the suspense of the game is no longer so great, the atmosphere on the last day of the game is no longer tense and suffocating, but calm and calm, having fun with tragedy, unwillingness, and suffering.

In the front row of the auditorium, there were many Chinese students studying abroad—they worked hard and put their lives in exchange for the tickets in the front row today, and they wanted to come to watch the IS team win the double championship. Even on domestic forums, they were bloody The post ridiculed, "Which big brother in France who bought a ticket is willing to change it, I will show you a show, and you can sell yourself."

On the opposite side, because of the close distance, many relatives of KOG and other European teams also came to the scene. Even though they knew that their children had little hope of winning the championship, they did not give up waving small flags to cheer for them.

Of course, the hottest person in the audience was the owner of the IS team who came to Paris in a private jet. He was wearing a silk shirt, more gorgeous than the supermodels beside him, and there seemed to be a line of identity engraved on his face: After handing in the thesis, finally Contemporary graduate students who can roam around.

Finally, his e-sports blueprint has progressed to a deeper step.Langhua TV’s financial reports for the first two months are all worthless money. If the performance of the Chiji branch can help him negotiate the exclusive broadcasting rights of the next league, he probably doesn’t mind being more dominant, or twice as much. Bonuses, a wedding room, a wedding car, and the like.

Everything is ready to go, and dozens of players are also waiting in the channel facing the passionate music, just waiting for the glory to shine on the field again.

Only DEMON stood there, giving up the communication within the team together with the whole team—he, who has been proud for many years, probably never imagined that one day when he was waiting for the game, he would instinctively think about how to lose to be more decent , How to lose can make the grandparents in the audience not so disappointed.

However, just as he took a deep breath and was about to step forward, the little sniper behind him who defeated him yesterday stopped him.

"Demon King."

Demon turned back to look at him in surprise, and showed his contempt again: "...why, do you want to sympathize with me or mock me?"

But unexpectedly, the expressions of several members of the IS team were sincere, and what they meant was: "Winning or losing is a common thing, don't get angry with your teammates, play hard. Whether this is our captain's last international competition, we will I want to be fair and honest, and compete with you to my heart's content."

He was stunned uncontrollably, and suddenly felt something loose in his chest.

Perhaps at that moment, what he had to admit was that in a sense, he had really lost a bit.

——Although in the end, the guy with the scar on his face just squeezed his nose fiercely at him.

The author has something to say:

My hand speed is really useless【】

There is no specific game, probably ()

And it won't be too long before the end~ Probably just go back to sweetly get Ouyue's money (...), meet the parents or something? ()

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: Ling Yu 2;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Are you afraid it is poisonous? 10 bottles; 8 bottles of Jiabo; 1 bottle of Lululong Witch;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!