Chapter 41 OK, I am guilty "No, buddy, I don't think there's any need to fight anymore, right?" "How can we be beaten 0 for 5 with such a big advantage?" "To put it bluntly, if I randomly pick four people from the barrage and log in, maybe I can even get a one-for-five exchange?" "Why bother playing in the Old Man Cup? I might as well just play ranked games." When Zizi saw this result, his temperature immediately soared. He simply couldn't understand why he endured humiliation for more than ten minutes only to get such a result. How could this team fight? "What should we do?" Xiao Longbao also lost his temper and retorted: "If I don't take care of the Tsar, then who will? You, or who else can do it?" It’s just a loss in a team fight, what’s the big deal? If we start to assign blame now, then he as the jungler has something to say too. I always set the tempo to defeat the opposing jungler, but what is the result?
"If you can't drive him, then don't drive!" Zizi said angrily, "How can we follow you if you rush in like this? Pull, understand? Can't you pull it a little?" "Didn't I pull it again?" Xiao Longbao responded, "You can go and watch the replay later. If I hadn't followed him at that time, what would have happened if the Tsar had flashed and spun around to push five people? Tell me." "Does he dare to come in?" "Yes, he doesn't dare. How can he play zero for five if he doesn't dare?" "No, aren't we discussing this issue? Can you please have a good chat?" The failure of this team fight caused the mid and jungle players, who had been harboring resentment for a long time, to reach red heat one after another. The two of them were talking back and forth, and the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but worry that they would go directly to the octagon cage offline. "Mine, mine, my pot." 957 said, "I shouldn't have predicted it. If I didn't predict the ultimate move, it wouldn't be empty. This time it's my fault." "That's right, isn't it just a group fight?" AD Death Announcement also interrupted at this time and said, "It's really a small problem, not that serious." "It's not that it's not a small problem, understand?" Zzitai cursed: "I endured humiliation in the mid lane for more than ten minutes, more than ten minutes, and this is the result. Even if you let Faker see this team fight, he will only curse." "Is it possible that if Faker was replaced by Tsar, he would have been destroyed long ago?" Xiao Longbao suddenly said, "Did I force you to endure humiliation in the middle lane? If you can't beat them, then you can't beat them. Why do you have to make yourself sound so wronged? Then let me play in the middle lane. If I don't die, I will have the right to win without doing anything, right?" "No, can you please have a good chat?" When Zizi heard this, he got furious. Why did he start making personal attacks when we were just talking about games? "Aren't I just having a good chat?"
Xiaolongbao had a lot of resentment in his heart, so he just took this opportunity to vent it out. "Then let's just chat about the market. There's no need to fight." Zizi's temper flared up, his face turned red as he said, "Come on, let's not play today. Let's just watch the video from the first practice match to find problems and see who has the bigger problem." "Come on, who's afraid of whom?" Just like that, Zzitai and Xiaolong quit the game one after another and started to review the first team training match video they found tonight frame by frame. Of course, they were actually just finding faults. 957, Death Announcement and the auxiliary were silent for a while in YY. They wanted to say something but didn't know what to say. What if these two red-warm mid and jungle players turned their attention to them? "Master Gou, our midfield and jungle have split, so we may not be able to play today." 957 typed on the public screen and said, "How about this be it for today?" "what?" Uzi was still wondering why there was no one on the other side after they resurrected, when he saw 957's comment on the public screen. "What's going on?" Uzi asked, "Playing a game won't lead to a breakup, right?" He had heard of a split between the midfielder and the jungler during a game, but could a split between the midfielder and the jungler happen during a training match for the Old Man Cup? "I guess tempers flared up, and both of them backed out at once." 957 explained, "Right now they are reviewing the first game of the night, picking on each other." "That's okay, I guess he just lost his temper." Uzi heaved a sigh of relief and said, "That's it. Let them vent their frustrations to each other. I guess they'll be laughing when they wake up tomorrow." He knows postures too well. Maybe he just lost his temper and hit Red Warm directly, or maybe it was for the effect of the live broadcast, but no matter what the reason was, he felt that Zzitai would not cause a split between the mid and jungle like this. "Su Xing, you are guilty of a heinous crime!" After saying goodbye to 957 and the others, Uzi exited the game and opened Zzitai's live broadcast room and laughed: "It's ok to beat someone to red and warm, but how can you break up someone's mid and jungle?" You know what, it turns out to be so interesting to watch other people quarreling. wake:. "OK, I'm guilty." Uzi: ??? No, why are you using this trick? No mid-lane player is born with the ability to do memes, right? "What, what's the point of me being guilty?" After exiting the game, Su Xing glanced at the comments in the live broadcast room. It was full of bold, bold, and you deserve to be guilty. He was stunned for a moment. Dude, I almost wiped out the team, so I’m not guilty, right? "Ahem, it's okay, it's okay, it's not a big deal." Uzi blushed and immediately changed the subject: "So that's it for today?" "Okay, I'll leave first."
Sadness was the first to speak in the voice chat: "Dog Lord, I've added you on WeChat. I'll send you a message later, and when you create a small group, just add me." "OK, you can leave first if you have something to do." Uzi didn't stop him and said with a smile: "We'll start after the game tomorrow. I'll call you in the WeChat group when it's almost time." "OK, Dog Lord 88." It was not until the sad account disappeared from YY voice that AJ asked in confusion: "Where did he go? Why does he look so busy?" "Go to work." Uzi said with emotion: "It's not easy to make a living." "Su Xing, what are your plans now?" Uzi then asked: "You are not at the age where you need to go to bed early and get up early, right?" "Already arrived." Su Xing smiled calmly and said, "What's the matter?" "It's okay. If you can't sleep, you can play some ranked games to get a feel for it." Uzi explained: "Don't look at these old guys complaining about how old they are and how they can't win anymore. I feel like few of them are playing well. Maybe they are observing your hero pool." "Especially Zzitai. I personally think he is just doing it for show. He has explored all your hero pools and he is just looking for an excuse not to play. Maybe he is now holding his phone and discussing with the coach how to improve the BP against you." "Not that much." Su Xing was a little surprised. How could hitting an old man's cup be like being a spy? "Hey, you know, no matter how happy and cheerful we are as professional players, once we have the opportunity to return to the stage we pursued when we were young, we will show the true side of a professional player." Uzi said calmly: "Believe it or not, if I say tomorrow's training match is played on the game server, my attitude will immediately become extremely serious, as if I have been possessed by someone." (End of this chapter)