Both the Kills and You Are Mine

On the day of the game, when everyone got up, they still greeted them carelessly as they did in the past.

In fact, everyone is nervous.

"You ate five candies in an hour," Pei Lu laughed and closed the candy box. "You will break your teeth if you eat more."

Mu Wanwan's cheek bulged slightly, and she felt that her tongue was a little numb, and it was not sugary.

"Which is only five... I saw that she ate noon candies," Brother Tiger said, "Are you nervous?"

Mu Wan nodded late.

From the start of the playoffs, the number of games has changed from BO3 to BO5, with five rounds of three wins and promotion, and the loser will be eliminated directly and stop at the top six. There is no extra opportunity.

"No, you're still afraid of double forks? Mu Wanwan I look down on you." Xiao Roubao changed his clothes and came down, just to hear this conversation.

Mu Wanwan ignored him and chose a hero for himself: "You think I am you, so afraid of Yuyi..."

Brother Yang came and saw her enter the game: "Why are you still in the queue? We left in an hour."

"Let her play," Pei Lu smiled, "She is nervous."

Brother Yang sighed and nodded: "It's the first time I play this kind of one-off match, I will feel a little nervous."

Twenty minutes later, Xiao Roubao looked at the words "Four Kills" on her screen: "...Are you sure she is nervous?"

After playing the game, all seven got into the car.

Substitute Xiaohui was playing on his mobile phone as soon as he got in the car.

Mu Wanwan gave him a special look, and suddenly remembered that Xiaohui had never played since she joined.

"How's your hand?" Brother Yang leaned forward and asked.

Xiaohui sat in the single-person position on the far right of the middle seat. He heard the question and laughed: "That's it...If I can still fight, am I going to leave so early?"

"Go?" Xiao Roubao was startled, "Huizi, are you leaving?"

"Well, I can't drag my hands. I will leave after playing this season," Xiaohui said. "It's okay. Although I don't play games anymore, Yang Gothic won me a position as a backstage staff... The team data."

Mu Wanwan couldn't help asking: "Why do your hands wear so badly?"

"Xiaohui didn't come from playing LOL." Pei Lu explained, "He used to play DOTA, he was in the professional DOTA team of TS, and later moved to LOL. He played games much longer than us."

Mu Wan nodded late: "That's it."

"It's a pity that I can't mix up anywhere." Xiaohui laughed, half joking.

"Nothing." Pei Lu patted him on the shoulder, "You played well, really."

Brother Yang pursed his lips and didn't say much.

Xiaohui has been with him for many years. There are naturally some feelings, but e-sports and strength talk... Xiaohui is relatively old in all kinds of play styles. If it is not for the injuries of the players, he does not intend to let Xiao Hui played.

It seems that joining the new substitute should also be on the agenda.

Today the car drove directly to the underground parking lot.

"There should be a lot of viewers here today. If you go up to meet fans in a while, remember to say hello." Walking into the elevator, Brother Yang said.

The elevator goes straight to the backstage. It is reasonable to say that you will not encounter fans, but some backstage staff will accommodating relatives and friends to come in and ask for signatures. Generally, everyone will give them when they encounter this situation. Anyway, they are not stars and do not have so much burden.

Sure enough, as soon as she got out of the elevator, a little girl came up.

"Hey!" The little girl was full of energy, holding the notebook and smiling, "Can you give me an autograph?"

"Yes, whose signature is needed?" Brother Yang asked, "still want it?"

"I want a small meat bun!"

To everyone's surprise, Xiao Roubao was also shocked-although he had a female fan, he had never chased him backstage. Those who will bother to catch up, are almost all fans of Pei Lu.

"Mine?" Xiao Roubao took the book, signed and said with emotion, "I finally met a girl with vision..."

"Little girl," Brother Tiger hooked Xiaoroubao's neck, grinning, "What do you like him?"

"Fuck you..." Although Xiao Roubao smiled and cursed, he still seemed to want to know.

"Me?" the little girl said cheerfully, "I just like his stupid lack of style, his silly talk, and the pleasing."

Xiaoroubao: "..."

Everyone is happy to spend, Brother Tiger's laughter almost reaches the audience.

"Forget it, I'll confess," the girl spread her hand, "I wanted Lu God to sign it."

Pei Lu nodded: "You can sign..."

"But—" The girl spoke, her fingertips turning between Pei Lu and Mu Wanwan, "It seems that commentary A is true. Are you two in love?"

Mu Wanwan's eyelids twitched, and he glanced at Pei Lu subconsciously.

"What are you talking about," Yang Ge did not change his face, "They are all ordinary teammates, don't talk nonsense."

"Not a couple, how can you stand so close?"

The two people in front of them are shoulder-to-shoulder, and the distance between the backs of their hands is just a little bit closer, which is far too close compared to the distance of the others.

Mu Wanwan moved aside from this place with no silver three hundred taels.

The female fan was finally invited away. Everyone walked into the lounge. Brother Hu asked, "Last time Xiaolu asked you to return a gift, didn't you tell the fan that he has a girlfriend... Did you say that?"

"I didn't say." Brother Yang said, "They just got together. If I just said, they broke up in a blink of an eye, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

Mu Wanwan smiled and said, "Then you are really considerate."

Pei Lu chuckled and said nothing.

When Shuangcha everyone passed by, they all glanced at the TS lounge subconsciously.

Especially Han Yuan AD, Hary, his eyes through the window, locked directly on Mu Wanwan.

After the two teams stayed in the lounge for twenty minutes, there was finally a sound of acoustics outside.

"Welcome everyone to watch the LPL Spring Season! Today is our second round of eight-in-four competition, and the opponents are TS and XSXB!" Commentator A is impassioned, "Today I and commentator B will explain this game for everyone!"

"Yes, it's us again," commentator B laughed. "Everyone can see that our venue is full of seats today. It seems that everyone is looking forward to this game!"

"Of course, it's not just everyone, even I'm waiting for today's game." Commentator A smiled cordially, but his words were still sharp. "The last match between Shuangcha and TS left a very deep impression on me. ——It is the first time I have seen that style of play, and I don’t know if I should say innovation or what?"

Commentator B Qingjin jumped: "You said it yourself, this game is just a hundred flowers turned against each other..."

He really didn't want to explain with this troublemaker, every time he would offend a large number of fans, the key point is that commentary A, even if he is a defender, sounds like he is stubborn. For example, he claims that his favorite player is Wan, but the one who was hacked the most by him seems to be Wan...

In the background, the director searched through the various shots, and suddenly seemed to see something: "Quick! Give the camera to the No. 6 camera!"

In the lounge, Mu Wanwan was listening to commentary A bragging with a smile, but the camera was turned around and it was given to the audience.

The target is a man wearing a peaked cap and a black mask.

His hat is all black, so those gray hairs that have turned up are especially obvious-it turns out to be Shark!

The venue was immediately restless, and everyone began to scream!

Mu Wanwan didn't hold back and said, "I... fuck?!"

Pei Lu glanced slightly: "What's the matter?"

"Shark came to see us play."

"...?"

"No," Mu Wanwan grabbed the corner of his clothes and pointed at the person on the right corner of the camera, "This is Lin Jiu!!"

Pei Lu looked along and saw a woman sitting next to Xu Hao, dressed tightly, with black hair half tied up, and the mask was too big to show only a pair of eyes. Even if Mu Wanwan said it, he didn't recognize him too much. come out.

Others couldn't see it, Xiao Roubao said, "This is so cover that Mom doesn't even know him, will you recognize the wrong person?"

Mu Wanwan blurted out: "Impossible, this chest...no, I know this dress."

Lin Jiu wore a dark green close-fitting sweater, which outlined her figure.

Hearing the screams, Xu Hao didn't even take off his mask. He raised his hand and made a shush gesture. Who would think the screams in the court were more powerful.

Lin Jiu moved aside, trying to express that he didn't know the person next to him.

Unexpectedly, she moved and Xu Hao followed, so she simply sat still.

She didn't turn her head back: "You dyed this white hair, are you afraid that fans won't recognize you on the street?"

Xu Hao didn't explain: "Otherwise, I will dye something."

"I don't know, forgive Green?"

"That's your color."

So everyone saw the girl next to Xu Hao suddenly turning around, ignoring the audience's attention, and there was a hammer on him.

Pei Lu: "...It seems it is indeed Lin Jiu."

The competition soon came to notify them to play, and everyone went on stage together and connected the equipment.

The game enters the BP link.

TS is the blue side. The first three BAN positions of the double fork are not specifically aimed at Mu Wanwan, but BAN has a version of Karista, the king.

Six BANs were released, and Xia and Luo were not banned.

Luo Xia is a couple of heroes. In this version, it is an absolutely strong bottom lane combination. Since the beginning of the Spring Split, no team has released these two heroes at the same time.

Obviously it is impossible to put double crosses, just give TS a multiple-choice question-want Xia or Luo.

Mu Wanwan didn't even think about it: "Give him Luo, I won't play Xia."

Pei Lu picked up the rune: "They dare not target us."

Originally, Shuangcha aimed at that one, just because he wanted to beat Beng Mu late, and then he chased it back in the second game.

I want to fight for one to chase two... I don't know who gave them the confidence.

After that strategy failed, they absolutely dared not do it again.

"Really?" Muwan paused late, "Can I give me the Counter position?"

Counterpick, both targeted selection, sees the opponent's hero, and chooses the correspondingly restrained hero, usually referring to the fifth position of the last selected person.

Mu Wanwan wanted this position not to counter others, but to prevent being countered by the opposite person.

Originally, it was Counter's little meat bun by default: "What's the matter? Very confident?"

"Well," Mu Wanwan chuckled at the corners of his mouth, in a frantic tone, "MVP is not me, I will ask you to eat for a month."