FOG

"It's a rare group for a hundred years, which actually made me meet ... Actually it made me meet ..." Zhou Huo was so happy that he didn't shoot the player at all. He turned the camera and shot himself, with emotion, "I'm actually early Just thinking about the lottery grouping, I have a preparation in my heart. The worst is encountering the Holy Sword, and then one of the strongest in North America, and the strongest in South Korea. Together with us, make a supreme death group, and just The probability of these players' luck is really great! "

Zhou Huo sighed: "I even thought of the first round of the group stage. I only thought of how we lost, but I never thought of ..."

Zhou Huo bowed to the camera, and his heart was full of gratitude: "Liezu Liezong showed his spirit, and gave us a team of escort, thank you, Koi did not forward in vain, thank you Koi! China!"

Zhou Huo was very excited. He continued to shoot players after taking selfies. A team of people, except Zhou Huo, had nothing but a good complexion. Shi Luo's face was especially dark. Zhou Huo was stunned on Shi Luo's face. : "Evil why are you not happy?"

"Other people are going to play the World Championship ..." Shi Luo was full of anger and said coldly, "Suddenly it became the Asian Cup when I was here, should I be happy?"

Old Joe couldn't hold back and spouted out water.

"What's so bad about playing in the Asian Cup? The Asian team is hospitable ..." Zhou Huo beamed with joy, "Japan, Thailand, Vietnam, Hahahahaha, yes, it's really hahahaha ..."

Shi Luo was so annoyed that his heart hurt. He pushed the camera away to prevent Zhou Huo from photographing himself, and continued to watch the draw with a dark face.

My team is settled, the old team has not yet.

In the live broadcast interface, Group B has been drawn, this group is fairly balanced, a South Korean team, a North American team, a Swedish giants team, a Japanese experience baby team.

"Old Gu, they are going to touch the holy sword ..." Chen Huo looked at the remaining eight teams that had not been drawn, scratched his scalp, and frowned, "... Most of the remaining teams are strong. Team, NSN is a bit difficult this year. "

Shi Luo was still thinking about the holy sword, and said coolly: "There are not many babies in experience, we have three in one group, and of course all are strong teams behind."

Zhou Huo was already unhappy, and he was happy again, and thumped at the table with a grin: "The three experienced babies ... don't know how to lose ..."

Yu Yong took the cushion and smashed it into Zhou Huo. Zhou Huo was smashed honestly for less than half a minute and smiled again holding the cushion.

Group C lottery starts, the first one is NSN.

Everyone looked a little serious.

The second team in Group C: North American strong team.

The third team in Group C: South Korea strong team.

"I'm going to ..." Zhou Huo smiled a little on his face and smiled, "This script ... a little ... how is it like my nightmare ..."

Shi Luo frowned a little.

Chen Huo took a deep breath and muttered: "Don't tell me that the protagonist's script this year is NSN ..."

Puppy whispered: "How do I feel that old Gu is cold ..."

In the live broadcast interface, the official officials of the lottery showed that they had introduced the Korean team and began to draw the last lot.

Officials started the last sign of Group C: another team from Thailand.

There is no conflict in the remaining four teams in the draw. Group C does not need to consider the transposition problem. The draw can take effect. The draw in Group D can also be automatically generated.

"It's okay." Old Joe sighed in relief and nodded. "The Holy Sword is in Group D. In fact, in addition to our Group A, there are too many weak teams. The remaining three groups are quite balanced. baby."

"C group actually has a little meaning of death group." Chen Huo looked at the divided groups on the display, "The North American team and the South Korean team of Lao Gu's group are very strong, and the NSN group is not so stable."

"It's up to them." Puppy looked at the group slowly, "I hope it's not small, I just saw it play ... okay, actually I really want to go to Group C, Group D."

Zhou Huo glanced at Puppy: "What's so good about the team that can't make it out of the line? It feels fun to be hanging out?"

"Of course it's not fun to hold my heart." Yu Yong leaned on the gaming chair and looked at the many rich teams on the screen, his eyes shining slightly, "... but it feels fun to eliminate the strong team by hand."

Puppy clapped the table and smiled: "Yes! That kind of pleasure can offset all the hard work in the early stage."

Chen Huo nodded in agreement and smiled evilly: "It feels like sending the strong team home in person ... wow, really, who has experienced and understands, cool!"

Zhou Huo is difficult to understand: "Are you all S?"

Yu Yong turned back to his seat and said lightly: "Wait for the World Championship, there is a chance to send one for you to see, you will understand."

Zhou Huomiao understands: "Okay ... okay, but you put away this set of rhetoric for me. When you are interviewed, just say you like to challenge the strong team."

"Okay, it's not necessarily how to do it, and now the strong team is scheduled?" Lao Qiao is most afraid that a few people will float and be sent home in the group stage. "Then training, I will collect the data of the three teams in the group , Study with our data analysts. "

Lao Qiao said not to let others float, and he could not help laughing and complaining in a low voice: "Damn, it's not always easy to find information ... who is so busy that I usually watch the game in Japan."

Zhou Huo's cell phone rang, and he glanced back quickly to rejoice: "The manager of NSN has congratulated me. He said I am blessed. Seriously, I feel his tone is a little sour."

Zhou Huomei replied to the NSN manager, saying: "The blessings of the three experienced babies are not everyone's, is it true, or is Shiluo right, what is the use of superstitions? It ’s better to burn incense than to bathe in my shit, this man ... "

When a sub-question group was selected, Luo was already irritable. He couldn't stand Zhou Huo's nervousness, and he hurriedly swept Zhou Huo out of the training room.

Shi Luo first entered the World Championships, originally wanted to ruin the world during the group stage, first cut North America and then Europe, and then stepped all the way to the quarterfinals. Swords in Group D are uncomfortable, and the training intensity in the evening is even stronger, playing one game after another, playing extremely fast. The fans in the live room faced Shi Luo's boring live broadcast at first. They dared not speak out at first, and later rebelled. They kept brushing the barrage to let Yu Yong come.

[@ Free-Whisper, there is a kid here who is crazy, you do n’t care? 】

[Let Yu Shen come to broadcast for a while. 】

[Is the cub happy when the draw is too good? 】

[It should be too happy, a good group that has not been encountered for a hundred years hhhhh ......]

[The Thai team in Group A swiped a wave of crying expressions on Twitter and laughed. 】

[I want Yu Shen to Yu Yu want Yu Shen to Yu Shen ...]

[Do n’t brush Whisper, it ’s not a Whisper live room, okay. 】

[God does not seem to be in a particularly good mood at this moment ... It ’s better not to brush. 】

[I feel that God is not in a good mood +1 at this moment, although I do n’t know why, do n’t mess with the team. 】

Shi Luo finished a game and came out quickly to line up.

His national service ranking is too high, the matching range is too small, and the queue is getting slower and slower. When he waits in line, he orders a live assistant to look at it.

Many people in the barrage are brushing Yu Yong, and many people are persuading not to brush, when Luo can see it now and may explode.

When Lorton paused, click on the live broadcast settings, and opened the voice.

There was a buzz in the live broadcast room, and the moment of brushing Yu Yong in the barrage was gone, and I began to wish to win the Shiluo World Championship.

"Don't be angry." Shi Luo raised his hand and adjusted the wheat. The tone was as usual. "Whisper is in a row, which is inconvenient."

Fans in the live broadcast room were instantly relieved, brushing gifts to send gifts, sending blessings to send blessings.

The training will start from tomorrow. It is not possible to broadcast live when playing the practice game. This may be the last live broadcast before the world game. Shi Luo simply turned on the camera.

After the trumpet was exposed, the first time to open the camera live broadcast, Shi Luo was a little uncomfortable: "... chat for a while, don't brush the gift, you can't see the barrage."

Shi Luo didn't often interact during the live broadcast. Fans were instantly excited and immediately began to barrage.

In the camera, Shi Luo glanced at the other teammates and determined that the sound was still octave after wearing soundproof headphones: "Talk for a while and take a break. I will start playing practice tomorrow, and I will go to Germany early when the visa is down , Familiar with the diet, and then the world competition. "

Shi Luo looked at the barrage and frowned: "NSN's grouping? Okay ... not as easy as ours."

"Not necessarily flying with NSN, our manager wants to go ahead."

"Going early or late is almost the same. When I go, I also find an Internet cafe or an official to find equipment and venues to play practice games. The same thing, just adapt to the environment in advance."

"Who is playing the practice match? Not necessarily, whichever is the appointment. When the appointment is not available, they will be there at any time to help the sparring."

"Angel Sword ... Well, their team said they would help the sparring partner."

"No need to bring an interpreter, several of them can speak German ..."

The barrage was full of Yu Yu's translation for Shi Luo. Shi Luo thought that he hadn't seen it and said, "I'm okay ... The public places I can go to are basically English, and it should be no problem."

No one talked about the World Championship anymore when they turned to Yu Yong, and there was a swarm of bees in the barrage asking Yu Yu about it.

Shi Luo couldn't find any other barrage in the haystack. Shi Luo couldn't be sure, and he lowered his voice after no one heard his voice in the single row: "He ... today is a whim."

"Look, I can't finish it."

"What do I usually call him? Yu Yu, Yu Shen, Captain, Whisper."

The barrage was still indifferent, Shi Luo couldn't, and he said uncomfortably: "... I was called brother before."

"Why is he called ... because he is older than me."

"Call Whisper ... he's in a single row, impossible."

"He can't hear me."

"It has nothing to do with the volume of his own game volume. Our headphones are soundproof and cannot be heard when put on."

"And ..." Shi Luo hadn't queued successfully yet. He glanced at Yu Ye's current state from his game client, and whispered, "He has rushed back to the top five of the national service in the afternoon, and is rushing to the national service first. It ’s impossible to be distracted by playing a very high score. "

Fans know it too, but Shi Luo just finished speaking, and his friend interface in the game flashed.

Shi Luo directly clicked on-

[Free-Whisper]: [Yes. ]

[Free-Whisper]: [Without your concentration. ]

Shi Luo: "..."

Shi Luo looked at Yu Yong in disbelief. Yu Yong was indeed in the game, and he was indeed wearing headphones.

In the game, Yu Yong stuck a time to replenish her blood, opened a chat window, and quickly typed for Shi Luo.

[Free-Whisper]: [Turn on your live room as the background sound. ]

[Free-Whisper]: [Is n’t it distracting to play the top five games of the national service? ]

[Free-Whisper]: [Shishen, how underestimated me. ]