Full-time master: I have a spirit behind me

"Get out of the way! Do you know what it means to respect the old and love the young?" Old Wei kicked Bai Shu's calf in a bad mood. Bai Shu moved a little, and then quickly recovered: "No, Boss Wei, I really can't move. Move me to the side and lie down."

After saying that, he turned over and pointed his butt at Old Wei.

"Fuck you." Old Wei kicked Bai Shu's butt in a bad mood, and finally chose another sofa to sit down helplessly.

The first round of the playoffs, Team Tyranny VS Team Happy, overtime, officially started today.

Bai Shu collapsed on the sofa in the box and didn't want to move. No matter how Old Wei kicked him, he was unwilling to move.

"Where is the energy you just rushed in?" Zhang Jiale gloated. Bai Shu was indeed quite hard these two days. After he just put down his things and his butt didn't touch the bench, he was pulled to the training camp by Ye Xiu, Li Wen and Old Wei, and the focus of the training camp was Bai Shu.

Old Wei was also running some business for the Ember Team today, and he was exhausted. After the two of them came in with special tickets, they looked at each other and rushed directly to the box, using their last strength to grab the largest and most comfortable sofa.

Obviously, Bai Shu won the final victory.

These days, after Bai Shu and Jun Moxiao played, he played with Wu Jing's Crazy Sword, and then played with Baozi's Rogue and Tang Rou's Soft Mist.

The first two were fine, but the latter two... one played casually and aimlessly, and the other was full of fighting spirit, as if he would never get tired, which tortured Bai Shu a lot.

Even though Xingxin had a game today, Li Wen still organized training, and the intensity was even higher than when he was in the club.

As a professional player, Bai Shu would definitely not make excuses for training, nor would he do anything sneaky, but... it was really tiring.

Lu Liang and Zhang Jiale looked at each other, and held Bai Shu's arm and moved to the edge of the sofa, leaning on the armrest: "Young people recover quickly, and they will be fine tomorrow."

"Yes, it's not so good for us." Zhang Jiale shrugged.

"By the way, where are Xiao Wen and the others?" Old Wei asked with some doubts, tilting his head to look behind them.

"They said they wanted to buy something or something, so we came to see if you two were okay." Lu Liang shrugged.

"Hey, really, what can happen to us... huh?"

There seemed to be some noise coming from the crack of the door that was not completely closed. Zhang Jiale was stunned for a moment and opened the door.

Well, it's lively now. At the door of the box on the left, the Samsara team was also chatting with big bags.

Obviously, the Samsara team also came to see which team, Tyranny or Happy, would win the final victory, and they just happened to run into Li Wen and the others.

There was another energetic girl beside Fang Minghua, who was excitedly asking Chu Yunxiu what was going on, and next to her was Fang Minghua, the elder brother of the Samsara team.

Zhang Jiale naturally had an impression of this girl, Fang Minghua's wife, the kind who had obtained a marriage certificate. When Fang Minghua got married, all the members of the Samsara team and even the retired old Samsara members came back specially, and it was quite lively.

Neither side expected to see each other here. After a brief chat, they returned to their respective boxes.

Everyone was a confirmed opponent, and watching the game together was a bit inappropriate at the moment, no one spoke first.

"The morale of the Samsara team is very high." Fang Rui narrowed his eyes: "In the next game, Hu Sai has to think about how to rub their spirit."

"This is not easy to do... Here, Lao Zhang, the Coke you want." Fang Shijing smiled and threw a can of Coke to Zhang Jiale: "Coca-Cola."

"Thank you very much... Hmm? Where is Captain Chu? Didn't you say we would watch the game together?" Zhang Jiale was stunned.

Lin Jingyan smiled: "Fang Minghua's wife dragged him over there to chat."

"Is that so..." Zhang Jiale nodded.

Li Wen adjusted the equipment in the box, lowered the voice of the commentary a little, and sat next to Bai Shu with a smile: "Are you still not feeling well, Brother Bai Shu?"

"Almost done, don't worry, tomorrow's training will go on as usual! I must fix that rat invasion!"

From his gnashing of teeth, it is easy to feel his resentment towards Baozi.

Lin Jingyan also deeply agrees with this.

To be honest, Lin Jingyan has played in the professional league for nine years and has been a hooligan for more than ten years. He asks himself that no one has more say in the field of hooliganism than him, but he has never seen a hooligan more outrageous than Baozi.

I don't understand, I really don't understand.

Lin Jingyan patted Bai Shu on the shoulder to show sympathy.

"The game is about to start. Is there anyone who wants to play?" Lao Wei looked at the time and asked happily.

"Play? How do you play?" Bai Shu suddenly became interested.

"Guess the players of each team in each round. The person who makes the most mistakes will be responsible for running errands to buy water and food. I'll pay." Old Wei said happily, "Do you want to play?"

"Let's play. It just so happens that there are notes here. Why not add another one? Guess the result of a single game and add it to the total score."

For this kind of game that tests eyesight, everyone is happy to participate. After a few people divided the notes, they asked Li Wen, who did not participate in any form of play, to be the notary.

When the two sides started shaking hands, Li Wen had already collected the first wave of notes.

[Let me see, let me see...oh? Everyone’s answers were surprisingly consistent. 】Su Muqiu was happy because everyone had the same name written on the note.

Team Tyranny, starting member Song Qiying.

Team Happy, starting member Tang Rou.

"Everyone has the same answer." Li Wen said with a smile.

"Is the first game too simple?" Old Wei curled his lips: "Then, the result of this game will depend on the outcome in three minutes, right?"

"No problem." Lao Fang ordered the watch with a smile and put the phone aside.

Everyone has paper and pen in hand, waiting for three minutes to submit their answers.

The maps for overtime are randomly selected from the dedicated overtime maps. Which map you choose depends on your luck.

After canceling the individual competition, this round selection becomes even more critical.

【Bibi's Death Arena】!

Although it is an arena map, it is not as clear as a regular arena. It is more like a small maze with many covers.

It can be seen that Tang Rou has frowned slightly. She doesn't like this kind of map too much.

Song Qiying, among the entire new generation of players, is known as Xiao Zhang Xinjie. His playing style is rigorous yet proactive, and he is most suitable for such a map.

After Fang Rui muttered something, he took the lead in writing an answer on the paper, then tore open the potato chips and started eating.

"Who are you writing about?"

"What's going on? You want to peek at the answer, right?" Fang Rui glanced at Zhang Jiale warily.

Zhang Jiale rolled his eyes, said something about virtue, turned around and wrote down his answer.

Qiu Fei didn't hesitate too much and directly wrote down the name of his junior sister and then handed in the answer.

"It's not time yet, Xiaoqiu."

"No need to change, just this." Qiu Fei shook his head and insisted.

The game on the field was very compact. Neither player was a sleazy player. They chose to meet at the first minute. Just one minute into the game, the two began to meet in the open area in the center.

Tang Rou's attack was fierce, and Song Qiying's response was calm. In a daze, everyone seemed to have seen One Autumn Leaf and the lonely smoke in the desert.

But Tang Rou is not Ye Xiu, and the styles of Song Qiying and Han Wenqing are also different.

One is attacking and attacking, and the other is using the surrounding obstructions to block many skills in a planned way.

But now, three minutes have passed and everyone has handed in their answers. Bai Shu scratched his head: "Actually, it's not too suspenseful, right? Tang Rou's style of play is really too reckless, although it is better than Xiao Bai's before. There are a lot more tricks in the period, but he still seems to be focused on hand speed like Liu Xiaobie. In other aspects, he is much weaker. Is he a pseudo first-line player like Liu Xiaobie? "

"Fake first line...this statement." Lu Liang blinked.

Although it has not really entered the later stage, the result of the game is already obvious.

Long River Sunset will win.

In the first game, except for Qiu Fei, everyone else on the Ember team answered correctly.

The moment the results of the game came out, everyone began to write down who they thought would be the second position of the Happy team.

At this point, it's really not easy to guess. Team Happy has too many top picks, including Ye Xiu, Guo Mingyu, Qiao Yifan, Wu Jing, Mo Fan, and even... Baozi Invasion.

But the time was only so long, so the person who really couldn't guess randomly wrote an answer and handed it over.

And the members of Team Happy did not keep everyone waiting for too long.

The second pick...

Bun invasion!

"It's Baozi. Who wrote Baozi?"

"Um, I wrote Lao Guo."

"Mine is Qiao Yifan..."

With the right answer, only Lao Weimeng finally got the right candidate.

"Bullshit, who is deceived? I determined it through rigorous guessing, bold deliberation, and finally rich experience, okay? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!" Old Wei cursed unhappily.

Fang Shijing rolled his eyes: "Let's not talk about other things first. Just talk about these few words you said. Which one can match that guy Baozi?"

"Uh, this, which, this..." Old Wei blinked and said nothing. It seemed that, indeed, probably, none of the words had anything to do with steamed buns.

The outcome of this game is even more difficult to guess. After all, when Baozi appears on the stage, he is either a super god or a super ghost.

When he's in good condition, he can even give you a touch with Tang Hao, and maybe he can even win.

When he is in poor condition, he can even lose to Xiao Transparent in a small team.

The most unexpected player, this is how everyone evaluates Baozi. When he is strong, he is a bunch of strong, and when he is weak, he is inexplicably weak.

It's exactly the same as his unpredictable style of play.

However, what is easier than guessing who Team Happy will send in this round is that there are only two options in this round.

Invariably, everyone wrote down a name immediately before the start of the game and handed it in neatly.

The outcome of this round does not depend on them, but on Baozi's state. After all, Baozi still has the advantage, but he has a history of being counterattacked in the final stage.

Therefore, although Song Qiying only had about 30% of her health left, no one could say that Baozi would definitely win.

Baozi played very well in this game. From time to time, he used his mental knife to directly pull down Song Qiying, who was known for his rigorousness. In the second game, he made great progress and used unpredictable moves to avoid Big Lotta. Most of the skills, a sudden stroke of brick knocked Luo Ta unconscious, and the Overlord directly eliminated Luo Ta with a series of punches.

The score begins to overtake!

"The third player on Tyranny is indeed Lao Zhao's Boundless Sea..."

"Baozi has reached his limit, but... do you think that Lao Zhao's Boundless Sea seems to be a bit similar to Xiao Rui's qigong master?" Zhang Jiale hesitated for a long time before speaking.

As soon as this sentence came out, the entire box was quiet for a moment. Before Zhang Jiale said it, everyone had not thought about it. But after Zhang Jiale said it, when everyone started to think about it, it seemed...

"I'm going to steal my master!" Fang Rui was the first to jump out unhappily: "Why are you looking like Song Xiao! Isn't that too much?"

"That's almost it. It's just that the ideas are slightly similar, from the original strong attack to the technical aspect. In addition, can you put down your proud expression a little?" Lu Liang curled his lips.

"Brother Rui... don't ever go to the qigong master bar to clean yourself up again." Li Wen thought of something and said helplessly: "Sister Wei has come to see me several times. She said you can't open a small account." It's useless. You are the only one in the entire qigong master bar who can clear your name. The public relations team is under a lot of pressure... Sister Wei said that if she comes again a few times, she will go to the door of your dormitory... Well, arrange for people to take turns. Paved the floor."

In fact, Sister Wei's original words were that next time she would hang herself at the door of Fang Rui's dormitory and let Fang Rui get sued.

"Uh..." Fang Rui, who guessed his thoughts, laughed and nodded: "I know."

Fang Rui still had some lingering fears about Sister Wei from the Public Relations Department.

After winning the Baozi Invasion, Hai Buliang continued to advance with high technology, killing Wu Jing who followed up, and crippled Qiao Yifan's Inch of Ash. In the end, he ran out of mana and Qiao Yifan seized the opportunity and quit the competition.

Although the next match between Qin Muyun and Qiao Yifan was also remarkable, everyone's minds were no longer on this match. Their attention was completely focused on the final match that was about to begin.

Han Wenqing's Desert Smoke, versus Ye Xiu's Lord Grim...