Glory

Yuan Ze shook his hand and the phone fell straight.

Gary caught his eye fast and caught him. The old G who knew a little bit of Chinese swept away: "Close! Did he come to North America? Where is his arm? Can he move? Can he still Solo? ... "

Yuan Ze grabbed the phone: "Shut up!"

Gary grieved: "I really didn't expect that I was shut down by an injured Close hammer. It's hard to imagine how strong he was in a winning state."

Yuanze: "..."

In fact, Yuanze is also very curious. In FTW, the Close is very strong, but it is slightly naive, especially in terms of cooperation, it is completely reducing points.

FTW disbanded and Close was even more mired in quagmire, and its true strength could never be shown.

The single-player is a consecutive championship, but the true god-level player is never a lone wolf.

Yuan Ze was led off by Gary and forgot to return to Lu Feng.

Looking at this message again, he had a toothache and typed: "Who do you want to see, FTW is still ... Q ..."

He didn't finish the beat implicitly, and always felt his teeth hurt even more.

Lu Feng: "Good night."

Yuan Ze: "............"

Gary is still making trouble: "How come, Close comes out? Do we want to eat Chinese food? How about hot pot? I like hot pot the most. Please close to eat a hot pot. Can I get a Solo ..."

Yuan Ze drew a cigarette from the cigarette case and rubbed his mouth.

The old G is very happy: "You are so chic in quitting smoking, you don't smoke for others."

Yuan Ze wished to give him a foot: "Go away!"

Gary slipped away, and the quitter smelled the smoke like adding fuel to the fire, he understood.

Yuan Ze stared at these pieces of news, looking up and down, left and right, more and more ...

Fuck!

Can't hide it, there is a problem with this context, how to look at it!

Yuan Ze called Jin Chengxuan on an overseas call.

Jin Chengxuan glanced at his watch: "Are you still sleeping at three?"

Yuan Ze straightly said: "There is a big event!"

Jin Chengxuan changed Chinese: "How."

Yuan Ze avoided people and took a deep breath: "I suspect that Little Close is ..."

Jin Chengxuan: "What is it?"

Yuan Ze was a little bit unspeakable.

Jin Chengxuan asked him, "Is Close going to you?"

Yuan Ze: "I just arrived yesterday."

Jin Chengxuan: "How is his shoulder?"

Yuan Ze: "You can't see it."

Jin Chengxuan was quite puzzled: "He's only 21, and he is a veteran cadre on a normal day and night. Why is it so serious?"

This is also where Yuanze can't figure it out.

Lu Feng became famous early, but it wasn't too early to enter the business. He played in the 16th and 7th games, some in the league.

Don't look at Lu Feng now 21, it seems that it has been playing for four or five years, and it is normal to have occupational diseases, but this is only the time of announcement, and certainly not the time of illness.

As professional players, they all understand.

Strain is chronic, and it takes a year or two of effort from symptoms to treatment.

Pushing forward according to this progress, Lu Feng may have symptoms in eighteen or nine, which is really too early.

Fans only saw Close's injury, only saw him go to North America for treatment, but did not think that if he could bear it, how could he leave the club and come to M country as Lu Feng's current identity.

The hidden dangers left by him this time are immeasurable.

If the shoulder of Close is not serious enough, he dare not take this risk.

Neither Jin Chengxuan nor Yuan Ze said clearly.

But they both had a doubt in their minds-Close this shoulder, is it really a strain?

Have you been injured after only one or two years of occupation?

It's impossible to think about it.

What's going on?

In the year before FTW disbanded, what exactly did Close experience?

Thinking of these things, Yuan Ze was very unhappy.

Jin Chengxuan's voice also faded: "I'll have a game soon, hang up."

Yuan Ze: "Uh."

Hanging up the phone, Yuan Ze held the phone for a while and then glanced at the message dialog.

Yuanze: "..."

Forget this!

Forget it, it doesn't matter as long as you don't lean towards yourself.

After closing the conversation with Yuanze, Lu Feng used a cast screen and leaned on the bed to watch the live broadcast.

The FTW five came on stage. The lens began to scan from the top and has been swept backwards. When Wei Xiao arrived, the lens stayed longer.

In the picture, the teenager is wearing a black FTW team uniform, and the zipper hangs loosely on the chest. The neckline of the white undershirt is slightly larger, vaguely revealing the clavicle, along the beautiful arc, upward is a slender neck and a thin jaw The handsome facial features and the black eyes full of lights.

When Wei Xiao is not smiling, her drooping eyelids will be a bit cold, her lips will also appear thin, and Yu Guang falls on the camera. The arrogant small appearance has brought countless fans to scream.

Lu Feng heard it, and Black Eyes looked at it without blinking.

Wei Xiao is very good-looking, especially standing on the radiant stage.

The game started without much nonsense.

Under normal circumstances, this is a game with no suspense.

FTW matches LH, it is impossible to lose in any way.

But because Lu Feng left, everything was marked with a question mark.

Can the FTW without the Big Devil stand up?

Can the new jungler Quiet stand up?

Is there a soul in this team that has lost its captain?

Both fans and sunspots are even curious about passersby.

This game is not a boring game where a strong team crushes a weak one, but a start, one proof, a new curtain that slowly opens!

This is what Chen Feng is worried about.

A game where Close will basically win, if FTW loses now ...

What a blow to the five starters, worried fans, and countless supporters.

However, every game has countless possibilities.

Player status, BP lineup, and even a careless one in the canyon may all lose.

There are no must-win games, only endless accidents.

This is competition.

Chen Feng is not a person who is afraid of losing, but this time he is very afraid.

Afraid of FTW mistakes, FTW lose, fear that if you go bad, it will be pushed down by everyone.

From the moment when Close left, FTW stood on a wire rope across the cliff.

Going past may not be a smooth journey; once it falls, only the abyss is left.

With such pressure, Chen Feng was very nervous.

Tomson noticed, but he wouldn't persuade people, scratching his hair and not knowing what to say.

Chen Feng tried hard not to let his emotions infect the team members. After all, from the current state, all four players were okay.

Wei Xiao glanced at him as he adjusted his headphones.

Chen Feng: "..."

BP started, LH first disabled, they did not hesitate to send the Dark Thieves to Ban.

It's terrible, FTW's ancestral thieves are poisonous, and LH has a strong desire to survive.

Wei Xiao: "I'm afraid of anything, I can't draw nine arcs."

Bai Cai: "You can die by saying a few words."

Wei Xiao: "I really can't do it. This episode can also be broadcast. It's best to repeat it three times so that the teams can hear it clearly. I can't write nine Quiet, and save Ban!

Brother Cai: "... I suspect you are pretending."

Lele: "... and have the evidence."

Xiao Ningzi: "Cough."

Wei Xiao: "Well, this year will not work. No one will tell the truth."

Chen Feng: "..."

His fears were completely lost by the boy!

Wei Xiao moved the mouse lazily: "Coach, I want to play a thief."

Chen Feng glanced at him: "Huh?"

Wei Xiao smiled at the camera: "It's time to let everyone know that my sickle is more deadly than nine arcs."

This frantic tone sounded directly in the headphones, with some weird magic.

Arrogant, unreasonable, arrogant.

But once it came out of Quiet, it became a matter of course.

Chen Feng suddenly remembered that BP avant-garde looked at him.

Oh shit.

Being cared by a little fart boy.

There was a burst of heat in Chen Feng's heart, which melted the tension and anxiety.

What are you afraid of?

What's so scary.

He is afraid as a coach, what should the players do?

He can't accompany them to ride the canyon, can't fight with them side by side, all he can do is to win the best lineup for them, only to help them unleash the shackles, and create the confidence for them to fly freely!

Do n’t be afraid or panic.

Although they lost tens of thousands, they will never lose!

Chen Feng stared at the BP interface and calmly analyzed the intention of LH: "The hero pool in their middle lane is slightly shallower, and the trick is banned. LH is equal to no leg."

Want to win on one leg? It ’s not enough to pray to God!

BP is very fast on the FTW side, almost no hesitation.

In addition to the Ban Thief fast enough on the LH side, it has been slowly tossing afterwards.

Professionals can see many problems from BP.

Disabled and selected quickly, it shows that there is a good idea.

Slowly, it means that I am very panicked and not sure.

The lens was given to Chen Feng, who was standing behind Wei Xiao, staring at the computer screen.

Lu Feng is too familiar with him, and he can see the change in his mood from some subtle expressions.

From the initial nervousness to the calmness now, I don't know what Wei Xiao said.

Lu Feng's mouth bent.

Someone brushed a sentence on the barrage-without Close, FTW without soul, what win?

Lu Feng sat upright and struck a line on the tablet: "Close is not the soul, Quiet is."

As soon as these words came out, countless people scolded the barrage.

In particular, Close ’s fighting powder exploded in place every minute, and I wish I could give this string of numbers (ID) until I quit the live broadcast room.

Lu Feng did not say anything, but brushed Quiet with 888 loves.

Ten pieces of love, 888 ...

The barrage was quiet, and a group of people shouted: "6666, the boss is so good!"

Lu Feng changed his ID to himself.

His previous ID in the live broadcast room was the default string of numbers, which is now changed to LU.

There are players on the live list during the live broadcast. For example, in this game, the starters and head coaches of both teams are on the list.

Fans can save popularity by brushing gifts for their favorite players.

The popularity list and KDA (combined data of various indicators such as the kill rate and mortality of players) are updated in time, and will gradually become more heated as the battle progresses.

In recent years, the popularity ranking and KDA ranking of the Chinese division are both one-person domination.

Close for granted, this year ...

Close became the first person on the Quiet support list.

Fans saw the ID on the support list and were happy: "LU? LU!"

"Isn't this my favorite trumpet ID for Close!"

"As we all know, this is what all Close vests are."

"Could it be, that is to say ..."

"What do you think, how can Close be so boring that it hits its own players."

"Dad, you pretend to be too fake!"

"Fake ... very fake, this CP fan was hurt."

Lu Feng did not watch the barrage, but stared at the game, brushing his love rhythmically.

Quiet took a blood, LU brushed 520 love.

Quiet double kills, LU brushed 1314 loves.

Quiet three kills, LU brushed 6666 love.

Quiet five kills, LU painted 9999 love ...

Finally, some fans found this magic number, they exclaimed: "Look at the gift of the big brother ..."

"Lying trough, there is only Queit in my heart!"

"Quiet is really beautiful, but this gift is full of love!"

"I have admired it, and I want to be so careful!"

At the end of the game, FTW won the game beautifully, and at the same time Quiet became the first person in the popularity list of China.

At the same time, his terrible KDA of 18 kills and 0 deaths also made him top of the list-this is not only the first in the China division, but the first in the global division.

Even temporary, it is amazing!