After four games, threee finally lost to the tst team with a result of 1:3.
This bo5 lasted for more than five hours, and almost every game lasted more than 60 minutes.
The hreee family is the dominant one, and the other teams are noobs, so this showdown is a true fight between gods.
Amid the cheers from the entire stadium, one had the illusion that the audience present were all fans of the tst team.
In fact, they were all French O players.
To them, they were just witnessing a wonderful game.
How normal it is to cheer for the strong.
The five members of the threee team who lost the game were disappointed, unwilling, and not to mention depressed.
At this time, they were sitting in the rest area, gathered around Fix and analyzing the four games that had just ended.
It seemed that they were ready to learn lessons and strike while the iron was hot.
"They are really strong," Godie said with a sullen face.
He no longer had the arrogant self-confidence before the start of the game, but was more solemn in contemplation.
"Especially in the last two games, we used all kinds of tricks, and the results were not good.
It’s just a matter of delay and defeat.”
"Hey, hey, hey."
Ang heard that his tone was wrong.
He was startled and quickly advised: "Why are you suddenly depressed?
This is the tactic you promised.
Do you understand the tactic?
Don't worry too much."
There was a whistle from the side, and N smiled and said: "I'm afraid we, the world's number one AD, have been stunned."
Rolling his eyes and glancing at them, Godie decided to ignore it.
He asked Fix seriously, "Old Feix, do we have any hope of winning?"
"It's not impossible to win against TST."
Fix pondered his words and tried his best to analyze the current situation of both sides without damaging the self-confidence of this group of people.
"To be honest, there is indeed a gap between us and them, but It’s not too big.
You can see that Ah Wei has been in the top five of the Korean server all year round.
In terms of personal strength, it is not as far as we thought, but at least there is still hope. " In fact, what he said was to comfort Ker, who was trying to show off his skills.
Although he felt disrespectful and angry, there was really nothing he could do against the other party.
Fix was still worried that his mentality would collapse.
After all, SI had encountered such a strong team at the beginning.
"It's a fact that my skills are inferior to others," Kwee, who had been prepared to watch indifferently from the beginning to the end, suddenly said, "I am indeed not as good as their mid laner, but, hehe, I will find a way to beat him."
"That's good, that's the attitude."
Ang put his hand on his shoulder and expressed deep agreement with his remarks.
Although the latter didn't pay for it, he shook his shoulders and threw away his hand, which made him very hurt.
"Let's finish the rest of the group stage seriously first," Fix said.
"Don't lose your mentality or get inflated because of one or two games.
You think you are safe in the finals.
Don't die in the group stage."
"I think too," Nineteen, who has always said few words, suddenly said.
He always likes to think about things in a simple way: "Playing every game well is what we have to do now.
How to win TST is something we will think about later. question."
"No," kwee interrupted, "it's something we need to think about for a long time."
Fix nodded in agreement with his point of view, "A Wei is right."
Only by playing every game well can you continue to improve yourself.
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If they are strong enough, they should prove it with their results.
"Okay, let's go back first," Mao Xiong was worried that their jet lag had not completely reversed, and the long game just now had consumed too much energy, so he quickly advised from the side, "Go back and have a good rest.
You should forget about today's things." , there will be a new game tomorrow.”
They stayed in a hotel this time, and all participants shared a room for two.
Godie was arranged to share a room with N.
He originally refused.
In his words, this kind of person has dichlorvos on his mouth and his heart is dark, so he would rather sleep with that little brat Ye Yangyi, at least there is Shared interests.
Yes, the common hobby is wheat god.
It's a pity that according to Mao Xiong's meaning, the euphemistically called bottom lane duo sleeping together can cultivate feelings and promote tacit understanding during the game.
As for Ye Yangyi, as ang's successor, the two of them naturally have to share a room.
Then they put the cold-faced duo of their team together: kweea nineteen.
Okay, no problem.
Although the actual situation is that ang and Ye Yangyi are in perfect harmony and sleep in total darkness; while in the other room, N's snoring is earth-shattering, but the important thing is that Godie is still unshakable.
Godie was woken up several times in the middle of the night.
He really couldn't sleep, so he could only carry him Quilt ran to Panda's room next door, only to find that the latter actually had the room to himself, and he couldn't hold back his hands.
"Don't, don't be excited, I'm not seeking personal gain with power, it's just that our team happens to have an odd number of heads."
Holding the pillow, Godie didn't bother to listen to his explanation.
He rushed forward and hit him in the head, preparing for a fight.
In the rest of the room, Nineteen watched with fear as Kwee scrolled through various comments on Weibo posts at night.
Some encouraged them to cheer for them, while others criticized them and complained about today's game.
Someone said, "I was really disappointed after watching today's game.
I didn't even have to play."
Of course, some people refuted him, "Every game is delayed until the end of an hour.
If we don't have to play, what else can we play?"
Someone else said: "No matter how it ends, today's game was really exciting, and it was a blast."
"Brother kwee, what are you doing looking at this?"
Although Mao Xiong did not forcefully uninstall Tieba Weibo Zhangmeng a from their mobile phones, he had given repeated orders to them not to read Weibo during the game.
After all, there are people on the Internet who can use a keyboard as an AK47, and the lethality is huge.
"Just take a look," he scrolled through the pages of his notebook and browsed through the various comments that came to him on Weibo because he watched today's SI.
"Some people's analysis is quite interesting."
"Are you kidding me?"
"If you can't bear it, don't read it," Kwee picked up the notebook, stood up calmly, changed his position and leaned on the tatami in front of the window.
"Oh no, I'm just afraid that I can't help but fight with the trolls."
His voice became smaller and smaller, and he found that kwee didn't look back, as if he didn't hear him.
Sighing, Nineteen leaned on the bed and played with his mobile phone, and soon fell asleep.
After all, he was too tired during the day and the jet lag also affected him.
But kwee did not laugh off the results of the game and the online comments indifferently, as he said just now.
It's the saddest thing when you know very well in your heart what the gap is between you and the other team, but you can't change the result.
People with poor mental endurance are likely to have collapsed.
Maxin sent her a greeting message more than an hour ago, and it was the first time that he didn't want to reply to her. er suppressed the scene, what kind of reaction.
Sympathy or disappointment?
The only thing he didn't want her to see was himself so useless and embarrassed.
But at least he knew how to respond so that the other person wouldn't worry.
Maxin, who was thousands of miles away, waited for so long with his cell phone in fear, and finally got kwee's reply, although it was only a short word, "Yeah."
From the close-up of Maxin's faces on their faces after the game, it was clear how unwilling he was.
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For some reason, Maxin in front of the screen seemed to feel the same thing, and his heart twitched.
She wanted to tell him, don't be discouraged and try your best next time.
He also felt that such weak comfort seemed like an insult to him at this moment.
So in the end, she condensed a thousand words into one sentence, and she only had one sentence: Your game today was very exciting.
Although the other party only replied one word, at any rate, he did.
Maxin breathed a sigh of relief.
She felt that she probably needed to adjust her mentality.
After all, there is another Shen Jianhan waiting for her to deal with tomorrow.
But no matter how he prepared himself mentally, Maxin never expected that Shen Jianhan didn't come alone.
He also had an extremely young boy with him.
"Maxin," Shen Jianhan saw that she couldn't figure out what was going on and was a little confused.
She immediately pulled the boy over and introduced her, "This is my cousin Shen Jiahe, a student at the University of Hong Kong."
"Hello," although she didn't know what he was going to do, Maxin greeted the other party politely.
It's a pity that the boy named Shen Jiahe didn't seem very happy to see her.
He raised his chin and looked at Maxin carefully, and finally looked sideways at Maxin and said in a frivolous tone: "You are the one" As soon as he finished speaking, before Maxin had time to think about how to answer this question, Shen Jianhan slapped Shen Jiahe on the forehead and scolded: "Be polite."
"Sorry Maxin," he turned around helplessly and explained to her, "Don't be as knowledgeable as him, my cousin."
But when Maxin heard the boy's name, his eyes moved, and then he said calmly, "I know, Shen Jiahe, the three-time Bizz Global Art Competition champion."
Bizz is BlizzCon, which brings together several top professional e-sports events.
It is an annual event held by the American video game brand Blizzard Entertainment every year.
In addition to game-related activities, BlizzCon also includes player paintings, film production, soundtrack production, etc.
Among them, Shen Jiahe is the only Chinese painter in the world to win the global art competition three times in a row.
After Shen Jiahe finished speaking in Maxin, he finally had some reaction.
He chuckled softly, "It's a great honor to let God E know about my deeds."
His tone was still sinister, and his expression was ugly.
This made Maxin very confused.
She didn't know why this boy had a sudden hostility towards her.
Only Shen Jianhan half-covered his face and said the truth in a difficult tone, "Don't mind, the kid has a bad temper.
This guy is a die-hard Blizzard fan and especially likes to play Dota, so that's why." "" He didn't finish speaking, but Maxin already understood, so he was speechless for a while.
Because Blizzard players, especially Blizzard fans who like the game Dota, most are extremely hostile to League of Legends produced by Riot Games, thinking that they are plagiarism.
However, what does it have to do with her?
Maxin wants to say, this is not a joke, this is a "secondary disease", right?
The new Internet vocabulary I learned on Weibo a few days ago turned out to be useful.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Shen Jianhan was worried that she would be angry because of this, so he simply got to the point: "Maxin, I came to you today to discuss the dance war."
Dancewar, a global game art competition, is a game art challenge open to the world and is one of the most influential competitions for game original artists around the world.
Five years ago, Maxin, who was only 15 years old, won the first place in this competition, and the name e became famous.
She also became the youngest winner of this competition, successfully making people who are engaged in game art all over the world.
Remembered her.
The author has something to say: Posted by the editor, because I am in a hurry, I don’t have time to edit this article carefully.
If there is a little cutie who likes to catch insects, I will come back later and revise it. gd1806102: