Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

"When I was in high school, I was tired of studying. I often played games in the Internet cafe in front of the school. There was a network administrator brother who met me later. He knew that my family's conditions were not particularly good, so he told me that playing live games can make money."

"I didn't think about making a lot of money when I started the live broadcast. I just thought that it would be good if I could be self-sufficient in the money online. I didn't expect that more and more people would watch my live broadcast. Not long after, there were even e-sports teams asking for it. Come and poach me as a youth trainee..."

As if recalling some embarrassing experience, Maoyu looked distressed and her cheeks were slightly red.

Lin Qiuran was a little surprised.

Not only was she surprised that Maoyu had such an unknown past, but she was even more surprised that this seemingly quiet boy could seriously tell his own story in front of others.

During the elite competition before, Lin Qiuran checked the information of each team's players, but in all the information of Mao Yu, it only shows that he is a youth trainee of SOD.

"'You can't get over the mountain and they won't hear your story.' Have you ever heard that line?"

Maoyu's eyes gradually became serious.

"Not only me, every player in SOD, but also the well-intentioned Zang Yue, everyone is waiting for you to climb this mountain."

Lin Qiuran could see the longing light in Maoyu's eyes.

*

On the second day of the intra-group match, SOD changed the starting roster.

The team's substitute player Mao Yu replaced the original starter sunshine.

As soon as the news came out, everyone was shocked.

"Oh my god, didn't this Maoyu just join SOD not long ago, did the team sacrifice so much to train him?"

"Did SOD give up the game in another way?"

"I laughed so hard, I didn't expect sunshine to sit on the bench one day."

Not to mention the fans, even the official God of War live commentary was surprised by SOD's decision.

"Is this a surprise left by SOD to the fans? Let's wait and see."

When the commentator said this sentence, the barrage was almost exactly the same.

Some were even mocking Zhao Qichen's performance yesterday.

"It's a good thing to change players as early as possible. It's better to go home early in this state of sunshine."

Stepping on one handful of one is the usual style of trolls.

Lin Qiuran had already collected the players' mobile phones before the game, so they wouldn't see these messy public opinions.

Lin Qiuran, as always, sat in the spectator seats during the game, blending with many fans.

Looking at the empty seat beside her, she sighed slightly.

When leaving this morning, Maoyu tugged at the corner of her clothes and pointed to his room.

Zhao Qichen didn't get up.

I opened the door with Mao Yu's room card, and saw Zhao Qichen sleeping on a bed inside, with his head covered by the quilt, looking sound asleep.

"Let's go."

Lin Qiuran didn't try to wake him up.

People who pretend to be asleep can never be woken up. No one knows this truth.

Zhao Qichen's schedule is definitely not the case of not getting up early in this critical period.

The fact that he didn't get up could only mean that he didn't want to wake up.

After closing the door, Lin Qiuran announced his departure.

The team members immediately understood the current situation, and they all quietly followed Wen Zhouxing's footsteps to the competition venue with all their thoughts.

Compared with all the previous games, the spectator seats of the World Championship are not worth mentioning at all.

For example, in this competition, the venue is a well-known arena in Las Vegas.

It takes more than ten minutes to walk through the auditorium alone.

Sitting here, Lin Qiuran watched the fans in various competition areas cheering for their favorite teams, and could feel the charm of e-sports more intuitively.

The game starts soon.

In the first round, within 3 minutes of the game, Lin Qiuran could see that they wanted to use the tactic of two-for-two push, first search for a few important material points, and transfer the guns to collect the kills.It's a pity that during the transfer process, the chubby old wolf fell to the ground one after another, and finally ended the game with the team's five kills.

Although he didn't eat chicken, he played with the momentum and rhythm that he should have at the beginning.

This is much better than yesterday's situation.

The reason why the situation was so dire yesterday was not because of how strong the opponent was, but a large part of the reason was that he was in a mess, and there was no SOD game rhythm at all.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, with the kill results and the survival results of Maoyu and Mahou, this round has a positive effect on stabilizing the mentality of the players.

"Not bad."

After the game was over, Xiaopang hammered Mao Yu's shoulder beside him.

Maoyu smiled shyly, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Just follow the feeling of the first game, and pay attention not to mess up when communicating."

After the game, Wen Zhouxing used the short 10-minute break to exhort the players.

The eyes of several people were excited, and they nodded in unison.

In the second game, the desert map, the four of SOD chose to parachute in the impala town directly along the route.

The first circle on the map is the southeast circle.

In the early stage, SOD chose the strategy of avoiding battles, and quickly entered the finals to occupy points while other teams were in the melee.

This is the division between the North and the South.

Lin Qiuran smiled knowingly in the spectator seats.

These tactics were used by them during the live broadcast before.

After occupying the points, the four successfully got stuck, and Maoyu Xiaopang got kills one after another.

Time passed by every minute and every second.Seeing that there are only three teams left on the map.

In the final 2V1 battle, not only Lin Qiuran, but also the audience around him held their breath.

"The circle is shrinking, let's go?"

Seeing that the next wave of poison circles was getting closer, Ma Hou couldn't help asking.

"There is a team that wants to go around!"

The horse monkey turned on the scope to observe for a week, and lowered the voice to remind.

At this point in the end, all internal voices must be communicated in a low voice, as it will affect judgment if it is too loud.

As time passed by, Maoyu gritted his teeth.

"Get rid of the team behind you first!"

"But I don't have enough supplies on me. What if this team solves the next team?"

Two dogs fight, play off.

No one will understand this truth.

If in the next firefight, SOD makes any mistakes and cannot quickly solve the team behind it, it is almost tantamount to having no chance of eating chicken.

There are two ways for GG. One is that the lack of resources is no match for the team that came to the door first.

The two battles consumed too much blood, and they would eventually fall to the ground under the continuous effect of bullets and poison.

Both of these situations are what the third team is most happy to see.

But if the team that is going to go around cannot be dealt with, even if they enter the circle immediately, they will be killed by the opponent's people immediately after entering the circle.

Since they chose to go back, 80.00% can judge that they have a lot of resources.

Especially pharmaceutical resources.

Unsuccessful, they become benevolent.

By killing this team, they will be able to obtain enough material strength to compete with the last team.

"go!"

The trade-off between pros and cons is almost running at high speed in Maoyu's brain.