League: I'm a really bad player

Chapter 152 Why is it all about DMO?
Who is it?

Coach IG fell into deep thought, unable to write for a long time.

In terms of pure consideration, he definitely wrote DMO without hesitation.

But sometimes people are very complicated.

No one knows whether the brother who is very close to him on the surface has ever scolded himself with his girlfriend behind his back, right?
For the IG coach, what he struggles with is that IG is not weak.

Although IG is a bit stumbling in the current summer split, its competitiveness is still there. Apart from DMO in the first round, IG played the best, and they almost won.

Moreover, they are still the champion team of S8, and even if IG is the fifth player to meet the strongest team on the opposite side, he doesn't think there is no chance.

In this case, people instinctively lean towards themselves.

After all, IG is not particularly attractive. If the fifth tiebreaker is won, how much traffic will it be?

Luo Ge will be so happy when the time comes?
It didn't take long for him to make a decision with no regrets.

War Horse was only a little slower than Baijiao, and he wrote it immediately after Baijiao finished writing.

Coach Hongmi didn't think about it for a long time, so he also finished writing and handed it over to Coach Zhanma.

Warhorse held four pieces of paper in his hand and stood up with a smile.

"Then now, let me announce the nomination of the fifth team."

The other three coaches looked at him quietly, equally curious.

Warhorse opened the first note.Just glanced at it and laughed, turned it over and showed it to all the coaches.

"DMO, one vote."

Who voted for DMO?

This thought passed through the minds of the four coaches, and then they quietly observed the expressions of the other coaches.

The horse coach didn't delay, and quickly opened the second piece of paper.

He was taken aback when he saw the handwriting on this piece of paper, feeling absurd.

The first one was not written by myself.

This second one is not written by myself!

The horse coach showed off again, and said with a smile,
"DMO, two votes!"

The off-court coach looked even weirder.

Who else voted for DMO besides me?

Could it be that Bai taught himself to vote?

Baijiao was also stunned. If the first one was the one he voted for, then who voted for the second one for DMO?

Some people actually don't write their own team and write DMO?

Which good brother is this?
The war horse took out the third card.

The other coaches watched with bated breath.

Does anyone know if anyone voted for another team?Now the DMO only has two votes, so it's not impossible.

But the war horse has long known that the suspense has been lost.

Because this is his ticket.

His order was messed up, after all, it was a secret ballot.

"The third ticket...is still DMO!"

He smiled and said,
"DMO, three votes!"

Baijiao is in a daze, why did he vote for us?

The other coaches looked at each other quite unexpectedly, showing appreciation, as if they were having a conversation.

"Have vision!"

"That is!"

"Okay, I'm also optimistic about DMO."

"What a coincidence!"

War Horse cleared his throat, and was about to announce that the fifth round would be played by DMO, but Bai Jiao was a little curious about the last ticket.

"Look at the last ticket?"

The war horse froze for a moment, and opened it as promised.

On the white paper were three familiar letters.

DMO.

The war horse was a little taken aback now.

The same seemingly simple answer, how many possible benefits have been discarded?

There was a warm feeling in his heart.

Is this unity?

He sighed in his heart.

"The fourth ticket——DMO!"

He comes out.

The other coaches were stunned almost at the same time, and then all laughed.

No one chooses to gamble for the interests that may be won later.

They just want to win now.

Therefore, they choose the one with the greatest chance of winning, DMO.

Benefit?Bullshit interests.

I just want to see LPL win now!
Time goes back to 2 minutes ago.

Coach IG solemnly handed over the ticket with DMO written on it to Coach Warhorse.

He exhaled lightly, thinking endlessly.

Brother Luo can scold as much as he wants, he wants to see LPL win more than being scolded.

And if you want LPL to win, DMO is absolutely trustworthy.

Their current foreign war results are all victories.

"Okay, now that the order has been determined, let's start discussing the corresponding tactics."

Redmi smiled.

"it is good!"

"No problem, we must avenge KZ's revenge."

"Ah."

This night, the four coaching staff of the LPL stayed up all night.

July [-]th, Qixi Festival in the Gregorian calendar.

Today is also the time to decide the final champion.

Whether it's a mule or a horse, it's time to pull it out for a stroll.

Baijiao, who had worked hard all night, came to the lounge with two dark circles under his eyes. Da Huang, who knew the situation, did not laugh at his dark circles, but was rarely serious.

Baijiao held the materials that he had studied all night in his hand, but he didn't let go at this moment.

"All right, boys."

He clapped his hands, expectant eyes.

"I'm tired of talking too much, and you are tired of listening too."

"It's all up to now, let's work hard together."

He turned his head to look at Shen Yin,
"What should we say now?"

"That must be, DMO must win!"

Shen Yin waved his fist.

Baijiao laughed,

"Correct."

"DMO!"

"Definitely!"

"DMO?"

"Definitely!"

"DMO!!"

"Definitely!"

Baijiao smiled and applauded,

"Okay, very spirited!"

"Then, let's go!"

Zhuang Nan put on his DMO team uniform and smoothed the corners of his clothes.

Put the peripheral bag in front of your body, and the DMO. Dying behind it is shining as ever.

It's time for the decisive battle.

At the same time, the LCK team also assembled and rushed towards the final venue.

Countless LPL viewers are either sitting in front of the computer or holding their mobile phones, eagerly waiting for the game to start.

"Come on."

In the student dormitory of a certain university, a student whispered.

Then came the response from my roommate,
"Definitely win! LPL is invincible!"

In the e-sports area of ​​a certain Internet cafe, many people turned on their computers, but at this moment they were staring at the big screen hanging in front of them.

That was the live broadcast room of the Intercontinental Finals.

"It's the last Intercontinental Tournament, we must win!"

They clenched their fists, with infinite love in their eyes.

In a certain school cafeteria, there are many students who are not eating at the moment, but they still gather here and watch the live broadcast in front of the cafeteria.

"LPL, let me win!"

Everyone thinks the same.

LPL, to win.

The players of the big teams who have already prepared think so too.

At this moment, they are waiting for the game to start.

And the final battle order is determined.

The LPL coaches were rarely nervous, watching the answer with their eyes fixed on it.

The first one, IG, against SKT!

"IG?"

Kkoma frowned.

This is completely different from what he guessed.

LPL is so bold! ?
He has a bad feeling.

"Bet right!"

The coaches couldn't help punching.

The order of the LCK was really guessed by them!

Even if it's just the first, but no matter how little the lead is, it's still a lead!

Watching the IG players who came to the stage to adjust the equipment, Zhuang Nan cheered them on in his heart.

To win!
(End of this chapter)