Ni Shuihan: Qionghua White Feather drops at the beginning!

"What the hell are you doing!"

Dare to roar in the mail: "Ottoman, what are you doing on horseback? Are you sleepwalking?"

"You can play, but can't you play rolling? Now it's the semi-finals, the semi-finals! We have been playing hard for six days and finally made it to the semi-finals. Why the hell are you trying to get away from me?"

"Are you sleepwalking? I didn't care how you paddled and cheated me before, but today, in the semifinals, you cheated too?"

At this time, Gan Gan was in front of the computer desktop, his face red with anger.

"No? Blame me again? Is it all my fault again?"

"What did I do to you? Everyone is in bad shape sometimes, right? Make it look like you didn't make any mistakes."

Ottoman retorted immediately, but his tone was obviously a little guilty.

"Not in good condition? You would find such an excuse? Everyone saw it. You were hesitant and didn't listen to the instructions and waited for two seconds before getting on!"

"If it weren't for you not obeying the command, you wouldn't have lost this game! Are you still in a bad state? If you were in a bad state, you wouldn't stand there motionless, would you?"

"I've used this stupid excuse all the time! If you don't want a good fight, just get out of here, okay?"

Da DaGang was really pissed off this time. Although he was usually careless and looked like he didn't care about anything, he was particularly serious about winning or losing the game.

He himself is considered a relatively strong player, and his own level is not bad, so he doesn't like others.

His seriousness about the game is completely beyond that of most people, and can even be regarded as crazy.

But to put it nicely, this is called the spirit of e-sports.

"Then what do you want me to do? Now that things have happened, what do you want? Tell me to get out? How will you fight if the team can't make up six people?"

"Why don't you just lose the game? What can you do? Your team is at this level? Do you still want to win first place? Dream on!"

"A group of rookies are competing, how many of them are from the Grade A gang? You can't even join the Grade A gang, and you still want to get the first place? If I take some time to play with you, I'm already giving you face, and you're still here Is this barking at my dog?”

"Xiyao has to do the Orange Martial Arts for you. You don't have any money, and you have the nerve to play 6v6. Look at the next few promotions. Who is not the Orange Martial Arts player in the team? Where were you before? If it weren't for Xiyao, you are now He is probably still wearing level 75 equipment."

"You get 75 equipment and you still want to play games?"

Ottoman was probably so angry at being dared that he stopped acting completely.

He cursed directly in the team's mailbox, his tone was full of sarcasm, as if he was condescending and contemptuous of everyone.

Dare to shout angrily: "You are riding on a horse..."

The two started a new round of quarrel in the team mailbox, which was full of gunpowder.

Qing Qingqing still wanted to speak, but couldn't get a word in.

The hand holding the mouse was trembling slightly. In order to keep the enemy nanny, Qing Qingqing's hand speed reached the limit and she accidentally cramped.

He broke out in cold sweat from the pain, and really didn't have the extra energy to persuade the two of them.

He himself is too busy to take care of himself. Maybe in the next two games, he himself will perform abnormally due to injury.

Xiyao hurriedly adjusted: "Dare you dare, stop arguing! You can't win if you keep arguing. If you have time to argue here, why not think about tactics with Lin Ameng."

"Uttoman, don't be angry. It's really your fault that the commander will lose, and I didn't mean to let you go. You should apologize."

However, her persuasion had no effect and was ignored just like Qing Qingqing.

Ling Lingqi, on the other hand, looked on at a loss. Although he was also very angry, he did not expect that things would develop to this point.

In the final analysis, Guangdao, who seems to be the most ambitious on weekdays, actually cares about winning or losing the game the most and is the most sincere.

Ling Lingqi and Qing Qingqing, who usually seem to be very interested in the game, have a much better attitude. They think it doesn't matter whether they win or not, they just say don't mess up.

But this time, Ottoman stepped into the minefield between the two of them. Therefore, both of them were very angry, but they failed to break out.

Lin Xiao had a cigarette in his mouth, and the balcony was filled with smoke, as if he was in a fairyland.

Those who knew it was that Lin Xiao was "shooting firecrackers", but those who didn't know thought that Lin Xiao was cultivating immortality.

He sighed deeply, threw down the cigarette butt, stamped it out, turned around and entered the room.

He rarely touches this thing, but when he is in a bad mood, cigarettes are indeed a great tool to relieve mood and relieve stress.

Lin Xiao sat back in front of the computer. The live broadcast was still on. Because of the quarrel between Dare and Ottoman, the live broadcast room actually started to quarrel and was no longer harmonious.

The chaos caused by the unexpected sophistication of the live broadcast has successfully given a group of "black fans" and "trolls" hidden in the live broadcast room an opportunity.

Taking advantage of the chaos to stand in line, the matter between Dare and Ottoman was stunned by these two groups of people and said it was Lin Xiao's fault.

Lin Xiao was very speechless, but he had no choice but to temporarily close the live broadcast room to prevent public opinion from fermenting and triggering a nasty melee.

"Let's stop here for the live broadcast first... Remember to come to ByteDance at the same time tomorrow to watch Lin Ameng's live broadcast. Goodbye!"

Lin Xiao forced himself to cheer up and took a deep breath: "Okay, no need to say any more."

Without the suppression of everyone in the live broadcast room, Lin Xiao seemed to be a completely different person at this time.

"Stop first, I'll just say a few words."

"Who are you? Why should I listen to you?"

Ottoman was already scolding him. He jumped out and spat at Lin Xiao without giving anyone else a chance to react.

Da dare heard Lin Xiao speak and immediately shut up, but who would have thought that Ottoman was so unreasonable.

"Grass! You ride on the horse..."

"enough!"

The two almost started scolding again, and Lin Xiao's veins on his forehead jumped, and he roared with anger.

This roar seemed to echo throughout the room, and what several people heard through the microphone was a harsh sound of popping wheat.

This finally made Ottoman shut up.

"What do you mean Ottoman? Don't you want to fight now? Do you want to quit?"

Lin Xiao took a deep breath and called the roll call.

"Yes, I just don't want to fight! I retreated, and it's all my fault that you guys are trying to force you. Anyway, the blame is all thrown at me, so why should I fight?"

"Just don't fight me. You are so powerful. You can fight it yourself!"

"That!"

Ottoman opened his mouth without stopping, and Lin Xiao directly kicked him out of the team.

The world finally became quiet. He took a deep breath and spoke to Xi Yao.

"No need to fight, it won't go down at all."

Xiyao was silent for a long time before speaking: "Well, I understand, let's stop here."

Although he was very reluctant in his heart, Ottoman did make the next few games impossible.

He withdrew from the team, and the five players lost their qualifications to participate in the 6v6 competition.