Our team is not allowed to fall in love

In the next two games, AIM won one and lost one, and both teams ushered in match points.

In the AIM team lounge, several people gathered together to discuss the list of players for the final match.

Liu Kaiyun raised his head to look at Cheng Xi, then at Lu Miaozhou, and whispered, "Brother Flame, Brother Sailing, I can do it, let me go in the last round!"

Cheng Xi pursed his lips: "I agree to let Cloud continue to play—wood?"

Lin Shen faced Lu Miaozhou's cold gaze, and gritted his teeth: "I agree, the injury on Zhoushen's hand is not a joke, it's too risky to play now..."

"Then I also agree to let Cloud continue to play... At worst, if we lose this round, we can win the next group match, and we will still have hope of qualifying."

Lu Miaozhou sat on the sofa with a straight back, like an elegant feline crouching in the jungle, his dark phoenix eyes were frighteningly cold.

"I disagree."

The young man moved his wrist briefly, and said in a deep voice.

"It's not that I don't trust Cloud, it's just that I don't want to make everyone come to the World Championship with difficulty because of me, but still have to be timid to play a game."

"I'm going to this game, I know best if I can play with my hands. If I lose the game, it's mine. If I win, let's celebrate at night..."

Just as Cheng Xi wanted to say something, Lu Miaozhou pulled his hand into his palm.

The scalding temperature pressed to his heart, Cheng Xi opened his lips, but still swallowed the words of persuasion.

Lin Shen was uncomfortable with the cold atmosphere in the lounge.

"What do you mean if you lose? You start to divide the pot before the game? Zhoushen, you don't let Cloud play the last game, are you afraid that if you lose the game, domestic netizens will spray Cloud to death?"

Liu Kaiyun responded immediately: "Brother Sailing, I'm not afraid of being sprayed, the most important thing is your recovery..."

While speaking, someone knocked on the door of the waiting room. Cheng Xi glanced at his phone, and it was only 10 minutes before the start of the game.

"It should be the staff, I'll go and open the door."

"The last game is about to start, has AIM decided on the starting lineup yet?"

Cheng Xi looked back at Lu Miaozhou: "Can I trouble you to give us a few more minutes..."

"I will replace Cloud in the next game."

The staff froze for a moment, seeing the young man sitting on the sofa walking over, hesitantly said: "flame? Have you decided? If so, I'll change cloud's name to sailing..."

"do not……"

Cheng Xi was gently tugged by Lu Miaozhou, and leaned against him.

The emotions in the young man's jet-black phoenix eyes were somewhat complicated, but his voice was unquestionable: "Change it——Xiaoxi, I can play."

"Can……"

Cheng Xi's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt Lu Miaozhou lower his head, and whispered in his ear, "Xiaoxi, I still treasure my hand. After all, I have to consider your future sexual happiness... If you can't do it , I won't be brave."

The boy's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately turned his face away, not daring to look at Lu Miaozhou, nor did he dare to look at the curious and excited eyes of the staff.

Gritting her teeth, she squeezed out a sentence from between her lips: "...Okay, change Cloud's name to Sailing, and Sailing will play in the last group match."

The staff immediately changed the information in their hands, closed the door politely and left.

Lin Shen couldn't believe it: "flame? How did you—how did you let Zhou Shen go?"

"Don't you worry about Zhou Shen——"

"There are still 5 minutes before the start of the game, please enter the field..."

Cheng Xi originally thought that he had agreed to Lu Miaozhou, so he should be uneasy, but when the voice in his heart told him that they would be on the field together, the first emotion that came to him was inexplicable peace of mind.

"...The game is about to start. If you have anything to say, I will explain it after you win the game."

Cheng Xi picked up his peripheral bag, and brought Lu Miaozhou's along with him, and stared at him.

"Brother Lu, if you can't win this game, or if you have any accidents, I will absolutely—"

Lu Miaozhou hooked his lips: "Don't worry, I will never let Xiaoxi feel bad."

Although the World Championship is far away in North America, there are still many domestic "wasteland" players who come to support their favorite teams.

At the moment, fans of AIM in the venue actually accounted for more than half of the country.

When Lu Miaozhou sat in the competition seat, the auditorium was quiet for a moment, and then burst into cheers.

"Zhoushen! Zhoushen is here!"

"Is it true or not?! Zhou Shen didn't hurt his hand-ah, he really played! This game is guaranteed to win! AIM is going to withdraw cash to book the quarter-finals!"

"God of the Zhou! Four kills! Four kills!"

The sudden cheers from the fans startled several commentators.

A commentator saw that the director gave Lu Miaozhou the camera, and immediately smiled clearly: "AIM made Sailing replace Cloud in the last match point, Zhoushen has a lot of fans, no wonder the fans screamed so loudly .”

"The first match of the World Championship after Sailing's comeback, the fans who bought the tickets for this game earned a lot!"

"However, I heard that sailing had injured his right hand before. Now that he is playing, it will affect his performance. There are still 30 seconds before the start of the game, and both players are making final preparations."

"Let's wait and see how Sailing will perform!"

AIM competition venue.

Cheng Xi looked at the countdown on the computer screen: "Use our best tactic to play a quick break and win the battle quickly—Brother Lu, can your hand do it?"

Lu Miaozhou had already come out of the spring, and he laughed lowly when he heard the words: "Is my hand okay, don't you know?"

While speaking, an assault soldier sent by the other party to test his strength had already revealed his sight, Lu Miaozhou raised his phoenix eyes slightly, and barely raised his hand to move forward, a shuttle of bullets knocked out half of the opponent's blood quickly and accurately. "

"I can chase, if the sword comes over, the opponent may come to fight back."

"coming."

On the big screen, the No. 2 commando of Team ROLL was hastily withdrawing to the bunker.

Cheng Xi took two sniper shots to delay his movement, and another round of bullets from Lu Miaozhou beat him to pieces.

"Sailing is worthy of being the world's top commando player. The operation just now didn't show any injuries on his hands."

"Yes, the new ROLL player originally wanted to fight Sailing head-on, but he lost half of his blood and had to retreat - but the other ROLL players rushed over, did they want to fight back?"

"AIM's sword has also passed, it seems that both sides want to fight against each other..."

"Sailing changed lanes to chase! The window on the second floor can just see the ROLL player, one shot... Congratulations to sailing for taking the first kill in this game!"

"Will ROLL come when he sees his teammate die?"

"Oh, they still came. Maybe they saw that Sailing was chasing him so deeply, and wanted to keep him for a 1-for-1 exchange. But Sailing wasn't alone. There was a sword behind him..."

"The two sides are facing each other, ROLL3 is playing 2, and the other two teammates of AIM are exploring the map. They have no intention of supporting them. They seem to be very confident in their teammates!"

Lu Miaozhou hid behind the bunker and counted the seconds, when he heard Cheng Xi say, "Brother Lu, can four kills work?"

"Okay...Quadruple kill hot search reservation."