Only one kiss is allowed

The second time N1 changed players, Ninth started as a jungler, and Lang was pushed down.

[30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi... When Lang was full of vigor and glory before, Arika didn't know where to stand, but now Lang is beaten so hard that he can't find his way]

[I didn't say that, the coach of N1 is indeed cerebral palsy, Ninth was in such a hot state a few years ago, is this a game of grievances? 】

[Here it comes, the fight I'm most looking forward to is here! 】

[Cling treasure kill me! 】

Coming out of the lounge, Sheng Tang whistled lightly, and Song Xingyao who was in front of him turned around, "Huh? In a good mood?"

Sheng Tang paused for a moment before realizing what he had done, and chuckled lightly: "Ah, maybe."

After all, it was time to face Xiao Jiu.

"Before you two fought, many fans exaggerated your 'love and kill'..." Arika was knocked on the head by Song Xingyao in the middle of speaking.

"Did you tell me not to read Weibo before the game?"

Arika pouted: "I am now a mature and responsible jungler, please don't think that public opinion can affect me like before."

Zhou Jianyuan put on a serious face like Song Xingyao: "You better be."

Sheng Tang couldn't help laughing.

Pei Yu handed over the water glass: "Stop laughing."

"Ok?"

"Laugh again and be jealous." Pei Yu whispered close to his ear in a voice that only two people could hear.

Sheng Tang paused slightly, and lightly poked his palm when he took the water glass: "Stop laughing."

In the second game BP, N1 obviously realized that Sheng Tang must press death, and adjusted his thinking to limit MIG's Nakano, but MIG's countermeasures were also very simple, increasing the priority of the upper and lower lanes.

"I found that every team will ban his hero immediately after being defeated by Xiaotang." Song Xingyao propped his chin, "Our little devil in the middle lane is really too strong."

"What is the little devil king in the middle..." Sheng Tang was a little embarrassed, this is too middle school, "Let me take the card."

"The cards are fine. You don't need to play such a strong lane, just support the winger at six." The coach said.

In fact, Sheng Tang didn't play well as a functional mid laner in the arena. The Kalma game a year ago was enough to blow up the official blog.

However, in a game, all three lanes are C, which can easily lead to uneven resource distribution and delay the timing of the early lineup's strength, so generally a more versatile mid laner is added to balance resource distribution.

"Don't worry." Sheng Tang rubbed his fingertips, "My Karma is different from the card."

Vitee and Pen took the strong versions of Aphelios and Thresh. In the early stage, Pei Yu and Song Xingyao had been under the tower due to hero reasons.

But even though it is the line of resistance, Pei Yu's sword has not lagged behind, and even occasionally overtook Vitee.

"Carpe's personal ability is still very scary. The current version of the hammer combination is really strong. He can also suppress the Vitee knife. If the normal development quickly reaches the three-piece set, then MIG will be the first to usher in a strong lineup. Expect……"

As soon as the words fell, the card's big move appeared on the heads of the N1 bot lane duo. Vitee reacted instantly and dodged back, but a yellow card flew out of the grass and aimed at his head.

Song Xingyao flashed to follow up, Pei Yu immediately added output, Vitee's screen went gray, and the first drop of blood was thrown.

Ninth rushed to help, but Sheng Tang cut another yellow card and pressed aggressively at the mouth of the river, making it difficult for Leopard Girl to cross the thunderous pond.

Pen crossed flashes and escaped hastily, and MIG made a fantastic start.

"Nice!" The teenagers on the field burst into shouts.

The audience in the audience followed suit.

[666 This is the card master! 】

[Two yellow cards, let N1 hand over the first head and the first pioneer]

[Who said before the game that we, Cling, can't play functional mid laners!Come out and kowtow! 】

Sheng Tang successfully opened up the early stage, but Xiao Jiu's map control ability is not a vegetarian, so he quickly re-planned the jungle route, and strictly guarded against Sheng Tang's development in the middle lane, so that he could no longer have the first wave of roaming opportunities.

"It's not that I said, you are really difficult to deal with." Arika licked her lips, "Compared with Lang, he has a lot of 'insidious' style of play."

Sheng Tang lightly grinded his back molars: "Ah, yes."

Xiao Jiu's style is like this, if you don't make me comfortable, I won't make you feel better.

But today, it is obvious that MIG is in a better state. Although Sheng Tang was suppressed, Zhou Jianyuan quickly made another kill, leading the matchup by [-] knives, picking up the early rhythm and rolling the economic snowball .

In the later period, Xiaojiu grabbed the big dragon by himself to restore a little development opportunity for N1, but the mid laner with the line was seduced by Pei Yu, and Sheng Tang opened the big teleport to kill, tearing the gap and flattening the base.

"Congratulations to MIG for winning the next year's focus match! [-]-[-] without any risk!" The commentator was also amazed by the last wave of decision-making, "MIG's status has been adjusted after the year, I believe the fans are also relieved. "

Sheng Tang followed his teammates to N1 and shook hands one by one.

When approaching Xiao Jiu, Sheng Tang smiled brightly: "I'm sorry, I won."

Xiaojiu pursed her lips, and tightened her strength a little when shaking hands with him: "Alas."

"Hey, brother, it hurts." Sheng Tang pretended to be wronged, and patted him on the shoulder lightly, "There are still playoffs."

"The playoffs will definitely come back."

"Wait for you, brother."

Walking up to Vitee, AD's eyes were clear and bright, and Sheng Tang, who had just said harsh words in front of Xiao Jiu, suddenly restrained his smile.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Vitee shook his head and answered softly in English.

Arika could hear clearly in front of her, but her education level was limited, so she looked at Sheng Tang when she stepped off the stage: "What did he tell you?"

"Ah, he said you are so handsome." Sheng Tang gave a thumbs up, "Yeah."

"God damn it." Arika glared at him, "Are you just bullying your teammates for being uneducated?"

Sheng Tang smiled lightly.

Vitee said that he will win the next fight.

Song Xingyao was interviewed after today's game. After Sheng Tang put the peripherals in the lounge, he went to the backstage with the gifts in order to prepare.

"There are actually four male fans drawn today." Arika quietly turned to discuss with Sheng Tang.

Zhou Jianyuan flicked the side of his leg with a gift bag: "What's wrong with the male fan, do you have any problems with the male fan?"

"How dare I." Arika hugged herself tightly, "It's just that I haven't seen so many male fans in a long time."

When it came time to shake hands with fans, MIG players lined up and stood in the middle of the stage, and the host asked fans to come up one by one to take photos and get gifts.

The male fans are more casual, and almost all come up and brag about the players and teams, and then leave the stage after receiving their favorite gifts.

The last and only female fan came up with Carpe's support on her head, and bowed to the players first.

The five contestants also reacted quickly and nodded at her.

"Actually, I was at the scene for the two games a year ago, and today is the third game I watched offline. When I won the first game just now, I felt a lot in the audience and wrote a short composition impromptu." Powder is a little embarrassed.

The host kindly helped her hold the microphone: "There is actually a heart-warming composition."

Sheng Tang could tell that the female fan was very delicate, and his hands were shaking when he flipped through the draft in his pocket.

This is the fan competition. The emotions in the audience completely follow the game situation, and they are panicked when facing the players.

Obviously they are just a group of nerds playing e-sports, but they are deeply liked and supported by others.

How lucky.

"E-sports is always inseparable from winning or losing. The short-term joy of victory and the temporary pain of failure are the footprints left by you along the way. The career path is not long, but I hope that when you come to the end, you will look back and be able to No regrets. Whether you win or lose, the fans who really love you will always follow your back. MIG teenagers, please carry your blood and dreams and move forward bravely.”

The female fan was trembling at the end, but she insisted on reading this passage.

The five members of MIG didn't make eye contact, and they didn't prepare one, two, three, but they all bowed to the audience in unison after hearing the last sentence.

It was obviously just a very simple episode, and many fans in the audience were already red-eyed.

Some are old fans who have followed MIG for several years, watched the team's ups and downs, and now climbed to the top from underestimation.

There are also personal fans of the players, who are attracted by their operation and confidence, cheer for them, and sink together with them.

Obviously it was just a simple fan speech, and other teams also brought small essays to the stage, but MIG is currently the only team that makes fans feel that they are really listening to all their expectations.

Teams and players, why don't they never forget, and there must be echoes.

When returning to the base after all the interviews, Arika was sitting in the car, feeling a little bit emotional: "Oh, I guess it's really getting old and easy to be moved."

"Indeed, my eyes were full of tears when I came down." Zhou Jianyuan followed.

"Stop slandering me!" Arika rubbed her eyes quickly, "I'm sleepy!"

"Okay, okay." Zhou Jianyuan had an expression that everything you said was right.

Sheng Tang and Pei Yu were sitting in the front row, with headphones on, watching the game video on the team leader's ipad.

Wen Qi peeked between the cracks in the chair: "Damn, you two are so close together I thought you were in a relationship, but it's replaying?"

Pei Yu turned around and glanced at him: "Is there any problem?"

"No, your professionalism is worth my learning." Wen Qi cupped his fists.

Sheng Tang slowed down the speed, glanced back at Wen Qi, and faced the coach: "The next one is to play NES, right? They have played very flexibly with the wild core lineup recently..."

The fan's essay was like chicken blood. The entire MIG coaching staff was excited after the game. Seeing Sheng Tang taking the initiative to participate in the discussion, the coaches and analysts studied with him.

Wen Qi's attention also shifted from the distance between him and Pei Yu to the NES style of play, and the atmosphere in the car was in full swing.

And in a corner where no one noticed, under the schoolbag in front of Pei Yu, Sheng Tang's interlocking hands slightly tightened with his.