God Yan anchor has been sealed again

"Don't blow it up, don't blow it up. Over the years, the Wen team has chosen as many people as possible. Every time they choose, they have to blow it up. Is it normal for the national team to choose people? He is the captain, and he doesn't choose people himself. What else can I do?"

"The person chosen by Wenshen himself can still be allowed to stay in EGT. Think about the little P God of the first team now, that is the real person who was personally handed down by Wenshen. Everyone is not optimistic about it, the Wen team insisted on going their own way and directly let him start in the World Championships, and he also won the personal MVP at that time."

"There is also a team of free agents now. The team who played snipers back then directly forced him to transfer to free agents."

"According to this, all the youth training students are selected by the Wen team. After all, the captain of the youth training list has to look over it. It is Pretty's responsibility to select people, so don't make up your mind."

However, with this battle, the popularity of Xuewei's live broadcast suddenly skyrocketed. It's not the opening time period, but his live broadcast room has already flooded with a large group of people, who can watch the replay and chat on the public screen.

"I heard it's a lone wolf anchor, is that true?"

"Very lone wolf."

"Only money can make him talk."

"The Wen team is fine too."

"Correction, only Qian and Team Wen can make him speak. When he is in a good mood, he will occasionally reward him with a few words. The voice is quite nice."

"Have you turned on the voice changer?" Someone clicked in and listened. "Grass, why does it sound nice? Can this effect be brought out during the voice change period? Listening to the voice, I feel like a handsome young man, still a little tender."

"Is the anchor handsome?"

"I don't know, I've never seen him show his face."

"It's probably ugly, forget it, pay attention first. This kind of shocking operation is hard to see in the fish pond game. I will put a bench here first. When the anchor is in the World Championship, you guys remember to play I."

"If you want to eat farts, this kind of show-style play can't even play in the domestic league. He is a showman in low-scoring games, but what's the use if he doesn't use teamwork? This is a team game."

"Has the anchor joined the national team? The first team or the second team?"

There are also fans of Mingxu who are angry: "Oh, you have joined the national team. You really have to walk behind your back. Mingxu is stepping on us to take the top position."

……

A few days before the start of the All-Star Game, Xuewei has been playing live broadcast, while the rest of EGT have entered the extra training mode.

At three o'clock in the morning, the EGT club was brightly lit.

Dangdang walked in with a barbecue takeaway, and the other three took off their headsets for the time being, only Xuewei was still concentrating on his sandbox training.

He has already downloaded it, and sandbox training has gradually become his daily routine.

Pretty has not been online these days.The last time he logged into his account was a week ago.

Zhao Xiaoyi made a stretching motion: "My waist is almost broken, so I'm going to eat something."

Xuewei said, "I don't have anything."

"We ordered it for you, come, come, this squid mustard is amazing, spicy and refreshing, and the mutton skewers are double spicy."

"Can he eat spicy food?"

"It's possible, even a pancake is twice as spicy, and it's human beings who can't be seen by appearances."

Water droplets condensed on the takeaway box, and the hot air burst out with a fragrance, a very fresh fragrance.The three of them sat down in groups in front of the coffee table, you squeezed me and I squeezed yours.

Xuewei turned her head to look, then looked at the sandbox page, and finally left from the table and went to eat with them.

His character stopped in that room, and the snow was falling all over the sky.

Xuewei sat down cross-legged, sniffed, picked up chopsticks and prepared to eat.

He looked a bit cautious, as if he was mustering up the courage to try some poisonous food.

The stubborn stone handed him the skewers, and Zhao Xiaoyi was looking at his mobile phone: "Block A, 16th Floor, Area E... Comrades, the team's accommodation map of the competition committee has come out. We are on the 16th floor. Two people share a room, which is just right."

"Block A, Block E?" Dangdang picked up the fried noodles with chopsticks, and asked in confusion, "Aren't the rooms in Block C, Block D a few years ago, I will recognize the way."

Stubborn Stone said: "There may be some changes. In the first half of last year, six of us shared a room... I remember that the head coach and manager were all crowded together. Later, the organizer told us that the room was not enough. , Coach Alan gave up his room, so we have a place to sleep."

Dangdang leaned over: "Who is the opposite of us? Our room was next to SSQ in the autumn competition last year, and we were so noisy that we couldn't fall asleep."

"They won the championship that day, so of course they will have a carnival all night." Wanshi said coldly.

Zhao Xiaoyi raised his mobile phone: "Brothers, this time we are next door and opposite to the national team. SSQ is on the same floor as us, but at the other end of the corridor, far away."

"The national team? Then I can sleep well." Dangdang let out a long breath.

Zhao Xiaoyi put the phone on the table and continued to eat, Xuewei also leaned over to take a look.

He was still holding a skewer of uneaten mutton skewers in his hand, and there was a twist on the top of his jet-black hair, a pinch of which was lifted up, and it was poked straight in front of people's eyes.

The area of ​​each team has been divided, and only the area is painted in different color blocks. The national team has several color blocks, which are distributed on the 16th and 17th floors. I don’t know which side is Team 1 and which side It is 2 teams.

The coaching staff has another rest area, but generally not too far away.

"Hello, the national team. The children in it are of high quality. It seems that the team is very strict. They must go to bed on time after nine o'clock, and they don't even allow snacks." Zhao Xiaoyi suddenly looked at it with a strange smile. Xuewei, "Hurry up and cherish your time in EGT, you won't have such a nourishing life when you go to the national team."

On the other side, Dangdang was also swiping his phone while eating: "Hey, I found you, Meng Naonao."

Snow raised her head slightly.

Dangdang turned the phone and showed him the push page - it was an article from a marketing account, the title was [Another newcomer to the national server, Wang Genius Sniper?Had a conflict with Mingxu. 】

Clicking in, it’s all about Mingxu’s introduction, and he mentioned this: “Recently, Mingxu met a certain passer-by king in the national server in a solo queue in SSQ, and the two had conflicts. Regarding Mingxu’s character, there was also a lot of controversy. dispute……"

He just said one sentence in the [-]-word marketing account manuscript.

Zhao Xiaoyi said: "Use you to whitewash him and deceive fans of passers-by. I don't have any fans. After reading the science popularization of those little girls, I almost know the operation of their planning department."

After reading it, Xuewei retracted and continued to eat.A few people ate mutton skewers, Malatang, and chatted over iced Coke. After a few rounds, they would be full.

He was full and sleepy, and didn't intend to continue practicing. He just stood up when Dangdang suddenly reminded him: "Your screen animation moved, it seems that someone is looking for you."

Xue turned his head slightly, on the screen, there was still heavy snow, and his character hangs there quietly. Every seven or eight seconds, he will perform a gun inspection action, raise the Galil-AR in his hand, the golden color on it The rose sticker shimmers in the cold light.

Since it was the first perspective, he didn't see anyone near him. Xuewei walked over holding the Coke can, and clicked the third perspective.

The camera zoomed out, and a man in black appeared beside him.

Wenman's usual character shape, a work jacket and black boots, and a T-shaped black and gold joker mask on his face.

message on the lower left.

[Map page] CHN.Pretty: "Are you there?"

[Map page] CHN.Pretty: "So it's not there."

The messages were all sent 15 minutes ago, when Xuewei was having a barbecue with other people.

[Map page] CHN.Pretty used the [touch head] action on you

[Map Page] CHN.Pretty used the [Touch] action on you

[Map Page] CHN.Pretty used spray paint on you.

[Map page] CHN.Pretty erased spray paint.

In the third perspective, the man in the black mask is still playing there, holding a can of spray paint in his hand, and draws a bunch of colorful things at his feet. Look carefully, there are a few roses and a few piglets.

There is also a cloud with a bored expression drawn, and a dialog box with the word Boring (boring) written next to it.

Xuewei put her finger on the mouse, looked at the person on the screen, and did not move for a while.

Wen Man suddenly stopped.

Snowflakes flowed one after another, slowly covering the spray paint between the two of them.

[Map Page] CHN.Pretty: "Are you back?"

At this moment, the man wearing the black gold mask glanced up, as if he was staring at him through the screen.

Xuewei moved her fingertips slightly, but did not touch the mouse.

He breathes softly.

In the picture, his character is still on the hook, turning around from time to time, snowflakes drift across his eyebrows, close in front of his eyes, as if he can feel the cool and moist touch.

[Map Page] CHN.Pretty: "I should go."

[Map page] CHN.Pretty: "I want to talk to you."

[Map page] CHN.Pretty: "GLHF, make trouble."

(goodluckandhavefun, peace and joy)

System prompt: [CHN.Pretty] has left the room.

Friend channel reminder: Your friend [CHN.Pretty] is offline.

Xue Wei turned the camera to look at the spray paint on the ground, the heavy snow mixed with the colorful spray paint, it was not ugly at all.

He also dug out a can of spray paint from the system in his equipment.Write "GLHF." on the ground.

F5 saves the screenshot.

Then, he secretly sent the screenshot to his mobile phone, and then deleted the screenshot from the background.