God Yan anchor has been sealed again

The time for the All-Star Game is fast approaching.

The All-Star Game will be held in City A, with European FEC (European Events Confederation), North American FNC (North American Championships Series), South American FSC (South American Championships Series), and Russian FRE (FIRE Russian Events Federation) four regional factions Star players form the top team and have arrived earlier.

A cultural and art stadium in City A.

There are still eight hours until the official opening, but fans and media are already crowded.The organizer has done a good job warming up, opening up some venues for tourists to visit, and they can also buy small light board aids, or players' souvenir books.The surrounding hotels were already full, and there were fans who couldn't book a ticket or get a room, and even prepared sleeping bags and tents.

All players travel in a low-key manner and take the dedicated safe passage.

The four of them from EGT took the subway and were expected to arrive at the latest.

Xuewei didn't have a subway card in this city, so they took him to get one first.

He had obviously never been to the subway station here, and he couldn't find the direction, so he went straight to the exit as soon as he entered the door.

Only then did the stubborn stone remember to ask him: "You will die without the subway for commuting in city A. How did you get here before?"

"Come here by train, and then take the bus." Xuewei said, "My hometown is very small and there is no subway."

The stubborn stone gradually understood: "Oh, so you haven't sat before?"

"I took the subway once before." Xuewei put her hands in her pockets, her voice did not fluctuate, "At that time, the people who were with me helped with it. I just follow him, I don't know the process."

"Then follow us, there is a seat here." Zhao Xiaoyi scratched his head, "It takes more than an hour to take the subway, can you bear it?"

After Xuewei ate barbecue with them that day, he vomited and diarrhea for several days in a row, which scared them so much that they almost had to carry him to the hospital to hang water.

It turned out that Xuewei seemed to be very experienced in this kind of thing. He found probiotics, montmorillonite powder and normal saline from the suitcase, and healed himself. He fell asleep every day, and there were no other major problems, so they reluctantly put it down. Come on.

"The online kills are so powerful, but the offline ones turned out to be the weakest." Wan Shi said, he still had some lingering fears.

The day before yesterday, he was in line with Xuewei, and his head was blown off.Who would have thought that a person who played so aggressively in the game would be so fragile in reality.

Everyone gave him their seats, and Xuewei didn't refuse. He found a seat by the railing and sat down, and then sat down.

In the past two days, he had lost weight again. Although he was still wrapped in a thick mass, his wrists were thinner again, and his pale fingers held the railing, as if they could be broken with just a light grip.

He leaned his head against the railing, and fell asleep for a while because of his discomfort.

Perhaps it was because the subway was wobbly, half asleep and half awake, he felt in a trance that he had returned to the past, the first time he took the subway.

It was in Germany, the European World Championships.That subway line is being renovated, it is a bit old, the car smells like paint, the light is very bright, and the car is rickety.

He sat on the seat and looked out the window. The man across from him was wearing a work jacket, his half-length hair was tied behind his head and tied into a small bun, his legs were upturned under the table, and he wore dark short boots.There were several stacks of papers on the desks of the two of them, densely written with tactics.

Perhaps it was because he was more withdrawn and silent than now, and he had a beautiful oriental face.The staff thought he came alone, asked him to check the ticket, and kept asking him if he was safe.

He raised his eyelids, looked over with dark eyes, and the man in front of him laughed, his peach blossom eyes were bright and affectionate, and told the staff in the local language, "This kid is with me."

The man seemed to know a little bit of strange languages. He spoke German with English and Chinese, and he actually chatted with others, and he was able to make them understand what he meant.

From "FIRE is a very good game" to "Do you watch the World Championship", the man chatted excitedly, and even said a few words "yes, yes", the staff was dazed by him, and asked them for autographs .

"Do you want mine too?" Xue Wei was looking out the window until the man pushed the piece of paper in front of him.

The man said, "Yeah."

He glanced at the signature value, and it was written in English with flamboyant characters.

CHN. Pretty.

At that time, there was no national team, and China did not even have a professional league. Because the agent had a copyright dispute with the "fire" official, this popular game around the world could not be launched locally for a very long time.

He pulled the cap off.

His ID at that time was [ICE], ice and snow.

He looked at his handwriting and wrote slowly.

【CHN. Ice】

"Well... Excuse me, are you professional players?"

Xuewei raised her eyes and was aroused by a question.

He raised his head, only to find a couple standing in front of him. The girl held up her mobile phone and timidly asked the stubborn stone, but her eyes fell on Xuewei.

The couple are both wearing cultural support shirts with painted stickers on their faces, the girl has a national flag on her face, and the boy has a black and gold rose on his side face.

The Chinese team, and most of them are Wen Man's personal fans.

Zhao Xiaoyi said, "Yes."

"Ah! Let me just say, I have an impression. He played the first spring game last year. At that time, I felt that you were the most fierce assaulter in the league." The girl actually remembered the stubborn stone, she was a little excited, "I used to be on the EGT team pink."

They were all a little embarrassed.

Formerly a team fan.

Now the EGT team sells 12 official merchandise per month, which may be gathered by the family members of one of the team members.

But the boys and girls in front of them may be a little older than them, and there is only pure excitement and joy in their eyes.

"Long time no see, you guys are going to play in the All-Star Game too! Looking forward to seeing you!" the girl asked, "Can I take a picture for you? Keep it as a souvenir."

"Okay." Said the stubborn stone.

They have no face.In the league, failing to make it to the playoffs is a disgrace, and a team that can only play as a sparring partner is sorry for the audience. They used to think that being insulted, disappointed, and blamed was the most painful thing, but now they know , No one pays attention is the most painful.

Because that means that they are no longer expected by anyone.

The girl took half a step back, adjusted her posture, and several people got closer for her to take pictures.

Xuewei was still leaning against the railing and fainted, Dangdang sat next to him, leaned towards him, and put his arm around his shoulder to make a comparison.

"Dude, look at the camera."

Xuewei then raised his eyes to look at the camera.

He is also fully armed today, and the scarf is inconvenient to wear. He is wearing a high-necked windproof down jacket, a small black leather hat, and a black mask.The black color, on the contrary, set off his cold brown hair, and the black and white eyes.The eyelashes are long and curled, like a winter-themed retro china doll strayed into the scene.

Soon, the group photo of EGT members in the subway was posted on the nearby real-time channel.

Many of the people who came here by this route were going to watch the All-Star Game. Since yesterday, some people have been posting photos of the venue one after another, as well as pictures of encountering professional players.

Hot list 1: [I met the Big Three of the national team near the underground passage!Team Wen, ALAN and the bishop, but it's a pity that we couldn't take a closer photo through the cordon! 】

In the picture, Alan looked over, with a face poked there blankly.

Wen Man turned sideways to the camera, lowered his head slightly, as if he was talking to the head coach.

He was wearing a very simple fall team uniform, with a singlet underneath and a sport coat casually slung over his shoulders.The dark green earrings hang down, matched with those sharp peach blossom eyes, showing a bit of wildness and ruffianism.Beside him, students who also wore the national team uniform gathered in twos and threes.

The picture was very blurry, but it reached the top as soon as it was released.

"I heard that the captain broke his leg, let's see it for the first time."

"Sisters, go to the scene to watch, the scene is so handsome! At that time, many people went to say hello to him, and the Wen team passed by me. I didn't say a word. The aura is too strong. Already!!"

……

The second most popular was a picture posted by SSQ, with no accompanying text, and a large number of fans were dispatched.

The third most popular is the team photo of EGT.

The little sister posted a blog post: [I met the EGT team on the subway with my boyfriend!They were so nice and cooperative and let us take pictures! 】

"EGT? Familiar but can't remember, is there such a team in the league?"

"Supporting team! Those who played in the playoffs two years ago, their rankings are not low."

"Wow, other teams pick them up in luxury cars, but they actually take the subway... It's so miserable, I'll pay attention."

"Is the handsome guy Zuo Yi leaning against the railing also from their team?"

"Yes, damn it, don't tell me I didn't notice, he has good eyes."

In the picture, the young man is fully armed. Just looking at the shape of the face and the pair of almond eyes, they are so beautiful that it makes people's heart beat.

"Who is he? Within 1 minute, I want to know his ID!!!"

"I don't know, sister. Their official account stopped updating two years ago. I know only one of them who played in the playoffs, and I don't know the other three at all!"

"It can only be one of those three, yee, duang, and now."

"Let's rule out Now first. If he looks so good-looking, he will definitely not dare to show his face in the live broadcast. I will make a blind guess."

"Then let me blindly guess a yee? Yee is only eighteen this year, so it should be a little younger. I've made the bet!!"

Another person suggested: "Maybe they are not professional brothers at all, maybe their family members. We all know that NOW has gone to the national team, so they should not stay in EGT. They may be someone's Internet addicted brother..."

There are endless debates on the Internet, and the heat is rising again and again. So far, no one has guessed right, because the initial general direction was wrong.

The EGT crowd finally arrived at the venue half an hour before the opening.

Xuewei was not feeling well - he also fainted on the subway.When the four entered the arena, the lights of the arena were switched on, and the stage performance was in place.

Zhao Xiaoyi flashlighted all the way, shouting "Excuse me", dragging Xuewei through the crowd.

After sitting down, Zhao Xiaoyi suddenly realized something, his heart almost stopped beating.

He said to Xuewei in a breathy voice: "Nao-nao, in front of us is the European FEC, I saw the name on their seat, in front of us is Dao Shen, knife!!!"

"Noisy?"

Xuewei curled up on the seat, her fingertips pressed against her stomach.Hearing Zhao Xiaoyi talking to him, Xuewei raised her eyes and smiled: "Well, I know, ask him for an autograph later."

"If Nao Nao is not feeling well, let me take you home first?" Zhao Xiaoyi said while staring at the center of the arena.

Xue Wei shook her head: "I won't go back. I also want to watch the opening ceremony."

"Well, if you feel uncomfortable again, remember to tell me." Zhao Xiaoyi's voice was quiet, he was still looking around, "Naonao, the second national team is on the lower left of us, you can get familiar with it first."

"Let me look for the first national team... Oh, it's also diagonally opposite. But it seems that they are all students, and Wenshen is not here." Zhao Xiaoyi looked again, "I found it! There is his name in the guest seat, and he is away from it." The director's nearest location. I'll play later."

Xuewei didn't listen too carefully.

The spasmodic pain in his stomach did not go away, it was always throbbing indistinctly, which could only be relieved by bending over and the hot water cup in his arms.

After the gorgeous performance, the all-star lineup will be introduced next.

The music started, and a holographic projection was released on the glare stage, which was too big to be seen at a glance. Gorgeous motion effects burst out of the air. The figure on the ground leaped into the air, shot back in the air, and a thick black fog burst out in the distance.

There was deafening cheering and screaming in the arena.

"Sword God! Sword God!"

"This is the wonderful lore shot by Knife, the world's top free agent, in the finals of the World Championship. He is the core of the team, the eyes of the team, and he has a panoramic view of everything on the field. Every bullet of his is priceless Information gun, he is the nightmare of 99% of snipers in the global league. The European FEC championship dynasty was created by him."

The lights come on, and the knife himself briefly emerges from the darkness.

On the stage, the lights were turned off again, leaving only a small light, showing the audience the bullet marks just now—following the place where the bullet passed through, the air was torn apart, and the black mist gradually expanded into a vortex.

In the black mist, an M82A1 appeared. Even on the stage, this gun already has a shocking visual power based on its shape alone-the strongest fire penetration, the only one in "FIRE" that has penetrating damage so far gun.

Flames spewed out from the muzzle of the gun, and the owner of the gun couldn't see his face clearly for a while, but a group of people in the distance had already fallen to the ground.

The cheers in the venue reached the climax, and the audience in the back row even stood up uncontrollably, spraying fireworks paper into the sky, and the scene was once crazy.

"This year, and for the first time in the history of the league --"

Before the commentary was introduced, the voices of the people below had almost flooded the stands.

"Pretty! Pretty!"

"In the match point game of the semi-finals, he fell into a 1V4 endgame. He was alone. A shot pierced through four people in the mist, ended the game directly, and won the match point. Everyone knows his name. If The sniper has the apex, and he is the apex that is absolutely irreversible. If his goal is to open up the "fire" dynasty here, then we have to say that he alone is already a CHNC ("FIRE" Chinese Professional League) Dynasty. His enemies called him—the cold black mist of battle."

The M82A1 was gently put away, and the man stepped out of the black mist, with the lights illuminating his perfect face.

Like a god, the whole person is shining.

Wen Man raised his hand to signal, and smiled slightly.

……

The opening ceremony introduced the players and representative scenes in turn, followed by the process of the next few days.

Although there is no substantive content, the scene alone is shocking enough.

After the process was over, the venue lights turned on, and Zhao Xiaoyi was still slumped on the seat and sweating: "You are so handsome, so handsome, my scalp is numb. I will watch the replay of the live broadcast again when I go back. This year's organizer is very generous."

Xuewei held her stomach and stood up: "I'll go to the tea room, you go back first."

The hot water in his hand was already cold, and the heating in the venue was fully turned on, but he still felt cold.

There was also a cordon at the backstage, and Xuewei was stopped by the staff, who took out his ID card on his chest for a long time before being let in.

Xuewei removed a piece of strawberry white chocolate and put it in his mouth, freeing his hand to catch the boiling water.

At this moment, a person came beside him, making cocoa powder, Xue Wei glanced at him, and the other person was a silver-haired, blue-eyed man who was very tall.

Sword god, knife.

He glanced at him, and the other glanced at him.

Knife froze for a moment, then said in blunt Chinese: "You are..."

Xuewei took the hot water and held it in her hand, glanced at him, left without saying a word.

"Knife, what are you looking at?" Behind him, his teammates came over and called him, "Go eat."

"I'm looking at a person. I have an impression of him, even though I've only seen him once." Knife suddenly asked, "Where is Pretty? He was here just now, I want to ask him. I definitely saw the one just now." Junior, just at the European World Championships, many years ago."

His teammates looked around and shrugged: "I don't know, it seems that they were still here just now, and their people seem to have gone out first."

Everyone in the professional circle knows that Knife and Pretty have a very good personal relationship, even if they fight to the death and restrain each other in the arena.At that time, the European FEC offered a sky-high price to buy Wenman, so they entrusted knife to lobby, but they didn't succeed.

Xuewei walked outside.

The thermal insulation coating of his thermos cup is a bit broken, and it is very hot in the hand, and it is almost impossible to move it. He can only hang two fingers on the edge of the cup lid and wait for it to cool down.

The hotel is not far from here, and it is easy to walk. From the backstage, there is a safe passage leading directly to the parking lot behind the hotel. People from other teams take this road.

At this time, there are few people on this road, only a few sporadic staff are left.There is a very narrow alley in front of the passage entrance.

Xuewei approached the alley, and heard vague voices inside.

"I'm not taking up your working time, I'm asking, you really never had this idea?" The girl's voice sounded soft and aggrieved, with a bit of choking, "They all persuaded me, but I just wanted to do this, I I quit my job and came to work in the game industry, because you said it was too far away before, but now I am close to you, what is your answer?"

It seems that I accidentally met someone else's confession scene.

Xuewei didn't have the habit of feeling sorry for such things, he held the thermos cup and walked forward at a faster pace.

"Feel sorry."

The man's voice is very low, very idle and magnetic.

Xuewei's footsteps stopped slightly.

He saw the people inside—a girl in a little dress, and a man.

The man was leaning against the wall, wearing a sports coat and holding a cigarette in his hand. The gleam in his peach eyes was very obvious in the night.

When Xuewei passed by him, she smelled the aroma of lime on his body.

He lowered his head and buried his face in the neckline, gripped the thermos with his fingertips, and held it tighter.

"Hey you."

A man's voice suddenly came from behind him, and the protagonist of the incident suddenly left the scene.

At first, Xuewei didn't know that he was calling him, until a hand clasped his wrist.

Xuewei turned her head and met a pair of deep peach blossom eyes.

"Which team is it, where is the ID card?"