Chapter Ninety-One: Far Away

The night is getting darker, and there was a slight light outside at the beginning of their game, but now, if it weren't for the various lights around them, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to see their fingers.

It was rare to look up at the moonlight, but the heavy clouds that suddenly drifted in out of nowhere concealed the moon with a faint golden light.

"You say, the moon reflects a bright golden light, why is the moon in the game silver?"

Lin Xuanxiang said this sentence in a daze, and after a long time, a faint voice replied:

"Perhaps, what she is after is the white light......"

Everyone didn't care about the answer to the bull's head, but quietly followed the person who walked in front, and walked into a small shop that was not very inconspicuous.

"Remember the last time we were here?"

Lou Hao, who was the first to sit down, smiled and waved his hand to signal everyone to sit down, and asked softly.

"Beginning of the season...... Well, the night I lost the first friendlie...... Right? ”

He Ming lazily slumped in his seat, his head resting on the backrest behind him, and replied without a word.

Several other people sat down one after another, and the originally lively and cheerful team members all looked preoccupied at this time, with their heads down and gloomy faces, and the atmosphere was a little scary.

Lou Hao didn't order, but first asked the waiter to take eight bottles of beer, opened them one by one, and pushed them to the position in front of everyone in order, saying, "Everyone drinks this bottle of wine first, and if you can't finish it within two minutes, you won't be allowed to go back to the hotel." ”

After speaking, Lou Hao took the lead in picking up the wine bottle in front of him and drank it up, and couldn't help but make a hideous expression after drinking, and after shouting "cool", he turned around and asked the waiter for another bottle.

Lou Hao is famous for saying anything, and at this time, his coaches have already drunk all the wine, and as team members, they naturally have no reason to ignore it.

Lin Xiao, who had a good amount of wine, and Zheng Ye also raised their heads and finished a whole bottle of wine in one breath, the weather outside was ten degrees below zero, and at this time, the cold wine entered the throat, Lin Xiao not only felt a trace of discomfort, but his mood was also slowly cheerful under the washing of alcohol.

The amount of alcohol of the other people is not good, drinking one sip at a time, Lin Xuanxiang, who usually does not drink a drop of alcohol, is even more exaggerated, every time he takes a sip of wine, his brows have to be wrinkled, Lin Xiao has already finished one sip, and Lin Xuanxiang has drunk less than a quarter.

"Okay, okay, if you drink the whole bottle, I guess you'll lose your brain!"

Lou Hao smiled and waved his hand to signal everyone to stop, paused, and said softly, "Do you have anything to say about the game?" ”

After a long silence, Lin Xiao sighed slightly and said softly, "I tried my best, I haven't beaten before...... I can only say that next time I will come on......"

In the first round of the semifinals of the Wukang City Championship, the Beiyun team played against the Wuling team, and finally the Beiyun team defeated the Wuling team with a total score of 3-2 and advanced to the final.

In the last game, both sides successfully got the lineup they were most familiar with, and the early line also ended in five or five, but when the overall battle situation developed in the direction of late operation, the martial arts team slowly showed some drawbacks.

The most commendable thing about the Beiyun team is definitely not the personal strength of Ke Shaobei or Deng Ming, but the execution of the team's decision-making and the overall combat ability of the team.

The martial arts team that likes to fight the most does not forget to operate the Beiyun team when it encounters a fight, and the Beiyun team is naturally not the opponent of the martial arts team in terms of laning ability alone, but compared to various resources and vision and other operational technologies, the martial spirit team, is still far behind.

The last game ended in a dull game, the early line of the two sides each produced only one head, and the resources of the wild area were roughly half each, but with the twenty minutes of the dragon refreshed, the generals of the Beiyun team moved one after another, and the martial arts team, which was still slightly deficient in terms of cooperation, was suddenly chaotic, and the line was pressed forward all the way, and the wild monster resources were lost one by one, and the vision of the wild area fell into darkness one by one, and finally in the almost suffocating operation rhythm of the Beiyun team, The economic gap between the two sides continued to widen, and finally a wave of team battles broke out on the high ground of the martial arts team that was inexplicably pushed on the military line, two for five, and the remaining three people did not spare the slightest hand, and directly bulldozed the martial arts team base in a wave and ended the game.

No one expected that the two teams that played the first four games with lightning sparks would end in such a dull way in the most important fifth game.

There are even many viewers who don't know why the Wuling team inexplicably and cleverly fell into a disadvantage, was inexplicably pushed to the high ground, and then inexplicably lost the game......

The old king put on his own glory, and the new king still failed to complete this breakthrough......

"Any other ideas besides this?"

"I feel like we have no problem playing, losing is losing, and the skills are not at home......"

Although he didn't take a few sips of wine, Lin Xuanxiang's cheeks, which were already extremely poor, were still slightly flushed, and his tone was much higher than the dullness at the beginning.

"Where's Qingya?"

Lou Hao nodded, and set his eyes on the most junior player of the martial arts team.

"I feel like I still have a lot of room for improvement...... A lot of times I always feel like I can beat the other side, but every time I get an advantage, I always lose it somehow...... I feel that the responsibility lies with me, if it is Brother Ye, maybe ......"

Lou Hao waved his hand to interrupt Lu Qingya's words, and he couldn't help but feel a little more distressed in his eyes when he looked at this young man.

It can be said that among all the players in the martial arts team, Lu Qingya is the youngest, but the pressure on his body is the greatest.

At the beginning, Zheng Ye has been the starting list of the martial arts team, and if it weren't for Zheng Ye's last timely rescue, the martial arts team might not even be able to get a place in the playoffs, but after entering the playoffs, his newcomer, who repeatedly made mistakes in the regular season, was suddenly given a heavy responsibility, and his appearances in the first two rounds had surpassed Zheng Ye, and he even let himself play five games in the final semifinals, and the team's meritorious list was pressed on the bench.

"Do you think you don't deserve so many scenes?"

Lou Hao asked with a smile.

Lu Qingya didn't speak, just nodded quietly.

"Do you know, all five chances in the semi-finals are given to you, it was Zheng Ye's suggestion to me, and after discussion with the other five team members, it was unanimously approved."

Lou Hao's words were like thunder on the ground, and they exploded directly in Lu Qingya's heart.

"We still have a lot of problems as a team, even if we can really beat the North Cloud team and then win the championship and go back to school with honors, what's next? How do we solve the problems in our team? Having won the championship, do you really have the heart to reflect on it? ”

Zheng Ye said in a rare voice, "There is a national competition behind the City Competition, and all the league champions gathered there are league champions from various places, to put it bluntly, they are all at the same level as the Beiyun team, we have a team with a lot of problems, how far do you think we can go?" ”

"I'll be a senior next season, and the position of the top laner of the martial arts team is your Lu Qingya, so at that time, when the coach said that I would play the first game in the semifinals, I refused, and I hope to leave this most precious opportunity to you and the future of the martial arts team."

"It is only under pressure that we can grow!"

Looking at Zheng Ye, who was talking with a wine bottle, He Ming's eyes were a little strange.

I've known this guy for two years, and it seems like the first time I've said so many things at once......

"I was persuaded to come back by Coach Lou in the regular season, and I had already told him at that time that if we can really qualify for the playoffs, then I hope to give more opportunities to Qingya instead of me."

"Our Martial Spirits...... Now it should be said that it is your martial arts team, the ambition is not here, but in the distance! ”

Listening to such encouraging words, Lin Xiao's heart was a little more calm, but as if he suddenly remembered something, his head sank, and he unconsciously glanced to the right, and then hurriedly withdrew his gaze, not daring to look at the people over there.

Suddenly, a slender hand suddenly lifted up and silently landed on Lin Xiao's hand, clenching it violently, as if he was afraid that this hand would escape.

Lin Xiao's face turned red, and he subconsciously glanced to the right, it was a person with a good enough appearance to captivate the city, looking at himself silently, and his shallow smile was full of warmth.