Chapter 283: I'm friends with him

Mu Lingfeng said this very levelly.

The European home stadium, the European media, if you praise the atmosphere of the scene, then I think the European audience will be very satisfied with this report.

Although both of them were going to be deafened.

Sure enough, Fucha heard this answer, and his face was full of proud smiles.

"Our audience in Europe is definitely one of the most enthusiastic audiences." Fucha said: "I think I should write this sentence of the wind god just now into the manuscript as it is. What did you think of each team's performance today? ”

"Of course, don't think about it, I promise with my personality that this is just my personal issue, and I won't report it like some bad journalists." Fucha knew that he had asked too much of the question, and patted his chest: "I'm also an AD player myself, my favorite team is T1, and my favorite player is Fengshen!" I just wanted to hear about the two of you to understand the game to increase my knowledge. ”

It's a difficult question.

Although Fucha said so, they were not stupid enough to believe it.

But being idle is also idle, and to talk a little, as long as you don't say too much about the bad parts, it's not too much.

Let's talk about the merits!

What the? What are the advantages of TNT, you ask?

At least they didn't cry, and they even had a good time, isn't that the biggest plus?

And in some previous interviews, I will actually ask the contestants what you think of so-and-so opponents.

So the two of them thought about it, and said a word, but they wanted to chat with friends, and each team chatted a few words.

"I want to ask - I know that Y and OG both have a good relationship." Fucha asked, "Regarding the report on the OG part, I can include some of your opinions?" As you know, the audience wasn't in a good mood when the OG lost the first game, and if it was written that you guys would stand up and encourage the OG, I think they would be happy to see it. ”

"No problem."

"There is another very critical question, and I think this question is also something that you LPL viewers want to know very much." Fucha sold a pass: "The official staff of kg said before that after kg absolutely formed a sparring team, the first one to find it was Fengshen, and the other four players were all found by Fengshen himself." So why can you find Y in the jungler position? You know, there are countless teams in EU who have invited Y, but all of them have been rejected by him. And after he returned to China, he did not join any LPL team. ”

This question did bother many people after knowing that Fang Ying came to France.

Fang Ying didn't join the LPL, but joined the sparring group, which is a bit contradictory.

"Quite simply, I didn't join the professional team because I didn't think I was strong enough right now." Fang Ying said: "Profession and rank are two concepts, and my good rank does not mean that my game strength is very good. The second is that I'm trying to build my own team, although it may take a little bit longer. I also tend to be a coach rather than a player. As for me, I came this time with a completely learning attitude, and I didn't want to cause any trouble. Like you said, I haven't given any interviews before. ”

"Understood, understood!" Fucha said: "I will write this passage in as it is. So how did the god of wind invite us y? ”

"Because I'm friends with him." Mu Lingfeng said.

"Friends?"

"Very good friend, I've known each other for many years."

Fucha's eyes lit up.

As the saying goes, it's a full story.

"What kind of friends? As far as I know, you two shouldn't have had any contact before, right? So how did you meet, is it convenient to say? ”

"Who said we weren't in touch?" Mu Lingfeng glanced at Fang Ying: "But let's talk about this later." ”

"No problem." Fucha nodded: "Then may I ask, is Fengshen sorry that his team couldn't come to MSI?" And whether Y is looking forward to playing on such a stage. ”

"How can you not regret it." Mu Lingfeng smiled bitterly: "No professional player can refuse such a stage." But kg defeated us, and they deserved to be on this stage. ”

"My words ......" Fang Ying scratched his head, "Of course I want to stand up and try it." It's just—alas......"

Coincidentally, it was the voice of the English narrator who drowned out the chatter of several people.

So everyone at the same time focused on the big screen of the OB.

At this time, the time has come to more than ten minutes, in the battle for the second fire dragon group, OG was caught and killed first, 4v5 played for nearly half a minute, and finally played a wave of 1 for 5, and the group wiped out TNT.

"OG is still strong!" Mu Lingfeng and Fang Ying said.

Although the opponent is a wild card team, but you are also a professional player, you have 4v5 in the early stage, and only one support died, which is not something that all teams can do.

"Indeed, MSI is getting more and more exciting this time."

"Then I won't bother you two for now." Fucha said, he suddenly had a plan: "But can I get the contact information of one of you?" Thank you for your time. If there are still people who maliciously smear the two of you in the future, or if the two of you have something to say on the Internet, I will definitely be on call. ”

"Okay, add mine." Fang Ying did not refuse, and added contact information to each other with the happy Fucha.

In a foreign country, it is inevitable that there will be a place to get the media.

If Fucha's manuscript is really as trustworthy as he said, then multiple friends are always good.

"Thank you, thank you!" "If you don't mind, I can bring you some local food, I'm a real Parisian," Fucha said. ”

"That's a good feeling." After Fang Ying translated the words to Mu Lingfeng, Mu Lingfeng's eyes lit up.

Yes, this interview is all based on Fang Ying's translation in the middle.

Mu Lingfeng can say something, but it doesn't mean that he can understand.

"Goodbye then!" Fucha waved his hand and left in style.

This time he had enough information, and there was no need to keep pestering and annoying.

He didn't need to interview anyone else.

Now the top priority is to go back to the computer and start sorting out the materials and starting the draft, and strive to send out the first nutritious local manuscript of the day's competition.

Thinking about it, he still looked back at the two of them unsatisfied.

I saw Fang Ying and Mu Lingfeng, both of whom watched the game silently.

Presumably, they all have their own agendas.

One is Mu Lingfeng, who obviously has terrifying strength and popularity, but can't play the championship result he wants most.

One is Fang Ying, who refused to invite him and would rather build his own team from scratch but had no choice but not to play.

Both of their upper bodies were slightly bent, and the light in the center of the scene in front of them hit their side faces, reflecting so much unwillingness and longing.

Fucha felt he understood.

He felt that he could not read.

With his normal life of engaging in his favorite journalist profession after graduating from school, he can't understand the state of mind of the two.

It's just that it's uncomfortable to watch.

"Give me the camera."

"Huh?"

Fucha didn't say much, and snatched the camera from his companion's hand, for fear of missing this picture.

"Click!"

He will treasure this photo.

I think there will come a time when he understands enough and he can read it.