Chapter 282 comes from an interview with a European press

The group stage is divided into two rounds, each round of fifteen rounds, and is played over three days.

That's five games a day.

After T1 took EM, the crowd cheered again.

Because the protagonist in their eyes is about to appear!

As the host team, OG adheres to the choice of starting and first.

The program team thought very well, first burst EM at the beginning, raised the morale of the audience, and then abused a wild card at the end, so that the audience felt that the trip was worthwhile, which could make the next few rounds of ticket sales more popular.

It's just that they never expected to suffer Waterloo in the first set.

But it doesn't matter.

You can't roll over when you hit a wild card, right?

The audience has accumulated enthusiasm for an afternoon, and the first set was not given, just like a family call you when the exercise was intense, and the eggs hurt.

After a few hours, even if it is any system, the protection mode has been lifted and it has come back to good.

So when the five players of OG appeared again, they were greeted with applause from the home field.

Deafening!

There is an ancient singing voice, and it has been gone for three days.

Today, there was a cheer to lift Fang Ying's skull, and it was estimated that he would be stunned after three days.

"Quack, croak, croak." Mu Lingfeng smiled at Fang Ying and said.

It's just that Fang Ying hadn't read the lip language, and he didn't know what this birdman was crazy about, so he suddenly stopped talking.

"Huh?" Fang Ying responded to Mu Lingfeng with a strong sigh.

"Quack, Quack, Quack!"

"Are you dumb?" Fang Ying shouted loudly.

Mu Lingfeng was helpless, and put his mouth to Fang Ying's ear:

"I said, do you think the atmosphere is good now?"

A loud voice suddenly exploded in Fang Ying's ears.

The scalp is numb, but that's it.

It's just, doesn't he know if the atmosphere is good or not?

The two of them couldn't hear each other talking less than a meter apart, wasn't it because the atmosphere of the venue was too good?

"You're going to talk about this!" Fang Ying yelled at Mu Lingfeng with all his might.

At the same time, he raised his middle finger with the last stubbornness.

It's too much of a bully!

"I mean I'll go out for a walk with you?" Mu Lingfeng shouted again.

This time, it didn't stick so close, so that Fang Ying could hear the voice clearly.

It's not too noisy either.

"Yes, yes!" Fang Ying couldn't ask for it.

Anyway, there is no suspense in this game, presumably OG's anger should also be completely released on TNT.

If anything, it's to pity these five unlucky guys.

Originally, the two of them planned to walk out of the venue, but when they reached the end of the audience, the highest point of the entire field of vision, they suddenly felt that it was not so noisy again.

The people in the back are not satisfied, and many of them are playing with their mobile phones, and there is no atmosphere in the front.

Indeed, the ticket price is not expensive, and they don't have to cherish this time much.

"That's it." Fang Ying pointed to the outermost railing.

Not far to the right behind them is the door to the exit of the stadium.

After all, there is nowhere to go out of the stadium, so it is better to watch the last game.

"Hello, can I interview the two gentlemen?"

The two were watching OG's Uenakano play a beautiful wave of 0-for-2 in the 3-level Ueno area when they heard someone behind them speak in English.

Seems to be with us?

The two glanced at each other and turned back in tacit understanding.

“god feng！”

“y！”

“omg！”

As the only male reporter in the EU, Fucha naturally has no ability to compete with those female reporters with big breasts and big butts and beautiful women's resources.

So if he wants to be famous, he can only make more efforts to interview some audiences to seek material.

And at home in Europe, it is natural that when the OG is playing, the audience is the most excited and willing to be interviewed.

So, he sneaked into the audience during the game.

It's just that God played a big joke with him, and after he swore that he got the interview with the audience during the OG EM, OG lost like this!

There were only a few question marks running through his mind at the time.

The content of his interview is all around two teams!

Looking at the grievances between Europe and the United States in the lol arena, dozens of scripts can be written without repetition, and the audience is naturally happy to accept such an interview. He had a hunch that this interview script must be the hottest of the next day.

Just like when there were bad editors who went to eat kg of melons, it became hot in Europe and the United States.

But does he dare to post it now?

Sent out must not be scolded to death by OG and European players?

What should I do?

So, in the OG game against TNT, he re-prepared the interview script and went out again.

As soon as he entered the arena and was about to look for a target, he noticed two people standing behind the railing.

No noisy, no crowds, a great place to interview.

So he hurried over with his assistant and used countless simulated conversations to start an ordinary and polite opening.

But he soon lost what he called literacy.

My God, what does he see?

It is the god of AD Feng in the hearts of many players in the competition area, and the hottest passerby Wang Y in Europe!

God had played a little joke on him and then gave him a big surprise.

"Hello."

The two greeted him in a friendly manner.

And Fucha was so excited that he fainted.

This time MSI, due to the arrangement of the EU official, he had to interview any professional players, at least not in the bright interview after the game, and whether he can make an appointment at other times depends on his ability.

However, these otaku professional players, will they choose a charming beauty, or an ordinary man who is not very handsome?

He is very self-aware.

So when he saw the two people in front of him, he felt like he saw a god.

"I'm the official EU reporter Fucha, can I interview you?"

Fucha told himself again and again to calm down, but when he said this, he clearly felt his voice tremble.

His feet were so weak that he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, there was a railing next to him, and he leaned against the railing without a trace, trying to pull out the smile he thought was the best.

"Of course." Mu Lingfeng nodded.

Home reporters, of course, have to give face.

"I want to ask, how can you watch the game from this position? I thought you guys would be in Team KG's lounge, or somewhere else enjoying the view. ”

This question came to his mind temporarily, after all, interviewing the two people in front of him can't follow the routine of interviewing ordinary people!

"It's not just the two of us." Mu Lingfeng said: "The five of us are all on the scene, and the three of them are sitting in the front row." ”

As for which five, Mu Lingfeng didn't say it explicitly, he knew that Fucha must be very clear.

Some time ago, those posts made their identities clear.

As one of the media people, Fucha, if he doesn't even understand these things, it is obviously his own unqualified problem.

Of course, Fucha not only knows, but also knows very well.

You know, how many EU media haven't been able to interview Y before, which can really be described as scratching the scalp.

And recently, although I learned that Y came to France, but he has been staying in KG's training room, these media will not go to rob people.

"Why would those two want to come to this position to watch the game?"

"Because the European audience is so enthusiastic." Mu Lingfeng smiled: "It's so loud that Fang Ying can't hear me anymore, so we came to the back." ”