Half of the black-pressed venues are foreigners.

The American NEWORLD team is also a popular top team, and this time the American fan group was specially organized, and nearly 10,000 Americans filled half of the seats, and they would never lose to the Chinese fan group.

It can be seen that the rice circle knows no borders.

In the support group of foreign fans, there are several figures.

"Let me tell you, the coach of the WD team is very young, has a lot of coaching experience, and takes care of the players!" Coach Sabi of the British team looked emotional.

The British brother next to him scratched his head and asked, "Really?" ”

Coach Shabi touched his beard, the past is vivid, and as a coach, he is very emotional: "Indeed, WD's silent coach will tie his shoes, cook, and warm the bed for the players. ”

Behind every successful team is a perfect coach.

In Coach Shabi's heart, silence is a good coach with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, art and labor!

Tonight's game, Coach Shabi is looking forward to it, this is the first step in the integration of world e-sports, and it is a historic event in the world of e-sports!

***

The black-pressed auditorium, another.

Ling Qi and his sister sat in the fan group of the Mountain Family Army, Ling Qi was wearing a flash headdress of [Mr. Shan's most handsome] on his head, smiling openly. Tonight, he's going to watch Team WD knock that Xiwen guy down!

"Brother, you've been so close to that Xiwen recently." My sister tilted her head, puzzled.

Ling Qi's face collapsed, and he glared at his sister: "Knowing oneself and knowing that the other side will win all battles, that is called tactics!" I approached Xiwen to get information for Team WD! ”

Sister: "Then what information did you get?" ”

Ling Qi: ...

Xiwen likes to eat bacon bread, witch soup, pasta, hates Chinese stinky tofu, Japanese sushi... However, it seems that this information is of little use.

"Ahem, don't talk too much, concentrate on cheering for my idol." Ling Qimian did not change his color and changed the topic.

My sister pouted, and I always felt that my brother and Captain Xiwen seemed to be getting closer and closer...

***

Many professional players in the KPL also came to the scene. As the losers of Team WD, they are happy to come and watch the game live and gain experience.

In the back row of the spectator box, a group of King fans quickly gathered to occupy the high ground and wait for the game to begin. There are two male fans chatting about the day:

"Dude, sit on my side."

"Okay, thank you, brother."

"I've been a fan of King for a year, and this is a role model for men, what about you?"

"I've been five years old! I also fought with King back then, and I touched King's hand, King's hand is big and powerful!! Over the years, I have never given up on my dream! ”

“... What do you dream of? ”

"Dream, haha, dream of King! How, is this dream great? ”

“...”

***

South Metropolis, WD Esports Club. Because they still have to prepare for the KPL match in August, they can't go to watch it live.

At this moment, Coach Xiao Mo gathered everyone in the big living room and turned on the super LCD TV in the living room. Xiao Mo had a cold face and commanded lightly.

"Pros, watch all the games and learn from the experience."

"Others, take care of yourself."

Everyone replied in unison: "Yes, Coach!" ”

The floor of the large living room is covered with a soft carpet, and a group of people sit cross-legged, quite like military training and watching movies together. So he sat in the center, holding his beloved white skull in his hand, and waited for the game to begin.