The secondary league has fewer people, fewer staff, and fewer reporters.

There are few benefits, the AA second team and such an eye-catching girl muttered for a long time, but no one took pictures secretly, no one paid attention, and no one went to the Internet to spread rumors and write gossip.

In the end, the effect of the promotional film was not very good, everyone stood and said a cruel word, the lens was special, changed the BGM, and said another cruel word. The only takeaway was that Wen Xian came back and went straight to bed and slept until the next morning.

Then, they began to practice intensely.

The Internet café is officially arranged, but for fear of affecting morale, no team is willing to make an appointment with a team that enters the playoffs at this juncture. At this time, the unknown small teams in various unknown foreign competition areas that have been acting as background boards have shown their role. For example, Spain, Mexico, and some teams in South Korea that are on the verge of relegation have all been pulled over for "friendship training".

I haven't heard the strings being dragged out of the bed yet, and that's because of this.

"Come on, come on, you be the translator, I say you write." Wang Silang said, "This is the team that Coach Sun is looking for, you tell them." ”

"Say what?"

"Say hello first." Wang Silang said.

Wen Xian looked at him in a daze, and then looked at Coach Sun, his anger was not yet dissipated when he got up, and his mind did not turn at all. He taps on the keyboard and types a "Hallo" in the dialog box.

Wang Silang: "......"

Wang Silang: "You ask them the specific time." ”

Wen Xian played a "What time?" ”

"This English is strong." He commented on himself.

After a long gap on the other side, he finally replied with a long string of Korean, and Wen Xian slowly translated: "They said it was five o'clock tonight, but they might be late." ”

"If you're late, you'll be late, it's fine." Wang Silang said, "Let's practice by ourselves first, yes, it's about you Ah Liang, can your hook be more accurate, you see that the last time you hit Feiyang was very reluctant, this time the C position of the QR will not stand and let you hook...... Go practice! ”

"Ah, Team Wang is really strict." Ah Liang said.

"Aren't we blessed with a mouth that has been opened?" Zhou Luhua said, before he finished speaking, he was yelled at by Wen Xian: "Go practice mountain climbing!" Let's go, why don't you two rows, I'll see how you can die in the mountains......"

Before the playoffs, the major marketing accounts rushed to the heat and frantically launched a series of event predictions and prize quizzes, and even Wenwen's studio released two videos, reviewing history and looking forward to the future. But Pantacael quietly vanished.

British service, a trumpet named my AA has risen strongly, has come to the 900-point mark, and is about to enter the top 100, and after colliding with Huang He in the 1896 team, he gave him a thumbs up.

Then I added friends.

The most annoying thing is that this my AA didn't even agree, so he opened the next game, and then ranked overnight, and advanced to the top 50 in the British server with 1100 points.

Because of living close, sometimes there will be a team to visit the door, "probe" the enemy's situation, Wang Silang also received generously, in addition to the results of the training match, what else to say, his philosophy is "when everyone is deceiving people, you can't tell who is telling the truth", Wen Xian felt that he lived out the feeling of a philosopher.

However, the training match still loses more and wins less, and most of the teams have won, and most of the foreign teams have lost, so after a few days, the ranking in the British server is about 500 segments, and three or four trumpets are killed indiscriminately every day, and the ranking number is not able to start with "four". In the end, Wang Silang was afraid that their mentality would collapse, so he told them a story: the QR team members are actually still about 1,000.

Ah Liang wiped away his tears, choked up and said, "Then you didn't make it clear earlier......

I'm not trying to give you a workout...... Wang Silang sneered.

"Oh my God, wouldn't that be me?" Hearing the strings exclaimed, and then was attacked by a group, Zhou Luhua took over his game, pressed three blood packs in a row, and gave a head, and finally ended the game with the mentality of their teammates on their side.

Time passed little by little, and finally it was time for the game.

Entering the venue two hours early, they walked arrogantly all the way, carrying their own equipment on their backs.

The sun was shining and the breeze was blowing, making it a pleasant day after the rain.

"Captain, you know what, I'm shaking right now, I'm afraid I'll faint in the arena for a while." Zhou Luhua, who had been arrogant for a week, is now cowardly.

"I only slept for two hours last night." Ah Liang said, "You compare with me? ”

"What about the promise of a good rest? What happened to you? Wang Silang asked.

"I can't sleep, I'm so excited, I feel like I'm going to turn the world upside down." Ah Liang said, "My eyes are always open, looking at the ceiling in a daze, and my heart is pounding." ”

"It's okay, the other side is also nervous, let's be nervous together." Wen Xian said, "Actually, I'm nervous too. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, the whole QR team came with big bags and small bags, and entered the venue directly, talking and laughing, not panicking at all. I also greeted them warmly.

Wen Xian: "......"

Forget it, people are people who have seen big scenes.

Shanghai is different, this venue was also one of the main stadiums of e-sports before, so the equipment is very matched, for the two teams in the lounge, there are sofas and water dispensers, tables, blackboards and TVs. Wen Xian was very content, took out the thick stack of paper he had prepared last night and threw it on the table.

"Come on, touch the computer, let's do something big. Coach Sun said first. ”

Wang Silang looked at the dozen pieces of paper blankly and asked him, "When did you write this?" ”

Wen Xian smiled weakly: "I didn't fall asleep last night, so I used the time ......"

"I thought you were mentally better than me." Wang Silang said disdainfully.

He flipped through it, there was a character comparison, a QR player analysis, a version of the brush field route analysis, and an analysis of the development route in the fifteen minutes in front of him...... It's all handwritten, messy and connected, some admired, and some shocked.

How many times does it take to watch the video?

Of course, Coach Sun also has such a thing, he stood up, pasted a huge map on the wall, and pointed it out to them. No one spoke, Wen Xian saw a drop of sweat running from Coach Sun's forehead to his nose, he didn't pay attention to it, it seemed that it wasn't just their players who were nervous.

Someone came and knocked on the door, the noise outside was so loud, the host was in the hot field, and soon they were about to take the stage. Coach Sun was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief, "Come on!" ”

"Come on!" They high-fived each other, walked out of the door, and stood in the passage waiting to play, Zhou Luhua trembled wildly, visible to the naked eye, Ah Liang laughed at him, and he couldn't fight back.

A gust of wind blew, the windows of the training room were not closed, the messy paper fell to the ground, and a dozen pages were unbound, revealing the last page.

It was crooked handwriting.

3:1QR, 3:0 opposite the winner

Champion.