"Sao, the support and jungler girl above, isn't it the girl you said you liked two days ago?"

On the seat side of the Guangzhou team, the team's jungler joked with his ADC foreign teammates next to him through the translator:

"It looks really good~"

"You have a good eye!"

But at this time, Sao didn't bother to pay attention to the jokes of his jungler teammate.

Looking at the direction of the Central China Division team on the stage, Sao's expression was a little cold.

That's right, he was really interested in those two girls.

But now......

His mind changed.

For him, flirting with girls or something is just a casual entertainment pastime, but the attitude shown by the other party yesterday directly swept his face and made him feel humiliated.

He is a top folk master in South Korea, and he is a foreign aid specially invited by the Guangzhou E-sports Association.

Compared with flirting with girls, he attaches more importance to his face and honor.

And the substitute for the Central China team...... And their other jungler girl, that kind of attitude of not knowing how to lift, has completely made him lose his interest in flirting with his sister.

On the contrary, he already has some grudges against Tang Xiyun and Du Jiaojiao.

Sao doesn't feel that he is small-minded at all, and in his opinion, no one who dares to disrespect him can get a good end.

……

Of course, not everyone's attention is only on Tang Xiyun and Du Jiaojiao.

On the side of the North China Division team in the front row of players, the top laner team members who played as substitutes looked at the Central China Division team on the stage with scrutinizing eyes, hooked the corners of their mouths, and turned their heads to look at their auxiliary teammates:

"Luohe, what kind of captain is Jingcheng High School, what is it, which one?"

Luo He, who was an assistant to the team, looked gloomy, and his eyes fell coldly on Xiu Xiyu of the Central China Division team on the stage:

"The one who was the coach of the team for the time being, he didn't seem to play today."

Answering his teammates' questions, Luo He's cold and calm gaze never took off Xiu Xiyu.

As the leader of the North China team, he didn't care too much about his team's auxiliary team and who on the stage had past festivals, but turned his head to look at the other side of the seat:

"Luo Ran, Dou Feng, in this group of games, you should pay careful attention to this mid-laner of the Central China Division."

"Don't be too careless."

said this, and the two objects he told were the substitutes and the official two mid-laner players of the North China team.

Luo Ran is the substitute midlaner of the North China team this time, but from the beginning of this college league to the present, he has actually been as a player on the court, and the strength evaluation index has also reached the A+ level.

Regarding his status as a substitute, Luo Ran was convinced.

After all, Dou Feng beside him is indeed far stronger than himself in terms of strength.

But, as for the midlaner in the Central China Division on the stage-

Luo Ran sneered:

"Big brother, that kind of opponent, I don't need Dou Feng to go out at all, I can handle it."

As an A+-rated mid-laner player, Luo Ran does have such a proud qualification, and in other college teams, he is definitely a core ace-level player.

The leader of the North China team frowned slightly when he heard this, and scolded coldly:

"Let you watch the game first, what are you in a hurry to blow at this time?"

"What I want is for you to know yourself and your opponent, if you are against the Central China team, then you must strive for a wave of steady victory."

"Do you really think that the Central China team eats rice? Pick a few random people to come out, so that you can easily get down on your stomach? ”

After a moment's pause, his gaze fell on the staircase next to the arena in front of him, and an incomparably familiar and disgusting figure was reflected in his eyes.

He is now in charge of the Central China Division.

Also his old adversary.

Du Changsheng.

Geng Kun narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in the depths of his pupils, this time he would specifically ask to be the leader of the North China division team, precisely because he knew the news that Du Changsheng was in charge of the Central China division team.

Just let him find his chance......

He will definitely use the team he led on the field, in front of the surnamed Du, to crush the team in the Central China Division.

After all, as the third-generation heir of the two super political families, the relationship between him and Du Changsheng is naturally hostile, and this hostile relationship can be said to have no adjustment relationship at all.

And I don't know how many times the two have fought at all levels since they were young!

Whether it's politics, finance, or anything else, the two will fight whenever they have the chance!

It's just that after so many years of fighting, he has always lost more than he won, and every time they meet, he has to be sneered at by Du Changsheng.

So, this time, he must win the one surnamed Du!

Adjusting his mood slightly, Geng Kun's tone returned to flat, but he still reminded with a warning:

"He is also the runner-up in the Central China Division."

"Their mid-laner can play with Xiao Xiao Yiyi, so it is definitely not a good opponent."

Saying that, Geng Kun turned his head to look at the real ace mid-laner member of his team, his expression softened slightly, and his tone became gentle:

"Dou Feng, I believe in your strength, but you also have to take a careful look at this group of games."

"When the time comes, if you face the Central China team, you will definitely play, their mid-laner ...... I'll leave it to you. ”

"I don't care about the other games, but as long as I play against the Central China team, you must slap them in the face!"

"As long as you can make the Central China team lose face, it doesn't matter if you can win the championship in this national college league! The promise I made to you will always be there! ”

Dou Feng, who was sitting in his seat, bowed slightly:

"I see."

The tone was calm and indifferent.

But it seems to have enough confidence and arrogance.

At this time, the first game of the BO3 game on the stage has entered the ban selection link, Dou Feng's eyes looked at the picture on the e-sports LCD screen, looking at the blue legion that symbolizes the Central China division team, and the corners of his mouth hooked up the arc of playful exploration:

Can you beat "Xiao Xiao Yat"?

Originally, he thought that after the Shura Demon Emperor didn't know what to withdraw from this competition, only the PAHA of the Guangzhou team would be his opponent this time.

Now it looks ......

Maybe this mid-laner of the Central China team can also make him a little interested.

(End of chapter)