"Do you know who was the last person to use a Demon Wizard to throw an ultimate to a creep in a match?" looked at Wang Yafei a little speechlessly for a while, and Uncle Ling suddenly asked.

"No, it's just that you don't give me a mouse, there's no need to keep talking about this mistake." In Wang Yafei's impression, Uncle Ling is not such a mean person.

"I'm not kidding you, I'm asking you very formally, but I guess you don't know." Uncle Ling said seriously.

"Who would know about this kind of thing, things like this kind of big move to lose small soldiers should happen often." Wang Yafei said indifferently.

To change to before, Wang Yafei may not have thought that he would make such a mistake, but after playing the game, he knew that in that kind of high-intensity confrontation, sometimes such a mistake is difficult to avoid, after all, the mouse is released with a little skill, and when two objects are leaning together, it is normal to mistakenly point to the small soldier.

If it is changed to football, this is at most a penalty kick, it is a penalty kick since ancient times, so Wang Yafei feels that this is nothing, the key is that although he missed a penalty, he still won the game, as long as he won the game, who cares if the penalty kick is kicked or not. And Uncle Ling's question is also very inexplicable.

"Who was the last person to take a penalty in a game?" This question will not be answered by the blue cat who feels "I have a posture and I am proud".

"It's true that the big move loses the minions a lot, and it happens every day, but in the official game, it's not often that the demon wizard throws the ultimate move on the minions, and it doesn't happen in team battles, the last man who did this used to be known as the mid lane killer ......"

"Holy, that's the name...... Tut-tut......"

Wang Yafei felt that the title of the mid-lane killing god was even more domineering than the "flying god", and people couldn't help but want to bow down when they heard it.

"But this man has been retired for a long time."

"Your joke is so cold, once upon a time there was a man in the north, and then he died of cold." Wang Yafei said with a smile.

"I didn't tell you a joke, I think you kid is a malleable talent, even the mistakes are so funny." Uncle Ling said.

"What's interesting about that?"

"Have you ever heard of Kong Rongrang pear?"

"I've heard of Captain Dinosaurs." Wang Yafei felt that Uncle Ling's problems today were more brainless than the other.

"Do you know why Kong Rong made pears so famous? It's not because Kong Rong knows how to make pears ......"

"Is that because he's handsome?" Wang Yafei thought that Uncle Ling would tell another bad joke.

"It's wrong, it's because Kong Rong knew how to make pears when he was very young." Uncle Ling sneered.

Wang Yafei only shuddered: "I prefer to believe that he is handsome." ”

Just listening to the name, Wang Yafei knew that Kong Rong was also a beautiful man.

"I tell this story to let you know one thing, that is, you have similarities with Kong Rong."

"Haha, I know this, they're all just as handsome." As the saying goes, once a person discovers that he has advantages in a certain aspect, he will feel that he has advantages all over his body.

"It's wrong again, Kong Rong knew to make pears at a young age, and you knew the size of the soldiers at a young age."

"Uncle Ling, I think I'd better not bother you and continue to do the laundry."

"Hey, it's a shame that your kid usually has a good brain, why won't he turn at this time, think about it carefully, after the middle lane killing gods are famous, you used the demon wizard's big move to kill small soldiers in the game, and you embarked on this road at a young age, what does this mean?" Uncle Ling asked with a smile, but looking at his expression, it didn't look like he was completely joking.

"Description...... Explanation ...... "Wang Yafei couldn't say a word for a long time, and he didn't know what this could mean, if he insisted on saying that this could show that he was more handsome than the middle lane killing god, it would be difficult to make sense logically.

"It means you're better than him." Uncle Ling said very seriously.

"This ...... Please tell me more about this, Uncle Ling. Wang Yafei didn't know what Uncle Ling's intentions were, but Wang Yafei still gladly accepted the conclusion that he was more powerful than the mid-lane god killer.

"It's very simple, he only made this kind of low-level mistake when he was in an official game, and you have made such a big mistake in this kind of school game, it means that you are following in his footsteps, but you are more talented, it's like a football player who only learns to juggle the ball when he is ten years old, and you can do it when you are five years old."

"Damn, I really can't see it, it turns out that Uncle Ling you also have such a talent for bragging, except for Xiao Ding, I feel that you can be regarded as the second person in the world." Wang Yafei's heart is now as sweet as eating honey, and while he is happy, he accidentally leaks his mouth.

Although this is a joke, Wang Yafei thinks that Uncle Ling's words can be logically established, following in the footsteps of superstars, for example, Washington cut down a cherry tree when he was ten years old, and he had already done it when he was five years old, so Washington is not as good as himself, which makes perfect sense!

"Xiao Ding? Writing novels? "Uncle Ling was very puzzled at this time.

"Yes...... It's not ......," Wang Yafei replied hesitantly.

"What is not." Uncle Ling frowned.

"Xiao Ding writes novels, but ...... I'm not talking about the one who writes novels. ”

"And who are you talking about?" Uncle Ling asked.

"It's a friend, and it's also a Dota player, I met online." Wang Yafei said.

"Oh, what's wrong with this man." Uncle Ling felt that this name was eighty percent fake.

"Not much, it's just that I've won a few times with him, and then he's going to make friends with me." Wang Yafei said half-truthfully.

When I heard this, Uncle Ling understood.

"And then he complimented you on how well you played, didn't he?"

"yes, yes, my performance conquered him, and he became my fan......"

"Hmph, complimenting you for no reason is not necessarily a good thing."

"Uncle Ling, you're too dark." Wang Yafei said.

"Where am I shady, when I was in contact with the Internet, you haven't come out yet, it's like this on the Internet, there is revenge and not revenge, there is kindness and not revenge for the husband, and for no reason to come out and praise you, it is not necessarily a good person." I don't know why, Uncle Ling suddenly wanted to talk to Wang Yafei about the truth of life.

"Uncle Ling, you were stimulated when you used to play professionally, this world has that kind of very simple admiration, the so-called fans are to wholeheartedly take you as a beacon of life, expanding from one field to the whole life...... This is very different from your fans who praise you when they win and scold you when they lose. Wang Yafei said.

"Phew, you think you're making movies, the e-sports industry is even more brutal than traditional sports, the competition for the survival of the fittest is very fierce, you can become a god overnight, and you can fall to the bottom overnight...... If there is any fan in the real sense, people may just learn to play Dota, so if you take him to win, he will beg you to continue to play with him, and when he surpasses you one day, or knows a new thigh, he will immediately kick you. Uncle Ling said.

"Wow, you met a handsome guy, just leave me aside, Uncle Ling, do you have this kind of experience." Wang Yafei said with a wink.

"No, but I've seen Dota turn my face and don't recognize people, and you kid will be like this in the future, and when your skills are good one day, you won't come to me again."

"Damn, how can this be, one day as a teacher, all day long for that or what, even if I become a world champion in the future, you will still be my master, but Uncle Ling, you can't think like this, you have to believe that there are brain-dead fans in this world, and there will be brain-dead fans in any field, if you have never confiscated such brain-dead fans, then you can only reflect on yourself......"

"I told you that esports is not about making movies......"

"The times are developing, a teenager like Xiao Ding is my brainless fan, no matter what I do, he will silently support me, if others say that I am not good, he will stand up and argue as soon as possible."

"I think you're like a brain-dead fan, oh no, there's no such thing."

"To be honest, I actually appreciate Uncle Ling's preaching style." Wang Yafei said suddenly.

"What did I say?"

"Uncle Ling, you want to praise me, and you're a little embarrassed, so even if you want to praise me, you have to change your way to hurt me, but I understand your kindness, hahahaha." Wang Yafei shook his head and said.

"Come on, besides, what is that person's real name Xiao Ding?"

"yes."

"He didn't show you his ID card, how do you know." Uncle Ling felt very strange.

"It's not called Andy Lau, it's nothing, Uncle Ling, what are you doing with this name."

"I've read Xiao Ding's novels."

"Wow, you've read Xiao Ding's novels." Wang Yafei gave a thumbs up and praised, in his eyes, Uncle Ling never reads.

"I've seen it, I've seen it, I've seen it a lot." Uncle Ling recalled the time when he was playing professionally in the past, and novels were the best "partners" after training and competitions, especially when taking a long-distance bus or train to compete in other places, novels were as indispensable as instant noodles.

After a good night's sleep, Wang Yafei followed the team to the competition venue early in the morning. The first match of the second day was the Foreign Chinese College vs. City No. 11 Middle School, and the Foreign Chinese College and City No. 11 Middle School were inseparable, but in the end, the Foreign Chinese College still defeated the opponent 2-0.

However, the city eleven middle school, which did not win a game, was not discouraged, and in the next game, they relied on the excellent performance of the player who was good at visaghi, and forced the experimental middle school to draw 1-1. In the winning set, Visaghi had 11 kills, 0 deaths and 6 assists, which was a perfect supergod.

For this result, everyone in the school also feels happy, there will be no "big bald" team in this group, although the city of the eleventh middle school only won a small game, but finally tried to win.

The experimental middle school, which has only won two small games in three games, has also missed the qualification, and the remaining suspense will be revealed in the next games.

The Guardian Academy, which has won four games, will face the Wai Chinese Academy, which has scored three small games, and in this game, the Guardian Academy can qualify from the group early as long as they can draw the opponent.