"Teacher Zhao, I heard that the first opponent of the boys' team in your class is our class." A middle-aged man walking on the road said to a young woman next to him with a smile on his face.

The young woman had a beautiful face and a slender figure. Holding a few books in his hand, he chatted with the man next to him without saying a word.

"Yes, Director Zhang. The bunnies were all on this matter, and I talked to them, but to no avail. Teacher Zhao had a headache when she thought about it, she didn't think that she could make a little difference if she didn't do her job.

"Hey, you can't think so, this is also the hobby and dream of students, and now League of Legends is so popular, as far as I know, your family is also a great god." Director Zhang shook his head, he was more open-minded than Teacher Xiao Zhao.

Teacher Xiao Zhao is newly married Yan'er, and her husband Xiao Zheng is the son-in-law of a company, and he once came to the school to pick up Teacher Xiao Zhao, so Director Zhang has met Xiao Zheng a few times. I also talked about it, and Xiao Zheng's League of Legends played extremely well.

"Don't mention it, I haven't counted him for this, he's still obsessed with this game, and I don't know what the meaning of fighting and killing is in the road." Although Mr. Xiao Zhao dresses up very fashionably, his thinking is very traditional, and he never supports the people around him to play games all day long.

"Hehe, anyway, under the organization of the e-sports club, those bunnies will play the first two games of the entire league in the computer room on the fourth floor tonight, and it is estimated that there will be a lot of people at that time, do you want to go and cheer for your 'thief ship' team?"

Although Director Zhang is in his forties, he is still childlike, likes to communicate with young men, and is very optimistic about the prospects of e-sports.

"Isn't it called the 'Flying Dutchman' team?" Teacher Xiao Zhao frowned, she still paid more or less attention to the things in the class.

"Ha Luha, you don't know what to do. Outsiders generally call them the 'Thief Ship' clan. By the way, you haven't answered my question yet, do you want to go to the scene at night? "Director Zhang is in a good mood, those rabbit cubs in their class are quite competitive, and I heard that the overall strength of the team is undoubtedly the first in this branch.

"Well, it seems to be quite a big deal, so I'll go check it out. I believe in those bunnies. Teacher Xiao Zhao shook his hair, not humble or silent, and smiled.

She didn't know the true strength of the "Thief Ship" team in her class, and there was a great chance that she would be embarrassed tonight.

Perhaps only Cheng Mu's class teacher, Xiao Zhao, will be full of hope for the boys in this class, and the other teachers and students will not hesitate to think that tonight is a tragedy.

In the cafeteria, the girls in the finance class are chirping and eating.

"A group of gods with 1,800 points, a few rookies with about 1,000 points and two 'elementary school students' who didn't reach the full level, oh my God, I feel passionate when I think about it." Ding Fenfen clasped her hands together and shouted to a few girls next to her.

"It's a 'passion', it depends on whether God Cheng Mu can surprise us?" Hao Ting also deliberately bit the 'passion'.

You must know that "passion" here does not mean a good battle of equal strength, but may just describe a tragic slaughter in the world!

"I believe in miracles, and I believe that tonight's game will be very good." Shang Xiaowen elegantly scooped a mouthful of soup with a spoon, exhaled like an orchid, and said softly.

"Did Cheng Mu tell you something privately? Do you know what the inside story is? Ding Fenfen never forgot to make jokes about Shang Xiaowen.

Shang Xiaowen just smiled bitterly and shook her head, but the sly smile in her eyes couldn't be hidden, as if she knew how Cheng Mu would deal with the "Red Wolf Team".

In a class in the Department of Business Administration, a bunch of boys gathered around and laughed loudly from time to time.

"Oh, needless to say, what's there to talk about? Then the opponent of the dish is purely a man-machine. Wu Jin leisurely spit out a puff of smoke rings, his originally squinted eyes widened, and he seemed a little impatient.

"Brother Ang, don't be too careless, the news about Cheng Mu is absolutely true! The great god of 2200 points. A thin man next to him said in a worried tone.

It's no wonder that he is, after all, he plays a mid laner, and he has to fight Cheng Mu directly. Ever since I listened to Cheng Muna's legendary boosting story, I have always felt weak and feel that I am about to explode in the middle.

Wu Jin squinted his eyes slightly, thought for a long time, took a hard puff of cigarette, and said loudly: "Yes, Cheng Mu is a cow!" But Xiao Lu goes to the middle lane more, can he still turn the sky around? ”

After Wu Jin and Xiaoping lost solo last time, they quickly heard the news about Cheng Mu, no matter how much they hated Cheng Mu, but after all, they defeated them in a dignified manner, which made them lose face.

Therefore, their team deliberately did not mention Cheng Mu many times, so as not to irritate Wu Jin and Xiao Pingtou, but now they gathered in the classroom in the afternoon to discuss tactics, and they had to face the calm thin boy.

"Hey, I'll try to stabilize it, I don't dare to be hard in the first hundred of the national uniform!" The thin man sighed faintly, as if he was ready to resist pressure in the middle, and his confidence of 1,700% strength was gone.

"Resist the pressure, take out your Tyrone, cooperate with the jungler to swim infinitely, and directly penetrate the two rookies on the lower road." Wu Jin scolded the thin man loudly.

It's no wonder that anti-pressure generally occurs on the upper road, or on the lower road with less soldiers, a little anti-pressure. But if a mid-laner carry that needs to break out urgently is prepared to resist pressure in advance, then the mid-laner AP is completely abolished.

If the AP can't get a large number of people and the economy, when the mid-term ADC has not yet risen, there is no outbreak in the group, it is simply looking for death.

"Okay, then don't blame me if I collapse!" The thin man gritted his teeth, Wu Jin was the captain, and he could only listen to the captain's choice of a murderous Tyrone to match the line.

Wu Jin is too lazy to pay attention to this timid thin man, in his tactical deployment, his own upper road can be penetrated casually, even if the jungler of the "Thief Ship" team helps, his top order can be one or two, which is completely true.

And the opponent in the middle lane is very strong, so the thin man chooses a Tyrone with a high mid-term explosion, and swims infinitely with the jungler until the lower lane is cleared. In this way, even if Cheng Mu has the ability to reach the sky, he will definitely lose.

As most people guessed, if nothing miracles, the Red Wolves could win 90 percent of the time!

"Take out your self-confidence, the goal of our 'Red Wolf Team' is not this small courtyard, we are going to win the Laurel Toad Palace in the college league." Xiao Pingtou sat in his chair and was silent for a long time before he looked up and said such a sentence.

"Yes, a group of rookies, a man-machine, there is no need to discuss more, just listen to my arrangement, and tonight will be a man-machine. In these nine BO2s at school, we are definitely not going to lose one. ”

Wu Jin is very arrogant, but he has this capital, as the only god in the hospital who has gone to two thousand points, of course, now he may have to add the unattractive Cheng Mu, Wu Jin felt a faint pain in his heart when he thought of this.

It's like someone else when he's most excited. slapped him hard and made him fall directly into the glacier.

Fortunately, Wu Jin still has a chance, and he can prove himself in the evening competition, but if he is educated by that thin boy again, it will be a real catastrophe.

Wu Jin snuffed out the cigarette butt, raised his head, and the sunset hung on the horizon. I don't know if it's as red as blood or as gorgeous as the sea.