Then the whole rhythm of the game fell into the hands of SHG.

In the case of a disadvantaged situation, Maizi wanted to go to the red zone to get the buff, but he was accidentally hooked by Baili Xuance when he moved again, and he set fire in seconds.

Lin Shenxia frowned, the chance of turning MTG around was very slim, and Maizi had made too many mistakes, and they were too conspicuous.

"MTG is gone, it's gone."

"The rhythm of the wheat is completely suppressed."

"It's true that he was led by the nose by SHG from the start."

"It should be gone." Lin Shenxia sighed, the situation of being powerless to return to the sky, and a miracle could not happen, he turned his head to look at Xi Li, "Next, do you still want to see it?" ”

"Who won?"

Xili's gaze did not take off the screen of his phone.

Asking nonchalantly, showing one of the few signs of interest in the game, his fingers manipulating the hero while swiping the screen to see the situation.

“SHG。” Lin Shenxia poked his head to look at his screen, remembered something, and deliberately asked, "How sure are you that you can enter HG's academy and start in the autumn game?" ”

Because Xili is nineteen years old this year, he only started to play professionally at this age, which is a bit late, and it will take another year or two to sit in the starter, wasting the peak time of his career.

"At least fifty percent sure, at most seventy percent, it depends on their world championship results this time." When Xi Li said this, he smiled unkindly, "The worse their grades, the better." ”

"What are you talking about!"

Lin Shenxia patted his head.

If Yu Wenwen heard this, Xi Li would inevitably be beaten and educated, how could there be such a singing and declining behavior.

"Facts."

Xi Li collected the look on his face, focused on the operation on his fingers, and used his rich experience to figure out the thoughts and whereabouts of his opponent.

Lin Shenxia saw the crystal explosion of MTG on the big screen.

The lights of the scene all fell on the players of the winner SHG, and the loser MTG quietly left the field, and all the cheers and applause had nothing to do with them.

Before the next game started, Lin Shenxia yawned several times in a row, and casually checked the situation of the two teams, both of which were the background boards of their respective champions. I love

The other side.

Yu Wenwen had already prepared in the lounge with the team members.

The TV in front of me was showing live matches from other teams.

The fruit lay comfortably on the conference table, Mu Bei gently stroked its back, and the ice water on the side of the table was cool and cold.

Yu Wenwen looked down at SHG's previous match videos.

They all have a characteristic of their game, the midfield wanders and invades, suppresses the rhythm of the enemy jungler, grabs neutral resources, and is very good at snowballing after gaining an advantage.

"Smack!"

The notebook in Su Ming's hand fell to her feet.

Yu Wenwen put away his phone, bent down to pick it up, and accidentally glanced at the BP and tactics on it, and couldn't help asking, "Can you crack SHG's midfield wandering system?" ”

"This system." Su Ming took the notebook, pulled over the chair and sat down, flipping through the pages one by one, and said earnestly, "HG has also been beaten, and if you want to crack it, you have to swim and arrest people faster than them." ”

"Nakano?"

Yu Wenwen's gaze fell on Mu Bei's body.

In the current version of the tool man's mid-laner, there are very few mid-laners who can bring the rhythm, and it feels too difficult to crack.

"Yes." Su Ming paused for a moment and added with a slight sigh of relief, "However, the disadvantage of this system is difficult to play. ”

Yu Wenwen didn't understand, and pricked up his ears to look at Su Ming, looking forward to his explanation.

"Because ......"

"Su Ma!"

Hard called out to him suddenly.

"I'll go take a look."

Su Ming took the notebook, got up and walked towards Hard.

Yu Wenwen reached out and touched the soft hair of the fruit.