The third-place race has been completed.

All that remains is the final round.

SYJ's car arrived early.

Go to the lounge to drop off their things, and the group is waiting in the corridor near the backstage, ready to play.

Because it was the final, there was also a link similar to the opening.

Qinghui sat on the bench in the corridor, raising his eyes to look at the candy that Xiao Er was peeling in his hand.

Around the corner of the hallway, the TLM team stepped out.

Their captain was stunned when he saw everyone in the SYJ team.

Although I knew that the other party was very strong, but for various reasons, the other party was not able to go one step further with various accidents.

So this time the opponent in the final is SYJ, which is quite surprising.

Of course, they also watched every game of SYJ in the back, and they were all professional players, and they may feel more and think more than ordinary people.

And Qinghui's routine mode still has that overwhelming momentum.

Even just watching the game is terrifying and quite stressful.

She was very aggressive from the beginning because she was too reckless, but she was too aggressive.

Even if her damage was not enough, they would not want to fight against Qinghui, and in the subsequent competition process, Qinghui gradually became a quite conspicuous existence.

Because of her economy, the damage has already risen, it is simply a walking nuclear weapon, as long as she sees her character coming, she can't help but be stunned in her heart, and subconsciously wants to hide.

In terms of momentum, at the end, there is naturally a lot of fall.

Under Qinghui's performance, Zhu Shuo also went from contempt before, to surprise, to now gradually changed his mind.

Without waiting for the captain of the TLM team to speak, Zhu Shuo directly raised his feet and walked in front of SJY everyone.

Cui Xingzhou first blocked in front of Qinghui, raised his eyes with a little smile, and looked at the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy who walked in front of him, "What?" You're not late today, are you? ”

"Brother Zhou......" Speaking of being late, Zhu Shuo scratched the back of his head a little embarrassed.

Then he couldn't stop looking at the only little girl in the audience who was sitting on the bench and looked cute and cute.

"Isn't this the final, how dare I be late......" he smiled, then turned to Qinghui's side, "Qinghui." ”

Qinghui raised his eyelids, turned his head sideways, and glanced at him.

This man...... Who's here?

Asa reminded him at the right time, "That is, Lord Qinghui, you are the one who came to play at home." ’

"Oh, you're the one who, after losing, calls me ancestor, that one."

The little girl had a cute little face and a serious mouth.

And then—the atmosphere instantly became awkward.

Xiao Er sneered, the candy paper that the lollipop had to peel off with some effort was always peeled off by him.

Zhu Shuo bowed his head again and again, "I, I'm here to apologize for my reckless words before, I saw your game, you are very good, but I will also go all out in this game." ”

He spoke seriously, raised his foot and took two steps closer, looking like he was going to shake hands with Qinghui.

This is quite a fair game, serious and serious.

The atmosphere seems to be pretty good.

Xiao Er looked at the wolf claw of a certain kid and laughed.

Then he shoved the candy he peeled into the little girl's mouth.

The hand reached out.