Chapter 70: The King's Sleeve is on the field!
1 minute later.
The curtain call for the first game.
The Neon team defeated the Huaguo team with a crushing record of 28:0.
The Neon team's commentators have already said hi.
Take out all the words that you can blow in your life and crown them on the neon team.
With all his exaggerated expressions, he blew the neon team into the sky.
Contrary to the Chinese team.
The team members were stunned.
Everyone almost couldn't believe that they were wiped out by the Neon team in the field they were best at.
On the camera, the sailors found that one of the contestants was crying.
A big man from the Northeast sat in front of the computer desk with a handful of snot and tears.
Keep wiping your hands on your face and table.
The director hurriedly switched the camera and left the program time for the advertisement.
Because the scene is so chaotic.
The players are blaming each other.
There was also a commotion on the coaching staff's side.
Even the three commentators were arguing there.
The scene has never been more chaotic.
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On the bench.
"What just happened!"
"How did you 17 team do it, they were wiped out at the beginning, I knew it was like this, and I jumped a ghost in P City!"
"Old godfather, are you embarrassed to talk about us?"
"Don't look at what you've achieved yet."
"There is still 4am, you are embarrassed to watch the excitement, this kind of team competition actually jumped the airport for the first time, do you think this is a training match!"
"Hehe, I suspect that you Red Star are a traitor!"
"Don't say it, scolding, scolding, what's the use, it's actually the Neon Team group."
"Open the hanging, then say it!"
"Let's find the evidence!"
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Coaching staff.
"What just happened?"
"Didn't you say you would cooperate?"
"Brother Long, what we said before was that everyone can fight casually and just have fun."
"Who knew that these lads were really having fun, I guess I slept late last night and were not in a good mental state."
"It's not in good shape, that's not your problem? Playing the game and bringing his family to the magic capital, who started it? ”
"Alright, let's stop arguing."
"yes, it's a joke."
"Stop, stop, what do you mean by the commentary group just now? Blame us for not letting the king's sleeve play? ”
"Explain the nerves, it's about our, if he likes to blow it, let him blow it."
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Commentary group.
"Amei, what the hell were you doing just now!"
I went crazy as soon as I got off.
If you lose, you lose, but what to do with blowing the king's sleeves.
Commentary should also have the principle of commentary!
Don't you feel disgusted to blow about someone you don't know at all?
Xiao Xiong was even more angry and was about to go crazy, Wang Sleeve was brought up by her, and Amei blew him like this.
Isn't this indirectly and indirectly unable to get along with yourself?
"The boss is not happy."
Ah Mei bit her lip violently and said, "You think I'm willing!" ”
"Also, don't forget who you are."
His tone became a little heavy, "We explain that it's just a working boy, how you should blow it!" ”
Moment.
The two were confused.
Let Ame blow the king's sleeves.
This is to blame for Amei.
But who would have thought that Wang Sleeve would be able to use the energy from above.
Is that person so powerful?
"What are we going to do next?" Tokhtar laughed angrily and mocked: "Continue to blow the king's sleeves? ”
"You blow, I will never blow!" Little Bear answered.
Let her brag about the sleeve of the king who has been boasting.
That's impossible!
And Miss actually interrupted her explanation because of Wang Sleeve.
She couldn't even think of this kind of thing.
It's all to blame on this Wang Sleeve, why did he participate in this kind of competition.
"Of course it blows, and it has to be blown up!"
"Huh?"
Ame asked rhetorically, "Have you all forgotten a word?" ”
"What?"
"Kill!"
It's actually a killing!
The two of them had a chill on their backs, and their hearts were slightly hairy.
Kill.
It's just that the higher you hold it, the worse it falls.
Killing is the most ruthless way to do it.
And it was killed in front of the national sailors.
If you can't do it, Wang Sleeve will be pointed at by thousands of people and scolded to collapse!
It's poisonous!
No, it seems not bad that the word is used to dedicate to the king's sleeve.
The three of them looked at each other for a while, and seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding.
Wait for the next one, and no one will blow it, so they will catch your king sleeve and blow it.
That's it.
In an instant, the three commentators relaxed, and even breathing felt comfortable.
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At the same time, Coach Takakawa's voice came from the neon team's headphones.
"The monitoring team is coming to inspect it."
"Now, everybody restarts their computers."
"I'll hold them back for a few minutes."
The neon team members hurriedly did so.
Because after the game, there is 15-25 minutes to rest.
During this time, the on-site supervisor will come to check the computer.
Naturally, the matter of the Neon Team group's opening cannot be leaked.
But when the computer restarts, the Internet café system erases all traces.
When the time comes, nothing will be left.
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Really.
By the time the overseer arrived, Team Neon's computers were all restarted.
The team members even changed hands and boarded up their game accounts.
Everything looks fine.
Under the guise of debugging equipment, the supervision team randomly inspects the Neon team's computers.
Pity.
There was no abnormality in the background.
……
"Brother Long, everything is normal, they didn't hang up."
The voice coming from the walkie-talkie made Coach Long hesitate.
"If you check again, the Neon team's marksmanship won't be so accurate!"
"I've spot-checked more than a dozen machines, and there's no problem at all." The inspection team said.
Coach Dragon, Coach Mengqing, Coach Xiaoyao.
Several people looked at each other and hesitated.
They unanimously suspected that the other party had done something on the machine.
"Brother Long, why don't we re-call up the game data and test it?" Mengqing said.
Coach Long shook his head, "Time doesn't allow, and even if they get hung up, we know it, so does it make sense?" ”
"That's right, what Brother Long said is right, it doesn't make any sense."
Xiaoyao said: "It's not good for anyone to tear your face like that, this is a friendly match, not an official game." ”
"What then?" Mengqing frowned: "Let them continue to hang up?" ”
Coach Long picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted to the patrol team: "Hello patrol team, can you Internet café help retrieve a few network administrators?" ”
"Well, when the game comes, let the network administrators stand behind the Neon Nation players."
High!
It's really high!
Several people couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
"By the way, Brother Long, what about Wang Sleeve, let him play?"
"Let him go, but don't give him a team." Coach Long said.
It's kind of interesting.
Several people were very happy with the results.
Anyway, the opportunity is given to you, but no one cooperates with you, so there is no way.
After all, the players have tempers!
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Two minutes later.
Wang Sleeve received an invitation from the official.
He will take over as the No. 18 of Team Red Star for the rest of the game.
Come to machine 18.
Wang Sleeve was stunned for a moment.
Isn't this the position where the big man cried just now?
The mouse is slippery and greasy, and there are snot marks on the keyboard.
"Network administrator, help me change a set of peripherals." Wang Sleeve shouted.
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