Lan Li lay down in front of Lin Zhiyi and Qin Yi, not angry at all.

His right hand hung in front of him, and there was a trace of blood in his palm.

A man who is more than one meter eight is showing weakness at this moment. His eyes were closed, and his whole body was cold, except for his forehead, which was hot to his hands.

"Brother Oak, wake up." Cheng Jingyang knelt on one knee and patted Lan Li's chest, but except for his heart-rending cough twice, Lan Li's no other reaction didn't even open his eyes.

Bai Su finally ran back to the stage with Qin Huang and the others, she took off her team uniform and hurriedly covered Lan Li.

"Sister Zhiyi, have you called 120?"

"Hit." Lin Zhiyi nodded in a panic, "The ambulance should arrive immediately, it's cold on the ground, let's help Ah Li to the stool first." ”

"Ah Yang......" Lan Li's eyes opened a slit with difficulty, "Ah Yang, you come here, I have something to say...... Think, think, say to you. ”

Almost all he said was angry, Cheng Jingyang nodded tremblingly, lowered his body, and put his ear to Lan Li's mouth.

Lan Li's voice was weak, and he almost broke a sentence, "Ayang, Su Su, is a good girl, treat her well." I may, I may, I can't take care of the things in the team. If you go to Ah Cheng, you will say that I let him, he, he is a soft-hearted person, and he will be willing to help. You are still young, the future is still long, since you have a dream, then, let go and chase it. I, I ......"

He spoke slowly, slowly, and in the end, he had no strength, only a heavy panting.

It's like explaining the aftermath, although everything Lan Li said is not very related, but he almost explained everything that can be explained.

Bai Su squatted beside Lan Li, although he couldn't hear it clearly, he probably heard some.

A good team cannot lack a coach, although Qi Yicheng has just returned from abroad, with his mind and skills, it is not difficult to be a team coach.

There is also the dream of esports.

Every hot-blooded young man in the team has a dream.

Whether it is the starting team or the substitute team, every professional player rushes forward with all his strength when training, without pause, without giving up, moving forward bravely, and never giving up.

This is the spirit of e-sports, and it is also the e-sports dream that Cheng Jingyang pursues with them.

Winning the championship is not the end, and on the road of e-sports, some are always just fighting.

"The doctor is here! Let's go! ”

In the noisy discussion, there was a voice that was particularly clear and transparent. Mo Cong picked up the microphone she threw on the ground at some point, he stood on the seat, waved his arms vigorously, and there was a cry in his voice, "Doctor, nurse, patient here!" Excuse me, thank you, please let me go! Doctors, nurses, patients who need to be rescued are here, please hurry, please hurry! ”

In the midst of the chaos, Lan Li was carried on a stretcher, and the starting players of the RT team followed behind the ambulance, leaving only Lin Zhiyi and Qin Yi to deal with the follow-up of the event.

Rescue outside.

Cheng Jingyang sat on the chair and stared at the door of the surgical rescue room without saying a word. Qin Huang and Yang Ming huddled together, Mo Cong buried his head in his thighs with his hands, and looked up from time to time to look at the situation.

The lights in the rescue room were on all the time. Take a hundred plating, and read the latest chapter of "Is Cheng Zhinan Dead Today" for the first time.