Although SOD's performance has been relatively stable over the past two days, after all, the final points on the third day are to be cleared, and no one will choose to take it lightly at this moment.

In fact, they were ready to welcome Mars in the finals, but what they didn't expect was that another team was killed halfway through and directly snatched Mars's tickets to the finals.

For this dark horse team HG, there have been a lot of topics in the past two days.

Although HG is not as powerful as the hardware facilities of the Mars club, at least there is no big lack in the club's various management systems.

Moreover, HG is also the top four team of the 6th National PUBG, no matter how you look at it, it seems that HG should have a better chance of winning.

After Mars was upset and missed the finals, except for HG's original fans who supported HG to win the championship of this elite competition, even Mars chose HG on the wall.

In the words of a fan: "We'd rather raise HG than see a pheasant team like SOD win the championship and insult the title." ”

Zhao Qichen held the information prepared by Lin Qiuran in his hand and looked at it intently, his brows tightened, as if he was contemplative.

"Do you still have an impression of the assault position on the other side?"

If Zhao Qichen is not mistaken, an important reason why this team was able to successfully kill Mars was the existence of the opposite assault position.

It's not that the performance in other positions is mediocre, but this assault position is too bright.

Rampage, sharp edge.

It's like himself when he first debuted.

"The ID seems to be mungo, and the style of play is quite similar to that of the captain."

The horse monkey tilted his head sideways and recalled, and made a slight sound.

Zhao Qichen is the sniper and main commander of SOD, and his control of the overall situation completely affects the rhythm of the entire team.

Although he was in the sniper position, he often took on two tasks of sniper assault.

Maybe he became the captain himself, and when he was in many tactical commands, if he felt that the actual actions of the team members could not keep up with his own instructions, he would rather complete it himself.

Although Zhao Qichen's individual ability proves that he can do this, the actual competition proves that many times, due to this, the trio will unconsciously not keep up with Zhao Qichen's rhythm.

This is why Mungo and Zhao Qichen's styles are very similar.

Zhao Qichen also found a familiar feeling in him, so he would have a little image of him.

"Tomorrow is the last day of the Elite Championship, and judging from the results of the previous two days, we don't need to have too much psychological pressure for the time being. However, the possibility of HG's hidden strength cannot be ruled out. ”

After speaking, Zhao Qichen paused slightly, and continued to speak:

"It's a good opponent in the opposite assault position, so let's focus on tomorrow's game."

Focused arrangement.

Before the game could start, he was declared dead.

The three of them looked at each other, and couldn't help but sweat for this player named Mungo.

Although today's game was only half of yesterday's, the energy consumption has only increased.

After discussing the tactics against HG tomorrow, Zhao Qichen urged several people to go back to their respective rooms to pack up and prepare for rest.

Lin Qiuran went back to the room when they were concentrating on discussing the game, packed up her personal belongings, and waited for Xiaopang to change beds with her.

"Ranran, you sleep in my bed, I sleep in the little fat bed."

When Lin Qiuran entered Zhao Qichen's room with something, he heard Zhao Qichen's words.

"Why......"

Lin Qiuran felt a little strange.

"That's right, Sister Ran Ran is here, you have to care which bed you sleep in......"

Xiaopang pursed his lips, and because of Zhao Qichen's obscenity, he could only mumble in front of Lin Qiuran.

"It's really an old sow wearing bra, one set after another......"

Zhao Qichen rolled his eyes and blasted him out.

As soon as the door was closed, only Zhao Qichen and Lin Qiuran were left in the room.

Lin Qiuran still looked at Zhao Qichen with puzzled eyes, not understanding what he meant.

"I... I don't want you to sleep in the same bed that other men have ever sladied. Zhao Qichen said faintly.

Lin Qiuran was immediately amused by Zhao Qichen's resentful expression, and her tone was very helpless.

"Okay, okay, can't I sleep in your bed, little ancestor......"

Zhao Qichen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and finally showed a satisfied expression.

Although Lin Qiuran suspected that Zhao Qichen had an attempt when he first proposed this condition, it turned out that Zhao Qichen did not have any out-of-the-ordinary moves, except for ......

"Ranran, when you sleep, face me."

Lin Qiuran was embarrassed, listening to Zhao Qichen's coquettish tone, he was angry and helpless in his heart.

Still with his back to him, Lin Qiuran dropped a sentence fiercely:

"There's a game tomorrow, don't make a fuss! Hurry up and go to bed! ”

As if he was frightened by Lin Qiuran's fierce tone, Zhao Qichen didn't make a sound for a long time.

Lin Qiuran's consciousness gradually blurred, just a second before he fell asleep completely.

"Ranran, you turn around, I can't sleep without seeing your face......"

Lin Qiuran almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood, she straightened up from the bed in a bit of anger, and said angrily to Zhao Qichen:

"Can't see my face and can't sleep? I'm telling you, if you look at my face, you really can't sleep...... Not only can't you sleep, I can't sleep either......"

Who can sleep peacefully knowing that there is a pair of eyes staring at him all the time?

Anyway, Lin Qiuran didn't think she could do it.

Zhao Qichen didn't speak, but there was a little grievance in his eyes.

Lin Qiuran couldn't stand Zhao Qichen's coquettish appearance in front of her, and lay down again with some chagrin.

But this time it was directly opposite Zhao Qichen.

Covering his mouth with the quilt, Lin Qiuran said in a muffled voice:

"That's the way it should go, right?"

Zhao Qichen's eyes showed a faint smile and nodded lightly.

Lin Qiuran closed her eyes vigorously, out of sight and out of mind, trying to ignore the fact that Zhao Qichen was staring at her.

The more he forced himself to think like this, the more Lin Qiuran felt that his movements had become restrained, and even his breathing seemed to be a little deliberate.

The original sleepiness in her mind was gone, and finally, Lin Qiuran couldn't help but want to ask Zhao Qichen to stop looking at her.

When he opened his eyes, he found that Zhao Qichen, who was only one body away from him, was lying on the bed that was originally a little fat, sleeping very peacefully.

Zhao Qichen, who was asleep, no longer had the hard lines on his face when he was awake. His long eyelashes drooped and trembled slightly with his breathing, except for the red hair that looked a little flamboyant, he looked like an angel who had fallen into the world.

Lin Qiuran unconsciously stared at Zhao Qichen's sleeping face for a long time, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth.

In fact, Zhao Qichen is still very cute when he is asleep, unlike when he is awake, sometimes he is domineering like a demon, and sometimes he is clingy like a goblin.

In comparison, Lin Qiuran still thinks that his well-behaved appearance is the most pleasing when he is asleep now.