Chapter 183: The Past

"When I was in high school, I was a little tired of studying, and I often played games in the Internet café at the school gate, and there was a network manager brother who met me later, and he knew that my family conditions were not particularly good, so he told me that I could make money by playing games live broadcast."

"I didn't think about making a lot of money when I started live broadcasting, I just thought that it would be nice if I could be self-sufficient with money online. Unexpectedly, more and more people came to watch my live broadcast, and it wasn't long before there were even e-sports teams coming to poach me as an academy student......"

As if recalling some embarrassing experience, Mao Taro's expression was embarrassed, and his cheeks were slightly red.

Lin Qiuran was a little surprised.

is not only surprised that Mao Taro has such an unknown past, but what surprises her even more is that this seemingly quiet boy can also tell his story seriously in front of others.

In the previous elite competition, Lin Qiuran had checked the information of each team's players, but all the information of Mao Taro only showed that he was a youth student of SOD.

"'If you can't climb this mountain, they won't hear your story.'" Have you ever heard that?"

Mao Tao's eyes gradually became solemn.

"Not only me, but also every player in SOD, as well as the well-intentioned Zangyue, everyone is waiting for you to climb this mountain."

Lin Qiuran could see the longing light in Mao Taro's eyes.

On the second day of the intra-group match, SOD changed the starting lineup.

The team's substitute player Mao Taro replaced the original starter Sunshine on the field.

As soon as the news came out, it shocked everyone.

"Oh my God, didn't this Mao taro just enter SOD not long ago, and the team sacrificed so much to cultivate him?"

"Is this a different way for SOD to abandon the game?"

"I died laughing, I didn't expect Sunshine to have a day on the cold bench."

Not to mention fans, even the official commentator of God of War live was surprised by this wave of decisions of SOD.

"Is this a surprise that SOD left for fans, wait and see."

When the commentary said this, the barrage was almost the same.

Some are even ridiculing Zhao Qichen's performance yesterday.

"It's also a good thing to change people as soon as possible, and it's better to go home early in this state of sunshine."

Step on one and hold one, the trolls' consistent style.

Lin Qiuran had already collected the mobile phones of the players before the game, and they would not see these messy public opinions.

Lin Qiuran, as always, sat in the spectator seat during the game, blending in with many fans.

Looking at the empty seat beside her, she sighed slightly.

When she set off this morning, Mao Yao tugged at the corner of her clothes and pointed to his room.

Zhao Qichen didn't get up.

opened the door with Mao Taro's room card, and saw Zhao Qichen sleeping on a bed inside, with his head covered in the quilt, looking sleepy.

"Let's go."

Lin Qiuran didn't try to wake him up.

No one will ever wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, this truth no one will not know.

Zhao Qichen's schedule is definitely not a situation where he can't get up early during this critical period.

didn't get up, it can only mean that he doesn't want to wake up.

With the door, Lin Qiuran announced his departure.

The team members immediately figured out the current situation, and they all quietly followed Wen Zhouxing's footsteps to the competition venue.

The seats at Worlds are nothing compared to all the previous games.

For example, this tournament is a famous arena in Las Vegas.

The auditorium alone takes more than ten minutes to complete.

Lin Qiuran sat here, watching the fans in various regions cheering for their favorite teams, and he could feel the charm of e-sports more intuitively.

The game starts quickly.

In the first game, three minutes into the game, Lin Qiuran saw that they wanted to use the tactics of two-and-two pushing, first searching for several important material points, and transferring the gun to collect the head. It's a pity that in the process of transferring, the chubby old wolf fell to the ground one after another, and finally ended the game with the team's five kills.

Although he didn't eat chicken, he played the momentum and rhythm he should have at the beginning.

It's so much better than yesterday.

The reason why the situation was so miserable yesterday was not because of how strong the opponent was, but because a large part of the reason was that he was in a mess, and there was no trace of the rhythm of the game that belonged to SOD.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, with the killing results and the survival results of the taro and horse monkeys, this game has a positive effect on stabilizing the mentality of the players.

"Not bad."

After the game is over, Chubby hammers the shoulder of Mao Taro next to him.

Mao Yao smiled shyly, and the corners of her mouth hooked slightly.

"Just follow the feeling of the first game, pay attention to the communication must not be messy."

After the game, Wen Zhouxing used a short ten-minute break to tell the players.

Several people looked excited and nodded in unison.

In the second game, the desert map, SOD directly along the route four people chose to skydive in the small town of impala.

The first circle of the map brush is the southeast circle.

In the early stage, SOD chose a strategy of avoiding battles, and quickly entered the finals to occupy points while other teams were in a melee.

This is the North-South war.

Lin Qiuran smiled in the viewing seat.

These tactics were all used by them during their previous live broadcasts.

After occupying the point, the four of them successfully stuck the point, and Mao Taro and Chubby got the kill one after another.

Minutes and seconds passed. There are only three teams left on the map.

In the final 2V1 battle, not only Lin Qiuran, but also the surrounding audience held their breath.

"Shrink the circle, are you leaving?"

Seeing that the next wave of poison circles was getting closer and closer, the horse monkey couldn't help but ask.

"There's a team that wants to go around!"

The horse monkey turned on the scope to observe for a week, and lowered the sound of the warning.

At this time, the internal voice must be whispered, and too loud will affect the judgment.

As time passed, Mao Taro gritted his teeth.

"Solve the team behind the circle first!"

"But I don't have enough supplies on me, what if this team solves the next team?"

The snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits.

No one will fail to understand this truth.

If there is any mistake in the next firefight, SOD cannot quickly solve the team behind it, it is almost equivalent to having no chance to eat chicken.

There are two ways to GG, one is that the lack of resources is not defeated by the team that comes to the door first.

The second is that the process of fighting consumes too much blood, and eventually falls to the ground under the continuous effect of bullets and poison.

Both of these are what the third team is most happy to see.

But if the team that is going to go around can't be solved, even if they enter the circle immediately, they will be killed by the opponent's people immediately in the next second after entering the circle.

Since they have chosen to go around the queen, 80% can be judged that they have a lot of resources.

Especially pharmaceutical resources.

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent.

Kill this team, and they will have enough material strength to compete with the last team.

"Let's go!"

The trade-off is almost between lightning and flint in the brain of Mao Taro.