Friday's regular season, the sixteenth home game.

For King's new debutant, An Ningning, the operator of the account brocade.

The fame of the First World War, which countless people expected, did not appear, but suffered a huge Waterloo.

As the sixth person who replaced Hu Yishui this time, in the game, he did not show what a player expected by everyone should be, but he didn't seem to be able to find his place on the field.

Even if you are very familiar with all kinds of guns, you can make good decisions about the current terrain, but King is not a decent team after all.

At the beginning of the field, there was not much command, and everyone almost disbanded on the spot and generally moved tactically according to the rhythm.

Unlike the game, everyone's stubbornness and temper are almost at the extreme in this arena, without the slightest hint of accommodation. In the absence of an overall layout, the rotation player An Ningning was too cramped, did not express obvious tactical intentions, and was quickly eliminated.

Post-match press conference.

The girl hung her head deeply, her hands on her knees clenched into fists, and her joints turned white.

And the reporters below interviewed one after another like whips, whipped her, making her unable to meet people and making her ashamed.

“…… I heard that this post-match press conference King was supposed to focus on introducing An Ningning, but with today's game, does the King team still feel the need? ”

“…… With all due respect, An Ningning's potential is good, but it is only a good potential, at least the previous sixth man Hu Yishui still has a tacit understanding with everyone because of the previous 30 games, and now he has rashly changed An Ningning, have you considered the problem of team run-in before the game? Is it appropriate to reflect on whether it is inappropriate for such a player to make his debut without training in the academy? ”

“…… I think An Ningning is just a senior substitute, which is not the same as what the King Club emphasized at the beginning, and then look at this game, is the main reason for the loss of An Ningning's sluggish mobility in the final game? ”

Although she hasn't been asked yet, it's all about her.

In this arena, here, she seems to be extraordinarily small, thinking that when she was eliminated in the end, Suning, who has been walking in the main force of the opposing team as a attacker, gave an exclamation point in the team channel without saying a word.

It seemed that she could imagine the shock, disbelief, and suspicion in his gaze.

She failed, maybe she really thought too highly of herself and thought it all too simply.

Her nose was sour, she bit her inner lip, and she restrained all her emotions as she resisted the guilt and frustration that almost rushed to her mind.

She couldn't cry.

She can't be weak here.

Because she's not just herself, she's also representing King!

I couldn't swallow the choking in my throat, because I was patient with my emotions, and my hands clenched into fists trembled slightly.

He watched.

But.

He can't help.

Even he can't pay too much attention to her.

Because that's what she should have to endure to become an esports player and to be a member of the team who wants to chase that championship.

The young man tensed his jaw slightly, his Adam's apple slid away, he withdrew the afterglow that left no trace, looked at the reporters in the audience fixedly, and picked up the microphone.

The young man is like a green bamboo, with a straight back, a handsome face, and a serious and humble gaze.

Swept away the usual casual jokes between friends, lost the ruthlessness of rushing forward like a madman on the field, lost the youthful spirit of winning the victory, and lost the impatience of the occasional temper.

He is like a real responsible captain, holding up the King's mountain with his arms.

"The reason for the loss of this game ......"

He spoke, and at the same time, the clicking photos in the stadium and the flashing lights from all sides made him subconsciously turn his face slightly sideways, paused, and continued, "Everyone in our team is responsible, especially me, the captain, as for the specific reasons, we will review and discuss and summarize the progress later, thank you for your concern." ”

- This is a unified answer to all the previous questions to King.

However, the reporters were not satisfied, but instead pointed all the fingers at An Ning Ning unceremoniously.

"May I ask An Ningning, do you think you made a mistake in this game?"

"Excuse me...... Do you feel that your joining is a devastating choice for King, who is struggling to chase points? ”

"Excuse me, will you participate in the next round?"

"Excuse me, do you think you should say sorry to the fans and journalists who follow you, because you have a strength that doesn't match the club's official claims?"

The words were like thorns, piercing her heart, almost making her unsteady on her feet, facing the reporters who were like wolves, in the worried eyes of the members, in the trusting eyes of the coach, and under the silent gaze of Suning, she stood up.

Facing the camera, he bowed.

Her heart was beating like thunder, and she knew that all eyes were on her at this time, and she didn't allow herself to be a little wrong.

"I'm sorry." She smiled, a little stiff but quick to hide it, "but not to apologize for not having the strength of the mismatch, but for arrogance, contempt, and taking it for granted." ”

Jiang Qizhen shook her head slightly at her, and her eyes motioned for her not to say any more.

Because even if it is a sincere confession, these words are spoken, and the media will completely turn this into a sin on her head.

However, the girl pursed her lips and smiled softly, but she was more determined.

"I can't deny that I may have thought of it all too easily, I don't have a sense of awe, and even for my teammates I occasionally find fault with their shortcomings, but I didn't think that they, including all the players in the league, could get to where they are now, and they have been honed through countless competitions."

"Probably because I overestimated myself, underestimated others, and underestimated this arena, that's why I failed today."

"As for whether to participate in the next round of the competition, I listen to the arrangement of my coach and captain, as well as my joining." She paused, "I'll make it the best thing King does." ”

"Good!" Liu Renya clapped his hands.

The reporters were stunned, but scattered applause followed, and they had no choice but to accept the question, applaud first, and when they wanted to continue, they found that the girl didn't seem to finish speaking.

She got up and walked out of the interview booth and bowed sideways to all the members, including the coach not far away.

"I'm sorry again, I'll try my best in the future."

Everyone whispered or smiled heartily to indicate that they were fine, and the young man's cold voice stood out in it.

"You know, I hate the weak."

The girl was stunned for a moment, then bent the corners of her mouth shallowly, and smiled gently.

"It's a pity that I'm weak right now, but I'm going to try to make others weaker than I am."

"Hmm." The boy seemed to respond nonchalantly.

"Then I'm looking forward to it."