Faced with the questioning of Wings Up and some barrages, Qin Feng seemed very relaxed.

Hang?

What hangs can compare to your own persistence and hard work?

Not to mention the so-called second-line team members in front of them, even if they let V Company scan their computer hard drives, they can't sweep the slightest trace of hanging.

Questioning the Wings Up team members in the game's chat box.

Qin Feng didn't respond.

Instead, he responded to the barrage with some jokingness.

"They think I opened it, and that's what I opened."

"They are all so angry, why don't they obey them?"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes~Ah, yes, yes!"

"Speaking of which, tomorrow's Major qualifiers, we TBD still have to play a Bo3 with Wings Up."

Qin Feng, who had completed the five kills, looked calm in the face of the barrage and the opponent's questioning.

It seems that these five killings are just eating, drinking, and drinking.

What's so hard about it?

Routine!

The force came up all at once!

[Maybe Huaguo CS really has a so-called genius boy. 】

"Then I ask, who do you believe the words of A God and the words of Wings Up?" 】

[Anyway, God A is my alumnus, and I have watched him all the way when he started broadcasting, and I choose to believe in God A. 】

Maybe it was Wings Up's words that stimulated Qin Feng's teammates and inspired the bloodiness of Zawroo, People and others, or maybe it was in the face of Qin Feng's sniper rifles, and Wings Up's team members were all soft.

The attacker's Wings Up did not score a single point in the remaining four rounds.

The score of the first half was locked at 10-5.

The sixteenth round of the game, the second pistol round of the game.

With the help of a P250 sent by his teammates, Qin Feng directly used two headshots to tear apart the defense line of A.

The remaining three defenders quickly returned to the defense, but they still fell under the crossfire of the attacking bandits.

And the seventeenth round of the gun game was resolved by Qin Feng's side by the default of the back point.

The straight frame of the sewer on the right side of the game harvested two front top CT heads at the beginning.

The score soon came to 13-5.

Although there was a symbolic round of resistance, after Qin Feng picked up the familiar sniper rifle, the defense line of Wings Up Area A was ruthlessly torn through again.

14-6。

CT has no money.

The Wings Up, which was mixed with the MP9, could no longer withstand the footsteps of the attacking bandits.

In the end, the score of the whole game was locked at 16-6.

And this one, Qin Feng also played a terrifying personal data.

40 kills, 7 kills, 1 assist.

The luxurious and inhumane data set off another wave of barrage in the live broadcast room.

[Just came, what game did the anchor play today, perfect C+? ] 】

[It's off, God A, it's boring. 】

[Follow Aether thank you meow, follow Aether thank you meow.] 】

[Report Aether thank you meow, report Aether thank you meow.] 】

[No, it's not enough for you to report alone, my suggestion is to share God A's live broadcast room with your friends, and then you report it together. 】

[It is worthy of being a god, the handsome gun is just conscious, and the voice is charming. 】

……

After the game ended, Qin Feng did not directly click on the platform's matching button.

He first looked at the 8 friend applications on his platform.

They are from the three teammates of the upper set and the five of Wings Up.

After silently blocking all friend applications, Qin Feng casually changed the title of the live broadcast room:

Beware of the Second Dimension! 》

Then the platform was closed and the Aimlab gun practice was opened.

Tomorrow is the Major qualifier, and the effect of hitting passers-by is obviously better than going to the map to practice guns.

It's just that he just wanted to test the effect of Zilong's experience card.

Now that he knows the effect, it is the best choice to maintain his feel with a practicing gun.

"Well, brothers, it's been sown."

"Tomorrow is the Major qualifiers, and I'm going to practice my gun first, and then run the map."

Qin Feng explained to the audience in the live broadcast room.

【886，886。 】

[Come on A God, blow up Wings up tomorrow and let them see what a real genius boy is. 】

[There is only one A god, and that is - AmaNEk! 】

An afternoon passed in a flash.

In the empty training room, all that could be heard was the sound of Qin Feng's keyboard and mouse tapping.

The rest of TBD's teammates didn't even have any idea of preparing for the Major.

Is there any need to prepare for a score decided in advance and a script prepared in advance?

It's all a loss anyway, as long as the delivery is not so obvious, no one can see it.

Even if you can see it, will anyone be able to show evidence?

Sometimes it's really hard to tell the difference between match-fixing and mistakes.

Anyway, even if the acting skills are clumsy, there will be some sailors invited by the boss to help them wash the floor.

TBD.Wyyxhydmy, who was holding a takeaway plastic bag in his hand and happened to pass by the training room, looked at Qin Feng, who was still running in the training room, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Chasing dreams, chasing dreams, how can there be so many people who have succeeded in chasing their dreams?"

"One will make it work, and ten thousand bones will wither."

"At the feet of ropz, s1mple, zywoo, I don't know how many talented teenagers who dropped out of school and played professionally have fallen."

"After you really play professionally, you can know how cruel the professional game is."

"Your so-called talent, in the eyes of others, is actually not worth mentioning."

On the side, the captain of the TBD team, TBD.Life, who was taking takeaway with TBD.Wyyxhydmy, patted him on the shoulder helplessly.

"I don't know how the boss found him."

"I remember when we first formed the team, the boss asked us to play match-fixing."

"I didn't expect anyone else to really want to make a result."

"Anyway, I have a showdown with him, and it is estimated that he will be kicked after the Major qualifiers this time."

"I don't understand, isn't it good to eat food safely? So what's the use of hard practice, he really thinks he's s1mple? ”

It's like Qin Feng can't understand his teammates' fake matches.

These other TBD team members also couldn't understand Qin Feng's insistence.

No matter how good you are, can you still fail 1V9?

If it was a really talented teenager, he would have been favored by the youth team of Tyloo, RA, and VC a long time ago.

Which round is the TBD team at the bottom of their second line?

It is estimated that the boss took into account the reputation of a genius boy and a high-achieving student in the magic capital, so he let Qin Feng join their team.

Not to mention making it to the Major, come out with a signature of your own.

Even the regional qualifiers for the Major are extremely difficult.

"Hey."

Life sighed sadly.

There were times when he was in high spirits.

Who is not a hot-blooded and taboo-free teenager at the age of seventeen or eighteen?

Until the cruel reality, he was deeply struck to the ground.

The prize money he received in the first year could not even afford a train ticket home.

This is the cruel professional circle.

A first-class player who earns a lot of fame and money.

Third-rate player, nothing.

He can play to this day, and it is completely supported by the profits of match-fixing.

Think of the dragon sniper and gem knife in the inventory.

Life shook his head bitterly.

"Hehe, if I don't play match-fixing."

"I'm afraid it's all the original skins."