Guan Zeyuan's voice floated over the Oriental Sports Center.

At the same time, whether it was watching the game on the spot or watching the game in the official live broadcast room of the LPL on major platforms, everyone had an inexplicable feeling in their hearts.

I feel sorry for Xiaohu!!

In fact, in this game, to this extent, 39 minutes, SKT's advantage is already very large.

This wave of RNG team battles is just a hard bite to take on a wave of life and death groups.

If you win by luck, then you will take Dalong directly, and if you lose, then GG.

But, whether it's a team battle with a big difference between advantages and disadvantages, team battles together, the first second ADC should be a very normal move, right?

SKT is different.

Or rather, Faker is different!

As soon as the team battle was played, Xiaohu just tried to enter the game, and he went to Xiaohu as soon as he was the fattest midlaner Ike in SKT!

Last time, because of the line, I chased and killed most of the map of Xiaohu, and this time, I also chased and killed into the wild area until I completely killed Xiaohu.

Syllable!

“SKT. Faker killed RNG.Xiaohu!! ”

Such an announcement sounded in the canyon, and Faker once again showed a relaxed smile on his face, and secretly praised himself: Good kill! Well done Lee Sang-hyuk!

If it weren't for Xiaohu, he would have been interviewed by host Zhao Enjing a long time ago, how could it be like now?

These waves of killings can only be said to make him feel comfortable all over!

Revenge, cool!

"Sang-hyuk, the troll is still alive, and he went to your side."

The sound of Duke urns ringing out over the squad's voice.

Faker is back to his senses and outflanks the trolls.

A wave of ultimate team battles, SKT1 for 5, RNG was unable to return to the sky under the huge economic gap, and in the end, SKT took advantage of the situation to push the Crystal Heights in one fell swoop.

"It's over, okay, this game is indeed SKT's state is better, and Brother Li's performance is better...... Let's congratulate SKT on winning this game. ”

On the LPL commentary seat, Guan Zeyuan said in a strange tone.

Because, no matter what, Faker's single kill and two chase kills against Yu Xiaohu always linger in his mind!

It's weird!

Not to mention him, when the game ended, there were countless controversies and discussions on the barrage.

"No, Xiaohu and Brother Li really don't have any enmity, right?"

"What kind of grudge? Such a way to kill? ”

"Do you know that these two people have any grievances in Hanbok? Or is there some grudge in private reality? ”

"There's a fart, Xiaohu only debuted last year, and this year is the first time to play a world competition!"

"I feel sorry for the little tiger ......"

"I feel sorry for Xiaohu!"

"No, what does he mean by Li Guapi?!"

“……”

On the race bench.

When the game was over, Xiaohu took off his headphones as soon as possible, lay down on the gaming chair, tilted his head, and exhaled a long breath.

However, expressions are inevitably loveless.

"Yuan Hao, are you okay?"

As teammates, Mata and the others were all very sympathetic to Xiaohu's plight, so no one blamed Xiaohu, but came up to comfort him.

"It's okay, let me be quiet, I want to be quiet." Xiaohu laughed more ugly than crying, and reached out and pressed his temple.

"Cheer up!"

Mata walked around to Xiaohu's back and patted Xiaohu on the shoulder.

Xiaohu's quietness, in connection with his own strange encounter in the game, recalled that before he went on the court, Faker's gaze seemed to be a 'death gaze'?

He was speechless, opened his eyes suddenly, stood up, and asked unwillingly, "No, do any of you know?" Faker and I really don't have a grudge, do you? ”

"No, what kind of hatred can there be?" MLXG looked back and said.

"I don't know." Unintentionally shook his head.

"It's just that he played a little better, don't think too much, as for losing a handful or something, it's reasonable, hurry back and adjust your condition." Mata said.

"Is that really the case? …… Okay, okay. ”

Xiaohu nodded in disbelief, but, after thinking about it carefully, he really thought that he and Faker really didn't have any enmity.

This contest may be really, but he was one-sidedly educated and 'welcome to MSI', right?

"That's how it should be."

Xiaohu nodded, and completely let go in his heart.

It's just that when they got off the stage, they happened to bump into Faker and Blank, who were sitting on a chair at the entrance of the passageway, ready to take the stage for an interview.

The most outrageous thing is that Xiaohu accidentally flashed by, and seemed to see Faker cast a death stare at him again?

Xiaohu suddenly had a chill down his spine, and his hair was swishing.

Obviously, I comforted myself, but now, I can't hold back anymore!!

"Mata, come here and do me a favor."

Xiaohu hurriedly pulled the Korean aid in the team.

"What's wrong?" Mata asked.

"Didn't you see Faker? I want to ask him something, you can help me translate it. Xiaohu pulled Mata's sleeve and whispered.

Mata was completely speechless, glanced at Xiaohu, for the sake of the mental health and state of this mid-laner teammate, he had to agree and nodded: "Okay, okay, okay." ”

The two of them came to Faker and Blackie together.

Seeing this, Xiao Hei stood up with a swish and greeted: "Brother Shiheng? ”

"Good fight, this one, you almost completely suppressed us, it's too powerful." Mata compliments.

"Thank you, Brother Shiheng~." Xiao Hei touched his head embarrassedly.

Faker also nodded at Mata, stood up and said hello, "Brother Shiheng, it's been a long time. ”

Although Faker won the World Championship as early as s3, his resume in the league is even more exaggerated than Mata, who won the championship in s4.

But, after all, Mata is too old!

94 years.

Same age as Bengi.

Out of respect, even Faker has to shout brother.

"Well, Sang-hyuk, long time no see." Mata laughed.

Xiaohu quietly tugged at the hem of Mata's back coat.

Just now!

Just now! He seemed to notice Faker looking at him again!!

Mata said helplessly: "Well, we came here this time, in addition to congratulating you on your victory, there is one more thing, I want to help my teammates ask Sanghyuk about you." ”

"Ask me?" Faker's gaze, intentionally or unintentionally, fell on Xiaohu and looked at Mata, his eyes puzzled.

"Yes!" Mata smiled and asked, "Sanghyuk, do you know the little tiger player from our team, the one next to me?" ”

Swish!!

As soon as this question came out, the atmosphere of the scene was quiet for a moment!

Little Tiger's eyes widened!

Even Blank was a little nervous.

Although he didn't ask, but, in the game just now, in fact, he was also a little skeptical, is it that Brother Xiang He has a grudge against the opposite RNG midlaner?

How can you play a game like this?

It's outrageous!

Faker was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, of course there is no hatred, Brother Shiheng, why do you think so?" Also, how can you think like this, Little Tiger player? ”

Mata immediately turned around and translated to Xiaohu, saying that Lee Sang-hyuk replied that the two had no enmity, but that he was thinking too much.

"Really?"

Xiaohu was full of disbelief, but at this moment, he looked at Faker carefully.

Shocked!

He really found that Faker's expression was very ordinary and serious now, and there was no hatred at all.

"Could it be that I'm really thinking too much?"

Xiaohu glanced at Faker again, and almost a little, and wanted to add another sentence...... "Brother Li, a liar has to swallow a thousand needles." ”

After thinking about it, he felt that his friendship with Faker was not enough to say such a thing, so he endured it and didn't say it.

"Any other questions? Won-ho? Mata asked.

"It's gone." Xiaohu forcibly suppressed the weirdness in his heart and shook his head.

"Okay, Na Sang-hyuk, see you next time, next time, you won't win us again!" Mata smiled and waved her hand and pulled Xiaohu away.

Blank turned his head and glanced at Faker again, full of surprise, there was really no hatred?

Faker withdrew his gaze from Xiaohu, avoided Xiao Hei, showed a melon smile, shook his head, and thought, there must be hatred.

Of course, this kind of thing, once is about the same.

Today, he played so explosively, and it was purely an enemy meeting, and he was very angry, and he directly broke through himself.

Wait for the next time, there is not much left of his resentment to disappear, and he will naturally become his normal state, even if he wants to fight like this, he can't bear to fight like this.

He is not God.

And you can't always maintain the state of 'vinegar king increase'.

Besides, there is no such thing as "jealousy" and "endless anger" right now.

Could it be that he can never get an interview with the host Zhao Enjing, or that the host Zhao Enjing quietly hid, and then suddenly announced his love and shocked everyone?

Faker laughed, thinking it was.

"Faker player! Blank Player! ”

A staff member at the front desk trotted down all the way and greeted, "Host Kim Minna is already waiting in front, please come over for an interview." ”

"Good~!" Xiao Hei happily agreed.

Faker hesitated, gritted his teeth and plucked up his courage, pretended to be fine, lifted his glasses, and asked, "By the way, may I ask, will all the next interviews be hosted by Kim Minna?" ”

"Of course not!" The staff shook their heads in denial.

"Whew~!" Faker breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of his lips ready to turn up.

That's good!

It seems that in the next group stage interview, he still has the opportunity to meet the host of Enjing......

"And host Park Ji-sun." The staff said with a smile.

Faker：“？ ”

The staff dutifully added another sentence, gossiped his hand to cover his mouth, and lowered his voice, "And I seem to have heard that the host Zhao Enjing took leave just now, and the specific interview schedule for returning to the arena is still uncertain, otherwise, the host Zhao Enjing will definitely be queued in." ”

Faker：（￣□￣； ）

The corners of the lips that have just been upturned with a small arc are instantly smoothed!

Faker lowered his head and clenched his fists silently.

My heart has become extremely irritable for no reason!

He had to take it back!

RNG. Xiaohu！

You bitch.

Don't share it!!

Three days! He hasn't been interviewed by host Zhao Enjing for three days!

And listen to this tone, and the rest will be the same!

Just now, he was obviously vented because of the end of a game, but at this moment, a new raging fire rose in his heart again!

Crazy echo in the ear: Kill the little tiger! Kill the little tiger! Kill the little tiger!!

Blank quietly glanced at Faker, who was suddenly silent, and then at the staff who were talking to the other side, narrating how powerful Eun Jing's interview video at EDG was, and shivered with another black line...

Shut up, Nishihachi Ryoma!

If you continue, if you don't mean me, there must be a corpse lying here today, don't you have any points in your heart?

Please hurry up and experience the current atmosphere, stinky boy!!

(End of chapter)