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"Huchi~huchi~"
The hot breath exhaled through the nose gradually caused spiderweb-like threads of blood to spread out of the clear pores.
"Bang~"
The moment he witnessed the crystal explosion, Su Chen abruptly took off his earphones, and left quickly alone with the complicated eyes of shock, sluggishness, shame, self-blame, etc. on both sides of him.
"Liu Qingsong, are we two such useless people?"
Lin Weixiang's eyes revealed unspeakable pain. He lowered his head and listened to the footsteps coming from near and far. It was like a mountain pressing on his heart, and it was really difficult to breathe.
After three games,
koro1 and stateless can actually provide certain help to Su Chen during the laning period.
In a pure laning competition, they are inferior to the duo of ruler and corjj with a visible disadvantage.
If it weren't for the pressure-resistance advantage given by the incense burner version, perhaps it would be more than just falling behind in CS...
There are obviously side effects in the bottom lane. The nb's three-game strategy can only focus on the top and middle. This is a last resort.
stateless and koro1's age,
Decided,
As the game progresses, they can no longer maintain the energy and exaggerated reaction speed they did when they were young.
"Our bottom lane... is really weak..."
Pulling the silver hair on his forehead with both hands, Liu Qingsong lowered his head with his eyes distracted, as if he couldn't feel the pain coming from his scalp.
Except for the bottom lane combination of Glory and Policewoman, they barely helped the team and won the next round.
But what else will they do after that?
When Liu Qingsong thought about it, during his gluttonous period, he ate, drank and had fun all day long, relying on his talent to fool around every day.
If that wasted time is used for serious training,
So today,
Our bottom lane...should be able to help the team, right?
The emotion of regret spread in his heart-wrenching chest.
"Oh, it's okay, it's okay. When we two old guys first debuted, maybe we weren't as good as you two."
"Let's go back and see how Su Chen is doing. The pressure on this child is too heavy."
Seeing the two children in pain, Wuzhou and koro1 looked at each other, each holding one's shoulders, comforting and persuading them.
Backstage,
Su Chen was like an emotionless puppet, walking forward aimlessly.
At this time, there was only one thought in his mind,
That is: win SSG and advance to the finals!
Falling behind two to one, anyone can despair, but he can't!
Teacher Miller choked back his humble wish, and countless players left messages in the background, expressing their support and pleas for his high hopes...
Even...he himself didn't achieve his pre-professional goals!
"Also, the agreement I made with my mother has not yet been fulfilled. She will definitely see me in the Bird's Nest..."
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Clenching his fists, Su Chen whispered, "As long as we find a way to break the three-star vision war, all problems will be solved!"
But... where to find it?
Leopard Girl's invasion style can only succeed once, at most, unexpectedly.
So Olaf, can he also exert the same suppressive power?
no!
SSG is not a fool either. With the continuous bright ideas, they will definitely find a way to counter them.
His eyebrows were wrinkled into characters.
at this time,
"Peng~"
A severe headache came from his forehead. Su Chen screamed in pain, staggered back two steps, lowered his head and pressed on his red and swollen skull.
"We're here now?"
Looking up at the door of the 'nb' lounge, Su Yan shook his head and was surprised. He stretched out his hand to open the door and walked in.
"Su Chen, why are you the only one?"
Chris, who was pacing back and forth, asked in surprise as his anxiety faded.
"Ah?"
Su Yan was slightly startled and blinked blankly.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have left without saying hello to the team members.
"Damn it!"
Su Chen's expression changed slightly, he slapped his head again, and quickly turned back, just as he was about to look for Lin Weixiang and his party.
But at a turn,
"Peng~"
"Oh shit~"
Lin Weixiang, who suddenly suffered a heavy blow, covered his sore nose, his knees softened, and he half-knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face.
Su Chen also fell to the ground due to the elastic recoil.
Liu Qingsong: "..."
no status:"……"
koro1: "..."
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"Lin Weixiang, you really should lose weight."
Helping Su Chen to the sofa, Liu Qingsong looked at his red and swollen eyebrows and said angrily: "Looking at Chenchen being hit by you, I'm so open-minded!"
"Fuck you, I'm also a victim, okay?"
Lin Weixiang stuck his butt out, held a doll pillow, and buried his head in the sofa, still wailing in pain.
"It would be great if it could really become the Eye of Heaven."
Hearing this, Su Chen let go of the fingers holding his brows and took pleasure in the pain, "Just open the map and hang it up. I can know where the other side is running, so we don't have to fight so hard."
"Chenchen."
After a moment of silence, Liu Qingsong blamed himself: "The main reason is that we played too poorly in the bottom lane. If it were Uzi or brother-in-law, maybe you and Brother Tai would have made it to the finals."
"Don't say that. We can't reach the semi-finals without everyone's efforts. Besides, we haven't been eliminated yet, so we may not have a chance to defeat Samsung."
Patting Liu Qingsong's shoulder, Su Chen's smile was as gentle as ever, as if it could dispel all the clouds.
“If you want to win, you still have to work hard to win.”
Chris then said, "I have observed the situation first. Our ward placement in the early and mid-term is actually very good, not inferior to Samsung. However, as we approach the late stage, the number of real wards drops sharply!"
Saying,
He looked down at the notes he had recorded, "I also happened to count the number of views between us and SSG after three games."
Game 1: 48vs33
Second game: 34vs40
Game 3: 55vs42
"Except for the second game, relying on Su Chen to gain a huge advantage in the jungle, which led to our overtaking in the number of real eyes in the later stage, we fell behind in the other two losing games!"
Chris sighed and said: "As for the number of personal wards, Su Chen can be slightly ahead of Master An every time, and Liu Qingsong can also be equal. As for the wards of the three of you, they are far behind."
He didn't blame the team members when he said this.
Whether it is the top, middle or shooter, the use of economy is mostly converted into equipment. This is a very normal phenomenon.
The five members of the team have a tacit understanding of each other and the number of real eyes purchased by each person is almost the same. I am afraid that this is the only team in the world that is Samsung.
"Every time I return to the city, I force myself to buy real eyes."
Lin Weixiang patted the sofa in annoyance, "But every time when the middle stage comes and the battle gets fierce, I always tend to forget and focus on the equipment."
"Coach, if it doesn't work out, I might as well play with a plane or a czar. What do you think?"
Wu State said hesitantly, "In this way, even if I forget to buy a ward, I can still use a sand soldier or a missile to barely detect the grass, and I won't just stare and let..."
Before I finished speaking,
The shoulders of his head were pinched tightly. He turned his head in shock and saw a pair of bright eyes burning with flames, staring at him from a very close distance.
"Su...Su Chen, what's wrong with you?"
Wu State raised the back of his head, his tone was trembling, and his heart was pounding.
Could it be that this child was so angry at what he said that he wanted to kill someone?
"Brother Tai, I...have it!"
Su Chen grinned, unable to control his excitement, and shouted ecstatically.
"Ah? It's not mine, right?"
"???"
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