Journey to the Heavens of Film and Television

Chapter 708 Where Are You From?

[Okay, the game has officially started. The first round is still the offensive and defensive mode we are familiar with. It can be seen that SP started with a reinforced server, hoping to replace offense with defense, and look for opportunities to fight back. 】

[That's right, judging from the previous results of both parties, et's overall strength is slightly inferior to SP's, and it also performed poorly in the points match. It seems that SP guessed in advance that et's team would use fast break tactics to win the first game first . 】

[Yes, we can see that the et team is attacking with all members. Unfortunately, the fast attack tactics are too aggressive. Once the opponent takes precautions, it will not be able to effectively reduce the number of personnel, and it will expose the dilemma of no one behind. 】

"Innin, Xiaomi pay attention to both sides, cover my surprise attack! Little."

From the corner of the slide, he glanced at the constantly beating red error pop-up window on Mi Shaofei's screen, frowned, turned his head and told Follwing on the other side: "Defense stay in Europe, Fu Wen will take over from Xiaomi, come on top, come on!" on top."

"I'm coming."

Follwing stared at the screen intently, and while responding to the captain, his fingers jumped rapidly on the keyboard.

Xiaomi moved his hands away from the keyboard, and the voices of teammates communicating from the earphones became farther and farther away, and finally there was only the 'didi' alarm that kept ringing along with the error pop-up window.

It wasn't until there was a burst of cheers that he turned his head and looked at both sides belatedly. The red error pop-up window on the screen disappeared, but the white and bold winning victory logo was even more dazzling.

【pretty! !Ou Qiang successfully defended against the attack of the two players of et, slide!slide!The slide took advantage of the chaos to go around to the back of et, and took down the opponent's server neatly! 】

[35 minutes and 35 seconds!Nine minutes and [-] seconds, if I remember correctly, this should be the fastest game to end this season, right? 】

[Not only this season, games that ended in 10 minutes have been very rare in the official competitions of the past two years. The record for the fastest game should be the Odin team played by the genius boy Naya in the cst European competition three years ago They won with a time of 56 minutes and [-] seconds. Of course, this game is really rare for SP. Let us once again give warm applause to our SP team! 】

"SP!" "SP!" "SP!"

The audience, including the commentators, were all excited for SP's crisp victory.

There is a 10-minute break at the end of each game, and the commentator will do some post-match analysis and replays. The players from both sides will leave the field temporarily to go to the backstage for a short rest and tactical adjustments.

Listening to the cheers and shouts of the audience, Slider and Innin walked towards the backstage talking and laughing. Ou Qiang looked back at Mi Shaofei who was at the end, stopped and waited for him under the stage for a while, raised his eyebrows and said: "Why, aren't you happy when you win?"

"Happy, of course happy." Mi Shaofei wiped his face, glanced at the auditorium inadvertently, quickly looked away, patted Ou Qiang's arm, and walked forward.

On the other side, the VIP viewing seats directly in front of the stage.

Affected by the atmosphere of the audience, Tong Nian excitedly grabbed the corner of Zhou Jiyi, laughed out his little teeth, made a shrill voice, and pointed at the stage: "Win~Win~~"

'Hiss~ What kind of strange movement is this?The water boiled? '

Zhou Ji turned his head to look at the excited Tong Nian, stretched out two fingers, gently pinched the upper corner of his clothes, and tugged back.
tugged.
Sun Yaya in the auditorium watched Mi Shaofei and Ou Qiang go backstage, and slowly put down the cheering sticks he was waving.

Although SP won the first round, Mi Shaofei was the first one to get out.
When playing against the et team, 1v1 couldn't even beat the opponent's flanker.

10 minutes passed in a blink of an eye, Ai Qing and sp everyone analyzed the second round of play, looked at their watches and said: "Although we are ahead by one match point, we can't take it lightly. Every game is played as the last round. Keep up the good work and victory will be ours!"

"come on!"

The slide stretched out his palm, Ou Qiang, Innin and the others climbed on it one after another. Mi Shaofei pursed his mouth, took a deep breath, put the last one on the back of following's hand, and shouted loudly: "Come on!" '

"Well, let's go." Ai Qing stood aside with a smile on her face, watching each team member pass in front of her, and finally grabbed Mi Shaofei's arm suddenly.

"Millet."

Ai Qing grasped it so tightly that Mi Shaofei could even feel a faint pain in his arm.

Looking down at Ai Qing's hand, she moved up her arm to meet a pair of firm and encouraging eyes.

"Come on. Play hard and don't leave any regrets in your life." Ai Qing let go of her palm and nodded to him.

Mi Shaofei pursed his lips and squeezed out a smile, and re-entered the battlefield in the face of the cheers that hadn't faded away.

Lost.

Lost the second game.

After all, offensive and defensive battles are a team competition, and the performance of one person will affect the outcome of the entire team.

Due to team et's disastrous defeat in the first round, the original Bo3 wins in three rounds turned into a single-elimination elimination in a blink of an eye. Bearing this pressure, they were obviously much more cautious in the second round.

On the SP side, on the contrary, because they won the first game too easily and held the match point, they naturally underestimated their opponents and relaxed their nerves.

et took this into consideration and set up a game specifically for sp. Xiaomi's aggressive advances not only disrupted the team's original deployment, but also pulled the entire team into a disadvantage.

By the time the others were alerted, it was too late, and the slide went to respond, only to be surrounded and rescued. Innin and following originally wanted to stage a gourd baby to save grandpa, but fortunately, Ou Qiang stopped it in time.

However, the general situation is over, even if Ou Qiang and the others tried their best to hold back their opponents, they were unable to beat four hands with two fists, and finally knocked out gg.

Bang~!

Backstage, Fu Wen suddenly kicked the cardboard box next to him, and wanted to step on it again, but Ai Qing raised her hand to stop it.

"Following! What are you doing!" Ai Qing frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

"What am I doing, you should ask someone what is doing?"

In any competitive event, the thing that raises blood pressure the most is knowing that the opponent is not as strong as yourself, but you lose in the end.

Fu Wen was furious, and said indiscriminately, "Drag two rounds in a row"

"Enough!" Ai Qing interrupted with a gloomy expression.

Slider and innin also quickly grabbed Fu Wen and comforted him: "It's okay, I also had problems in the last game. The situation on the field is changing rapidly, and some opportunities are even fleeting. It's because I failed to adjust my tactics in time, and I will just come back in the next game. "

"That's right, if you lose a game, you'll win it back." Innin responded, "It's just that group of bad guys from et, haven't we encountered them before? Don't we just hang them up and hit them casually?"

Fu Wen also made a slip of the tongue for a while, but now he calmed down, looked at Mi Shaofei with some embarrassment and said, "Sorry, I talk nonsense on impulse, don't be angry."

Mi Shaofei pursed his lips and raised the corners of his mouth, barely smiling.

Ai Qing clapped her hands to attract everyone's attention, and said in a slow tone: "Okay, the matter has changed, don't bring your emotions into the next round."

"Yaya, don't worry too much, you just lost one round, and et lost too~"

On the other side, Tong Nian saw Sun Yaya's worried expression, and comforted him, "There's still one round~ Xiaomi and the others will definitely win, right Zhou Ji."

After Tong Nian finished speaking, he still didn't forget to pull Zhou Ji, but Zhou Ji didn't respond for a long time. When he turned his head, he saw Zhou Ji muttering, "Oh, I'm a little bit hung up."

Tong Nian said speechlessly, "Where are you from? Isn't SP your team?"

"It's just a matter of fact."

Zhou Ji looked at the SP people who had re-entered the battle room, his eyes fell on Mi Shaofei, and he shook his head.

"His mood is messed up."

(End of this chapter)