The e-sports god takes it home

Chapter 603 The desire to win has never changed
Lin Ke was also full of admiration: "Win's thinking is very good, and the goal is also very clear. I don't kill people but push towers, and the bilateral performance is very impressive. Hua Mulan and the old master are very well driven. Needless to say, Joe also wishes this fighting team with a distinctive style to have a more exciting performance in the playoffs."

"Especially Hero, after a season of baptism and tempering, he has become more sharp." Xixi said.

While talking, the director has also cut the scene to the war room of the Win team. The girl who said that she wants to prove that heroes and warriors are never synonymous with men is still wearing a high ponytail full of vitality, laughing and talking to her teammates What, a pair of bright big eyes are shining brightly under the incandescent lamp, and the whole person is full of vigor.

In this season, she has cried and laughed, but her desire to win has never changed.

The barrage was also lively as if it was Chinese New Year.

[Ah, ah, my Win is awesome!Cheers to the playoffs! 】

[Ah, ah, ah, Hero, my wife, Hua Mulan is too beautiful tonight! 】

【Ahhh, God Lu is smiling so Su, I don't care, the rumors are high!Da Qiao trotted all the way to the highlands to pick up his wife and go home, it's not too sweet! 】

[I beg you, if you win the championship this season, go get your certificate! 】

【Ahhhhh Win is my belief!Come on in the playoffs, my eternal Triple Crown! 】

【I picked Lu Shen up like a [-]-meter sprint! 】

[Contract Win all staff!I don't care, it's all later! 】

[Listen, is this a human language? 】

After coming out of the war room, everyone in Win held hands as usual and bowed to the fans who came to watch the game. Looking at the light board with her name flashing under the stage, Bu Yao was still in a daze. It's over, and the people holding her name light board have also changed from a few scattered people at the beginning to a group.

The corners of her lips began to rise unconsciously, and her heart seemed to be soaked in warm water. It was so warm and ironing. It was great that someone could still see her hard work.

Only when he bowed after each match, could Lu Yan hold hands with her without any scruples.

He followed her line of sight, and saw the light board with her name written on it. Against the background of his name board, which formed a sea of ​​lights, it was still pitifully small.

But it was getting better and better, and his Mrs. Lu was getting closer and closer to him.

Everything is developing in a better and better direction.

Lu Yan squeezed the back of her hand, and said in a deep voice with a soothing tone: "There will be more and more."

Bu Yao let out an 'hmm', but what came to mind was the first time she faced the top ten kills and her mentality collapsed. He also smiled tenderly and told her word by word: "Fight hard, you will get better and better." Many."

He brought her too much warmth, every frame was full of throbbing in retrospect.

Bu Yao squeezed his hand back, and amidst the fans' shouts and her own thunderous heartbeat, she said word by word: "Thank you."

Thank him for bringing her to this arena, thank him for the romance and touch he brought her, and thank him for being careful and approaching step by step.

But he raised a smile, glanced at her playfully, and pointed out: "Compared with verbal thanks, I prefer the kind of words."

Bu Yao: "." Sure enough, sensationalism is not suitable for the two of them.

(End of this chapter)