The e-sports god has fallen again

Chapter 333 Sorry for Keeping You Waiting

Commentator B gave him a sideways look, with words written all over his face: I suspect that you are peeking at crispy duck literature behind my back, but I have no proof.

On the field, the two strong men of the LGM team had already rushed into the room under the cover of smoke bombs.

Lang Qiao had already set up an ambush, but her two fists were no match for her four hands. When she went around the room and knocked down the two who rushed into the room, the sniper who was ambushing in the opposite building also shot her in the head.

The moment he fell to the ground, Lang Qiao thumped the table angrily, regretting that he had not been able to make up for the two people who had already been knocked down.

And on the commentary stage, the two commentators felt sorry for each other.

"Lang の Temptation failed to make substitutions and was counterattacked, but it is already amazing to be able to knock down two in one-on-three!" commentator A said.

"The sniper of the LGM team has already gone upstairs. If the other two teammates are supported by him, the situation on the court will change from three-on-two to three-on-one in an instant!" commentator B said.

In their eyes, the knocked down Lang Qiao was basically a dead man.

Lang Qiao's blood volume was getting less and less, and the opponent's sniper had already pushed the door open, rushing all the way to the second floor with the sound of 'da da da' footsteps.

And the moment he entered the room, he pulled the trigger on Lang Qiao's head.

After a 'bang' gunshot, Lang Qiao's eyes widened, and he watched the enemy's head being pierced by bullets, bursting out green blood, and together with his other two teammates who were knocked down, became box.

On the hillside not far away, Ji Shao dropped the AWM in his hand, and said with a muffled smile in a deep voice, "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting."

AWM, the king of sniping, has a long range, a fast rate of fire, a small fall, and high damage.

Since the opponent's sniper was killed by him first, the bullet that hit Lang Qiao was judged invalid by the system.

[Good luck, eat chicken tonight! 】

The moment the golden page popped up, thunderous cheers erupted from the scene.

The two commentators also seemed to wake up from a dream, and said in unison: "Let us congratulate the GNM team for winning the championship of this PDL Spring Championship and qualifying for the promotion of the PCL!"

On the LED screen at the scene, a complete documentary dedicated to their team was also played.

This is the material collected by the team following the filming throughout the season.

In the documentary, there is the demon king who secretly put on Kinesi-effect patches behind his back, Gatlin who forced himself to throw mines over and over again in the training camp after blowing up his teammates with mines, and Waiting for me who is silent and hardly absent from training, There was Lang Qiao who got up early day after day in order to compare with the devil king, and Ji Shaoyi who didn't even have time to eat during training.

From the beginning of the season to the end of the season, their daily training images were recorded by the camera, like flipping through a book, quickly flipping through frame by frame until the final frame freezes.

A row of flamboyant black characters appeared on the pure white screen.

It's not that we don't get tired, we just want to win too much.

On the stage, this group of teenagers who wanted to win too much had already huddled together excitedly, yelling and venting indiscriminately, and only after being reminded by the host, they stretched out their hands to hold the trophy.

The GNM fans in the barrage are already happy and crazy.

【AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhCome out and get beaten! 】

[It's not that they don't get tired, they just want to win too much, I burst into tears as soon as I stepped on the horse, from Sister Lang and Ji Shao's ability to control all kinds of cold weapons, it can be seen that they have played ruthlessly behind their backs kung fu. 】

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!I wonder if he will cry after winning the championship! 】

【The Demon King Zaizai is so face-saving, he will definitely cry secretly behind our backs! 】

On the podium, Ji Shao held Lang Qiao's head and rubbed it hard.

Lang Qiao kept his head down, without any reaction.

Ji Shaoyi just squatted down, wanting to see what's going on with her.

As a result, when he poked his head to the left, Lang Qiao turned his face away, and when he poked his head to the right, Lang Qiao turned his face to the left again.

After going back and forth several times, Ji Shao smiled.

There was a hint of teasing in the clear and unhurried voice: "You won't cry, will you?"

In the next second, he saw his husband's ears turned pink at a speed visible to the naked eye, but he still refused to admit it: "No!"

With a 'click', a drop of warm liquid hit the back of Ji Shaoyi's hand.

Lang Qiao was taken aback, and reached out to wipe it off, but Ji Shaoyi held his hand down, and said with a smile, "Then what is this? Drooling?"

As he spoke, the hand was still shaking in front of her eyes.

Lang Qiao: "..." God damn drools.

She sniffed, and just as she was about to continue to quibble, she felt an itch on her waist.

With a little warmth, Ji Shaoyi's fingertips rubbed against her smooth skin, instantly arousing goosebumps all over her body.

"What are you doing!" Lang Qiao knocked off his troublesome hand, his voice was a little muffled because he had just cried.

Ji Shaoyi played hooligans confidently and confidently: "Seeing that you are coveting my beauty so much that your saliva comes out, please satisfy you."

Seeing that he was going to make trouble again, Lang Qiao's face flushed red with anxiety: "This is not saliva!"

"what is that?"

"I'm just..." Lang Qiao unconsciously tugged on the zipper of the jacket with his fingers, and after a long time of talking, he finally choked out a sentence: "I just got bricks in my eyes."

She, Lang Qiaoqiao, as a real man, it is impossible for her to cry, and it is impossible for her to cry in this life!

Crying in bed doesn't count!

As soon as Ji Shao looked at her blushing face like a cloud, he knew what was going on in her little head.

And what can he do?He could only pat the head of the little girl in his family who was too embarrassed to admit to crying, and said in a low voice: "Mr., it's not ashamed to cry when you are moved by your own efforts."

Lang Qiao nodded, and just about to say 'I see', he heard him add narcissistically: "It's like when I look in the mirror every morning and I cry because I'm so handsome."

Lang Qiao: "..." God damn handsome crying.

The whole paragraph fell apart.

The fans in the live broadcast room have already been blown away by their interaction.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!Gatlin hugged and waited for me to cry until I couldn't make a sound, but Ji Shao, what are you doing! 】

[emmm Ji Shao forcibly rubbed Sister Lang's head, making Sister Lang cry? 】

[Hahaha God damn made Sister Lang cry, obviously Sister Lang was moved to tears by that bitter documentary, Young Master Ji is coaxing you, right? 】

[Ah, ah, the way Ji Shao is squatting beside Sister Lang and poking around is too cute!Lang の season lonely to the Lord lock! 】

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo L L LONG OF Us Behind Our Backs! 】

[I beg the post-match interview host, Miss Sister, to help us ask them about their relationship! 】

[Kneel begging for +1. 】

[Kneel begging for +10086. 】

[Kneel begging + ID number! 】

……

After receiving the trophy, the four members of the GNM team came to the post-match interview booth under the leadership of the staff.

(End of this chapter)