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Chapter 149 The Beautiful Actress X Her Crying Bag E-sports Player 33
The result of this round can be imagined...

MFG lost.

Lost to SNC.

Many fans of MFC present burst into tears.

The team they supported lost.

But how many people in MFG?Except for Sang Qi, the other four were all smiling, waiting for someone from SNC to shake hands with them.

Don't they feel sad or regretful?
No.

But they don't want Sang Qi to have any psychological burden.

It's okay, their S game can still shine.

But if he really fails, how can they go to the S game to show their strengths?

Sang Qi looked at his teammates, but felt even more sad.

At times like this, his teammates are still thinking about him.

Obviously if it wasn't for his hand injury, they would definitely have more than five levels of confidence to win this game.

He pursed his lips, but his eyes were slightly red.

People from SNC came to shake hands with them one by one.

When the opposite jungler walked up to him, he patted his shoulder and said, "Brother, come on."

SNC and MFG are also old rivals.

How can SNC players who are also junglers not know about Sang Qi's strength?

They are all top junglers in LPL.

They have already figured out the opponent's strength.

But Sang Qi's performance today showed him that there was something wrong with his body.

Sang Qi nodded and said nothing.

Next, SNC will usher in their highlight moment, lifting the trophy under the eyes of everyone, enjoying the cheers of the audience and the shouts of fans.

And they...

Will quietly leave from the background.

In history, there are only champions, not runners-up.

The runner-up will only become a forgotten existence.

After going down, several small team members of MFG immediately surrounded Sang Qi.

"God Q, are your hands alright?"

"It doesn't matter, isn't it just that you lost a game. After you go back, ask the base to find you a good physical therapist. We just need to beat them in the S game."

"Yes, yes. You are only 20 years old, and you are recovering quickly. As long as you cooperate with the treatment, you will definitely recover quickly."

"We won the championship in the spring split, and let them play in the summer split. If we always win the championship, it will be boring and we will lose motivation."

The four of them are all trying to comfort Sang Qi in different ways.

"I'm sorry..." Sang Qi only said this.

Everyone could hear the tremor in his voice.

How high-spirited he was before he came, how depressed he is now.

The coach's chest stagnates.

What he was most worried about still came.

He was about to say something, but Sang Qi said: "I want to stay by myself for a while... sorry."

You look at me, I look at you, and finally decided to give Sang Qi some time.

"We'll wait for you in the lounge." The manager said.

Sang Qi nodded, then left their sight with his head down.

He has always been invincible in front of everyone, as if no one can defeat him.

But now...

But he shrank his body, his shoulders slumped slightly, and he seemed to have lost all energy.

"Damn, looking at him like that makes me want to cry."

"I also."

"It's okay, who is God Q, he will definitely recover in a while. Then we will go to the S game together."

A few people were talking when the coach suddenly answered the phone.

"not too good."

"Ah, yes, you come to the entrance, and I'll pick you up." The coach said.

"Who?"

"Luna. He is at the scene and said he wants to come to the backstage to comfort Sang Qi." The coach said: "I will pick him up now. The two have a good relationship, maybe they can really comfort him."

(End of this chapter)