CS: I became Top 1 by grinding my skill level

"No, this is during an interview, so I'm sorry."

Liu Xiangzi smiled awkwardly, trying to brush off the somewhat offensive question.

Despite the polite rejection, Ren Feiyu persisted, continuing to ask questions in his broken English, forcing Liu Xiangzi to switch languages ​​as well. At the same time, fearing that Ren Feiyu might not understand, Liu Xiangzi communicated with him in simple English.

While basking in his "excellent" English skills, Ren Feiyu raised an eyebrow at Han Tian and said, "How about it? I can have a pleasant conversation with Xiangzi in English, while you're just an outsider on the street."

In comparison, if I could get the account of this popular girl group member and play CS with her on stream, I'd probably be the envy of everyone else.

Standing in the middle, Liu Xiangzi managed a smile and patiently answered Ren Feiyu's oddly pronounced questions. She struggled to respond in her native language while simultaneously trying to translate for the audience in soft, clear Chinese. After the conversation, her brows furrowed slightly, and she appeared somewhat tired.

However, after hearing what Ren Feiyu said next, she quickly moved the microphone away, and at the same time, she showed a bewildered expression on her face, turning her head slightly to look at Han Tian.

"OK, then I can come see you backstage after the match. Don't worry, the match will be over quickly..."

"After all, you know, they're just a screw team."

Seeing that the microphone wasn't pointed at him, Ren Feiyu got more and more excited and started speaking boldly. He thought it was no wonder that Han Tian, ​​a country bumpkin whose clothes combined weren't even as expensive as the skin of his pistol, could understand his English and curse their team.

Han Tian himself is not a person who likes to show off. Although it is obvious that Ren Feiyu deliberately wanted to isolate him on stage and pulled Xiangzi aside to chat about some random things in English.

Han Tian simply watched quietly from the sidelines, not intending to stoop to the level of a contestant with such a childish mentality.

He could easily understand the simple English conversations, as he was a native speaker. Even if Ren Feiyu deliberately made sarcastic remarks, he could pretend not to hear them.

But in front of everyone, this arrogant kid, who seemed to have no idea who he was, dared to insult his team in public, which Han Tian couldn't tolerate.

Han Tian leaned forward slightly and pushed the microphone away from Liu Xiangzi's hand. He didn't want his next words to be heard by everyone and cause trouble for the inexperienced host later.

"Suck team? (Bad team?)"

"I believe that players who show such disrespect to their opponents do not deserve to stand on the professional stage."

"To be honest, you should be ashamed of what you just said. Professional ethics is a good thing, but it's clear from your behavior that your club doesn't seem to value it."

"You don't seem to understand what I'm saying, but that's okay. I hope you'll still be this arrogant after the match."

Han Tian deliberately spoke the above words in a Texas accent. His fluent and fluent English, combined with the confident, firm, and somewhat tough characteristics of the Texas accent, made his words sound rather aggressive.

Ren Feiyu was just looking smug. He chuckled and mocked the Orange Team and Han Tian, ​​then glanced at Han Tian's calm demeanor, secretly pleased: "He can't even understand when I insult him to his face, yet he's pretending to be calm!" But the next second, he was completely dumbfounded.

"What is he saying? English? It doesn't sound like what I've learned. It sounds like German, French, or something else? Could it be Russian?"

Ren Feiyu, whose English was already rudimentary, only understood the first sentence. But he instantly realized something was wrong. It seemed that Han Tian not only understood him but was also responding to him, but he couldn't understand a word Han Tian was saying. Wait a minute, how did our roles switch?!

Upon hearing this, Liu Xiangzi, who was standing in the middle, was startled. Her eyes widened slightly, and she subconsciously covered her slightly open mouth with her hand.

Upon hearing Han Tian's Texas accent, her gaze towards him instantly filled with unbelievable surprise.

"You? You're also from Texas, USA?"

Liu Xiangzi was born and raised in Texas, USA. Hearing Han Tian's Texas accent, which was even more authentic than her mother's, she was very excited and couldn't help but whisper to Han Tian in her own Texas accent.

"I'm sorry, I'm Chinese, and I'm just self-taught..."

Han Tian shrugged. In his previous life, he had spent most of his time as a simultaneous interpreter and translator. He could speak most English accents fluently, and even the difficult Irish accent was easy for him to handle. He could speak a few words of almost any English accent in the world, except for the Indian accent, which he really couldn't get right...

The reason he deliberately used a Texas accent to argue with Ren Feiyu was because in his previous life, when he was an accompanying translator, he was used to arguing with Texas rednecks while accompanying his employer in business negotiations.

Moreover, the Texas accent sounds like a cowboy when he argues, which is very powerful, so he uses it more naturally.

"Ah...but that's still pretty impressive..."

Upon hearing Han Tian's negative answer, Liu Xiangzi let out a soft "Ah".

She felt a little disappointed, but then she lowered her head and smiled faintly. When she looked up again, her gaze towards Han Tian was filled with admiration.

After all, Liu Xiangzi had practiced Chinese diligently for so long, yet he still spoke haltingly, while this boy, who looked only seventeen or eighteen, spoke English and dialect so fluently...

I glanced at Ren Feiyu on the other side; he was straining his ears, trying hard to hear a few simple words.

"We've created the tension the organizers wanted; there's no point in continuing. Let's end this interview."

Han Tian continued speaking to Liu Xiangzi in fluent English.

Liu Xiangzi nodded slightly. She hadn't expected things to turn out this way. She thought that Han Tian's humble remarks would prevent the situation from escalating, but in the end... he still managed to stir things up.

Watching Han Tian and Liu Xiangzi whispering to each other in English, Ren Feiyu belatedly realized that he had become the biggest clown in the end.

This made him extremely embarrassed and angry. A bad team is a bad team. What does being good at English prove? They're just a bad team that only knows how to smurf and inflate their own stats.

Ren Feiyu glared fiercely at Han Tian, ​​thinking, "Just wait, it won't be long before you're all kicked out of the house with a 0-3 score."

Han Tian didn't even glance at him. After politely saying goodbye to Liu Xiangzi, the bumbling host, he turned and left quietly. Who was the clown would be revealed after the competition. The contestants should focus on their performance on the field, not resort to such underhanded tactics to attract attention off the field.

"That's weird! Why are those two guys being interviewed by Xiangzi on stage suddenly taking turns whispering to him? Why don't you let us hear it?!"

The live stream of Danking, an active sniper for TyLoo, on the Maoya platform.

With one foot on the gaming chair, Danking squinted at the broadcast stream. No, something was very wrong. As a current professional player who frequently gave interviews during matches, he could tell that the atmosphere was definitely tense.