Yang Yuchen and Tan Dan rolled their eyes at the same time.

Of course, they knew what Lin could see. The shot was too unreasonable.

A player like Chen Yao, when the team is in the most difficult time, can use his command force to press the other side's command position, force the turnover rhythm, support for 20 seconds in the most desperate situation, wait for his teammates to arrive, and step on the gun point when he is running out of ammunition. How can his last and most critical shot fly?

Lin low string also really shows that he has "seen through the sky", but his next sentence is, he can't say.

"I'm sorry, I really can't say this, even to Lei Daoyuan." Lin Xiaoxian added with a smile.

Tan Dan mouth that "why can't say" immediately stuck in the throat.

Lin has a lot of information.

For example, does Lei Daoyuan still need Lin Dixian to say? This shows that a professional nine paragraph God can't see why this shot flies when he only watches the live broadcast. That is to say, this key point must be hidden in the first perspective. Only when Lin Dixian, the first perspective of spark, is seen on the commentary platform can he know where this shot flies to the bottom.

For another example, Lin Dixian said on the spot that he could not tell Lei Daoyuan the reason for the shooting. It was not simple. It might involve some core secrets of the dictatorial team. Once this secret was leaked, especially to shadow, it might immediately bring disaster to the whole dictatorial team or Chen Yao himself.

Otherwise, people like Lin Dixian, who are free to do whatever they want, won't specially emphasize that even his own team leader can't say.

"Well, in that case, I won't go on asking." Tan Dan and Yang Yuchen looked at each other, and both of them agreed at the same time, "congratulations to the crime fighting team for winning the first map blueprint base with a score of 16-9."

"Thank you for the wonderful fight of the dictatorship team. Next, we will enter the break time for changing pictures. Let's enter an advertisement and come back soon..."

The first map, blueprint base, put together 25 small games.

Lin low string yawned, and then, a look at the game time.

Twenty five innings, they played for two hours!

The dictatorship has done its best.

If they win the tenth inning in the second half, they really have a good chance of winning the last five innings in the second half in one go and winning the extra time.

But now there is no if.

After two hours of intense fighting, the final winner is the crime team.

"Well, in fact, 16 to 9, compared with the zero seal we expected before It's so much better... " The voices on starlight square were a little low.

In fact, they have prepared for the worst when they look at the lineup of this challenge.

What's the crime line-up?

In front of such a lineup, it's like a joke that the dictatorial team has two professional sections and the ladder diamond group.

Really, authoritarian fans are not unreasonable people like Qin Yizhu. At the beginning, their expectations of their own team were really not high.

The authoritarian team, who has just won the championship in the C-class League, can accept whether they lose or win in this challenge. That is to say, the authoritarian team will not change their support for the team.

But

But how can they start to be unreasonable?

They don't know.

"I'm just not reconciled." They whispered.

Their voices were like dark clouds, but there was a fire in their chest, like the sun behind the dark clouds.

"Me too. I just think that they deserve better results when they work so hard and play such a wonderful game..."

"Yes, 16 to 9, much better than we expected before, but that was before, not now! Now, not enough! They deserve more More victories, more honors... "

There seems to be a tacit understanding in Xingguang square.

When the commentator repeatedly inquired about the last shot of spark, none of them mentioned it.

……

Bang.

In the glass room of the dictatorial team, Xie Qingming directly kicked down the chair, turned around and went out.

"What's wrong with you?" Shen Zhaolou looked at the press box for a while, then reached for Xie Qingming.

Xie Qingming took a breath, but he was probably afraid of falling Shen Zhaolou. Just as he lifted up, he was ready to shake off her hand and put it down again.

His face is iron blue. It's a kind of color Shen Zhaolou has seen in various novels, but it's the first time. No matter how mad Xie Qingming was, there was no such standard color.

Chen Yao's faint voice said, "let him go."

"But..."

"With his psychological quality, I was surprised to finish the first map."“……” Shen Zhao downstairs consciousness released Xie Qingming.

The 25th round of their first map is really not the ordinary 25th round.

Few of the innings are smooth, most of them are against the wind, and even some of the small innings are against the level of individuals who want to give up, but Xie Qingming also followed.

It's true that the dictatorial team lost the first map 9-16, but from the data panel, all the useless data can rank second among ten people - Xie Qingming's damage in these 25 innings is second only to Guo Shaoning's Ning yinjingyi!

If Chen Yao didn't say it, Shen Zhaolou didn't notice it. Xie Qingming fought against such a headwind to finish the blueprint base.

"Well, let him be quiet," Zhang Ning looked at the press box, "you stop the reporter, don't ask the reporter to harass him. In fact, even if we can't win today's challenge, we should also thank this game! "

"I understand." Shen Zhaolou stepped down from the stage.

Chen Yao quickly went through the first map in his mind, and then said: "Xie Qingming should recover in the second half of the second map. In the first half, please, Yang Lin."

Yang Lin gave a wry smile and said, "I've been preparing."

A lot of team's second place substitutes can't play several times a year, but the situation of autocratic team is really special. If they meet with more difficult games, almost every game may need Yang Lin to play for a while.

Zhang Ning went to submit an application for replacement. When he came back, he asked Chen Yao, "is everything arranged? Now you can tell. How is the injury on your hand? How long will it last? "

Han Xiao and Lu Er were not surprised to hear Zhang Ning's question.

Just now, when Chen Yao was making a review in his mind and arranging for the second map, they didn't speak, but it doesn't mean that they forgot about it.

In other people's eyes, there may be many doubts about Chen Yao's shot, but in their eyes, they can't be more clear - just at the time of that shot, Chen Yao's hand injury recurred and didn't stabilize.

That gun is almost a gun without owner when it goes out. It's strange that it doesn't fly!