MTL - Please Have a Cup of Green Tea-Chapter 80 Sister Tea relies on the United States to kill the whole alliance (9)

The game started at 5 o'clock in the afternoon. The PG team set off from the club at around 2 o'clock. Before leaving, the manager promised with a smile:

"The game is over tonight, please have a lobster feast."

"Okay!" The substitute's little top laner cheered the venue very much, "Did the big bear post recently, so rich?"

Shi Zhong next to him put on a mask and looked thoughtfully in the manager's direction.

"It's not that I'm rich, it's that the sponsors attach great importance to today's game." The manager shook his head and pinched his fingers, "If we can win today's game, we can spend a little more money this season."

"A little bit?" Coach Pyo couldn't help but joke, "Big Bear, is it one or one hundred million?"

"Which one do you guess?" the manager pretended to be mysterious.

"It must be the latter!" Everyone burst into laughter, and the originally invisible pressure turned into eager anticipation.

Last season, PG lost to BU in both the regular season and the playoffs. Coupled with the storm of public opinion in the past few days, young players have seen various posts touting or ridiculing them, and there must be some psychological pressure. .

But the heavier the pre-match atmosphere, the less oppressive it is, and the opposite must be done.

In this regard, Bi Ming feels that the PG club has done a good job.

Temptation is always more motivating to players than empty slogans.

When we got to the venue, it was already crowded outside.

The team members walked directly into the player channel, and fans and proxy photographers could only capture a few seconds of video even if they were squatting.

"Woo, my sister is really too piu!" This is the new Bi Ming fan who was stomping in place with excitement.

"Well, she and Shishen are walking together like an idol drama..." Another fan next to him sighed with emotion, with a faint blush on his face.

"Cut." Beside them, a girl wearing a mask snorted.

She was stunned for a moment by the two fans who were suddenly yin and yang, and turned to look at her.

The girl who made the mocking had soft red hair, and her eyebrows and eyes showed that she had been carefully make-up, and she was all dressed up in luxury and famous brands—

It is very in line with the definition of "rich woman powder" in the competition circle.

"Don't match Shizhong Lalang," her voice was indifferent, "No one is worthy of him."

As soon as I heard it, it was a standard girlfriend fan speech.

"Huh?" Bi Ming's fans became angry when they heard it, and pulled a ghostly partner! Is she a beautiful goddess?

And the fan of the team who gave the "Idol Drama" testimonial just now pointed to the back: "This is not a CP, they just... just walked side by side."

Is it not enough to simply sigh the joy of double beauty?

"..." The rich woman fan seemed to be choked, snorted with an unpleasant expression, and turned away.

"This kind of person is very strange." The remaining two small fans whispered, "Take the players as their own property."

"Yes, bad luck, Shi Zhong hasn't spoken yet, she actually eats the vinegar of my goddess?"

"Ignore her, let's see the time, how long will it take to check the ticket?"

"I'll take a look... It's like five minutes, why don't you queue up ahead of time? I'm afraid I won't be able to get the team's support."

"Let's go!"

After entering the ticket gate, there are oversized glass showcases and hero models, which are specially provided for the audience to take pictures.

The area next to it is the special area where the team distributes fan support items.

Since today is the battle of Tianwang Mountain, the audience is much larger than before, the venue is full, and there are long queues at the receiving places for the support items of both teams. Judging from the number of fans, it can also be said to be evenly matched.

After a while, the audience was finished.

LPL's opening music and host Xinyue's sweet voice sounded on the stage.

In the backstage waiting area, the PGs in the white uniforms and the BUs in the black uniforms are facing each other, separated by a certain distance from each other.

Chen Zeyang looked at the woman on the opposite side who was standing with a group of big men and had short hair, feeling extremely unfamiliar, as if she had never seen each other before.

She used to only wear skirts, with long hair reaching her waist, and she was also dressed in a fairy style.

But now, just like in the publicity photos, she exudes a chilling and frightening aura all over her body, as if her soul has been transformed and reborn.

The top orderer beside him is a Korean, and he usually has a good relationship. At this time, he also bumped into Chen Zeyang's arm:

"Yang, that... your ex-girlfriend?" He has been studying Chinese for two years. Although he stumbles a bit, his basic expression is fine.

"Well." Chen Zeyang had a very subtle feeling in his heart, and his eyes kept staring at Bi Ming's direction.

"She looks a lot like ours..." The South Korean top clerk coughed softly and said the name of a well-known actress in Korean, "Why did you break up with her before?"

He didn't understand that if he had such a beautiful girlfriend, normal men would just want to get married and tie her up quickly, right?

"The reason..." Chen Zeyang was inexplicably agitated at this time, "Suddenly lost enthusiasm."

Lin Nan used to be a "fake and aloof" woman in his eyes, and she was very tiring to get along with her all day long.

But now looking at the opponent wearing a PG uniform, with a thin waist and long legs, and looking cold and arrogant, Chen Zeyang felt extremely uncomfortable, as if he had missed a plate of delicacies that belonged to him. She coveted.

Just like now, the Korean top orderer asked in a low voice:

"Then do you still have her number, Yang?"

Chen Zeyang said with a stiff face: "It has been deleted."

In fact, he has changed a few WeChat accounts and wants to add Bi Ming back.

But the other party didn't ignore him at all, which made him even more annoyed.

The top laner couldn't help but glanced at Bi Ming, who was talking to his teammates, and sighed: "Forget it, let's play seriously first."

Those romantic things, let's talk about it after the game is won.

As an opponent, he will not pity Xiangxiyu.

On the other hand, Bi Ming and Li Dingbei are also talking about this order:

"How did you feel playing against him last season?"

"He is very daring to operate and is more aggressive." Li Dingbei gave this evaluation after thinking carefully.

"Really?" Bi Ming smiled, "I just like this kind of top order."

In her mouth, the word "like" seemed very brisk.

Li Dingbei didn't know if she was joking, but subconsciously muttered:

"Single solo, he never beat me."

"But Li Dingbei," Bi Ming raised her eyes to look at him, the corners of her lips lightly raised, "your style of play is the type I hate the most."

"..." The man would not admit that his heart seemed to be beaten by a heavy hammer, and he was panicking.

Where did he offend her?

However, her next sentence was like a gentle wind blowing over:

"You are too stable. As a jungler, it is difficult to catch you."

"Uh…"

"Fortunately, we are teammates." She moved her fingers and stretched her eyebrows. "It's the jungler on the opposite side that should be bothered, not me."

The dim light spilled from above the stage and scattered across her face, giving a golden sheen to the bridge of her nose and lips.

Li Dingbei felt that at this time, she was like a witch who played with people's hearts, easily pinching his emotions in the palm of her hand.

"I thought you were blaming me..."

"No, I believe in you, you are our most important anti-stress king."

The man turned his head away, hiding his face in the shadows, covering the slightly raised corners of his mouth.

Damn, she seems... really good at coaxing people.

The Korean top laner on the opposite side has the title of "the first top laner of the LCK new generation", while Li Dingbei was dubbed "the last hope of the domestic top laner" by netizens. Their fight is equivalent to the top laner of the two major competitions representing PK. Definitely big.

In addition, Li Dingbei's style of play is compared to the team. It is not the kind of particularly showy, murderous operation-type top laner, but often falls victim to teamfights.

Audiences who don't know much about the game will naturally feel that the Korean top laner who often plays strong heroes and famous scenes is stronger than Li Dingbei.

Li Dingbei knew this well, but he didn't care about the data, as long as he could win.

He is also used to being silent.

But Bi Ming's affirmation still brought some waves to his calm heart lake.

Being looked at and given such a high evaluation, he thought that he should not live up to this trust.

***

Tonight's LPL audience found that the middle road and the wild area, which were supposed to be fighting between dragons and tigers, were calm and peaceful, but instead, they hit the road and took the lead in the outbreak of the war—

"Fuck, kill alone!"

"Is Brother Beizi taking drugs tonight, Aoun's fourth-level single-kill sword girl, she's ready to take off!"

"I thought I had to wait for Sister Nan to come, but I didn't expect to kill it directly under the tower?!"

After Li Dingbei killed the extremely arrogant Jian Ji on the opposite side, he heard Bi Ming's laughter coming from the earphones.

"It's amazing Dingbei."

"Nothing, trivial." Li Dingbei replied lightly.

Immediately afterwards, the team voice exploded.

"You pretend, Li Dingbei-" This is Meng Dongliu, who is yin and yang.

"Brother Bei is not sincere today." This is Meng Xishang who sneered while facing the line.

"Don't worry about Dingbei, pay attention to the blind monk on the opposite side, who is walking up, don't get caught." Shi Zhong sighed.

Li Dingbei was as steady as ever: "Oh."

A minute later, good news came again on the road—

The blind monk who came to test was killed by Bi Ming and Li Dingbei.

By the way, he also killed a Korean top orderer who had just been resurrected from the spring and rushed to rescue the jungler.

After all, Bi Ming really "likes" this kind of top order, daring to catch and die, and to give away.

Chen Zeyang didn't even know where Bi Ming came from.

"Yang, what are you playing?" South Korea's top laner said that he couldn't accept it. "We two are full of blood, and we beat both of them with residual blood, and we actually lost?"

The core of the BU team, Woody frowned so much that he could kill a fly.

Chen Zeyang's face was blushing. Unlike the rankings, this was the arena. The moment he was killed by Bi Ming, he had an unprecedented sense of shame that he wanted to get into a hole in the ground.

But Bi Ming didn't seem to want to let him go, and the humiliation continued.

The monster was robbed by her.

Dragon was also robbed.

In the end, he was killed alone.

The overwhelming anger in the live broadcast barrage:

"What about playing this Mingyu?"

"Brothers, Yang is wilted—"

"Pfft! Report that yellow barrage, it's too much!"

"Chen Zeyang's experience tells us a truth: don't mess with your ex-girlfriend if you mess with anyone."

The cheers at the scene were also one-sided. The fans of PG were overwhelmed. They thought that today was a tough battle, but I didn’t expect that it would be a solo kill again. Happy Bureau.

There was a small problem in the mid-to-late teamfight. Woody, who was chasing residual blood, was counter-killed. If Bi Ming and Shi Zhong reacted quickly enough, and the combination of two-five-five was successful, there might be a possibility of a comeback.

The first game ended in about twenty-eight minutes.

The MVP was won by Li Dingbei, who played super godly in the early stage.

Meng Dongliu, who returned to the lounge, leaned on Li Dingbei's shoulder and smiled brightly: "Dude, to be honest, half of your MVP points are given to the opposing jungler."

Meng Xishang hooked his lips: "He played like a ghost in this game."

"It's not that he looks like a ghost, it's our jungler who killed him." Shi Zhong sighed and finally said, "You didn't see it, is his route under our vision?"

Li Dingbei nodded: "If you really want me to be awarded the MVP, that's also for Lin Nan."

Bi Ming, who was blown by the rainbow fart, did not smile. She swept over the twins and looked at the serious-looking coach Pyo.

At this time, Pyo also knocked on the tactical whiteboard, signaling them to concentrate:

"I won the first set, I should have praised you, but I don't want to now."

"Because there are two people in the team, there has been a big problem in the mind."

"Continue to play like this and you may lose the next set."

In the lounge, everyone gradually became quiet, as if a new storm had been foreseen.

Pyo looked at the twins who slowly closed their smiles:

"Do you think it's cool to win while lying down?"

"Xishang, can you tell me why you are out of touch with the team? Just to get more A's on Woody?"

"Dongliu, you look so brave when you dash over to save your brother, why don't you wait for the others to turn around?"

Meng Dongliu and Meng Xishang looked at each other and lowered their heads.

"Woody is the champion of the S competition and is recognized as the strongest bottom lane in the world. Why do you wave in front of him?"

"Stay a little bit better, is it more important to kill him or to win the game?"

Meng Xi pursed his lips unwillingly.

Meng Dongliu looked at his brother, as if he wanted to say something, and finally closed his mouth.

After all, he is only eighteen years old, and a boy who has just grown up, who doesn't have the dream of slaughtering dragons that he once became famous?

Neither of them felt weaker than their counterparts, and they had had enough of the insulting nickname of "Woody's own son."

Especially Meng Xishan, every time Woody is facing, it will be easier than usual.

Just when the entire lounge fell into dead silence, Bi Ming finally spoke:

"I don't think it's the two of them."

"?" The coach looked at her and frowned.

"I've been thinking just now why we have such a big advantage in the first game, but the team battle is still very hard." The woman folded her right leg on her left and frowned, "Maybe, it's because we played too loosely. already."

"The disconnect between Dongliu and Xishang is not because of them, but because of our lack of unity of thought at that moment."

Shi Zhong raised his eyebrows at this moment.

He and her ideas are indeed very similar.

"In the last set, Xi Shang flashed to chase the remaining blood on the opposite side. Only Dong Liu was protecting him. Shi Zhong and I hesitated for a while, while Ding Bei retreated directly. In these few seconds, we were unable to save Xi Shang. return."

"I also want to say sorry to them here," Bi Ming turned to look at the twins who had been silent, her voice was very soft, but it seemed to hit the hearts of the two teenagers, "I don't believe you enough, I won't next time. already."

Meng Dongliu looked at her fixedly, and his brother's demeanor was similar.

They thought they would be blamed, but... she blamed herself instead.

Regardless of the love between men and women, all the grievances of the two big boys have disappeared at this moment, and only soft and calm emotions are left, falling on their hearts like petals.

The coach took a deep breath: "But Lin Nan, you have to know that they are doing this... It's very risky. You can wait for the next wave, why do you have to gamble?"

Bi Ming shook his head: "The opportunity is right in front of you. If you don't try it, they won't be reconciled, right?"

Shi Zhong had put one hand on the back of Bi Ming's chair at this time, and agreed: "Yes, if we counterattack at the same time, the winning rate will be higher than dragging to the back."

The twins' eyes lit up and nodded vigorously.

"That's what I thought. If you kill Woody, you can win. Why don't you give it a try?"

"I'm an assistant, so I must be with AD."

"Tsk." Li Dingbei rubbed his temples, what should I say...

These two reckless boys, in those formal training camps, I am afraid they will be scolded all day long.

Without discipline, I just want to rush forward.

The coach did not expect it to be so fast, and the main players in the room unified their thoughts.

"Are you going to rebel?" He glared at them a little angrily and a little funny.

Several people shook their heads at the same time.

"Okay," the coach cleared his throat, "Since you both want to wave together, let me see if you have the strength."

Soon after, the second game began.

From the director's lens, the audience found that PG was completely different from the previous game.

This is especially evident in teamfights.

"They seem to be using the same brain when they fight." This is the most liked line in the barrage.

BU is basically powerless to fight back because—

PG never gave them any chance to come back.

In the third line, except for the bot lane, the rest were suppressed.

Wild area, was hanged and beaten.

Resources are eaten up.

Now even in fights, the opposite side is united, showing the aesthetics of violence with speed, accuracy and ruthlessness.

Woody shook his head in disbelief from his seat after being killed again by Focused Fire.

"Are they crazy?"

Why not play cards according to common sense and fight if you want to fight?

But it was also the second game like this that completely changed the temperament of the PG team, adding another super strong team in the LPL who did not take the usual path and dared to fight and rush like a mad dog.

PG's current thinking is also very simple.

If a person is reckless, he is called to send someone's head.

But everyone is reckless together, called a team.

The author has something to say: This chapter is also called: "Chen Zeyang's Good Friday"

Dingbei: I wanted to hang out, but she was coaxing me

Gemini: I wanted to quarrel, but she is so gentle

Shi Zhong: Originally... I had a role to play...