LOBO, who took the lead to win the next game, tried a variety of different tactics in the follow-up game, and the two substitutes also got the chance to play. Amid the yelling of the old players, they tied the second game of BO3. In the last hand, CC said "This is the last hand, both teams are under a lot of pressure", and the barrage immediately erupted.
Especially the fans of AW, who haven't calmed down, directly put the blame on CC's head. They urgently need an outlet to vent their depression in their hearts. Before the technical and tactical analysis came out—or even after it came out, some fans still chose to be consciously blind.
"It's all CC's fault, a mouthful of tainted milk."
"Really please shut up. If you keep talking, I'm afraid the wilderness will end."
"When will CC stop being poisonous and come out to commentate the game, okay?"
"Can't you breastfeed a few LOBOs?"
AW's fans are so popular, LOBO hasn't started howling yet, it feels like your team is at a disadvantage? This is not possible. So I fought hard with AW fans.
"It's all CC's fault. Our fat man got another grassland map. It's too miserable."
"Did CC just say that the map of the grassland has little effect on the trap flow? It's over, the fat man and others will be sacrificed."
"Our little rabbit was targeted and dumped in pieces, CC, did you just talk about milk? Take it back."
"Hurry up and find someone to tell the KILL God, don't wear black paint anymore, it's black, wear red ones, and be happy, what if you can reduce CC's metaphysics attack?"
Toxic is what the character design needs CC: "..." Do the audience really want him to be laid off this time
BO3 ended with three games, LOBO won two to one, and will compete with RM the next day for the championship.
In the evening, Qin Feng and Lu Lusheng gave psychological counseling to the team members, also known as pre-match education, the purpose was to keep everyone from being too fussy.
"How can we wave? We are the most modest, not inflated at all." Wang Baobao looked at Lu Lusheng, raised three fingers and pointed to the ceiling, and said very seriously.
Lu Lusheng: "If I believe you, I really have encountered a ghost."
Pei Peize nestled on the sofa, dozing off with half-closed eyelids. Hu Luobei was next to him, leaning on his arm to play terminal games.
Yan Le was left sucking owls from the cloud, and the twins were surfing the forums. Anyway, no one was listening carefully.
Qin Fei grabbed Lu Lusheng who was about to run away: "Forget it, forget it, there is still a match tomorrow. If there is no team member killed, will you go or I will go?"
Lu Lusheng thought for a moment: It makes sense. Waved away the crowd.
The next day, the final match, as far as LOBO fans were concerned, was not as exciting as before.
To put it bluntly speaking, LOBO and the others stopped playing and played cautiously.
The battle situation has become very anxious. This anxiety will gradually become numb after the string in the brain is too tight and cannot be loosened. The audience will go through such a mental journey: "Wow, one knife, one knife, oh, it's not dead. Ah, one knife, this time it's definitely-well, it's still not dead." After repeated many times, the excitement is gone. It became "Oh, I'm afraid nothing happened again, and sure enough, it was a peaceful round."
LOBO was tied by AW in two games. In the third game, LOBO's chopper team accidentally fell in a 3V3 draw. The unlucky opening flag was drawn in a 5V5 draw, and finally missed the preseason championship with two draws and one loss.
Not to mention what the team and players think, anyway, the fans are very happy. From the first round of the quarterfinals to the runner-up, even though it was a preseason match, that is a big improvement, okay? Most of LOBO's fans are loyal and optimistic. Many people think that if they are the runner-up this time, they will be the champion next time. Not bad, worthy of praise.
Fans spontaneously gathered under LOBO's official blog, brushing messages congratulating on winning the runner-up.
At first glance, the formation is bigger than RM, who won the championship. Many netizens who didn't know the truth thought that LOBO won the preseason championship.
At the awards ceremony, Hu Luobei and the rest of LOBO held up the runner-up trophy, and Pei Peize's hand was on the back of his hand, his palm was hot.
"Are you happy?" Hu Luobei heard Pei Peize's deep voice in his ear.
He nodded: "Happy." Immediately he rejected himself: "But it's not enough." The bigger golden trophy on the podium next door left an indelible mark in his heart. He wanted to win, Want to win, want to lift another bigger trophy.
There was a smile on the corner of Pei Peize's mouth: "In the future, you will be happier and happier. I promise."
The camera recorded this scene, and not long after the live broadcast was broadcast, Pei Peize's smile has already been squeezed into the hot search list, and it will soon hit the homepage.
I also love KILL God very much today: "I announce that I will add maintenance fees to this smart camera that follows LOBO! This smile is so handsome! /Picture/Picture."
1L: No matter how handsome it is, it’s not yours/狗头
2L: Zoom in on the photo, and the little rabbit reflected in the pupil is watching. Please call me the detail party.
3l: Lords, draw your swords, we can't let this monster harm the world anymore, we packed him up and brought him home.
When true love fans are self-centered and happy, another long-lasting strength can't help showing up.
"A certain fan won a preseason runner-up and won a world championship. I don't know what's so silly about it."
"After all, the top eight round-trip team suddenly won a runner-up, so we should cherish it."
"Wow, is it actually the runner-up? I thought it was the champion, but after a search, the champion was RM next door."
"The real champion didn't say anything, and the runner-up was called the king. 666, convinced."
Thanks to the twins who like to browse the forum, not long after the end of the preseason, long-range attacks from black fans are already being circulated inside LOBO.
There was no training that day, and the sun was shining brightly outside. It was rare for everyone in LOBO to get up early—of course it was not because they suddenly changed their gender, but because they were going to take promotional photos for the new season today. Everyone was ordered to go to bed early yesterday and get up early today, so that one or two of them would not have swollen eyes when taking pictures.
Lu Lusheng would come to pick them up at eight o'clock with a new team uniform and a driver. While there was still some time left, the twins continued to give everyone interesting jokes on Amway.com.
Hu Luobei leaned on the sofa holding the electronic version, and the three dogs surrounded him like three door gods.
Pei Peize sat beside Hu Luobei, with one hand resting on the back of the sofa behind him, showing a posture of declaring sovereignty. Because of his height advantage, Pei Peize lowered his head and just put his chin on Hu Luobei's shoulder. His two long legs spread out casually. Since the three big dogs took up a lot of space, Pei Peize had to raise his feet and kick the more and more crowded people from time to time. Dogs, let them make room for their legs.
"This year's sunspots can't do it." Pei Peize glanced at the electronic version in Hu Luobei's hand, "I'm not as good as fans. The fighting power is too bad."
"There are not many emoticons." Hu Luobei continued Pei Peize's words and complained. Looking at their fans of LOBO, they all belong to the category of hard typing, and more people directly throw out emojis to express, "Oh, there is a black fan here, I saw you."
On the other sofa next to it, Yan Le and two substitutes were playing Heizi to abuse passers-by, playing a happy three-on-one game, and the twins wondered whether they should use a trumpet to fight Heizi for 300 rounds.
A group of people were all spread out on the sofa, and the only one standing was Wang Baobo.
Why is the fat man standing? Because he was doing his best to make up for the duration of the live broadcast. Since the down payment of the house was made, this girl has really been working hard every day to make up the time in order not to deduct her salary. It's trivial to order takeaway live, and eating takeaway is a trivial matter. He even broadcast live shampooing frantically.
At the beginning, the audience reaction was: ? ? ? What the hell, Fatty's account has been hacked
After confirming that it was Wang Baobo himself, the audience began again: Hahahaha, dedicated pioneer, I will also bring you fragments of time to make up the time today.
Lu Lusheng originally wanted to talk to the fat man and ask him to stop his blind broadcasting behavior, for fear that the fat man would lose all his fans if he continued like this, and would be complained about not doing his job properly. Who knew that the fans in Fatty's live broadcast room were poisonous, not only did they not think that Fatty cheated for money, but they also tried their best to trick him into broadcasting more small clips of life—it's pretty!
Lu Lusheng: The taste of the audience this time is really terrible.
After Wang Baobo broadcasted this a few times, fans of other LOBO players also poured into his live broadcast room, and the first one to speak was Hu Luobei's Yan fan: "Fat brother, fat man, can you scan the camera? Our bunny? Love you, Refill."
Wang Baobo took a look and thought this must be a cute girl. Immediately called out: "Beibei."
At that time, Hu Luobei was teasing the dog with a piece of toast in his mouth and a dog snack in his hand. Hearing this, he looked up at Wang Baobo suspiciously.
Bunny in the live broadcast room painted a string of screaming onomatopoeia, and stole a depth charge for the fat man by the way.
Inspired by this fan, other fans also asked Fatty to take pictures of other players. Some people even asked to see the team manager's name.
So, except for Pei Peize, who is "very powerful", everyone in LOBO went to Fatty's live broadcast room. The twins and Fatty clashed for 15 minutes, and took one-fifth of the tipping proceeds from Fatty for team snacks.
The other personal fans were all happy, waiting for Wang Baobao's occasional camera to shoot his own players, but Pei Peize's fans were crying and howling: Sad, I will become salty meat if I don't see the KILL god.
Wang Baobo would never let go of any fans who might throw him a thunderbolt, so he took great risks, tried many ways, and finally found a way to shoot Pei Peize without losing his life. That is - shoot two people at the same time!
As long as Hu Luobei and Pei Peize are photographed at the same time, at most Pei Peize will stare at him. Especially when the two of them seem to be so intimate that no one else can get in.
For example, now, Wang Baobo is holding up a portable camera, sweeping across the sofa in the living room, as if inadvertently, taking the two people on the sofa and the three dogs under the sofa into the lens.
"We got up very early today. Really, you see, we are all up." Wang Baobo found a legitimate excuse for his action of patting the sofa.
All the fans on the bullet screen are satisfied.
"I love you fat man! I have never loved you so much. I just woke up today and I am so happy!"