Gu Qian is still sending messages.
[NSN-GU]: [He will pass the warm-up match with your team next Monday, and it is to be determined whether he will play or not. ]
[NSN-GU]: [When you see it, don't make trouble. ]
[NSN-GU]: [You are not a child anymore. ]
[NSN-GU]: [I shouldn't have said it, I'm worried that you will suddenly know that this will affect the game. ]
[NSN-GU]: [Although winning or losing the preliminaries will not affect the team’s points throughout the year, I don’t want to be invincible, so adjust your mentality in advance. ]
Shi Luo laughed enough, staring at the screen in a trance.
I don't know if Yu Sui is right next to Gu Gan's computer in the NSN base at this moment.
Are you watching Gu Gan vaccinate herself
Shi Luo rubbed the back of his neck, typed and asked: [What to adjust? ]
【NSN-GU】: [? ]
[IAC-Evil]: [Am I going to fight him at the competition venue? ]
[IAC-Evil]: [Old things have long been forgotten. ]
[IAC-Evil]: [By the way, Gu team, you brought your team a big rhythm, I'm streaming live. ]
【NSN-GU】: [… ]
【NSN-GU】: [… You. ]
Shi Luo smiled and typed: [Gu team is too fast, I can't stop it. ]
Knowing that Shi Luo did not speak any more after the live broadcast, and Shi Luo did not speak any more, the two pushed each other in silence, and then exited the map without saying hello after the game ended.
Naturally, the various e-sports forums at the same time were not so calm. Gu Gan blew up such a big news, and the forum immediately exploded.
Players want too many points for Tao, some imagine that NSN will win the World Championship next season, some regret that NSN still lacks a good sniper, some who watch the fun and don’t mind it, but it’s a pity that Yu Sui couldn’t be on the same team with Shi Luo. Yes, there is still an unforgettable old hatred, and he is still scolding Yu Sui, the trash who left the competition area, as unworthy of coming back. Rational discussions and personal attacks flew together, and there were countless people who took the opportunity to spread rumors and black players with private goods. Forum administrators had to cut off the seals for a while until four or five in the morning. It calmed down gradually.
Enough arguing and scolding, the rest of the people calmed down and suddenly realized a problem: today is Saturday.
It's Saturday!
In other words, one more day is next Monday!
Every year after the end of the FOG World League and before the start of the new season, there is a three-month rest period. During these three months, other teams have to exchange blood for themselves openly and covertly. The professional league team that failed to avoid relegation last year will go to the qualifiers. The newly transferred players and coaches should be familiar with the new team and new teammates... During the chaotic three months, in order to keep players' attention and stickiness, the league inserted a one-month preseason, that is, the "pre-season" in Gu Gan's mouth. Heat race".
Winning or losing the warm-up match does not affect the team's points. It is purely for profit to maintain the topicality, and to let the players after the transfer practice their skills to prepare for the next season.
The warm-up match is a single round-robin BO1 format, one game is determined to win or lose. Except for the two teams that failed to avoid relegation last year, the ten teams still in the league will participate, and they will play against each team in turn, and the pre-season will kick off next Monday. Zhan is Shi Luo's IAC team vs. Gu Gan's NSN team.
IAC vs. NSN, a game that was originally very popular is now soaring because of Yu Sui's participation in the topic. However, in the past two days, fans of the two teams and local fans of Yu Sui raised the ticket price of this warm-up match. It was more than ten times, and on the day of the game, the fans were surrounded by fans outside the stadium. Shi Luo fans and Yu Sui fans were still fighting for the top. The cheering cards on both sides were big.
On the IAC team's nanny car, the manager Zhao Feng looked out through the co-pilot's window, tsk tsk: "Scary... Shi Luo, your fans and sisters are uncharacteristically unkind today. It's tense."
Shi Luo didn't say a word, closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the car seat, wearing earphones, and blowing the chewing gum loudly.
Zhao Feng looked back at Shi Luo and said, "I'm wearing headphones again, can you hear it? Sigh... To tell you the truth, the boss is also watching the live broadcast of the game today, he is very concerned, and he was still sending me WeChat just now. You give me Give it a shot, what do you think our winning percentage is today?"
Shi Luo chewed gum, took off one earphone, and said after a while, "Twenty percent."
Zhao Feng had a bitter face when he heard the words, and the other team members in the car relaxed instantly. Shi Luo said that there was little hope of winning, and it was normal to lose! Don't take the blame, don't be scolded!
The expressions of the other three teammates were much more relaxed, and they began to joke and joke. Zhao Feng didn't give up: "Don't, it's okay to grow up with other people's morale? NSN's snipers are just average, and their teams haven't run in yet, I think we still have high hopes. , what... I told you, the boss is watching."
"It's 20% if the boss sees it, and 20% if it doesn't." Shi Luo didn't want to issue a military order in order to make the club owner happy, "We used to have a 50% win rate against NSN, but now …”
Shi Luo paused for a moment and then continued: "Now that they have replaced the medics and patched up the team's shortcomings, our win rate will inevitably decrease. Isn't this a fact?"
Naturally, Zhao Feng knew the truth. He smiled and said, "Isn't there a saying of super performance on the field? Okay, let's not put pressure on you, just do your best in a while."
The fans' cheers faded away, the nanny car drove into the underground garage, and Shi Luo put on his team uniform and prepared to get off: "Naturally try my best."
The IAC players and entourage went to their lounge under the guidance of the stadium staff, walked through the long corridor, and passed the lounge with the NSN team logo. Shi Luo paused and glanced sideways at NSN. Close the door at a glance.
Manager Zhao Feng's heart instantly rose to his throat.
Although Luo had been doing everything as usual for the past two days, but after working together for two years, Zhao Feng could clearly feel that the young master had been on fire since he learned that Yu Sui had returned to China, and the anger was definitely not small.
He is now very worried that Shi Luo will suddenly kick open the door of the NSN lounge and make social news.
Fortunately, Shi Luo just glanced at it.
Shi Luo wore headphones, blew a big gum bubble expressionlessly, and packed his peripherals into the IAC team's lounge.
The IAC coach took the time to emphasize the key points for each player and adjust everyone's pre-match emotions. Shi Luo has always had nothing to say. The coach usually doesn't waste time talking nonsense with him. Today, he asked Shi Luo as usual: "Evil Any ideas?"
Shi Luo had been looking down at his phone, and when he heard the words, he raised his head: "What do you think?"
The coach is not as cautious and meticulous as Zhao Feng, and said bluntly: "Our team is all newcomers. Only you are familiar with Whisper. Is there anything I need to mention? It needs attention."
The coach said: "Whisper's style of play, you should know best, right?"
Shi Luo put away the phone.
No one could possibly be more familiar than him.
Shi Luo's medical doctor back then was Yu Sui's hand, bit by bit, detail by detail. Shi Luo was known as "Little Whisper" at that time, not only because he played well as a medic, but also because his game style almost completely copied Yu Sui's.
No one knows Yu Sui's habit of playing better than Shi Luo.
Shi Luo nodded: "Naturally."
The coach said with confidence: "This is a big advantage for us. We will listen to Shi Luo's command in the early stage. We must pay attention to this point of Whisper. We must not treat him as a medical doctor. He can kill people. In the early stage, it is best not to let him get the auxiliary points. Once this person can use the public economy, it will be very scary. If he buys a three-sided photon shield in the later stage, he will not be able to fight. Pay more attention, Shi Luo …”
Shi Luo raised his head, and the coach emphasized: "Don't focus on Gu Gan when you fight with NSN today, see their medics more, and focus on Whisper, no problem, right?"
Zhao Feng looked at the coach in shock, with an expression like "Aren't you afraid of dying when you keep mentioning Whisper?"
To Zhao Feng's surprise, Shi Luo said as usual: "For Whisper, no problem."
The coach also emphasized a few points to pay attention to. When it was about ten minutes before the stage, the staff of the venue came to confirm the information of the players for the last time, and then informed: "The opposite NSN team will start this game, the sniper ROD, the commander Gu Gu. Do it, the Assaulter is sure, and the Medic Wawa."
Shi Luo looked sideways: "What?"
Everyone at IAC was stunned, and Zhao Feng confirmed, "Wawa is the medic on the opposite side? Can't Whisper be available?"
The staff nodded: "Yes."
Zhao Feng didn't quite understand, and asked again, "Is Whisper here?"
The staff said: "Come on, I just saw it."
"Hey." Zhao Feng smiled, "It's strange, NSN didn't know how much it cost to buy Yu Sui, so he didn't let him play because of the pretense? Could it be that he didn't want to expose too many tactics in the warm-up match? No As for it, doesn't Yu Sui need to get acquainted with his teammates?"
The staff smiled and didn't say anything. After confirming the information, they left. Zhao Feng said happily to everyone: "Come on, come on, Whisper can't get on, it's a lot easier, Shi Luo..."
Zhao Feng asked, "What is the winning percentage now?"
Shi Luo frowned slightly. He didn't know what medicine was sold in the NSN gourd. He heard the words: "Forty percent."
Zhao Feng was dissatisfied: "You said in the car just now that we have a 50% win rate against NSN without Yu Sui, how did it become 40% in a short while?"
Shi Luo opened the peripheral package to get his keyboard and mouse, and said, "Impressive bonus."
Who "momentum" refers to, naturally need not say much.
Zhao Feng was right when he thought about it. With the trump card of Whisper in hand, the whole team has enough confidence whether the ace card is on the field or not. Zhao Feng smiled indifferently: "Forget it, just do your best, this is already good news. Warming up. The opening game of the game, everyone cheers!"
Everyone nodded, Zhao Feng took another look at Shi Luo, and after confirming that he was in a stable mood, he felt relieved. Zhao Feng sighed mockingly at himself, maybe he was just thinking too much, Shi Luo Mingming looked normal.
A few minutes later, after the staff came again to notify the players to play, everyone got up and followed the staff to the front court.
Shi Luo walked at the front. As usual, he walked to the front of the stage and discussed a few words with the other raider in the team. Before halfway through the long corridor, Shi Luo paused slightly and stood in place. .
Less than five meters from them, NSN's lounge door opened.
NSN's coaches and players walked out one by one.
NSN's coach walked at the front, followed by Gu Gan, behind Gu Gan were Rod and Xinran, behind them was Wawa, and then behind... The one who patted Wawa's shoulder, yes A man in private clothes.
Perhaps because of the rush to join the team, the team uniform with his ID has not been made in time.
This man didn't seem to have cut his hair short in two years, and the brown hair was long past his shoulders.
German food is probably not good, and people have lost a lot of weight.
There have been so many changes, so many, that the rest of the IAC asked with a bewildered look: "Who is that tall handsome guy behind Wawa?"
Only Shi Luo recognized his former captain through this completely changed back.
Shi Luo looked at Yu Sui's back and was pinned to the spot alive.
Ever since he heard the news of Yu Sui's return to China, Shi Luo thought he was still calm, he never lost his temper, didn't make any noise, didn't cause any trouble to the team, and didn't let black fans see any jokes. He wasn't excited, he wasn't irritable, he wasn't fighting to the death or making a fuss like he was two years ago.
Shi Luo originally thought it was because he was an adult and mature, and he could face the past and this person calmly.
Unfortunately, this is just "Shi Luo thinks to himself".
Shi Luo's chest rose and fell slightly, and his right hand made a rattling sound as he gripped the mouse.
"Shi Luo, Shi Luo?" Zhao Feng frowned and patted Shi Luo gently, "What's wrong?"
Shi Luo took a deep breath and accidentally choked.
Zhao Feng looked confused, he glanced forward: "Who is that?"
Shi Luo's expression gradually recovered, and said, "Whisper."
"Fuck!!!"
Everyone at IAC was startled, Zhao Feng was dumbfounded: "This, this..."
There was a lot of movement in the crowd, and the NSN members who were walking in front turned around one after another, including Yu Sui.
Yu Sui was startled when he saw Shi Luo.
Shi Luo's chest heaved more and more, he turned his eyes away from Yu Sui's gaze, couldn't bear to hold his peripherals without squinting and strode past the NSN crowd.
Shi Luo walked all the way forward, ignoring the staff who asked him to wait for his teammates. He took a few steps through the waiting area and walked directly into the brightly lit reception desk. There was an instant burst of cheers from the audience outside.