On the afternoon of the 14th, Song Xueyang arrived at the official event organizing committee of "City of Despair". Fans who came to hear the news blocked the door, and the moment Song Xueyang appeared, there was a scream.
"Snow God!" "Snow God, I love you!" "Husband, look here!"
Song Xueyang raised his smiling face and waved to the fans, and the screams came one after another.
"Song Xueyang!" A voice came from behind.
A man with a chubby figure squeezed in from outside the blockade. He wore a pair of sunglasses, and a black casual suit wrapped his slightly bloated figure. He was not tall, but he moved very quickly. Passed by, and ran to him in no time.
This person is the captain of the Thunder Team of the quarter-finals, Si Qiangong.
"Si Qianjin!" "Miss, look at me!"
Si Qian waved at them, and before he could speak, someone shouted from the fans, "Brother, you are fat again!"
Si Qianjin took off his sunglasses and glared at the crowd, "So black me, are you Song Xueyang's fan? Don't pull me, Song team, I'm going to clear the door for you today!"
He held on to Song Xueyang's arm and pretended to be being held, which made the fans laugh out loud.
The two entered the door, and Si Qianjin put his arms around Song Xueyang's neck, "Old Song, you haven't contacted me recently, you've been chasing stars so much that you don't have anyone else in your eyes, right? Really, but seeing newcomers laughing, that smell The old man is crying, humming."
Song Xueyang rubbed his stomach, "I'm not afraid of hurting the child in your stomach? Your current body is not suitable for sexual intercourse."
Si Qianjin pushed him away, "Bum, you act like a person in front of others, but you're actually an old dog."
Song Xueyang glanced at him lightly, "I don't have your dog."
"You are more dog!"
"You are the most dog."
"You can't be a dog anymore!"
After a few quarrels, Si Qiang changed the conversation, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Eh Lao Song, why don't I understand, you can make Shen Huai join the team with your skill?"
Although Maple Moon's purpose was to build a superstar fan-absorbing team, that was before.
Ever since Song Xueyang joined the team and became the team captain, he has coaxed the club's executives into cheers while playing the game fans, and he has made drastic layoffs and rectifications.
But such a person has recruited a famous person in the entertainment industry, and he has never even heard of a vase who is interested in playing games!
When Si Qianjin saw the official announcement of Fengyue's lineup, he felt like he had heard a story. After seeing the news of Song Xueyang defending the fans of Shen Huai's angry reporter, he realized that this was not just a story, but a ghost story!
Song Xueyang asked back, "Why should I stop Shen Huai from joining the team? He was dug up by me."
"Did you dug it?" Si Qianjin's eyes widened, he looked up and down at Song Xueyang for a long time, then suddenly raised his hand and patted his forehead, "What trick did Shen Huai do to you? it is good?"
Song Xueyang's forehead was slapped red. Seeing that there was no one left or right, he hooked his fingers mysteriously and said in a low voice, "Shen Huai is Cang Yu."
The flesh on Si Qianjin's body trembled, and his face suddenly became serious.
After a while, he waved at Song Xueyang, motioning for him to come over.
Just as Song Xueyang turned his head to the side, he was caught off guard by his ears, and a powerful piercing shout exploded like muffled thunder—
"I don't believe a fucking word!"
Song Xueyang hissed, rubbed his ears and jumped away, throwing him a "believe it or not" look.
Si Qianjin hummed unhappily, "It's really not a brother, if you have any difficulties, you can say it, maybe I can help me! Make up such nonsense to lie to me, you think I'm a three-year-old child? Lie to a child I'm not as perfunctory as you, the traffickers all know to prepare some Coke Sprite or something, I don't even have a bottle of mineral water for a long time because of your concern!"
As he spoke, his eyes flickered, and he gave Song Xueyang a wink, but the tone of his mouth did not change at all, "It's really superfluous for me and you to be friends. I think when we first met..."
Song Xueyang followed his gaze and looked at the man who passed by them. The man was wearing a black team uniform, tall and straight, with an unfamiliar appearance. He should be the new team that passed the audition this year, but his aura was a little off. Not like a newbie.
When the person disappeared at the door, Si Qianjin immediately changed the conversation and said in a low voice, "Have you seen that person, it is said that he is Cang Yu."
"He?" Song Xueyang looked at him amusingly.
"Don't believe it," Si Qianjin counted for him, "Cang Yu said before that he wanted to play professionally? But did he find you? Did he find me? Did he find any team in the top eight? nothing."
Just as Song Xueyang wanted to say something, Si Qianjin gave him a blank look, "Don't interrupt! There's none, right? That person was the captain of the Xinghai team just now, and the team was full of newcomers. There is still a word "Yu" in his name, and it is rumored on the Internet that he is Cang Yu. I looked at his video of the game, and although the ID is not Cang Yu, his style of play is very similar."
Song Xueyang was interested, "Is there any more video?"
"You didn't read the audition information?"
"No." Song Xueyang said innocently.
"My God," Si Qianjin took a deep breath and said in disbelief, "Song Xueyang, are you so swollen now? Don't be a dark horse in the audition. I don't think you rushed up from the audition with your team back then. ?"
Song Xueyang touched his nose. Well, he admitted that after Shen Huai joined the team, all his attention was on the top eight teams, and he really didn't pay attention to the teams in the group stage.
Si Qianjin called up the video from his mobile phone, and fast-forwarded to the start of a wave of team battles. The assassin rushed into the battlefield with a dexterous figure and a trace of bloodskin to complete the harvest. The speed was astonishing.
Seeing Song Xueyang's thoughtful appearance, Si Qianjin shook his phone as if showing off, "How is it? Do you regret not bringing Cangyu to join the team?"
Song Xueyang raised his head in a funny way, "Is this what you said, the style of play is very similar?"
Si Qianjin was taken aback for a moment, isn't it like that
Super high hand speed, flexible style of play, astonishing reflexes, and calmness to fight back with blood, aren't these all Cang Yu's signatures
Song Xueyang seemed to see what he was thinking, "Compared to Cang Yu, he is not qualified."
That smile was so confident that it blinded people's eyes, and Si Qianjin didn't even think of making a statement.
It wasn't until Song Xueyang was far away that he chased after him and shouted, "Don't say something like Cang Yu is on your team!"
The conference room where the group draws were held was lined with cameras, and twenty-four chairs sat beside the oval desk. Song Xueyang happened to meet Guan He at the door. He was wearing a pure black Xiaolang team uniform with a head wolf that raised his head and howled on his chest.
"Close the team." Song Xueyang greeted with a smile.
Guan He nodded indifferently and went into the room. Si Qianjin gave Song Xueyang a happy bow, "You're really good. If you've poached someone else's team members, you'd be too embarrassed to say hello to them. If I close the team, I'll strangle you on the spot."
Song Xueyang was quite speechless, "Old Si, you misunderstood me greatly."
Si Qianjin looked melancholy, "Maybe, we have reached the seven-year itch."
Song Xueyang took his seat, and the captains of each team were in place one after another. At 3:00 p.m., the lottery officially started.
The chairman of the E-Sports Association made an opening speech, the members of the competition committee announced the rules of the lottery, and after the third-party notarization, the most critical part was finally reached.
Everyone randomly selected a card from the box and looked at each other, but no one showed a card.
The host said, "Everyone can show their cards."
With these words, everyone's eyes fell on the last champion Guan He.
The Xiaolang team has been a favorite to win the championship over the years. Since the start of the "City of Despair" professional competition, it has been able to enter the global finals every year.
Guan He simply turned over the cards and said solemnly, "Group A."
Some breathed a sigh of relief, while others looked tense.
Next was Zhang Jiayan of Team WG. He was not the type to be around the corner. Before the runner-up God of War showed his cards, he turned over his card first, "Group A."
There was a burst of laughter in the corner, Si Qianjin got up and slammed the card on the table, enough to play a group sign with Wang Zhuang's momentum, "Group C! Hahaha!"
Perfectly staggered almost two of the strongest teams!
There is a play! There is a lot of drama this year, and there is no pressure in the top eight!
Hahaha! Go back tomorrow, the team members will definitely give him a wolf hug!
Song Xueyang turned over the cards with a smile, "Group C."
Si Qianjin's smile froze. I didn't expect to be in a group with Fengyue again. Last year, the two teams fought to the death. From the group stage to the finals, they met three times. Hair volume is reduced by half.
Is there an inside story in this group draw or is it a script specially arranged by the competition committee for the effect of the show? Knowing that he didn't want to fight Song Xueyang, he even assigned them to a group, right
It may be that Song Xueyang's behavior and Si Qianjin's pride infected the people present. The seventh and eighth places in the last eight rounds also showed their cards - Group C.
Si Qianjin's face sank. He didn't expect that this year's grouping would be so concentrated. Last year, the top eight group C accounted for four. Fortunately, except for Fengyue, they are not a strong team, and there is still hope.
Just when he was distracted, a cold female voice sounded next to him, "Group C."
There was only one girl in the entire conference room, and that was Hu Nana, the runner-up of last year's national finals, the captain of the God of War team.
Everyone was stunned, looking at the cards in her hand as if they were all English-blind.
Si's advance was even more obvious. He squinted and fell directly on the chair, and choked out two words, "Fuck!"
The final result of the grouping was very dramatic. Group A, Xiaolang and WG were the two dominant players, which basically eliminated the survival of other teams. There is only one Supper team in last year's top eight in Group B, and they are considered stable in qualifying. Group C consists of five top eight teams: God of War, Fengyue, Thunder, Rubik's Cube, and Chenxi. According to the final rules of the top two in each group, it can be said that The most competitive group.
Just now, Si Qiang, who thought that he would be hugged by his teammates, was already thinking about whether to kneel on the washboard when he went back.
As for Rubik's Cube and Chenxi, the two teams with different strengths are ready to meet in the Loser's Resurrection Tournament.
The competition committee officially announced three groups of competition areas, group A, Hangzhou, group B, Nanjing, and group C, Chengdu.
That night, the chairman of the competition committee took the initiative to invite them to dinner, which is a practice every year, and everyone did not refuse, and went to the restaurant together.
The 24 team captains gathered together, which is a spectacle that can only be seen at this time. The audition team includes regulars from the group stage every year, as well as fresh faces who just passed the audition this year. Everyone quickly became acquainted with each other after eating and drinking.
Si Qianjin took the opportunity to approach the captain of the Xinghai team and asked, "Hey, are you Cang Yu?"
The man frowned suddenly, his face turned cold, "No."
Si Qianqian left embarrassedly, thinking that if he didn't admit it, he wouldn't admit it, what would he do with such a stinky face.
But thinking about it carefully, I feel that this character is not very similar to Cang Yu. Although he doesn't know Cang Yu very well, he knows that he has a good reputation. He has always been very low-key after becoming famous for so many years, and he has never done it in this increasingly impetuous e-sports circle. He is also very polite to the professional players who come to his room to watch the live broadcast.
Such a person should accept it calmly even if his identity is discovered, right
Si Qianjin couldn't turn his head, and was too embarrassed to reveal Song Xueyang's scar, so he had to bury his doubts in his heart.
Don't mind him, it's Cang Yu or not, you'll know after one fight.
Song Xueyang was halfway through eating and secretly said to Hu Nana, "Sister Nana, can you do me a favor?"
Hu Nana nodded, and the two left the hotel one after the other.
The people at the table should eat and drink, but just as the door of the restaurant was closed, a group of people immediately jumped up and squeezed in front of the window, sticking to the glass and looking eagerly.
Just kidding, they are all old dogs on the field who are watching and listening to all directions. As soon as you raise your hand, I know what skills you want to put on. If you want to sneak out without disturbing them, is this realistic
Fan Hao asked curiously, "Who knows what happened to Fox Song and Sister Nana?"
"I think there is a situation, the fox is going, after digging out the people who closed the team, they come to dig up the people of Xiao Zhang again, I think he can change his name to Song Dig!"
Si Qianjin slapped his thigh, anger from his heart, "Damn it, our professional team is just such a rose, and Song Xueyang picked it up without even saying hello?"
Zhang Jiayan was even more annoyed, "How can you play games seriously when you are in love? How can you compete with WG? Song Xueyang is too shameless!"
Division forward: "… "
Team Yan, can you take your attention away from the game? We are under a lot of pressure because you are so good!
He turned his head and saw that the captain of the Chenxi team was already crying, with red eyes twitching and wiping his nose, Si Qianjin hurriedly asked, "What's the matter with you!"
Tao Lele sobbed and said, "Brother Si, I, I feel bad in my heart, wow wow wow!"
Si Qianjin sighed, sat down beside him and poured a glass of wine, "Don't say it, when you say it, I feel like I've lost my love too."
Tao Lele hugged him and cried, "So you like Team Song too."
fuck!
Si Qiang pushed him away.
Just when everyone was discussing intensely about what happened to Song Xueyang and Hu Nana, their phones suddenly rang at the same time.
Everyone opened it and saw that it was a Weibo posted by Song Xueyang.
In the night, he was stepping on the snow, and the street lights made his shadow slender, but the simple Maple Moon uniform was dressed handsomely by him. He tilted his head slightly and pointed to the headphones around his neck. The gentle smile in his eyes seemed to melt the snow, and the dim yellow street lights illuminated the tear moles under his eyes like dazzling stars.
The whole photo only reveals one word - handsome!
Co-author Song Xueyang called their goddess out to help take pictures? how? Is this not trusting the photography skills of these big men? Why do people who don't have New Year's and festivals become so smug
V Fengyue - Broken Snow: It's too late to go back and say to you, the gift is in your drawer, happy birthday, Shen Huai.
The team captains were silent.
So, when they were thinking about drawing lots and how to qualify for the group stage, all this fox thought about was how to celebrate Shen Huai's birthday
At this moment, everyone invariably recalled the news that Song Xueyang rushed to the crown for Lanyan a while ago.
The captain is addicted to chasing stars, and the top eight this year are stable!
Everyone who was desperate because of the grouping breathed a sigh of relief, the spirit of gossip suddenly took over the body, and ran to search Shen Huai's Weibo.
Sure enough, within two minutes, Shen Huai also posted a Weibo.
In the photo, Sennheiser's latest headset, the same model as Song Xueyang, is lying quietly on the fleece, with a greeting card with a happy birthday beside it.
V Shen Huai: I got it, waiting for you to come back.
Everyone watched the interaction between the two fell into a long silence.
It's too happy to be chasing stars like this!