After two days of competition, kpv's total points are far ahead in Group D and successfully qualified.
During the entire game, bol, as the conductor, was able to do a job with ease, easily controlling the rhythm of the whole game, just like playing. What's more, in this random grouping, apart from themselves, there is no strong team in Group D, and it is easy to win.
The bol on the field was full of arrogance, and Su Yan's blood was boiling with excitement. She planned to go to the game after returning to the dormitory and kill him for hundreds of rounds. It's a pity that Tang Jiaxin is busy with a part-time job and has no time to play with her. She can only fight alone.
Bol waited for the group to return to the team base, and Yiran happened to be holding a cup of coffee in the lobby, and asked him expressionlessly, "How is your condition today?"
The question is not about the result, but about the status. It is nothing more than that he already knew that Bol would not lose this year, and he has 100% trust in Bol.
In these few rounds, kpv played fiercely and vigorously, interpreting "your father is still your father" with strength, directly avenged shame, and shattered all doubts.
Bol complained to Yiran: "Captain, they are all good food, it's not interesting to fight at all."
Dong Ling's teeth itch when he heard this, he just won the group match and he became like this, he was really flustered.
He was just about to have a good fight with Yiran, but unexpectedly, Bol struck first.
"Brother Dong is still nervous in such a weak game."
"???" Dong Ling rolled up his sleeves and wanted to do something, look, look, what bullshit is this brat talking about, he's almost freaking out.
"Am I still worried about you? Are you trying to piss me off?"
Is it easy for him when he is old
He can only hope that Yiran can help him teach him a good lesson, after all, the other party is the real boss of KPV.
Unexpectedly, Yiran nodded, "Well, that's his personality."
Dong Ling: "..." After talking about it, he quit this job!
Yiran looked at Bol: "Steady in the final, make the score bigger, understand?"
Kpv must not only win, but also win beautifully. This is not harmful to the team or bol Baili.
Strength is the most powerful weapon to crush gossip.
"No problem." Bol assured.
He has long wanted to give some color to the black fans who sprayed him on the Internet.
"You have performed well in the past two days, and I will give you a day off tomorrow." Yiran patted Bol's head.
"Thank you Captain."
Dong Ling is still struggling: "No, it's over since he ran out to buy milk tea before the game? You don't take such an undisciplined thing seriously? Today he can sneak out for half an hour, next time, next time Are you ready to skip the game?"
Chance: "Hey, our little bol lost so badly last year and was scolded for so long, what's wrong with going out to buy a cup of milk before the game this year to relax?"
Bol corrected: "Brother, it's milk tea, not milk."
"Oh, milk tea, what's the matter with buying a cup of milk tea?"
Dong Ling clutched his heart and pointed at Lusion: "Quick, call me an ambulance, I'm going to faint."
"Stop acting, the physical examination report just issued last month says that you are in good health." Chance pushed his glasses and revealed them mercilessly.
Dong Ling: "..." If it wasn't for the high salary and good treatment, he would have resigned.
Su Qiang has been playing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds for a while, and now her skills have improved a lot, especially when playing Voldemort in the rainforest map. Today she played two rounds of solo mode, and even ate a lot of chicken. She immediately took a screenshot and sent it to Tang Jiaxin and 1101 - her only two game friends.
But Tang Jiaxin didn't cooperate at all: "Go away, don't bother me to work to earn money to buy Anger."
"Hey, so you don't want to praise me, I've eaten chicken by myself, and I killed three people."
"Stay aside."
Su Qiang's heart was completely broken by her, but luckily there is still 1101.
"Excellent, 666."
She likes this kind of false business bragging, and she immediately got excited and asked, "When are you free, let's have a hack together. Let me tell you, I am much better than before."
Today happened to be a day off, and Bol had no other arrangements, so he responded almost immediately: "Today is fine."
"Then go online?"
"Wait a minute, I'll find something, you start a game first."
"Okay, then call me later."
"Ok."
Bol was rummaging through boxes in the utility room, Chance walked over to block the dust: "What are you looking for?"
He raised his head and asked, "Brother, do we have that kind of... um... just inferior microphones?"
"Poor microphone?"
"The kind that doesn't have a good voice quality."
"..." This question really stumped Chance.
Kpv is a world champion team, and there are countless sponsors rushing to provide top-notch equipment. How can there be inferior products
The last pass was easy to find, and I asked for a mid-range microphone that he had used before from a youth trainee who had just entered the base for training. Since it has been used for some years, the effect has been greatly reduced, which is exactly what bol wanted.
He first installed and tried it on the computer in the training room, and he also pulled Chance and Hekkk to cooperate with him in the experiment.
"Hey, hey, brother, listen, does this sound like my original voice?"
"Seventy-eighth image."
Hearing this answer, bol was satisfied.
Then he returned to his room with his dilapidated old microphone.
There is a computer in his bedroom, which is well-equipped, but he rarely uses it under normal circumstances. He decided to go back to his room and play with Shortbread today.
Hekkk looked at his figure trotting upstairs, and cast a curious look at Chance: "What is he doing so mysteriously?"
Chance shrugged: "Who knows."
After Su Yan finished a game, he just received a message from 1101: "I'm online."
She clicked on the friend list to see that the other party was already online, so she clicked on the team invitation.
Su Cheng thought that this time she still had to rely on WeChat text communication, but she didn't expect a clear voice to come.
"Playing with the rainforest map?" Bol usually doesn't like to play with this map. There are too many Voldemorts lying on the ground in the rainforest map, so he is annoyed by this.
"Eh? Can you talk now?"
"Ok."
Su Qiang: "Don't you like playing in the rainforest? Then I'll change it. Island or desert?"
"No need to change, if you want to play in the rainforest, go to the rainforest." Although I don't like this map, it's not impossible to play.
The other party's voice sounded very young, much younger than Su Cheng had imagined. She originally thought that 1101 was probably over twenty-five years old.
Not only is it young, it also sounds familiar.
She clicked to start the game, and thought for a while: "Your voice is similar to bol."
"..." Bol never expected to be recognized so quickly, and said, "Oh, someone said that, saying that our voices are quite similar."
The other party admitted it too readily, but Su Qiang didn't doubt it much. There are so many people with star faces on the street, not to mention people with similar voices.
"That's it, hahaha, there is always an illusion that I am playing with bol."
"Hehe." Bol raised the corners of his lips, and let out an awkward laugh in unison.