Several teammates surrounded him, and Zhang Xin, the captain, pursed his lips tightly, and his face was also heavy.
At this moment, even him, it is difficult to control his mood.
A sullen and depressed mood could not stop rising from my heart.
Indeed, as the few friends beside him said, they have already tried their best, but the final result... is still unsatisfactory.
Originally, they made a plan. In the end, they only needed to win one of these two games. If they could defeat the Stinger team in the fourth game, they would be able to lock in three wins in advance, and they did not need to fight against the Tiana team in the last fifth game. You are dead and alive.
But now...
Fourth, lost.
I tried my best, but nothing happened.
This made their last hope of promotion fall on the fifth game again.
However, today is not the same as yesterday.
The opponent they encountered in the last life and death round was completely incomparable to today's opponent.
That was the top seed in the entire Xiamen sub-division, and their strength opened the gap of how many streets they didn't know. They even defeated the Stinger team so thoroughly, so their strength was far stronger than The stinger's god, there is no chance of winning.
Fight to your death
It's just that it sounds nice.
The real situation could only be that they were crushed and taken away.
To put it more bluntly, in fact, when they lost the fourth game, it already represented that their peak team was destined to fail to achieve the goal of promotion, and they were destined to regret being eliminated in this round.
It sounds really cruel.
They have obviously done a very, very good job, and in the battle just now, they were defeated even though they were defeated.
real…
Just out of luck.
Even if they were assigned the same team in the 10s and 20s in the fifth game, they might still have some hope of winning.
But unfortunately, it is God.
Shaking his head vigorously, as if trying to put those dejected emotions behind him, Zhang Xin looked at the teammates in front of him and forced a smile:
"Forget it, everyone worked hard."
"There is one last round left, so try to play as well as you can."
"No matter what... there must be a beginning and an end."
At this time, he didn't have the heart to say anything like "fight for the last chance", because if you don't say it, several people in the team know that it is like a mirror, and there is basically no such thing as a chance.
The crowd of spectators around has also dispersed one after another.
Mu Qiu also quietly retreated into the distance, but his eyes still fell on the few members of the peak team here, with a bit of regret.
Even if he just praised the performance of the peak team in this round, he had to admit that the current peak team has lost the best chance to advance.
It is indeed too unrealistic for such a team composed of junior high school students to challenge the Tiana team that has reached the semi-professional top level.
Even though several teenagers in this team have shown amazing and moving state and level.
Even if they have an equally top-notch coach.
But the level of performance at the moment is already the ultimate that such a team can achieve from the combination of players and coaches.
Want to break through again
There is really no room for further.
The coach can't do more, and the five existing players can't suddenly become stronger, unless they can replace a few new reinforcements on the spot, or at least have a top-level core thigh to lead the whole team. The team instantly raised its combat power to a level—
suddenly.
Mu Qiu was stunned.
He vaguely thought of the possibility of a way.
But then there was a heavy look on his face again, and he slowly shook his head:
Even "that", maybe not.
after all…
…
Zhou Mo came to the side of several members of the peak team. Zhang Xin looked up and smiled reluctantly:
"Merco."
Zhou Mo reached out and patted Zhang Xin's shoulder lightly:
"Played well."
Yes, it's really good.
As the captain, he led the team to make the most sensible decisions in the early stage of almost a small collapse, and just grabbed the rhythm back in the mid-term; as a mid-laner, the first-hand time assassin Ike even gave the opponent a huge threat several times.
In this game, Zhang Xin's performance was almost perfect both from an individual perspective and a team perspective.
But Zhang Xin lowered his head, sadly:
"not good enough."
"If I'm stronger... I can lead everyone to win."
It seemed that only when facing Zhou Mo did the fifteen-year-old boy finally show some of the emotions he should have at his age.
yes.
Indeed it is.
If it can be stronger, maybe the mid laner Ike will put more pressure on the opponent in the early stage, and he can kill a few more in the mid-term teamfight stage to bring the rhythm faster.
Maybe there is a real chance to win.
But there is no such "if" in reality. As a fifteen-year-old junior high school student, it is still too demanding to be a top semi-professional player.
Perhaps in the future he can even surpass the strength of the Stinger team's ADC captain "Poison Bee".
But that is by no means now.
Lifting his head again, Zhang Xin rubbed his nose, his eyes were slightly red, but he still smiled:
"It's fine."
"In the last round, we will play well, and we won't embarrass you, Brother Mo."
Looking at Zhang Xin's face in a daze, looking at the reddish eye circles of the young man in front of him, and the smile he tried to squeeze out, Zhou Mo's lips moved.
I wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
only…
An idea that had been forcibly suppressed in his mind resurfaced uncontrollably.
Accompanied by the feeling of shivering and beating little by little.
as if—
A certain emotion is spreading out in his chest.
It was something that had been silent for a long time.
It was some spirit that I thought was completely dead.
…
After the fourth game against the Spurs, there was not much time left for the peak team to rest.
Soon, the final fifth game of life and death is coming.
2 wins and 2 losses.
On paper, the peak team still has the opportunity and qualification to advance to the qualifying.
However, many other teams gathered around again, talking and discussing with each other, and there were only pity and sympathy in the eyes of the few members of the peak team—
What a pity.
With this kind of strength that can actually fight back and forth with the Stinger team, the last one should actually have the strength to meet most other teams.
Unluckily... and Tian Ah collided.
Doomed to lose.
Mu Qiu was still standing in the crowd. He didn't choose to recognize his former partner at this moment. He just kept silent, quietly looking at Zhou Mo who was standing with a few team members not far away. There is a faint light flickering on and off.
That is…
An indescribably complex emotion.
It's hesitation and uncertainty.
But also longing and anticipation.
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