Just as Ji Zhiyao pushed the tower and walked there, the moment he was about to reach the Dragon Pit, Mo Huaifeng suddenly called out "Wuji", Ji Zhiyao understood it, and quickly threw the sticking skills he brought to the dragon pit who was still staying in the Dragon Pit Baoluzhong is single, at this time everyone in the Mix team has withdrawn from the dragon pit, and Dalong has completed his berserk—
Baolu's mid laner was directly beaten to death by Dalong.
It can be called a tacit cooperation at the textbook level!
The data analysts in the audience clapped their hands excitedly, "Nice!!"
After the dragon goes berserk, the damage value decreases gradually. Ji Zhiyao simply stood on the periphery, guarding against Baolu's people; the remaining four gathered together to use their skills, and easily took down the big dragon.
The people in Baolu have lost their will to fight, and they are attacking the city like a broken bamboo!
In the first thirty-four minutes, the Mix team won the first victory with a high gap of 21:9.
After everyone bowed and thanked the audience, they stepped off the stage.
In the lounge, the data analyst patted Ji Zhiyao on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "The operation you cooperated with God Fi just now was really good, how did you practice it?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Actually, it's a biological stress response from being scared..."
Data Analyst: "What the hell?"
Ji Zhiyao was about to discuss this knowledge point involving the field of biology with the data analyst, when he heard a rush of footsteps. He looked up suspiciously, and found that Yuan Wei walked into the waiting room with a strange expression on his face, and said, "Team Baolu forfeited the match."
What
Why did you give up after losing a game? Is the psychological quality of professional players already so bad
Mo Huaifeng frowned when he heard Yuan Wei's words: "What's going on?"
Yuan Wei's expression became even weirder. He swallowed, and said, "Bao Lu's mid laner was beaten to tears by you, and he refused to play in the second match. Their team didn't have a mid laner substitute, so they had to simply abandon the match. "
Xiao Fei was dumbfounded: "What the hell? Did you cry?"
Yuan Wei is also quite dumbfounded. He has been in the e-sports circle for so many years, and this is the first time he has heard of such absurd things as a team's tour match making another team's main player cry. Feeling deeply helpless after the absurdity, Yuan Wei sighed, and said: "Since Baolu has abandoned the game, let the referee announce the result of the game directly, and you all prepare for the interview questions after the game." - MVP interview No need, but we still have to do everything, lest outsiders say that our team is not united and bully the rookies."
Mo Huaifeng nodded, "Yes."
Yuan Wei went out to inform the referee, and the other people digested the news and laughed one after another.
Da Nuo patted A Xiao's thigh, "Damn it, it's really amazing! If Baolu is doing this, who would dare to make an appointment with us for a national tour match in the future? - But this is also very good, save It’s not bad to stay in the base at this time, dreaming and dying. It’s too much to suffer when I come out, and I almost lost two catties of fat.”
A Xiao: "Isn't it good to help you lose weight? If you keep getting fatter, the appearance of the whole team will be lowered by you."
Ah Heng: "I'm more worried about the reputation of our team. Do you think they will make up our minds about what ulterior things we did to Baolu, so that they... Hehehe."
Ji Zhiyao looked at his teammate, who was a good actor, brainstorming the script with a speechless face. He shook his head helplessly, and found that Mo Huaifeng, who was a few meters away from him just now, came over and said to him: "Bao Lu gave up the game, and the media will make a fuss about your first public appearance in a while. You are clever Come on, don't get caught in the pit."
Ji Zhiyao nodded and smiled: "Thank you Captain, don't worry, I know it."
"good."
Yuan Wei entered the lounge again and informed them that the interview could begin.
The whole team entered the gymnasium again.
Due to the unexpected end of the game, a small number of people who watched the game left the venue, but more than half of the audience stayed here, preparing to watch their post-match interviews. At this time, seeing all members of the Mix team coming out, they all waved their arms excitedly to greet them.
Seven chairs were placed in the center of the competition platform, and everyone sat down according to the game position.
Mo Huaifeng took the microphone, "Hi everyone, we are Team Mix."
As soon as Mo Huaifeng's words fell, one of the media people couldn't wait to start asking: "Hello Fi God, hello team members. It was clearly stated today that the competition system is a 5v5 three-game two-win system. Why did the game end at the end of the game? How about announcing the result immediately?"
Mo Huaifeng handed the microphone to Ah Heng, obviously not wanting to answer this mentally retarded question. Ah Heng is used to being the official spokesperson of the team. He took the microphone and said with a smile: "My friend, just now we specifically asked the manager to let the referee tell everyone the reason. Whether you heard it or not, I Once again, due to the force majeure of the Baolu team, today's game cannot continue, and we did not directly announce the end."
The media people were persistent: "What is the force majeure factor?"
Ah Heng: "If you insist on breaking the casserole and asking the end, then I can only say sorry to the brothers of the Baolu team. It is this 'Shanglu Media' that insists on asking me, not me. The truth The reason why the game cannot continue is because the mid laner of the Baolu team has not adjusted his mood. Why is he in a bad mood? It is because he was beaten and cried by us."
Shanglu Media: "Then why does Baolu's mid laner cry?"
Ah Heng: "The lacrimal glands grow on him, how do I know?"
Shanglu media resentfully put down the microphone in his hand, his face turned blue and purple. Ah Heng also moved the microphone away from his mouth, looking very polite.
Another media person continued to ask: "As we all know, this is the first time your team's jungler has shown his face in public, so is it because Team Mix is building momentum for your team's jungler by crying about the mid laner of Team Baolu? "
Ah Heng and Mo Huaifeng exchanged glances, and handed the microphone to Ji Zhiyao.
Ji Zhiyao ignored the thin layer of sweat on his palms, and smiled generously towards the camera and the direction of the audience: "Hello everyone, I am Ji Zhiyao, a jungler substitute for Team Mix."
After saying hello, he began to answer the question just now: "There is no publicity, and it is impossible for us to let the Baolu team give us such a big face. I believe that most people in the circle already know that the Mix team has an extra substitute. I have always been under the attention of everyone, and it doesn’t matter to me whether I create momentum or not.—What’s more, as a professional player, it is indeed a good thing to maintain attention, but the most important thing is technology. As long as the technology is good , naturally more people will remember you."
Media: "So, God Yao is very confident in his skills?"
Ji Zhiyao smiled: "Thank you for your kindness, I still can't take the word "Yao Shen" for the time being. - I am only generally satisfied with my game skills, but I am very happy that I have been improving."