Before the game started, Ji Zhiyao thought so.
However, the third game lasted for more than forty minutes and was still in a stalemate.
Ji Zhiyao stared at the screen without blinking, pursed his lips, and looked at A Xiao who fell to the ground suddenly a few seconds ago—
Ah Qiang suddenly appeared from the grass just now, and gave A Xiao a blow by surprise. A Xiao hurriedly dodged backwards. Originally, his finger movements were fast, but at the moment when he was about to leave the attack range of A Gun, the action of the jungler was delayed for a second——
A gun seized the opportunity and gave A Xiao a fatal blow.
Ji Zhiyao frowned tightly.
From the flashing shot just now, he clearly saw that A Xiao shook his wrist vigorously, as if he was not feeling well.
Did the hand injury happen again
Ji Zhiyao raised his head, "Brother Ning, Brother Yuanwei, Xiaofei, have you seen it?"
Xiao Fei nodded, Yuan Wei remained silent, and the data analyst's expression was serious: "Yes."
Ji Zhiyao: "Isn't Brother Xiao's hand healed?"
"It may have something to do with the length of the two rounds. I'm not sure now. Wait until you get back to the base and let the physical therapist take a good look." The data analyst frowned tightly, "He just happened to ask for leave today. Originally, we didn't Take it to heart, I didn't expect such a coincidence."
Ji Zhiyao's breathing became tense. The physiotherapist would follow every game before, but today it happened to be unlucky.
Yuan Wei: "Don't worry too much, just wait until the game is over and ask A Xiao. If it's not too serious, we still have spray, which can last for a while."
Data analyst: "Yes. As long as you win this game and advance to second place, you can take A Xiao to the hospital directly."
Ji Zhiyao nodded silently, and continued to look at the electronic screen.
If he hadn't been impulsive and fought in the street, he should have been A Xiao's substitute in this round. In this way, A Xiao won't have to play bladder rounds for a long time, and maybe he won't have a hand injury...
It's all his fault.
Ji Zhiyao lowered his head and raised it again after a while.
The game is still going on.
It lasted until the fiftieth minute, no matter which side of the two sides had no defensive towers left, and the number of kills exploded to forty-six, but the outcome was still unclear.
Ji Zhiyao saw A Xiao's increasingly ugly face flashing on the screen from time to time, and he was so nervous that his knuckles turned white. He didn't forget to pray for the end of the game and his team's victory, and then rushed A Xiao to the hospital—
However, the sky fails to fulfill people's wishes.
In the last wave of team battles that broke out in the middle lane, A Xiao was killed in a few seconds because he did not dodge in time and moved too far forward. Ah Heng who was hiding behind him was unable to dodge in time, and was affected to With a trace of blood, he hurried back to the city.
Without two main players, Mix inevitably lost in the team battle.
In the end, when Ah Xiao was anxiously waiting for his resurrection, Ah Qiang drove straight in with his mid laner and small support, and first took Ah Heng's life with a long-range attack, and then demolished Mix's spring water.
— lost.
The atmosphere in the lounge suddenly became very heavy. The data analyst tapped his head with a pen, sighed and said, "It's almost there. I'm sure I'll keep hitting."
"Is Xiao okay?" Yuan Wei asked with a frown. After getting the reply from the data analyst "I don't know", he turned around the room twice anxiously, "This kind of thing can't be joked. I called the club and asked them to withdraw the baseless ban. "
Data Analyst: "That's it, you call."
Just as Yuan Wei picked up his phone, he saw the five members of the team walking into the waiting room one by one, their expressions were not as bad as he imagined. Ji Zhiyao jumped up from the sofa, went up to meet him and asked, "Brother Xiao, are your hands okay? Are you all right?"
A Xiao shook his hands, not paying attention: "Don't worry, what can I do, the game is too long, the wrist is a little swollen, it's normal. If you don't believe me, you can ask Ah Heng and the captain. It's easy to get swollen wrists."
Ji Zhiyao looked at Mo Huaifeng blankly, and Mo Huaifeng raised his left hand and said, "My hand is also a little swollen."
Yuan Wei was still holding the phone, but when he heard this, he put down his hand and reconfirmed: "A Xiao, are you sure?"
A Xiao: "What else? Where did you put the spray you brought, let us use it first. -By the way, what are you doing with your phone?"
Yuan Wei: "I thought you had a hand injury, and you are about to call the club to ask them to revoke the suspension."
A Xiao: "Don't worry."
The data analyst took out a small spray bottle for bruises from his bag, and Ji Zhiyao hurried over to pick it up, then handed each of Mo Huaifeng and Ah Heng a bottle, and finally held the bottle by himself, and ran to Ah Heng. In front of Xiao, he said earnestly, "Brother Xiao, give me your hand, and I will rub it for you."
A Xiao: "Huh? My cub is so good today?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Of course, I've always been so good. - Is this strength acceptable?"
A Xiao: "Not bad, not bad, let's make a few more turns."
Ji Zhiyao: "Okay, if you have strong hands, you must tell me!"
Mo Huaifeng with a spray bottle stuffed in his hand: "..."
He looked indifferently at someone who was courting A Xiao, and his mood was extremely unpleasant.
Ji Zhiyao rubbed and rubbed, and suddenly sneezed.
A Xiao: "What, you have a cold?"
Ji Zhiyao rubbed his nose, and said casually, "No. I don't know which idiot scolded me."
"Stupid" Mo Huaifeng: "..."
Ji Zhiyao finished rubbing A Xiao's wrists. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect or something else. He felt that A Xiao's hands were not as swollen as when he first entered the lounge. He breathed a sigh of relief and closed the spray cap by the way.
Turning around to return the spray to the data analyst, Mo Huaifeng stood behind him at some point, and Ji Zhiyao happened to meet his gaze.
Ji Zhiyao was taken aback, "Captain, why don't you sit down and rest, why are you standing?"
Mo Huaifeng snorted through his nose, then sat back on the sofa without looking back.
Ji Zhiyao: "???"
Ji Zhiyao looked puzzled.
After spraying, he leaned over to Yuan Wei and gave him a look. Yuan Wei quickly understood what he meant, and mouthed—
"The captain is jealous! Brother dei!!!"
Ji Zhiyao: "!"
Wori, is it true or not
Ji Zhiyao couldn't help but look at Mo Huaifeng, and found that he was sitting with his hands folded in front of his chest, his head bowed, looking particularly aggrieved. He tugged at the corner of his mouth, and ran over with his eyes bent, "Captain, do your hands hurt, let me rub them for you?"
Mo Huaifeng raised his head, but before he said anything, Danuo, who was sitting on the other sofa, shook his goosebumps: "Wuji, can you be normal? This tone sounds like a hooligan. If the captain is a little girl, You're guaranteed to be taken to the police station."
Mo Huaifeng: "Who is the girl, tell me again."
Da Nuo reluctantly shut his mouth.
Ji Zhiyao: "wtf?? I am a good boy who serves the people conscientiously. I am a professional player with an annual salary of 700,000 yuan. With such a worth, I will be your younger brother. Shouldn't you be very grateful to me?"
Mo Huaifeng: "Shut up too."
Ji Zhiyao: "You are hegemonic!"
Mo Huaifeng: "..."
All the people in the room were giggling, looking very happy that their captain was deflated. Mo Huaifeng looked helpless, he had nothing to do with Ji Zhiyao who was filled with righteous indignation... In the end, he could only push Ji Zhiyao's face away with his hands, pretending to be disgusted: "You're dead, stay away from me."
Hearing this, Ji Zhiyao paused briefly, then backed away quickly, "... I don't seem to have washed my face this morning."
As a result, the expression of a captain who was slightly cleanliness changed from being deflated to eating flies, with disgust written all over him from inside to outside.
Ji Zhiyao felt very heartbroken about this, and was about to say something when the reminder for the fourth game rang.
Everyone stood up, and A Xiao said: "Comrades, work harder, if you can't win this game, you may never see the complete me again."
Mo Huaifeng: "Quick battle, don't delay."
After saying the eight-character proverb, he nodded to Ji Zhiyao imperceptibly, and then walked into the passage first. Everyone else followed.
Ji Zhiyao took a long breath, sat down, and stared at the electronic screen.
This one is crucial.
If they win, Mix will directly advance to the second place in the national qualifiers; if they lose, Mix and Bug will stand on the edge of a cliff together, and they will also have to bear the risk that A Xiao's wrist cannot afford the fifth game.
His teammates must win!
The game starts soon.
At the beginning, A Xiao hid in the grass, jumped out at a critical moment, and helped Mo Huaifeng get the first head. Although he himself has only one blood block left, it is still worthwhile to change the wave at the beginning.
Then A Xiaoza entered the wild area, and Ji Zhiyao also turned his gaze from him to the top lane, to K.
Probably A Xiao's warning before the start of the game had an effect. Ji Zhiyao found that K was very stable in this round. From the beginning, he crouched obediently under the defensive tower, no matter how tempted the opponent was, he just didn't go out.
Ji Zhiyao breathed a sigh of relief. According to the current situation, as long as K stays steady, there should be no problem in winning this game.
Except for the first head that broke out in the bottom lane, everyone has grown steadily until seven minutes. Even if there is an occasional collision, there is no danger. Mix is slightly better than Bug's economic situation.
This situation continues until both sides have basically reached level four. A Xiao hid in the grass after brushing the field, and it seemed that he was going to help Ah Heng seduce the opposite party.
Ah Heng played with his upper body, pretended to take two steps forward cautiously, and then retreated to the bottom of the tower. Bug's mid laner hadn't experienced many games, so he was naturally tempted to take the bait quickly. When he got close to the Mix defense tower, Ah Heng went up with a strange smile, and Ah Xiao also jumped out of the grass—
A seemingly perfect siege turned sour after Ah Qiang and Boom jumped out from the grass on the other side.
Ah Heng and Ah Xiao were dumbfounded.
Ji Zhiyao clenched his hands nervously.
Since Boom is in the jungle and is very close to the middle grass, it is not surprising that he jumped out. However, regarding the road, Ji Zhiyao just saw Ah Qiang stepping forward to exchange a wave of K's blood, and didn't notice when he ran to the middle road.
Three hits two, and the technique is very fierce. By the time Mo Huaifeng rushed to the middle road, the dust had basically settled.
The balance of victory immediately began to tilt towards the Bug team.
Ji Zhiyao frowned, and Xiao Fei also sighed.
—However, at this time, the mood of all Mix members on the field was no better than theirs.
Ah Heng dropped the mouse angrily, "I shouldn't have been greedy for that head just now, now it's over, two for zero."
K: "I'm mainly to blame for this wave. I didn't notice that Ah Qiang went to the middle lane. This kid is also shady enough. He obviously wants to go to the middle lane, so he has to go back from his original line."
A Xiao: "Brothers, give me some strength. If there is another round of 60 minutes, I will just perform and die on the spot."
Mo Huaifeng was very calm, "The level is not suppressed much. I will cut the opponent's mid laner in a while, and I can recover it."
After finishing speaking, he hurriedly glanced at A Xiao's swollen wrist, and asked, "Is it okay?"
A Xiao: "It's not very good at the moment, and it's estimated that the food will stop later."
Mo Huaifeng: "Resurrect and go directly to fight Xiaolong. The rhythm will be brought up, but don't be impatient."
A Xiao: "Okay, don't worry."
So when he was resurrected, A Xiao saw that the opponent was far away, and directly hit Xiaolong, and then cooperated with Mo Huaifeng to take the head of Bug's substitute mid laner.
The disadvantage of Mix is catching up little by little.
However, when the game lasted for more than 20 minutes, the audience present could clearly see A Xiao's struggle. His dodging speed became less sensitive, and he failed to dodge several attacks, and fell directly to the ground, becoming Mix's ATM.
Every time he was killed, he would subconsciously shake his wrist vigorously, as if he would feel no pain.
However it doesn't work.
A Xiao, the jungler, seemed to be disconnected, which directly slowed down the rhythm of the whole team.
But Mix didn't delay. In the next game, Mo Huaifeng used his own actions to demonstrate to everyone watching the game what it means to be an ADC's self-cultivation: crazy killing, pushing towers, and occasionally taking care of the jungler . It's just that although Mo Huaifeng played fiercely, A Xiao's mobility deteriorated due to a hand injury, and he could only be counted as half of him. Therefore, the game was still delayed until 43 minutes before Mix won.
— When the commentator announced that the results of the competition were real and effective, Ji Zhiyao was completely relaxed.
"Finally I won. It feels like I have never been so worried about winning the first place in the last qualifier." The data analyst stared at the screen and took out the spray from his bag while talking, "Ah Xiao's condition is not right, Xiaofei , take this and go over there to greet you."
Xiao Fei quickly stood up and ran over, "Okay, leave it to me."
He took the spray and ran into the player tunnel.
Yuan Wei walked out with his mobile phone, "Fortunately, I left the phone number of A Xiao's surgery hospital, first ask the doctor if he has time. Let's go directly to the hospital in a while."
The hurried atmosphere affected Ji Zhiyao at the same time. He stood up and looked around, not knowing what he could do, so he simply started packing his things so that he could leave quickly.
He had just lined up a few bags, and the others came out from the player aisle, and the one who was surrounded in the middle seemed to be A Xiao. Ji Zhiyao hurried forward and asked, "Brother Xiao, are you alright?"
A Xiao tugged at the corners of his lips, and raised his left wrist, which was swollen twice more than his right hand, "It just looks a little scary, it's fine for now, don't be nervous."
It looks like it's not telling the truth. Ji Zhiyao pursed his lips.
Ah Heng directly retorted: "Don't be brave, we are not blind, can we not see it?"