"Their sniper rifle should be here. Wind and I will go up from the right side, and you guys go around the back."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Kanqing quickly led his team to circle around and surrounded the last remaining sniper of the Thunder Team.
In just seventeen minutes, the Thunder were already defeated.
Fans who came all the way to Europe for this match filled the viewing areas reserved for both teams. Such a grand occasion is unique in the competition between two countries.
Thanks to the media's deliberate addition of fuel before the game, the match between the two sides has now become as tense as fire and water.
Liu Qi was blocked at this moment, which officially announced the end of the game.
Xue Lan fired the shot without hesitation, and Liu Qi's fall to the ground caused the entire stadium to fall into a nearly boiling carnival.
"lgw!!lgw!!!"
Someone in the audience held up a shining light sign and shouted loudly and passionately: "Lanlan, I love you! Let's bring the hosting rights to the museum!!"
The fat body seems to contain infinite power.
Su Yiyu was shocked and looked away from that person. As the fans of that person shouted in unison, he turned to look at the person beside him: "That person just now seemed to be..."
"Well, reset's friend."
"He doesn't know..." Su Yiyu seemed to have not recovered from the fat man's loud voice. He scratched his head and said, "But Lanlan and Zheng Ge have made great progress. In the previous match, they directly suppressed Lei Ting without any chance to fight back. They are completely on a different level than they were two months ago... I just don't know if we..."
"You've made great progress." Meng Weiran turned his attention away from the competition: "The important thing is not to surpass others, but to defeat yourself."
Su Yiyu nodded firmly upon hearing this. He was about to say something else when a sporadic but increasingly loud noise suddenly broke out from the originally exciting arena.
…
After securing a sure win, Xue Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although they had practiced and exchanged with other teams during this period, they had not had any practice matches with the Thunder Team, so he did not expect to win this game so easily.
Zhou Kanqing stretched his joints and stood up. He patted Duan Wenzheng on the shoulder and said, "It's time for a break. Go to the bathroom."
Duan Wenzheng took off his headset and leaned over to whisper in Xue Lan's ear, "Do you want to join us?"
"No, no thanks."
Xue Lan quickly put on the headset, pretending not to hear him, and occasionally clicked on the game interface options.
"You can't go anymore after the competition starts." Zhou Kanqing advised.
"Let's go." Duan Wenzheng pulled Xue Lan up without saying anything: "It's scary to go to the toilet alone."
Zhou Kanqing: “?”
Duan Wenzheng seemed to have just remembered that there was someone beside him, and said regretfully: "There are not many seats left, please wait for me, Brother Qing?"
Zhou Kanqing: “?”
After Duan Wenzheng finished speaking, he pushed Xue Lan out, leaving Zhou Kanqing standing there alone.
"You guys have such a good relationship!" the local volunteer referee in charge of their group said enviously.
"… "
Zhou Kanqing was choked for a moment, and for a moment he didn't know which eye this person had in mind to make him think that he and Duan Wenzheng had a good relationship. He was so angry that he simply collapsed on the chair.
Xue Lan, who was pulled out of the door by Duan Wenzheng, kept a distance from him out of guilt. However, after the two of them entered the special restroom prepared for their team, Duan Wenzheng left him aside... Was he really going to the toilet
Seeing that Xue Lan didn't move, Duan Wenzheng stopped and looked at him.
"What are you standing there for?" He pointed to the only two toilet cubicles in front of him and said, "The competition will start soon."
"..." Xue Lan then awkwardly went into another compartment.
It turns out that Duan Wenzheng really just asked him to go to the toilet together...
A moment later, the two came out of the cubicles and met again at the sink. Only then did Xue Lan calm down his embarrassment.
But he quietly lowered his head to wash his hands, and the person next to him leaned over slightly: "What were you thinking about just now? Did you think that I brought you here to..."
Duan Wenzheng's smiling voice blew past Xue Lan's ear, instantly turning the tip of his ear red.
Xue Lan quickly covered his ears with his hands and tried to hide his ears and steal the bell.
"Hey, don't be so angry." Duan Wenzheng hurriedly pulled the man over, and while helping him straighten his collar, he sighed in pain: "Although I have broken the contract, I also know that you still want to... But I can't do anything about it. After all, I promised our dad that I would win him a world championship."
Xue Lan's face instantly turned redder.
He no longer knew whether his hot cheeks were due to the ambiguous words "what do you want" or "our dad".
"The game is about to start, I'll go first."
Xue Lan didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he simply grabbed his collar and walked out the door pretending to be calm.
Duan Wenzheng also took advantage of the situation and quickly followed him with a smile on his face:
"We will have many more coming."
After he said that, he patted Xue Lan on the shoulder and quickly walked into the competition venue. Xue Lan's heart was burning, and he followed his footsteps and quickly entered the room.
As soon as the two entered their team's competition venue, they saw Zhou Kanqing standing at the door with a sullen face.
"Come back later."
Xue Lan stood outside the door in confusion, not knowing what was going on: "What happened?"
"It's okay." Zhou Kanqing's face looked very bad, but he didn't seem to want to talk about it any more: "The next game hasn't started yet, you guys come back later."
Zhou Kanqing's attitude was firm, so how could Xue Lan and Duan Wenzheng not see that something was wrong.
Duan Wenzheng glanced at the person beside him, patted Zhou Kanqing on the shoulder and told him to rest assured: "Let me in."
Zhou Kanqing hesitated for a moment, and just when he was about to make room for Duan Wenzhen to enter, Xue Lan beside him suddenly leaned over and went in!
"Lanlan!"
Amid Zhou Kanqing's exclamation, Xue Lan stood in the room that was originally surrounded by soundproof glass. Now the room was covered with black cloth. Since the black cloth had not been hung yet, Wen Yan and Lu You were still standing on chairs and carefully hanging the black cloth on the wall in front of them.
Seeing Xue Lan rush into the room, both of them froze.
Xue Lan's sight was focused on the place that the black cloth had not yet completely covered. There, he saw a desolate corner of the audience seats.
Xue Lan walked to the black cloth with a moment's hesitation.
"Lanlan..." Zhou Kanqing's voice was low and hoarse.
Xue Lan still stretched out his hand and slowly pulled open a corner of the black cloth in front of him.
Behind this newly opened world, he saw people in the audience throwing away their light boards in anger, shouting with anger on their faces, and standing up and leaving the seats...
Through the thick glass wall, he couldn't hear what they were shouting. He only saw that the viewing area that was once packed with people was now desolate and dilapidated. Only the fat man was still anxiously trying to stop those who wanted to leave.
The signboard they discarded had his name on it, and all the eyes were fixed on him behind the black cloth amid their angry shouts. Such hatred seemed to want to torture him to death a thousand times through thick glass.
At this moment, even if Xue Lan didn't know what happened, he could probably guess a thing or two.
"Don't look at it."
Duan Wenzheng somehow came behind him and closed the curtain that he had opened.
“Brother Nian will find a way to deal with it soon. Don’t think about anything now…” Zhou Kanqing’s voice became hoarse when he said this. After seeing such a scene, how could he just let it go with just a simple “don’t think about it”
When he saw the discarded light boards and silent curses, and the empty viewing area after the angry departure, he felt as if a huge stone was pressing down on his heart, making it hard for him to breathe... What about Xue Lan? After seeing all this, how could he just say "don't think about it" and not think about anything
Any comfort may seem pale and powerless at this moment.
"kindness."
Xue Lan turned his head and nodded seriously.
He was incredibly well-behaved, as if he would believe everything he said unconditionally.
Zhou Kanqing cursed under his breath and suddenly felt his eyes become sore.
He walked quickly to Xue Lan and hung up the black cloth with Wen Yanlu.
When he turned around, he saw Duan Wen Zheng had already pulled Xue Lan to his seat. Xue Lan sat there quietly, his long drooping eyelashes casting a shadow on his cheek.
Zhou Kanqing originally thought that Xue Lan would burst into tears when encountering such a thing, but he did not expect that he would be the first one to have red eyes.
There are still three minutes left before the game starts.
Wen Yan placed the water on his desk.
Zhou Kanqing walked quickly into the room.
When Zhou Kanqing came out of the bathroom and washed his face, he saw that everyone had returned to their seats.
Wen Yan adjusted the microphone: "I will direct this scene..."
"Let me do it." Xue Lan said with a smile.
For a long time in the past, Xue Lan always wanted to return the captain's position and command to Wen Yan.
This time, he did not accept Wen Yan’s proposal.
"I remember you said that this road will always encounter a lot of doubts, slander and even abuse. This is actually not bad. If they are just angry because I don't reveal my gender, then I should bear these."
"I said I would win the championship. This is my promise, and I must work hard to do it."
Xue Lan said as he quietly opened the game interface, only to find a candy lying quietly on the corner of his desk.
He thought his mood had calmed down, but a ripple appeared again.
"I play professionally to break through myself and to realize my dream of becoming a world champion. Of course... I also hope to live up to the expectations of those who trust me."
"Yes..."
"It is because some people leave that we should cherish those who stay with us."
Xue Lan looked towards the corner of the game interface, where a line of clear small words appeared:
I take root in the darkness before dawn and guard the light of dawn, only because behind me is the most loyal faith.
And for him...
Xue Lan took a deep breath and clicked to enter the game.
The most important thing about “the end” is to look up to the dawn and to have someone who will not leave you even if the world ends.
For the sake of the people on his shoulders and the faith he wants to protect, he is willing to take root in the darkness and guard the arrival of dawn.
"The basic quality of an e-sports player is to adjust his mentality. No matter what happens, as long as he enters the arena and holds the mouse and keyboard..."
Xue Lan suddenly remembered Wen Yan's words at that moment, which matched his mood perfectly at that moment. He tried hard to think about what Wen Yan said at that time, and his eyes became clear.
"It's about getting into the best shape of the game."