Shen Qiao raised his hand and touched his neck, looked at Lu Zhe next to him, his voice was a little lower than usual, and seemed not so confident, took off his headset and said:
"Isn't this a win?"
In the canyon, as long as there are many people on your side, the output flash on the opposite side is on cooldown. Unless it is a hero with a lot of displacement skills, such as Ezreal, as long as the big move on the opposite side is not the kind of large-area AOE damage, let me ask Who can resist this kind of temptation
What's more, it has already been pushed to the high ground.
Lu Zhe looked at him with a smile, got up from his chair, raised his hand to pick up the jacket he took off before the game, put it on his body, and walked towards the lounge with Lao Wo and the others, and responded in a melodious tone: "Yes. , won, thanks to our Jojo timing."
Shen Qiao licked her lower lip, knowing that Lu Zhe's words were meant to be ridiculed, but still insisted on her opinion: "The wave just now can really be fought."
Lu Zhe teased him enough, nodded, and replied: "You can fight, I was looking at the resurrection time on their side, and the big dragon has been brushed out, I just want to be stable, just push it directly, just Teamfights are less error-tolerant.”
"Fortunately, we don't have any hips in the top, middle, and bottom lanes on our side. The players have strong personal abilities, and the winning rate of the frontal team is not low."
Shen Qiao raised his brows, and when he walked into the lounge with him, he heard him compliment all the staff, and only missed himself.
Lu Zhe: "Huh?"
Shen Qiao looked at him with half arms folded: "I deliberately humbled and waited for me to praise you, too, right?"
Lu Zhe's eyes curled up and he asked him, "Then do you want to brag?"
Shen Qiao didn't answer him, and wanted to go to the sofa to avoid him. Lu Zhe wanted to block his way. If he turned left, he would block the left, if he turned right, he would block the right. Manager Zhou was still there. Looking aside, he shook his head and sighed, "Are you two naive?"
Shen Qiao raised her chin and said this to Lu Zhe: "Did you hear it? Are you naive?"
Lu Zhe laughed so much that his shoulders were shaking slightly. When he was playing games, he took it off and put it on the chair, but now the team jacket is only lightly draped over his shoulders. Because the fabric is too thin, the sleeves and hem of the shirt were slightly brushed in the air. verb: move.
His eyes were like crescent moons, and the corners of his lips were raised even higher, and while letting go, he complained, "Why is it so difficult for you to praise me?"
After speaking, Lu Zhe remembered something, and he didn't continue this quarrel with Shen Qiao. He looked at Zheng Zhizhuo, who was sitting next to him watching their interaction, and he walked over and said:
"Today's arrangement is for us to play one game each, I will play in the second game, and you will go to the third game."
Zheng Zhizhuo was stunned for a moment. Because he was sitting on a chair, his field of vision was much shorter than that of Lu Zhe. He raised his head and smiled at Lu Zhe.
He said: "This is the captain's first appearance since he was injured. If he wins three games in a row, it should be a great boost to morale."
After speaking, Zheng Zhizhuo said shyly: "But if I have the chance, I want to go to the World Championships to play two games."
Lu Zhe knew what he meant, and his eyes softened a lot. Zheng Zhizhuo has a very good personality. He knows how to take care of his teammates off the court.
Now Zheng Zhizhuo and Zhao Yue are still very young, and there are still many seasons to play, and he is very happy to see such a newcomer in DG. Even if Zheng Zhizhuo goes to other teams in the LPL in the future, he believes that this person can be in this world. , get your own glory.
"If you enter the World Championship—" Lu Zhe promised him with a smile: "The coaching staff will definitely give you a chance to play."
Zheng Zhizhuo's smile became brighter.
…
"Welcome back to the LPL Summer 3rd Tournament, now it's the third round of our BO5! At present, DG has won two games in a row, and it has reached the match point. No surprise, COCO should be very nervous now, and their coaching staff will meet this one. What kind of lineup do you come up with, let's wait and see-"
As the commentary sounded again at the scene, the players of COCO and DG entered in turn. Lu Zhe and Shen Qiao returned to their seats. After picking up the headphones, he suddenly asked:
"I've seen you play all kinds of heroes recently. Today's tiebreaker, do you have any heroes you particularly want to win?"
When Qian Bao and the others heard this question, they also turned their heads curiously, looking in the direction of Shen Qiao.
After all, for so long, the BPs in the game have mostly been arranged by Coach Fang. At most, Shen Qiao can choose one of the lineup types required by the coach. They have basically never seen any hero he prefers.
On weekdays, he was fighting frantically again, and the single and double rows were also practicing according to the training lineup. Thinking about it, they didn't know what heroes their top laners liked.
Shen Qiao glanced at Lu Zhe with a smile in his eyes. He asked, "Do you really want to know?"
Lu Zhe: "...?"
Shen Qiao listened to Coach Fang's words and routinely bans a Pan Sen, and then reported his preferences unhurriedly:
"I want to play the top order with my nanny."
Lu Zhe thought of Soraka's fragile body, no movement skills at all, and high mana cost. He was silent for two seconds, and then asked, "What else?"
Shen Qiao said casually: "EZ? Lucian? Skateboard shoes also?"
This time, without waiting for Lu Zhe to pick up, Coach Fang has already spoken in the earphone: "As long as I'm here for a day, don't even think about pulling out this outrageous lineup."
The old snail smiled and said the famous sentence: "AD is on the road, and my parents are watching from the sky."
Lu Zhe smiled lowly in his earphones, and then said, "Okay, after today's game is over, I'll line up with you when you go back tonight, and you can use your nurse to place the order."
The top lane is a side lane in the canyon. If you play with a very crispy hero, although you have an advantage in fighting against the opponent with long hands, you can also lead the opponent in eating pawns, but once the jungler on the opposite side is caught, it is basically a death. Character.
And the version selection of the top lane hero should be half meat and half output. After all, the middle lane is AP mage, and the bottom lane is AD crispy. If the top lane also has a crispy skin, it is very likely that in the team battle, because there is not enough meat, it will not be able to hold the opponent. s damage.
Of course, the balance of heroes in this game of LOL is very well done. All heroes also have their own characteristics and version strength. It is not impossible for Shen Qiao to use Crispy to play on the top road, provided that—
He has to have a jungler who lives in the top lane.
As soon as Lu Zhe said this, the team members were caught off guard and ate a mouthful of dog food.
I don't know if the anger value of being stuffed with rations has reached the peak. In this game, as long as the DG players find an opportunity, they will force the opponent to team up with them. Eight minutes into the start, a wave of groups suddenly appeared in the bottom lane. COCO engaged in a two-for-two.
After finishing the small dragon group in the bottom road, the small dragon group formed the vanguard group, and the pioneer group finished the big dragon group.
COCO had no chance to develop a snowball at all. He was completely brought into the rhythm of DG, and DG played a big advantage. In twenty-nine minutes, the crystal exploded.
The cheers at the scene almost rushed out of the venue!
"Ahhhh!"
"DG! DG! DG! DG!"
"Woo woo woo win, win!"
Obviously it's only a third place match, but DG's sweeping stance and Lu Zhe's state are proclaiming to everyone that they can still trust this team.
Even the commentator shouted with a blushing face and a thick neck: "Twenty-nine minutes! Twenty-nine minutes! COCO has no power to fight back! This is the DG in our minds!"
"Congratulations to DG for winning the third place trophy!"
"Although they missed the finals, according to the current point statistics, DG's points are definitely shortlisted for the bubbling competition, it's just to see who their opponents are—"
"So, can we expect to see them return to last year's style at Worlds this year?"
…
in front of the stage.
Shen Qiao took off his earphones and looked at Lu Zhe next to him in the sparkling fireworks sprayed by the staff on both sides.
Lu Zhe had already stood up and was waiting for him. Seeing his calm appearance, he suddenly remembered the way he gave Zheng Zhizhuo and Zhao Yue a high five when they just won the game.
So he also raised his palm.
Shen Qiao was originally calm, but when he saw Lu Zhe's action, he couldn't help laughing. He got up from his seat. His palm, pulling him in his direction—
Shen Qiao involuntarily followed his strength and took two steps towards him.
The smell of cedar wraps up.
The next moment, Shen Qiao's shoulder touched Lu Zhe's chest, and he heard this man whispering in his ear:
"I'll send you a third runner-up trophy first."
"We'll take it step by step, and we'll get a better one next time."
Lu Zhe only gently hugged him and let go. However, this scene has been recorded by all the cameras, and the screams of the fans at the scene are even more continuous.
The ring is gold and silver, and the fireworks all over the ground are also gold and silver. The lights of the venue fall, and all around them are shining, as if all the colors in the world are setting them off.
However, the protagonists don't know it, they only have each other in their eyes.
Hearing this, Shen Qiao laughed even more, and he asked, "Are you so confident?"
Before Lu Zhe could answer, Shen Qiao said again, "As expected of our FMVP of last year's World Championship, it's just different."
Lu Zhe heard something and suddenly said, "Are you complimenting me?"
Shen Qiao simply shook her head: "No, this sentence is the truth."
Lu Zhe was about to record in his heart that he did not praise him twice in a row today, and then listened to Shen Qiao slowly continue:
"Whether there is better or not, you are the best player in my heart, with me, you are the eternal FMVP-"
His eyes were bright, his smile was bright, and his pupils reflected Lu Zhe's figure, and he said slowly:
"This sentence is to praise you."
The author has something to say:
FMVP: The most valuable player is the highest personal glory of LPL.