-
Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading
Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Romance -> Widowed bottom lane [esports] 001
Previous page Return to Catalog Next page
- You can search for "Widowed bottom lane [esports]" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!
Mag E-Sports Club.
Today is the finals of the LoL Mid-Season Invitational. As the champion team of the Spring Professional League of the Chinese LPL Division, the Mag team defeated six players in the World Invitational and reached the finals. Finally, they won the Zenith Athletics in Paris, France. The only qualification to start the final championship battle with the SFM team in South Korea's LCK division.
According to official statistics, this is the fifth time that the mag team has participated in the mid-season invitational tournament since its establishment. Among the previous four times, it has won two championships, one runner-up, and only stopped in the semi-finals once.
And the two losses were without exception, all at the hands of the sfm team.
So this match against sfm naturally attracted the eager attention of countless e-sports media and e-sports fans, and the event was unprecedented.
However, while the official members of Mag were busy playing in the dark and bustling on the front line, there were only a few substitute players and youth trainees stationed in the club.
It seems a lot more deserted.
****
"Xiao Zeyang, get up, I'm sleeping like a dead donkey, and the ceiling has to be lifted by your snoring!"
Xiao Zeyang, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, was so frightened by the sudden earth-shattering roar that he rolled from the bed to the ground. He stared with a pair of big confused eyes at Shen Zheng, who had stood in front of him without knowing when, with a fierce look on his face.
Shen Zheng is the deputy manager of the "League of Legends" department of the Mag Club. He is actually a good person, but his temper is a bit grumpy. This time in the mid-season invitational tournament, all managers and coaches were sent away. It is said that there is no tiger in the mountain and no monkey can be king. In the past two days, Shen Zheng was like a mad dog.
"What time did the live broadcast last yesterday?" Shen Zheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the frightened Xiao Zeyang, and asked him in a very strange tone.
As a kid who can¡¯t even join the ranks of a regular player and can only work hard in the youth training class, when faced with Shen Zheng¡¯s cruel and tyrannical regime, Xiao Zeyang has no other option except patience.
"This morningit's about ten o'clock," Xiao Zeyang stared directly at Shen Zheng with his big watery eyes. While answering his question, he stretched a hand to the bedside behind him in a panic. I went to touch my glasses on the table, but I couldn't touch them for a long time and almost dropped the ashtray on the floor.
"You have to tear down even the glasses room." Shen Zheng walked over impatiently, picked up the glasses from the bedside table and handed them to Xiao Zeyang, then stared at him again: "You Did you take a shower yesterday and didn¡¯t dry your hair?¡±
"ah¡¡"
"Like a broody chicken."
After hearing this, Xiao Zeyang said nothing. He just lowered his head and silently rubbed his hair twice with his hands, trying to straighten it out a little, but it was of no use.
Xiao Zeyang's hair is naturally yellow, and the most terrible thing is that it still has some curls, but it is not the kind of small curls like a teddy dog, but larger curls. As long as the hair is a little longer, it will be fine. It's obvious that the hair doesn't grow straight.
So every time Xiao Zeyang washes his hair and doesn¡¯t blow dry it, he¡¯s bound to have bunches of hair flying here and there when he wakes up, making his hair look more exaggerated than normal
"Let's go watch the game!" Shen Zheng reached out and patted Xiao Zeyang on the back, "Hurry up, I won't be able to see BP suffer for a year!"
"It's coming, it's coming" Xiao Zeyang responded to Shen Zheng, quickly changed out of his pajamas, picked up his phone and checked the time.
Ten fifty, the game starts in ten minutes.
It¡¯s okay, enough to wash your face and brush your teeth.
"How many hours will it take for this month's live broadcast to be finished?" Shen Zheng crossed his hands on his chest and looked at Xiao Zeyang who was in a hurry, and asked.
"Twenty-seven." After Xiao Zeyang finished speaking, he bent down to pick up the bear that he accidentally dropped last night and threw it on the bed. Then he opened the bathroom door and ran in, even the lights were on. Not open.
To be honest, Xiao Zeyang is still very nervous at this moment. After all, today's battle not only represents the battle of honor in the LPL division, but it is also the retirement battle of the MG team's ace assistant Jin Qianchi.
Looking at the entire professional leagues at home and abroad, Jin Qianchi should be regarded as Xiao Zeyang's only idol in this circle.
When Jin Daxian first participated in the LPL event from S3, his performance was extremely impressive. He went directly from the summer split to the S split and won the runner-up. Later, he transferred to mag and adc. Jing Fan combined his swords and almost contracted mag. Half the sky, it is precisely because of this that Xiao Zeyang made up his mind to join mag's youth training.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?TV couldn't help but sigh, "This is the last game of Jin Daxian's career. This scene is worth it!"
"My boss told me before I went that I would invite a thousand troupes of performers to come to the scene to support Jin Daxian. It's quite a good deal." Xiao Zeyang smiled, but after saying this, he felt quite uncomfortable in his heart.
After all, this is my idol¡¯s retirement battle.
"You should be careful," Shen Zheng turned around and looked at Xiao Zeyang coldly, "Jin Qianchi has retired, and the boss has not said anything about buying a new one. You are a bit crazy!"
Xiao Zeyang was stunned for a moment. After he figured out what Shen Zheng meant, he quickly smiled and waved his hand: "Brother Zheng, please don't make fun of me"
Shen Zheng said nothing.
Xiao Zeyang simply shut up.
To be honest, Xiao Zeyang had never thought of those very bold ideas, such as taking over Jin Qianchi's position after retiring, or playing as a substitute for Jing Fan But because of the mag team, in Xiao Zeyang's eyes It's really a bit too high and out of reach, so these things just stay at the stage of casual thoughts.
I don¡¯t even dare to say it outside.
After listening to the commentary for a while, Guan Peng and Mao Weikun also came back from shopping. A few people sat together and began to watch the game quietly.
After a burst of warm cheers, the five members of mag, plus coach He Weiming and a substitute player finally took the lead to walk over from the right side of the field.
The uniforms of the mag team for the S8 season are red and black, and the red is a very authentic Chinese red, which is quite eye-catching.
The first person to come out of the playing field was mag¡¯s top laner Lu Cong, followed closely by jungler Yan Fu Sen and mid laner Gao Yuqi, and finally AD Jing Fan and auxiliary Jin Qianchi.
When the camera showed a close-up of the duo in the bottom lane, the audience, which had not been very calm, suddenly became more agitated. Countless cheering cards were raised above their heads in an instant, and they started to fight with the king and queen in a lively manner. Like a concert.
Xiao Zeyang sat on the sofa and looked at the screen quietly, but his eyes did not fall on his only male god Jin Qianchi. Instead, he kept staring at Jing Fan who was currently next to Jin Qianchi.
To be honest, Xiao Zeyang suddenly felt a little jealous of this person named Jing. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
- Previous pageCatalogNext page