Why is Chapter 152 written entirely in DMO?
Who to choose?
The IG coach was deep in thought and could not write anything for a long time.
If it were purely a matter of consideration, he would definitely write DMO without hesitation.
But sometimes people are complicated.
No one knows whether his brother, who is very close to him on the surface, has scolded him behind his back to his girlfriend, right?
For the IG coach, what he struggles with is that IG is not weak either.
Although IG is currently stumbling a bit in the summer split, its competitiveness is still there. In the first round, apart from DMO, IG performed the best, and they almost won.
Moreover, they are still the champion team of S8. Even if IG is sent to the fifth team and encounters the strongest team on the opposite side, he does not feel that there is no chance.
In this case, people will instinctively lean towards themselves.
After all, IG is not particularly popular. If you win the fifth decisive game, how much traffic will it be?
Brother Luo will be very happy then?
It didn't take long for him to make a decision and put pen to paper with no regrets.
War Horse was only slightly slower than Bai Jiao, and he started writing immediately after Bai Jiao finished writing.
Coach Hongmi didn’t think about it for long, so he also finished writing and handed it over to Coach Zhanma.
War Horse held four pieces of paper in his hand and stood up with a smile.
"Now, let me announce the team nominations for the fifth round."
The other three coaches looked at him quietly, equally curious.
War Horse opened the first note. I just looked at it and smiled, turning it over to show it to all the coaches.
"DMO, one vote."
Who voted for DMO?
This idea passed through the minds of the four coaches, and then they quietly observed the expressions of the other coaches.
The War Horse coach quickly opened the second piece of paper without delay.
He was stunned for a moment when he saw the writing on this piece of paper, feeling ridiculous.
The first one was not written by myself.
I didn’t write this second one either!
The war horse coach showed it off again and said with a smile,
"DMO, two votes!"
The coach's expression off the court was even weirder.
Who else but me would vote for DMO?
Could it be that Bai taught himself to vote?
Bai Jiao was also stunned. If the first one was cast by himself, then who cast the second one for DMO?
Some people actually don’t write DMO about their own team?
Which good brother is this?
War Horse took out the third one.
The other coaches watched with bated breath.
Who knows if anyone voted for another team? Now the DMO only has two votes, so it’s not impossible.
But the war horse already knew that the suspense was lost.
Because this is his ticket.
His order was disrupted, after all, it was a secret ballot.
"The third ticket... is still DMO!"
He smiled and said,
"DMO, three votes!"
Bai Jiao is so confused, why did they all vote for us?
The other coaches looked at each other with surprise and admiration, as if they were having a conversation.
"You have a discerning eye!"
"That's right!"
"Okay, okay, I'm also optimistic about DMO."
"What a coincidence!"
War Horse cleared his throat and was about to announce that the fifth round would be played by DMO, but Bai Jiao was a little curious about the last ticket.
"One last look at the ticket?"
The war horse was stunned for a moment, then opened it as instructed.
On the clean white paper were three familiar letters.
DMO.
The war horse was really a little stunned now.
It seems like a very simple answer, but how many possible benefits are being discarded?
There was a warm feeling in his heart.
Is this unity?
He sighed inwardly.
"The fourth ticket-——DMO!"
He showed up.
The other coaches were stunned for a moment almost simultaneously, and then they all laughed.
No one chooses to gamble on the future benefits of winning.
They just want to win now.
Therefore, they choose the one with the best chance of winning, DMO.
Benefit? Bullshit profit.
I just want to see LPL win now!
Time goes back to two minutes ago.
The IG coach solemnly handed the ticket with DMO written on it to the War Horse coach.
He exhaled softly and thought endlessly.
Brother Luo can scold him if he wants. He wants to see LPL win more than being scolded.
If you want LPL to win, DMO must be trustworthy.
Their current results in foreign wars are complete victories.
"Okay, now that the order has been determined, let's start discussing the corresponding tactics."
Hongmi said with a smile.
"Okay!"
"No problem, we must avenge KZ."
"Yeah."
That night, the four coaching staffs of the LPL stayed up all night.
July 7th is the Chinese Valentine's Day in the solar calendar.
And today, it is also time to decide the final champion.
It's a mule or a horse, and it's time to pull it out for a ride.
After a hard night's work, Bai Jiao came to the lounge with two dark circles under his eyes. Dahuang, who knew the situation, did not laugh at his dark circles, but instead took it seriously.
Bai Jiao held the information he had studied all night in his hand, and he didn't let go at this time.
"Okay, boys."
He clapped his hands with hope in his eyes.
"There are so many words. I'm tired of saying them, and you're tired of hearing them."
"It's all done now, let's work hard together."
He turned to look at Shen Yin,
"What should we say now?"
"That's for sure, DMO will win!"
Shen Yin shook his fist.
Bai Jiao smiled,
"Yes."
"DMO!"
"Must win!"
"DMO?"
"Must win!"
"DMO!!"
"Must win!"
Bai Jiao smiled and clapped,
"Okay, very energetic!"
"Then, let's go!"
Zhuang Nan put on his DMO team uniform and smoothed the corners of his clothes.
Hold the peripheral bag in front of you, and the DMO.Dying behind it shines as bright as ever.
It's time for a decisive battle.
At the same time, the LCK teams also gathered and rushed towards the final competition venue.
Countless LPL viewers are either sitting in front of computers or holding mobile phones, eagerly waiting for the game to start.
"Go hard."
In a student dormitory of a certain university, a student whispered.
Then came the response from my roommate,
"Definitely win! LPL is invincible!"
In the e-sports area of a certain Internet cafe, many people had clearly turned on their computers, but at the moment they were staring intently at the large screen hanging in front of them.
That was the live broadcast room of the Intercontinental Finals.
"This is the last intercontinental competition, we have to win!"
They clenched their fists with infinite love in their eyes.
In a certain school cafeteria, many students are no longer eating, but they are still gathered here, watching the live broadcast in front of the cafeteria.
"LPL, win for me!"
Everyone thinks the same thing.
LPL, to win.
Players from major teams who are already prepared think so too.
At this moment, they are waiting for the game to start.
And the final battle order is determined.
The LPL coaches were extremely nervous and watched the answer unfolding intently.
The first one, IG, against SKT!
"IG?"
kkoma frowned.
This was completely different from what he had guessed.
LPL is so bold! ?
He had a bad feeling.
"The bet was right!"
The coaches couldn't help but pump their fists.
The order of LCK was really guessed by them!
Even if it's just the first one, no matter how small the lead is, it's still a lead!
Seeing the IG team members on stage debugging the equipment, Zhuang Nan cheered them on in his heart. Want to win!
(End of chapter)