Chapter 117Chapter117
"How many points are the top ten in Korean server now?" Yi Yi asked.
"About 1,200." Park Woo-hyun answered him, "Isn't Poseidon now over 1,100, ranking 12th?"
"Then I suggest you double queue to improve your score." Yi Yi said, "It's difficult to make the top ten by supporting one person."
Hearing this, Yu Haiyan, who was creating a training room, paused for a moment, then started typing on the keyboard as if nothing had happened.
Lu Xing saw his reaction and said with a smile, "It's harder for Yuebai to take the initiative to ask for a double queue than to reach the sky~"
"You laugh at me every day now, and you have nothing to do?" Zhong Yuebai couldn't help but sneered at him.
However, her voice was clear, soft and full of anger, which made several boys chuckle. It was Yu Haiyan who interrupted them, "I've invited you, come in and get ready."
After a while, the coaching staff came in. Feng Sheng held a tablet in his hand and said to the team members who were chatting and laughing, "Okay, stop making trouble. Today we will continue to practice scoring and leading the lineup."
Then the atmosphere in the training room became serious.
Three hours later.
At the end of the training match, the coach called Shuang C out of the training room with a cold face.
This situation seems slightly familiar, but this time the roles are reversed, the person sitting in the seat rejoicing becomes the top assistant - the jungler with the law of conservation.
Yi Yi and Zhong Yuebai exchanged a wry smile. Lu Xing happened to stretch and caught a glimpse of the helplessness in Yi Yi's eyes. He couldn't help but smile and said, "What's the matter, are you worried about your good friend?"
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"...Who?" Yi Yi averted his gaze and didn't react for a moment.
"Your good brother in the mid lane~"
Yi Yi gave him a strange look and said, "I find you have a big problem."
"Isn't the mid laner your good brother? Huh?"
"He's my good brother. Duo? But your tone is weird."
"It's not that my tone is weird. Okay, you invite me. It's because you have something wrong in your mind~"
"..."
In the training room, the top laner and jungler were bickering while platooning together.
Unable to understand this strange and enjoyable fight between boys, Zhong Yuebai decided to ignore them.
She clicked on the message box and glanced at it. In the past few days, the last message Riddle sent her was "goodnight", but it was not online yet today, and he was probably still playing training matches.
She picked up her phone again, downloaded "What the Players Say" by Civet Esports to her local computer, and then reviewed it again.
Quite strange. She could understand Cry saying he wanted to see her, but the other members of Wave were not familiar with her, so why was she the one he wanted to see?
The one who looks a little familiar... is the Time player I added as a friend a few days ago.
This curiosity should not be answered in a short time. She couldn't take the liberty to send a message and ask - "Hello, may I ask why you want to see me?"
This is too stupid.
It rained for several days.
On the day of the match against the NG team, God finally did something beautiful and the gray sky cleared up.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the club's special car set off on time and headed to the competition venue.
Before Zhong Yuebai got into the car, he saw a rainbow smearing on the spire of the base. She raised her head and paused in front of the car door for a few seconds, thinking: I hope I have good luck.
Since it was a derby match between two giants, just after two o'clock, the crowd in front of the stadium started to gather.
Countless fans wearing black and white support team uniforms were like waves rushing in the sea. They were overwhelmed with various banners and crowded around each other, almost to the point of being crowded.
When TheSky's black extended-distance car arrived at the venue, fans were already swarming outside the isolation zone. The door opened, and deafening cheers and cheers filled the eardrums. Fans' enthusiastic shouts came from all directions. (End of chapter)