Disastrously defeated in the top 16, TES begged me to return to the team overnight

Chapter 9 wdnmd, I will take you to fight
No matter when, e-sports is always controlled by a large group of rich and old Z.

At this moment, the boss said that he was optimistic about Cang Chen, and there was nothing to say about the white crescent moon.

369 has the strength, and he did make some mistakes in his last fight.

It is indeed a bit decisive not to give a chance like this, but...

The boss has spoken.

What can be done then?
"Come on, Cangchen, fight hard."

When the boss hung up the phone, White Crescent whispered beside Cang Chen.

There is no encouragement and no encouragement. White Crescent's job as a coach is just doing things with money, and the boss does what he says.

"it is good."

Cang Chen nodded.

Let's just be lucky?
He played well in his debut match, and the boss of Taobo, oh no, the boss's wife fell in love with him?
That's not bad.

Cang Chen didn't think too much about it.

Anyway, it's easy to talk about having a chance to play.

Play a few good games to raise your own social status, so that your words will have weight and confidence in the future.

At this moment, the atmosphere of watching the game on the field was heated up to the hottest by the commentators and hosts.

The official LPL broadcaster has bad intentions and obvious ingredients. Before the start of the game, he gave enough shots of RNG fans.

"Isn't this official too slick? Isn't this commentary an RNG fan?"

Many bullet screens expressed dissatisfaction.

But indeed, in the last game, RNG played well.

It turned out that RNG's old top laner stance was blowing RNG wildly during the live broadcast.

"Taobo's hearts are not in harmony. To be honest, 5 has supported a lot in this BO369. But we still have to lose."

Gesture said so, looking at the bullet screen full of content scolding Prince Taobo.

"To be honest, I don't think RNG will lose. Instead, I think it would be strange and lucky for Taobo to win."

Letme, another old top laner of RNG, expressed his thoughts in this way, and at the same time dragged the computer mouse to replay the clip of the game just now.

"Look, in this wave of team battles, RNG is going to go up and go all the way up. What is Taobo doing? I have an idea for supporting the bottom lane, an idea for the top laner, and an idea for the jungler. I don't know where to go in the mid lane. Can you Say it’s okay? A team with three or five voices doesn’t know how to play at all.”

As expected of a professional player, the analysis is quite reasonable.

Tao Bo's decision is a point of criticism, not just a certain player.

At this moment, not only the various anchors are not optimistic, but even the official commentary is not very approved.

Although it is as fair as possible, anyone can hear the bias.

The long hair is also mixed with the old emperor, and there are a lot of chattering in favor of RNG.

In this critical eye, only those peach fans are willing to make money.

But then again.

There are two kinds of peach powder, one kind of powder A water, one kind of powder left hand.

Others, Casazhuo 369, how can there be any fans.

Rest time is coming soon.

In the last game, the deciding game, no one knows what will happen and what will happen.

Everyone was looking forward to it, and the heat in the live broadcast room rushed to a climax in one fell swoop.

At this time, in order to build momentum, the official launched a vote for the team to win.

72% of people voted for RNG to win, and the remaining 28% voted for Taobo to win.

"Taobo can't win the disadvantaged game, just watch the last one and have fun. If you don't lead in 10 minutes, send it to Taobo!"

"If you don't replace 369, you will lose sooner or later."

"Team fights are like shit."

"Let's try another round with a new player."

"I've already lost, don't look at it."

"Isn't there a newcomer? Gnar, who is so hung up, can't go up yet?"

"Is Taobo's coaching staff eating x? Can't tell who is the father?"

The barrage became noisy, and the music in the venue rang.

Everyone looked at the scene of the competition ring at this time.

At this moment, the commentator Rory's long-winded words suddenly stopped.

"Okay, now there is another news of personnel replacement."

Changmao looked at the small note handed up from the backstage.

"The cang player returned to the top laner position and took over the last mile that 369 failed to run."

"It seems that Taobo wants to try the hero Gnar for Cang again, and he still wants to improve the configuration of team battles."

Yu Tong said, while looking at Chang Mao beside him.

Longhair nodded.

"During the break in the audience just now, I also went to ask the people I knew about some career information about cang players. Guess what they said?" Changmao looked at Yutong with a smile.

"Very strong?" Yu Tong raised his eyebrows.

"No news, really pure rookie, really only youth training, no game record in the secondary league at all."

"So that game just now was his first game?"

"Yes, it was the first game, and won the MVP."

"So no matter how this game is played, I think I can be optimistic about this player."

"I think so too."

The two talked for a long time to express their appreciation for Cang Chen.

The barrage is not blown, and as far as Gnar is concerned, Cang Chen can really play well.

But others think otherwise.

"Praise it so high before you even hit it? Why pretend?"

"No ability, tool man."

"It's amazing to take two heads at once?"

"No, I think he's pretty good. It's not too difficult for Gnar to push three."

"Generally, the newcomers trained by Taobo are like that, nothing outstanding."

"This guy can't do it. If he doesn't have that life, Ah Shui will do it."

The conclusion has been issued, and everyone is not optimistic about Taobo.

The "beautiful vision" expressed by the commentators for Cangchen is covered as "hard washing".

Taobo was dead and cold, and no one could save him.

There was a long list of long-winded words, and finally the game finally started.

Life and death.

Knockout.

The last one.

369 sat in front of the TV in frustration, watching his teammates apply solemnity in the ring.

White Crescent also fell silent, sitting on the sofa without saying a word.

Warhorse went to bp for him, and discussed hero selection with his teammates.

The lights gradually dimmed, and everyone became a little quieter.

In the silent game scene, only the sound of Cang Chen drinking water.

"What to choose, brothers."

As soon as Zhan Ma opened his mouth, he became an old takeaway coach.

BP discusses it, and it is easy to divide the pot later.

"I don't know, I want to choose the Tsar."

The left hand yawned.

"I'll choose Delevingne, try it out, and fight it out."

JK's tone was a bit disappointed.

"Get an anti-pressure on the road, and Gnar is fine too. Ah, the opposite czar chooses, then I will wind up..." His left hand scratched his eyebrows, "Choose someone who can drive and charge, or you can choose a stone man Come on Cang Chen, Gnar seems to be not well."

"Is it a stone?"

The war horse agreed in due course.

Zhuo brightened the stone man, and was going to be transferred back to the top order.

Casa coughed, feeling that Cangchen was a little pitiful, but he couldn't help.

"Get me a Jace, Drogo."

Cang Chen said it straight, with a direct and crisp tone.

"what?"

Tao Bo and the others were all stunned.

What is this newcomer doing?
rebel?

"You said... Jess? Do you want c? Cangchen."

Zhuo tentatively asked.

"Yes, I will take you to win."

Cang Chen's tone was decisive, no room for debate.

"No, I think...you still have to resist the pressure."

The war horse adjusted his glasses.

"Don't make it difficult for me, so that I will be told by Luo Ge later."

"If you can win, choose Wang Xuzhuo."

Cang Chen rubbed her forehead with her fingers, thought for a while, and decided to say so.

(End of this chapter)