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The game is still going on. After eight games, xiaotuanzi successfully entered the top eight.

Jiang Juner, who had no hope for the game, became more nervous after seeing xiaotuanzi's excellent performance.

"Li Junting, I don't know much about games... What do you think the little regiment can get?" Jiang Juner asked with some uneasiness.

Naturally, she most hopes that xiaotuanzi can get the first place, but xiaotuanzi is still young after all, and she doesn't dare to have too much expectation. In addition, she doesn't understand the game, so she can only rely on the explanation in the whole process, and she doesn't know where xiaotuanzi is powerful.

"First," said Li Junting without hesitation, as if he had more confidence than xiaotuanzi himself.

Although Li Junting said that at the beginning, Jiang Juner only felt that he was encouraging xiaotuanzi. Unexpectedly, Li Junting gave the same answer to himself.

"Really?" Jiang yun'er raised his eyebrows suspiciously, but still couldn't believe it.

So... Is Xiaotuan really that powerful?

Li Junting took a look at her and frowned gently: "xiaotuanzi has that strength. Even if it is placed in the youth group, it is estimated that it can shine."

Jiang Juner knew that according to Li Junting's temperament, he would not deceive himself in such a thing, so he nodded in a daze and muttered to himself: "originally, the little Tuanzi is so powerful..."

After a while, it was time for halftime. Xiaotuanzi must know that he played well, so his face was filled with a bright smile. He swaggered down, stood in front of Jiang Juner and stretched out his hand: "Juner, my hand is a little tired. Give me a massage."

Jiang yun'er looked at the small ball, pretending to be angry and said, "how can I talk to my mother?"

Although he said so, Jiang Juner still stretched out his hand. However, Li Junting grabbed xiaotuanzi's hand first and massaged it seriously for him. Xiaotuanzi was at ease and enjoyed it without refusing.

"Isn't it just a game? As for it?" Jiang yun'er muttered in a low voice.

"As for," Li Junting and xiaotuanzi replied in unison.

Jiang yun'er raised her eyebrows in surprise when she saw their unanimous response. It seems... She really doesn't understand the world of E-sports.

Seeing Jiang Juner's confused appearance, Li Junting took the initiative to explain to her: "well, no matter what game it is, it needs the flexibility of fingers. Once it is damaged to a certain extent during the competition, it will have a great impact on the competition. Therefore, generally speaking, E-sports players will pay great attention to the maintenance of their hands."

Listening to Li Junting's sensible explanation, Jiang Juner nodded. She looked down at Li Junting, who was massaging the little dumpling. She also reached out and rubbed the little dumpling. She asked carefully, "little dumpling, are you tired?"

"Of course," replied Xiaotuan Zi without hesitation, "but... I'm also very happy."

Looking at xiaotuanzi's tired but happy face, Jiang Juner also smiled: "OK, you should continue to refuel later."

"Hmm!" the Little Regiment nodded firmly, with a confident light on his face.

Half an hour later, the top eight competition officially began. There is no doubt that the opponents have become much stronger this time. Jiang Juner watched nervously in the audience as his opponents continued to attack. There were a lot of colorful skills on the screen. Although Jiang Juner couldn't understand anything, he still couldn't help sweating for the small group.

Soon, Jiang yun'er heard several audiences begin to talk.

"Number three is obviously not very good. It's like a different person to keep up with one."

"Yes, this one has been pressed all the time. I don't know what's going on."

"Maybe it's not in good shape."

"Alas, the reaction was too slow. I thought it was a dark horse. It seems that this round will have to be eliminated."

A few people, you say a word and I say a word, which makes Jiang Juner's heart lift up, because the No. 3 player in their mouth is xiaotuanzi.

Jiang Juner pulled Li Junting's sleeve nervously and asked, "will xiaotuanzi really lose?"

Li Junting gave her a cold look, as if she had asked a very stupid question: "don't worry, you won't lose."

"Why? Don't these people say... Tuanzi is in bad condition?" Jiang Juner looked at the screen anxiously and said.

"Xiaotuan Zi deliberately gave those people a chance. After letting others relax their vigilance, it was time for him to fight back. If he hadn't been merciful, it would be over in a minute." Li Junting said calmly.

Li Junting's analysis stunned Jiang Juner, and he still asked anxiously, "but... Those people said that xiaotuanzi would lose..."

Li Junting glanced at her lightly: "that's because they don't understand. Why, you'd rather believe their words than mine?"

Jiang yun'er pursed his lips and said, "no... I'm just worried."

"If you don't believe it, just watch it." Li Junting looked at the big screen and said.

Seeing this, Jiang Juner also suppressed his worry and focused on the game again.

Sure enough, maybe it was because the Little Regiment performed too badly in the early stage. Later, when the red side was complacent and thought he would win, the Little Regiment suddenly broke out, caught them unprepared, and then lost.

Several people who just threatened that the small group would lose the game were stunned, and others didn't expect such a big reversal in the end.

Shunli entered the top four. This time, although xiaotuanzi was happy, he didn't show as obvious as just now. He first ran to Jiang Juner and asked, "Juner, do you think I'm fierce?"

"Of course." Jiang Juner smiled and patted him on the head.

"Then give me a kiss," he said, and the little ball put his face close to him.

Without hesitation, Jiang jun'er kissed him. Xiaotuan was still not satisfied. He ran to Li Junting and put his face together.

Li Junting also gently left a kiss on xiaotuanzi's face, but Jiang Juner on one side blushed.

I don't know whether it's intentional or unintentional. Li Junting and himself are in the same position. This... Isn't this indirect kissing?

Jiang Juner felt a little strange, but he didn't ask much.