Rise Chapter 161: Not in my eyes
5:53.
There are still seven minutes before the start of the game.
At this time, the two quarter-finals in the first group are already ready to play. Before the game, you must first adapt to the mouse and keyboard and find the feel. The backstage staff should also be waiting by the side. If there is a situation, help the players to debug the equipment as soon as possible.
"Come on!"
"Behave well today, and I will give you some good food when I go back!"
Before a few people from the 13th High Team took the stage, Su Xue, who was sitting in the front row of the audience, pulled Lin Feng over to give advice and encouragement.
Lin Feng's eyes lit up:
"Okay! Sister Xue, I want to eat braised eggplant and winter melon soup--"
Before he reported the name of the dish, Su Xue reached out and rubbed Lin Feng's hair into a mess, and interrupted:
"It's OK, let's talk about it if you win!"
Lin Feng, with his messy hair on his head, slapped his chest and promised: "Don't worry, you will win!"
Soon the players of the 13th High Team and the Shixi Middle School Team stepped onto the arena, sat down in front of their respective computer screens, and prepared to start the competition with bated breath.
Besides, the players from the other six teams in the quarterfinals are also sitting in the front row of the players’ guest seats, preparing to watch the game.
"Shixi Middle School, the strength is pretty good."
On the side of the Tongji Affiliated Middle School team, the mid laner commented like this.
The top laner on the side shook his head: "But I feel that this group will still win the 13th high-level team-after all, what is Lin Feng, the strength is terrible."
Several members of the Tongji Affiliated Middle School team all showed lingering expressions of lingering fears when mentioning this name.
They clearly remember the game they played against the 13th High Team at the time, and the terrorism demonstrated by their opponent Shan Riven in that game——
I am still impressed even now.
The strength of the Shixi Middle School team is clear to them. They eliminated Shixi Middle School in the quarterfinals in the 16th school league last year. Although the strength of this team is good, it does not need to be too fearful.
At least it's not like the Thirteen High Team's slant and frightening.
On the Shanghai Middle School team, several players have the same views on this group of games:
"It should be the thirteenth high school will win."
"Well, Lin Feng, and the ADC girl named Tangtang, these two points are enough to hold up the scene. It shouldn't be a big problem to get into the top four."
"The Thirteenth High Team is really a dark horse... It was eliminated in the first round last year, and this year it went to the semi-finals all at once."
Several members of the Shanghai Middle School team were whispering like this.
Zeng Rui's expression is flat, his eyes are sweeping the thirteen high team on the stage, and his heart is cold to judge:
This team can only make it to the semi-finals.
……
After arriving in the quarterfinals, the match schedule of the schedule has a clear division of divisions.
Today’s first and second group matches are in the first half, and the two semi-finals that have advanced will become opponents in the semifinals, and the third and fourth groups in the second half are the same.
In other words, if the 13th high team can advance to the quarterfinals, then their semi-final opponents will almost be determined----
Shangwai Fuzhong team.
Last year's league runner-up team.
As the champion of last year's finals, Zeng Rui knows the strength of the Shanghai Foreign Affairs High School team.
Indeed, that is an opponent that even he must value.
Zeng Rui glanced at the thirteenth high team on the stage blankly:
The team of the Shanghai Foreign Affairs Office is different from the so-called dark rookie team of the 13th High Team. The five-member team of the former is strong enough, and there is no shortcoming in the team. The mid laner has the captain and the ADC in the bottom lane. The team members should not be underestimated.
If such two teams meet in the semifinals, Zeng Rui doesn't think the 13th high team has any chance of winning.
Unfortunately, this view is not only held by Zeng Rui.
On the other side of the player's guest seat not far away, several members of the Shanghai Foreign Affairs Attached Middle School felt the same way.
……
"The thirteenth high... is the thirteenth high last year?"
The jungler raised his eyebrows on the side of the Shanghai Foreign-Attached Middle School team, somewhat surprised:
"Which team B was beaten by us last year?"
The corners of the support players' mouths curled up: "Yes, that team--I didn't believe it at first, this kind of dish B team can also enter the quarterfinals? The opponents they met before can be better than them. Dishes?"
There was unabashed contempt and sarcasm in his tone.
As the single captain of the team, Yan Liang, who is also extremely high in the rank of Dianyi Master, waved his hand:
"Okay, I can make it into the quarterfinals this year, maybe it's a little bit better--"
"Maybe, it's just the improvement in luck?"
The first sentence seemed to be quite objective, but the latter sentence changed abruptly, and it also took on a mocking tone.
He still remembers the match against this 13th high team last year. The opponent's strength was so good that they were able to squeeze their feet. They went to the Foreign High School to crush the opponent like eating and drinking water.
"I remember that at the end of the game, people stared at Lao Liu’s small cannon and killed him. In the end, Lao Liu took a triple kill. Finally, Lao Liu danced and mocked in front of the spring water~"
The support team smiled and said.
As an ADC member of the team, Liu Zhengjie, who is also another electric 1 master rank, raised his mouth and lazily replied:
"People were going to come up to find abuse, what can I do?"
"A group of dishes B, if it wasn't for the time, I would like to take another five kills."
At this time, the top laner next to Liu Zhengjie teased Liu Zhengjie:
"Lao Liu, don't be too full of words. This year, the ADC of the 13th high team has been replaced by a girl. It seems to be quite good. If you go back and meet her, don't be blown up by a girl. Ah~"
Liu Zhengjie shrugged:
"If I meet a girl, I will still show mercy."
"You have to show some gentlemanliness anyway, don't you?"
I said so, but in fact, the core ADC member of the Shanghai Foreign Affiliated Middle School didn't really take this matter to heart.
He is also qualified to be so confident and arrogant.
After all, in last year's Sixteenth School League, only two players were favored by the coaches of professional teams.
One is Zeng Rui, the auxiliary captain of last year's champion team Shanghai Middle School.
The other is him.
Thinking of Zeng Rui from the Shanghai Middle School team, a glimmer of heron flashed in Liu Zhengjie’s eyes. In last year’s final, he lost to the opponent in the bottom lane. He still clearly remembers the passive and restrained aggrieved at that time. sense.
This time, he will avenge his grudge.
As for the thirteen high team on the field at this moment...
It is not even qualified for him.
……
The first group of the quarter-finals duel, the BO3 match, among the excitement and applause of the thirteen high e-sports club students, the thirteen high e-sports team won 2-0. Victory.
Successfully advanced to the top four!
The e-sports team who had left the stage were immediately surrounded by the members and classmates who came to the e-sports club to watch and cheer. Everyone hugged each other with great joy.
Final four!
This is also the best result their Thirteen High E-Sports Club has never achieved.
Now they, every step forward in the Shanghai Sixteenth School League, is creating historical records!
"You played well~"
Su Xue also smiled openly and praised Lin Feng:
"I am ashamed for not giving you Sister Xue!"
Lin Feng took it for granted: "That is! I am very strong!"
"Dead kid, just praise you and go to heaven--" Su Xue rudely rubbed Lin Feng's hair, and then asked curiously: "Is it over now, or do you want to look at it for a while?"
Lin Feng scratched his hair: "Oh, let's take a look again, the second group is about to decide our opponent in the next semi-final."
At the same time, when the second group of quarterfinals on the field had begun, Chu Fangnan was making a phone call backstage.
The man on the other end of the phone is Chu Fangnan’s immediate boss and the president of the Shanghai E-Sports Association—
Fang Hao.
Chu Fangnan reported on the organization of the Sixteenth School League today with his president on the phone, and his tone was extremely respectful.
In this circle, there are not many people he is convinced. Fang Hao on the phone is definitely one of them.
Even he himself was trained and promoted by Fang Hao. For Chu Fangnan, Fang Hao's existence is like his own leader and mentor.
"This is basically the way--"
Chu Fangnan has roughly reported the organization of today’s game on the phone~IndoMTL.com~Summary:
"Everything is going on normally."
Fang Hao on the other end of the phone laughed, a calm and magnetic voice with a reassuring and convincing atmosphere:
"Anan, you do something, I can rest assured."
"The matter of the Shanghai Sixteenth School League is left to you, and there will be no problems."
Chu Fangnan also smiled and said sincerely:
"Brother Fang, you are so complimented, in fact, I really want to talk about it... I still miss the days when I followed you to the world finals match site the most."
Fang Hao on the other end of the phone paused, as if feeling a little bit too;
"Did those days...was the S1 season?"
"Time flies so fast, unconsciously, it turns out that four years have passed since--"