Journey To the World of Film and Television

[Okay, the game has officially started. The first game is still the offensive and defensive mode we are familiar with. It can be seen that SP started by strengthening the server, hoping to use defense instead of offense and look for opportunities to counterattack. 】

[Yes, judging from the past results of both sides, e.t's overall strength is slightly inferior to SP, and it also performed poorly in the points competition. It seems that SP guessed in advance that e.t team would use fast break tactics to win the first game. . 】

[Yes, we can see that the e.t team launched a fierce attack with all members. Unfortunately, the fast-break tactics are too radical. Once the opponent is on guard, it is unable to cause effective attrition, which will expose the dilemma of being undefended in the rear. 】

"Innin, Xiaomi, pay attention to both sides, cover my surprise attack! Xiao."

From the corner of the slide, he glanced at the red error pop-up window that was constantly beating on Mi Shaofei's screen. He frowned and turned to Follwing on the other side to order: "The defense of Remain is stronger. Fu Wen takes over from Xiaomi. Come on, hurry up." On top.”

"I'm coming."

Follwing stared at the screen intently, and while responding to the captain, his fingers jumped rapidly on the keyboard.

Xiaomi took his hands off the keyboard, and the sound of teammates' exchanges coming from the headphones became farther and farther away. In the end, only the 'Didi' alarm that kept sounding along with the error pop-up window was left.

It wasn't until a burst of cheers rang out that he turned his head and looked to both sides. The red error pop-up window on the screen disappeared, but the white and bold winning logo looked even more dazzling.

【pretty! ! Ou Qiang successfully defended against the attack of two e.t players, slide! Slide! The slide took advantage of the chaos and went around to the back of e.t., and took down the opponent's server neatly! 】

[Nine minutes and thirty-five seconds! Nine minutes and thirty-five seconds. If I remember correctly, this should be the fastest game to end this season, right? 】

[Well, not only this season, games that end in ten minutes are very rare in the official competitions in the past two years. The fastest record in the game should be the cst European competition three years ago, the Odin team played by the talented boy Naya Won the victory with a time of seven minutes and fifty-six seconds. Of course, this SP game is really rare. Let us once again give warm applause to our SP team! 】

"SP!" "SP!" "SP!"

The entire audience, including the commentators, were excited for SP's crisp victory.

There will be a ten-minute break at the end of each game to allow the commentator to do some post-game analysis and highlight replays. Players from both sides will temporarily leave the field and go backstage to take a short rest and make tactical adjustments.

Listening to the cheers and shouts of the audience, Slide and Innin walked towards the backstage chatting and laughing. Ou Qiang looked back at Mi Shaofei, who was at the end. He stopped and waited for him under the stage for a while, raised his eyebrows and said: "Why, aren't you happy after winning?"

"Happy, of course I'm happy." Mi Shaofei wiped his face, glanced at the auditorium inadvertently, quickly looked away, patted Ou Qiang's arm, and walked forward.

On the other side, there are VIP viewing seats in front of the stage.

Affected by the atmosphere of the audience, Tong Nian excitedly grabbed the corner of Zhou Ji's clothes, smiled with his little tiger teeth, made a high-pitched voice, pointed at the stage and said: "Win~win~~"

‘Hiss~ What kind of weird noise is this? Is the water boiling? ’

Zhou Ji turned to look at the excited Tong Nian, stretched out two fingers, gently pinched the upper corner of his clothes, and pulled back

Tug.

Sun Yaya in the audience watched Mi Shaofei and Ou Qiang go backstage, and slowly put down the support stick he was waving in his hand.

Although SP won the first game, Mi Shaofei was the first to be eliminated.

When playing against the e.t team, they couldn't even defeat the opponent's side attacker in 1v1.

Ten minutes passed in a blink of an eye. After Ai Qing and everyone in SP analyzed the second game's play, they looked at their watches and said: "Although we are one match point ahead, we cannot take it lightly. Every game is played as if it is the last game. Stay in good shape and victory will definitely belong to us!”

"come on!"

The slide stretched out his hand, Ou Qiang, Innin and the others took it one after another. Mi Shaofei pursed his lips, took a deep breath, put the last one on the back of the following hand, and responded loudly: 'Come on! ’

"Well, let's go." Ai Qing stood aside with a smile on her face, watching each team member pass in front of her, and finally she suddenly grabbed Mi Shaofei's arm.

"Millet."

Ai Qing's grip was so tight that Mi Shaofei could even feel a faint pain in his arm.

He glanced down at Ai Qing's hand, moved up his arm, and met a pair of firm and encouraging eyes.

"Come on. Play well and don't leave any regrets in your life." Ai Qing released her palm and nodded towards him.

Mi Shaofei pursed his lips and forced out a smile, then stepped back onto the battlefield amid the cheers that had not yet faded.

Lost.

Lost the second game.

After all, offensive and defensive battles are a team sport, and one person's performance will affect the outcome of the entire team.

Due to the disastrous defeat of the e.t team in the first game, the original Bo3 best-of-three games for them suddenly turned into a single-elimination elimination in which they lost one game and left. Bearing this pressure, they were obviously much more cautious in the second game.

On the SP side, because they won the first game too easily and had a match point, they naturally despised their opponents and relaxed their nerves.

e.t took this point in mind and set up a game specifically for SP. Xiaomi's greedy and aggressive advancement not only disrupted the team's original plan, but also put the entire team at a disadvantage.

By the time others were alert, it was too late. Slider went to help, but was surrounded and called for help. Innin and Following originally wanted to perform a gourd doll to save grandpa, but luckily Ou Qiang stopped him in time.

However, the situation was over. Even if Ou Qiang and the others tried their best to hold back their opponents, they were unable to defeat the four-handed opponent with two fists, and finally knocked out GG.

Bang~!

Backstage, Fu Wen suddenly kicked the cardboard box next to him and wanted to step on it again, but Ai Qing raised his hand to stop him.

"Following! What are you doing!" Ai Qing frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

“What am I doing that you should ask someone what is they doing?”

In any competitive event, the most blood-pressure-raising thing is knowing that your opponent is inferior to you, and you lose.

Fu Wen was furious and said indiscriminately, "It's holding me back for two games in a row."

"That's enough!!" Ai Qing interrupted with a gloomy look.

Slide and Innin also quickly grabbed Fu Wen and comforted him: "It doesn't matter, I also had problems in the last game. The situation on the field changes rapidly, and some opportunities are fleeting. It's because I failed to adjust my tactics in time. I will fight back in the next game." "

"That's right, if you lose a game, just win it back." Innin agreed: "As for E.T., it's not like we haven't encountered those idiots before? Shouldn't we just hang them up and beat them casually?"

Fu Wen also made a mistake for a moment, but now he calmed down. He looked at Mi Shaofei with some embarrassment and said, "Sorry, I talk nonsense when I am impulsive. Don't be angry."

Mi Shaofei pursed his lips and raised the corners of his lips, barely smiling.

Ai Qing clapped her hands, attracting everyone's attention, and said in a slower tone: "Okay, things have changed. Don't bring your emotions into the next game."

"Yaya, don't worry too much, we just lost a round, e.t also lost~"

On the other side, Tong Nian saw Sun Yaya's worried expression and comforted him: "There's still one more round~ Xiaomi and the others will definitely win, right Zhou Ji."

After Tong Nian said this, he didn't forget to pull Zhou Ji, but he didn't get a response from Zhou Ji for a long time. When he turned around, he saw Zhou Ji muttered: "No, it's a bit confusing."

Tong Nian said speechlessly: "Where are you from? Isn't SP your team?"

"Just discuss the matter."

Zhou Ji looked at the SP people who had re-entered the battle room, his eyes fell on Mi Shaofei, and he shook his head.

"His mood is messed up."