Chapter 28: Section

. He grabbed Jing'er's hand and said excitedly: "What did you call him just now?"
Jinger said: "Brother, he is my brother Aye"
Xicheng sighed up to the sky: "The sky has eyes! He is your brother?! The sky always treats me without guaranteeing that I will not eat meat for three days, thanking the sky for his love for me."
Jinger said, "What are you talking nonsense? Are you crazy?"
Ajie said: "Jing'er, you go upstairs first, I have something to tell this person."
Jinger hesitated and said, "Brother, do you really know him?... Don't fight with him anymore."
Ajie said: "Go back quickly, it would be bad if you wake up your parents."
Jinger nodded, looked back at Xicheng, turned and left.
Xicheng watched Jinger away reluctantly. Turning around, what I saw was Ajie's serious face.
Although there have been turbulent changes between West Side and Jinger, there is still a stalemate in the Seattle Internet cafes. The Blood Flower team lags behind the X-Files team by a slight disadvantage in the second half of the battle. However, they are extremely tenacious and do not give the X File team any chance to breathe. There were already dense beads of sweat on Wang Bide's forehead, and even the rabbits who were always laughing and joking had a miserable face. And Ah K is still immersed in the strange feeling of dreaming but not dreaming-he always looks into the distance every time he is in the match, hoping to see the beautiful shadow of 哓哓.
The people in Seattle Internet cafes have been conquered by the momentum and courage of the Blood Flower team. An unprecedented one-sided scene appeared in the Seattle Internet Cafe, which is the base of the X-Files. People's eyes were fixed on the screens of the Blood Flower players-cheering for their wonderful shooting and silent for their unfortunate death. The Blood Flower team has won widespread respect with their courage and skills. No one treats them like a vase anymore, only watching their superb technique and clever tacit cooperation in surprise. Especially the team captain Tian Nan, her outstanding leadership and calm ability to deal with emergencies on the battlefield make everyone feel like admiring the DEMO of the international CS competition, so happy and pleasing to the eye.
When the ninth game was over, Wang Bied suddenly sighed heavily. All the X-Files players knew that it was impossible to win the entire game with the current 5:4 score. Even though they won all three in the remaining three games, they will still lose 11:13 on the total score. Failure is a foregone conclusion-the first defeat of the year will finally happen. And just in their base camp, there is no excuse for losing. The same configured machine, the same PING value, the same environment and audience. The second-line and third-line players of the X-Files team surrounded the players in silence, all with solemn expressions.
In the last three rounds, it has nothing to do with the outcome, just a battle of honor. Wang Bide led all the players no longer defending, all RUSH. At the same time, some people started calling Ajie and Xicheng on their mobile phones, hoping that they could rush to the game as usual. Maybe there will be a second game after they play to save the situation. However, neither of their phones answered. This is quite puzzling-it stands to reason that both of their phones are turned on 24 hours a day. Of course, the players far away in the Internet cafe will not know that Xicheng and Ajie are facing each other in silence at this moment. These two usually best friends are negotiating for a girl who also cares and cares about.
The OFFICE building once again became a warlord, Bid, who was nervously dispatching and commanding his comrades to guard his territory. But the members of the Blood Flower team did not give up the fierce fight because of the victory they had already obtained. They persisted as usual, still pressing on every step of the way, and with their strong fighting spirit and superb skills, the X-Files team was miserable.
In the last three games, Wang Bied not only failed to lead his team members to defend the final honor, on the contrary they fell into a deeper abyss. Under the leadership of Tian Nan, the delicate-looking MMs completely tore the last line of defense of the X File team with a thrilling offense. In these three games, the Blood Flower team played happily and became a climax again at the end of the game. 7:5-The Blood Flower team won the second half of the game, thus winning the entire game 16:8.
When the last X File player fell, there was silence. After a while, people seemed to regain their senses, and there was applause in the Internet cafe. First, there were people applauding in the audience, and then the applause spread to the entire Internet cafe, and even the second and third line members of the X-Files team clapped their hands. Although their expressions are filled with haze because of the strength of the home team, the outstanding performance of the Blood Flower won everyone's hearts.
The Blood Flower team members stood up under the leadership of Tian Nan and nodded to the audience. Arlene's eyes were full of smiles and she swept back and forth at the crowd like a machine gun. The men who were shot rushed to ask for Arlene's QQ number, and some people even asked Arlene to spend the night. Arlene said with a smile: "No, the captain said that she can't act alone."
Ak was sitting on the side blankly, his eyes kept on the left and right for a moment. He wanted to ask for his contact information, but he couldn't lift his legs like lead. His throat was even more dry, and he couldn't speak at all.
Wang Bide stopped Tian Nan, who was about to leave, and said to her: "Can you wait a moment, we are contacting the captain and another sniper, maybe we can play the second most often here." Tian Nan followed Wang Bide’s gaze. The two team members are desperately calling their mobile phones at the same time, hoping to contact the captain and Xicheng soon.
Two cell phone ringtones rang at the same time downstairs in a residential area in Haidian District, Beijing. This is the first time that two people's cell phones rang at the same time this evening. Xicheng and Ajie did not move, letting the phone ring pierce the night sky.
Xicheng finally said: "I will not give up, never give up. If you persist, then I will withdraw from the team. Even if I give up CS, I will not give up Jinger. Goodbye." After that, Xicheng turned and left.
In the noise of the Internet cafe, Wang Bide heard Tian Nan's cold voice saying: "We are not waiting. Please tell Ajie, see you in the final of the national competition. Goodbye."
After speaking, all the Blood Flower team members left the Internet cafe.
Just like their arrival, their departure is equally straightforward and confident. And the uproar they have set off since then is probably beyond their own historical data. At least one thing is certain, almost all the people playing games in the Internet cafes that night were impressed by their charm and unconsciously attracted. Those players who are playing Legends, Miracles, and Magic Babies all switched to playing CS, and spread this legendary CS game on the Internet. CSMM is no longer a term of entertainment but an admirable force.
Beijing is destined to sleepless this night.
Riding a tricycle to the game in the eighth round
The first person to see W who had shaved, showered, and put on clean clothes was Brother Fart. The fart guy was startled by W who entered the door, and then blinked his eyes fiercely and sighed: "Ah, isn't this W? How come the captain has ordered a facelift to make a super handsome guy?" With two words, Liu Zuo, who was sitting in front of the computer, said embarrassedly: "Brother Fart, don't you always say that to me. It's a little bit reserved." Brother Fart snorted and said, "Come and see, W But in a blink of an eye, the old hen turned into a duck. He seems to have really undergone plastic surgery." Liu Zuo said without looking up, "Is that not good? It means that we will implement the plastic surgery and cleaning actions to meet Yan Ning's sister."
Azhu heard the excitement, put down the mouse and ran out. He looked at W intently, and said, "Drink, as soon as you shave, you turn from a migrant worker to a movie star! Old fart, he looks like Tony Leung when he was young?" The fart said: It really feels like it, look at his eyes, how melancholy, how deep! It can kill people!"
Liu Zuo shouted in the room: "It's okay if you two have less stinky farts? Hurry up and put on your clean clothes. Especially fart brother, your stinky undershirt must stun MM. Azhu, your desk is sewn. The skin of the melon seeds hasn't been cleaned yet! Move fast!"
A Zhu hummed and said: "Cut it, it's put on the captain's smelly air. I was confused by the MM. I think the captain has bad intentions. We are going to form a team, not a beauty pageant."
W ignored them and walked to his computer. Now Liu Zuo's small room is densely packed with four computers, which is already very crowded. Despite this, they vacated another computer space for Yan Ning. Brother fart ran around happily, and he didn't forget to fight with Azhu while preparing lunch. W said nothing, turned on the computer and started to enter the server to kill.
In the chaos, the doorbell rang. Azhu, Pige, and Liu Zuo rushed to the door quickly like electrified mice, scrambling to open the door. Three smiling faces bloom like flowers, ready to meet Yan Ning MM.
Unexpectedly, there was an angry old landlord standing at the door, speaking roughly in Nanjing dialect: "Hey, how many of you can still pay the rent? You are always dragging, trying to drag me to death?"
Brother fart reacted the fastest, and he backhanded the door, and the door closed. The three of them stroked their chests together and let out a sigh, shocked. Azhu said: "Damn, the contrast is too big. Almost fainted."
Brother fart said: "Next time you must listen to who it is before opening the door."
The old landlord stood at the door and cursed harshly for a while, and when they saw that they refused to open the door again, he gave up. Liu Zuo felt relieved when he heard the old man tapping away.
After a while, there was a crisp sound of high-heeled shoes knocking in the corridor. The voice stopped at the door from far to near. Brother fart said: "It must be Yanning