Chapter 870: TES's post-match summary
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- 2021-02-02 03:55:28
The interview with KNB has come to an end, and the interesting thing is coming, and that is the interview with TES.
In fact, every time the loser group is interviewed by the meeting manager.
At least in the Final Four.
But basically there are not many spectators to watch. After all, after watching the game, what should you do? These spectators can't catch it.
Let alone an interview with the loser group. This is the same as a joke. It's basically dejected. Tell me, who likes to watch it?
But the state of TES today is obviously good.
But there is only one person whose state is not right, and that is the prophet.
He kept lowering his head in a muffled voice, and seemed to be crying.
At this moment the barrage can't stand anymore...
"I really don't understand. Why is this crying? E-sports cuisine is the original sin. Is it true that you are crying by your own food? Look at your stupid appearance!"
"Yes, this is the atmosphere of the loser group? I don't think this will work either. A Shui, Casa is doing nothing, so why are you crying?"
"Just your eyes will see water, seer? Really stunned!"
At this time, the remaining viewers in the live broadcast room are basically attacking the prophet...
But the host will not care about these things.
At this time the microphone was handed to 369.
He knew that he had experienced such a situation, and it seemed that he wanted to talk about how he felt after losing the game.
To be honest, it is a bit inhumane, but because of this rule, what can be done?
369 took a deep breath, forced a smile and said, "Hey, I just lost, what else can I say? It's just not as good as others..."
"Anyway, I can see that KNB is something here. If they go to the finals, I am relieved that we really can't beat them, that's it."
At this time 369 handed the microphone to Casa's side.
As for Casa's words, after receiving the microphone, he laughed unkindly, and then calmed down.
"It's really a lot of pressure to confront Wei Zeshen. He has been invading my wild area. I can't do anything. Hey, I can't beat him, so let's keep working hard tomorrow."
For Casa's words, he scratched his head and pushed the microphone to his left.
Indeed, Casa has nothing to say, he tried his best, but Chen Ze is stronger and can only explain this way.
On the left hand side, the aggrieved appearance of the left hand was immediately ridiculed by the barrage.
"Hey, you guys are here again, here again, for these three rounds, I have been staring at my left hand. I really didn't play much, and I didn't communicate much with my teammates. I was on the line with Wei Shen. It's commonplace to be suppressed at that time, how can there be such a godlike being blown in the rank?"
"Yes, this person is really abnormal. Anyway, the domestic midlaner, that's it, is not very powerful. It has always been in the ranks and is not like an individual, but during the game, the dishes are not like an individual. It's really uncomfortable to look at."
"The left hand is really bad. Anyway, the game is just average. The second-tier mid laner? Maybe it's all praised? I think you can't play against Xiaohu?"
At this time, the sharp teeth of the audience in the live broadcast room appeared again, but fortunately, they can't see it with the left hand.
Otherwise, he will definitely explode.
The left hand murmured and couldn’t say anything. The only thing that stuttered was not talking. Maybe it was a bit uncomfortable after losing three sets in a row?
It may take some time to dilute the feeling of loss.
At this time the microphone came to Ah Shui.
Ah Shui is in the best state in the entire TES.
He is really bearish now.
I thought it wasn't because I didn't play well and I lost the game.
It is because the wall of Chen Ze is too high, he really can't get over it.
So, it is really not that pity.
"How should I put it? I did my best today, and I made a lot of mistakes in the middle. Maybe the reason for losing the game is also my factor. I gave the opportunity, but then I really couldn't make it back. KNB is very Strong, we are indeed out of match now."
"But I also hope that KNB can go further and wider. He is our LPL's new hope, and it is also a real Chinese class. I hope that he can take our share to win the DWG, so that our LPL can three Successive championships, win the championship once in your own chassis."
At this time, Ah Shui said that he was impassioned, and if he lost the game, he would lose.
Call back later if you have a chance.
It's not that there is no chance.
Anyway, there is time for everything, and Ah Shui still has a long way to go. Anyway, during this period of time, let's settle down.
Ah Shui finished talking, and the microphone was passed to the prophet. The guy was still the same, lowered his head and didn't know what to do, but when the microphone approached him.
There seemed to be some intermittent sounds inside...
Prophet: "Uuuuu..."
A water:"……"
Left hand: "..."
Casa: "..."
369: "..."
This is really speechless, and maybe I don't want to be teammates with the prophet in the future.
This time, it may really attract the attention of the team boss. I heard that TES hates such hypocritical players the most.
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At this time, the Royal Pavilion Hotel.
KNB people are gathering together.
This time it was Chen Ze who won.
Everyone invited Chen Ze to dinner.
Today not only the seven people of KNB are here, but also the bees and Zhang Hangxue.
Because I'm about to enter the finals, this time it makes sense to eat.
After all, there is nothing wrong with relaxing after the game.
And they won so easily, it should be celebrated.
In the last round, Chen Ze hit more than 60,000 damage alone.
This is a secondary damage.
Killed 26 people in more than 20 minutes.
This is really a bit scary.
Killing one person in one minute is not enough!
"How can I say it, guys, won't you lose money if you invite me to dinner today? Watch me perform a Pike."
At this time Chen Ze smiled.
"Hey, today I was really misguided. I shouldn't bet against Aze. So are you. Stop me next time."
Wei Shen looked regretful, he and Chen Ze never won the bet.
"Hehe, it's okay. It's okay to invite Zeshen to eat. This little money is fine. Besides, how much can it cost to invite Zeshen to eat."
Uzi smiled at this moment, completely unaware of the standards of the Royal Pavilion.
"Cough cough cough, did you invite it yourself?"
At this moment, Wei Shen asked with a little brain.
They don't know it's okay, maybe they haven't been here.
But Wei Shen knew it.
You know, what kind of guests this Huangge Hotel serves.
Those are usually rich tycoons who make movies, or those who are rich second-generation officials and second-generation officials are not bad for money.
There are tens of thousands of cold dishes here.
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