Chapter 1258: One thousand five hundred and twenty-nine

Chapter 1258: One Thousand Five Twenty-nine
Indeed, when Mo Bei played the game, his posture was too perfect, and his back was straight and not bent.
No one will be aware of the other at all, only that person will be indifferently handsome.
Xiaomi Lin was still shouting to cheer, his big eyes were still shining, and he found that his little partner was surprisingly quiet when he waved Yingyue stick.
Although An An does not say much, usually when I encounter a game, I will explain two sentences. What is going on now?
The little looked aside.
The thin little devil looked at the figure on the field, and his brows were slightly twisted.
"An'an, what's wrong?" Xiaomi asked.
The little devil looked back: "It's all right."
Xiaomi looked at him for a while, and said seriously: "If there is a problem, you can talk it out before you can solve it together."
The little devil also carried his small keyboard and carried it over to Xiaomi Lin.
Xiaomi's eyes were all round: "This is it?"
"It's not that there is a problem to be solved, I'm tired, you can help me get it for a while." Bo Xiaovil said it didn't seem to be deceiving.
Xiaomi Lin is good enough for friends: "No problem."
Without the keyboard behind, the little devil can lean back for a while, I don't know if it is related to education or genetics.
It is rare for a small devil not to sit in a straight shape. Generally, such a sitting position means that he has a mind.
Today, his eyes are particularly dark because only he knows why Sister Bei chose the one-to-two mode. What people say to show their strength is superficial, in fact, it is because of the preliminary trials. There are too many players. If you follow the 1v1 model, she will have to play 14 games in order to win the final selection.
If it was 1v2, she could play 7 fewer games.
The longer the match, the greater the pressure on her right hand.
Even seven games have long exceeded the time specified by the grandpa butler.
Until the injury is fully cured, it is best not to compete again.
But they all know that Sister Bey can't wait that long.
Year by year.
Professional players know that the peak period is only a few years.
The little little devil can only help with concealment, otherwise he would never look at sister Bey in the style of Master Fengjia.
During this period, Bey's sister constantly changed the role of the game. Each game character's position is different, the skills will be different, so perfect, the more subtle the pressure on the motor nerve will be.
She played with her left hand from the beginning, not by anyone who had forced her to achieve true strength.
Instead, her right hand has not fully recovered at all.
The little devil knew that it couldn't be said.
Because even if he is sitting here, he can still hear someone shouting in the auditorium: "Left territory! Bey God makes left territory!"
The little devil couldn't help looking back, and his eyes were cold.
The man looked cold all over. Why?
The little devil also realized that he was dysfunctional, and he shouldn't be like this, the other party was not wrong.
However, the field of the left ... is not simply completed by the left hand. The more ordinary people can not use the skills that can form a formation, the more opponents have extraordinary requirements for speed and position.
Accuracy is the first element. Even the mouse sliding angle must be judged according to the terrain. The pressure on the right hand will be greater.
Letting the current North sister use the left field is undoubtedly abolishing her right hand.
That's why he minds these four words so much.
Fortunately, Sister Bei is very sensible and has been using tactics for a long time.
Including this game, it was also a game that ended with a basic attack.
"It's six consecutive victories! It's so handsome!"
"Yeah, it's just a pity that I didn't see the left field."
"What anxious, sooner or later I can see."
"Yes, I always watched the video in area A before. Now my wish is to watch bey reappear on the left field once again, definitely handsome!"
"I also want to see, but ... I heard that Bey's current state seems to be good when it is not at its peak. It may not be able to play in the left field ..."
"That means bey's strength is here?"
"You can look at it this way, I'm not quite sure, but I'm using my left hand, it should be the limit, but it's already cool, 1 in 2 and 6 in a row. To see such a match. "
"That being said, I thought that at that time I would have been hailed as a genius, and there would be more amazing things for us."
"Isn't Xu Yiwan able to play 1 or 2?"
"She can win 6 games in a row? All-around heroes can? Do you think the winning streak is so easy to do? Xu Yiwan assassinated really played well, but really let her play like this, as long as the opponent can play, a hero Just sanction her. "
"Now bey is immersed in her all-powerful light. If she can play in the left field, she just ended the game just now, no need to think about tactics. After all, she still can't play, I heard Xu Yiwan getting more and more It ’s close to the damage area of ​​the left field. I do n’t know if I can see the magic skills this time.

"Really? Wan Ye can fight? That's good. I was here to see Bey, or I was disappointed for a while, now I can look forward to it again!"
"Stained light? I said buddy, you have a problem with this expression. All-round is trained by yourself. If you want to be an all-round player, you must pay twice more training time than ordinary people, and not everyone can play Good all-rounder, every time you bring out a hero, you can become the backbone of the team. In today's arena, bey is the first one. Do you think this is what ordinary people can do? Thinking, speed, and position , Precise skills control is indispensable, in addition to these, but also have rhythmic control, 1 play 2 need to consider more, each game let us unexpected, I believe for most people who watch the game, The left field is just a skill used by Bey to win the game, not a dazzling skill. Whether she uses the left field or not does not affect her. "
Some people want to ignite the wind, and some people just like to watch the show.
There is a saying that Yu Zixin was right that you thought that bey's body only had glory, because she was bey, no matter what she did, she would be magnified infinitely.
If Mo Bei is just a newcomer.
One-on-two, six-game winning streak, people will only say that a genius emerged in the qualifiers, and then sought after crazy.
But Mo Bei is not a newcomer, she is bey.
Even if she wins, people will ask her more, otherwise she deserves her name.
Newcomers can lose, and people will find countless rhetoric for the newcomers to forgive and even comfort, you are already very good.
If Mo Bei loses, there will also be a lot of rhetoric, such as "It really is no longer possible." "The state fell into this way, what other games do you play?" "Is she not willing to give her the attention here?" Imperial League is still blown up too much. "
By then, no one will think about it, and no one has done it except bey.
When you are a pioneer, because you are alien, you will not be tolerated by the world.
But when the world smells that it's profitable to do so, it's just going to move.
But if there are developers, they will never be able to bear their heads.
What's the best way to do this?
It is to pull the developers down, it is best to step on the mud, so that they can go this way again to reach the peak.
The people watching are just handsome and cool, and it doesn't matter to them who cares about the developer and who uses this skill.
If you go and say, they still have a sentence waiting: "Who stipulates that the left field can only be used by bey, she plays it on her own, and cares about others, she is dead, bey is long gone."
Some would say how the environment is.
In fact, since ancient times, people haven't eaten elephants.
How could a clever man like Mo Bei not know this.
When she returned this time, she had no plans to continue playing professional matches in the future.
Use her right hand to change a championship, and if she can hold up to that time, the exchange is not a loss.
Mo Bei lifted her eyes and looked at the time and output on the screen. Her side face was cold and white and expensive. Except that she raised her hand to drink water and looked handsome, no one could tell that her right hand had begun. It hurts.
Wang Dongdong rushed to the front and back, all sweating on his face: "Would you like to eat lump sugar? After playing for so long, I'm afraid you can't consume it."
"No," Mo Bei said, and looked at the snacks he was holding. He didn't want to discourage the assistant's enthusiasm. "You eat, there is one more session, I'll wash my face."
Wang Dongdong nodded, worried, and wanted to follow.
Mo Bei didn't wait for him, so in a blink of an eye, the people in front of him disappeared.
Wang Dongdong held the pile of snacks and didn't know what to do.
In the auditorium, a slender figure, copying his trousers with one hand, and glancing at the screen.
Then, Liaobu walked in the direction that Mo Bei disappeared.
The bathroom inside the venue was very clean, with lemon incense, extremely quiet.
After Mo Bei fastened the wooden door, one side of his hand suddenly pulled the jacket that he had been wearing, and tore open half of his side, his right arm was hurt, but fortunately there were no other abnormalities.
Mo Bei lowered her eyes. At this time, her lip color was a little white, and she even spilled cold sweat from her forehead.
After the medicine was sprayed on her right arm, her cool feeling made her lean on the wooden board and closed her eyes. All the clear-cut faces were exposed, the paler and more beautiful.
Other than that, no other emotions will be found.
A short break reduces pain.
After Mo Bei washed her face, her lip color was restored.
However, as soon as she went out, she saw a figure that should not have appeared here.
Obviously he was waiting for her, otherwise he wouldn't turn his head after hearing the sound, and then step towards her step by step.
Light and shadow interweave a hazy beauty on his face, and he can show deadly elegance with almost nothing.
Even the noisy outside sounded like he was cut off by his deep eyes, and it was not everyone who could suffocate.
It looks good again, this is the only thought of Mo Bei ...
(End of this chapter)