MTL - How Are You Guys Getting Boyfriends While Gaming-Chapter 112 June is cold and three winters are warm

After several rounds of fierce competition, the Global Finals Continental Division Trials have ushered in the final journey.

The last game of the TKOW team was against the Need team.

If you win, go to the global finals, if you lose, you will fight again next year.

Brutal and realistic.

Ten minutes before the game, in the lounge of the TKOW team, several people sat on the gaming chairs and chatted while watching the training video.

Jiang Haohan held his face and muttered, "Need, they have three newcomers this year. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and their style of play is also stubborn and reckless."

Captain Hey didn't need to play, holding a cup of hot water with a relaxed expression: "They are very strong in the bot lane, are you afraid of Quiet?"

Chen Mo said blankly, "I'm not afraid."

Gu Zhizhi patted Chen Mo's shoulder suddenly: "Afraid? When has our brother Mo been afraid?"

"Okay, okay," the coach urged them. "It's time to play."

Five people patted the team uniforms, straightened their sleeves, and walked out of the lounge one after another.

Gu Zhizhi put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile, "Brothers, you're done!"

At the beginning of the game, the fans of both teams were full of energy, waving their respective support flags, and shouting to cheer.

The BP phase is over, and the coach comes off the court.

In the first few minutes, both sides played smoothly.

However, what was unexpected was that after ten minutes, Yu Qinghuan began to make frequent mistakes.

First, when Ren Jianyou went to the middle to catch the opposing mid laner, the opposing mid laner was only left with blood. For some unknown reason, Yu Qinghuan suddenly hesitated and let the opposing mid laner escape.

Then the TKOW team outflanked the road. When it was clear that they could harvest the opposite side perfectly, Yu Qinghuan sent a head off.

"BOF, are you okay?" Ren Jian asked with a frown.

"It's okay..." Although Yu Qinghuan said that, she was too nervous to blink.

"Partner, don't be nervous, it's alright, play slowly." Gu Zhizhi quickly comforted him.

"Yes, it's fine." Jiang Haohan smiled.

"Come on." Chen Mo said lightly, guarding the bottom road steadily.

Although the voice atmosphere in the team did not become heavy due to the headwind of the situation, the Need team was not a vegetarian. They firmly grasped the few mistakes of the TKOW team and won the first victory in one fell swoop.

After getting off the field, Yu Qinghuan went directly to the bathroom to wash his face, and when he came back, he found that the atmosphere in the training room was a little dignified.

Several other people were watching the replay of the game just now.

"Why are you so out of shape?" The coach looked up at Yu Qinghuan and asked.

"I'm sorry..." Yu Qinghuan wiped the water from his face, but didn't know what to say except apologizing.

The coach didn't criticize too much, and patted Yu Qinghuan's shoulder: "It's okay, come on next."

"Come here." Ren Jian stood up, looked at Yu Qinghuan and said.

Yu Qinghuan hurriedly walked over with his head down.

Others thought that he was going to scold Yu Qinghuan, and they discouraged them one after another: "Don't talk about it, when everyone is in good and bad condition, just do your best."

Even the coach is persuading: "Yes, let BOF adjust by himself, don't mess up the atmosphere."

He didn't speak for a while, and regardless of other people's persuasion, he grabbed Yu Qinghuan's wrist and pulled him out of the lounge to a corner where no one was there.

Ren Jian folded his arms and looked at Yu Qinghuan: "Tell me."

Yu Qinghuan felt a little speechless with guilt, and took a long time to speak: "I'm sorry, I didn't play well in the first few waves, and I always made mistakes. Later, my mentality was a bit broken, and I didn't dare to fight."

Ren Jian smiled: "Just so you don't want me to toss you?"

Unexpectedly, Ren Jian would still joke with himself at such a time, Yu Qinghuan blushed and said incoherently: "No...No..."

"Okay." Ren Jian rubbed Yu Qinghuan's head, "I said a joke, say something serious, there is something wrong with your style of play."

Yu Qinghuan thought that he was going to blame him, so he closed his mouth.

Ren Jian's tone was calm: "Before the World Championship, the Korean team and the European and American teams all liked tactical operation. You have no problem playing steadily, but the mainland competition is different. Everyone doesn't like operation, only likes fighting, and you know the routines of other teams, so you Can't let it go."

"Let?" Yu Qinghuan wondered.

Ren Jian said: "The first mistake, you hesitated for a while, and the single blood in the opposite side escaped, right?"

Yu Qinghuan nodded, lowered his eyes and sighed.

"That's because you want to give me the head, right? I hope I can get the economy." Ren Jian said.

"Ah..." Yu Qinghuan looked up, his eyes full of shock.

"Second mistake, four packs of two, you gave the kill because you carried the tower for Sea, right? Do you think you are better than him? Just rushed in and carried the tower like this? The damage of the defensive tower is already high this season." Ren While talking, they were all laughed.

"I..." Yu Qinghuan scratched his head embarrassedly.

"There are still a few times to start a group and rush in directly to control opponent C. Does Gu know that he is disabled? Do I need you to start a group for him?" Ren Jian looked at Yu Qinghuan and said, "TKOW is not a BOF, you don't need to play three, more You don't need to take damage, the monsters in the river can eat what they should, and don't let the economy let go, do you hear?"

Yu Qinghuan looked at Ren Jian in surprise.

In this situation, it is right to be blamed. No matter what Yu Qinghuan's original intention was, he did indeed make mistakes.

But now, blame has become understanding, and scolding has become advice.

The cold June turns into the warm three winters.

How tender.

"Huh? Why don't you speak?" Ren Jian asked softly.

Yu Qinghuan eased his emotions and said, "Thank you, Renjian."

"No thanks, I'm selfish." Ren Jian hooked his lips and smiled.

Yu Qinghuan thought of Renjian's selfishness, and his earlobes slowly turned red, and then said, "Your selfishness is also mine."

Ren Jian covered his lips and coughed lightly, patted Yu Qinghuan's shoulder to show his encouragement: "Let's go, go back to the lounge, after being out for so long, teammates should be anxious."