MTL - How Are You Guys Getting Boyfriends While Gaming-Chapter 55 Be honest and don't lie

The third game, the tiebreaker.

The five members of the BOF team looked very nervous, Luo Buyu suppressed the uneasiness and encouraged everyone: "Don't panic, we can actually beat the one just now, Qing Huan, why don't you stay in the middle and develop your troops well? , stop supporting everywhere."

Yu Qinghuan was a little worried: "Will there be too much pressure on you online?"

Luo Buyu: "It's okay, I will fight against the first resistance."

Yu Qinghuan nodded.

At 6 minutes and 39 seconds, the wild area of ​​the BOF team was invaded. Yi Feiang chose to avoid it, but he lost his economy and development. The top and bottom roads were also crushed, and they were always under the tower, but the tower was well defended. it is good.

Yu Qinghuan was a little relieved, and cleared the lane seriously in the middle.

However, after 7 minutes and 11 seconds, the five members of the RIS team suddenly all went to the middle.

Yu Qinghuan had no vision and didn't know it at all.

The commentator shouted: "Huh? Are all five going to the middle? But it really doesn't matter. RIS's top and bottom lanes are all suppressing the opposite side, and they can indeed support. Wait, what is the RIS team going to do?! What! They rushed up. ?! Carrying the tower! The assistant is carrying the tower! Five people catch one! The mid laner of the BOF team was forcibly killed under the tower, giving him a blood, wow, this is too aimed at him."

The commentary was right. In the next 16 minutes, Yu Qinghuan was madly targeted by the opponent and arrested five times.

Yu Qinghuan fled with blood twice, died three times, and was completely abolished.

Luo Buyu was in a hurry. He saw the rhythm and came to the middle. He wanted to support Yu Qinghuan. Who knew that he could only die under the tower with Yu Qinghuan.

The middle lane was messed up, the bottom lane and the jungler were all messed up, and I didn't know whether to develop or support Yu Qinghuan.

The BOF team completely exploded in this round.

At 28 minutes and 21 seconds, Yu Qinghuan, who was struggling to support, relied on his extreme operations to take the two heads from the opposite side, but he was finally unable to return to the sky, and was pushed off the base by the opposite side.

In the first round of the group stage, the BOF team lost to the RIS team.

This result seems to be expected by everyone, and even the commentator is not surprised, and calmly said the result of the game with emotion.

The live broadcast room jumped out of the points settlement interface, and I opened the barrage to take a look.

[Sure enough, there is no suspense. 】

[What is BOF playing, the whole team pulls the crotch series. 】

[You watch the promotional video for the Central China Division, and QH even said that it is all about teammates who can come to the regional competition, just this teammate? Is he joking? 】

[Let's make fun of it, QH may have been dissatisfied for a long time. 】

[It's all rubbish. 】

Ren Zhan sighed with emotion. Sure enough, the troll was typing tirelessly on the keyboard today, and then turned off the barrage.

The live studio footage showed the winning RIS team, and the staff directed them to shake hands with the BOF team members, and then went to the center of the stage for an interview.

Ren Jian was about to turn off the live broadcast when he suddenly stopped.

The live broadcast followed the members of the RIS team, and Yu Qinghuan was photographed aside.

He stood up, bowed his head humbly and shook hands with the RIS team members one by one, the moment Yu Qinghuan raised his head, Ren Jian saw his eyes turn red.

But the shot cuts so fast that it makes one think it's a misunderstanding or dazzling.

Then the camera did not capture the members of the BOF team.

Ren Jian rested his forehead with one hand, showing a very tangled look. He sat on the gaming chair and stared at the live broadcast. His eyes hurt a little. Finally, he seemed to make up his mind and reached out to turn off the live broadcast. .

Immediately, he picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Gu Zhizhi.

【Are you at the Central China Regional Competition? 】

Gu knew that the text messages were returned very quickly.

【Aren't you asking nonsense? It's a pity that you have really tried your best to have a good old relationship. 】

【How is he? 】

【? ? ? ! ! You wait! ! 】

Ren Jian: "…"

A few minutes later, Gu Zhizhi sent a video of Yu Qinghuan who was secretly filming with his mobile phone.

[Brother, let me be bullshit! ? 】

Ren Jian: "…"

【Cow batch. 】

[Hey, how nice it is to praise me like this when playing the game and Ranking. 】

[That won't work, you have to be sincere, you can't lie casually]

【… Believe it or not, I have withdrawn the video! 】

[I have saved it. 】

[…Give me death! ! 】

I opened the video at any time, the camera was a little shaky, and the staff appeared in front of the camera back and forth, but Yu Qinghuan could still be seen standing in a corner behind the stage, clenching his fists, his face full of loss, his eyes were red, he raised his head, He took two deep breaths, as if trying to restrain his sadness. Then he lowered his head again, and rubbed his eyes a few times with the back of his right hand.

Yu Qinghuan patted his cheeks, pulled the corners of his mouth with both hands, and tugged to the sides. After calming down a little, he walked backstage.

The camera followed quietly for a while.

I saw Yu Qinghuan found the rest of the BOF team at the back of the stage, suddenly a smile appeared on his face, and he went up one by one and patted his shoulders, comforting them loudly.

Although the background sound in the video was noisy, Liu Manman could still be heard sobbing sadly: "Brother Yu, I, we, lost..."

Qi Huai scolded irritably, "Fuck, we've been practicing teamfights for three months, and we're still playing like this shit."

Yu Qing smiled and said: "It's okay, it's not a knockout match, there's a chance later."

Yi Fei'ang was also very depressed, and lowered his head weakly: "Brother Yu, your mentality is also very good, isn't this sad?"

Yu Qing smiled and didn't answer, but just patiently and cheerily cheered them up one by one.

Then the video stopped.

Renji was speechless for a long time. He sat on the gaming chair, clenched the phone tightly, and felt the metal edge pressing against the palm of his hand.

Suddenly he thought of something.