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"Do you have to insist on picking this hero?" the coach asked in the chat.

He has coached for so many years, and he has rarely met such a thorny player.He stood behind He Qingyang, with his broad palms on his shoulders, he carefully weighed the width of this young man's shoulders, and found that his shoulders were extremely thin.

It seems that he is still a stubborn and ignorant child.

The coach shook his head, "Since you want to take it, take it, I can't control you anymore..."

His words weren't all out of anger. From his point of view, WG's coach Wang was too kind and let the players mess around.According to his thinking, players are players, coaches are coaches, and players pointing fingers at the coach's bp is breaking the rules.

But the player who didn't obey the rules lost the game, so the blame couldn't be assigned to him.Thinking about it this way, the coach is also happy to find someone to take the blame.

As we all know, it is impossible for RY to win against CY.Even the coach didn't believe that RY could win.

"You don't regret it then."

This is to acquiesce in his choice of this hero.

He Qingyang stopped dawdling and decided on this hero.He hooked the corners of his lips, and his dark pupils gleamed softly like pearls against the fluorescent light of the computer screen.

He looked overjoyed and smiled contentedly.

The rest of RY spat secretly in their hearts, and said bad luck: If Wang Feng hadn't tortured his body day and night in qualifying, where would it be this little bastard's turn to play? !

He Qingyang, who came on loan from WG, is like a child who has done something wrong. He can't be beaten or scolded, and he can only hate it in his heart.

The second time in Xiaolongkeng, RY's jungler Pai was playing Xiaolong and was outflanked by the opponent's middle field. Although the mid laner arrived in time, He Qingyang's tp (transfer) was half a beat slower, and was successfully hit by CY. Change 0.

"Fuck, He Qingyang, where are you fucking?!" Pai shouted angrily into the mic, "Didn't you see the signal I sent you?"

"What is tp doing when everyone is dead?! Collect the bodies for both of us?"

Pai looked at the game interface.

He Qingyang tp teleported to Xiaolongkeng as if it was half a beat slow. At this time, only the corpses of their teammates and three big men could be seen in the huge dragonkeng.

At this time, he is like a poor egg who has fallen into the mouth of a tiger, just waiting to be eaten and wiped out by the opponent.

"You fucking don't give away all the kills, the mid laner on the opposite side is disabled, hurry up, you can exchange one for one!!!"

Of course He Qingyang knew that one could be exchanged for one, not to mention that the hero he took was still the famous meat tank - Ryan.In the Xiaolongkeng team battle just now, he remembered clearly that the opponent actually lost two big moves and one flash in order to kill.

He squinted his eyes slightly, staring at the computer screen without blinking, his mind was densely sketching the possibility of how the three people on the opposite side would retreat or attack.If his prediction is correct, this wave can completely take away the head of the opponent's mid laner and force the opponent's jungler to flash!

Seeing that the dragon is about to be refreshed, the jungler's flash is even more important at this time.

The muscles on the back of his hand were tense, and he bent over concentrating on it. The back of his hand that had just been burned was hot and itchy without warning, as if the sensitive nerve endings had been severed. He shook his head, and the speed of TP slowed down a bit. When he came back to his senses, he was already powerless.

But this situation is not impossible to reverse, as long as this wave, just this wave, if his prediction is correct, this wave will not be a loss!

He even became short of breath, and his whole body was like a taut string, ready to explode.

On the opposite side, Ueno's mid laner retreated while hiding the remaining blood, this is the time!

He Qingyang seized the opportunity and quickly tapped on the keyboard with both hands——

flash!

He rushed to the opposite mid laner with a flash, and killed him with a single encounter.

Nice job!

He applauded himself in his heart.

Taking advantage of the 0.01 second of stunned opponent, he can even carry out a wave of blood exchanges with the advantage of blood thickness.But God is not what he wants, and wants to be against him.

His right hand began to burn, but his muscle memory had already started to act with his thoughts, and because of the sudden pain, his operation E was empty.

Empty big!

This short few seconds seemed so long, the opponent seized the opportunity and immediately gave him a set of skills. No matter how thick Ryan's blood was, he couldn't afford such a skill. Lost dog.

The pain on the back of the hand was still slowly increasing and accumulating, and the nerves that had been numb from the pain gradually recovered their sense of smell, and they did their best to transmit the increasingly painful falling pain to the master's brain center.

He Qingyang gritted his teeth, and his teeth creaked.

Because of this sharp pain, his operation was half a beat slow, and he was controlled by the support who came from the opposite side, and the top laner on the opposite side harvested the head.

"Empty University! You can still be empty!" The voices in the team have already messed up.

"The boys in the youth training team won't be empty-handed, right?" The jungler Pai was sitting next to He Qingyang, and he couldn't help but glance at He Qingyang, his original thick voice became sharp and sharp because of his shortness of breath.

He said in a strange way: "It's all right now, we RY have to accompany you to be nailed to the pillar of shame."

That's true, that's right, the director has cleverly replayed this empty scene at a slow speed, which is equivalent to Ling Chi in ancient times, scraping off the flesh of a person one by one, making him feel like dying slowly .

"Yanghuang's wave is blocking the gap in his career." Pepper helped Mai who had slipped down because of too much shock just now, "Now it's all right, Yanghuang is probably half-footed towards retirement ..."

Disgusted by He Qingyang's wave of retiring against the world, CY didn't even bother to fight Dalong, so he went all out to attack the Highland Tower and won the game.

He Qingyang took off his earphones, he slowly packed his equipment, the director cut the camera, He Qingyang's red eyes clearly appeared on the large high-definition screen at the scene.

"Did you cry?" Pepper glanced at the competition stage, and couldn't help but talk, "If you just cry, it means that player He Qingyang's psychological endurance is not strong enough."

It's okay to cry after losing a game, but if the player who loses the game cries because of empty space, it seems a little shameless.

After the game, the victorious team trotted over one by one to shake hands with everyone in RY.

When it was He Qingyang's turn, He Qingyang was still slowly entangled with his data cable, and the CY team member who wanted to shake hands with him coughed twice in embarrassment to attract He Qingyang's attention.

"Oh, I'm sorry." He Qingyang finally raised his head, his dark pupils were covered by thick eyelids, making it impossible to see his expression, he spoke in a gentle and slow voice.

"I may not be able to shake your hand."

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