Auxiliary super fierce

After the intercontinental competition, the spring competition will continue.

NK has maintained its winning streak all the time, kept the second place in Group A and entered the playoffs, and won the third place in Group B to advance to the semi-finals - and these seem to be the so-called big players on Weibo and Tieba. As expected, after all, NK can be regarded as a team with mid-upper strength. This year, Wen Tu joined in, driving the strength of the bottom lane to increase greatly. The winning streak in the second half of the regular season also proved the strength of NK. Some people even joked This year's winner belongs to NK, and no one takes it seriously except NK fans.

Everyone takes it for granted that the championship should belong to OPG or AST.

After the crucial OPG was defeated by NK 3:1 in the intercontinental competition, everyone was shocked by NK's operational ability and bottom lane's sudden burst of laning ability in those four games. On the way, this pair of bot lanes has been paid attention by various media.

The audience and the media were shocked by this game, and the five members of the NK team were also very shocked.

In the last game, when the team defeated the opponent and gathered in the middle to push the main castle, Yi Fan still couldn't believe it: "Are we really going to have a wave? Will there be a sudden power outage or something?"

"This is the semi-finals, can you not be ashamed?" Peng Li pressed the tab to scan the record of the next lane, "Fang Chi is a carry."

"No." Fang Chi, who was beaten to death in a group battle, looked at his black and white screen, and said implicitly, "Papa Wen Tu is well protected."

"Yeah." Wen Tu nodded, and demolished the base with Peng Li and the others, "It's because I kept it well."

After finishing speaking, he quietly glanced at Fang Chi, cleared his throat, pressed out the redemption that was still on, and said without changing expression: "This CD has just been converted."

Fang Chi didn't bother to expose his lie, he twisted his wrist and vaguely heard the screams of the fans and the cries of the commentator.

They won, won OPG that everyone thought they wouldn't win.

Fang Chi couldn't believe it just like the last time he won the Intercontinental Championship. Like a dream, Yi Fan howled when he pushed off the base before waking him up. He turned to look at Wen Tu and found that Wen Tu was also on the way Watch him laugh.

The boy's outline was a little deeper illuminated by the lights above the stage, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was also a little deeper.

"Who will play in the final?" Fang Chi asked blankly while sitting in his seat.

"The winner of AST and JLG." After Wen Tu finished speaking, he took off the earphones and put them away, and pointed to Ue Nakano who was hugging behind his head.

Fang Chi didn't look back, he stood up, picked up Wen Tu by the collar, and hugged him again.

Wen Tu moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, Yi Fan rushed over and hugged the two of them, yelling something indiscriminately, Wen Tu was held in Fang Chi's arms, with his ear on the In his chest, he could only hear the strong heartbeat of AD.

Zhang Yingxian watched this scene in the background, turned his face indifferently, and sent a message to ask the club's public relations department to prepare a draft for Xialu to come out, for fear that the two of them would be photographed by the media someday. Forced to come out.

Also heartbroken.

Regardless of the mentality of the parties involved, the news of NK's 3:1 victory over OPG spread across various platforms in the first place. When you open Weibo, the overwhelming news is that Fang Chi won three MVPs and defeated OPG.

Many people also said that it was because Wen Tu joined NK that Fang Chi was able to rise this year.

After getting on the bus back to the base, Fang Chi saw this comment and thought it was very reasonable.

Everyone knows how important support is to AD.It is not easy to find a support that fits your style of play everywhere, or can work out the best style of play with you, and AD is the same.Working hard for each other, even giving up part of their own style of play-this is probably the charm of the duo.

Thinking about it carefully, Fang Chi and Wen Tu didn't get along right from the beginning, but they got in step with each other step by step. Day and night in double rows and careful communication on the battlefield are the cornerstones of their tacit understanding.

Of course there is a more important reason.

Fang Chi thought about it for a long time, but he didn't dare to use the large size to reply, so he cut the small size and ran to the comment below to reply: What if they are in a relationship?

po master: roll.

Fang Chi sighed, flipped through the homepage of the po owner, and found that this was a personal fan of Wen Tu, so he bumped Wen Tu next to him with his shoulder, and handed him the phone: "Your fan tells me to fuck off."

Wen Tu took the phone, and naturally saw the last comment, he nodded: "Then get out."

Fang Chi immediately put on an aggrieved expression, squeezed aside and was about to rub against Wen Tu.Wen Tu's upper body was squeezed against the car window, and Fang Chi was still squeezing in.

"Will you go to the game tomorrow?" Wen Tu asked him suddenly.

"What?" Fang Chi was still immersed in self-grievance, but Wen Tu's abrupt words woke him up, and it was hard to keep squeezing, so he sat down by himself and looked at him, "Do you want to go?"

Wen Tu pointed to a figure from the back outside the window: "Ding Shengran is also here."

"I understand," Fang Chi smiled, "We can't just let him watch it, we have to watch it back, or we will lose money."

"...Yeah." Wen Tu nodded, still looking out of the window.

There was another person walking beside Ding Shengran, Zhan Si.

From the last conversation, he could see that Zhan Si was willing to transfer to the support position, and there was a bit of a threat to Wen Tu not to meddle in the subtext.

Wen Tu frowned, and was interrupted by Yi Fan just as he was about to raise his eyebrows.

Yi Fan seems to have changed from a talkative jungler to a screaming jungler recently. He howls when he enters the game, howls when he kills someone, even when the opponent's buff is reversed, he seems to be afraid that the opponent will not know that the buff has been reversed He insisted on howling, and was so annoyed that several people in the team wanted to sew his mouth shut.

I don't know what to say to Peng Li again, covered my mouth and yelled artificially, and then rushed over excitedly: "The captain said that anyone who has nothing to do can go to the scene to watch the game tomorrow, are you going?"

The two people on the lower road looked at each other, exchanged a wave of messages, and then Fang Chi smiled and said, "No."

"Aren't you going?" Yi Fan smacked his lips, "Then I will go with the captain."

"Qin Yu isn't going?" Fang Chi asked him.

"...I don't know, I didn't ask, the captain will ask later." Yi Fan turned around and sat back in his seat, quietly discussing tomorrow's matters with Peng Li.

"Let's go quietly tomorrow." Fang Chi lowered his voice and said to Wen Tu, "Sit back and don't let them find out."

"Okay." Wen Tu also replied softly, suppressing his voice.

"It's best to put on some makeup and wear a mask, hat, and scarf." Fang Chi said, "Put on your black windbreaker. If anyone finds us, we'll turn around and run. If we can't run, we'll kill everyone."

Wentu: ...

"When the time comes, you go to the police station to report me for murder, and I will take the blame for you." Fang Chi patted his hand, "You have to remember that I will always like you."

Wen Tu lowered his head and took out the earphones and put them on, ignoring him.

The next day, the two of them waited for Yi Fan and Peng Li to go out before they walked out of the base slowly, took a taxi to the venue, and really sat in the back.

It wasn't as exaggerated as Fang Chi said, but in order not to bring the rhythm, the two of them wore a baseball cap of the same style and sat in the back row, but few people noticed them.

Before the game, some people guessed the result. More than half of them guessed AST3:1JLG, and some guessed 3:0 or 3:2. Only a small number of people guessed the victory of JLG, and the result of the game did not live up to the expectations of most people. AST3:1 beat JLG.

The lost game was due to being counted on the BP, and AST's mid laner was too lax when laning.

"Is there a lot of pressure?" Wen Tu asked Fang Chi after watching the game.

There were AST fans beside him shouting the IDs of the players they supported. Seeing Fang Chi shaking his head, Wen Tu leaned over and whispered, "Find a way to do it/fucking shot."

Wen Tu laughed.

Defeating Ding Shengran didn't seem to be that important to him anymore. At the beginning, he and Ding Shengran were serious, and even when they were in rank, they would be in a bad mood. It seemed that it was only because of Ding Shengran's words, "Why did you leave behind my back? ! Who allowed you to transfer?!" He said as if he was a scumbag who left after he finished his performance, and it was only because of a moment of anger.

With the passage of time, the resentment and anger accumulated for half a year seemed to have disappeared.

Instead, there are better people who can be by your side.

Wen Tu took a deep breath, and bravely held Fang Chi's hand in the stadium.

Fang Chi was stunned for a while, and before he had time to express his opinion, he suddenly heard Yi Fan's voice from ahead: "Huh? Hero Fang?!"

The two looked at each other and counted silently: "Three, two, one—"

As soon as the word was uttered, the two immediately left the venue as if fleeing for their lives.

Yi Fan who was confused and Peng Li who was full of why they were so ashamed were left behind.