MTL - My Teammates Are All Crazy-Chapter 69 Chapter 69

"Ye brother, your nine-tailed demon fox is really amazing! I, I feel like I can't catch up with my whole life ..." Amm said, suddenly choked, raised his hand to cover his eyes, "Wow-"

The seventeen-year-old cried like a seven-year-old child after leading DJss to PG.

Ye Hong looked at him for a while, and after confirming that he was not here to hit people, he felt helpless, bypassed Qin Fei and walked to him, raised his hand and touched his head: "Okay, how many are signed no problem."

"Wow—Ye Ye, you are so good!" Amm couldn't help but rush directly into Ye Honghuai, "I, I want a To sign! My name is Ai Min, Ai Ai's, Agile Min ..."

"Okay, Xiaomin, I'll sign you after the game!" Ye Hong clapped Ai Min's back helplessly, and made a "okay" gesture to the bodyguard who was about to get around.

The host was frightened by this sudden situation, and after a while he reacted: [... haha, it turns out that Amm is a powder of leaves, no wonder his personal style is so similar to leaves! ] He took the microphone and went to the stage. [It really scared me just now, and thought that you lost the game and was ready to be stunned. It turned out to be Ye Zi for signature! 】

As soon as the host explained, the audience of the unknown situation immediately understood and were relieved.

Ai Min obviously felt that he had overreacted, raised his hand to cover his eyes again, and was afraid to face the audience.

Being able to play with his favorite e-sports player, he feels that he has no regrets in his e-sports career, especially Ye Zi is still using his famous demon-Nine-tailed demon fox!

The members of the two teams shook hands after greeting each other and bowed to the audience, but the host did not mean to let them go.

He held a microphone and asked PG: [The next match is PH and L.L. The winner of them will be your opponent in the next match. Do you have anything to say to them? 】

The one who took the microphone was Luo Yiming who was standing closest to the host.

When he took the microphone, everyone in the PG had a bad hunch.

Sure enough, Luo Yiming said the first sentence: "Anyway, none of our opponents! 】

There was a boo, but some people laughed and cheered for PG!

OK, no saucy, no e-sports, it is a rare opportunity to just release all the saucy that is not shown in the video, and have enjoyed it.

Thinking like this, Ye Hong grabbed the microphone with one hand: [There is a way to release my nine-tailed demon fox again, next time I can definitely get a five kill! 】

Han Leng also grabbed the microphone for fun: [This season, we will definitely win the championship! 】

Then the microphone didn't know why it was in Qin Fei's hand, Qin Fei frowned: [Nothing to say ... We won't even be able to beat the knockout round. ] After finishing speaking, I threw the microphone to Jing Yu who was close to me.

Jing Yu has already spoken in the video, but since I received the microphone, I still have to say: [Hope someone will dare to invade my wild area in the next game, otherwise, I will be too lonely ~]

Wow, that's a shaky tone!

There was another boo in the audience, more than the boo that Luo Yiming just got!

Qin Fei, originally impatient, was suddenly teased, completely unaware that he was given a close-up shot by the photographer at this time.

Then, there was a tidy exhaust sound, and the barrage fell completely.

【Ah ah ah ah ah! Fei is so handsome my mother! 】

[Oh my god, Fei laughed so handsomely that he was inhuman! 】

[Ma Ma, I saw an angel! 】

[Is Fei laughed at by goldfish? 】

[So, Feige and Goldfish stand together so well! 】

Jing Yu finished his addiction. He grabbed the microphone with both hands and walked to the host. When he passed it to him, he smiled and said "thank you". Although it was very light, he was captured by the microphone.

[Mah, goldfish is so good! 】

[Sao and obedient! 】

[Goldfish little angel! 】

[Contract this smile! 】

[The smile of the goldfish is guarded by me! 】

In this way, the barrage of [66666], which was originally used for the operation of PG in the game, was instantly drowned by a group of Yan dogs. People who did n’t know thought it was a variety show, not the fourth occupation of Demon Lord. Live broadcast of league knockout matches.

The host who got the microphone showed an awkward but polite smile. He meant to encourage PG to encourage his opponents, even if he said, "We are waiting for you in tomorrow's game". What happened? PG alone made a fuss!

This wave of rhythm ... It is estimated that after each game ends, the winning team will imitate them and arrogantly arrogant.

The host wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked in front of the five DJss.

As the captain and conductor of this team, Ai Min's mood seems to have stabilized slightly. His red eyes made him look like a rabbit, with a childish face, and looked a little cute.

The host asked them: [Although you lost to PG, you also won a game from PG, which shows that you are a very strong team. In addition, you are still young and have a bright future! Do you have anything to say to PG? Or say how you feel now. 】

The receiver who took the microphone was Ai Min. After a period of silence, he laughed helplessly: [Yes, we are still in the second year of high school, we will be in the third year of the next year, we have to take the college entrance examination, so ... So, DJss is ready to dissolve after joining this season Already. 】

As soon as this word came out, there was an uproar in the whole audience, which was a little unbelievable-so this is the last game played by DJss? !!

It's a pity, obviously so powerful, especially the middle order of Amm ...

Ai Min was obviously very reluctant, and talking, her eyes began to wet again: [I like playing professionally ... I really like it ... I really want to fight like this until the end of my life, but ,but……】

Before the words are finished, the microphone is snatched!

Ai Min froze, turned her head in doubt, and saw Ye Hong's face.

Ye Hong and he looked at each other, smiled slightly, and said to the microphone in hand: [take a good test, finish the test, if you want to play a career, come to PG! 】

Ai Min :! !! !!

Hearing this sentence, the PG's teammates did not calm down before the audience did not respond, and they all gathered together by the microphone.

Yiming Luo: "What? !! Are you going to retire? !! 】

Han Leng: [Well, that ’s a good thing! This wave of mid-single should have changed! 】

In the murmur of the audience, Ye Hongqiang resisted the urge to slap his teammates and shouted: [Who is going to retire! The first reaction of normal people is to be a substitute or form a second team! Why did you get here when I retired? !! 】

Luo Yiming immediately expressed his disappointed expression: "What, you have to fight. 】

Han Leng sighed: [White happy. 】

There was an instant burst of laughter below, and the host was also forbearable.

Ai Min, who was still crying, raised her hand to cover her eyes, and couldn't help laughing.

The atmosphere of sadness was swept away, as the losing DJss no longer had the slightest loss after the game.

Ai Min's teammates patted him on the shoulder and back, cheering for him: [Go Xiaomin! Come on! 】

In this way, the PG team blatantly poached a strong e-sports player in the knockout live broadcast.

The audience inside and outside the screen laughed crazy:

[Can you dig someone online? 】

[What kind of sand sculpture are PG! 】

[Hahaha, this team is trying to laugh at me, so as to inherit my ant's owl? 】

[I'm really looking forward to recording the game! 】

No one knew. On the MOMO team, Zhis suddenly became silent.

Until Kins, who was sitting next to him, bumped him with his shoulder and whispered, "What are you thinking?"

Zhis came back, also responding in a low voice: "If we can't reach the quarterfinals next season, our team will also ..."

Kins interrupted him: "Goldfish owes you a signature, right?"

Zhis froze. "Uh, yeah."

"When he asks for his signature, by the way, please contact me," Kins said, and smiled. "Even if I'm rolling on the ground and selling Moe, it's going to be a shame for me?"

Zhis :? !!

*

PG's game of the day has ended, they can choose to stay on the field to watch the game, or they can choose to go back to rest.

As a relatively free team, the five people naturally come from different places.

Qin Fei wanted to sleep, so he went back. Jing Yu saw him leave, and followed him to leave the playing field.

Ye Hong left to sign Amm, and by the way share with him the experience of using Zhongdan.

Luo Yiming, of course, couldn't help but choose to stay and watch the war.

Han Leng was not assured, so he stayed with him.

*

Next, the match between PH and L.L ended in 2-0-PH won two games in a row to win the game and advance to the second round.

After watching the game, all the PGs left on the field have only one feeling:

What ... is another cottage team!

If DJss imitates PG in style of play, then PH is similar in style to PG-ferocious, fast-paced, unstoppable momentum!

However, this is understandable. After all, it was because Qingzi and Xiaowei's style matched the PG that they tried to pull them into the team. Who would have thought that after they were taken away by Qin Fei, they formed a team of their own?

Ye Hong couldn't help but yell: "To be honest, the feeling of being imitated is unpleasant."

Ai Min felt an arrow in his knee: "... sorry."

Ye Hong touched his head: "However, I can't imitate anyone's play, you are really good."

Ai Min's face suddenly turned red: "Thank you Brother Ye!"

Ye Hong: "It's okay, it turns out that the cottage can't beat the genuine. Next time, we can win!"

At the same time, Luo Yiming and Han Leng, they checked the PH team online, and saw that the team's full name was PlayHappily, and the expressions on their faces were a bit subtle.

Yiming Luo: "Bottom ?! Our name is PlayGaily, and their name is PlayHappily? Do they mean exactly the same thing! Why don't they just call it PGtwo ?!"

Han Leng responded earnestly: "We have already defeated PGtwo. This is PGthree."

"Yes, PGthree!" Luo Yiming patted his legs. "Too much! Imitate our style, even our team names! In the next round, see if I rub them all on the ground!"

This time, Han Leng didn't respond, and looked up at the sky-he just wanted to know that after winning the PH, the order from PH, the youngsters full of former subjects, would not really bring a group of brothers to kill them?