MTL - Please Have a Cup of Green Tea-Chapter 94 Sister Tea relies on the United States to kill the whole alliance (23)

PG set off earlier this time, arriving in North America a week earlier than the other teams.

The hotel provided by the organizer is also near the competition venue, and the facilities are passable, but the internet speed and electricity consumption are not flattering.

Some of the teams that arrived first couldn’t help but tweet and complain about the frequent disconnection of the hotel network, especially some teams who had reserved for scrims, occasionally dropped the line halfway through the game, and were so angry that they didn’t know where to complain.

Compared with them, the PG people who stay in the high-end mansion and enjoy the ultra-fast internet speed without delay and the top-equipped computer are especially happy.

The manager and the event organizer have determined that the team only needs to stay in the officially arranged hotel during the official competition.

Therefore, before the group stage in mid-October, PG can enjoy vacation-level treatment for nearly half a month.

This villa is about a ten-minute drive from the competition venue. The bedrooms are spacious and bright, and the living room is transparent. The PG people don’t have to crowd into a cramped hotel room like other teams, or play training games in a noisy Internet cafe.

Moreover, from the perspective of the major teams, PG is punctual and never dropped the line, which seems to be very credible, and many strong teams are more willing to play with PG.

"It's all the power of money." Coach Pyo, who was sitting next to the manager, sighed happily, holding a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, "Tonight, the three teams have invited us, how can we get this kind of treatment before."

The manager glanced at the twins who were wearing headphones for custom training, and nodded slightly: "Actually, I originally planned to take everyone to the villa provided by the new sponsor. Although it is far from here, the conditions are not bad."

"There must be a request from the sponsor, right?" Pyo shook his head.

"Yes, I have to shoot vlogs of players promoting their brand drinks every day."

Pyo snorted coldly: "It's pretty good to think about, the World Championship is so important, and players have to race against time to train, so where can I get the time to shoot a video."

The manager sighed.

If there is no "surprise" of twins, I am afraid it is difficult to say.

After the two of them chatted, Pyo walked over to the players with orange juice, and glanced at the two selfless young men with a rare "loving" look, and the pupils were shocked the next second:

"What is the hero you two chose?"

Auxiliary to play the female gun, AD Qinggang shadow, what kind of underworld combination is this?

However, the two children wearing headphones ignored him, and instead continued to squirt at each other fiercely.

The coach listened carefully, as if they were scolding each other who was ignorant.

"Meng Dongliu, you don't play with the female gun like that. Don't be ashamed, okay?"

"Huh? I haven't sprayed your Camille yet. It's not on the same level as my sister."

"Sister Lin is a jungler, but I'm not!"

"Um, so that's why your E is flying over your head?"

The brothers were arguing while operating, and the screen was grayed out again.

Bi Ming took off half of the earphones and waved at Pyo.

"What the **** is going on?" Pyo asked with a frown, looking at her insider look, "How did that kid Micheal play ADC?"

"It should be my fault, he was ranked in the rank just now," Bi Ming shrugged, "I'm not practicing Qinggang Ying recently, and Dongliu fills the AD position, so I will let him take the female gun."

The coach looked at her suspiciously: "This combination... works well?"

"Well, it's quite interesting," Bi Ming smiled while touching her lips, "Qinggang Ying has a shield and control, the female gun has been strengthened a lot in the World Championship version, and the damage recovery ability is good, Dongliu alone took more than ten personal head."

The coach was stunned for a moment, his thoughts seemed to be opened.

Qinggangying is a crispy and explosive hero. He originally wanted Bi Ming and Li Dingbei to play a set of BPs that could swing Ueno, but he didn't expect to be able to match them like this.

"Actually, I've seen this gameplay several times," Shi Zhong, who was still on the matching interface at this time, also looked at it, "The operator of Qinggangying is very demanding, and ordinary people can't play it."

"Yes, so I can play, but Xi Shang can't." Bi Ming pointed to the bot lane group that was still arguing over there, "Pyo, tell them not to try, this group will be regarded as a pig if they don't have enough proficiency. killed."

Pyo didn't say anything, as if something flashed in his head.

"No no no, let them practice."

After speaking, he seemed to be more excited the more he thought about it, so he turned around and went to the training team.

"?" Bi Ming tilted her head suspiciously, and then heard Shi Zhong's chuckle—

"The coach looks like he wants to play big."

Bi Ming stared at him: "Speak human words."

The man's smile stopped on his lips, as soft as the wind.

"Qinggang Ying usually goes up, but occasionally it can be used as a jungler or a mid laner. If you can still go down, then Pyo will become a god."

"Are you kidding?" Bi Ming shook her head gently, "I've only heard of Lucian's three-line shake, Camille... um, it's outrageous."

"But we can't deny this attempt," Shi Zhong looked into her eyes, "because the game is full of possibilities."

Bi Ming suddenly approached him, as if re-acquainting with someone—

"Shi Zhong," her light coffee-colored pupils shone with light, with a complete picture of him in it, "I just found out that you are a gambler."

A gambler who has to take out the last coin, knowing that there is a risk.

They were separated by a few centimeters, and Shi Zhong seemed to be able to see her slightly raised eyes, with a devilish allure.

"I..." He wanted to speak, but was blocked by her next sentence.

"But you're right," she said, her voice like lingering honey, "anything is possible."

Shi Zhong heard her happy ending sound, and even though he knew she was playing, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation.

Is she a fog or a beacon?

In the eyes built by the crescent moon and the morning star, he thought he had found the answer.

***

The basic stages included in the S competition are: play-in stage - group stage - quarter-finals knockout, and finally the semi-finals and finals.

In the play-in rounds, four teams are usually selected from the twelve teams to qualify, and the rest have to pack up and go home.

However, this has nothing to do with the PG of the No. 1 seed in the LPL. It directly entered the top 16 and played in the group stage.

They will only focus on the draw after the play-in, as they need to determine their group stage opponents.

"This year's wild card division is not bad. This TUT, I remember that I also entered the group stage last year, right?" The players of PG sat in a circle and discussed the final Bo1 of the play-in.

After this fight, the lottery ceremony will begin, and they will also bid farewell to this comfortable big villa and go to the officially designated hotel.

"Okay shush, the main event is coming soon." Coach Pyo motioned them to be quiet, "We were placed in Group B. According to the principle of avoidance in the same competition area, KD and WOW must be in other groups, so be serious..."

Meng Dongliu, who was shaking Coke, raised his head in confusion: "Coach, I'm serious."

"Then what are your hands doing?"

"This?" Meng Dongliu shook the Coke bottle in his hand, "Ahaha, exercise your arms."

"He can't drive." Meng Xishang looked at Bi Ming and the three who had retreated long ago, and coughed twice, "Don't worry, this kid will shake things when he is nervous."

"You put it down first." Pyo didn't dare to approach Meng Dongliu, so he slowly got to Bi Ming's place, "Okay, watch TV, the guests are already drawing lots."

"The lineup of guests this time is very good. The veterans of the LCS ancient times are all invited."

"Well, after all, it is hosted by North America, so I must give some cards."

When Li Dingbei and Shi Zhong were talking calmly, the twins in front were very excited. After all, the North American division was brilliant many years ago, and some old players were idols before they set foot on the professional road:

"It's Devil, the LCS's forever first AD..."

"SUPGOD (God of Support) Alan!"

As soon as Meng Dongliu was excited, the pull ring in his hand was unscrewed, and it was so hard to face his own face—

"Pfft!" The red-brown sparkling water sprayed all over the place, instantly making the two teenagers who were still immersed in seeing their former idols embarrassed.

"Ha, Meng Dongliu, are you ill?" Meng Xishang looked at his arms and sleeves, which were soaked by the splash of coke, and looked at his brother in disbelief.

"Uh, cough, cough..." Meng Dongliu wiped his face wet with Coke and grinned, "I'm sorry, I just saw that Alan misses a little, give me a tissue, my eyes got water..."

The boyish brothers made the trio and coach in the back rejoice in their foresight.

Shi Zhong: "It's normal for Dongliu."

Li Dingbei: "Well, I've already learned a lesson from the last dinner."

Pyo: "It's not good for this kid to have a drink in his hand."

Bi Ming: "Ah, our opponent in the group stage has C6."

Everyone was stunned, and then they all looked at the TV lottery result display.

The PG of Group B will face the MSI runner-up, the third seed C6 of the LCK Summer Split, and the No. 1 seed FQ in the European division, as well as the dark horse TUT they praised just now.

It can be said that there are no underdogs.

"It feels like a tough fight," Pyo thought to himself.

However, it is not necessarily a bad thing to encounter a strong opponent in the group stage. One is to sharpen the mentality, and the other is that each group will qualify for two teams. The pressure for them to fight for the second and the first is not too big.

Meng Xi is still staring at the TV screen, and the hand that was holding his brother's collar also loosened.

Meng Dongliu heaved a sigh of relief, and tugged at his sticky and wet collar. He wanted to take off his shirt, but halfway through, he remembered Bi Ming who was not far away, glanced at her, and blushed quietly again. put it down.

The small movements of the young man in the puberty period were naturally seen by the people behind him.

Shi Zhong took a step forward calmly and naturally blocked between Bi Ming and Meng Dongliu.

"According to the custom of the opening game, we will probably arrange for us to play C6 in the first game tomorrow afternoon. After all, LPL and LCK are old enemies, and everyone wants to watch the fun." Bi Ming glanced at Shi Zhong who suddenly approached her, and said analysis.

"It's okay to fight." Shi Zhong's tone sounded very flat, but if he recorded it and listened carefully, he would probably be praised by netizens - "This is our LPL's tolerance as the first division."

And Li Dingbei thought for a moment and found himself a little clumsy.

Walking a step slower, speaking a step slower.

So in the end, he could only echo: "C6, good fight."

Bi Ming was amused by his naive tone, and looked back at him: "I haven't fought before, how do you know it's easy to fight?"

"They placed the order, and they are easy to catch." Li Dingbei calmed down and said seriously, "And C6's jungler, commanding decision-making can't compare to you."

Straightforward compliments, with enough sincerity, can sound heartwarming.

Bi Ming looked at the blushing face of the honest man, what should he say—

Let Li Dingbei blow the rainbow fart, it's like a big girl getting on the head of the car, stumbling and stumbling, and she will be shy when it's over.

Actually quite cute.

After watching the lottery ceremony, the twins went back to their room to change their clothes, and everyone dragged their suitcases downstairs.

"Now all the people from the major teams at the hotel have arrived?" the manager asked the team leader beside him, "Did you check the room facilities during the handover?"

"Don't worry, Big Bear," the team leader was busy at the hotel all day. "I checked the environment. Although it's not as comfortable here, it's fairly complete. The other teams are here."

Everyone got on the bus together and got their own buffet tickets.

"Every morning, noon and evening, the restaurant on the first floor will provide a buffet. You can go in with your ticket. You have to take it."

When they arrived at the hotel and opened the revolving door, Bi Ming and the others saw many young boys wearing team uniforms of various colors.

Some of them have darker skin and appear to be from Southeast Asia and Latin America.

Some are standard European and American looks.

There are also some boys with slender eyes, Asian faces but obviously different temperament from those in China. They are probably Koreans.

"Why are there so many people in the lobby?" The manager frowned, "We still have to go to the front desk to register."

"Wait, I'll find someone to ask." Meng Xishang seemed to see an acquaintance, waved his hand over there, and walked over quickly.

Meng Dongliu walked towards the little white buddies not far away as familiarly as his brother, and soon hooked up with the boys inside.

Bi Ming lazily pushed the suitcase and sat on the round stone bench in the hall, silently looking at this space full of male hormones.

Noisy, chaotic, and those curious, amazed, or curious eyes cast at him, as if a woman in a team uniform is an outlier in this place.

The manager went to the front desk to get the room card, while Shi Zhong and Li Dingbei stayed by her side. The three didn't talk too much, but obviously they didn't like being surrounded by people.

After a while, someone finally walked towards them.

He was a tall, thin, brown-haired youth with deep facial features and clear blue eyes.

"Hi, Clock!" The other party looked at Shi Zhong first, nodding politely at him with a warm smile.

Shi Zhong frowned, but responded politely.

He knows this person, and the other party can be said to be the popular king in the European division. When he went to China to participate in the World Championships two years ago, he also had an affair with the host of the LPL.

The brown-haired youth did not speak Chinese, so he could only express his intentions in English and gestures.

"You mean... can you have dinner with your team?" Shi Zhong looked at the other party's eyes that had been drifting towards Bi Ming, his tone sank, "Sorry, we don't have time."

Shi Zhong didn't speak English, but the expression of resistance made the other person quickly understand that he was rejected.

"It's a pity," the brown-haired youth shrugged, his blue eyes showed a little disappointment, and he couldn't help but look in Bi Ming's direction again, "I'm really looking forward to exchanging information with you."

Probably because of the similar age, many players of the team will take the initiative to invite players from different teams that they know or want to know to have a meal together, add their contact information by the way, and send some small gifts and snacks.

The brown-haired young man is sociable. He didn't expect that he would be rejected so firmly, and the one who rejected him was such a famous LPL player.

The most important thing is that Lin next to him looks more **** and beautiful than in the photo, but he can't find a chance to exchange names with her and get her number.

Under Shi Zhong's refusal and Li Dingbei's cold face, this social expert who relies on his face to do no harm can only turn back and shake his head with his teammates:

"They are very proud and deserve to be the No. 1 team."

"Yeah, Lin didn't even say a word to me, she looked as cold as an iceberg—"

His teammates laughed teasingly: "Hey, Spider, your charisma doesn't work in front of Lin."

"I think her teammates restricted her movement." The handsome brown-haired guy sighed, "There is always a chance, and the game is still very long."

On the other side, the twins dragged their acquaintance back.

"Brother Zhong, I know why they all came out. There was a power outage on several floors of this hotel. It is said that everyone was using the computer and the tripped off. Now they are all running down and questioning the hotel management." Meng Dongliu was speechless. Didn't expect the condition of the hotel to be so bad.

And Meng Xishang pointed to the shy and delicate foreign boy beside him, and said to Shi Zhong: "This is my old friend Flash and Xi Shang, who used to be game anchors together, and now he is in the middle of R9. He is Brother Zhong. Your fans, as soon as they hear you are here, they have to ask me to bring you here."

Shi Zhong raised his eyes and looked at the blond boy with freckles on his face, who had similar temperament to Gemini.

The other party didn't have the straightforward and purposeful eyes of the brown-haired brother before.

But despite this, this shy-looking blond boy quickly ended the chat with the "idol" and couldn't wait to introduce himself in front of Bi Ming, and even his face flushed with nervousness.

"Mud howl...IamFlash, andyoucallmeFrank..." The guy even started with a broken Chinese greeting.

Seeing the old friend's attitude of trying to find a topic to chat with Bi Ming who doesn't speak Chinese very well, the twins looked at each other and felt fooled.

Didn't this kid say that he admires Brother Zhong very much and wants to get to know him?

Why are you now becoming a sister/Lin in your eyes?

The two little ones became more and more angry, especially when they saw that Bi Ming also replied a few polite words to each other in English.

"My sister hasn't called me by my English name yet." Meng Dongliu's face was a little distorted.

"Heh." Meng Xishang was also very upset. Who would have thought that a former friend would actually become a "scheming dog"?

Shi Zhong glanced at them and shook his head.

Thanks to this pair of brothers, just drove away one, and attracted another.

I have encountered a similar situation in LPL in the past, but everyone is thin-skinned, and they are not as straightforward and bold as foreign friends, expressing their goodwill without hesitation.

Tonight, on this frustrating night without electricity for an hour, it was really hard for the teenagers in the hall.

The girl who pushed the door through the night was even more crazy than the scorching heat.

As soon as her long legs took a step, they swayed.

The red lips are slightly hooked, and the charm is overflowing like the tide.

Beauty is a rare thing, not to mention the halo on a woman's body, so dazzling, how can people not want to get close?

Perhaps for the four men, the bright or dark sight tonight finally reminded them—

What a lucky and unique existence to be able to have Bi Ming's PG.