After returning to his solemn "OK", Tian Luo turned off his phone and prepared to go on stage.

Although Cheng Gong was reluctant to come, he had quite a few things he should do.

Seeing that they were about to go on stage, Cheng Gong seemed to be sending his children who had been studying hard for ten years in the college entrance examination. While holding their cell phones in their pockets, he told him: "Don't panic when you go on the court, just like playing training matches."

"Tian Luo's playing style is too stable and conservative. You can relax appropriately. Don't hesitate when it's time to rush."

"Ji Shaoyi's opposite is true. His playing style is too aggressive and he is prone to impulsiveness. Lang Qiao is calm and takes care of him more."

After giving a round of instructions, he finally turned his attention to Gu Congxin, the biggest weakness of the team.

Before he could speak, Gu Congxin raised his hand with great urgency and said, "Teacher, I know, I just need not kill my teammates!"

Cheng Gong: "..." Well, he is quite self-aware.

But this is not what he wants to say.

"If you go on the court, put down all your concerns first. If you win the championship, you may be blasted online, but if you don't, you won't even have your name."

"No one cares about how much effort the loser has put in the audience. Only when you are seen can your efforts be seen."

In e-sports, vegetables are original sin.

Seeing the atmosphere getting more and more serious, Ji Shaoyi clapped his hands, as if he was calling the children in the kindergarten to play games, and winked at Lang Qiao and Tian Luo and said, "Before we go on stage, let's shout a slogan, right?"

Gu Congxin looked confused: "When did you discuss the slogan? How could I complete it..."

Before the words "I don't know" were expressed, she saw Ji Shaoyi wave his hand and took the lead in style: "Our goal is-"

Lang Qiao clenched his fist and said fiercely: "Win the championship, and be raped together!"

Mr. Ji repeatedly pointed at Tian Luo, "Our slogan is—"

Tian Luo immediately turned into a student of "China's Hip Hop" as if he had some magical switch turned on. He snapped his fingers with both hands and said, "If you want to blast the internet, blast together, don't joke about my cowardly brother~ Medicine! Medicine!"

Gu Congxin: "..."

"You guys, crazy..." She rolled her eyes at them, opened the door and walked out of the lounge, muttering: "Don't you call me if you discuss slogans in advance, don't you think of me as a friend?"

After walking to the corner and making sure they couldn't see it, Gu Congxin wiped her wet and hot eyes randomly, thinking that no matter whether she was chased or raped in the future, she would not regret being crazy with them.

At the door of the lounge, Ji·the chief planner of this event, Shaoyi leaned against the door obliquely and bit Lang Qiao's ears: "I'm walking so fast, isn't my eyes getting into the brick?"

"Slowly." Lang Qiao pounded him, "Is it that the coward heard it, does she want to save face?"

After the live promotional video was played, accompanied by the magnificent game music, a pan trophy with the words "PUBG City League National Championship" slowly rose in the center of the stage.

At the same time, the doors of the contestants' passages on both sides of the stage were slowly opened. In the high-pitched and clear opening remarks on the spot, one hundred contestants emerged one after another along the contestants' passages.

"How are you, the special forces soldiers on the scene and in front of the screen? Welcome to the scene of our first PUBG City League National Finals. I am your commentator, an online writer who has been delayed by the commentary career - Mimian!"

In front of the camera, the commentator who claimed to be Mianmian was wearing a well-ironed suit, but he was like a child who had stolen adult clothes, and could not hide his liveliness inside and outside.

His partner had a slump in his face, which was obviously much more mature and steady than him. He greeted him seriously: "Hello everyone, I am Xiaojiu who has been focusing on supporting roles for twenty years and Mianmian has not given me money."

As soon as he heard that he wanted to pay, Mimian glanced at him on the spot: "If you want to tell me this, I'll have a joke to chat with you."

Xiaojiu cooperated and said 'oh', raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the joke?"

Mianmian cleared her throat and said that she was old Mary Sue: "Xiaojiu, Mianmian has been owing money for three years!"

"Have he paid back the money?" Xiaojiu asked back.

Mianmian: "He took the money he owed you to go to Lanxiang to learn to drive an excavator, and threatened to dare to collect debts again and be careful of your ancestral grave!"

Xiaojiu: "..." Listen, are you talking about it?

Are all debtors so good these days?

Both of them were celebrity commentators on PCL. After a start-up crosstalk, they immediately made everyone laugh and the venue became hot in an instant.

There are also many Xiu'er speaking in the real-time barrage of the official live broadcast room.

【Hahaha, I'm sorry, I want to laugh when I see Mianmian's face.】

[Did Mianmian give money today? (×)

Did Mianjiu show his love today (?)]

[Hahahahaha, Mr. Jiu, you can't do it. How can you collect money from your wife? Is it called being a supporting role for your wife?]

[When will Mianmian publish a book without saying much? My book coins have been rewritten.]

After the two of them introduced the rules of the competition, the players also successfully took the seat. After checking the competition equipment by the referee, the first game officially began.

In order to make the game more interesting, the director cut the camera to a place where military strategists must compete for - P City.

This route is already on City P, so before the players from other places landed, the fire in City P was already in hand.

The gunshots came one after another, and it was particularly exciting when you heard them.

Mianmian is not only a Mary Sue chord, but also can easily control other subjects. As soon as he opens his mouth, he is an old writer of cultivating immortals: "Okay, although our director is a fat and strong man, he has a pink and tender girl heart. As soon as he comes, he cuts the camera to a fellow Taoist with pink body. Let's call her a Hongfen real person for the time being."

"Before the Red Fan Real Person landed, she was attacked by the enemy from all sides, but she was dignified and did not panic at all. She rolled and landed steadily, and shouted a gun, and a S686 shotgun was firmly held in her hand."

When talking about the excitement, he did not forget to throw a tribute to Xiaojiu: "Do you know what kind of magical object this S686 is?"

Xiaojiu had long been accustomed to his treacherous look and said without changing his face: "I would like to hear it carefully."

"This S686 is a first-class killing weapon in melee combat. Within five meters, all living beings are equal. Five meters away, people and animals are not injured. Once sprayed, they can explode a large blood hole in the mouth of the bowl. In a word, it is - when the gunfire sounds, parents will be in vain."
Chapter completed!