Chapter 9 [The Second National Professional League]
A group of people in the dormitory drove two more times in a noisy way.
It was probably because I showed my face in the live broadcast room.
Xu Zhou found that a lot of people added his friends. He pressed rejection in one go. He really couldn't set up a rejection to add friends, so he took a breath.
He beat the two next to him very casually, which was to use a submachine gun to rush and rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to the rush to the rush to the rush to the rush to the rush to the rush to
When I had nothing to do, I squatted in a small cottage and steadily entered the top five.
"Stay for a while, you guys fight!"
Xu Zhou also deliberately rubbed his eyes and looked very tired, "My eyes are starting to get blurred."
Chen Dongdong also smiled and said, "Okay, Big Fat, you can have a double row with Brother Kai, I'll chat with my wife."
The wind blew in slowly from the balcony, which was quite comfortable.
He glanced for a while and then took his headphones out for a walk. Anyway, he had nothing to do when he was lying in the dormitory.
Big Fat was there with her legs raised, and entered the quality square of the next game. She looked back and smiled jokingly, "This headphone is so cool, it costs two thousand yuan, right?"
"It's almost the same. I bought it after eating instant noodles for half a year!" Xu Zhou smiled and rubbed his nose and said, "It's mainly about showing off, followed by listening to music!"
"Hey!"
Xu Junkai couldn't help but smile and compared a middle finger. He didn't have any money for the headphones worth 2,000 yuan, so he really couldn't bear to buy them.
Xu Zhou also has no special hobbies. He played badminton in high school and pretended to be a fake fan during the World Cup. He insisted on saying that there was something else he liked, that was to listen to music.
So when he got his first club salary, he first bought a set of keyboard and mouse devices, and then the headphones.
The campus of Yangzhou Communication University is a century-old school, and the entire campus exudes a sense of bookish fragrance.
Among them, the Department of Journalism, Communication, Broadcasting and Hosting Arts, and TV Director are all key subjects of the school, and they have even been selected as one of the key majors in the country.
There is a characteristic of these professions, that is, the quality of girls is super high, and there are countless people with sweet voices and good figures.
This is certainly not the main reason why he applied to this school.
He chose this school because he was watching the promotional video of admissions on the official website. At the beginning of the video, he saw a girl who made him excited. When she smiled, she would show two dimples, which was very beautiful.
Afterwards, Xu Zhou finally found the ID of this young lady in the school’s Tieba forum, and as a freshman, he talked to the other party without saying a word.
Thinking about it now, that period was probably the happiest time he had.
However, I didn't expect that before the story could begin, I had already embarked on the path of a professional player.
...
It is probably because there are still two or three days before school starts, and you can see students returning to school with their luggage at night.
Walking slowly along the quiet school road, I felt inexplicably relaxed.
At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out of the convenience store and hit him.
"Sorry, sorry!"
The guy looked apologetic.
"Hurry up, the competition will start in five minutes. I don't want to miss the game of Sniper God Teacher Chen."
"Here's here!"
Xu Zhou was stunned for a moment before he remembered that the second National Professional League had been playing for a month.
The schedule of the competition is very long now, and the score system is played. The twenty-five teams will start two games every night from 8 o'clock to 10 o'clock.
The points won by each team in a single game will be accumulated, and the one with the highest points will win after three months.
Because there are many games, everyone's tactics and state performance will fluctuate, which can maximize the true level of a team.
One or two sets of luck will no longer affect the final outcome.
The top few will always belong to the strong.
This is the best state of e-sports.
Xu Zhou bought a bottle of drinks at the convenience store, and then he wandered to the huge football field. Two or three figures were running at night in the distance.
He smiled and sat cross-legged on the grass, leaning against the football goal frame, clicked on the national e-sports live broadcast software APP, and the first popular push was tonight's live broadcast of the second National Professional League of PUBG.
"The second game tonight officially begins..."
"I am Xiao Xiaoyou, the anchor tonight!" A girl with a very sweet appearance sat in the studio showing her long legs, and the barrage flew up...
"I am Brother Dama!" Next to it is Brother Dama, the popular PUBG anchor.
This competition commentator has always been a match between men and women. The man is responsible for technical commentator and the woman is responsible for supporting the appearance.
Since there are a total of twenty-five teams participating in the competition, the footage of the competition will also quickly transfer to the place where the gunfight occurs.
Of course, more viewers will directly fix the picture of a certain team.
Without hesitation, Xu Zhou locked in the screens of four players from his old club, NAR team (New Era Royal Club) in the options.
The screen of the mobile phone is very small, but it is divided into four screens, turning into a four-grid, which can clearly see what every member of the team is doing.
Looking at the familiar ID inside, Xu Zhou's mouth raised slightly.
"NAR team, Gou Ye used UPM9 to knock down DWM team Xiaozhou!"
With accurate marksmanship and extremely decisive attack, this dog is still the person he is familiar with, He Jundong!
A brother who has been playing with him since he was a big shot.
Time passes minute by minute.
Xu Zhou found that the tactics of this team had changed a lot from when he was there, and his playing style became more adventurous and radical.
When he was the captain, he adopted a steady style of playing.
After the changes were made, the viewing seemed to be more enjoyable. After every kill, the audience couldn't help but scream, and the gifts from the barrage were also flying.
Half of these gifts will be eaten by the organizer of the competition, and the remaining half will be turned into team glory bonuses.
Gradually, Xu Zhou also became nervous.
Because the competition has entered a white-hot stage, the speed of closing the circle is getting faster and faster, and the damage of poison is astonishingly high, forcing people to fight while running away from poison. It is always the way that the strong team has done.
The audience couldn't hear what the e-sports players were saying.
But Xu Zhou could see that He Jundong was shouting at the top of his lungs. Judging from his lips, it should be the position of the enemy and the actions he wanted to do next.
"Cover me!"
"I charge!"
There are gunfire everywhere, and it is no longer the most important thing to judge where there is someone at this time.
The most important thing is to settle in the next safe place before the poison circle comes, and at this time, people with better luck have already occupied it in advance, and they must forcefully pass it.
Another member of the NAR team, Bai Xiaohei, shouted in a hoarse voice: "Three people, one 98K, one AK, and sks, it's not easy to rush!"
"There is no time left, suppress the firepower and rush!"
Chapter completed!