The three of them decided to meet up early in the morning. Naturally, they were all prepared to kill time like this.
For No.1 and No.5, they were well aware of the character and temper of their old North American rival. He would not easily trust others, so one or two videos were definitely not enough to convince him completely. This time, they specially copied a large number of video materials.
For Bullet, if the first video was enough to sentence him to death, then there would be no need to continue watching other videos.
Now, he wanted to watch more.
Naturally …
It was because in the first video, Girl's ADC, Draven's performance was enough to arouse his interest.
Soon, the second video file was played.
Another game with Draven.
Bullet did not object to this at all. His eyes were glued to the beginning of the video as it was being replayed.
Three minutes, one kill.
Five minutes, two kills.
Ten minutes, all the way to the bottom lane.
Twenty minutes, the godly pressure forced the opponent to surrender.
It was almost exactly the same as the first recording. The entire recording was about the Glorious Executioner going on a rampage and killing spree. For a normal person, watching two consecutive one-sided victories of the same hero would make them feel a little tired. However, Bullet did not show any emotional changes in this aspect. Instead, the light in his eyes gradually became brighter and sharper.
After the second video was played, Bullet did not need Number One's help. He took the initiative to play the next video.
Number One's mouth curled up.
Number Five smiled.
The two knew that these things, which they had spent a lot of effort to select last night, were already showing results.
They had successfully …
Attracted the interest and attention of their old friend from North America.
The protagonist of the third video was changed from Draven to Vayne. However, as the hero controller, the girl's playstyle did not change at all. She was still full of absolute aggression and aggressiveness, and her battle record soared as the game went on.
Rampage.
No one could stop her.
Godlike.
Three kills, four kills, five kills.
In front of the computer screen, Bullet could be seen nodding his head slightly and rhythmically as Vayne harvested and killed.
This was almost unprecedented for the number one legend in North America who was recognized as the most emotionless poker face in the previous generation.
Even if his old rivals from back then saw this scene, they would probably be dumbfounded.
No. 1 wanted to sneakily take out his phone to take a picture of Bullet sitting across from him … Or rather, he wanted to seize this rare opportunity to blackmail Bullet. Unfortunately, his fiancée next to him was keenly aware of this and stopped him in time. At the same time, she didn't forget to give her fiancé a reproachful look with the intention of admonishing him.
Shrugging his shoulders, No. 1 made a nonchalant gesture.
Fortunately, their little movements were not noticed by Bullet on the other side of the booth. At that moment, he had completely entered a state of extreme concentration. His eyes were glued to the main character on the screen. He did not move an inch away from the main character.
The more he read.
The light in his eyes grew brighter.
The more he revealed an expression of approval and even undisguised admiration.
When they reached the middle, Number One did not forget to remind them.
"By the way, so that you know —"
"This little girl has only played League of Legends for less than a year. She has never played any other tiring MOBA games. She is completely self-taught."
Bullet's expression was still cold and indifferent, but the corner of his eye twitched slightly.
The video file continued to be played one by one.
But Bullet's expression finally began to change.
It was from the original admiration and admiration.
Gradually.
A little bit.
He turned to annoyance.
Even anger.
When another video file was played two-thirds of the way, Bullet reached out and pressed the pause button of the video player. He directly let out an annoyed growl.
"What are you playing at the end?"
"Why didn't you continue to play with a pure offensive style? Why did you change it to a messy style?"
The video material that was played just now happened to follow the timeline from the earliest one year ago to the most recent period of time. The girl's playstyle and many habits in the video were also quietly undergoing subtle changes.
Perhaps others could not see such subtle changes.
But Bullet could see it directly at a glance.
So —
This became the point that annoyed and even angered him the most at the moment.
The more he watched the first few videos, the more he approved of and even liked the girl in the videos. However, the changes in the girl's fighting style and other details in the last few videos made him extremely angry and impatient.
Waste!
This is a waste of talent!
She was originally a seedling with almost pure talent like a flawless piece of jade. Without the careful training and guidance of a truly suitable teacher, she was forced to go down the wrong path bit by bit.
Yes.
Perhaps for most people and even most professionals in the circle, the girl's transformation in these videos should be a good thing. She was closer to the path that a true professional ADC should take.
But for Bullet, in the previous generation, he was almost the representative of the existence who took the most unusual path.
He held a contemptuous and contemptuous attitude towards all professional esports players who followed the rules.
In his opinion, the truly strong should never be restricted by any fixed rules. Only by deducing the purest side of themselves to the extreme could they truly surpass most people and stand at the top of the pyramid. Then, they could continue to attack the infinite possibilities.
Originally, he was overjoyed and thought that he had found the perfect seedling to inherit the legacy.
But now that he looked again, this flawless piece of jade was almost destroyed.
Immediately, Bullet raised his head again and stared coldly at Number One.
"You actually don't know how to do something about it?"
His tone was full of aggressive anger and accusation.
But Number One spread his hands helplessly. "What can I do? This isn't my strong point. Even if I let Xiao Wu come, she can't really create the most ideal training plan for this girl. Didn't I tell you earlier? "
Bullet turned his gaze to Number Five, who also shook his head.
"Indeed —"
"Even if it's me, I can't do anything about this."
Bullet's eyelids twitched slightly as he listened. It was obvious that he had suppressed his emotions to the point where he could no longer control himself. In the end, there was only a "bang". Bullet's hand slammed heavily on the booth table. He looked at the two people sitting opposite him and said in a cold tone, "You guys can't do anything about it.
You guys can't do anything about it.
I'll do it! "
The atmosphere in the booth suddenly became quiet.
And the next moment.
A playful smile appeared on Number One's face.
"Sure."
"Then you'll do it!"
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