Chapter 1295
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On the night before the finals, the five of them were discussing tactics in their hotel room.
This feeling was like the eve of an exam, it was filled with nervousness and anticipation.
"Damn, I'm a bit panicked!" When fatty drank his fifth bottle of cola, he looked at them and said, "I won't flash into the wall tomorrow, right! No ….. I feel that there's a high chance that I'll miss ….. No, no, I have to watch the other team's video again. "
"It's no use cramming at the last minute." Luo Qingchen said with a soft laugh, "Looking at the situation now, it doesn't matter if we watch one more video or one less video.
It's like reading one more test paper or one less test paper before the exam, it doesn't affect your final score.
Because you already have what you need and you can't remember what you don't have.
"Do you think ….. if we lose this time ….." Fatty scratched his head and said, "We'll be scolded when we go back!"
After all, this honour didn't just belong to their team, it also belonged to their country.
"We have no way out." Luo Qingchen looked up and said with a firm gaze, "I want to take back the championship."
Ye Qian Hun looked over and saw her serious expression, as a pampering smile appeared on his lips.
He used to think that Sacrificing Gods was the luckiest person in the world because he met Feng Wu Yue.
But now he felt that he was the luckiest person in the world because he had Luo Qingchen.
Sacrificing Gods was right, the disappointment in the past was because he didn't meet that person.
But when she really stood on the stage, she could fully feel the tense atmosphere.
Since this was Fnatic's home ground, the people sitting in the audience were all their fans. This was the so called home advantage.
They had lost the first round.
When they returned to the lounge to prepare for the second round, everyone's expressions were a bit serious.
"It would have been fine if I didn't jump the tower." Sacrificing Gods rubbed his brows, "Sorry, sorry."
"No, it's my problem." Feng Wu Yue pursed her lips, "If I used my big move earlier, god Qian wouldn't have died."
"What are you two fighting for?" Fatty patted their shoulders, "It's just that I'm not as good as them."
Ye Qian Hun looked at the three of them with a faint smile, "Don't worry, we'll carry the mid laner next round, don't worry!"
"Ah?" Luo Qingchen was surprised. She thought that Ye Qian Hun would say that he would carry, but it was actually her?!
Is there a small problem with this person's brain … Oh no, it's a big problem.
She immediately turned to Ye Qian Hun, "He's clearly an ADC."
carry！”
"Good! If I carry it, what reward will you give me? "
"Oh, oh …" The lounge was filled with sighs, and the tense atmosphere disappeared.
"Let's talk about it after we win!" Luo Qingchen pursed her lips and smiled, her white cheeks unconsciously suffused with a touch of red.
When the second round began, the opponents looked very relaxed. After all, they had won the previous round very easily. That smile looked like victory was already in their grasp.
Fatty's annoyed voice came through the voice chat, "What do we do? Looking at the smiles on the foreigners' faces, I'm filled with anger. "
"Then please turn your anger into fighting spirit and finish them off!" Feng Wu Yue didn't forget to remind the fatty.
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