Chapter 1297
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Because this was his dream, this was his team. 13579246810ggaax
On one hand, it was reality. On the other hand, it was his dream. He was in so much pain that he couldn't play well.
He hadn't done it on purpose during the last team battle. He had only been distracted by Xiao Mei's tragic state and had made a mistake in his positioning.
But now, looking at everyone's angry gazes and the disappointed looks on the faces of the audience, he suddenly felt that he was too much of a jerk.
He bit his lip and stood up. Hanging his head, he said, "Ancestor White Bones and Lonely Peerless are both here. Let's get someone else."
He didn't deserve to be in this club.
Because his heart for eSports was no longer pure.
Qiao Lian stared at him, wanting to say something. But just as she opened her mouth, she heard Shen Liangchuan say in a low voice, "You've lost a match and you're so useless?"
The Deputy Godfather was taken aback by his sarcastic remark and looked up.
Shen Liangchuan stared at the computer screen and said, "You did make a big mistake in this match. I'll give you another chance. Do you dare to show your strength as a support?"
The Deputy Godfather's eyes reddened. "Mr. Shen, you —"
"In the team, I'm only the captain, not some Mr. Shen."
Shen Liangchuan stood up and said, "Go to the restroom and prepare for the next match!"
The Deputy Godfather clenched his fists and nodded, as though inspired by something.
His teammates trusted him so much, how could he be so hesitant?!
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The team's intermission was to go to the restroom.
The five of them walked backstage together.
As they walked backstage, they saw SX Team's King standing there with his team. It looked like they had been waiting for them.
Qiao Lian paused and turned to look at Shen Liangchuan. She saw that he was frowning and acting as though nothing had happened, he walked up to them as though he hadn't seen anything.
King smiled. His smile was still as shy as ever, looking like he was harmless.
The Deputy Godfather's pupils shrank back at once when he saw King and he stopped in his tracks.
King's dealings with him had been done in private. He looked nervously at Shen Liangchuan and then at Qiao Lian. Finally, his gaze fell on Su Penghao and The Godfather.
Both Su Penghao and The Godfather were people who couldn't tolerate a grain of sand in their eyes.
If they knew the reason why he lost the first round, then they would definitely laugh at him, alienate him, and gradually distance themselves from him.
That was what King had in mind.
He followed his teammates nervously, hoping that King would not say anything.
As long as he finished these two rounds and won this competition, he would confess to them when he returned to the club. Whether he lived or died, he would be at their disposal.
But not now, not at this moment where they needed to trust each other without any barriers …
The Deputy Godfather clenched his fists tightly as he followed the members of the battle team, moving forward step by step.
When they finally arrived in front of King, King did not say a word. The Deputy Godfather heaved a sigh of relief.
But just as they passed by them, King suddenly said, "Hello."
After speaking in broken Mandarin, he smiled and said, "Shen, say something?"
They halted in their tracks.
Immediately, Shen Liangchuan turned around and said, "I don't think there's anything to say to you."
After the translator translated, King panicked. He curled his lips and suddenly pointed at The Deputy Godfather, mumbling a string of words in Korean.
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