There are no women in esports, friends!

Chapter 215.
The day and night that Anzai spent at Yan's house can be described as "dire water". On the left, Yan knocked on the table and frowned frequently at her operations; I have experienced what it means, if you don’t play e-sports well, you have to go back to do small public exams...

Regarding the last effort, only Jian Hao knew about it in OD, and even Yang Ruo knew nothing about it.After all, there is no certainty at the moment. If they fail, why give them hope in vain and then be disappointed.

When eating, An Zai poked a hole in the center of the rice with chopsticks, and buried the vegetable leaves deeply.

Yan raised his eyelids and squinted, with a half-smile: "Speak up if you have something to say, let's leave the food alone."

"Hey hey~" An Zai smiled playfully, "Master, how are you doing in OD these days..."

She had been away for several days, and she hadn't contacted anyone except for a farewell message.I don't know if it was an order or a fit of anger, and no one contacted her.

Anzai wants to know the situation of OD most at this moment, from groups to individuals.

"OD?" YAN didn't seem to understand the meaning: "It's time to eat, it's time to train, what can I do? Or, what do you expect them to do?"

An pouted again, and continued to dig deep into the rice to fill in the vegetables...

Seeing this, Long Ling let out a "tsk", and Yan immediately changed his tone:
"Don't worry, with Yang Ruo here, you can still hold on."

OD first lost his main force at the critical moment when his momentum was at his peak and his fighting spirit was highest, and then he lost two important games. The emotions of his teammates made An worry again, but Yan's consolation made her feel relieved.

But Long Ling is a magical creature that says "You fuck with me, I'm not happy, but I'm happy but I can't help but want to fuck her" magical creature, as soon as An Zai got a little more steadfast, she couldn't help adding fuel to the flames.

"Yeah, you can hold on! Apart from moaning and sighing every day, the team members just put on a dead face and encouraged themselves to train themselves to death, or they shed tears while training... Hey... My heart hurts... The worst thing to say is Xiaopeng, he was finally transferred to the first team to play in the LPL, and he was a good seed if he played steadily, but he was put on the field at a critical moment, and now his mentality is about to collapse... Poor..."

When Long Ling said something, An Zai lowered her head an inch, and when she finished speaking, An Zai's face was about to be sold out with Qingcai.

"Blame me..."

"Of course it's your fault! So, you have to pay them back a ticket to the World Championship!"

"Um…"

An Zai actually has no confidence.The opponent they faced in the last battle was the BOS, the team of Porridge One and Fat Boy. If there was a team in the league that made An feel at a loss, it must be the BOS.

"The most difficult thing here is Ji Canghai. Xiao Ji is such a beautiful e-sports male model. He has been so emaciated these past two days. Everyone says he is killing the carry team. In my opinion. , he is obviously taking the hairline carry!"

Ji Canghai...

An Zai felt another pain in her heart. It's not that she can't feel some things, it's just that it's hard to face...

Long Ling observed An Zai's expression, and was about to blurt out some words, but was swept back by Yan's wink.

"Wait for me." An Zai was far away from the double building, gritting her teeth silently.

game day. The future of OD, the future of Anzai, is on the verge of failure, and we only look at today.

Wake up early in the morning.Looking at the team uniforms that had been prepared by the bedside, An Zai had mixed feelings. Unexpectedly, there would be a day when the uniforms would be approved again.

After carefully checking the keyboard and mouse, winding the data cables neatly, Anzai, who was silently doing all the preparations, felt a solemn sense of ritual.

(End of this chapter)