No. 811, Go Find Z After the Game Ends

Of course there are replays.

What people didn't expect was that.

Even with Spades.

The team member who played the whole game was still Qin Mo.

But it's not surprising, after all, there was a 22 in one of the games, Qin Shen asked Feng Baobao to watch from the side, and he picked the opponent three times.

In fact, Feng Baobao didn't want to watch, but he really couldn't catch up with the captain's speed, so he just pushed the tower.

In the end, he broke the city.

In this way, Qin Mo's number of kills was higher than that of Spades.

Of course, the evaluation of team members is not just these.

There are other contributions.

The audience also noticed that even if the number of kills was the same.

There are differences in other aspects between these two people.

When Qin Shen killed people, he also pushed down one or two of the opponent's city defense towers, and the output data was not the same.

Seeing that string of data.

Even the people in the professional team can only think of admiration.

But there is one person who is not completely.

He was also sitting in the audience, but unlike when he was doing variety shows, he was not wearing a combat uniform this time. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his raised nose bridge and a black mask underneath.

"The e-sports circle is really different now, haha."

He laughed lightly.

The person sitting next to him heard it.

"Why? Are you still reluctant to leave?"

Although the man came to watch e-sports, he was holding a book that only criminologists would read. When his long black hair swept across his light red nails, he asked with a sidelong glance.

The light blocked the man's face, and he couldn't see what he looked like.

Rao Rong pushed his glasses, the lens reflected: "How could it be, why did I come back this time, you don't know very well, everything is just for revenge."

"Of course I know, but I really can't get interested in such a game." The man closed the book: "Why does he like to play this kind of game that doesn't match his identity at all? He should have withdrawn from playing games earlier, what do you think?"

Rao Rong tilted his head: "According to Qin Mo's personality, he should have forgotten you a long time ago."

"No, you don't know him as well as I do. It should be said that no one knows him as well as I do now." The man held his face with both hands. His eyes were obviously smiling, but people felt uncomfortable no matter how they looked at them. It clearly brought out a sweet breath.

Rao Rong didn't say anything else.

Because there was a little bit.

He couldn't say it, but he had to admit it.

When he saw Qin Mo controlling the game character to lower and sweep, his blood still moved.

It was just that moment, and it disappeared soon.

E-sports.

Shouting with passion.

It's just an existence that will abandon the team members after they are no longer useful.

Rao Rong looked at his hands, and the light and shadow that could not be illuminated blurred all his expressions.

According to convention, the captain or vice-captain of the winning team must accept an interview.

It was impossible to get Qin Shen to accept an interview.

The media simply went directly to Bo Jiu, a handsome and long-legged boy.

The host led Bo Jiu to a relatively quiet place.

On the other side, the team members began to officially leave.

But at this time.

On the far left of the audience, I don’t know which male fan suddenly shouted excitedly: "Watanabe, Watanabe God?!"

Watanabe, who was wearing a hat and wanted to leave, shook his head in his heart!

His first reaction was to go to see their vice-captain.

But at this time, he found that the person who was originally sitting there was gone!