Song Ci guessed right. After Chu Rong sat down, he told everyone the result of the lottery.

Their home team drew the team of Genesis, while they drew the team of seven colors and flowers in Temple VII.

After hearing Chu Rong's words, the ten members of the home team looked at the opposite team with envy.

Seven color flowers, what a bargain.

Everyone knows that among the eight teams promoted in the 55-65 stage, the seven color flower is a soft persimmon that can no longer be obvious.

Draw a game with seven color flowers, which is equivalent to wheel empty.

This is not to despise the team of seven colored flowers, but that the team of seven colored flowers who made it to the top eight was promoted by cheating.

"What's the number of games?" Song Ci withdrew his envious eyes to the second team and asked.

Chu Rong shrugged and spread his hand: "the last one."

Chu Rong is about to give up ranking.

Every time it's the end. What can he do? He's desperate, too, okay?

Hearing Chu Rong's helpless words, Song Ci was silent for a second, then raised his hand and patted Chu Rong's shoulder for silent comfort.

Chu Rong couldn't cry or laugh.

In fact, he didn't feel much uncomfortable, just a little helpless.

I feel that I can't get rid of the luck in this last game.

Today's game is one-on-one.

Three stages, eight teams in each stage, one-on-one competition.

In addition to the normal twelve one-on-one games, there are three resurrection games.

The team that loses one-on-one in each stage will be given a chance. The four teams will compete once again, and the winning team will be revived. Then tomorrow, together with the other four winning teams, they will have the final championship

After that, the captains of the remaining two stages also came forward to draw opponents and games.

When all the teams have drawn, the game will begin.

Song Ci their team is the second and the last, so they don't have to hurry.

The first game was the match between Langji and the team called xiaoerlang, so after a distance, Song Ci can see that the two teams have begun to prepare for the game, checking game cards, keyboard, mouse and other external equipment.

Soon, the game began.

Watching the two teams go out, Song Ci glanced and continued to eat.

Chu Rong looked a little worried.

Although I always knew that Song Ci was delicious.

But Chu Rong was always worried about eating so much.

Wouldn't Song Ci think his stomach would be full?

Moreover, if you eat too much, will the restaurant be unable to eat later?

In that case, the restaurant arrangement should be cancelled?!

"What are you staring at me?!" Song Ci looked puzzled. Chu Rong looked at her and worried. If she didn't know that she didn't have anything, she might think she had a terminal disease.

"You've eaten a lot, can you support it?" Chu Rong asked softly while reaching out to touch Song Ci's stomach.

"Alas..." Song Ci was a little caught off guard, but he raised his right hand close to Chu Rong, so that Chu Rong could touch her stomach smoothly.

The second team opposite and the players of the eight home teams on the left: "

In other words, Captain and lieutenant, don't you look at the occasion when you show your love?

A single dog can't afford to hurt!

Song Ci asked Chu Rong to touch her stomach, and then said, "look, I don't support at all."

You can even eat such a big plate!

Chu Rong calmly withdrew his hand. In this way, the arrangement of the restaurant should continue.