Seeing that Qin Mo was looking at her, Fu Jiu immediately gave a wicked smile.
Then, I felt that my inflamed eyes were itchy, and I raised my hand to rub it.
Qin Mo took a step faster than the young man, and grabbed the other's wrist, with a handsome side face: "Don't touch it randomly, there are a lot of bacteria on your hands."
Fu Jiu felt that this kind of minor illness and disaster was more difficult to support than a broken arm.
Just put the broken arm back on.
Eye inflammation... it really takes time.
Feeling that the young man couldn't bear it, Qin Mo simply led the young man back to the hotel.
Such a posture stunned Manager Feng, who had just arrived in Tokyo.
He couldn't understand this situation.
However, the smartest thing about Manager Feng is not to ask questions that shouldn't be asked.
before the official battle.
With the return of Manager Feng, the Emperor League team, which has been depressed all afternoon, has some peace of mind.
the next day.
The snow has stopped and the sky is blue and beautiful.
The friendly match was at yesterday's training base.
Since it is a friendly match, of course the media will not be notified.
It's just that there are always some gossip people in Tokyo who know.
One or two reporters from the e-sports report came.
Of course, the focus of their interviews was Sakura and his ilk, not a team that didn't even make it to the top four in China.
"Actually, there is no suspense in this match at all." One of the reporters adjusted his camera, feeling somewhat bored: "The other party will definitely be suppressed by Sakura and his ilk so that they can't even move."
Another reporter also yawned: "You can't say that, this competition still has something to watch, such as Xiu Er's performance, the above said, let me write more."
After hearing what the two of them said, another Tokyo e-sports fan who came to watch the game shook his head in disapproval.
Today's reporters, ah, come here to talk nonsense without investigating clearly.
Although he is a native of Tokyo, his fans are not Sakura and his ilk.
It's Emperor Alliance Qin Mo!
Last year, the Imperial League did not enter the semi-finals, it was entirely because Qin Shen did not participate.
In this battle, it is not necessarily who wins and loses.
"They are coming!"
The two reporters suddenly regained their energy, and their eyes shook with excitement.
Crack, clap, a series of three consecutive shots at the Sakura team entering the arena.
Sakura's battle uniform is in line with Tokyo's local aesthetics. On the back of the pure white top, there are printed logos and blooming cherry blossoms.
The tallest one there is their captain Yamaguchi Motoichi. His height is not like playing e-sports but like playing basketball.
Immediately after was Xiu Er who was the most vocal, with a red cloth band on his forehead, which only appeared to be a murderous evil spirit with his handsome face.
As soon as people like Sakura came in.
The other people who came to watch the battle also stood up.
This e-sports venue is not big, but it can accommodate dozens of people.
There are still a lot of fans of Sakura and others, and all the seats on that side are full of spectators.
Relatively speaking, the auditorium opposite Sakurazhiliu was calm and desolate.
In Tokyo, it is not uncommon for people to fly from one city to another for their favorite e-sports players.
It can be seen that the opponent's strength is not very good.
Not even a diehard fan.
However, they don't know it.
The reason why there is no one here is because the Imperial League has always acted like this.
In the words of Manager Feng, they were charged by the second for every time Qin Shen showed his face.
How could anyone come in and watch the filming.
This is one point, and there is another point, which is also the most important...