Chapter 967

It's standard 7:30.

Qingchuan pavilion has already left the dock.

The Yangtze River is calm, but it may rain. The wind on my face is a little wet, and the air is a little stuffy.

Of course, whether it's going to be windy or rainy later, it won't affect the players who are isolated in the competition room.

This section of the Yangtze River is very wide, and the current is relatively calm. Generally, there are few big waves. Although qingchuange is only a three story sightseeing boat, it only travels along a route which is not more than 800 meters away from the shore at an extremely slow speed. People sitting on it will not feel too much.

It's not quite dark yet, but all the lights are on.

The golden light is projected on the sparkling water, and the people in it feel like they are wrapped in a golden halo

Although it was not the first time Chen Yao came to the Qingchuan Pavilion, it seemed that every vibration would not decrease.

When the light comes on.

The audience, which was arranged in round tables, immediately stood up and all the lights on the hands of the audience were waved.

A sea of authoritarian flowers.

With round tables as the center, like golden flowers blooming in the night.

Every time the Qingchuan pavilion's competition was broadcast live, it had to send out aerial cameras. The trouble was that it was a little bit troublesome, but the autocratic flower sea was really powerful at the moment of opening.

"Welcome to the second week of life and death sniper a league match. We are here to bring you the Qingchuan Pavilion, where the dictatorial team is playing against Sansheng team at home." A girl with a sweet voice said, "I'm the live commentator today, Yin Ying."

There are several famous commentaries about A-League. If you count the qualifications, Yin Ying should be the latest one to enter the industry, but now her popularity has gradually surpassed Tan Dan's.

And another explanation, no one has heard.

He looks younger than Yin Ying. He wears black rimmed glasses. His black suit seems to be half a size bigger, which makes him smaller. He pushes his glasses and says, "Hello, everyone. I'm Yang Jingzhe, today's trainee commentator."

"I..." Yang Lin almost bit his tongue.

"Ready to go." Chen Yao did not give him too much time.

On the other side of the commentary booth, they are already explaining the information on the big screen.

The starting lineup of the two teams has been listed on the big screen.

……

[Sansheng team]

min Nancheng, Sansheng. Inspur. Old man of Nancheng. ()

Wang Guyi, Sansheng Inspur.GoodLuck . ()

Kong Qian, Sansheng. Inspur. Kong Buxiang. ()

Wen Lang, Sansheng, Inspur. ()

to Ze Shen, Sansheng. Inspur. To shallow and deep. ()

[authoritarian team]

Chen Yao, authoritarian.ireader.spark. ()

Yang Lin, dictator. Ireader. Mu Xiu, Yu Lin. ()

Lu Er, dictatorial. Ireader. Erhai Chaosheng. ()

Huo Xiaoyi, dictatorial. Ireader. Xiaoyi who doesn't laugh. ()

Ye Hongying, dictatorial. Ireader. Xiaoye. （）

……

As soon as the two teams come out, there won't be too many slots.

Yang Jingzhe, the on-site internship commentator, couldn't find a breakthrough point.

Yin Ying's voice has been slowly spread all over the Qingchuan Pavilion: "the first lineup of the dictatorial team is not a fully elected team."

"Yes, and very coincidentally The Sansheng team is not either. " Yang Jingzhe went to the A-level League to do an internship commentary. It was just the second game, and he met a team that was not the right choice for both sides.

Sansheng team's main choice is a full professional nine section lineup.

So, Chen Yao, when they saw the starting list, they were also a bit surprised.

"No, it's not a coincidence," Yin yingtiantian's voice lightly interrupted Yang Jingzhe. "It shows that both sides don't have a need to win the Dao competition."

"Oh..." Yang Jingzhe immediately nodded, "last week's game, the Sansheng team's substitute No. 1 position min Nancheng, was full of a map, and this game he directly replaced sun Junfeng, who was in the ninth stage of his career. Will there be any other intention?"

"Well. We have just said I think the intention of Sansheng team is not to expose too much tactical thinking in the fight

"All right." Although Yang Jingzhe felt that this way of interpretation seemed too shallow, time was running out, "let's give the camera to the director's room..."

Camera switch.

The big map is spinning.

Ding.

Random map determination.

In a desolate sound of music, five letters hit on the screen - Aztec."Aztec, this map is really rare," Yang Jingzhe said. "Last time I saw this map in A-League..."

He was going to talk with Yin Ying.

This is the routine cooperation in the training manual, but I don't know why, the other side didn't take it on.

Yang Jingzhe had no choice but to quickly connect himself: "it's already the competition between Empire and yanbofu two years ago."

"Well, yes, it was a very good game." Yin Ying then said, "OK, let's go back to today's game..."

The competition between the dictatorship team and Sansheng team begins.

……

Aztec's game is longer than everyone imagined.

Wang Guyi, who has been wildly rumored by various media that "Sansheng is demoted, and there is no master of knife fighting in the A-level League", has not shown how powerful he is in knife fighting at Aztec.

Chen Yao's spark has hit him several times, but he seems to be playing Tai Chi. He almost only defends but does not attack. Finally, he is killed by spark and Yang Lin.

On such a map, it took more than two minutes for a knife fight.

Finally, Huo Xiaoyi two daggers in a row, killed the Sansheng team's No. 4 and No. 5 position, helped the dictatorial team win the fight.

At this time, spark and Erhai tide are still alive.

"It looks easy." Yang Jingzhe said.

"Sansheng team's competition, at the beginning, it seems that the easier you win him, the more you will fall behind." Yin Ying said with a smile, "I heard that the training of Sansheng regiment is supposed to be all Shu Road."

The atmosphere at home is really different.

When the authoritarian team won the fight, there were bursts of warm applause and cheers, and the scene screamed Or more should be considered strange, not glass can stop.

The selection sequence has been shown on the large screen.

The dictatorship has priority.

"But Why don't I feel like winning at all? " Yang Lin thought it was his problem, "didn't I enter the state?"

"Neither do I." After a round of fighting, Chen Yao felt as if it was supposed to be a boxing fight, but he didn't even sweat a drop. He was not used to it.