FOG [e-sport]

Chapter 99

Chapter 99:

A good start to the best of five game was very important. Now that they’ve won the first round, the expressions of everyone in Free’s lounge backstage were a little more relaxed than before the game; especially Zhou Huo. He no longer stared fixedly at the live broadcast screen. He could now be distracted enough to urge the artist to hurry up with those posters for the official announcement; one for if they win and one for if they lose. He was also urging the copywriter to come out with two editions of official announcement for later use.

“I didn’t expect them to play so fast.” Zhou Huo asked doubtfully while contacting the copywriter, “Didn’t you plan before to hold back a bit for now? What’s the matter now? You decided not to hide anything anymore? They’re already going all out in the first game?”

Old Qiao wiped his sweat and shook his head, “It’s precisely because they didn’t want to expose everything they’ve got that they played so fast.”

They didn’t want to expose too much in the domestic competition but at the same time, they didn’t want to lose. They also didn’t want it to interfere with the upcoming World Championships. It was truly difficult to find a balance in this. All of Free’s tactical arrangements were jointly decided by the coaching staff and the data analysis team. It was not an exaggeration to say that making all the arrangements for the playoffs was like walking on a tightrope. As the head of the coaching staff, Old Qiao was under the most pressure. He sweated layer after layer while watching the game just now. Old Qiao had folded tissues in his hand for later use. “Planning something and executing something are two entirely different things. The longer we drag it out, the more we expose. How many teams at home and abroad are staring at us now? How can we dare to be like Saint, just laying everything for every match? We have to look towards the future.”

Zhou Huo took a bottle of mineral water to Old Qiao: “Relax. They don’t even seem like they’re under as big a pressure as you are.”

“There’s not such thing as big or small pressure. We’re all under the same f*cking amount of pressure.” Old Qiao drank a few sips of water and stared at the broadcast screen, “It just depends on who’s more big-hearted and can resist the pressure. All of our players are fine. Let’s look at NSN in the next game. Wawa was slightly targeted during the previous game. I don’t know if he’ll be affected in the next game.”

While they were conversing, the second game began.

“Although I’m a bit embarrassed to say it,” Chen Huo rubbed his hands while waiting for the countdown, he said, “Wawa and I also have CP fans and there’s ever quite a lot of them. If we target him in this round too, I think the fans will come and scold me for being inhuman…Sigh. Why, oh why? When it’s clearly you guys’ idea to target him. There’s a big chance I’m the one who’s going to be made to carry this pot.”

“Wake up, would you? Shi Luo and Wawa’s ship is obviously more popular.” Puppy leisurely poured cold water all over him. “And what does it matter? Isn’t our team the ‘the more you hate, the more you love’ type? Look at our Yu Shen. From the fans’ perspective, Yu Sui was absolutely abusive to Luo Luo back then, right? Other CP fans should feel that this is cute too.”

Shi Luo frowned. “Don’t be disgusting.”

At the end of the countdown, they set all jokes aside.

During the last round, they had been targeted from the beginning. This time, NSN hid in their side’s fog, refusing to take the lead in clearing up the poisonous fog. They were motionless, ready to spring an ambush on Free.