It was originally just a simple competition, but due to the overt and underhanded sarcasm of the players on both sides, coupled with the gambling factor, both sides ended up playing very fiercely, and it could almost be said that they were fighting with all their strength.
In the end, the game was locked at 2:1. Gao Lin and his team won a thrilling victory through a wave of team battles.
After losing the game, Esserson began to use various reasons to get rid of the invitation to dinner. For example, his keyboard was not easy to use, his mouse was not working well, the Internet speed was a bit slow, and the chair was not comfortable to sit on... However, everyone in Gao Lin After being pulled hard, he finally had no choice but to invite Gao Lin and others to have lunch outside.
After having a playful lunch with the American team, Gao Lin and others went back to the hotel to rest. At about 1:30 pm, the competition staff came over to inform them to enter the venue.
The semi-finals promotion match is the same as the quarter-finals promotion match. Both sides only play one game a day and continue until the final promotion.
Everyone walked down the hotel lobby, and many domestic and foreign media were waiting outside the door. As soon as they walked out, reporters gathered around them and wanted to interview and ask questions, but they were all rejected by Lu Hai and Yang Zhenxing.
After walking through the side door of the Royal Albert Hall and heading towards the backstage, Gao Lin found that the players from the Russian team were already waiting there.
"Max, you're finally here. I thought you were afraid of us." Seeing Gao Lin and others approaching, Kirilenko joked in English with a smile.
"Are you tigers?" Xiao Zifeng replied with a smile.
"No, we are more powerful people than tigers." Kirilenko raised his hand to show off his muscles and said, "See, this is what we are proud of."
"You are so skinny, stop bragging here." Xiao Zifeng smiled and punched him.
Standing nearby, everyone in Gao Lin also laughed.
The two sides joked with each other for a while, and then the referee asked them to sideline.
After drawing the blue square, Gao Lin and the others walked towards the contestant area on the left side of the stage.
Looking at the auditorium, Gao Lin found that both the upper and lower floors of the concert hall were full, including many Asian audience members with black hair and yellow skin.
"Good afternoon, audience friends. This is the live broadcast of the Royal Albert Hall All-Star Competition. I am Zeng Wenfeng." Zeng Wenfeng said to the live broadcast camera on the domestic commentary stage.
"I am Zhang Xiaoting."
"I am Lu Hai."
"I have a negative IQ."
Zhang Xiaoting and the other three followed closely.
"It's an honor that we invited Mr. Lu as a guest in this competition." Zeng Wenfeng looked at Lu Haidao with a smile.
"Yes." Zhang Xiaoting nodded and smiled, "Jiao Lu is not only the head coach of our domestic Huayi Star, but also one of the two leading coaches of our Chinese team in this All-Star Competition."
"I think everyone knows about Lu Jiao's glorious deeds, so we don't need to introduce them cumbersomely," said Negative IQ.
Lu Hai also smiled after hearing the three people's words.
"Professor Lu, before the game, our domestic Internet has been saying that there is an inside story on this schedule. What do you think about this?" It is rare to invite Lu Haihai as a guest on the stage. Naturally, Zeng Wenfeng will not waste this opportunity easily, so he first asked A hotly debated topic in the country right now.
"This is nothing." Lu Hai said with a smile, "This schedule is all drawn by us through drawing lots. It is completely fair and impartial, and there is no inside story."
"Coach Lu, do you think it will be good or bad for our Chinese team to play against the Russian team?" Zhang Xiaoting asked.
"I dare not say whether it is good or not, but what we know is that the Russian team is a very strong team. It is no exaggeration to say that they are the most popular team to win this All-Star Competition, no matter which team It will be very dangerous for the team to encounter them." Lu Hai said.
"So, our Chinese team is in a worrying situation." Negative IQ asked.
"There are some disadvantages, but they are worrisome..." Lu Hai shook his head and smiled, "I don't think I can say it."
"The Russian team is indeed very strong, but let me be arrogant and say that our team is not much worse than them."
"The Russian team is strong because of their individual strength. Julilanko, Viboy, Nicho1as, and Ollies are all famous players in Europe and even the world."
"However, a player's strong individual strength can sometimes become a team's weakness. We all know that the final test of the game is the team's ability to cooperate, not the player's personal strength."
"Coach Lu, are you saying that the Russian team has problems with teamwork?" Zeng Wenfeng asked.
"No, I think our team is slightly better than the Russian team in terms of teamwork ability," Lu Hai said.
"Why are you so sure, Mr. Lu?" Negative IQ asked with a smile.
"If I tell you that this is my self-confidence, would you believe it?" Lu Hai tilted his head and looked at Negative IQ.
"Believe it, how can you not believe it? You must believe it." Negative IQ said.
A few people laughed and discussed for a while, and then heard a wave of fanatical whistles and shouts from the audience. Zeng Wenfeng looked towards the screen: "The one who appears in the camera now is Julilanko of the Russian team, who is also the current star of "League of Legends". The king of mid laners, his ice bird has become the pride of countless fans and the nightmare of many players."
"Kirilenko said hello to the audience," Zhang Xiaoting said.
"I feel like after Julilanko cut off his flowing blond hair, he is no longer as domineering as before." Negative IQ said with a smile.
"Although it's not as domineering as before, it looks fresher and fresher." Lu Hai said with a smile.
"This reminds me of Fengshen. He used to have long flowing hair, but unfortunately he doesn't have long hair anymore," Zeng Wenfeng said.
"Lu Jiao, it's not like you are the one who activated your privileges and refused to give me the wind god's hair." Zhang Xiaoting tilted her head to look at Lu Hai, and teased with a smile.
"Ahem." Lu Hai raised his hand and coughed, then said, "A handsome 17- or 8-year-old guy like me, do you think he will be a rigid person?"
"17,8 years old."
"puff."
"Hehehe."
"What's your reaction? I don't look like a young man." Seeing Zeng Wenfeng and the others laughing, Lu Hai said with a straight face.
"Similar, very similar." Zhang Xiaoting pursed her lips and nodded with a smile, "Jiao Lu, you are exactly like a young man in his 40s."
After hearing this, Zeng Wenfeng and the two laughed again.
"Mosaic, director, speed up the mosaic for them, how unbecoming it is to laugh so unbridled on the commentary stage." Lu Hai pointed at Zeng Wenfeng, raised his head and said sternly to the domestic director in front.
