"Surrendered, Soy Sauce Man and the others chose to surrender." Zeng Wenfeng looked at the big screen on the domestic commentary stage and said, "Congratulations to the Russian team for winning the first game."
"In this case, we will lose whether we surrender or not," Zhang Xiaoting said with regret.
"No matter what, this is only the first game, and our Chinese team still has a good chance." Negative IQ raised his head and said to the domestic live broadcast camera.
"Yes." Zeng Wenfeng nodded, "We have to believe that the soy sauce men will live up to our expectations of them, and that they have the ability to add a halo of glory to our country on the international stage."
"Coach Lu, do you have anything to say?" Zhang Xiaoting tilted her head and looked at Lu Hai. According to usual habits, they usually stop the live broadcast as soon as the game is over, but now Lu Hai, the national team coach, is sitting next to her.
Naturally, they need special care.
"I just want to say one thing." Lu Hai adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said to the live broadcast camera, "In competitions, there are winners and losers. No one knows what will happen until the last minute, so please, please
Everyone will wait and see.”
"Lu Jiao is still domineering." Negative IQ gave Lu Hai a thumbs up.
"Lu Jiao, please don't steal the spotlight like this. What are you doing to us, the real commentators?" Zeng Wenfeng also said in a very funny way.
…
In the middle of the auditorium, the little girl looked at the big screen camera, then quickly turned back and asked Han Weiwei next to her: "Aunt Weiwei, did my cousin lose?"
"Yes." Han Weiwei nodded lightly, and immediately looked at Gao Lin in the contestant area, but saw that there was no trace of frustration on his face, and the tense strings in his heart relaxed a little.
Seeing a look of disappointment on the little girl's beautiful little face, Han Weiwei said again: "I just lost the first game, there are still games to come."
Hearing this, the little girl's big eyes immediately flashed with a hint of hope: "Is it true?"
"Of course." Holding the little girl in her arms, Han Weiwei lowered her head and kissed her on the face, and said dotingly, "My cousin has already promised to get the championship trophy for Xiaoxiao, how could he lose so easily.
"
After hearing this, the little girl immediately beamed and smiled.
…
After losing the game, everyone felt a little depressed, lying on their sides on the edge of their chairs without saying anything.
Soon, the five players from the Russian team followed the referee and walked in. From left to right, they shook hands with Gao Lin one by one.
"You are just out of luck." When Kirilenko took the lead and shook hands with Xiao Zifeng, Xiao Zifeng said in English.
Kirilenko had a good relationship with Xiao Zifeng and knew Xiao Zifeng's character well. Naturally, Kirilenko knew that this was just a joke among friends, and immediately smiled and replied in English: "You know, I have always been a lucky person."
"Your luck will come to an end in the next game." Xiao Zifeng shook hands with Kirilenko and said again.
"I'm looking forward to it." Kirilenko winked and said, "I hope you won't disappoint me then."
Xiao Zifeng smiled and punched Kirilenko with his left hand.
Kirilenko pretended to take two steps back, pointed at Xiao Zifeng, turned around and said to the referee behind him: "Mr. referee, did you see it? Max hit someone, I want to complain to him."
Hearing his funny words, the four Russian team players in the back burst into laughter.
The referee also smiled, but didn't say anything. Everyone who has been in the e-sports circle knows the relationship between Kirilenko and Xiao Zifeng. It can be said that they are a pair of foreign friends, and they have a good relationship. no.
"Go away." Xiao Zifeng smiled and pushed Kirilenko again.
The two were having a bad time, and the live broadcast footage was firmly locked on them.
Soon, Kirilenko walked towards Gao Lin.
"You guy, you are so disrespectful to me. I still treat you as my friend." Kirilenko squeezed Gao Lin's right hand hard and said in English with some resentment.
"Why don't I give you face?" Gao Lin replied in English with a smile.
"Why didn't you let me torture you a few more times just now? Don't you know that others call me the King of Midlaners?" Kirilenko said with a stern look on his handsome face.
"I haven't read the newspaper recently, so I don't know much about you. Let's do it next time. Next time I will let you torture me and make you the most dazzling gorilla in the sky." Gao Lin said with a smile.
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"What are these guys talking about? Why are they so happy?" On the American commentary stage, it was discovered that the screen camera had been locked on Gao Lin and Kirilenko, and the players from both sides near them were smiling happily. Jim said smiled.
"What else can I say? These two guys must be teasing each other." Looking at the two Gao Lin on the big screen, Esserson couldn't help but have a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"I heard that Kirilenko has a good relationship with Lin." Alexander smiled.
"That's for sure, that guy Lin is a very easy person to get along with," Iserson said.
"It's hard to imagine that they were fighting so fiercely on the field before, but now they are talking like close friends." Jim smiled.
"Maybe this is what people say, opponents on the court and friends off the court." Alexander laughed.
"Okay, that's it for today's live broadcast. See you in the evening." Jim said when he saw the director in front of him making a stop signal.
"Tonight is the match between our national team led by Iserson and the South Korean team. I hope you don't miss it." Alexander then added.
"If you don't watch, we won't be friends anymore." Esserson pointed at the live broadcast camera as if he was evil.
"Hahaha."
…
After shaking hands with the Russian team players one by one, Gao Lin and others packed their things and followed Yang Zhenxing out.
From beginning to end, Yang Zhenxing did not reprimand them, but instead continued to comfort them.
Everyone walked out of the backstage direction, and Lu Hai also rushed over from the commentary desk.
In the backstage interview area, there were quite a few e-sports media.
When they saw them coming out, except for a few domestic reporters who came over to interview them, the other foreign reporters ignored them, as if they had not noticed them at all, sometimes whispering to each other, sometimes looking eagerly behind them.
Gao Lin is not used to this kind of situation. When you are prosperous, many people will cling to you like maggots. But when you are frustrated and in decline, those who used to cling to you like maggots will immediately It flies away from you like a tree falling down and the hozen scattering.
There is a saying: Humans are all very realistic animals, so it is not unusual for something like this to happen.
