"This situation is completely one-sided." Zhang Xiaoting said with a smile while looking at the big screen on the domestic commentary stage.
"If nothing else happens, our Chinese team will win this final game." Negative IQ said with a smile.
"As long as Soy Sauce Man and the others play steadily and don't make any major mistakes, winning this game is certain," Zeng Wenfeng said.
"If they win this game, they will win the All-Star Game championship with a record of 3:0," Zhang Xiaoting said.
"Yes." Negative IQ nodded, "If Soy Sauce Man and the others win, then this will be our first record of winning the All-Star Game in China."
"I think the championship trophy is already waving to them." Zeng Wenfeng said with a smile as he turned his head and looked at the shining golden trophy in the center of the stage.
"The five of them pushed together." Zhang Xiaoting looked up at the big screen and said.
"The four of us dare not guard the plane." Negative IQ said.
"In this case, the second tower on the road can be easily won again." Zeng Wenfeng said, and then looked at the economic data of both parties displayed at the top of the screen, "The economy of both parties has expanded to 13,000 yuan."
"It's very scary to lead the economy by 12,000 in 23 minutes," Zhang Xiaoting said.
"The outcome of both sides is a foregone conclusion. It depends on how many minutes the Korean team can drag out the game." Negative IQ said.
"I feel that our national team this year is too powerful and domineering. Starting from the knockout round of the All-Star Game, almost all the teams we met had their heads shaved." Zhang Xiaoting said with a smile.
"The main reason is that this year, Soy Sauce Man, a god of killing in the middle, appeared. No one in the teams that played against them could stop his superb pace." Zeng Wenfeng said.
"If he wins the final championship, I think no one will dare to question his title as the new mid laner king." Negative IQ said with a smile.
"Nothing to say, just based on these three games against Madeleine, I feel that Faye Wong is the best mid laner." Zhang Xiaoting said.
"We have a mid laner king in our country. Thinking about it, I feel very honored." Zeng Wenfeng smiled and looked at Gao Lin in the competition area.
"What do you honor, it's not you." Negative IQ tilted his head and said.
"So, you are the kind of person who has a low sense of national glory." Zeng Wenfeng rolled his eyes and said, "The soy sauce man has become the king of the mid lane. Isn't this something that every one of us should be proud of?"
"Pride is pride, pride is pride. This has nothing to do with glory. When it comes to glory, it is also the glory of soy sauce men." Negative IQ retorted.
"Teacher Zhang, please explain to him. His IQ is too low and it is difficult for me to communicate with him." Zeng Wenfeng pointed at the person with a negative IQ, tilted his head and said to Zhang Xiaoting.
"Male teacher, why don't I teach you such a hurtful person? With your IQ, you can't communicate with him. How can someone with a high IQ like me do it?" Zhang Xiaoting said with a smile.
"Cough." The domestic director in front coughed again, seeming to indicate that they shouldn't talk too much.
"Okay, stop talking, the director has an opinion." Zeng Wenfeng said with a smile.
After hearing what he said, the director immediately gave him the middle finger.
"Oh, you're looking for death. Do you think I can't do it?" Zeng Wenfeng quickly raised two middle fingers towards the director.
"Puch."
…
"The game has been going on for so long. Except for the first level team at the beginning, neither side has had a big team battle until now." Jim said on the American commentary desk while looking at the screen.
"There's nothing we can do about it. The Korean team is so disadvantaged that they don't dare to start a team at all," Alexander said.
"If they keep giving in like this, they are not far from failure." The middle-aged man with glasses said.
"With this gap, they will definitely lose." Jim said, "If you think of any fatal mistakes happening behind the Chinese team, I can say with certainty that this is impossible."
"After watching so many All-Star Game games, I feel that the Chinese team is the most stable team among all the teams. They will never relax their vigilance just because they have gained a huge advantage, just like a hungry cheetah. , will never give up a fatal attack on a sheep just because it is injured.”
"Yes." Alexander nodded, "The Chinese team's consistent playing style and style tend to be steady. They would rather drag out the game for a few minutes than make any rash moves. Just like now, if someone else Having gained such a big advantage, the Chinese team may risk pushing for high ground or grabbing the baron, but the Chinese team does not do this. They just wear you down bit by bit, first taking away your first tower, and then your Second Tower, when all your outer towers are taken down, they will consider pushing your high ground."
"When encountering such a team, there are usually only two solutions. One is to suppress them from the beginning, firmly control the rhythm of the game, and not give them any initiative. The other is to stick together as much as possible. Don't give them an advantage on the line," Jim said.
"It seems that the two sides are about to start a team fight." Seeing that the heroes of both sides were frequently depleted on the screen, Alexander said.
"I think the Korean team must start this wave of team battles. If they win, they can get a chance. If they lose, the game will be over." Jim said.
"They are looking for opportunities." said the middle-aged man with glasses.
"It depends on whether they can kill Fizz in seconds. If they can find a chance to kill Fizz in seconds, then they will win 60% of this team battle," Alexander said.
"Oh, Zyra has immobilized Jarvan and Sona." Jim immediately shouted when he saw the prince and Qin Nu being tied up by Zyra's skills.
"Come on, Fitz and the four of you are on board." Alexander shouted at the same time.
"Fitz unleashed his ultimate move at the feet of Jarvan and Sona." Jim explained quickly.
"Olav and Moon rushed towards Fizz."
"Fitz lunged at Jarvan and Sona."
"oh."
"Sona was defeated, Sona was immediately defeated by Fitz."
"Cookie and Diana focused their fire on Fitz."
"Fizz jumped over Jarvan's second company."
"Oscar."
"Fitz released Oscar."
"Jiawen was killed by Amumu's ultimate move."
"Vladimir rushed towards Diana and Kuchi."
"Cookie flew away."
"Diana couldn't get away, she was knocked away by Zyra's ultimate move."
"Ultimate move, Vladimir used the ultimate move on Diana."
"Diana wasn't enough to compete with Vladimir, she handed over Flash."
"Fitz, Fitz, he's recovered."
"Whoa whoa."
"Diana was dashed to death by Fitz Flash."
"Olav is dead too."
"Olav was killed by the policewoman and Zyra."
"Fitz jumped in front of Cookie and set him on fire."
"Cookie handed over Flash."
"Caitlyn locked onto Corki with her ultimate."
"A little blood, there is only a little blood left on Kuchi's body."
"oh."
"Dead."
"Cookie was killed by Fitz's ignition."
"Three kills, three kills, Fitz got the three kills," Jim roared at the top of his lungs. Jim banged the commentary table hard, making a loud bang, which made the young man in glasses sitting in the middle feel cold. Really trembled.
"Woo,."
"咻咻,."
"Ho ho,."
"Ouch,."
In the auditorium, there were cheers and shouts, and the huge sound seemed to lift the top of the Albert Concert Hall. Audiences at home and abroad stood up from their seats, applauded, or shouted. Dance wildly.
"Male teacher, if you can't shout, then stop shouting." On the domestic commentary stage, Zhang Xiaoting laughed when she saw Zeng Wenfeng holding the stage with one hand and shouting, but the sound behind him couldn't come out.
"Seeing him like this makes me feel terrible." Negative IQ said with a smile.
Realizing that he couldn't scream, Zeng Wenfeng pounded the countertop a few times, then put away his body for a moment, took a deep breath through his mouth, and then regained his composure a little, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something. But he couldn't make a sound.
"Cough, cough." Zeng Wenfeng pinched his throat and coughed twice before his vocal cords recovered.
"round and round……"
"The group is destroyed." Seeing that Zeng Wenfeng was hesitating and his tone was abnormal, Negative IQ immediately smiled and said, "Seeing that you are working so hard, let me help you."
"Every time I explain to you, it feels like there are a bunch of firecrackers hanging next to it, crackling and exploding at every turn." Zhang Xiaoting said to Zeng Wenfeng with a smile.
"So, now we are explaining with our lives." Negative IQ raised his head and smiled at the domestic cameras, "Shoes, you have to cherish it."
…
"It's over." On the Korean commentary stage, the handsome commentator muttered as he looked at the big screen with disappointment.
"There is no other way. The opponent's advantage is too great. Madeleine and the others simply can't unite." said the bald commentator.
"It's just that they broke all the way. They can't push down the base." Although his expression was very disappointed, there was still a glimmer of hope in Coach Jin's eyes.
"Once the top lane is broken, the middle and bottom lanes are no longer safe," said the bald commentator.
And while the three of them were talking, the screen suddenly turned to the Korean team's competition area, and Madeleine slammed the mouse on the table, stood up, and walked towards the entrance of the competition area.
"This is Madeleine." The bald commentator looked puzzled.
Coach Jin shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly.
…
"Gone, Madeleine is gone." On the American commentary stage, Jim looked at the big screen in surprise.
"Did they give up the game?" Alexander was also surprised.
"It should be." The middle-aged man with glasses said.
At the same time, as soon as they saw Madeleine leaving her seat on the screen, the domestic fans and audience immediately burst into joy.
"Surrendered, the Korean team surrendered.
"We won, we are champions."
"Aaaaaa, we are the champions, we are the champions,"
"We won, we won,."
The audience and fans roared crazily, or hugged each other excitedly with the compatriots around them, or danced like crazy, or roared with tears in their eyes...
"Champion, champion, we are the champion, we are the champion," Zeng Wenfeng also roared uncontrollably on the domestic commentary stage.
"Ouch," on the other side, Negative IQ clenched his fists with both hands, closed his eyes tightly, opened his mouth wide and howled exaggeratedly.
In the Chinese team's competition area, Gao Lin couldn't help but be startled when he saw his opponent Madelei's ID suddenly exiting the game. Soon, he saw the message that the four opponents had surrendered flashed on the screen. Only then did he realize that the opponent had admitted defeat.
"Oh." As soon as he saw the opponent surrendering, Zhang Zhou was the first to jump up from his seat. Without any explanation, he pounced on Xiao Zifeng next to him, shouting wildly, "We won, we won, we won." ,."
"Oh." Shi Xinshang was also excited and threw his arms towards Xiao Zifeng.
