Chapter 66: Good Friday for Chinese and Foreign Journalists
After that, the press conference of the Chinese team was lackluster. Ye Xiu insisted on growing into a potato on the sofa. After all, Yu Wenzhou couldn't really pick him up and throw him out, so he had to take Zhou Zekai and Huang Shaotian out himself - the Chinese reporters were greatly disappointed.
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Facts have proved that Ye Xiu's decision was very prescient. When Yu Wenzhou was the first to come out of the passage, the flash lights outside shone brightly, and the effect was almost like a flash bomb placed close to the face. Fortunately, Yu Wenzhou used his hand speed in time and raised his hand.
He covered his face with his hands to avoid being half-blinded by the photo on the spot.
Ye Xiu did not appear, and most of the Chinese reporters were discouraged. Indeed, questions such as "How do you feel about playing One Autumn Leaf again after two and a half years?" It is difficult to ask questions when the owner is not around.
Yu Wenzhou. It's okay to ask Huang Shaotian, but only God knows what answer he will get.
"...So, are skill points really just viewed on the spot?"
This question caused a chuckle in the lounge. On the screen, Yu Wenzhou turned to the left and looked at Huang Shaotian on the side. The captain of the national team, who always showed a gentle and dignified image, momentarily curved his lips, showing a hint of mischief.
Such a smile.
"Yes, we can all testify - when I first loaded the character, One Autumn Leaf stood at the refresh point for almost a minute, definitely looking at the skill points."
"Maybe you can even look at the keys." Huang Shaotian quickly followed up.
"You can fight like this?!" The Russian reporter blurted out this time, and he was obviously not willing to accept that his team had lost the game. The retroflexion was easy to distinguish the nationality. Now look at the skill points, now look at the key positions, and you can still
I made a decisive move that made the Russian captain - Russia's strongest battle mage - praised. Are you kidding me?
Next to him, a group of European reporters with high noses and deep eyes nodded in agreement.
At this time, the reporters were clearly divided into two groups. Before Yu Wenzhou could answer, the Chinese reporters below all looked sideways. More than one reporter rushed to answer:
"Of course, that's Ye Xiu!"
European reporter: “…”
Please can you please explain it in detail? It would be too unfriendly to reporters to just throw away the matter with such a sentence...
Yu Wenzhou sat there and smiled silently, obviously not prepared to answer. The reporter hesitated for a while and consciously changed the question:
"So it is true that as our captain said, your country's tactics for this game were temporarily agreed upon before going on the field?"
Yu Wenzhou smiled again. Judging from the screen in the lounge, his smile was shallow but very cheerful, as if he was being asked what he was proud of. He shook his head while laughing:
"That's not true. To be precise - it's when the character is loaded and the first sentence is spoken."
"Uh... But, doesn't it mean that skill points really need to be looked at?"
"You really need to see it."
Yu Wenzhou nodded with a smile. That smile clearly said that he could fight like this even if he only needs to temporarily adjust his skill points. If you give him enough preparation time and targeted skill point adjustments, you can think about how powerful he can be.
In the lounge, a group of players whispered to each other:
"Look at Yu Wenzhou smiling like this..."
"It's really a heart..."
"Is it really okay to dig holes for people to jump in like this..."
"What's wrong, it's not us who jumped anyway..."
Unlike foreign reporters, there are some issues that only Chinese reporters would care about. After several foreign reporters, the E-Sports Home reporter finally broke out of the encirclement to grab the microphone, and the first question he asked hurriedly was:
:
"Excuse me, why did Ye Xiu not come to the press conference this time?"
"He," before Yu Wenzhou could answer, Huang Shaotian grabbed the microphone and answered hurriedly:
"I was so excited from playing just now that I got tired and fell asleep holding my account card."
"Ah ah ah, are you holding One Autumn Leaf?" The reporter was excited. He wanted to dig deeper into the content, but Yu Wenzhou had already stopped talking and followed leisurely:
"...You also believe Huang Shaotian's words."
"..."
"..."
Captain Yu, do you want to do this! Do you want to do this! Can't you give us some news? It's such a big deal for Ye Xiu to bring One Autumn Leaf to the stage, and we can forget about it if we can't interview him. Isn't it okay to ask insinuating words!
And, Huang Shaotian’s face when he was criticized in front of his face... Okay, we all know that Yu Wenzhou is your own captain, okay?
The reporters who hit the wall one after another were unable to attack. After looking left and right, they made a tragic decision - they turned their attention to Zhou Zekai.
To be honest, after so many press conferences in a row, even foreign reporters, chatting and asking each other, have a rough idea of Zhou Zekai's style, and it's easy not to tease him. Anyway, Zhou Zekai will definitely sit upright as long as he attends the press conference.
Smile beautifully and everyone is happy to take photos.
However, today's explosive point was too great. Even a silent contestant like Zhou Zekai, who asked a question for a minute and then answered a single word, could not even touch it.
"Team Zhou, how do you evaluate Ye Xiu's performance in this game?"
"...Reporters nowadays are so annoying." In the lounge, Tang Hao whispered in Sun Xiang's ear. Sun Xiang's face darkened and he lowered his head in silence. On the TV screen, Zhou Zekai blinked and frowned.
, fell into difficult thoughts that everyone is familiar with...
"I bet 30 seconds."
"Just one minute."
"Maybe a minute and a half?"
The national team players were all making wild guesses. They were all masters, and their estimation of time was almost instinctive, and they didn’t even need to check the watch. After about a minute or so, Zhou Zekai’s handsome brows finally relaxed and he raised them seriously.
head:
"...very strong."
"How does it compare with Samsara's Sun Xiang?"
"..." There was another minute-long silence. After the translator dutifully turned over the reporter's questions, he had no choice but to stand there awkwardly, waiting to translate Zhou Zekai's few words: "... They are all very strong."
To be honest, even if the player is in a daze, the host wants to go up and grab the reporter's microphone. It's not good for you to ask who, but you have to ask Zhou Zekai, which is a waste of everyone's time? Is there a fixed time limit for reporters in a interview?
"Excuse me, Captain Yu, what is your biggest feeling about this game?"
“We had a great time chatting.”
"..."
Team Yu, that's not what we want to hear! What we want to hear is related to the game, okay... okay...
Okay, Team Yu, we know that because of your hand speed, you rarely chatted in the team channel before. When Blue Rain was struggling in Season 4, you were probably not in the mood to chat. After Season 4, for well-known reasons, dead people are no longer allowed to speak.
. So this is the first time that dead people can talk in a public channel. Have you finally had enough of talking...
"Ah, captain, I'm sorry! If I had known that you also liked to chat in public channels, I wouldn't have said so many words before!"
"The country is easy to change," Yu Wenzhou held the microphone with one hand and glanced at Huang Shaotian slowly: