National School Prince Is A Girl

685 Sixty-seventh Emperor League lost

failure?

Dimeng... lost?

The sound in the eSports venue is like something blocked.

Everyone stopped, their eyes straightened, and their expressions looked dazed.

Xue Yaoyao was just resurrected, and his fingers were still rushing forward.

But everything is too late.

As the font darkened a little bit.

Xue Yaoyao's heart is a little empty.

The handsome face of the teenager was still printed on the screen, and the broken hair on his forehead became a little wet because of the virtual sweat, so he covered his eyes.

With the exception of the thin lips and bridge of the nose, all expressions seemed to be covered under the silver hair.

However, people still cannot erase that scene from their minds.

Because teenagers have never looked like this.

The corners of his mouth no longer rose, the white cat was still nestled in his hand, and even the whole person looked a little dazed.

Dimeng... lost?

Still can't believe it.

Especially when I saw a teenager.

Every spade powder couldn't help but stretched out his hand and covered his lips.

Fear of crying.

They all remember the first time they fell in love with teenagers.

Some people are because of the first killer who was born in Zone C and never killed.

Some people were due to a live webcast, when the young sword was swept away and no one was within one meter.

There are also some people who look directly at the camera because of a video clip: "Justice may be late, but it will never be absent ..."

Now, such an indestructible person has lost.

Obviously work so hard.

Everyone can see the effort.

Someone has to make a summary speech for this game, the narrator cleared his voice: "The result of the game has come out, it is ..."

The members of the Imperial League team sitting on the chair can no longer hear the sounds around them. It seems that all of them have been acupunctured, so depressed and sad, it seems to penetrate into everyone's heart.

COCO's head dropped halfway, fingers clenched.

Not reconciled.

It's really unwilling.

This is not reconciled to fans.

"If Qin Shen is definitely not like this."

"The last of Spade Z was too risky."

"If he walked back then, he might have dragged on for a while."

"Anyway, I can't figure out why he should be the deputy captain."

"Enough, don't you see the big spades."

"He is not feeling well. He can not play."

"That's why I came to participate in the game when I was unwell, and it also affected our COCO and Lin Shen. I'm speechless."

Snapped!

Lin Feng pulled the seat.

Stand up straight.

Looking at some fans behind him.

"If there were no spades, we would not have been able to get to the present, the record was there, 12 kills, 1 death, 7 assists, and even in the end, he was alone, we were involved in him, not him we."

Lin Feng's words made some people not to come to Taiwan. They didn't think they were wrong.

"My Lin Shen has changed, so talking, but it will make us dislike."

Lin Feng copied the trousers pocket with one hand: "Anyway, love like it or not."

Those people still want to say something.

At this time, I saw that all the members of the imperial alliance team stood up, just standing behind Lin Feng.

There is nothing to lose.

Just a little bit.

No one can bully their team members.

Even if those people are fans.

They have to go back!