"Baili Shouyue? Are you playing the supporting position?" Zhou Mo immediately blurted out when he heard the hero He Yu answered.

"Well, although Baili Shofu Assistant is rare, it has not been around, especially in KPL, such as that year..."

"Okay, okay, don't need to quote the scriptures, we know." Gao Ge directly interrupted He Yu.

"What do you think senior sister?" He Yu looked at Gao Ge.

The hero Baili Shoouyi has indeed appeared in many positions. But if you want to refer to KPL, it is currently mostly in junglers, followed by the middle lane. Baili Shoouyi, which often appears in the side lane, is relatively rare in professional or high-end games with higher ranks. Obviously, after reaching a certain level, everyone's understanding of this hero is consistent. This is a shooter who needs flexible support, rather than a corner of development.

As for assisting Baili Shouyue, it really needs to be cited from classics. This kind of special usage is almost impossible for a well-trained professional team to use it in a normal game. He Yu did not refute Baili Shouyue to play support. Judging from his posture, he really wanted to go the ordinary path.

"Tell me first how you practiced?" Gao Ge was even more curious about this question at this time. After all, this is an unconventional usage. In the passerby, you choose Baili Shouyue to tell your teammates to play assists. It is possible to be scolded on the spot when you encounter a bad temper. And in the passerby, you don't have to ask for any cooperation or routines. Who has the experience of this alternative playing style?

"I can't bear to look back, I can't bear to look back." He Yu said repeatedly. It seems that the passers-by forced the support of the Baili guarding the promises in the bureau for a long time and was scolded a lot.

"How many stars have you lost?" Gao Ge asked. This is the best thing to do in competition. No matter how scattered you are, your bloody record is the one that best reflects the real effect.

"That's not, there are still a few stars! Otherwise, how dare I show it out?" When He Yu said this, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes. It seemed that Baili Assistant was wronged during this period, but there were also highlight moments.

"Okay, then let's have a game to see the effect of your Baili Assistant." Gao Ge acted decisively and didn't ask much. Didn't he know everything if he played a game?

"Just one game? How many more games can you do to conduct a comprehensive investigation, senior sister." He Yu said hurriedly.

"I know, I'll all go into the game." Gao Ge greeted, and another day of training began like this. After several rounds of investigation, He Yu's Baili Shouyue assist was recognized, and Lang 7 also began to practice some playing styles that the hero could perform after joining. Because there was only the final, everyone took more time to train this week, but Mo Xian was an exception. Even in the final, it did not disrupt his learning pace at all. Even on the last night before the game, he was going to visit a professor in a department and missed the training day.

The importance of the competition to Mo Xian is zero, which he expressed when he first joined Lang 7. From his usual attitude, everyone has no doubt that if this experiment was the next afternoon and collided with the final time, Mo Xian would give up the final without hesitation.

So everyone was not surprised that Mo Xian was absent from training, even the last important joint training before the final, so Zhu Jiayin just felt a little regretful that Mo Xian was not here.

"Mo Xian is not here, let's practice more routines of the cooperation between the three of us today." Gao Ge said.

He Yu and Zhu Jiayin nodded. The three people Gao Ge mentioned refer to are the three of them. The linkage between Nakano Suk is said to be the most common rhythm mode in the current game.

So the training was still going on, and Zhao Jinran reluctantly defeated Mo Xian's Que. This guy is now addicted to the match of bronze trumpets and has no intention of changing the gameplay. He asked Zhou Mo less and less. First, he is indeed more skilled, and secondly, his level is indeed quite easy to fight the game he often plays, and often kills all sides.

But when he followed the high-level game between the large army, Zhao Jinran suddenly revealed his true colors. Especially his mentality was still unrestrained. He was holding the bronze game and sweeping thousands of troops. How could he say miserable in the bottom lane? Basically, it would collapse in two or three minutes at the beginning, and the game experience was extremely poor, allowing Zhao Jinran to quickly surpass Zhu Jiayin and become the person who most hoped that Mo Xian would come back quickly.

But Mo Xian had already agreed to not come again today, so after playing five games, Zhao Jinran, who looked like a rusty face, refused to play together, and quickly changed his trumpet to match the bronze to find confidence. His cheerful smile quickly returned to Zhao Jinran's face, but the other four had to match him, but they also had to match him. As a result, they had a passerby in the bottom lane, and the situation was much better than that of Zhao Jinran's teammate. The four of them were kind-hearted, so they didn't use this to stimulate Zhao Jinran.

Mo Xian was absent on this day, so he didn't make any further extensions. There was nothing new about the final next day. Gao Ge and Zhou Mo had already introduced the situation of the suger team. During this period, Suger and others were not on the scene, so there was no new information. What kind of tactical lineup will Suger use tomorrow can only be guessed by understanding it on weekdays.

This is the situation, but after the final game that was agreed upon, no one left immediately. Everyone's movements became very slow. Zhou Mo's schoolbag seemed to be too exhausted. Gao Ge seemed to be very tired and poured a glass of water and drank slowly. Zhu Jiayin held her phone, as if she wanted to handle something before leaving...

He Yu was very pleased to see the few people like this. He finally knew that he was not the only one facing the final. Especially Gao Ge and Zhou Mo, they were serious about the game, so they were cold eyes from the king circle in the school. They were watched by everyone and were always waiting to see them jokes. And they had been making trouble for such jokes for two years. They never gave up. At the beginning of the new semester, they were actively looking for teammates. Then they had He Yu, Mo Xian, and Zhu Jiayin...

The first time they had reliable teammates around them, their Wave 7 was no longer a joke for the first time, and they reached the finals with dignified grace.

That's right, this is just an inter-school league, but everyone's efforts for this are real, and the hardships and sorrows experienced from it are real.

He Yu couldn't fully understand the feelings of the two. He thought this was probably the same as his brother's depression that had always been unsuccessful in the professional circle!

And this semester, they are not going to be the last shot, so the mood of these two people at this moment is probably much more complicated than that of He Yu and Zhu Jiayin.

Just now, Zhu Jiayin had finished fiddling with her cell phone and got up with her bag. But Gao Ge was still drinking water, and Zhou Mo was still packing her schoolbag.

"That..." He Yu spoke.

Everyone looked at him, Gao Ge who was concentrating on drinking water, and Zhou Mo's eyes turned especially quickly when he was packing his schoolbag.

"Go for a night?" He Yu said.
Chapter completed!