Chapter 29
Watching the five DL players calmly take off their headphones and go off the court to rest, Lan Feng asked Qing Yi, "Interview, what was your biggest impression of this game?"
Qing Yi: "This Kalista is a demon."
Lan Feng: "Actually, everyone can see that our famous LPL 'little couple' both play with an aggressive style. They always adhere to the principle of never letting your opponent feel comfortable. Only in this way can they win the game with the greatest advantage. But there is a difference between aggressive and aggressive."
Qing Yi: "That's right, Wind's fighting style is steady yet fierce. You don't have to worry about him dying because he seems to have a good sense of proportion."
Lan Feng: "Hey, what are you talking about? Did Dazzling die once in the entire game? Don't be mean to our lovely little Daisy. She knows her limits... although I don't understand where those limits are."
Qing smiled and said, "That's the problem. He was so fierce that people thought he would die in the next second, but he just didn't die. Isn't that strange?"
Lan Feng: "That's so weird."
Qing Yi: "I don't understand."
Soon, the second game began.
W8 decided to change the line processing in the early stage.
However, before the draft was even over, Zhao Hui said, "With this lineup, they might need to switch lanes in three minutes. Be careful to gank them."
This breaks the design of W8...
W8 tried their best and finally managed to avoid being defeated in the game within 25 minutes.
The game ended in 28 minutes.
In the first game of the new season's spring season, DL swept W8, another top team, 2:0 with an extremely strong attitude.
This style of play had also appeared in the year DL won the championship, but after Vki retired, it was difficult for Wind to pull off this type of play alone. Qu Xing directly elevated this style to another level.
Brand new Dynasty Legend.
The moment their eyes met, Qu Xing, who was smiling and even slightly bent over when they bumped fists, looking so humble and cute, South was a little dazed.
This world is so fucking weird.
It is true that you can judge a person by his appearance but not by his heart.
In the end, there was no doubt that Qu Xing, who had 28 kills in two games, stayed to be interviewed.
In the live broadcast barrage, regardless of whether they are men or women, everyone is calling her husband.
【Husband, husband, husband】
How many restrictions were placed on him during his VIN period? [Horror]
Sorry, Wind, I have a new husband.
[Come on, buddy. Daixi is already Wind’s husband.]
Then the style of painting gradually turned towards mystery.
[The Wind God is Daisy's husband! ! No room for rebuttal!]
Brothers, I really want them to be together.
[Stop talking, I want to see them kiss]
[You two should get together soon, just for me]
【Ahhhhhhhhhhhh Fengshen is so handsome, Fengshen is 1! 】
【The big devil is 1 The big devil is 1】
[Don't tell me, if you don't look at her height, Daisy is more charming in terms of temperament.]
[Come on, Daisy was still calling Fengshen "brother" in his livestream last time]
Before the interview, the host made a small comment: "Today seems to be Dazzling's birthday?" She turned to Qu Xing and asked: "January 21st, am I remembering correctly?"
Qu Xing smiled and shook his head: "I'm not mistaken."
The host turned to the audience and said, "Let's all wish Dazzling a happy 19th birthday! Come on, 3, 2, 1—"
"Happy birthday!!!!!!"
Perhaps fueled by the excitement of having just won the match, the roar was even more intense than the screams they'd experienced on stage. It converged from all directions, practically blowing the roof off the massive arena. When the camera panned to Qu Xing, something flickered in his eyes, and then he smiled. The host promptly handed him the microphone.
"Thank you." Qu Xing said with a smile.
While Qu Xing was being interviewed, several people from DL discussed their surprise for the evening. When Qu Xing came down from the stage, several people quickly pretended to be indifferent. Only Ling Yin was too lazy to pretend, with a slight smile in his eyes.
Qu Xing saw Ling Yin like this during the interview—a glimmer in his eyes, gentle and calm. He almost wanted to pounce on him, throw his arms around his neck, drown in his gaze, or perhaps kiss him and disrupt the light in his eyes...
This desire was too strong. Qu Xing felt that if Ling Yin looked at him like this for another second, he would not be able to bear it. So he stepped forward and extended his hand.
Ling Yin's vision suddenly went dark: "What?"
Qu Xing covered her hand for just a few seconds before quickly withdrawing it. How could someone's eyelashes be so alluring?! Damn it! Damn it!
"What's wrong?" Ling Yin asked with a smile.
Seeing that he was covering his palm without saying anything, Ling Yin picked up his finger and took a look - there was nothing.
Qu Xing withdrew his hand and changed the subject: "Nothing, the weather is really nice today."
Ling Yin: “…”
There were many fans waiting outside the venue. It was already dark, and when they saw them come out, they shouted excitedly.
"Feng Shen!!! Feng Shen, can you give me an autograph?"
"Daisy!!!! Aa ...
He is the God of Wind and Daisy is him.
Qu Xing ran to the side and signed autographs for them one by one, then suddenly stopped.
He quickly signed, then raised his arm to slightly support his trembling hand, looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"
The fan withdrew his hand: "I... I'm too excited."
Perhaps because she was afraid that Qu Xing would leave soon, she spoke quickly: "I was watching your match last year. I thought you had given up, but then I saw today's match, and I... I just..." The girl's voice became tense, and she said loudly: "I think you are born to be a world champion. You will definitely win more than one world championship!"
Qu Xing didn't react much, just smiled at the fan and said softly, "Got it."
Before getting on the car, fans suddenly shouted in unison: "Happy Birthday to Xingxing!!!"
…
After returning to the base, Qu Xing disappeared. Perhaps he knew they were planning a surprise and deliberately gave up his place. Zhou seemed to be taking his little AD's birthday very seriously, especially since his comeback debut today had caused such a stir.
The cake was large and exquisite, the side dishes were ready, and the chef was ready to make a delicious meal. Balloons, gifts, lights, everything was in place.
Just waiting for the protagonist to appear.
Song Tianhua was not with the team today because of something else. When he saw this scene when he entered the door, he was shocked at first: "What are you doing?"
Le Anyi: "It's Xingxing's birthday."
Song Tianhua reacted for a second, then suddenly remembered something. His pupils first dilated, and then he stood still as if struck by lightning.
Le Anyi was confused by him.
Song Tianhua took a step back, quickly planning an escape route in his mind, and said, "That... Qu Xing."
Everyone in the room looked over.
Song Tianhua was sweating. "He told me yesterday that he'd take a day off tonight. He told me to tell you in advance..." He rolled his eyes at the well-furnished living room and became even more panicked. "No need... to prepare anything."
Everyone: “…”
Song Tianhua: "Fuck, I didn't expect I would forget it as soon as I turned around."
Zhou Siyi raised his arm and said, "Kids, come on!"
Song Tianhua wanted to run, but how could his reaction speed, at thirty-something, compare to that of a pro player in his early twenties, in the prime of his career? Le Anyi acted with lightning speed, anticipating Song Tianhua's escape route and securing him. The support followed suit, and the top laner then twisted and positioned himself behind Song Tianhua, like an impenetrable wall, blocking his path. The jungler hurried over to follow up with damage.
Mid laner...
The mid laner is ready to return to the city.
Zhou Si looked at Ling Yin's back, holding a small gift bag in his hand.
"Where are you going?"
Ling Yin's calm voice said, "Training."
"Alas." Zhou Si shook his head, admiring Song Tianhua's begging expression for a moment, "What's going on?"
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