Chapter 1244 One Thousand Two Hundred and Fifty-Four Blood Boiling, We Are All Waiting For You, Young Man Becomes King
At the bottom, there is a line of words: "Once you, called Bey, like to be the little tail of the master, and your playing style is so fierce that all the reserve players abroad don't want to fight against you." Now you, called Mobei to the south, have an angular mang, and you can hold up the battlefield alone, it's not that you have the look we like, but no matter what it looks like, as long as that person is you, we like it. ”
Then the video switched to the base of the Imperial League, and I saw a small figure on the training seat, practicing skills, failing once, shaking his hand again, and re-controlling the character to stand up, so that she didn't even notice the master who gave her the video.
The lyrics are singing: "Once alone, closed the door, the lights are bright in the early morning, you have to be diligent enough to not be like a speck of dust." ”
"The shoulders are a little heavy, there are doubts, and there are too many ridicules, isn't it the process before the coronation."
Bang!
The picture changes.
The signature on the wall in Milan is displayed on the screen.
As long as you watch the professional league, there is no one who does not know this game.
That year, the word Huaxia shocked the entire e-sports arena.
Winning the championship to the limit, the red flag flew, and a figure jumped down: "Apprentice, are you happy?" ”
"Hmm." The small back is raised with its head raised.
The figure hooked his lips: "Then laugh one." ”
The little back is trying to laugh.
Zhao San was holding the trophy happily: "Come on, North, don't pay attention to the scoundrel of Little Spades, do you see it, the fat man will carry the trophy back for you!" ”
"I'm going to carry it back in the future." The little back was expressionless.
Zhao Sanpang: "What? ”
"I'm going to come back with a trophy in the future." The little back turned his head and repeated, very seriously: "Carry it back to my master." ”
In the video, you can also see Zhao Sanpang's speechless expression, this master controls, there is no fooling!
At the end, there was a chuckle from the figure: "Then I'll wait for you." ”
Then I'll wait for you!
These four words crossed the big screen.
There are many voices blended, there are men and women, and it is difficult to distinguish them.
"I'm waiting for you."
"I'm waiting for you too."
"This is the city."
"North Sichuan."
"Overseas."
"You're not alone."
Swish!
The picture changes again!
It was gathered into a line of words: "We are all waiting for you, the young man becomes the king, and the crown becomes the emperor." ”
We are all waiting for you, the young man to become the king, the crowned the emperor.
This sentence occupies the entire screen.
Someone is singing: "No regrets about youth, live up to my heart, the most moving." ”
There was already an uproar in the square.
Such a video made some people who watched it even can't help but cover their faces.
The picture is fixed on the boy's body.
It's not a screenshot or video of the past, but the back of the crowd now!
There is also a scimitar pinned to her waist, her side face coincides with the light and shadow, her back is as tall as a winter pine, and a pair of eyes are churning, as if hiding the bright moon and stars.
"Who is this, so handsome!"
"You don't even know her? bey. ”
"Now that I know it, this support is too powerful."
"I saw the money burning, but it was really touching."
"This video isn't just about this game."
"Huh?"
"There's a little bit of a taste of our teenagers coming back, so we're back too."
"Imperial League fans?"
"Otherwise, who else would be willing to respond so much, and use this way."
"Ma Dan, I'm about to cry when I see it."
In the midst of the crowd, Feng Nai looked at the girl whose face was completely white: "Only one person? ”