Chapter 297 End of infinite firepower!(2/2)
After thinking about it, Song Yang used this word uncertainly.
"Hate?"
Thinking of Song Yang being trained in the military in the game, everyone understood that this was Hong Guoguo's revenge.
"Is that why you stare at the Faker player's kill?"
So Dongsheng continued to ask.
"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense."
Unexpectedly, Song Yang was directly in a three-company of quality, and then he continued: "I will not do such things that are not conducive to stability and unity. In my eyes, I treat all the players equally, and there is no situation of chasing anyone."
Although Song Yang said confidently, you rushed into the spring and killed people, so why would you say you wouldn't target and cheat?
Dongsheng smiled, then changed his angle and asked, "Then how do you evaluate Faker's performance today?"
"sensible."
With a very short answer, the atmosphere on the scene was once again active.
【Old is sensible.】
【I don’t understand, what does it mean?】
【dǒng shì, refers to understanding other people’s intentions or understanding general principles.】
【…You…】
【There is an honest man here!】
"Since he is so sensible, will the soy milk coach give him any reward after he goes back?"
Dongsheng asked with a smile again.
"award……"
Song Yang thought for a while, and then said, "Look at his performance in tomorrow's game, that is, it is not certain whether he can receive this reward."
"But, Faker player Coach Stone, if he performs well, you may be in trouble."
According to Song Yang's meaning, then Brother Li may not be able to get the reward?
"I think he can perform well if he wins, and he can perform well if he loses."
At the end, Song Yang added: "I hope everyone can come on, and tomorrow's game will be very exciting."
"Okay, thanks to the soy milk coach."
The interview for this game was also over, and at this point, Song Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
He has felt very tired in the games these two days. Not only is he physically tired, but also mentally tired. This is true. He felt tired after playing two entertainment matches, not to mention that some players are so late in the schedule.
After cleaning up the peripherals, Song Yang returned to the lounge, stretched his body and felt a little more comfortable.
"Coach, you're too fierce."
Mi Dou came over and pinched Song Yang's shoulders. He was involved in the competition and knew the horror of this sword demon.
Chapter completed!