"Judging from the record, it should be Iboy. He has a record of 7-0-3 and has the highest damage.”Guan Zeyuan thought for a moment and replied truthfully.
At this moment, the damage comparison chart appeared on the screen. IBOY's Caitlyn was the champion of the game with more than 20,000 damage.
"Yes." Miller nodded and said," It's normal to give it to Iboy, but I wouldn't be surprised if the MVP of this round went to Lucky.”
"Indeed. Although Lucky's record is average, I'll tell you the truth. The most crucial moments of this game were all brought up by Lucky.”
Miller and Guan Zeyuan were analyzing the MVP candidates seriously, but the comments weren't as detailed.
He directly relied on his emotions and preferences to open the lane without saying anything.
"Who else could it be? Did anyone really think that Lucky could win the MVP title? No way! No way!"
"I admit that Lucky did a good job this time, but compared to before, at most, he didn't act up!”
"That's right, with a record of 0-1-12, those who don't know better would think that he's a support.”
"Are there really people who only look at the results of the game?! No way! Do you think this is your Bronze Bureau?"
"With your understanding of the game, how can you speak here? Did he really think that the others were blind? He really couldn't tell who was the C in this round.!”
"You mean a mid-laner with zero kills is in C? I suspect that you have never played League of Legends!”
"F * ck, did you watch the match? Cloud Spectator?"
"Spectator Huanyun, I think you're a cloud player!”
Finally, the MVP candidate was chosen amidst the countless comments.
As expected, Iboy, who had seven kills, was the MVP of this match!
"Look! I told you Lucky couldn't be the MVP! You still want to be stubborn with your father?"
"Am I talking about the MVP? What I said was that the competition can't just be based on the results! It still depended on whose rhythm and performance!”
"Hehe, you won't admit defeat?"
"Lose your horse! A bunch of brainless bronze statues!"
……
The bullet comments were still noisy, because a small matter could cause everyone to go into the lane.
This was the bullet screen. It didn't talk about the truth, only emotions.
No one would win, and no one would admit defeat.
It was no less difficult to convince others on the Internet than winning the championship for the UEFA Champions League.
If the other players were to look at the comments, they would only be affected by the comments.
If he was slightly excited, he might be directly broken by the bullet comments.
Therefore, during the competition, many teams didn't allow their players to use their phones.
It was to prevent the players from being affected by the comments in the forum.
Especially after losing one or two matches, the content of the bullet screen and comments was simply not to be seen.
Of course, this was for the other players.
To Zhang Meng, if he saw the content of the bullet screen now.
Not only would they not break through his defense, but they would also look delighted and surprised.
That was because among all the bullet comments, there was actually a small portion of people who were speaking up for him!
In the past, Zhang Meng would never have thought of this.
It was already good enough that the bullet comments did not scold him, but they even spoke up for him.
That was simply the first time a big girl had ever stepped onto a bridal sedan!
Unfortunately, Zhang Meng couldn't use his phone or read the bullet comments.
He was making final preparations in the lounge. The second game would begin in twenty minutes.
In the lounge, Abu and the other staff members were both happy and nervous.
The joy was that they had finally won the first match. They had made a good start and held onto their last hope!
They were nervous because this was only the first step. They still had to face AHQ, who had defeated SKT.
And that 10,000-gold SKT that turned them around!
No accidents could happen in these two rounds. If he lost one round, he would be sent home!
And now, they were relying on a special player like Zhang Meng.
A player who made people feel at ease but not so at the same time, a player who was reliable but not so reliable.
This feeling was like playing with fire on the tip of a knife.
Although no accident had ever happened to a person who played with fire, you always felt that something would happen to him!
That was the feeling Zhang Meng gave off. He had never lost, but he always gave off the feeling that he would lose.
It was either this or the next round. After all, luck couldn't be used for a lifetime, right?
Zhang Meng was lucky this round, but what about the next round? What about the next one?
Even if Zhang Meng's understanding and rhythm of the game were very strong, this game didn't rely solely on understanding and rhythm.
Otherwise, why didn't the coach play?
This was what the coaches and management of the team were thinking. They were very nervous, as they were not players.
Just by watching the game, one couldn't feel what it was like to be teammates with Zhang Meng.
If he couldn't enjoy Zhang Meng's buff, he would naturally be worried.
However, it was fine as long as they won the game.
Furthermore, Zhang Meng's performance in this round was indeed not bad. The other members of Edg did not bring up the matter of switching out Scout.
In the end, in e-sports, absolute strength was the most reliable!
Strength was king, and results spoke for themselves.
However, when strength met results, it was not directly related. It was even inverse.
It was no wonder that the managers of the MDG were nervous and confused.
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