novelODS Chapter 64 Rita's Kiss?
Chapter 64 Rita's Kiss?
Redmi's words served as a wake-up call for everyone at WE.
"Think back carefully!" Redmi continued her analysis, "Hiding in the bush at level one to poke and bait out skills; tanking minion damage at level two to precisely bait him; and in that seven-minute wave, deliberately pretending to recall, but actually teaming up with the jungler to ambush Xiye in the F6 bush!"
"This isn't just a rookie; this is a master of psychological warfare!"
Listening to the coach's analysis, Condi and Xiye exchanged a glance and nodded in agreement.
Yes, when it comes to Yin, it has to be Mo.
"Coach, what should we do next?" Condi asked, his brow furrowed. "His skateboard shoes are just too unfair."
"It's simple," Redmi said. "Forget about his 'noob' status. From now on, treat EDG's Mo like UZI!"
"Next game, we'll pick blue side directly. Kalista and Karma, ban them immediately, don't leave them any chance! Don't give them any opportunity to fight melee opponents with ranged champions!"
Hongmi turned to 957, his tone softening: "957, the loss last game wasn't entirely your fault. We suffered a huge loss in intelligence and draft picks. In the next game, you could try playing a tank top laner."
"You don't need to solo kill him; you just need to hold your ground in the top lane. As long as you don't collapse, how much of a threat can one top laner cause? Let's refocus our attention on the team fight system in the mid, bot, and jungle!"
957 couldn't help but smile wryly as he listened to the coach's words.
There was a time when he considered himself the strongest top laner in the LPL, and he was never afraid of anyone in lane.
But now, in order to avoid being the center of attention, am I being forced to play the flesh?
"I understand, Coach," 957 said weakly. "Next round, I'll play a tank to play it safe."
"Excellent! This is WE's pillar of strength!" Redmi nodded in satisfaction, then looked at everyone, "Everyone, the fourth game is a do-or-die situation! Show us all your trump cards and your fighting spirit! We haven't lost yet!"
"Crush them!" All the WE players except 957 roared in unison, regaining some of their fighting spirit.
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Meanwhile, in the EDG lounge.
Abu and several teammates were still immersed in great joy, showering Lin Mo with praise, their enthusiasm bordering on worship.
Lin Mo felt uneasy under the gaze of these grown men, so he said:
"Um...you guys talk first, I just drank too much water, I need to go to the restroom."
Lin Mo quickly made up an excuse and slipped away from the suffocatingly enthusiastic atmosphere.
Stepping out of the lounge, the corridor felt much quieter, and Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief.
He strolled slowly to the bathroom, washed his face with cold water, and immediately felt much more refreshed.
Wiping the water droplets off his hands, Lin Mo had just come out of the men's restroom when he bumped into a girl coming out of the women's restroom on the other side.
As luck would have it, it was Rita.
Rita looked up and met Lin Mo's gaze.
For some reason, Rita's gaze froze for a moment when she saw Lin Mo.
She suddenly felt that the boy in front of her seemed a little different from before.
She couldn't quite put her finger on what was different; her facial features were still the same, but the aura she exuded made people feel an indescribable sense of goodwill from the bottom of their hearts.
One look at it and you feel like you're basking in a spring breeze; it's extremely comfortable.
However, Rita didn't think too much about it, simply assuming that Lin Mo's confident aura after winning two games in a row was too dazzling.
"Brother Mo!" Rita, in her high heels, strode over. "You played absolutely amazing in the first two games! I almost jumped up and cheered for you from the commentary booth!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Mo smiled broadly and said, "Thank you for your recognition, Sister Ta. But Sister Ta... you'd better remember what you said before."
"Huh? What did you say?" Rita was taken aback, blinked, and then reacted, arrogantly raising her chin: "Tch, do you think I'm the kind of person who would renege on a debt? Don't worry, as long as you beat WE and win the championship, you'll definitely get a surprise!"
"What's the surprise? Give us a sneak peek!" Lin Mo took a half-step forward.
The distance between the two instantly closed, and Lin Mo could even smell the faint fragrance emanating from her.
Rita was flustered by his sudden closeness, her eyes darting around: "You...you guess."
Lin Mo grinned wickedly, lowered his voice, and said in a volume only the two of them could hear, "Could it be... a kiss?"
"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Rita's cheeks instantly flushed crimson.
"screw you!"
She raised her small fist in embarrassment and lightly punched Lin Mo's shoulder. "You big rascal! Intermission is almost over, I'm going back to work!"
Without waiting for Lin Mo's response, she fled in a panic, her high heels clicking as she went.
[Ding! Interaction detected between the host and the mission target. Rita's current progress: 42%!]
Hearing the voice in his mind and watching Rita's slender figure disappear into the distance, Lin Mo found it extremely amusing.
Although Rita was scolding herself, her tone and reaction didn't seem angry; instead, they revealed a cute, coy refusal.
There is a play!
Tencent's 0.1% stake is in the works!
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By the time Lin Mo returned to the lounge, halftime was almost over.
As the stirring battle anthem resounded once more throughout the venue, the lights began to flash.
The match point game has officially begun!
The two players walked out of the tunnel again and sat back down in their respective seats.
"Welcome back to the 2017 LPL Spring Split Finals! The score is currently 2-1, and EDG holds match point!" On the commentary stage, Wawa's voice was still as passionate as ever.
Miller followed up, "That's right! In the crucial fourth game, WE, who lost the previous game, had the first choice of sides and chose the blue side, while EDG went to the red side. Let's see how the two coaches strategize during the draft phase!"
The business plan (BP) phase has officially begun.
In the first round of bans, WE, on the blue side, didn't hesitate and immediately banned Kalista, Karma, and Lulu!
"WE was very decisive! They directly blocked Mo's Kalista and Karma, not giving EDG any chance to flex their skills or use long-range heroes against short-range heroes!" Miller exclaimed in the commentary.
EDG, on the red side, routinely banned Lee Sin, Elise, and Kog'Maw.
In their first three picks, WE secured Syndra, Ashe, and Gragas, ensuring the strength of their mid, bot, and jungle lanes.
EDG, on the other hand, secured Orianna, Braum, and ADC Varus.
Soon, the second round of bans also ended.
It was EDG's turn to pick their fourth player.
At this point, EDG only had their top laner and mid laner left to pick. On the red side, after the fourth pick, WE would pick two more, and finally EDG would have their fifth pick as a counter.
"Xiao Mo, what do you want to play this round? I'll save the counter-pick position for you later." Abu said from behind Lin Mo, now trusting Lin Mo completely.
Lin Mo glanced at the opposing team's lineup, then at his own near-maximum absolute hand speed, and a confident smile appeared on his lips.
"Brother Bu doesn't need to reserve a counter slot, why don't you just give me Fiora?"
Fiora?
This is a hero born purely for skillful play and one-on-one combat; there is no retreat, only offense!
Abu paused for a moment, then nodded emphatically: "Okay! As you wish!"
"A sharp sword, sharp eyes!"
With a crisp hero voice line, EDG's fourth pick was none other than Fiora!
A commotion erupted from the audience!
Meanwhile, at WE's match venue.
Seeing that EDG clearly had a counter pick on the fifth floor, they simply gave up on it and picked Fiora on the fourth floor instead.
Head coach Hongmi's eyes instantly became deep.
Originally, he planned to give 957 a Maokai or Sion to help him calm down.
But now, the other side is so arrogant!
This not only shows a lack of respect for 957, but also a lack of respect for him as the WE coach!
In this situation, if 957 is still allowed to choose a tank to passively take hits, it will be a huge blow to the player's confidence and the morale of the entire team.
Redmi took a deep breath and turned to look at 957 beside her.
"957." Redmi's voice was deep. "The other side has drawn their sword."
"He dared to pick Fiora first; that's a direct challenge to you. Why don't you pick a mechanically demanding top laner and go head-to-head with him? Take back the glory you just lost!"
957 didn't answer immediately, but a raging fire had already ignited in his originally dim eyes.
He stared intently at the Fiora icon on the other side of the screen, recalling the frustration and humiliation he had suffered in the previous two games.
Yes!
I am 957!
He's a top-tier top laner in the LPL!
Am I really destined to live in the shadow of that newcomer for the rest of my life, only able to choose a tank and act subserviently?!
No! Absolutely not!
957 suddenly straightened up, his eyes turning fierce, his fighting spirit completely rekindled at that moment.
"Of course!" 957 gritted his teeth, his voice filled with a do-or-die determination. "Coach, get me Camille!"
"I want everyone to know that I am not a coward!"
"I want to take back everything I've lost!"
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
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