Are You an Art Brother Too?
According to zonic, at 4:30 that afternoon, Vitality would play a last-minute scrim against the South American team paiN.
By the time Qin Feng had finished tidying up his room, it was already 4:00 p.m.
The scrim was just over half an hour away.
After changing into Vitality's black jersey, Qin Feng went straight to a computer in the practice room and began adjusting his equipment and in-game settings.
"Wind, I know this scrim might feel a little sudden."
"But you have to understand, we don't have much time left."
"Our match against G2 starts on the afternoon of the 15th."
"Online practice is different from playing together in person, after all."
"And since we weren't sure when you'd arrive today, the only team we could arrange a last-minute scrim with was paiN." Zonic got straight to the point.
"Yeah, I know." Qin Feng nodded and looked at the other team's logo on the platform. It resembled a capital P.
South America's paiN wasn't a strong team. To Vitality, they were little more than an appetizer.
Before long, all ten players and the coaches from both teams had joined the match room.
Qin Feng looked at the opposing players' IDs.
paiN.biguzera
paiN.nython
paiN.NEKLZ
paiN.PKL
paiN.hardzao
Apart from PKL, whose name rang a faint bell, the others seemed to be unknown players.
As for the map, after each team banned three, they ended up on Nuke.
Vitality won the knife round and chose to start on the Counter-Terrorist side.
"Aether, go hold Iron Door." ApEX, seated in the middle, glanced at Qin Feng with a complicated expression. "Misutaa used to hold that spot for us on this map. Now you can use the sniper rifle there."
ApEX regretted Misutaa's departure, but at the same time,