The King is Difficult [E-sports]

Who hasn't played a game like this?

Xing Yi, who has always been flamboyant, simply canceled the queue and pulled Yu Xingyuan to speak, and answered without hesitation: "Even if it is NOE, I have also called."

The other party was silent for a while, and typed back to him with a difficult problem: ... What should I do then?

"It goes without saying, do your best, and wait to be hacked," Xing Yi laughed: "But don't pay too much attention. In the five rounds of the finals, I also kicked back the opponent's double C and grabbed the big dragon. Turning over the board, NOE is not a regular champion, and was beaten to death by the European team in the semi-finals. No one can win the game. It is easy to win. No matter what you think before the game, you have to forget the consequences when you go to the battlefield. Besides, in essence It’s not our side that should be under pressure~ Think about it, do the five of us add up to the hard work and talent of the five of them? No, then we lost the game because God is not blind—so if we are lucky What about winning? Anyway, if you lose, you won’t lose, and if you win, you can make money. There have been top teams that worked harder than us and didn’t beat us~”

[...Don't you blame your teammates? ] But Yu Xingyuan continued to ask: [I actually know... When you were in the LPL, you seemed to be sloppy all day long. In fact, you almost never stopped training. Looking at your rank records, it is impossible to tell which day you rest, but Lu Yihang and Jiang Kai... I can't tell, but they are different from you and Ye Qingcheng. ]

"Then you fucking blackmail me, and come here to provoke me like a dick." After Xing Yi smiled and scolded, he fell silent, and Yu Xingyuan continued: [In the first two years, if it wasn't for the mistakes of the teammates at the time who were arrested A few times, the red wolf... might be able to win. ]

"...I seem to understand what you want to say," Xing Yi looked at the words at the bottom of the screen, and quickly lit up the lighter: "Are you confused and unwilling to admit that you blame your teammates?"

There was a series of ellipses over there, and Xing Yi also smiled faintly: "But except for the five who took the championship, all other professional players have complained in their hearts about their teammates' mistakes, it's no big deal~ you It's normal."

[...Then you will also complain about Ye Qingcheng?] Yu Xingyuan paused and asked.

"Ah? Oh... more than that, I lied to him and complained that he blackmailed me~" Xing Yi bit his cigarette and thought for a while: "Hmm... the second round of the 14 spring competition was a mess between me and Lu Yihang I got up in a hurry and said a few heavy words, and then I cried, the Demacia Cup seemed to be like this in which year, I can’t remember—”

As Xing Yi said, he shook his smoke: "—this b is usually a dog, why does he cry so much, and he doesn't know how to use his father as an example."

The other side obviously didn't expect his answer, and said directly: "...I really didn't fuck you wrong."

"Hahaha," Xing Yi didn't care, "Don't look at me, I think I'm quite sensible, whether it's dating or playing games, even if I get angry, I won't say anything too extreme—— In fact, it is normal to complain to teammates in the heart, but the words must be fair, and only for the game, the big deal is being unhappy for two days, really brothers, who can hold grudges for this? If you hold it in your heart and don’t communicate, things will happen after a long time. "

"... Baishen," after Yu Xingyuan listened, although he thought about it for a while, he suddenly typed and mentioned his mid laner teammate: [Mai Mai and I have known each other for many years. time, know]

"...So?" Xing Yi roughly guessed that the other party was making an analogy, so he quickly received an answer: [Every time I play, I am afraid that what I said will make him unhappy, but the more this is the case, myself I feel more and more annoyed and tired]

"My God," Xing Yi saw Yu Xingyuan's worries, instead of sympathizing, he smiled happily: "You guys are so innocent and cute, hurry up and get in touch with Team Jiang, he will definitely I especially like your type, remember to wash your rectum well."

"I—" I became anxious when I mentioned the idol Yu Xingyuan, and I couldn't help interjecting/introducing a gossip: "...you are only gay—what the hell is this guy who is coquettish/panting on your bed this afternoon?"

Xing Yi was taken aback, embarrassed to admit that he was panting, so he quickly explained a few sentences, "I mean Captain Jiang cares for the younger generation", and then gradually became serious, and extinguished the cigarette: "If there is something to do, let's talk to each other. Let me tell you, there will be quarrels at times, but your career is only a few years, and your life is still long...you can't miss it."

The night got darker, and the boy over there didn't answer Xing Yi whether he understood it or not, but urged him to play the game, saying that he wanted to test how much progress he had made in the past few months since he lost the opening game.

So no matter how late, Xing Yi also accompanied him, still wanting to know the final answer to this question.

Subsequent lifts were held as scheduled.

For Chilang, no matter whether Ye Qingcheng and Lu Yihang escaped the competition or not, they are already at the bottom of the ranking, what really matters is the outcome here.

After the battle with another team that was also at the bottom, the opponent was directly relegated due to defeat, and Chilang won a chance to fight another round with LSPL runner-up Black Shark - the winner will get a ticket to the LPL Summer Split , the loser will go to the LSPL league that not many people care about.

And all the arenas in this world have their noise and silence.

The noisy ones are the voices of the on-site equipment and commentators, and the silent ones are the lonely heartbeats of the contestants after wearing sound-proof headphones.

Undoubtedly, this is the place where the lost and the reunited.

When it's time to meet again, clink glasses with me, and when it's time to say goodbye, there's no need to look back.

The match between the red wolf and the black shark was advertised as the final decisive battle between the equally cold-blooded and brutal land animals and the overlord of the sea.

Under the lights, the two commentators in formal suits said: No one will know who has the sharpest teeth until the last moment of the game.

The arena is still the same one that obscures the sun and bury the dreams of countless young people, but doesn't even bother to sprinkle a handful of loess on the battlefield.

——In the sea of ​​fire and smoke, the shark's constantly regenerating teeth are the sharpest sharp knives in the ocean. It can always tear its prey completely, and cruelly swallow it alive.

Unfortunately, this is on land.

Its keen sense of smell and ability to perceive water flow are all ineffective in front of the wolf who has been used to fighting on land for many years-this is an old wolf, its teeth have turned yellow, and its eyes that were once sharp enough to pierce the darkness are also full of years. It was exhausted, but it didn't affect it in the slightest, and it still used its fighting power several times higher than usual before it was about to die, to bite all the fatal gaps on the giant sea creature's body.

The blood flowed unceasingly, giving off a stench of meat, which completely stained the gray skirts of those unknown contestants, and the wounds that had festered and festered over the past few years were finally reopened cruelly and exposed to the sun. Under the bright sun of the night.

Those cramped training rooms, cold noodle soup, and polished reflective buttons should be numb in the doomed failures, but for some reason they still turn into thorns, piercing into the blood of everyone who is willing to embrace them In the memory, it seems a bit piercing.

If they still persist and painfully want to preserve the meaning they should have, then maybe at this moment, only the word "no regrets" remains.

So when the crowd exploded, the miracle still failed to happen.

The hungry wolf's bald fur became bloody and bloody after the fight. Under the dazzling light, everyone knew that it had finally survived with severe panting, but no one knew whether the sea creature had died. In this night, like those teams that were never remembered, died completely.

The final score was 3-2, the lights were turned on to the maximum for a second, and the cruel shots were cut to the faces of the players in an instant—this time in the same arena, someone cried again.

The noise and silence of the arena continued, so Xing Yi sat in front of the screen and saw Yu Xingyuan's eyes blurred with tears again, and the pain that protruded from the back of his hand when his mid laner teammate next to him made a mistake and ruined the game as he lowered his head and covered his face blue veins.

Before the match, Xing Yi asked Ye Qingcheng why he didn't ask himself why he played with Black Shark every day.

The other party still had the tone of replying to a fool, and said: Didn't you want to confront me?You have helped them a lot during this period, but you have to admit that it is because you subconsciously know that no matter how you help them, you will not win. After all, you are so gay that you still have a soft heart for me.

"...I fucking want to fuck you by my real name right now!" At that time, Xing Yi didn't bother to refute after scolding, and just replied:... Yu Xingyuan is actually a good seed.

——"I know. But, the mid laner is too good."

Of course, Ye Qingcheng was not polite to his good brother, and replied proudly as usual: The most important position in the strategy is just right against Lao Tzu, so they take the lead to win?whispering sound.

But maybe even Ye Qingcheng himself didn't expect that Chilang would be forced to play the fifth tiebreaker, and had to change his defense, so that this eventful spring game ended without any risk.

And all of this is more caused by the unique breakthrough created by the black shark jungler and the tenacity shown.

He is 19 years old and does not have rich and strong experience to support him, but like those predecessors who have sprung up, he has shown the world the composure of the two major LPL junglers, Sniper and Monologue, in just one game. Persistence and the possibility of miracles.

If miracles are really impossible, at least there are still people who can inherit the most precious and pure spirit that truly belongs to the arena in the increasingly complex and chaotic e-sports industry.

——"Treat your next game in Black Shark as your last game and fight with all your strength, understand?"

This is what Xing Yi said to Xingyuan before the game started.

Therefore, although there are tens of thousands of people watching this game, some are dreaming of the future, some have given up this path but still can't let go, and there are those who just want to support others in their struggle, but perhaps only Yu Xingyuan, who was the first to stand up silently, packed his things and left the seat, knew whether his tears were only shed for defeat.

The author has something to say: This chapter seems to have little to do with the protagonist OTL... But the fate of the red wolf and the black shark still determines the final outcome to a certain extent (

I have to write it, but this time I changed it to a simpler way of writing, so more little angels can understand it (

PS. Please take a day off because I have something to do, I won’t update OwQ tomorrow morning, and I will update OwQ as usual the morning after tomorrow~

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