Both the Kills and You Are Mine

When the commentator A finished this sentence, most Chinese e-sports fans were silent at the same time and in different places.

To talk about the nightmare of LPL fans, it is undoubtedly given by the Korean team, with countless 3:0 scores.

In the past few years, how many "LPL's most promising years" have been played by the commentators.

In the end, the team all left with everyone's hopes, and then came back with a duck egg.

Everyone doesn't understand that they usually play very well in the group stage, and the wonderful editing is also a basket-why can't we win? ?

This mentality is slowly accumulating in the hearts of a small number of e-sports fans.

Then I hope again and again, disappointed again and again, and become a true love fan who laughs at myself every time.

The game of League of Legends has been popular for many years. I don’t know how many childhoods in the 80s and 90s. Perhaps the popularity of the game is slowly fading, but it will never retreat. The passion of the face, and the number of live views during the finals.

When the time for the finals came out, many working parties and student parties shouted in their hearts-weekend! ! You can watch the live broadcast! ! !

At this moment, all these passions were beaten in the throat by 2:0, and they couldn't vomit or swallow them.

"...It's okay, we must be steady." Knowing that the camera is facing itself, commentator A tries to control his emotions. "After these two games, I found that the mentality and operation of some TS players were lower than usual. A lot. Is it nervous? After all, TS is playing a world game for the first time."

"They can't be nervous anymore!" The usual calmest commentator B, is also anxious at the moment, "These are two games...Be sure to calm down! I...Ah! I just hope they can hurry up inside now...Ah. !"

The more he talked, the weaker he became.

Even at the match point, the rest time is only about ten minutes. At this time, what can TS do inside?

The barrage of the live broadcast is even worse.

[No show this year, let's continue to let MA play next year. TS is too bad, Wan didn't get C in these two rounds, it was useless at all. 】

[Wan is not a Carry-type hero. What can you expect from the collapse of the two lanes? ? TS’s Ueno suggest to replace them all. 】

[3:0! 3:0! 3:0! YSP come on! ! ! 】

[What you hit, waste my weekend, fuck. 】

[Welcome to the South Korean purchasing team to return home. 】

[Wan was bragging before, saying why he wants to win the global championship, but now I don’t know if my face hurts or not, haha. 】

[It's enough to blow MA! Why didn't MA not come out to speak when I lost TS? ? ? 】

[I am not optimistic about any dark horses. Winning games is just a moment of luck. I bet that TS’s luck will come to an end with the beginning of the spring game next year! 】

[IMHO, this is not as good as HSS. Those who crazily say "You can do it, you can do it", I will put my words here-I can do it, and I can get 3:0! 】

Those TS fans, the audience who really think this year is very promising, are sitting in front of the computer, moving their fingertips to smash these sunspots, only to find that they don't know what to say.

It's a fact that you didn't play well, and you lie down and laugh at it. There is nothing to say.

The disappointment and sadness in their hearts are no less than any one person.

The Internet cafe was also deadly silent at this time. The girl who was clamoring for Jinx champion skin couldn't hold back, got up and walked back, sobbing as she walked, looking like she was going to wash her face.

A man who was surfing the Internet next saw it and sneered: "Why crying? Watching a game really feels true? Just because you have no skin? You women are hypocritical, so when I saw TS recruited a female team member at first I know there's nothing..."

The girl is thin and small, and her hair is blown up when she hears it. As soon as her voice comes out, she knows that it is a high-pitched voice: "You **** know a fart!"

These words directly covered the heavy tone of the commentators on the screen and attracted everyone's attention.

"When my old lady was playing LOL, you didn't know where to play Lianliankan! Playing a game and engaging in sexism, **** you!!"

The man was stunned by her yelling, his eyes widened for a long time before he said: "You fucking..."

The girl quickly glanced at the TGP he was driving next to him, with the man's own account on it, as if she was taking a screenshot of a certain game data for others.

This time it was her turn to smile: "Silver Five? Are you a silver player who is the king's heart? I can beat you back to your hometown if I play Timo with one hand! Stupid!!"

"..." The man flushed with anger, what else to say.

The man next to him with a tattoo on his hand, who looked like the big brother of society suddenly turned his head, his brows were too thick, and he looked very fierce: "You **** shut up! Excuse me, I'm going to watch the game! Let's force me a few more words. Try it?!"

The man was finally settled this time, and the girl snorted, turned and stepped on her high heels and strode away, and then began to wipe her tears.

The big brother of society turned around to watch the game, his hands crackling and never stopped.

[Damn sunspots, do you think you can be 3:0? You don't even have the right to sit next to YSP! 】

[Bun **** continue to pretend to sleep, I will take a hammer to South Korea to knock you up! 】

The Seoul game venue.

Because of location problems, Mu Wanwan usually walks at the back of the team.

But after the second game, before everyone stood up, she got up first and strode towards the backstage without looking back.

Pei Lu thought she was angry, and just about to catch up, he saw her right shoulder shrinking inward, rubbing his cheek.

Because of her shoulders shrinking slightly, she looked very weak at the moment.

Maybe it wasn't enough. She raised her elbow and wiped it randomly, and then randomly wiped the dampness on her elbow onto the clothes, completely devoid of girly style.

When he walked to the lounge, her face was clean and there were no signs of crying. If it were not for the redness of her eyes, he would have thought it was his own illusion.

His footsteps began to slow down, and his lips were pursed vigorously.

The three people behind him also didn't say a word. Seeing them coming in, Mu Wanwan raised his eyes and asked, "How are we going to fight?"

Still no one speaks.

Brother Yang walked in, breathing hard: "Can't play EZ in the next round..."

Pei Path interrupted him straight, with a faint voice: "Late late."

Hearing his name, Mu Wan was stunned: "Huh?"

"You go out, pony and grasshopper, you two also go out."

Look at me and I look at you, the two little substitutes strayed non-stop.

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Is it because she is too good at cooking? Want to drive her out? Do you want to listen to the discussion before the game?

There was a choke in her throat, "I really didn't have the environment to output the few waves just now..."

"I know." Pei Road said, "You go out first."

Mu Wanwan hesitated, Pei Lu's face was expressionless at the moment, and his eyes were dark, looking inexplicably scary.

She still wants to struggle, "I..."

"There are chairs outside, you go there to rest first."

"..."

Mu Wanwan was about to cry again.

She closed her mouth, restrained her tears, and got up to go out.

When passing by Pei Lu, the man suddenly raised his hand, covered her head, and gently rubbed it, "I just put the kettle on the chair outside, and I went out for a few sips, honey water, and the fire."

After Muwan went out late, Brother Yang couldn't stand it anymore: "You are also true. There was no major problem in the two games late, what are you trying to do with her..."

Pei Lu: "You shut up first."

Obviously, his words have lost the patience they had just now, and they are low and deep.

Brother Yang: "..."

At this time, everyone found that Pei Lu was not quite right, and raised their eyes to look at him.

"They can't see through the game, don't the observers on your side know that?" Pei Lu's face has lost the gentleness of the past, and the words are heavy. , Can't you tell?"

Brother Yang: "..." He could see that this is not to take care of everyone's emotions. Didn't you dare to say that...

Xiao Roubao was about to cry in a hurry. He endured it all the time, telling himself that he was a man and he couldn't cry after losing the game. When he heard this, his tears couldn't hold back: "I also feel that I have played with these two skills. It's a bit bad..."

"It's not a bit, don't comfort yourself like that." Pei Lu said, "It's very bad."

Xiao Roubao sniffed: "..."

"I can't see your actions during the robbery. What is your snake girl? The kite is so strong, and you give you all the wood blue. What about you? I know the prince opposite came to catch you-but did you forget, How strong is the Snake Girl's counter-attack ability? Don’t be Gank knowing to run because the opponent is Secret. How many counter-attack opportunities do you have? There is also a clockwork. Since you know that the other party likes to catch you, you still compare with Secret. Speed? Panel data is so important?"

Not only Xiaoroubao, but even Brother Yang was stunned.

After Pei Lu finished speaking, the conversation changed.

"Wood, so are you. In the second game, I took the male gun. Why didn't you go against the wild? Why didn't you invade the wild area? You don't raise pigs in other wild areas. What is the use of choosing such a hero? Support, is there no middle-upper in our team?"

"There is also a tiger. As a top laner, a front row, and a big meat, you can't let your ADC have a comfortable output environment. You always want to cut the opposite back row, which leads to our team battle formation every time. It's all empty. What I want to play in the second game is not that Lulu is a big meat, and you didn't even need you in the game just now."

There was no sound in the lounge, and even everyone's breathing seemed a lot lighter.

Two light taps broke the silence.

Brother Yang returned to his senses and quickly turned to open the door. He saw the photographer standing outside in confusion, saying that he was going in to shoot.

Brother Yang raised his chin: "We are sitting outside with AD. You can shoot her first. We still have problems inside."

"..."

Mu Wanwan felt uncomfortable in her heart, quickly wiped the tears from her face, and said to the photographer, "...then wait for me to tie my hair again."

The door to the lounge closed again.

The faces of the three men being trained were shocked at the moment, as if they had been punched hard.

It's not being aggrieved by being scolded, it's more like being beaten sober.

Pei Luxun was tired and took a sip of water.

Then make the point: "You rely on her too much."

Everyone knows who is referring to.

"She is very strong. In my heart, without any personal feelings, she is basically the number one ADC in the league. She is versatile in laning, team fights, and position moves. In addition to her personality a little bit dry, sometimes she will play games. It’s all very good except for being more motivated. Even during the group stage, she can have wonderful clips every week."

"But what you have to do is not to be proud of having a powerful ADC. You ask yourself-can your operation today be worthy of her? If she is not in TS and goes to MA or GGX, will she be better? developing?"

"She was younger than you guys. She was talking about joining this team with her back on her back, but she was scolded by black fans because of the mistakes made by a few big masters. In these two games, she has been thinking about how to beat you. In your hearts Will it be uncomfortable?"

"Also, what about your dreams?"

"You haven't risen in this industry, and you choose to join when you are paid 2,000 yuan a month. Isn't it because you want to be the world's number one?"

He pointed out: "The champion's trophy is now outside. You have pushed it out by two steps."

"Wake up soon?"