Does Love at First Sight Exist in E-Sports?

There were especially many fans who cheered for the Titans and Noah’s Ark in the afternoon, especially the latter.

This year's Noah has played the best results since participating in WCAD. Every fan's efforts are obvious to all fans. Now in the late stage of the finals, the teams that stand out are all strong among the strong, and there will always be times when they meet the iron wall.

Even if the opponent was Lincoln, Noah's players did not show any discouragement. They waved at the enthusiastic fans smiling, and each step was calm and determined.

When the R4 team entered the stadium, Titans walked beside Noah's Ark. Yao Sen didn't care about the attention of so many audience fans. He raised his hand and rubbed the top of Shao Han's head, laughing: "I'm waiting for you."

Shao Han faintly heard the cries of exclamation among the fans, and his heart was helpless and warm. He smiled gently: "Well."

Shao Han was sent away, Yao Sen turned his head and put down a smile, and the other three players knew at a glance that their captain had switched to the game mode of blocking and killing gods.

Their opponent in this round is NL, which is definitely not the strongest opponent, but it is indeed the most special opponent.

The team uniforms of Titans changed their colors two years ago, from the previous all-black to a style with some red dark lines dotted on the neckline and cuffs. The reason for the modification is that some people always think that all black is too lifeless.

Although their uniforms are now changed to black and red, they are still dominated by black. Black is the thickest color, and it cannot be seen through or surpassed. If the footprints left by them at this stage can be seen through and simply copied, then they really cannot match this color.

Under the lights of the stadium, the entire team of Titans still looks deep and steady. Yao Sen stood in front of Cheng Rui and held out his hand towards him.

The two held their hands together, Yao Sen looked at each other, and suddenly whispered: "If I were you, I would really mind the first impression when someone mentioned me as an imitator."

Cheng Rui lowered his eyes, as if recalling something, his expression was still very weak: "I don't mind."

"Really?" Yao Sen smiled slightly. "Then there is no way."

Jiang Yang gathered with his relatives who lived in the United States yesterday. Because the Titans played against NL the next day, he wanted to go home early last night, but the result was no more than the enthusiasm of the relatives. He stayed at the relatives' house for one night.

As a result, he accidentally got up late this morning, and he encountered traffic jams on the road to the stadium. He was so anxious that he wanted to get off and run.

When Jiang Yang finally came to the field, R4 estimated that two or three games had passed. He was anxiously walking towards the entrance of the audience, for fear of missing another second.

When NL's imitation of Titans was pointed out by the former professional team's evidence, Jiang Yang was really angry. If the guy with the surname Cheng stood in front of him at that time, Jiang Yang could not help but punch him.

Yao Sen is also an idol that Jiang Yang has worshipped for a long time. His idol is imitated by another person. Jiang Yang naturally feels irritable. Even if Cheng Rui plays well and resembles Yao Sen, then in his eyes it is just a no. Three and four fakes.

Jiang Yang was about to rush into the audience passage, but he accidentally saw a familiar figure flashing over. He immediately shouted, "Zhou Ziyu!"

Zhou Ziyu turned around and wondered: "Jiangyang? Why are you here? Didn't you go to the game?"

"I just came and encountered a traffic jam." Jiang Yang replied, "Why are you not in the audience? How is the game?"

Jiang Yang was in a hurry along the way, constantly watching the time on the phone, and not even watching the real-time game situation.

"I came out to the bathroom..." Zhou Ziyu paused. "Just after the game, the captain should be coming out soon."

Jiang Yang froze for a moment, the game is over? He just took out his mobile phone and looked at the real-time game situation, and found that in the newly updated R4 game, the TitansVSNL group was the earliest end in R4. Just two or three minutes ago, Titans scored 3-0 in the third game. Won.

At this moment, the door of the player's passage opened, and the Titans and others walked out of it. The distinctive black uniform with red and dark stripes was very eye-catching.

Jiang Yang looked at Yao Sen walking at the front and gave a long breath. Their captain, the strongest player in Asia, could easily be imitated and surpassed.

Jiang Yang walked towards the Titans, but at a glance saw the NL that came out a dozen meters away from the Titans. His heart sank and his fists clenched tightly.

Yao Sen also noticed Jiang Yang. He took Jiang Yang's shoulders first and pushed him to the other side not facing NL. He said: "You go to the hotel first, I'll wait for Noah to finish here."

Jiang Yang slowly relaxed, nodded, and left the rest of the Titans first.

Yao Sen watched everyone leave, in fact, he stayed more than just waiting for Shao Han. He turned to look at Cheng Rui, who was about to leave with the team members, and suddenly raised his mouth and smiled, "Captain Cheng Rui, is it convenient to talk?"

The other NL players looked at Yao Sen's expression with some urgency and dodge, only Cheng Rui's expression remained unchanged. He was silent for a while. He was neither surprised nor frustrated by losing the game and not getting promoted. He just nodded.

The two came to a lounge, and Yosen bought two bottles of beverage, and handed Cheng Rui a bottle. He sat down on the sofa and smiled slightly: "My teammates watched your interview before. You said you saw the cup match before I became the main team player? I was quite surprised. Our club knew that I played. There may not be many people in that game."

Cheng Rui: "Because of that game I also participated."

"Really?" Yao Sen raised an eyebrow. "Did you not see you in the final?"

"Just participating in the semi-finals. Suddenly there was an emergency at home and I retired midway." Cheng Rui replied, "but I also watched the broadcast of the next game and noticed you. I know you will win."

Yao Sen smiled softly, stretched a little on the sofa, and said, "How do you know I will win?"

"Because you are strong."

"This is not a reason." Yao Sen said, paused, and continued, "I just won the Asian Championship a while ago, many people have said that my style of play is like Caesar, I don't feel good. Although no one will It depends on how you win the championship, but the game is for yourself, and I will be very conscientious."

"You have strength and insight, there is no need to imitate me." Yao Sen laughed, "how to say, in fact, I am a person who knows me very well, I know when I want to do what and when , That’s why you don’t get points here. You imitate me and imitate too much. You can play prestige in front of others, but it’s not an advantage in front of me."

"Your club may need to change training methods. I don't think it's suitable for everyone in your team to copy the Titans model." Yosen touched his chin. "You're not bad. The rest of your team is a bit hanged." "

Yao Sen looked at him lightly and said: "However, the game is yours, I don't have the right to interfere in what you want to do. If you plan to continue this way, you can, but you can never be the one in my eyes. Opponent; if you want to play your level, I will always wait for you to challenge."

Cheng Rui kept his eyes down and said nothing.

He really started paying attention to and admiring the unprecedented Yao Sen from a long time ago. He has seen every game of Yao Sen countless times, imitating every habit of him, and he doesn’t even care about letting himself rely on himself. The glory of his strength is shrouded in the shadow of Yosen.

He joined a club that was just established, just because NL implemented the Titans model. Every member of NL grew up in such a too utilitarian training method, but for him, this is just another manifestation of a somewhat paranoid way of worship.

However, now Yosen tells him that his way of worship makes him unworthy of being an opponent of Yosen.

In this game, NL was indeed a disastrous defeat. Cheng Rui exhausted all methods and failed to score from Yosen. NL's every move was expected by Titans. Perhaps as Yosen said, he knows himself too much, and most people can't do it 100%.

As of today, it seems that Cheng Rui's persistent way of worship has been shaken, but his heart is still a bit at a loss. If he does not stand in this way on the field, he can really go to his own strength. This step?

"That's all I have to say."

Yao Sen looked up at the lounge and updated the big screens of the scores of the various teams. His eyes fell on one of the groups. The look in his eyes slowly sank, and his voice did not consciously lower the score. He got up from the sofa and said, "Sorry, I have something to go first. I hope I will shake your hand next time I meet you."

Yao Sen pushed open the door of the rest room, and threw the empty drink bottle into the trash can in the corridor. Obviously the bottle was empty, but a heavy muffle was made in the trash bin, enough to see that Yosen used a lot of energy.

This match between Titans and NL set off another round of heated discussions on the Internet. The latter's fiasco caused fans of Titans to once again search for the topic of "the forest myth cannot be copied".

In addition, there is another thing that makes the domestic e-sports circle sigh.

@沉迷电竞的小星: Noah's game against Lincoln is over. Noah is eliminated. At the end, the girls sitting in the front rows are crying. At the end of the handshake, the team members' eyes were red, especially Lan Ge. Brother Lan is about to retire. Every game is very important to him. This year he led Noah to the best result since joining the league. It is already a perfect answer! No matter what, Noah’s babies are the best and will always support you!

Yao Sen saw this Weibo, wiped out the screen, and just saw Noah's players coming out of the player's channel.

I have to say that Shao Han is really suitable for this light blue team uniform, cool and cool, and does not seem indifferent. He was still surrounded by fans, his eyes flashed when he looked up at Yao Sen.

Fans naturally have a lot to say to them. Yao Sen waited on the side not to disturb him. He waited until the fans reluctantly sent them out of the game.

Shao Han looked up at Yao Sen who was standing in front of him. He didn't see much loss on his face. Instead, he smiled at him slightly and said, "I tried my best."

Yao Sen: "Well, try your best."

The two returned to the hotel together. Shao Han packed up and went directly to Yao Sen's room, lying in bed to watch the Titans and NL game broadcast. Yao Sen has been paying attention to Shao Han's emotions. Although Shao Han looks the same as usual, he is still a little worried in his heart.

"Baby," Yao Sen sat by the bed. "Don't bear it if you feel uncomfortable."

Shao Han's movements stopped and answered, "It's okay."

Yao Sen smiled helplessly and bent down to kiss Shao Han's forehead: "Then I'll take a shower first."

Yao Sen stood up, packed his pajamas, and walked toward the bathroom. He was about to open the door of the bathroom, and suddenly heard the sound of the quilt stepping barefoot on the carpet behind him. He turned back, but his waist was hugged from behind. Shao Han's warm body and forehead suddenly leaned on his back.

Shao Han grabbed Yao Sen's clothing corner, his trembling voice choked involuntarily. In the end, he still can't withstand the infinitely magnified emotion brought by this sense of security around him. People can hold back sadness in front of strangers, but they will always endure when facing the people they trust the closest. Can't hold back tears.

God knows how hard it took him to not red eyes the moment he saw Yao Sen after the end.

"We lost..." Shao Han's slightly dumb voice revealed sadness and a little unwillingness. "I really want to win."