LOL: What is a roaming mid laner?

"Let us congratulate YM!" the three commentators shouted in unison, "defeated the powerful enemy SKT 3:1 and won the MSI championship!"

Miller's voice trembled slightly with excitement, "Now when I introduce YM, I will also add a 2017 MSI champion!"

"They have also become the second team after SKT to win the global finals and mid-season championship!" Watou's eyes were slightly red.

The prophet wiped his eyes, took off his headphones, jumped out of the chair, rushed over and hugged Lin Ran.

His face flushed with excitement, and his mouth moved as if he was saying something.

However, Lin Ran didn't hear clearly even when he was wearing headphones.

After taking off his headphones, he wanted to ask what the prophet was talking about.

But he soon discovered that he was overthinking it.

After taking off his headphones, the cheers of tens of thousands of people at the scene were intertwined with the sound of dry ice spray spraying around the stage, making it difficult for him to hear the voices of each teammate.

"Go shake hands!" Xiaotian's mouth was so big that all his teammates could identify his mouth shape.

The moment YM left the player stand, countless applause broke out, and the five team members waved to the stands.

"YM is only one intercontinental championship trophy away from their Grand Slam!" Miller patted his chest to ease his excitement. "It's entirely possible for them to win that trophy earlier than SKT!"

"It has only been a year since YM landed in the LPL top league!" I remember sniffing, with a slightly choked tone, "I don't think anyone would have thought a year ago that YM would be where it is today!"

Lin Ran shook hands with the Wolf Sticks in turn, and when they came to Li Sang Hyuk, the two of them obviously hesitated for a moment.

Then they opened their arms and gently hugged each other.

The two were cheek to cheek and could finally hear each other's voices amidst the manic cheers.

"I didn't perform well today. We'll meet again at the Bird's Nest. You will definitely lose."

Lee Sang Hyuk said in kimchi-flavored English, with a high morale that could not be hidden in his eyes.

He will never admit defeat.

"Are you so sure that you will enter the finals?" Lin Ran laughed, "This game cannot be won by one person, teammates are the key."

"I alone am enough," even his broken English could not stop the firmness in Lee Sang Hyuk's tone, "I will drag the team into the finals even if I am delayed."

The two let go of each other, and Lee Sang Hyuk turned to pack the peripherals.

He himself also knew that his performance in this final was very average.

He has to spend more time practicing when he goes back, and there is not much time left for him.

When Lin Ran shook hands with Huni, he found that he was still chewing gum habitually, but his eyes were dull.

Lee Sang Hyuk didn't perform well, but at least he led his teammates to win a game, while Huni's MSI performance was a disaster.

He was caught in the first game, and in the next three games, Little Peanut came to help him from time to time. Huni couldn't lead the team to victory even if he got a kill.

It can be said that he is possessed by the host who is a donkey sauce. If you help me, I won’t give up. If you don’t help me, I will explode.

This was unacceptable to Huni, who had always been proud.

Korean netizens who couldn't sleep because of SKT's defeat were furious when they saw the camera kept pointing at Huni.

They showed their true nature as trolls.

[Huni is the worst top laner in the Republic of Korea in recent years. Who agrees and who disagrees? 】

[Does this need to be said? Now that I see Huni's operation, I feel that my blood pressure keeps rising. 】

[In the first game, he couldn't guard against gank. When his teammates got the baron, he forcibly lost the game. In the fourth game, he gave Kassadin a five-kill. Every Korean is responsible for this kind of person still being alive. 】

[Huni is wasting our food every day he lives in this world. 】

[This is simply the key figure for YM’s victory, and he must be the FMVP! 】

Huni also knew that if he looked like such a bastard in the finals, he would be warmly greeted by Korean netizens.

His mood dropped visibly.

But no one from YM paid him any attention. Lin Ran and his teammates shook hands with the SKT players and ran directly to the center of the stage.

The MSI championship trophy is right there!

At this time, Brainless and Unhappy, Guo Hao and Bai Yueya also rushed out.

In the cheers of the whole audience, everyone in YM lifted the championship trophy!

With a few low sounds, golden ribbons were sprinkled over the stage!

In this golden rain, the scene of Lin Ran lifting the trophy was frozen in the camera of photographer Yi Cun.

The audience on the sidelines gave thunderous applause to the winner!

"This trophy is so light, it can't be compared with the one from the World Championships." Xiaotian took the trophy and weighed the weight in his hand.

Before coming to Brazil, he was still obsessed with the championship trophy, but after experiencing the intense competition for nearly two weeks, the Garlic Bastard found it a bit boring.

Xiaotian no longer lingered and handed the trophy to the prophet.

The Prophet has never held the Summoner's trophy, but when he saw this MSI trophy, he felt like a treasure. He held it in his arms and stroked it like a cat.

"Hell..." The prophet looked at the village next to him and hesitated to speak.

Lin Ran knew at a glance that the prophet's social phobia had recurred.

"Brother Ichimura, he wants you to take a photo of him." He understood and spoke proactively.

The prophet smiled shyly, "Brother Ran, you still understand me."

"No problem." Ichimura agreed with a smile. He picked up the camera and motioned to the prophet to raise the trophy.

As the YM players passed on the trophy in their hands, the top Riot Games executives - Tryndamere and Ryze, whom they had seen at last year's global finals awards ceremony, walked into the scene from the entrance.

In front of the two of them was a fat, brown-skinned, bald man wearing a brown suit.

The cheers in the stands continued for a moment, and the bald man waved hello to the surrounding audience with a smile and a kind expression.

When he came up, he shook hands with Lin Ran and his attitude was very warm.

"Your ability in League of Legends is almost the same as my ability in football," he said with great strength. "You played great today. Congratulations."

Lin Ran was a little confused.

This fat guy doesn't understand football just by looking at his body shape.

Lin Ran always felt that this person looked familiar, but having just won the championship, his mind twitched and he just couldn't remember.

However, he still smiled and bowed, and at least he had to do a good job of saving face.

The man took out the championship medal with a blue ribbon from the side, shook hands with the YM team members and management one by one, and hung the medal around their necks.

"Who is this?" Jack asked from the side.

Guo Hao originally looked at the fat bald man with longing eyes, but after hearing the Shiba Inu's words, he immediately turned around and glared at him.

"Ronaldo," he said impatiently, "Ronaldo!"

Only then did Lin Ran remember.

Like a plum, a golden voice and a precious throat!

When he doesn't play football, he usually sees Messi and Ronaldo. Ronaldo's era was relatively far away from Lin Ran.

But Guo Hao is different.

He grew up watching Ronaldo play football and regarded him as his childhood idol.

When shaking hands, Guo Hao was so excited that he stammered in English and discussed signing autographs and taking photos with Da Luo.

Da Luo readily agreed.

He came to attend the MSI awards ceremony mainly because he also invested in a club in the Brazilian League this year. He was worried that the management model was not clear, so he could learn from Guo Hao privately.

At this time, the female host and part-time translator Vincent stepped onto the stage.

"First of all, let us congratulate YM for winning the 2017 Mid-Season Championship!" The female host faced forward, "This event, which is in its third year, will also have its third winner!"

Tryndamere and Ryze on the side clapped and nodded, very satisfied with this.

MSI has held three championships in three years, which has achieved the ecological environment they wanted for the event.

Riot has had enough of LCK's dominance in the past two years. Recently, designers have been thinking about how to weaken the operation that LCK is best at, making the game more suspenseful, so that teams from other regions can also become powerful champions of the world championship. Contender.

Unexpectedly, before they took action, YM came out of the blue last year and broke the LCK's hegemony in the World Championship.

This is a good thing and a bad thing.

Fortunately, the LCK's monopoly has been gradually broken, and the competitiveness of the competition has been raised to a higher level.

The bad thing is that after the brave man slays the dragon, he eventually turns into an evil dragon.

YM won two league championships within one year, plus two most valuable international championships.

They are quite similar to the 2015-2016 SKT, which also won consecutive world championships and mid-season championships that year.

But will a team this time that is as powerful as YM last year stand up to stop them from moving forward?

The two looked at each other and felt that it was time for the designer to start weakening YM.

It doesn't matter if there is no strong enemy matching YM's strength.

Let’s use fists to make it more difficult for them.

"...Next, I will announce the FMVP players for this mid-season championship——" The female host still wanted to sell it off.

But the audience in the stands had already spontaneously shouted an ID!

Ran!

Many Brazilians also played tongue-picking, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

"It seems that everyone already has their own answer," the female host laughed. "Fortunately, most of the audience has the same view as our event judges."

She let her voice reach every corner of the huge stadium: "2017 Mid-Season Championship FMVP——YM.Ran!"

The cheers at the scene rose again, almost shaking the entire stadium.

"Well deserved!" Miller on the commentary desk was very excited. "Ran conquered the audience with his outstanding performance!"

After all, Lin Ran had just scored five kills in the deciding game ten minutes ago. How could this not impress the audience?

At this time, the director also showed Lin Ran's data chart on the big screen at the scene.

Lin Ran scored 3/0/4, 7/1/4, and 13/3/1 in the three winning games, with an extremely luxurious battle loss ratio.

"The average output is 911, and the damage conversion rate is as high as 189%!" I have never seen such terrible data before, "Ran perfectly demonstrated his strong dominance in this final!"

The domestic live broadcast room was already overcrowded. YM's victory and Lin Ran's five-kill performance directly washed away all the sleepiness of the domestic late-night champion. They kept posting barrages.

[If I get five kills on Faker’s head, I can brag about it for the rest of my life! 】

[Lee Sang Hyuk never dreamed of today, right? Ran also won the FMVP over him in last year's finals! 】

【YMNB! 】

The female host in the center of the stage is still conducting post-game interviews.

"I would like to ask player Ran, how do you evaluate your MSI trip? What are your plans for the second half of the season?"

As soon as Lin Ran picked up the phone, he heard the roar of mountains and tsunamis in the stands.

"MVP! MVP!"

Lin Ran prepared his words for a while before speaking:,

"After all, we won the championship in the end. I think our trip to Brazil was not in vain. There is still a lot of prize money to share..."

Hearing this, the brainless and unhappy people standing aside laughed.

The two of them came to Brazil just for a visit, and in the end they could share part of the championship bonus. Although it was definitely not as high as the other starting players, it was still a lot of money for them at this time.

"My teammates are as stable as ever," Lin Ran continued, "but the season is still very long, and this is just an affirmation of our results in the first half of the year."

"This year's global finals held in our home country is our biggest goal this season," Lin Ran said with firm eyes, "YM will win the Summoner's Trophy there again, there will be no doubt about it."

Domestic audiences don't need a translator. They can't help themselves after hearing Lin Ran's interview.

[Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy! 】

[This flag is well set up, Brother Ran! 】

[But the Bird’s Nest must hold the cup! I don’t want to see the Korean team win the championship in the Bird’s Nest. 】

Vincent translated this passage intact, and the female host looked at Lin Ran with a strange brilliance.

This is not some vulgar drama about sudden estrus in public.

She just felt that Lin Ran's image had subversively changed in her heart.

The female host originally thought that East Asians were more modest and reserved in setting small goals during post-game interviews.

Unexpectedly, from his harsh words in response to Ah P to his outlook for the second half of the season after the finals, Lin Ran's speech was not East Asian at all, but very much in line with the style of European and American entertainment.

But as soon as these words were spoken, the smiles of Taitamir and Ryze on the sidelines instantly froze.

Good boy!

I'm worried about how to weaken you. Why don't you set a target for us to hit?

Still win the championship? Is it all right for you to keep me in good shape?

You’ve never seen how powerful a patch is, right?

When the two of them were about to step down, they contacted Chunli, the senior nerf designer of their own company, and offered YM a big package.

Lin Ran, who had just stepped off the stage and returned to the lounge, was still unaware. He was busy processing the large number of congratulatory messages that flooded into his mobile phone.

Lin Ran rarely posts on Weibo and has no threshold for private messages, which almost caused his phone to freeze when he opened the software.

He hurriedly set it to "only accept private messages from people he follows", which finally made him feel comfortable.

As for WeChat, which is commonly used, the ones added are some old fans who have been following Lin Ran since his days as an anchor, and then some insiders.

This part of the information is more troublesome to process.

Because WeChat is full of people who are relatively close to each other, group messages don’t seem sincere.

So at first, Lin Ran considered that it would not be easy for someone to stay up late to watch the game, so he carefully edited his reply.

But he soon discovered that his reply speed could not keep up with the influx of WeChat messages.

It happened that at this time Guo Hao ran back from Da Luo's autograph and group photo, and was shouting that he would take them out to have barbecue to celebrate.

Lin Ran simply edited a circle of friends.

[There are too many messages and I really can’t reply. I will reply in a unified way: Thank you for your support.

Ps: Are you so free? The champion of staying up late per capita, right? Watching the game at three o'clock in the middle of the night? 】

He also included a cat emoticon, which looked lifelike.

Then he picked out messages from a few important people and replied to them.

PDD, the former boss of the team, probably stayed up all night watching the game and sent a message immediately after the game. At this time, the new information was buried at the bottom.

Although PDD is no longer the majority shareholder of YM starting this year, it still has a good relationship with the team members. Lin Ran will definitely want to reply.

Then there are a few professional players who are close to each other.

Xiaohu sent him a few emoticons, and then congratulated Lin Ran for winning the MSI championship.

Lin Ran walked out of the venue with his teammates and got on the bus.

He collected the emoticon first, and then typed quickly with his fingers: [You can’t thank me? I'll help you RNG take revenge. 】

After all, RNG was eliminated by SKT in the MSI semifinals and S6 semifinals last year.

Xiaohu probably didn't want to sleep anymore, so he started chatting with Lin Ran.

[It’s just so-so, you’re not good at flying, you’re really not as good as me]

Lin Ran was naturally dissatisfied, [What a stupid duck? 】

He had just finished typing, and when he saw the word duck, he thought of something fun.

He pinched his throat and recorded his voice in a drake accent, "That's definitely not as good as you. The enchantress was killed by a yellow chicken alone, right?"

In the 2016 MSI, although Xiaohu single-handedly defeated Faker in the group stage, his performance in the knockout rounds was relatively average, and Lee Sang-hyuk even achieved the weird achievement of "the yellow chicken single-handedly defeated the Enchantress".

Lin Ran and Xiaohu have a good relationship, so they have no scruples about making such jokes.

"He's meowing. I thought it was Xiaohu himself. Can you imitate his voice?" Xiaotian sat down next to him and handed Lin Ran potato chips.

Lin Ran hadn't eaten at noon and was feeling hungry at this time.

He saw that there was another traffic jam outside the venue, and the familiar beeping horn sound of the past two weeks was once again lingering in his ears.

It looked like he wouldn't be able to get to the barbecue restaurant for a while, so Lin Ran gave up the idea of ​​filling his stomach for barbecue, took the potato chips and started eating.

Five seconds after the voice message was sent, Xiaohu replied with a question mark.

[You wait for the summer games and let me teach you how to be a good person] He replied again.

【彳亍, I’m waiting. 】

Former teammate Xiao Ming also sent a congratulatory message.

Lin Ran chatted with him for a while and found that Shi Senming actually mentioned that he would be taught a lesson in the summer split.

What the hell? Pretending it up?

In response, Lin Ran replied with an emoticon that said, "I won't be wearing my fangjiewa for three days."

Brainless and unhappy are still calculating their share of the prize money.

This year's MSI championship bonus is US$676,000. The club will deduct part of it, and the starting players will get the lion's share. The combined after-tax income left for Liu Qingsong and Lin Weixiang is estimated to be only 300,000 yuan.

It’s not too small, it’s much higher than the 6W bonus Lin Weixiang received in the Spring Split, which is basically equal to his one-year after-tax salary.

What's more, the two of them also took a trip to Brazil at public expense, so they made a lot of money.

"Brother," Lin Weixiang tightly held the hands of Liu Qingsong, who was two months older than him, with tears in his eyes, "We are rich."

"Hmm." Liu Qingsong looked at the calculator on his phone, thinking about where to use the bonus.

He glanced at Lin Ran's flawless handsome profile and had an idea in his mind.

At this time, the four games were played, the award ceremony was over, and it was almost early morning in the country.

In addition to the large number of viewers attracted by the peak match between SKT and YM, there are more netizens who live according to their biological clocks and have just woken up.

They saw the news about YM winning through various information channels.

Nowadays, e-sports events have attracted a lot of attention, and there is no other big news in the early morning. The two titles "YM wins the championship" and "Ran FMVP" directly dominate the hot search list on Weibo.

Halfway through the meal while sitting in the barbecue restaurant, Lin Mingdong sent a message.

A congratulations emoji.

The key is still the spoof version. Lin Ran always feels that it has a bit of a yin and yang flavor.

He was duplicity while collecting the pictures, [Didn’t I ask you to send less emoticons? 】

Lin Mingdong responded quickly, [so I only sent one picture]

Lin Ran typed quickly, [This picture is not good, don’t use it in the future. 】

Lin Mingdong made a clear expression and continued typing.

[I would like to say congratulations to you, and I hope you will continue to work hard without being arrogant or impetuous. Your career can be even more brilliant. I look forward to your good results]

Lin Ran felt that a soft spot in his heart had been hit, [Thank you. 】

The conversation between father and son did not last long. Lin Mingdong had to catch a flight today and had to start his busy work again.

Su Cheng is very leisurely. She has nothing important to do in the past two weeks after the midterm exam. She goes to class during the day to learn professional knowledge, and at night she has a video call with Lin Ran when she returns to the rental house.

After YM won the championship, he suddenly felt relaxed. Guo Hao took Lin Ran and other team members to have fun at major tourist attractions in Rio.

Su Chengquan, who was on a video call with her boyfriend, thought she was traveling in Rio.

The Statue of Jesus, Bread Mountain, and Rio Cathedral that Lin Weixiang introduced before... Lin Ran turned around all over.

"Why do I think Brazil isn't that fun?"

Su Cheng was a little puzzled, "It's a shame I still wanted to travel at that time."

"I think it's not bad." Lin Ran climbed up the hillside and looked into the distance. "Some scenic spots are quite spectacular."

"In comparison, I would rather look at your face," Su Cheng turned the pen with a smile, "please turn the camera around."

Lin Ran had never seen such a request.

However, the considerate Lin Ran satisfied Su Cheng.

"It's not that the scenery in Brazil isn't beautiful, it's just that you miss me too much, right?" Lin Ran said boldly with his hands on his hips.

"Hey, how drunk are you?" Su Cheng blushed and continued to speak harshly, "I'm living a good life without you."

"Really? I don't believe it." Lin Ran asked back.

"Hey... believe it or not."

The YM team, which stayed in Rio for three days, rushed to Sao Paulo by car, then boarded the plane again, returning to the embrace of their motherland after a 35-hour high-intensity flight.