LOL: What is a roaming mid laner?

Along with the crystal shattering in the live main screen, the Summoner's Rift on the Bird's Nest live stage also changed rapidly.

All the energy in the half of the map close to the SSG soundproof room disappeared in an instant, like rolling magma rushing towards the half area where YM was located!

In just one breath, the SSG half was dimmed, while the YM side was as bright as the blazing sun!

Dry ice sprayed out from around the stage, and golden ribbons fell from the air amid the white mist!

"Congratulations YM!!" Miller roared angrily in the commentary box, "We are the champions!"

The roar, enhanced by the sound effects, lingered around the bird's nest, and together with the fiery atmosphere of the live stage, ignited the passion in the hearts of the audience!

The shouts and applause and cheers, which I don’t know are just pure vents, were intertwined layer by layer, and the originally turbulent ocean was completely boiling!

The doll next to her took advantage of the director not pointing the camera at her, took off her glasses and wiped the lenses wet with tears, "Two consecutive championships, an unprecedented achievement in the history of League of Legends!"

I remember my voice was slightly choked, and looking at the golden rain on the stage in the distance seemed to bring back memories of the past.

This is his first time commentating on the World Championship finals since he came to the LPL, but his mood is just like it was five years ago, young and exciting.

That year, Taipei Assassin defeated Azubu Forst in the finals, and it was in Los Angeles, the holy place where e-sports events routinely crown kings.

Avid e-sports enthusiasts who witnessed TPA win the championship remember that they were even more affected by this. They quit the high-paying jobs they found with a degree in finance from National Taiwan University and resolutely joined Flash Wolves as an analyst.

At that time, he thought that S2's victory was a sign of the rise of Taiwan's League of Legends, just like the sun shining through the night and the dawn quietly crossing the horizon...

But I didn't expect that this glory was both the beginning and the end, like a meteor streaking across the sky.

The Dou Emperor Assassination Star fell so quickly, and the remaining Dou Emperor bloodline was vulnerable. It only relied on Lightning Wolf and AHQ to make a comeback in S5 for a year.

I remember going through five years of reincarnation and three identities, from spectator to analyst to commentator. Now he is standing on the stage, watching the team in this division win the Summoner's Trophy and start his own dynasty.

"Winning the championship is unprecedented!" He retracted the chaotic thoughts that spread, "YM broke the record set by SKT when they won the championship in 2015!"

"100% winning rate, 15 consecutive wins in small games, no other team will be able to surpass this record!"

【YMNB! 】

【Is it too fierce? 100% winning rate is really exaggerated...]

[What is absolute dominance? 】

The entrance passage near the YM soundproof room opened, and Guo Hao rushed into the room with all the training department employees.

Lin Weixiang was already crazy with joy. He could not wait to pounce on Lin Ran.

"Skin, skin, my skin is whining..." Lin Weixiang burst into tears. When he narrowed his eyes, it looked like he had four eyebrows.

Guo Hao put the team flag on Lin Ran, and Bai Yueya smiled with tears in his eyes. He held the hand of his midfielder and thanked him repeatedly.

This year in YM was too dreamy for him, almost unbelievable.

"Go ahead and shake hands first!" Riot China's referee was still shouting, trying to get the players to follow his orders.

"Let's go, let's put down your fucking labor!" Jack was so anxious that the two assistants, Prophet and Liu Qingsong, tried to lift him up like a pig. He had no way to resist as his force value was too low.

A group of people were still making noises. Xiaotian smoothed his bangs that almost covered his eyes and chatted with the Xiba people while putting on his coat.

After a while of ink staining, they slowly left the room amid the urging of the staff.

But the soundproof room only had one narrow door, and the group blocked the exit. Lin Ran was at the back, while Jack and Lin Weixiang, two childish people, were arguing over who should leave the room first.

He turned his head and saw Su Cheng leaning next to the gaming chair, his eyes wandering on the blue shirt and thin and loose black casual pants.

"Isn't it cold?" Lin Ran frowned, "Where's the down jacket?"

The Bird's Nest is too empty and has the structure of a stadium. Naturally, there is no central air conditioning. There is only a separate constant temperature system in the small boxes on the third floor.

In the evening of late autumn, the temperature in Beijing was close to zero. When he saw what Su Cheng was wearing, he felt goosebumps on his forearms.

"...I left it in the lounge and forgot to put it on," Su Cheng pursed her lips and smiled. Whether it was because of the cold or the excitement, her cheeks turned red. "Just wait for a while and wait until you get back."

"What should I do if I catch a cold again?" Lin Ran took an unused warmer from the table and handed it to her, "You use it first... and then put on my team uniform."

He rolled the team flag around his body and used it as a jacket. Su Cheng put on her boyfriend's team uniform. Both the length and the shoulder width were a bit larger, completely covering her body.

The orange scent of the softener was mixed with a bit of Lin Ran's shower gel, and the mixture made her feel more at ease.

She pursed her lips and smiled softly, raising her hand to smooth down Lin Ran's broken hair that had become raised due to wearing headphones for a long time.

The five players left the soundproof room and crossed the Summoner's Rift on the stage to shake hands with each other.

After leaving the room, the sounds from the outside world suddenly reached Lin Ran's ears very clearly.

The three LPL commentators were still chattering, but they were completely suppressed by the restless voices from the audience in the stands. Lin Ran was not in the mood to listen carefully to what other people said about him.

Anyway, now he is the world champion.

Lin Ran waved the team flag, and there were several die-hard fans in the stands who had traveled all the way from Wuhan to Beijing to watch the team's YM game.

Pushing open the door of the SSG soundproof room, there was silence inside, which was in sharp contrast to the noise outside.

Cuvee and Master An stood up first and extended their palms to them.

"Good fight." Lin Ran praised based on the principle of friendship.

Leader An's lips moved slightly, mainly because his English level limited him, otherwise he would have to speak a few words.

Crown was still curled up in his seat and crying silently, his big tears flowing down his jawline to his neck, leaving some moisture on his gold necklace.

Jin Gong, who was standing at the front, was at a loss and didn't know how to deal with this situation.

It was Boss An who patted his mid laner, and Crown finally reacted.

He could still control himself when shaking hands with Jin Gong Xiaotian, but the moment he saw Lin Ran, he hurriedly turned his head and tears burst into his eyes again.

Don't mess with me bro.

Lin Ran panicked. If others saw this, they would think I had hurt you.

He shook it hastily and walked back quickly.

The barrages were not so tolerant and started mocking him one after another.

[Hahaha, did you cry after being beaten? 】

[You cried even after being tortured like this for three consecutive games. You had no ability to resist at all, and you just lay flat the whole time...]

[To put it bluntly, this year Crown has really set a new limit for me on Korean mid laners. I didn’t expect that this NM is better than Dade]

[I, Azhen, have already retired and you still want to whip the corpse? 】

Lin Ran continued to move forward, and Chi Di looked lost. He was still immersed in the last wave of team battles in the previous game and couldn't extricate himself.

If he hadn't made a mistake in damage calculation and had honestly jumped away to let Cuvee kill Lin Ran, would the outcome of that team battle have been changed?

Once the Baron is successfully captured, Samsung can completely crush YM in the mid-to-late stage by relying on the Censer Monster, and there is a high probability that it will make a beautiful comeback.

Such a big advantage being overturned will definitely have a blow to YM's morale, and they may be able to win the fourth game to tie the score while pursuing the victory.

Thinking about it this way, it is not impossible for two to chase three...

Such thoughts swirled around in Emperor Chi's mind, and he blamed himself even more, and even felt that his heart was bleeding.

The perfect comeback opportunity was ruined by him alone.

The ridicule of Samsung on the Korean Internet is non-stop. In just a few minutes, hundreds of discussion posts have appeared on the famous forum Inven.

[Hahaha, is this all Samsung? Can this level also represent LCK in the finals? Ha ha ha ha……】

[What kind of pig-nosing operations are Crown and Ruler doing? Is it true that the small artillery regiment saved lives and healed the wounded without buying vegetables? 】

[, the fastest BO5 final in the history of the global finals, plus sending out the first undefeated team in history, Samsung really makes our Republic of Korea proud]

[Isn’t this a normal thing? Everyone knows the performance of S3 and S6 Samsung in foreign battles]

Many people have lost their temper and are talking nonsense while typing.

[One thing to say, I am just a passerby. It was a mistake for Samsung to qualify from the bubble game. It is better to let KT play:

Deft+Mata's style is similar to YM's bottom lane and has certain advantages; top laner Smeb has maintained a good level and had no problems against Jin Gong last year; jungler Score is experienced and can withstand junglers like Tian... ...As long as the Pawn in the middle can be stable, we will win! 】

At first glance, it does make some sense. After all, those who did not compete in the World Championship were the strongest teams in Garytown.

The number of likes for this comment easily exceeded a thousand. Korean netizens were affected by this comment, and their dissatisfaction with Samsung increased exponentially.

They felt that Samsung should not occupy the third seed in the LCK and go to the World Championships to embarrass themselves, and even helped YM break two records.

Why do you want to win the bubbling competition? Wouldn't it be better to let KT, who has obviously better equipment, face YM?

Korean netizens got into trouble. Not many people remembered that Samsung also defeated two LPL teams before reaching the finals.

After losing in such a high-profile event, they put all the blame on Samsung.

After all, SSG has few fans. It’s not because they are pretending to be weak but they really have few fans.

No fans even came out to say xinkule in such a large forum.

One can imagine the situation that everyone in SSG faced after returning to China.

But none of this had anything to do with Lin Ran. He shook hands with Corejj at the back, then grabbed the team flag and followed Xiaoyao out of the room.

The golden ribbons were still flying in the air, and the flashes of countless cameras reflected colorful light through the white mist sprayed by the dry ice, forming a dreamy picture in front of Lin Ran.

The prophet, Lin Weixiang and Bai Yueya stood outside and waited for a long time. When they saw the five starting players leaving the soundproof room, they quickly surrounded them and walked towards the middle of the stage Summoner's Canyon.

The shiny silver Summoner's Trophy is right there.

The cheers in the stands grew louder, and eight people stood in the center and formed a circle.

"Hold the cup, YM, pick up that..."

Lin Ran didn't hear what was said behind the commentary. He and his teammates stretched out their arms to lift the 65-pound Summoner's Trophy above their heads!

The dry ice around the stage erupted again, together with the golden ribbons flying around, celebrating the birth of the strongest team in League of Legends in 2017!

"YM became the second team in history to win the Summoner's Trophy twice, keeping pace with the e-sports giant SKT!"

The audience in the stands took out their mobile phones to freeze the scene, and Lin Mingdong was no exception. Thanks to the increasingly advanced mobile phone camera technology, he could take dozens of photos in a row and choose the one he liked.

Professional videographers standing in the front row quickly sent the photos to major e-sports news media around the world for front-page headlines.

Ren Dong, wearing a dark red suit, walked quickly onto the stage, holding the microphone firmly in his hand with some sincere joy.

He turned up the volume and said in as strong a voice as possible, "Summoners present, tell me loudly, who is the champion team of the 2017 League of Legends Global Finals?"

Tens of thousands of spectators in the stands chanted YM's team name in unison. The momentum was so great that it made people's hearts beat!

"Next, let's invite the founder of Riot Games..."

Tryndamere and Ryze took the stage, and the bearded man once again hung the championship medal on Lin Ran's chest.

"Brother, is this the first time we have met?" King Man asked as he shook hands with Lin Ran.

His voice was loud enough that even if the cheers were so enthusiastic, Lin Ran could still hear him clearly.

"The second time or the third time?" Lin Ran replied excitedly.

"Oh..." Tryndamere said with emotion, "Twice is enough. I have to pray that I won't meet you again next November."

"That might be a bit difficult." Lin Ran laughed, and a gust of cold wind blew, and he tightened the team flag on his body.

Chunli, as the representative of Riot designers, also came to the Bird's Nest to watch the game. From the moment YM defeated Samsung and successfully won the cup, he had a gloomy face.

Today, when professionalism is highly developed, it is simply a shame and humiliation for designers to be won two consecutive global finals championships by the same team!

He felt his face hurt as he looked at the YM people on the stage taking photos with championship medals in their hands.

To be fair, Chunli doesn't know how to cut the knife girl, he is already trying his best to weaken YM's previous style of play.

Originally, YM was good at midfielder auxiliary linkage + four packs of two, which was their core weapon to win the championship from S6 to S7 MSI.

In the S7 Summer Split, Chun-Li focused on turning the jungle into a paradise for herbivorous junglers. The popularity of incense burners also forced the support to stay on the line instead of leading the rhythm everywhere.

Not to mention the emergence of the top tool man Galio, which completely changed the ecological environment of the mid lane. The version of heroes gradually turned to functionality, making the carry-type magic core gradually decline.

With several consecutive strikes, Chunli abolished the midfielder and jungler auxiliary linkage that YM was previously proud of, reducing the map presence of these three positions in the early and mid-term to the lowest level in history.

Before the global finals, when YM took the lead in developing the incense burner soft auxiliary system, he was not very worried.

After all, the first team to create tactics is not necessarily the strongest. YM’s tactical style is here. Once they don’t adapt to the rhythm of the incense burner version, they will die quickly.

But he didn't expect that YM would adapt to the situation. They even used the soft assistant of the incense burner as a trap for the opponent, and used the hard assistant to liberate Liu Qingsong.

Then, when facing SKT, Lin Ran was defeated. Lin Ran used Malzahar and other heroes to lead the jungler to catch Huni. One person held back and the whole team suffered. Faker was unable to defeat his old enemy in the end.

The three-star team in the finals is a version of the team that perfectly meets Chun-Li's expectations - the powerful single-player Cuvee, the stable and experienced leader An who is as fierce as a tiger in team battles, and the functional mid laner who is good at Galio Rockbird and Malzahar. Crown; Ruler, a stable team battle output point, plus Corejj, who has strong team fighting and protection capabilities.

Combined with the green jungle knife and the sea of ​​vision arranged by the real eye, Samsung is simply the son of the version.

But SSG is so vulnerable in front of YM, it will break at a touch.

The top laner can't press hard, can't defend the jungle, the mid laner blows himself up all the way, and the bottom lane has no rhythm and can only wait to lose.

Chunli never dreamed that the middle lane would be so ordered, and without Galio and Grasshopper's Crown, she would look like a fool.

The gap in matchups in the middle of the entire final was outrageous.

He gritted his teeth, feeling that he must smash YM to pieces before resigning.

I didn’t let you see what the most powerful weapon in the game is, are you really going crazy?

At this time, the two founders of Riot Games had finished shaking hands with the YM players and coaches, and Ren Dong continued to shout loudly:

"The next thing to be awarded is the FMVP award. Summoners at the scene and in front of the screen. I believe you all have your own answers, but now, the result of the judges' vote is in my hands."

Ren Dong paused and opened the envelope in his hand.

"The winner of FMVP in the 2017 League of Legends Global Finals is..."

Someone was already shouting in the stands.

"Brother Ran NB!"

The sound blended into the evening sky of the Bird's Nest and lingered for a long time without dissipating.

Ren Dong originally wanted to give it away, but when he heard this shout, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

"YM.Ran! Congratulations!"

Lin Ran was not surprised by this result. After all, FMVP is only selected based on performance in the finals.

If he orders food so crazily and still doesn't win the FMVP, then something really big will happen.

"Awesome!" Su Cheng's father in the front row of the infield clapped, "I remember Lin Ran was also the FMVP last year, right?"

"Well..." Lin Mingdong held his head high, the YM Ran logo on the back of his neck shining brightly in the night sky, "That's it, there's nothing to be proud of."

At this time, the big screen of the Bird's Nest already showed Lin Ran's data for the three final games.

Syndra 8/0/6, damage ratio 46.39%;

Ahri 7/0/7, damage ratio 37.77%;

Snake Girl 8/0/3, damage proportion is 35.88%.

The total record in the three games was 23/0/16, and the KDA was as high as 39!

The scene was in an uproar, with exclamations coming one after another!

They know what this data means!

[Guigui, will I never die next? 】

【And super god? 】

[Can you really survive in the finals? 】

[This record is like a junior generation]

【Xiaodai? Tongtiandai! The kind that champions the generation S competition]

[Can the RNG coaching staff stay calm? Can I buy Ran and give the puppy a championship? Wooooow]

[I think so. If you cancel your account, you can go to the top order. Letme has been destroyed by Cuvee this year. No one in Jesnar Kenan understands. Are you doing Gouba? 】

On the Bird's Nest stage, Lin Ran was pushed out of the team by Jack.

The Shiba Inu bared his teeth fiercely, "Brother Meng, there is a traitor in our team who is cheating on data!"

Lin Ran smiled indifferently and stepped forward to be interviewed by Ren Dong.

"Brother Ran led the team to win the championship for the second time today and also won the FMVP honor for the second time. Is there anything you want to say to everyone?"

Lin Ran looked down at the microphone Ren Dong handed to him.

He considered it for two seconds and took a deep breath to calm down his excitement.

The cold and biting autumn wind in the evening broke into his mouth violently, making him calm down instantly.

"First of all, I would like to thank several teammates and coaches of YM... Although I have said this countless times before, I still want to repeat it now-"

“You are the best people I have ever worked with.”

His eyes swept across the audience, "Secondly, I want to thank the audience who came to watch my game. Thank you for your support. I hope my performance today will satisfy you..."

Suddenly someone in the stands shouted, "Not satisfied!"

Lin Ran didn't expect that someone would cause trouble during his acceptance speech.

After being stunned for a moment, I heard the man continue to shout, "The fight is too fast, can you go slower next time? It's not easy for us to buy tickets!"

Lin Ran held the team flag tightly and joked, "Next time, I'll definitely do it."

He held the microphone and continued: "I would also like to thank my family and elders. You are my strong support."

"Hey, hey, I mentioned you." Su Cheng's father may have practiced with Karl Malone, and he used his elbows very well, almost giving Lin Mingdong some trouble.

"I know, I know..." He frowned.

"Having said so much, there is one person I want to thank at last." When Lin Ran said this, the bleak autumn wind kept coming into his mouth, but his heart was burning.

"I was under a lot of pressure before this World Championship. You said that the road to the championship is a marathon. Break it into several small goals. I will complete these small stage goals in sequence, and the running will be much easier..."

Su Cheng, who was staying in the YM soundproof room with Guo Hao and Doom, blushed for a moment.

She glanced around at her two colleagues, feeling a little guilty.

"It turns out you were right, I ran very easily." Standing in the center of the stage to greet the bright stars, Lin Ran picked up the championship medal hanging on his chest.

"According to this theory, the long journey of life can also be divided into countless stages of small goals."

"I just hope that you will be there in every step and every goal in my life."

The barrage was silent for two seconds, and no matter how slow the reaction was, he could still tell that something was wrong.

Question mark attacks immediately filled the live broadcast room, and the amount of barrages was comparable to the moment when he won the championship.

【What is this for? 】

[It’s broken. It’s broken. Is this a confession? 】

[How come everyone has a girlfriend? 】

[Faker:? ? ? Killing someone but also killing your heart? Kill them all, right? 】

[Originally, YM wanted to add an egg to instant noodles today when they won the championship, but what the heck? I'm going to die]

There were many good-hearted spectators in the stands, and one voice sounded like a drake's voice that had closed its account, which particularly caught my ears.

Xiaotian shrank back, his already slender eyes narrowed, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Jack's fist hardened, "Is this a show off? You've never been beaten, right? You're on horseback."

Now Guo Hao and Doom, who were far away in the transparent soundproof room, also set their sights on Su Cheng.

She began to pretend to be dead, and Lin Ran's large team uniform jacket became a protective umbrella.

Su Cheng curled up her body like a cooked shrimp.

The face hidden under the coat also turned red, and even the ears became pink.

But she couldn't help but want to laugh. She lay down on the seat where Lin Ran had played before, hid her face, and then laughed out loud.

The warm baby in the palm of your hand diligently radiates heat. This scorching temperature seems to flow along the blood to the heart, and then transfers to the limbs and bones.

Su Cheng's heart felt numb.

Su Cheng's father, who was far away in the infield, changed his face at the speed of light. Lin Ran, who was originally quite pleasing to him, suddenly felt awkward.

"Don't be so sad," Lin Mingdong said proudly, "Smile, why don't you smile?"

Ren Dong didn't expect that Lin Ran would cause trouble at the end, but he adjusted quickly.

"Congratulations to both of you," Ren Dong changed the topic, "After winning this championship, YM has become one of the teams with the most championships in the League of Legends global finals. What goals do Ran and YM have next? ?"

This question was a tricky one, tying Lin Ran and YM together. On the surface, he was asking about future plans, but in reality, he wanted to find out Lin Ran's trends and YM's staffing next year.

Lin Ran answered quickly this time.

"What Jack said in the interview before the finals is right - unless League of Legends is gone, we will be the best team in the world."

Amidst the endless exclamations and screams from the audience, Lin Ran continued to respond, "The next goal is very clear," we will get honors and results that are enough to crush other teams. "

[Crazy, crazy, crazy! 】

[There is a saying, if you win another mid-season championship, you will have already been crushed in terms of honor]

[Hey, don’t you understand? Isn't the point of this paragraph that Brother Ran will not leave the team next season? 】

Ren Dong also got the answer he wanted, and he was very satisfied and went to interview Bai Yueya again.

"Thank you very much to this group of players. I have to say this is the most talented team I have ever coached..."

While Bai Yueya was being interviewed, Lin Ran looked back at the soundproof room.

Su Cheng was still lying on the table, apparently preparing to hide until the interview was over.

…

Half an hour later, backstage at the Bird's Nest, in the media interview area.

All YM members sat in a row with their backs against a background board with the fist logo printed on it, and the media reporters in the audience asked questions one by one.

"Has player Ran confirmed this year's championship skin?"

Lin Ran pondered for two seconds, "I haven't thought about the details yet. I'll discuss it with Riot Games in two days."

Some reporters who focus on gossip found another topic.

"Can I ask who the woman who Brother Ran confessed to on the Bird's Nest stage just now is?"

Lin Ran, who wanted to end the interview quickly, responded bluntly, "It's not convenient."

In the rest area separated by a wall, Su Cheng, who was wearing his own light gray down jacket, pursed his lips and snickered.

The media interview ended at eight o'clock in the evening.

The original Summoner's Trophy was not warmed up yet, and was taken back by Riot Games as usual.

"Hey, hey..." Guo Hao pulled Vincent, "Where's the replica of last year's trophy?"

"I've paid all the money, so why don't you refuse to deliver the goods?"

Vincent responded quickly, "Can I help you place the order? Try to do it as quickly as possible this year."

"Hurry up!" Guo Hao was very dissatisfied.

He just received a call saying that the investor BMW would come to inspect the base in one month and sign an 18-year capital injection contract.

When the sponsor arrives, there is no Summoner trophy in the trophy room. How will he explain it?

Oh, Riot's express delivery is too slow and it's stuck at sea?

"Absolutely." Vincent walked out of the lounge carrying the trophy.

"Where are we going to eat tonight?" Jack lay on the chair, his two short legs dangling restlessly in the air.

"Everyone can eat at the Wenqi Food Hall in the Pangu Seven Star Hotel next door, which makes Cantonese cuisine." Guo Hao had already made arrangements.

As a team manager, he definitely knows which restaurant nearby has better food.

"Everyone, please bring your family members with you," Guo Hao put his bag on his back. "You go outside to chat with your family members and reminisce about old times. I'll find the driver to bring the bus over. Let's meet in the parking lot."

Su Cheng pulled Lin Ran and ran out excitedly.

The media interviews after the game took a lot of time. Now that the audience in the Bird's Nest has almost dispersed, the two easily found Lin Mingdong and Su Cheng's parents.

"Mom, mom..." Su Cheng rushed forward, "I haven't seen you for 6 hours. I miss you so much."

"Huh, you usually don't even make a phone call for a week in Shanghai, and now you miss me again?" Mother Su was unmoved.

Su Cheng was still acting coquettishly with her parents to relieve the embarrassment in her heart. Everyone present knew who Lin Ran was talking about when she was being interviewed on stage.

Su Cheng felt a little embarrassed for her parents to see their daughter showing such affection.

Lin Ran's eyes stayed on Lin Mingdong.

He glanced just now and knew that his father was wearing his own team uniform.

"...Congratulations," Lin Mingdong spoke first, "I watched it in the audience and you played well."

"One..." Lin Ran was about to say it was normal, but when he thought about it, he felt that if he answered like this, he would kill the topic.

"It's really not bad." He walked along the steps.

Lin Mingdong found the topic as expected. He and Lin Ran discussed issues related to the trend of the game.

"Your Uncle Su said that the side with the economic lead has an advantage, except EDG. Why?"

Lin Ran was no longer sleepy after hearing this. He took out his mobile phone and played Lin Mingdong a short video that he had treasured for a long time.

"Now I have to tell you about the value of a 10,000 yuan economic turnaround..."

Lin Mingdong looked at his son who was full of confidence when talking about games, his eyes flowing on his face as he absorbed all the advantages of himself and his wife.

That's it, it's pretty good.