When commentator A finished speaking, most Chinese e-sports fans fell silent at the same time and in different places.
If you want to say what the nightmare of LPL fans is, it is undoubtedly given by the Korean team, with countless 3:0 scores.
In the past few years, how many "LPL's most promising year" have been blown by the commentators.
In the end, the teams all left with everyone's hope, and then came back with a duck egg.
Everyone didn't understand, obviously they usually played very well in the group stage, and the highlight clips were also caught in 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 hoped again and again, disappointed again and again, and became a true fan of self-deprecation every time.
The League of Legends game has been popular for many years. I don’t know how many childhoods in the 80s and 90s. Maybe the popularity of the game is slowly fading, but it will never fade. The passion on his face, and the number of live viewers during the finals.
When the time for the final came out, many working parties and student parties shouted in their hearts-weekend! ! You can watch live! ! !
At this moment, all these passions were slapped in the throat by 2:0, unable to spit out or swallow.
"...It's okay, we must be steady." Knowing that the camera is on him, commentator A tried hard to control his emotions, "After these two games, I found that the mentality and operation of some TS players have dropped a lot compared to usual Are you nervous? After all, it is the first time for TS to play in a world competition."
"They can't be nervous anymore!" Commentator B, who is usually the calmest, is also anxious now, "It's been two rounds... we must calm down! I... oh! I just hope they can hurry up now... oh!"
The more he talked, the more powerless he became.
Even at the match point, the rest time is only about ten minutes. With such a short time, what can TS do internally
The barrage in the live broadcast room is even more bad-mouthing all the way.
[There is no play this year, let's continue to let MA play next year. TS is too good, and Wan didn't get C in these two rounds, which was useless at all.]
[Wan is not a carry hero, so what do you expect if you collapse in both directions? ? Naka Ueno of TS suggested to replace them all.]
[3:0! 3:0! 3:0! Come on YSP! ! !]
[Damn something, wasting my weekend, fuck.]
[Welcome to the return of this year's Korean purchasing team.]
[Wan was bragging before, saying that he wanted to win the global championship, but now I don’t know if his face hurts, haha.]
[Enough is enough to blow MA! Why didn't MA come out to speak when MA lost to TS? ? ?]
[I was not optimistic about any dark horses. Winning the game is just a moment of luck. I bet that when the Spring Split starts next year, TS's luck will come to an end!]
[With all due respect, this is not as good as HSS. For those crazy people who say "you can go if you want", I will put it here-I can go up, and I can get 3:0!]
Those fans of TS, the audience who really think that this year is very promising, sat in front of the computer and moved their fingertips to hate these sunspots, but found that they didn't know what to say at all.
It's a fact that he didn't play well, so let's just lie down and let him laugh, there's nothing to say.
The disappointment and sadness in their hearts are no less than anyone else.
The Internet cafe was also completely silent at this time. The girl who had clamored for Jinx's champion skin couldn't hold it back. She got up and walked back, sobbing as she walked, as if she was going to wash her face.
A man who was surfing the Internet next to him saw it and sneered, "Why are you crying? Is it really emotional to watch a game? Just because you don't have skin? You women are hypocritical, so when I saw TS recruiting a female player, I thought I know there is no play... "
The girl is thin and small, and she immediately exploded when she heard it. As soon as the voice came out, she knew it was a high-pitched material: "You fucking know a fart!"
These words directly covered the heavy voices of the commentators on the screen, attracting everyone's attention.
"When my mother was playing LOL, you didn't know where the hell you were playing Lianliankan! Playing a game and engaging in sexism, fuck you!!"
The man was dumbfounded by her yelling, and he stared wide-eyed for a long time before saying, "You fucking..."
The girl quickly glanced at the TGP he was driving next to him, on which the man's own account was still open, as if he was taking screenshots of a certain game data for others.
This time it was her turn to smile: "Silver Five? You, a silver player, have the heart of a king? I can beat you back to your hometown with just one Teemo! You idiot!!"
"..." The man was so angry that his face flushed, and he wanted to say something else.
The man next to him with dragon and tiger tattoos on his hands, who looked like a big brother in the society, suddenly turned his head, his brows were thick, and he looked very fierce: "Shut up the fuck! I'm disturbing me to watch the game! A few more words try?!"
The man finally calmed down this time, the girl let out a piss, turned around and stepped on her high heels and strode away, then continued to wipe away tears.
Brother Social turned around to watch the game, his hands crackling non-stop.
[Damn sunspots, do you think you can 3:0? You're not even fucking qualified to sit next to YSP!]
[If Baozi continues to pretend to be asleep, I'm going to Korea with a hammer to wake you up!]
Seoul game venue.
Because of the location, Mu Wanwan usually walks at the back of the line.
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 with her, he saw her right shoulder shrunk inward and rubbed against his cheek.
Because her shoulders shrank slightly, she looked very weak at the moment.
Maybe it wasn't enough, she raised her elbow and wiped it indiscriminately, and then casually wiped the wetness from her elbow onto her clothes, completely ungirly.
When he walked into the lounge, her face was clean, without any trace of crying. If it weren't for the red eyes, he would have thought it was his own illusion just now.
His footsteps began to slow down, and his lips pursed vigorously.
The three people behind were also silent. Seeing them coming in, Mu Wanwan raised her eyes and asked, "How should we fight?"
Still no one spoke.
Brother Yang walked in, panting heavily: "We can't play EZ in the next round..."
Pei Lu directly interrupted him, and said in a flat voice, "Wan Wan."
Hearing her own name, Mu Wanwan was stunned: "Huh?"
"You go out, Pony and Grasshopper, and you two go out too."
The two little substitutes looked at me and I looked at you, and slipped away without stopping.
Mu Wanwan: "..."
Is it because she plays too much? To drive her out? You are not allowed to listen to the pre-match discussion
There was a lump in her throat, "I really didn't have an output environment for those few waves just now..."
"I know." Pei Lu said, "You go out first."
Mu Wanwan hesitated for a moment, Pei Lu's face was expressionless at the moment, his eyes were dark, and he looked inexplicably scary.
She still wanted to struggle, "I..."
"There are chairs outside, you go there to rest first."
"..."
Mu Wanwan was about to cry again.
She lowered the corners of her mouth, restrained her tears, and got up to go out.
When passing by Pei Lu, the man suddenly raised his hand, put it on her head, and rubbed it lightly, "I just put the kettle on the chair outside, and went out to drink a few sips, honey water, turn off the fire."
After Mu Wanwan went out, Brother Yang couldn't stand it any longer: "You are too serious, Wanwan didn't have any major problems in these two rounds, why are you chasing her..."
Pei Lu: "Shut up first."
His words obviously lost the patience just now, and he was low-pitched.
Brother Yang: "..."
At this moment, everyone found that something was wrong with Pei Lu, and all raised their eyes to look at him.
"They can't see through the game, don't you, the onlookers, still don't understand?" Pei Lu's face has lost the gentleness of the past, and the words are heavy, "How good are they in the first two games, and how poor is their awareness? , can't you see?"
Brother Yang: "..." He can see it, isn't it to take care of everyone's emotions, didn't he dare to say that...
Little Roubao was about to cry. He kept holding back and told himself that he was a man and he couldn't cry when he lost the game. Hearing this, he couldn't hold back his tears: "I also feel that my two skills Kinda sucks...”
"It's not a little bit, don't comfort yourself like this." Pei Lu said, "It's very bad."
Little Roubao sniffed: "..."
"I can't see your operation when you play Jie. What is your snake girl? The kite is so strong, I will give you all the wood, how about you? I know the prince on the other side is coming to catch you—but have you forgotten, snake girl?" How strong is a woman's counterattack ability? Don't just run away just because the opponent is Secret. How many waves of counterattack opportunities do you have? And clockwork, since you know that the opponent likes to catch you, you can compare the speed of replenishing soldiers with Secret ? Panel data is so important?”
Not only Xiaoroubao, but even Brother Yang was trained to be stupid.
After Pei Lu finished speaking, the topic changed.
"Wood, you too. You took the male gun in the second game, why didn't you fight against the jungle? Why didn't you invade the wild area? You don't raise pigs in other people's wild areas, what's the use of picking such a hero? You have been worrying about the opponent's middle and upper Support, is there no upper middle class in our team?"
"Also Tiger, as a top laner, a front row, and a big meat, you can't let your ADC have a comfortable output environment, and you always want to cut the opposite back row, which leads to our team formation every time. It's all empty. I'm not going to play the second game if Lulu is a big meat, then the game just now didn't even need you."
There was no sound in the lounge, and even everyone's breathing seemed to be a lot lighter.
Two taps broke the silence.
Brother Yang came back to his senses, turned around and opened the door quickly, and saw the photographer from the competition standing outside suspiciously, indicating that he was going in to shoot.
Brother Yang raised his chin: "Our AD is sitting outside, you shoot her first, we still have something to do inside."
"..."
Mu Wanwan felt extremely uncomfortable, quickly wiped away the tears on her face, and said to the photographer holding back her discomfort, "...Then wait for me to re-tie your hair."
The lounge door closed again.
The faces of the three men being trained were stunned, as if they had been punched hard.
It's not that he was aggrieved by being scolded, but more like he was beaten soberly.
Pei Luxun was tired and took a sip of water.
Then say the key point: "You are too dependent on her."
Everyone knows who the words are 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 omnipotent in laning, team battles, and positioning. Except for her a little dry personality, sometimes she will not be able to play in games. Other than being more emotional, everything else is good. Even during the group stage, there are highlights of her clips every week."
"But what you have to do is not to be proud of having a strong ADC, but to ask yourself - can you match her today? If she is not in TS, but goes to MA or GGX, will she have a better development? ?”
"She is younger than all of you, and she joined the team with a lot of talk behind her back, but was scolded by the black fans because of the operation mistakes of a few old men. In these two games, she has been thinking about how to fuck you, you guys Will it be uncomfortable?"
"Also, what about your dreams?"
"You guys have not yet emerged in this industry, and you choose to join in when you earn 2,000 yuan a month, isn't it to be the number one in the world?"
He pointed out: "The championship trophy is now outside, and you have pushed it out two steps."
"Why don't you wake up soon?"