In the end, Mu Wanwan still didn't go to the cake shop.
She was about to tear off the cracked tempered film when she received a call from Brother Yang.
The other party's voice was serious: "You go back to the base right now, there is something to discuss."
After saying goodbye to Lin Jiu, the two got into the car without stopping, and not long after they left, Pei Lu's phone rang.
Pei Lu didn't have the habit of answering the phone while driving, so he handed over the phone: "It's Brother Yang, answer it for me."
Mu Wanwan groaned, picked it up and turned on the speaker.
"Where did you go? Come back to the base immediately, something serious happened!"
I have never seen Brother Yang so anxious, Mu Wanwan couldn't help asking: "We are on our way back, what happened?"
"...Why are you together?" After Yang brother asked, he felt that this question seemed a bit irrelevant now, "Forget it, just come back soon."
"It's coming soon," Pei Lu took the time to say, "If you hurry up, you will be speeding."
Back at the base, Pei Lu skillfully drove the car into the garage, and the two of them entered the building through the back door together.
The two went straight to the meeting room.
Xiaoroubao and the others were already sitting inside, seeing them, Xiaoroubao said: "You are finally back."
"What happened?" Pei Lu looked around, "Where's Brother Yang?"
"Calling outside," Xiaoroubao finished, and added, "LPL official staff, Youlong's...the phone has never stopped."
As soon as he finished speaking, Brother Yang came in, still talking on the phone.
"What I was thinking was... well, I won't talk about this, just say that you have discussed with me before, and I have repeatedly confirmed with the person in charge that we can participate in the final relegation match... What? Fired? Fired Doesn’t the thing I talked about with you before count?”
Finally, he hung up the phone angrily and even swears.
Seeing them, he threw his phone to Table Mountain, "Are you back?"
"What happened." Pei Lu repeated.
"I was cheated," Yang Ge was angry, "the person in charge I contacted before I quit the game said that after we quit the game, the points for the next game will be all zero by default, and we will participate in the relegation match at the end as usual. As for the qualifications for the next summer split, I think it's okay for you to win the relegation match... Now that person is backtracking."
The relegation match of the spring split, as the name suggests, keeps the qualifications for the next season.
The LPL is divided into two parts, the regular season and the playoffs. The top eight teams in the regular season will enter the playoffs to continue to compete; The bottom four teams need to play a relegation match. If they lose, they will be relegated from LPL to LSPL—League of Legends League One. The team position was replaced by the team promoted from the LSPL.
Since it is a relegation, LSPL's level and strength are naturally pulled back by LPL.
With so many things added for nothing, Brother Yang just felt a headache—in fact, they didn't plan to retire before.
Because the LPL expressly prohibits abstention, otherwise it will be banned from participating in all competitions organized by Tencent, and the suspension period is one year.
But Xiaohui is not only unable to keep up in terms of strength, but also has a serious hand injury recently. It is okay to play one or two games occasionally, but it will not work if there are too many.
So far, the five TS players have one substitute, one suspension and one hand injury. It is impossible to make up five players.
So he had no choice but to play around, and in the end he managed to win the qualification for the relegation match, and he lost money and connections.
Little Roubao was in a hurry: "So now we are going to ban us for one year??"
A one-year suspension is too hurtful for a team that has just injected new blood and is ambitious to reach the global finals.
Brother Yang didn't speak, he was frowning and looking at the newly received WeChat.
Pei Lu asked: "Is there any other solution?"
"We're still discussing," Brother Yang said, "Although it's written in the rules, I've read the terms and conditions. In the end, the right to punish belongs to the government—that is, regardless of how the rules are written, they will be punished according to what they say in the end."
"The authorities have no reason to embarrass us," Brother Hu was puzzled, "Since it is not allowed, why didn't they explain it to us at the time?"
"I don't know, I'm waiting..." Before Brother Yang finished speaking, the phone rang.
He glanced at the caller ID, "Here we are."
Mu Wanwan subconsciously asked, "Who?"
Pei Lu glanced at him: "The new event leader."
Brother Yang clicked to answer.
There was a smile in the conversation, and the tone was relaxed: "Luo Yang, long time no see, have you had dinner?"
It's almost eleven o'clock, these scenes are really boring.
Brother Yang smiled halfheartedly: "Where can I eat now?"
"No, no, we still have to eat," the person in charge paused and asked, "Are there any other people around you?"
This is what it means to speak privately.
Brother Yang didn't change his face: "No."
Mu Wanwan raised her hand to cover her mouth, not daring to breathe.
"It's like this... The one who discussed with you before was to let you play a relegation match, right?"
"That's right."
"It's not a blank promise. We did mean from the beginning to let you fight for the relegation match. After all, you are irresistible factors. We can understand it internally."
Going around, but couldn't get to the point, Brother Yang hummed, and said patiently: "Then what's the situation now? Let me just say this, I saved all the chat records between me and that person for safety's sake. back up."
"Young people, don't be so aggressive," the person in charge said, "We are unable to give you this guarantee because there will be some changes in the competition system."
Brother Yang asked: "Are we the victims of the changes in the competition system?"
"We will not target any team. Don't worry, we have already discussed how to deal with it. Let's talk about it tomorrow?"
When Brother Yang heard the penultimate sentence, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief. The tone was quite gentle, and it sounded like there was room for turning around.
He smiled bitterly: "If you don't tell me clearly now, how can I still sleep tonight?"
"Hahaha, okay, let me tell you briefly first," said the person in charge, "You have missed three games since you retired—to be honest, the one who made you retire It was a very wrong decision, and that's why I'm here now."
... Mu Wanwan actually heard a bit of gratitude in these words.
"Twelve teams, one less. It will be very difficult for us to arrange the schedule. In addition to the sudden change of next year's competition system... In short, the result of our discussion is that TS will not withdraw, but only withdraw from the competition."
"What means?"
"That's right - you will continue to play in the next spring split, and the three missed games before will be regarded as defeats, without points."
Brother Yang was puzzled: "There are only four of us, how do we fight?"
"We have also discussed this and agreed to let you add players."
…
Mu Wanwan opened her mouth, and the phrase "I rely on" was about to blurt out, but fortunately, Pei Lu had quick eyesight and quick hands, and was the first to cover her mouth.
A scent of shower gel entered her nostrils.
Brother Yang was also stunned.
There has never been a player who participated in the LPL competition halfway.
After hanging up the phone, Pei Lu immediately let go of Mu Wanwan.
Only then did Mu Wanwan utter a leisurely sentence: "...I rely on you."
"What is this?" The others were also in a state of surprise, and Xiao Roubao said, "It means that we need to pack up and go back to play the spring game? Is the official so good at playing??"
Only Pei Lu noticed something was wrong: "How do they plan to change the competition system in the second half of the year?"
Brother Yang shook his head: "... I don't know. But the change that allows them to make an exception and break so many rules is definitely not a small change."
He rubbed his brows, "It is estimated that it has been settled over there, and tomorrow we should discuss the issue of team members' changes and official notifications."
Brother Hu remembered the important point: "If we can add more players, who should we add as the starting lineup?"
All eyes turned to Mu Wanwan's face.
Mu Wanwan: "..."
Brother Yang immediately calmed down and expressed his opinion: "My suggestion is that if we really want to continue competing, let's not stay up late."
Pei Lu's right hand was placed under the table, and it was lightly clenched into a fist. On the palm was Yu Wenwen and lipstick left by the girl, and it was a little hot: "Why?"
"He also said just now that we missed three games, which are not counted as points." Brother Yang opened the notebook and wrote down a few numbers, "Our points... are only 1 at present, which means that Group A is currently ranked first. For the few teams in the team, if we play late, we must play very well in order to enter the playoffs—but Group A has MA and GGX, which is very difficult. In this case, it is better to save Wanwan for the summer game big move."
Mu Wanwan couldn't listen to anything.
Just thinking that she might have to play a game gave her a tingling scalp, numbness in her hands and feet... and numbness in her buttocks.
What a strange disease.
She didn't feel like this when she was in high school...
"I don't agree." Pei Lu said without thinking.
Brother Yang hummed: "Why?"
"She's our team member, it's not a big move," Pei Ludao said, "At first you wanted to maintain a sense of mystery, and I have no problem with accumulating until the day of the official announcement, but the competition is different. There's no need to hold her so tight."
Brother Yang was silent.
Pei Lu continued: "You have to have confidence in us, and you have to have confidence in her. She is not a firework that disappears once it is set off. If she can play this season, she will also be able to play next season."
Brother Yang sighed and nodded slightly: "It's my mentality that is wrong, sorry... Wanwan, let me ask first, are you okay?"
"No."
have.
"no problem."
The problem is big.
Mu Wanwan looked like a schizophrenic at this time, she answered with a mouth, but she had a completely different thought in her heart.
what happened
Yesterday she was counting the duration of the live broadcast with her fingers, why did she suddenly be notified today that she was going to play a match?
After Brother Yang left, Mu Wanwan was still sitting.
Pei Lu got up: "Let's go, go out for training."
Mu Wanwan didn't move.
Pei Lu stopped and turned around in doubt.
Mu Wanwan took a few deep breaths back and forth, failed several times, and stretched out her hand towards Pei Lu.
"...Help me up, my legs are weak."