There were a lot of fans who came to cheer for Titans and Noah's Ark in the afternoon, especially the latter.
This year's Noah has achieved the best result since participating in WCAD. The efforts of each team member are obvious to all fans. Now in the late stage of the finals, the teams that stand out are the strongest among the strong, and there will always be times when they run into an iron wall.
Even if the opponent is Lincoln, Noah's players did not show any discouragement at all. They waved to the enthusiastic fans with a smile, taking every step of the way calmly and surely.
When the R4 team entered the field, Titans walked beside Noah's Ark. Yaosen didn't care about the sight of so many fans in the audience. He raised his hand and rubbed the top of Shao Han's head and said with a smile: "I'm waiting for you."
Shao Han faintly heard the exclamation from the fans one after another, feeling helpless and warm in his heart, he smiled softly: "Yeah."
After Shao Han was sent away, Yaosen turned his head and put down his smile. The other three players knew at a glance that their captain had switched to the game mode where the gods were fighting against the gods.
Their opponent in this round is NL, which is definitely not the strongest opponent, but it is indeed the most special opponent.
The color of the Titans team uniform was changed two years ago. It was changed from the previous all-black style to a style with some red dark patterns dotted on the neckline and cuffs. The reason for the modification is that all black is always too lifeless.
Although their team uniforms have been changed to black and red, they are still dominated by black. Black is the heaviest color that cannot be seen through or surpassed. If the footprints left by them at this step can be seen through and simply copied, then they are indeed not worthy of this color.
Under the lights of the arena, the entire Titans team still looked deep and steady. Yaosen stood in front of Cheng Rui and reached out to him.
The two held hands together, Yaosen looked at each other, and suddenly said in a low voice: "If I were you, I would mind that when someone mentioned me, the first impression was an imitator."
Cheng Rui lowered his eyes, as if he was remembering something, his expression still pale: "I don't mind."
"Really?" Yaosen smiled slightly, "then there is no way."
Jiang Yang got together with relatives who lived in the United States all the year round. Because there was a Titans vs. NL game the next day, he wanted to go home early last night, but he couldn't hold back the enthusiasm of his relatives and stayed at his relatives for one night.
As a result, he accidentally got up late this morning, and there was a traffic jam on the way to the stadium in the car, so anxious that he wanted to get out of the car and ran over.
When Jiang Yang finally came to the stadium, R4 estimated that two or three games had already passed. He hurriedly walked towards the audience entrance of the stadium, for fear of missing another second.
When NL's imitation of Titans was clearly pointed out by the former professional player, Jiang Yang was really furious. If the guy surnamed Cheng stood in front of him at the time, Jiang Yang would definitely not be able to help but punch him.
Yao Sen is also an idol that Jiang Yang has admired for a long time. His idol is imitated by another person so Jiang Yang naturally feels furious. Even if Cheng Rui plays well and resembles Yao Sen, it is just not in his eyes. Unconventional counterfeit goods.
Jiang Yang was about to rush into the audience passage, but accidentally saw a familiar figure flashing by. He immediately shouted: "Zhou Zi Yu!"
Zhou Ziyu turned his head and said in surprise: "Jiangyang? Why are you here? Didn't you go to the game?"
"I just came and there was a traffic jam." Jiang Yang replied, "Why are you not in the audience? How is the game?"
Jiang Yang was in a hurry all the way, constantly checking the time of his mobile phone, not even the real-time game.
"I'll go to the bathroom..." Zhou Zi paused. "Just after the game is over, the captain should be out soon."
Jiang Yang was taken aback, the game was over? He took out his mobile phone to look at the real-time game, and found that in the newly updated R4 game, the Titans VS NL group was the earliest in R4. Just two or three minutes ago, the Titans was in the third place with a score of 3-0. It won in three rounds.
At this moment, the door to the player's passage opened, and Titans and his team walked out from inside. The distinctive black uniform with dark red stripes was very eye-catching.
Jiang Yang looked at Yaosen who was walking in the front and let out a long sigh. How could their captain, the strongest player in all of Asia, be easily imitated and surpassed.
Jiang Yang walked towards Titans, but saw NL walking out more than ten meters away from Titans, his heart sank and his fists clenched tightly.
Yao Sen also noticed Jiang Yang. He took the lead to put Jiang Yang on his shoulders and pushed him to the other side that was not face to face with NL, and said, "You go to the hotel first. I'll wait for Noah to finish."
Jiang Yang slowly relieved his strength, nodded, and left with the rest of Titans first.
Yaosen watched everyone leave, but in fact, he stayed not just to wait for Shao Han. He turned to look at Cheng Rui, who was about to leave with the team members, suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Captain Cheng Rui, is it convenient for you to have a chat?"
The other NL players looked at Yao Sen with a bit of urgency and dodge, only Cheng Rui's expression remained unchanged. He was silent for a while, neither surprised nor frustrated by losing the game and missed the promotion, just nodded.
The two came to a lounge, Yaosen bought two bottles of drinks casually, and handed them to Cheng Rui. He sat down on the sofa and smiled slightly and said, "My teammates saw your interview before. Did you say you watched the cup match before I became a member of the main team? I was quite surprised. Our club knew that I played. There may not be many people in that game."
Cheng Rui: "Because I also participated in that game."
"Really?" Yaosen raised his eyebrows, "I didn't see you in the finals?"
"It's just to participate in the semi-finals. Suddenly there was an emergency at home and I withdrew halfway through the game." Cheng Rui replied, "But I also watched the broadcast of the next game. I noticed you and I know you will win."
Yaosen chuckled softly, stretched his body slightly on the sofa, and said, "How do you know I will win?"
"Because you are strong."
"This is not a reason." Yaosen said, paused, and continued, "When I just won the Asian championship, many people said that I played like Caesar, and I didn't feel good in my heart. Although no one would. It will determine how you win the championship, but the game is for myself, and I will have a clear conscience."
"You have the strength and insight, there is really no need to imitate me." Yaosen smiled, "How to say, in fact, I am a person who knows myself well, I know when I want to do and when I will do. , This is the reason why you can’t get points with me. You imitate me too much, and you can be prestigious in front of other people. It’s not an advantage in front of me.”
"Your club may need to change the training method. I don't think imitating the Titans model is suitable for everyone in your team." Yaosen touched his chin, "You are not bad, but the rest of your team is a little bit awkward. "
Yaosen looked at him and said lightly: "However, the game is yours, and I have no right to interfere with what you want. If you plan to continue this path, you can, but you will never be the one in my eyes. Opponent; if you want to play at your own level, I am waiting for you to challenge at any time."
Cheng Rui kept his eyes down and said nothing.
Indeed, he has been paying attention to and admiring Yaosen, who is not yet known to everyone. He has watched every game of Yaosen countless times, imitating every habit of him, and he doesn’t even care about letting him rely on himself. All the honors gained by his strength are shrouded in Yaosen's shadow.
He joined a newly established club, just because NL followed the Titans model. Every NL player has grown up in such an overly utilitarian training method, but for him, this is just another manifestation of a somewhat paranoid way of worship.
But, now Yaosen tells him that his way of worship makes him unworthy of being qualified as an opponent of Yaosen.
NL was indeed defeated in this game. Cheng Rui tried everything but failed to score from Yao Sen. NL's every move was expected by Titans. Perhaps as Yao Sen said, he knows himself too much, and most people can't do it 100%.
Up to now, Cheng Rui’s long-standing worship style seems to have been shaken, but his heart is still a bit at a loss. If he doesn’t have to stand on the arena in a way that is just like a forest, he can really get there by his strength alone. This step
"That's all I have to say."
Yaosen looked up at the large screen in the lounge where the scores of each group were updated. His eyes fell on one of the groups. The expression in his eyes slowly sank, and his voice was not consciously lowered by a few points. He stood up from the sofa and said, "Sorry, I have something to leave first. I hope that I will be willing to shake hands with you next time I meet you."
Yaosen opened the door of the lounge and threw the empty drink bottle into the trash can in the corridor. It was obvious that the bottle was empty, but there was a heavy muffled noise in the trash can, which was enough to show that Yaosen had used a lot of strength.
This match between Titans and NL set off another round of heated discussions on the Internet, and the fiasco of the latter caused Titans fans to once again put the topic of "Sen-style myths cannot be copied" on the hot search.
In addition, there is one more thing that makes the domestic e-sports circle sigh.
@沉迷电竞的小星: The match between Noah and Lincoln is over. Noah was eliminated. At the end, the girls who were sitting in the front rows were crying hoarse. At the end of the handshake, the players' eyes were red, especially Brother Lan. Brother Lan is about to retire. Every game is very important to him. This year he led Noah to the best result since participating in the league, which is already a perfect answer! No matter what, Noah’s babies are the best and will always support you!
Yaosen saw this Weibo and turned off the screen, just in time to see Noah's players coming out of the player channel.
I have to say that Shao Han is really suitable for this light blue team uniform. It is cool and does not appear cold. He was still surrounded by fans, his eyes flashed when he looked up and saw Yao Sen.
The fans naturally had a lot to say to them. Yao Sen waited aside and didn't bother him. He walked up after the fans reluctantly sent them out of the arena.
Shao Han looked up at Yaosen who stopped in front of him. He didn't see much loss on his face. Instead, he smiled slightly at him and said, "I tried my best."
Yaosen: "Well, just do your best."
The two returned to the hotel together. Shao Han packed up and went directly to Yaosen's room, lying in bed watching the Titans and NL match broadcast. Yaosen has been paying attention to Shao Han's emotions. Although Shao Han looks the same as usual, he is still a little worried.
"Baby," Yaosen sat on the side of the bed, "don't bear it if it's uncomfortable."
Shao Han's movements stopped, and he replied, "It's okay."
Yaosen smiled helplessly, bent over and kissed Shao Han's forehead: "Then I'll take a bath first."
Yaosen stood up, packed his pajamas, and walked toward the bathroom. He was about to open the bathroom door, when he suddenly heard the sound of lifting the quilt and stepping on the carpet with bare feet. He turned his head, but his waist was hugged from behind, and Shao Han's warm body and forehead immediately leaned on his back.
Shao Han grasped the corner of Yaosen's clothes, his voice trembling involuntarily choked. In the end, he still couldn’t resist the infinitely amplified emotions brought by the security that Yao Sen was right next to him. People can endure sadness in front of strangers, but always endure when they face the people they trust the most. Can't help tears.
God knows how hard it took him to get his eyes red when he first saw Yao Sen after he left the field.
"We lost..." Shao Han's slightly dumb voice was sad and a little unwilling, "I really want to win."