Shi Luo stayed where he was.
Shi Luo remembered Yu Sui saying that the account he is using now was registered when he was fifteen years old. At that time, he was a minor, and he still used his father's identity information for registration. After that, he accompanied Yu Sui to fight in the northern war. For many years, there have been countless out-of-print titles and skins on the account, but that is the account where Yu Sui has won countless awards...
Shi Luo was not afraid of battle, nor did he feel that his team would definitely lose to Holy Sword, but he still instinctively said, "That account can't play like this! That's... "
"Shh..."
Standing at the front, Yu Sui turned around and made a shush gesture at Shi Luobi.
Yu Sui smiled at Shi Luo, his eyes sparkling.
The rehearsal voice of the host at the front desk was too loud, and there were so many people between Yu Sui and Shi Luo, and Shi Luo couldn't hear Yu Sui's words at all.
But Shi Luo could see Yu Sui's mouth shape.
What Yu Sui said was: look, brother, for, you, out, anger.
Shi Luo's throat was instantly blocked.
In a trance, Shi Luo felt that what he saw was the short-haired Yu Sui three years ago.
The gameplay of the number deletion battle was taught to Yu Sui by Shi Luo when he was an anchor in a dark Internet cafe.
Yu Sui was a professional player who had been in service for several years that day, so he didn't quite understand this kind of behavior. Yu Sui knew better than anyone how important an account was to a professional player.
Yu Sui also said to Luo at the same time that this was a bit too much.
There is no grudge, it is worth betting on your account.
At that time, Yu Sui took Shi Luo into the industry and taught him the code of conduct for professional players who are rooted in Miaohong. Later, even if the person who brought him into the industry was no longer, Shi Luo still followed Whisper's footsteps and took a good step. Come here, as a professional player, I have never played such a wild game again.
But Yu Sui himself made an exception at this moment.
In the past three years, it was not just Shi Luo who was affected by the other party.
Yu Sui stood in the back corridor looking at the lights in the distance and smiled.
The first time Yu Sui knew about the number-deleting battle, he thought, no one has anything to do, it's worth letting him do this.
After going through all kinds of things after that, Yu Sui thought for a while that he had gone through all kinds of wind and waves, and there was nothing that would make him compete with others because of his temper.
But now there is.
After playing the game for so many years and entering the World Championship so many times, it should have been easy to be humiliated, but suddenly there was the excitement and bloodiness of entering the World Championship for the first time.
Yu Sui originally just wanted to win.
But now he wants to step on the opponent's face to win.
After the game, the one who has to let the opponent delete the number directly wins.
After the rehearsal, Zhou Huo immediately sorted out what happened in the venue on the day of the rehearsal. He tweeted at home and abroad, and the person in charge of the Chinese division immediately contacted the organizers of this year's World Championship to issue a warning.
But the player's behavior cannot make the Sacred Sword Club responsible, and the game officials are also dissatisfied with Sacred Sword's series of sassy operations, but Sacred Sword is too slick to play dirty games. Only the organizer of the game can be held responsible and be warned and fined.
Players in the Chinese division are naturally dissatisfied with this result. The online scolding battle has further escalated. Everyone does not want the competition organizer to be punished. As long as the holy sword pays the price, the league officials were bombarded indiscriminately all night. Insufficient power to express.
The local competition area is full of emotions, especially the fans of Free, who can't wait to eat the holy sword meat. After replaying the last practice match in the evening, Yu Sui refreshed his Twitter, the same week Huo said, "What's wrong with this? , post on Weibo and tell fans that we will be fighting against the holy sword tomorrow."
Yu Sui said, "The fans will definitely not be angry when they find out."
"Uh..." Zhou Huo reminded cautiously, "Although their manager hinted at the holy sword, they didn't officially mention your account deletion battle. It seems that they don't want to make it public. You... understand what I mean?"
"Understood." Yu Sui put away his phone, "I'm afraid that if I lose, let everyone know that it's too embarrassing, and I think I'll make it public after I win."
Zhou Huo nodded. In fact, Zhou Huo didn't want to make it public. So far, no one can know the result of tomorrow's game. If he loses... Zhou Huo didn't want Yu Sui to bear such a lot of pressure from public opinion.
Yu Sui said, "I'm not afraid."
"Winning the game, using my own way to win the game... is the only thing I can do for the fans." Yu Sui said indifferently, "I'm not a good player for the fans, but it's not that I don't take responsibility for it. , let my fans feel embarrassed while watching a game."
Zhou Huo suffocated and looked at the crowd. All the players agreed.
Zhou Huo gritted his back teeth and nodded, "Okay, it's none of your business, go and rest, see you tomorrow."
The four of them went back to their rooms to rest. Zhou Huo edited Weibo and sent it in the early morning.
Zhou Huo's copywriting has always been professional. The first sentence of the opening sentence: When the existing rules cannot punish those with ulterior motives, our players will defend their dignity in their own way.
The next day, the quarterfinals officially started.
The four Free players arrived at the competition venue on time wearing the special team uniforms for the World Championships.
Seeing the dazzling light signs again, Zhou Huo originally asked to bypass the outfield and enter the arena from a separate channel, but a few players refused it because it was troublesome. Lao Qiao's arrangement is still right, his own players are big hearts, even if they are occasionally angered by Shabi, they will not be angered by Shabi for the second time. I have seen the most disgusting thing yesterday, and I won't be affected by emotions today, let alone. The league officials have warned the organizers of the game, and the organizers promised to supervise the whole process today, and promptly remove spectators holding insulting lights from the venue.
It doesn't matter to everyone, Zhou Huo has nothing to do, and Free enters the arena normally, but when they passed the front court this time, everyone was still attracted by the lights in the arena.
After getting off the bus, the players have to enter the backstage of the infield, and they need to pass through a section of the VIP stand area.
The grandstand area has an excellent view, and the entire stadium is unobstructed.
Players also entered the venue two hours in advance. This quarter-final match was called the battle of the century. It was hard to get a ticket, and the venue was already full of spectators.
Old Joe was stunned, "... This, isn't this the European home game, how did Nima get it... "
Zhou Huo was also stunned, "Why... it's like our own home court."
In every area of the huge stadium, as far as you can see, there are Chinese character lights everywhere.
Many of the light signs are probably made on a temporary basis and are very rough, but they are huge in size, and even those in the farthest rooftop area can be vaguely seen.
Players and fans don't know when Free's players will enter the stadium, so they have been holding up huge light signs and waiting all the time.
The text of the light signs that were made in a hurry looked a little crooked, many of them were no longer light signs, they were almost banners, and a few Free people stood there, struggling to identify—
[Whisper, don't look at their lights, look at ours! 】
【Free NB, Free first】
[Whisper, the forever No. 1 healer in China]
【Come on Gemini! 】
[Free all members are awesome! 】
[Welcome the best three people in the whole region to return home, come on for the new team! 】
[I don't know what to write, but I'm definitely the biggest in the audience! Free Heaven's Choice First! 】
【Free is awesome! Is the deck big enough this time? ! 】
【With Whisper! We are not nervous about Evil's first World Championship! ! ! 】
[Shizui, Yu Scum-nan has fought the battle to delete your account for you, how about you give me a name if you win the game! 】
【Chen Huo Come on! ! ! 】
[Puppy look at me, the top eight won the broadcast, I will give you a gift to reach the first place! 】
【Whisper, sorry! 】
【Yu Shenchong! ! ! If you lose, all Chinese players will accompany you to delete your account! 】
[Sorry for being a little late, Whisper, Chen Huo, Puppy, welcome home. 】
【Can Free see it? Play with peace of mind if you see it! If you win, you are crazy, but we lose this time! ! ! 】
"Say..." Zhou Huo held the railings of the stands tightly, his tone was difficult, "Say, say all the wicked people, don't cry, the game is going to be played soon, it would be too embarrassing to be seen crying in a while, really …”
Zhou Huo bowed his head, tears meandering, choked and speechless.
When he posted on Weibo yesterday, Zhou Huo went through many twists and turns in his heart.
Worrying about the trolls taking the opportunity to attack the club, worrying that Yu Sui's black powder will fall into the limelight, worrying that fans don't understand how much pressure a few players have put on this year, and it's immature to spray Whisper at this point.
When the team was formed less than a year ago, the entire club was covered in trolls.
Zhou Huo watched how everyone came this year. The first content of the club's official account was posted by Zhou Huo.
Zhou Huo still remembers how ugly the trolls were at that time.
The four players were always saying that it didn't matter, and Zhou Huo still remembered the calm tone.
But they are all people, and they are all teenagers in their twenties. Who really doesn't care at all and likes being greeted by trolls all day long
Obviously did nothing wrong.
Obviously did nothing wrong.
Later, the misunderstanding was resolved, and Free's reputation was much better, but whenever there was a nuisance, it would still be bombarded by trolls.
Over time, Zhou Huo Laoqiao and the club were assimilated by several players and gradually got used to it.
Is it normal to be sprayed in eSports
But occasionally I want to speak for a few teenagers with sincerity, and I also want them to rely on their backs a bit during the battle.
Before the announcement yesterday, Zhou Huo actually wanted to tell Yu Sui that he knew that you were protecting players in the competition area and your fans, but others might not appreciate it.
Zhou Huo is now very glad that he did not stop him.
Before entering the backstage, several players instinctively turned their heads one by one without being reminded by anyone.
It's been too long, too long, and I haven't seen this full of lights that belong to me. Even if I have been on the battlefield for a long time, I am not used to it.
No one's sweat and tears, unspeakable blood, after three years.
Others still felt it.