Shi Luo looked at the chat interface between himself and Yu Sui, and felt a little sore when he saw the phrase "Have you packed your luggage?"
The two have been neither embarrassed nor embarrassed. They have not been in contact with each other after the crash on the live broadcast two days ago. Today, they are eager to add friends, and the atmosphere between them is still estranged and subtle.
Shi Luo himself couldn't tell how he felt about Yu Sui now. His hatred for him was real, his understanding was real, his brooding was real, and his nostalgia was real to this day.
Yu Sui's status is too special to him.
The best days are given by him, and the worst days are also given by him.
Shi Luo actually understood early on that there was nothing wrong with what Yu Sui did back then. Putting himself in his shoes, Shi Luo didn't think he could handle it better than Yu Sui, but the shadow of childhood was still tormenting Shi Luo, no matter who it was. Shi Luo couldn't believe his promise.
Yu Sui would only sign him after the qualifiers were successful. Shi Luo knew Yu Sui's intentions, and he had given himself an extra layer of insurance, but Shi Luo always thought like a paranoid, wouldn't it still be possible to fail the qualifiers
Is there anything in the world that is 100% certain? Even if it is Whisper, how can he guarantee an absolute advance in the qualifiers
Not to mention that there is a four-player battle in this game, who knows if others will have problems? Especially the youth trainee who replaced him with NSN, he didn't know what it was called, and was a raider who had never played in an intercity match, could he be reliable? Is he going to be the mascot
What if the rookie had a problem, and then brought down the entire team, and the entire team lost the qualifiers, what should I do? Who will you turn to then
Shi Luo couldn't feel at ease, he didn't want to take the initiative to send a message to Yu Sui, but the more he thought about it, the more he went to the top.
[Evil]: [I still have time to transfer. ]
Shi Luo clutched the phone, bit a bit of flesh on his lip, and squinted at the phone.
Yu Sui responded quickly, and two seconds later, Shi Luo's phone vibrated.
[Whisper]: [No need. ]
Shi Luo gritted his teeth and typed.
[Evil]: [Nothing is absolute, what if you fail to qualify? ]
When Shi Luo pressed the send button, he felt that what he said was a bit too much. He hesitated for a while, and when he was thinking about saying something else, the phone vibrated again.
[Whisper]: [No. ]
Shi Luo suffocated, almost a little reluctant: [What if? What if it fails? Do you not admit that there is a chance of failure? ]
Yu Sui didn't reply for a long time.
Shi Luo knew that his entanglement was a little morbid, and a slightly normal person wouldn't torture himself and others like this. Shi Luo took a deep breath and was about to type to say it was all right when his phone vibrated again.
[Whisper]: [Okay, I admit, there is a chance of failure. ]
Shi Luo's heart twitched in an instant, not waiting for him to type again...
[Whisper]: [If it fails, please ask Zhao Feng for me if IAC still needs a medic. ]
Shi Luo blankly looked at Yu Sui's last message, and after reading it over and over several times, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but pick up.
this person…
Shi Luo was holding the phone and was about to reply when there was another message in the group, Shi Luo quit and took a look.
[Puppy]: [Raise your hand, make a small report, I just went to the bathroom and passed the sofa, and accidentally glanced at someone's phone, as if I saw something amazing. ]
[Handsome Chenhuo]: [Who? ]
[Puppy]: [I wanted to pretend I didn't see it, but some people's individual remarks are too bad, I think it needs to be exposed. ]
[Handsome Chenhuo]: [Exposure, exposure, exposure, what? ]
Shi Luo looked at the group chat, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
[Puppy]: [A medic and a foreign team raider are discussing our failure in the qualifiers. ]
[Coach·Lao Qiao]: [I haven't played yet, so I started talking about failure? ]
[Handsome Chenhuo]: [Who dares to shake the heart of our army? ! ]
[Puppy]: [Don't stop shaking, a medic is asking a foreign team raider, if the budget match fails, IAC still lacks medics. ]
Shi Luo has no regrets, what happened to him just now? Why did you suddenly go crazy to find Yu Sui!
[Handsome Chenhuo]: [Whisper? ? ? ]
[Puppy]: [I started to contact the outside team before the game, please give me an explanation. ]
[Coach·Lao Qiao]: [… Yu Sui, is it really you? ]
Shi Luo gritted his teeth and was about to explain for Yu Sui in a hurry, but Yu Sui in the group had already spoken.
[Whisper]: [It's me. ]
[Handsome Chenhuo]: [Is your conscience still there? ]
[Whisper]: [When did I ever have a conscience? It's not the first time a team has been sold. ]
【Coach·Old Joe】: [… ]
[Handsome Chenhuo]: [...I can't refute it. ]
[Puppy]: [I just like my Yushen, I hate myself. ]
[Yingjun Chenhuo]: [But I still can't accept it. The game hasn't been played yet, so why did you start looking for a way out in private? @Evil, is your IAC still short of raiders? ]
[Puppy]: [Right, why in private? If the qualifiers really fail, who wouldn't want to go to the IAC? @Evil, is your IAC still short of snipers? ]
[Coach·Lao Qiao]: [Can you be normal? ? ? ]
[Coach·Old Joe]: [… Forget it, I’m an adult, so I don’t need to block my way back, @Evil, do you still lack a coach at IAC? ]
Shi Luo: "..."
Shi Luo rubbed his brows. They had been separated for so long that he had forgotten that this group of people was more than a dog. He was really angry when he believed them.
[Manager Zhou]: [? ? ? ]
[Manager Zhou]: [What's the situation? ! I just went to make a phone call, why have you already started looking for a home? ! ! ! ]
[Yingjun Chenhuo]: [Zhou Zhou is pitiful, only you can't contact Zhao Feng and ask him if IAC still lacks a manager. ]
[Puppy]: [Yes, I have heard of the Medical Gemini team, but never heard of the Manager Gemini team. ]
[Handsome Chenhuo]: [My distressed manager, let's give Zhou Zhou a wave of "distressed Zhou Zhou". ]
[Handsome Chenhuo]: [I feel distressed for Zhou Zhou. ]
[Puppy]: [It hurts Zhou Zhou. ]
[Coach·Lao Qiao]: [I feel distressed for Zhou Zhou. ]
Shi Luo couldn't stand it any longer. He put his phone aside and continued the game. He was joking around for a long time, and Shi Luo's anxiety eased a little.
Until the official start of the qualifiers.
Counting the two teams that failed relegation, FS and Fengshui, there are a total of eight sub-league teams participating in the qualifiers this time. The game is still a single round-robin BO1 format. All teams play a small game against other teams one by one and win one game. After accumulating one point, the two teams with the highest points will advance.
A single round robin of eight teams means that there are 28 games to be played, and each team plays seven games.
The qualifiers are only scheduled for one day. In order to save time, the first sixteen small games are divided into four games in the morning, and the last twelve games will be played in a single game in the afternoon, and then the result will be determined.
Shi Luo misjudged the form, and only knew how stupid he was on the day of the qualifiers.
Shi Luo also knew that he couldn't be recognized. On the day of the budget competition, he honestly changed into a non-eye-catching private clothes, put on a mask and sunglasses, and found a slightly larger baseball cap to make his eye-catching silver white. Hair covered.
Shi Luo thought that he had hidden it well enough. When he arrived at the stadium wearing this suit, before he passed the security check, the staff of the competition stadium glanced at him and asked, "Why did Evil come here?"
Shi Luo: "..."
Wawa, who was also fully armed, took off his sunglasses and said vigilantly, "Do you see who he is?"
The staff were equally vigilant, "Wawa, what show are you doing, can't you be recognized? But... as long as you are fans, watching you is like watching a streak, and you can't cover your body and outline, you can tell it is Who is it?"
Shi Luo gave up, took off his sunglasses and mask, and accepted his fate, "Take us through the staff passage and find me a spot on the director's station that fans won't notice."
The staff nodded sympathetically and handed him a work permit, "You should have contacted us earlier, didn't you still buy a ticket?"
Shi Luo didn't want to admit it, and said vaguely, "It's troublesome."
The staff took Shilovawa to the studio, and after communicating with the infield staff, they found a blind spot for Shilovawa in the corridor on the second floor from the perspective of fans, and told them to change to the next venue for a while. Follow the staff, don't go downstairs to be seen by fans, and then kindly gave them a bottle of Coke and a can of popcorn.
Shi Luo finally had his place and sat down with Wawa to wait for the players to enter the arena.
Wawa looked left and right, "What is the name of Yu Shen's new team?"
Shi Luo whispered: "Free."
When the Free team entered the arena, Shi Luo paused for two seconds.
The new team uniform is black, only the left sleeve is printed with a single white wing from the shoulder to the wrist, simple and clean.
"Wow, your new uniforms look good." Wawa pushed Shi Luo, "Look at it!"
Shi Luo was afraid of Wawa's poisonous milk, so he hurriedly said, "It's not necessarily my new team! Advance first!"
Shi Luo didn't care about anything else, and began to play nervously for a while.
And it turned out that he was superfluous.
In the first sixteen games, Yu Sui and the others had to play four games. They played four games and won four games, but they were still the kind of all-round crushing effortless. When they came out, Shi Luo gradually became distracted from concentration and finally looked boring. There were still three games left in Free's game in the afternoon.
Nothing would happen again, Shi Luo finally calmed down, and when he was transitioning, he was distracted and looked at the real-time score, frowning slightly.
The Fengji team, which was beaten by several other teams in the relegation match, unexpectedly played well today.
In addition to losing one Free game, the team won three of the first four games.
On the other hand, FS also played four games in the morning, but only won two games now.
Only two teams could advance, Yu Sui and the others had already secured one spot, and FS was a bit dangerous.
Shi Luo buttoned his hat, got up and looked around the stadium, but he didn't see Ji Yanhan.
Shi Luo was lying on the railing in the corridor, chewing popcorn expressionlessly, feeling a sense of unease in his heart.
The single game started in the afternoon. Two of the first three rounds were Free games. They ended the game stably, accurately and quickly. So far, the Free team has won six games with six points, and it has been determined to advance.
Shi Luo should have been relieved, but when he looked at the schedule, his unease grew a little bit.
The last match between Yu Sui and the others was against FS.
Shi Luo secretly prayed, FS, please just get out of the game, don't get stuck on the edge of the cliff.
Players often talk about the edge of the cliff, that is, the team on the edge of qualifying and not qualifying.
Under the ranking system of the points match, it is often not your own game that decides whether you can qualify or not, but someone else's.
Shi Luo has been playing professionally for two years. Whether it is the last few playoff games of the regular season or the group stage of the World Championship, the most annoying thing for him is to meet a team that can get on the last bus at the last minute. Every time I meet this kind of team, it is wrong to win and wrong to lose.
Last season, the NSN team was not in good shape at the time. It was sluggish at the beginning of the regular season. It won one game and lost one game. On the tail of being able to enter the playoffs, only half of the foot stepped into the playoffs. If the next few games are wrong, they will miss the playoffs and become a relegation team.
It’s a good death. At that time, the last regular season of IAC where Shi Luo was playing would play against Wanzhongshan, who was ranked ninth in the regular season at that time. If IAC accidentally lost Wanzhongshan, Wanzhongshan would become the eighth place, and NSN would naturally drop. for the ninth. And the ninth place, not only can't make the playoffs, but also has to play the relegation match with the next three teams.
NSN took great care of Shi Luo back then, and Shi Luo had always had a good relationship with NSN players. It was impossible to be unselfish, but this kind of thing in the game was not something that he said alone, and it wasn't that he never lost to Wanzhongshan. That week, Luo's pressure doubled, worried that he would accidentally lose to Wan Zhongshan in the final game of the regular season, and personally sent his old club NSN to relegation.
But fortunately, NSN made its own efforts, and won the next three regular season games 2-0, ranking sixth in the regular season, so it entered the playoffs steadily, and the last regular season game between IAC and Wan Chongshan was no longer. Affecting the ranking of each team's points, Shi Luo also put down the big stone in his heart and went into battle lightly.
Shi Luo looked at the real-time team points and became more and more uneasy.
At the end of the twenty-sixth small game, Shi Luo had a splitting headache watching the result of the game.
Team Feng Shui finished all seven rounds of their own, ranking second with five points.
The FS team has played six games, ranked third with four points, and officially came to the edge of the cliff.
FS once again played the same drama in the relegation match. If they can win the last game, they can play overtime with the Fengji team tied for second in points, and there is a possibility of fighting once. If they lose, then... There's nothing left.
And FS's opponent in the last round was Yu Sui's Free.
Shi Luo has been a professional for two years and has seen the edge of a cliff too many times. He himself has been dragged by a water ghost on the edge of a cliff. He doesn't care, but it doesn't mean others.
Shi Luo didn't dare to think, if Yu Sui and the others won the last game in a while, what kind of Shura field would it be.
These can be ignored, but now the most important thing is...
"What about Yu Shen and the others?" Wawa whispered, "Will you also want to give FS a hand in the end? After all..."
Shi Luo pursed his lips and said nothing.
Wawa whispered, "This is not to give points, it's just to give FS one last chance, to give them a chance to play against the same wind, FS had a few games just now and it was pretty good, and it's not that they have no hope of winning. God they, if they play a little more relaxed, then FS can play extra games."
"Who can advance in Hefengshuo depends on FS's own ability."
"When the World Championships didn't change the format a few years ago, they were assigned to teams from the same region in the same group, and many teams would let go of their brothers in their region." Wawa whispered, "Everyone knows something, so Now that the league has changed its format, teams from the same region will not meet in the group stage of the World Championship, just to prevent everyone from caring about their personal interests, this kind of thing... the league can understand."
Wawa looked at Shi Luo, "Guess... Will they miss their old love?"
Shi Luo recalled the chat records in the group a few days ago, and shook his head uncertainly.
Including Shi Luo, everyone really doesn't want FS to be downgraded.
"Quietly." Shi Luo whispered, "Follow me to the backstage lounge."
Under the protection of the staff, Shi Luo and Wawa walked all the way through the staff passage and were sent to the Free team lounge.
Before entering the door, Shi Luo and Wawa heard the suppressed voice of discrimination inside.
Wawa was speechless, "Really... I was right."
In the lounge, Zhou Huo looked at everyone in confusion, "This has already been promoted, what are you all doing with a calm face? Those who didn't know thought we were sent away 0-7."
Lao Qiao got up, turned off the camera and radio microphone in the lounge, and said in a muffled voice, "Speak at ease."
Puppy lay flat on the sofa, expressionless, "Okay, I admit, I'm soft-hearted."
Chen Huo sighed deeply.
Puppy said helplessly, "Forget it, if you really can't bear it, just raise your hand, I have no problem."
"I'm not reconciled, but I can't bear it." Chen Huo sat on the gaming chair and stretched his legs, muttering, "Forget it... Listen to you."
Old Qiao took a sip and said with disgust, "That's it, it's the last bit of affection, Yu Sui?"
Yu Sui was looking at his phone with his earphones on, but after being pushed by Puppy on his shoulder, he took off the earphones and asked, "What's wrong?"
Puppy was helpless, "The next round of FS is on the edge of the cliff. Anyway, whether we win or lose will not affect the promotion. Do you want to..."
Yu Sui put away his headphones, put on his team jacket, and asked, "What do you want?"
Puppy's lips moved, and the following words were not easy to say. "You... Everyone knows what you want, and you want me to say it? Don't say that you don't understand what I want to say."
Yu Sui nodded, "Understood."
Yu Sui said lightly, "It's been a day, and I've been fighting for six games. Everyone is tired. I can understand. To be honest, my current state is not very good. The last game is a bit difficult."
Old Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to follow Yu Sui's words and say to find a good reason for everyone in advance, when Yu Sui said coldly:
"There's still half an hour to play. If you're hungry, grab something to eat. If you're thirsty, go to drink water. If you're sleepy, go to make coffee. How do you adjust your state and need me to teach you?" Yu Sui stood up and glanced around the lounge, "I understand. What are you thinking, but I'm sorry, I'll try my best for the next game, I won't make any mistakes, and I won't allow any mistakes from the rest of the team."
"Winning or losing the next game will not affect our promotion. I know it very well."
"Opposite is FS, on the edge of a cliff, I know very well."
Everyone was speechless for a while, and Lao Qiao said hesitantly, "Let's not talk about old feelings, if we cut them off in extra matches, those trolls on the Internet may want to attack you again..."
Yu Sui looked at Lao Qiao and asked calmly, "I'm still afraid of spraying?"
In the next round, the Free team crushed the FS team and quickly won the game. The three of the Free team sent away their youth with their own hands and officially advanced to the league together with the Fengji team.