Everyone in Fengyue looked at the word "victory" on the screen, and they were too excited to speak for a long time.
This victory represents their promotion from the semifinals, one step away from the national finals championship, and whether they win or lose in the next game, they can at least get the runner-up.
This is the best result of the Maple Moon team since its establishment, and it will also be the first trophy they have won!
After a long six-month schedule from the group stage to the national competition, and the version change from the S1 season to the S6 season, they finally ushered in this day - the national finals!
"We won." Hai Xing said.
Zhou Ning took off his earphones with a smile, "Yeah, it's really not easy."
"We won!!" Hai Xing jumped up and hugged Shen Huai excitedly, "Shen Huai, you are so handsome! We won! We won!"
Shen Huai patted his shoulder, allowing the little guy to jump around while hugging him.
It was really hard for them to win this game.
From the 1v1 being full of blood pressure by Jia Yunge to empty blood, the 2v2 tailwind fiasco, to the two 6v6 arduous team battles, he felt as if he had been fighting WG for a week, and he felt a little dizzy when he stood up from the chair.
But still won.
The corners of Shen Huai's mouth couldn't help but twitch, he couldn't wait to tell Song Xueyang that they won.
The teammates were excitedly discussing the process of the game, and the actions of packing up the peripherals were much slower.
"The last game is really hanging! I thought it was over!"
"Yeah, when I saw that everyone was dead, they were all ready to play the last 2v2."
Hai Xing is not happy anymore, "Why do you still play 2V2? Even if you want to fight, I will fight!"
He glanced at Zhou Jing out of the corner of his eye, remembering that Zhou Jing and him rushed into the enemy together at the last moment, all beings are equal, and added, "And Zhou Jing."
Zhou Ning raised his head and joked, "It's strange, you actually said that you want to form a team with Xiaojing."
Hai Xing was afraid that his words would hurt their soft-hearted vice-captain, "I'm looking at your face."
Zhou Jing stuffed the keyboard into the backpack and zipped the lock, "Next time, no one will save you."
Hai Xing was annoyed, "Why are you a woman so unconscionable, you remembered that you saved me, why didn't you remember that Master Xing saved you under Fang Ze's sword?"
Zhou Jing put the bag on her shoulder and shook her head neatly, "Thank you then."
Hai Xing was stared at by her dark and bright eyes, and suddenly felt a thud in her heart. Maybe it was the first time she heard Zhou Jing say thank you, or maybe it was because she looked a little handsome in a team uniform and carried a peripheral bag. Hai Xing suddenly felt Not very comfortable.
Shi Yi quickly packed up his things and helped Shen Huai to open the bag. He looked quite calm, although he was also full of joy, but He Hai Xing was so energetic that he jumped up and could open a hole in the roof. The appearance is really far worse.
Shen Huai whispered, "You won a lot of trophies in Xiaolang."
When Shi heard what he meant, he immediately waved his hand to defend, "No! Although Xiaolang has won many trophies, it has nothing to do with me... I, I'm just holding back, but this time I played three games, I Did it help you...?"
Only then did Shen Huai see that he was nervous, he touched Shi Yi's head, "Of course, you played very well."
Shi Yi's eyes lit up, Fan Jingming hooked his neck from behind, "Little thing, you played well, let's go out and tell the captain the good news!"
"Uh-huh!"
When it comes to this crop, everyone is looking forward to it.
They won so hard and so beautifully, Song Xueyang would definitely praise them happily, right? Looking forward to the replay after the game!
Hai Xing held his head high, and was the first to open the door of the soundproof room, and everyone followed behind him, with the joy of returning in triumph.
However, as soon as they stepped out of the soundproof room, neat shouts came from the auditorium.
"Replay!"
The smile on Starfish's face froze.
Just now, Fengyue completely defeated the WG team, but the netizens in the live broadcast room and the audience at the scene became a pot of porridge.
[Ah! Everyone's level has improved a lot compared to last year! Maple Moon will win! Long live the maple moon!]
[Congratulations on the promotion! ! ! This is Maple Moon's first trophy! The old maple moon powder said that watching them go through such a hard time, they have already cried!]
[Hehe, if the Yan team is here, can Fengyue win? ? It's really boring to say that the team can't play in this game, let's go, it's better to play two games by yourself.]
[Why is Maple Moon winning? As a Maple Moon fan, this is the first time I hope Maple Moon will lose, otherwise it's really unfair to WG!]
[The team of words didn't come, and neither did our Snow God! Are you blind? The Snow God just quit to win this game fairly!]
[Can quitting voluntarily be compared to being sent to the hospital by ambulance? The captain was rescued in the hospital, how could the state of the players not be affected? Fengyue took advantage of the danger and didn't know what to show off.]
[Even if the Yan team is here, they may not be able to defeat the Feather God! I really don't understand what you guys are doing at bb. No one expected anything to happen to the Yan team. It was an accident, okay?]
[Haha, is it unexpected that some people know it in their hearts. I advise Fengyue fans to stop kneeling and licking your feather gods every day. Yan team was pushed down from the upstairs by his fans. As for whether it is really illegitimate or buying fans, I don’t know. After all, if you win this game, you will be able to To stabilize the runner-up, and even get tickets for the World Championship, what can’t you do under your interests? You guys are in good spirits. You are afraid that the unforeseen incident will cause you to get muddy. You didn't play the whole game.]
As soon as these words came out, the entire live broadcast room exploded, and a group of diving parties sprang up.
[Fuck! what's the situation! Brother can you explain clearly?]
[real or fake? Is it that exciting? I thought I was watching the hot-blooded competition, but it turned out to be a palace scheming? ?]
[Speak clearly before leaving! Please come up with evidence for the truth, and the rumour-mongers get rough!]
However, the one who spoke out was quickly silenced by the administrator. This approach was a bit of a waste of money. The onlookers were talking about it for a while, and WG's fans were angry, and their attitude towards Fengyue was not as simple as competition. .
[WG Support Club will never let anyone hurt WG players! Urge the organizers to give an explanation!]
Maple Moon fans are not to be outdone.
[Maple Moon Support Club will never allow anyone to slander without a real hammer! I implore the organizers to return Fengyue's innocence!]
Not only did the audience in the live broadcast room compete fiercely, but the WG fans on the scene also didn't buy it.
"This game should be rematched! WG has never lost two 6v6 games in a row. What is WG without a chain bonus? It's not fair at all!"
"That's right, it's not fair! If the Yan team is there, Fengyue can't win! At least they can win a 6v6 game, and 1v1 is also very hopeful. Fengyue, a team that hasn't even won a trophy, can win WG?"
"What else to say! We all saw that Team Yan entered the arena well. If something goes wrong on your site, you just solve it like this? The hell knows if your competition committee, together with Fengyue, harmed Team Yan! Shady!"
"Shady! Shady!"
The protests from the audience became louder and louder, the scene was out of control for a while, and the live broadcast had to end early.
Niu Niu was so angry that his liver hurt. Originally, he felt very sad when the team had an accident. Because he felt sorry for WG's players and fans, he was talking for WG all night, and Song Xueyang didn't play. I didn't expect them to be satisfied!
He suppressed the fire and sneered, "It's nothing, right? Although Team Yan didn't play, Fengyue's Snow God didn't play tonight. He wore headphones to write throughout the game, and he didn't participate in the game for all to see. of."
Someone immediately snatched the loudspeaker of the staff who maintained the order, "Then why did the organizer not explain why the team had an accident on the field! The WG players can't stand our fans and can't stand it! Rematch!"
Someone brought the rhythm, the fans immediately united, and some people watched the fun without thinking it was a big deal, and they were more violent than the WG support club.
"Replay! Replay! Replay!"
This was the first sentence Fengyue heard when they stepped out of the soundproof room.
Song Xueyang saw them walking out with their bags on their backs, raised a smile and asked, "What happened?"
He took off his earphones as he spoke, and the deafening words "rematch" poured out from all directions.
Everyone couldn't say a word. They looked at Song Xueyang, and it seemed that it took only one second to go from a good student waiting to be praised to a bad boy who did something wrong.
Song Xueyang turned his back to the audience, as if he didn't hear the angry protests from the audience at all, but his smile widened a bit, "It looks like... you won?"
No one spoke.
They stood there quietly, looking out through the glass of the waiting room. The lights in the venue were turned on, and the state of the auditorium was unobstructed. The fans of WG raised their fists and reasoned with the staff of the competition committee, and the excited shouts seemed to be monsters with big mouths, trying to engulf them all.
Everyone just watched silently, they didn't know what to do, and even felt so helpless in front of fans for the first time.
Starfish whispered, "Shouldn't we win?"
A gentle word, but like a heavy stone falling on everyone's heart.
"No." Song Xueyang said without hesitation, "You win with a clear conscience."
This made everyone look at him.
"The enemy will not release water when frustrated, and the main general will leave the field without chaos. I always believe that you will win, because this is the reward you deserve."
Words beat their chests like drums on the battlefield.
The dullness in his chest dissipated, replaced by a firmness he had never felt before.
That's right, Team Yan was not there, and Song Xueyang didn't play either. They won the game with their own strength. There was nothing wrong with them. This was their victory!
Song Xueyang smiled slightly, "The road ahead is still long, and there are still many opportunities to prove our strength."
Hai Xing clenched his fist, "I know the captain!"
Shi Yi and Zhou Jing also nodded, Zhou Ning smiled gently, and Fan Jingming relaxed a lot.
Shen Huai came over, "But what should we do now?"
The turmoil outside has not subsided. It is useless for several commentators to break their throats. They are usually used to being praised, especially Yao Jun. No matter before or after retiring, he is always the same. When was he resisted like this. Pass? The former captain's temper was also exposed.
Song Xueyang shook his head gently, "It's inconvenient for us to come forward, let's leave it to WG."
The organizer is communicating with Liang Minghui, hoping that he can come forward to appease the fans.
This unrest was originally caused by them, and Liang Minghui did his part and took the microphone onto the stage.
"Please listen to me."
Mike's humming sound instantly silenced the scene.
"Thank you fans for your concern for WG and the captain. We are more saddened than anyone else when the accident happened to the team. Before the ambulance came, the captain told us to work hard. The fans traveled thousands of miles to Beijing and bought tickets for the scene. It's not to come to see us in despair! But until the start of the game, everyone's state was unstable, and worry, fear, and confusion were almost filled in our hearts."
Everyone was infected by the emotion in his words and listened to him quietly.
"However, with the support of the fans, the concern of the audience, and the comfort of the three commentators and on-site staff, when everyone cheered and applauded for us, our hearts were firm. We want to win, Not only for WG and ourselves, but also for the captain who valued this game and every fan who cares and supports us! We are really grateful to everyone, without you, this game will be a thousand times harder! Thank you !"
Liang Minghui bowed deeply and continued.
"We paid a lot in the week before the game. The captain studied the tactics against Maple Moon day and night, helped us overcome the enemy's weaknesses, and tailored a special training plan for us, because Maple Moon is worth our money. A team with 12 points of hard work. I believe that Fengyue is the same, even more difficult and difficult than us. They have overcome difficulties all the way from the group stage, and even defeated the three strong teams of Thunder, Supper and God of War, and walked under pressure and doubts. To this day, it is by no means coincidence, luck, or even strength, but hard work!"
Starfish in the waiting room sniffed, "I'm going to cry because of him."
"Xue Shen raised your hand today and let us play a close match with Fengyue. I am both happy and regretful. I am happy that I played every game tonight, but unfortunately I didn't get to experience the snow. God commanded the game and sniped from a thousand miles. But this game also made me proud, because each of us played our due strength and level, I believe the captain will not blame us after watching the game! WG's Every player is first-class, please affirm our strength!"
After the remarks, many WG fans burst into tears, and Liang Minghui bowed deeply, which brought the fans' emotions to a climax.
Yes, even if there is no Yan team, the other players of WG are not bad. If they deny the result of this game, aren't they denying the strength of their idols
What's more, the Snow God on Fengyue's side didn't play, and Fengyue's team members didn't get applause when they came out of the arena, but how sad it would be to hear the rematch
For a time, everyone felt ashamed for what they had done. In retrospect, they were only agitated by the news of what happened to the Yan team. When someone fanned the flames, they were immediately indignant.
I don't know who took the lead and shouted "Congratulations to Fengyue"! Then the fans in the entire venue shouted.
"Congratulations to Fengyue for advancing!"
Some people began to applaud, and more joined in to give a belated applause to the victorious team.
Song Xueyang smiled and said, "It's time for us to return the gift."
Everyone stepped onto the stage, lined up, and bowed deeply towards the audience.
But there are still people who can't see such a discordant scene, and shouted into the loudspeaker, "Huo! Is it true that the Yan team was pushed down by Yushen's fans?!"
This shout ran through the venue, making Liang Minghui, who had planned to leave quietly, once again become the focus of everyone.
Liang Minghui paused, his eyes involuntarily turned to Shen Huai, and he didn't know how to answer or explain this question for a while.
His throat moved up and down before he said, "Yes."
Some people started to talk off the court, but this time the WG support team also knew that this matter was no trivial matter, and they were very determined to let everyone wait for the truth to come out before making a statement.
The fan pointed at Shen Huai and yelled, "Then you didn't think they might do it on purpose!"
Shen Huai looked straight at the man, without the slightest guilty conscience.
He is never afraid of people's words, and can even endure the unreasonable abuse of the sunspots, not to mention the slander that is non-existent
Liang Minghui's brain quickly thought about how to answer, and simply said that he believed in Shen Huai, and everyone would probably not buy it, but he said too much and was afraid of discrepancies with the draft of the public relations department. Maple Moon and the competition committee can make a decision after three-way negotiation.
He was hesitating when Jia Yunge suddenly ran up to the stage and took his hand holding the microphone.
Liang Minghui was afraid that he would fall and stretched out his hand to stop him, but he heard a soft and soft voice, like a woman's soft murmur.
"Xiaohuai, yes, friend."
Liang Minghui felt like he was being slapped in the head, the microphone in his hand slammed on the floor with a thud, and there was a harsh electric sound.