Everyone walked out of the player lounge.
Accidentally happened to see several familiar figures waiting at the exit of the passage.
"Miko?"
Lin Feng's eyes brightened, and he said hello to the other party. Those who were waiting at the exit of the passage were the well-known official commentators of the national uniform, Lao Mi, Feiyan, and Mo Sheng. They are also the three countries in the BO5 finals today. On-site commentary:
"Why are you still here, shouldn't you go to the commentary?"
Feiyan next to her explained with a smile: "We're not the main commentator here, so it's fine to go up a little later. I just thought of coming over before the game and cheering everyone on God."
Mo Sheng's gaze fell on several God players:
"How's it going? Today... We can just watch your wonderful performance."
Dawn Morning Star nodded calmly:
"Rest assured, we will try to do our best."
Huang Xue Yege chimed in: "Sister Mo Sheng, just wait and see, you can focus on explaining the next route later, just see how I do what I do to destroy Ray and it's over!"
The tone of voice is called a big package, and it is completely impossible to see that he was nervous to the point of goosebumps just now.
Mo Sheng also let out a coquettish smile, covering her mouth and nodding:
"Okay, then I'll wait to see you carry."
Lao Mi glanced at several God players, stretched out his hand and patted the shoulder of Dawn Morning Star:
"come on."
"Whether we win or lose, today... let's show the style of our LPL!"
…
Compared with several LPL commentators who could be lazy for a while before the game, several foreign official commentators in charge of today's main stage have already taken their seats on the main OB stage at the scene. After turning on the microphone, they quickly entered. When it comes to passionate work:
"Friends, it's been a long wait!"
"In the last half hour, this year's S-Series League will usher in the most exciting and intense finals battle!"
"God-Hand of God vs. SSK, the battle between the top and strongest teams in the LPL and LCK two major divisions, my God, Tony, how are you feeling, I'm already excited. I can't stand it!"
"Of course, who isn't? I didn't sleep well last night. You see, I still have dark circles under my eyes."
"Hahaha, I believe that the battle later will be so exciting that it won't make people fall asleep. Then again, what are your views and predictions on the outcome of today's outcome?"
"I still hold my previous opinion, I believe that SSK will win the championship and win the final victory."
"No, no, you are too blind. According to the battle data of this year's finals schedule, God-Hand of God's performance and state are significantly better than SSK."
"Oh? So you mean today's God-Hand of God will win?"
"Cough, cough, that's not what I meant, but at least, I think this will be a very fierce battle today!"
In the backcourt area, Lin Feng was playing with his mobile phone, swiping through some forum pages, watching the comments and posts of domestic players and netizens with relish:
"Everyone is very excited..."
indeed.
Domestic time is now four or five in the evening.
The students just got out of class, and the adults just got out of get off work.
On the entire Internet, it is already a hot and boiling atmosphere. In the live broadcast rooms of the official finals of the major live broadcast platforms, the cumulative popularity has exceeded 50 million, and the dense barrage information almost makes the major players The servers of the live broadcast platform are all overloaded and stuck, and even this not-so-good user experience still cannot stop the enthusiasm of netizens—
"It's about to start, it's about to start!"
"Damn, why is it so slow! I just took a leave of absence this afternoon and came to the Internet cafe! Can't wait!"
"How long? I've got chips and Coke ready!"
"God is awesome! Destroy SSK! LPL's first S-series world championship in the national server!"
"The Star Emperor overturned God F! The seat of the head of the Four Emperors should be relinquished!"
"I don't think this is a bit too bragging? Let's change the slogan - the night song god beat Ray! It's a blast to the line!!"
"To be honest, I think there is absolutely hope today! I dreamed of holding a cup last night!"
"It's a coincidence that I had a dream too!"
"Come on! Come on LPL!"
Lin Feng handed the screen of the mobile phone with the page of the live broadcast room open to Dawn Chenxing and others for a look: "Look, look, I'm all cheering you on."
But at this moment, everyone in the God team was unintentionally watching, all of them looked solemn, constantly taking a deep breath to adjust their mood, trying to calm themselves down, Dawn Chenxing looked at Zeng Rui:
"A Zeng, do you have a gopher machine?"
Zeng Rui looked down in the small bag he was carrying, took out a mini gopher game console and handed it to Dawn Morning Star:
"Yes, do you still want to play?"
Dawn Morning Star took it and nodded:
"Well, just play around and pass the time."
But there was not much time left.
Soon, deafening cheers and applause were heard from the auditorium of the stadium outside. A staff member hurried over to communicate with the translator of the God Club. The translator turned his head and looked over:
"The players are ready to go on stage."
At this time, the commentators Mo Sheng, Feiyan, and Lao Mi had all left to go to the commentary stand, and only Lin Feng, No.
Dawn Morning Star looked at everyone and nodded slightly:
"We went."
No. 1 laughs:
"Come on, we'll see below."
Lin Feng looked at Dawn Morning Star, and suddenly said, "Don't forget what you said to me last night."
Dawn Morning Star paused for a while, then smiled:
"Don't worry, I remember."
Then the mid-single captain of the God team turned around and led several other members of his team, strode towards the dazzling flurry of lights outside the passage and the increasingly loud cheers and screams.
After a while, I heard the whole venue vibrate, and it was completely boiling!
No. 1 turned to look at Lin Feng, eyebrows slightly raised:
"Next year, it should be you."
Lin Feng smiled brightly:
"Can't wait."
…
The entire Wembley 6000 stadium has completely turned into a boiling ocean of applause and cheers and screams.
Because at this moment, on the main stage, where countless lights are interlaced, there are ten players from two teams, who are introduced by the enthusiastic and high-pitched voice of the costumed host, appearing from both sides of the stage—
"Let's welcome, the SSK team from the LCK division!"
"And... God-Hand of God in the LPL!"
"Let's follow the camera and introduce the players at each position on both teams."
"SSK's top laner Wolf."
"Jungle Mafa!"
"God-Hand of God's ADC Wild Snow Night Song!..."
"Also, the core soul leaders of our two teams, the strongest mid-single captains of the two strongest teams in the two divisions—"
"God, Dawn Morning Star!"
"SSK, F-Han Shihao!"
The huge sound trembled, and the magnificent war music resounded throughout the audience.
The lights go down.
Played on a player of the two finals teams.
In front of the stage, the two teams, headed by their respective captains, stood facing each other.
Dawn Morning Star looked at Han Shihao.
Han Shihao looked at Dawn Morning Star.
The latter's expression remained indifferent, the former was calm and calm, and there was a faint flame beating and burning in the depths of the pupils.
It's been a long time.
Awaited!