People's lives are always in a surging river, and they are pushed forward without stopping.
For ordinary professional e-sports players, it may take a certain amount of time to adjust and ease their mood after suffering such a heavy blow as the defeat in the World Championship.
But the same thing falls on the players in the hand of God, the principle that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, is true-
No. 1 chose the most direct way.
No mild consolation.
It is directly to put the most severe reality in front of every God team member.
Let me tell you in the most succinct and straightforward way that now is not your time to be depressed, and the loss of the World Championship is not worth your concern from the moment the game is over.
lost a game.
Then all you have to do is win back nine full fights.
Can't lose a game.
And it was just such a rude handling, which really made the members of the God team forcibly reinvigorated their fighting spirit and fighting spirit.
For no other reason—
Because of the responsibility of being a professional player in the national LPL division.
Also because…
It's the place they lost today.
They need to find it back by themselves!
However, whether it is No. 1 or Lin Feng, it is very clear that although the members of the God team have been reinvigorated by this, but then to analyze it calmly and objectively, if this lost field only relies on God-the hand of God, want to It is difficult to find it back.
In other words-
The ones that are really placed on the most high expectations are actually not the top teams in the LPL division today.
"Axing broke through the bottleneck, and now God can be considered to be able to take it."
No. 1 on the parking lot spoke leisurely again.
Lin Feng nodded silently and didn't answer, and No. 1 continued talking to himself without any concern: "But to this extent, I've only just gotten it - if it's really going to be put into the situation of the new season next year, it may not be enough. Look."
If someone else listened to these words, in all likelihood they would have their eyes wide open.
Because such an evaluation seems to underestimate the God team too.
After all, even though today's finals were finally defeated by the SSK team, the strength of God-Hand of God in these five BO5 matches has still amazed the whole world.
This combat power has already caught up with the top veteran teams with the Four Emperors, such as Legend in Europe, Season in North America, and Fate in South Korea, and has even slightly outperformed.
Not to mention Dawn Morning Star, who broke through the realm and entered the threshold of the Four Emperors, the current level of strength, looking at the new generation of e-sports circles, it is estimated that it is only under Han Shihao alone.
And at this level, at this moment, No. 1's mouth is still just an evaluation of "not necessarily enough".
Lin Feng still nodded silently.
Because he understands the meaning of Senior No. 1, and he is also more aware of the situation next year than the members of the God team.
next year…
The teams participating in the competition are by no means the only old-fashioned powerhouses of the new generation.
It is to include the strong men of the previous generation.
Therefore, under such a severe situation, if there is only one God-hand of God in the national service LPL division to support the scene, even at the state level of Dawn Morning Star, it is still difficult to obtain half a point among such strong circles. benefit.
Don't forget, what their national service will do next year is more than just "seeking benefits".
But to win.
Win all.
Not far away, a bus had started its engine slowly, and the number five in the back seat beckoned to the two masters and apprentices through the window. Number one patted Lin Feng on the shoulder and walked towards the bus, leaving only one sentence. talk:
"Hurry up."
Lin Feng paused for a while.
Then quickly follow.
…
The flight is booked for tomorrow morning.
After the national costume group returned to the hotel, there were no other arrangements that night.
The God team, which missed the championship trophy, naturally would not have any mood to do a celebration banquet. The players all went back to their rooms early to prepare for a sleepy night, waiting for the return to their own club base tomorrow. Meetings and preparations for next year's new season.
The team leaders and coaches stayed in a room for a meeting, not only the players, but they also had to do post-match review and introspection.
As for the commentators, reporters and film crews who came to the finals from China, they were all dragging their tired bodies after a busy day, packing up their equipment or video and text manuscripts. The work is far from over.
Su Xue, who is the host reporter in the LPL division of the finals, is no exception.
However, she was forcibly dragged out by No. 3 from the busy work in the room, on the grounds that she had a dinner to relax a little.
"Work is work, and meals are always eaten."
In the cafeteria on the second floor of the hotel, No. 3 on the table expressed his attitude like this:
"When the players finish the game, they all go back to the house to sleep to replenish their energy. As a reporter, you are busier than other players. How can you not eat something to pamper your stomach?"
Su Xue, who was sitting across from No. 3, didn't say a word. She lowered her head and ate silently. She pulled the knife and fork hard on the dinner plate.
Three eyebrows raised:
"What's wrong?"
Su Xue finally raised her head, revealing red circles around her eyes:
"I just feel bad."
"Just a little bit to win the championship... so many people, waiting so long, waiting so long..."
No. 3 shook his head helplessly:
"That's how e-sports is. You're not as skilled as others, you can only recognize it."
"God played really well today, but who would have thought that the guy named Han from SSK would actually take that step at the last minute?"
"It's not wrong to lose."
Su Xue was angry: "Anyway, I feel wronged!"
Then she squinted at No. 3: "That F... is it really that strong now?"
No. 3 nodded firmly:
"Anyway, that old Li Daozai was shot to death on the beach now."
"Then can you beat him?"
"what?"
No. 3 was stunned for a moment, but Su Xue immediately showed a dissatisfied expression and muttered: "So you are not an opponent, are you... Really, you are still bragging about how good you are..."
These words made No. 3 unable to bear the slight twitching of the blue veins on his forehead:
"It's not like that, there are divisions of labor in occupations..."
Su Xue glanced at No. 3 and pouted:
"It's not hard to brag anyway."
No. 3 is very happy: "Okay, you wait, next year's new season, I will let you see what is true ability!"
Now it was Su Xue's turn to be stunned:
"What do you mean, next year... you?"
Host Su seemed to have grasped some key information keenly, and opened his eyes to look at No. 3.
The corners of No. 3's mouth twitched:
"You finish your meal honestly first, and I'll tell you slowly when you're done."
With the temptation, Su Xue finally picked up the knife and fork obediently again and pulled it on the plate, and then suddenly thought of something:
"By the way, what about Xiao Fengren?"
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The update is sent, ah, the final volume, all the plots are beginning to end, and I feel a lot of pressure.