When Jing Yuanzhou found Lin Yan, the big coach was leaning against the wall next to the balcony.
With a cigarette between his fingertips, his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly among the curling smoke, looking at the distant scenery.
Occasionally a gust of wind passed, and the flames that blew the tail of the smoke faintly flickered.
It is obviously a very faint light, but it is inexplicably dazzling.
Probably hearing footsteps, Lin Yan glanced sideways.
He didn't show much surprise when he saw Jing Yuanzhou, he skillfully exhaled a puff of cigarette, and stood up slowly: "Smoke one?"
Jing Yuanzhou took the cigarette that was handed over and held it to his mouth: "Borrow a fire."
As soon as Lin Yan took out the lighter, Jing Yuanzhou had already leaned over.
When he lowered his eyes, he happened to see the man's clear eyelashes too close, and the smooth angular lines were indescribably perfect and delicate.
After lighting the cigarette, Jing Yuanzhou slowly leaned against the railing of the balcony, looked at Lin Yan quietly for a while, and asked without reason, "How is it?"
Lin Yan shook his head: "It's okay."
The mistake just now was too obvious, and the other party would notice that he was not surprised at all.
Although he didn't quite understand why Jing Yuanzhou gave up this opportunity to kill, Lin Yan was still grateful, after all, it made him not need to continue the third match.
In the final analysis, it is still too blindly confident, thinking that 3V3 will not have much impact, and the result is that the timidity is missed within an hour.
The feeling of coldness shrouded in an instant just now is so clear that even though it has gradually recovered its calm, when the wind blows, there is still a chill on the back of the trance.
Lin Yan sighed softly and looked up at Jing Yuanzhou's eye shadow: "Didn't you ask me why I didn't play a career?"
The look in Jing Yuanzhou's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't speak.
Lin Yan's voice drifted past his ears indifferently, and the plain words seemed to be talking about other people's affairs: "PTSD, which is a very common Traumatic Stress Disorder. I have no problems with my ears, so I usually Work will not be affected, but as long as you are in a closed environment such as team voice, you will experience tinnitus, auditory hallucinations, numbness, etc. for a long time, just like this.”
As if to prove what he said, he lifted the hand that was hanging in his pocket and stretched it out in front of Jing Yuanzhou.
Although it has obviously calmed down a lot, you can still see the faint trembling of the fingertips uncontrollably.
Lin Yan noticed Jing Yuanzhou's unsure look: "Don't look at me like that, it's not a big deal. It's caused by psychological factors, and there's no way to deal with it, so I just don't play a career at all. In fact, it's good to be a coach, although It does feel a little itchy from time to time.”
Speaking of which, he smiled irrelevantly: "The situation will be much better when it is in double row, but the more voices in the voice channel, the easier it is to be affected. I haven't tried 3V3 before, and today's situation can only show me I still overestimate myself. In short, I would like to thank Jingshen for raising his hand, if we play the third round, I would really have to kneel, thank you for not killing!”
It was an understatement, but Jing Yuanzhou clearly felt that something was hurting in his heart.
He subconsciously remembered what Lin Yan said to Abyss, and his eyes slowly dropped.
Obviously he is an excessively distressed person, but he always wants to feel distressed for others.
Before you know it, the cigarette in your hand is about to burn out.
Jing Yuanzhou snuffed out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can beside him. He didn't continue the topic, grabbed Lin Yan's hand and walked out: "Let's go, I'd like to admit defeat and cook dinner for you."
The fingertips, which were still slightly trembling, gradually calmed down in the man's broad and gentle palm.
Lin Yan was stunned for a moment at such a move, and then smiled paradoxically: "Titans cooks by themselves, it's really not the treatment of ordinary people."
Jing Yuanzhou followed his words and continued: "It is indeed your honor."
Lin Yan chuckled lightly and said nothing.
The bits and pieces of the past were originally circling in my mind, but at this time, the warmth from my fingertips gradually dissipated.
That year, Lin Yan had not yet come to this world, and even had just joined the league.
He is just a rookie who has just been selected into the professional team from the youth training camp, and he is the captain of WP Zhang Anning.
With the retirement of the former shooter, the output position of WP has been vacant for a long time, and the arrival of Lin Yan has added new blood to the team.
Zhang team attaches great importance to it, and has taken it with him without hesitation since he joined the team.
Because Lin Yan was not a shooter when he was in the youth training camp, Zhang Anning also asked him what he thought about it.
Lin Yan didn't care too much: "As long as you can play professionally, you can be in any position."
Zhang Anning is well aware of the importance that Lin Yan attaches to the team, but because Lin Yan's strength is indeed top-notch, after the team played a few training games together, he was quickly recognized by his teammates.
As a veteran team, WP has a very strange attribute.
Every time they are one step away from the championship, there will always be all kinds of moths, so that the entire e-sports circle gives them the title of "the second child of ten thousand years".
Zhang Anning was naturally unconvinced by this, especially after winning such a fierce general as Lin Yan, he was full of hope for the next game.
Lin Yan was driven by the emotions of his own captain, coupled with the joy of officially participating in the professional league for the first time, he played with great passion on the field.
After a wave of devastating victories, WP, who had been sluggish for a long time, finally entered the finals again with a dash of momentum.
In the team motivation on the eve of the final, Zhang Anning patted Lin Yan's shoulder heavily: "Eternal, let's rush to the top of glory together!"
Even Zhang Anning did not expect that such a sentence would leave an indelible trace in the young man's heart since then.
Lin Yan respected Zhang Anning, only he knew how much he wanted to stand on the championship podium with the captain.
Because the finals were scheduled for the afternoon, I didn't know what was going on with the sponsors that morning, so Zhang Anning insisted on making a supplementary commercial video.
The venue and the sponsor's location happened to be in the same city, Zhang Anning couldn't help but cooperate with the team manager.
After leaving, he rubbed Lin Yan's hair and warned, "You should also do a good warm-up when I'm not here. This year's champion must be our WP's. Just wait for me to come back, you know?"
Lin Yan was playing the game console at the time, but he didn't raise his head when he heard the words, he just smiled: "I know Captain, you are so long-winded."
Zhang Anning also seemed to feel that he was a bit of a mother-in-law, so he turned around with a smile and got into the car arranged by the club.
Years later, if you want to ask Lin Yan what he regrets the most in his life, it is probably that he didn't say goodbye to Zhang Anning at that time.
When the bad news came, the players were all preparing for the battle in the lounge.
A second ago, he was talking about why the captain hadn't arrived yet. When they heard that Zhang Anning's car had an accident on the elevated road, everyone was obviously stunned there.
Lin Yan reacted from this news, the first sentence in his instinct was: "Stop joking..."
The team coach who came to convey the news moved the corner of his mouth and did not answer the question, but turned to look at the substitute and said, "Amin, you take the place of the Zhang team."
The voice fell, and the entire lounge was completely blown up.
The jungler took the lead and couldn't hold back: "Still fighting?! The captain doesn't know what's going on in the hospital now, why are you still thinking about playing games?!"
The coach's eyes were also glowing red, but he looked at him stubbornly: "You said that you don't know what's going on! What can you do in the past, go in and perform surgery for the Zhang team? The whole team finally reached the finals with great difficulty. , what are you going to do, just abandon the game and go to the hospital? Can Zhang Anning agree to this?!"
Everyone understands the truth, but when it comes to this, no one can guarantee that reason can overcome impulse.
In a blink of an eye, the entire lounge became a complete mess.
The jungler was going crazy and wanted to rush out, but the coach asked someone to stop him, so he wouldn't let him out.
In the distance, the jungler's hysterical shout could be heard: "Lin Yan, you stinky brat! The captain usually treats you the best, but why don't you say anything at this time?!"
Compared to the others, Lin Yan seemed a little too quiet.
Hearing that at this moment, it seemed that he had regained his senses. He looked down, and at some point in his palm, a deep wound had been pinched by the deeply embedded fingertips.
His lips had an unusual white touch, and his throat rolled and rolled before he uttered a word in a low voice: "This game, we must fight!"
The clear voice fell in such an environment, making everyone stunned for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Yan slowly stood up from his position: "It's late, it's time to warm up..."
Before he finished speaking, I saw his figure swaying vaguely, and the people next to him suddenly exclaimed and hurriedly supported him.
The team doctor quickly gathered around to take a look, probably because the stimulation was a bit large, causing some signs of disorder in the hormones in the body.
The jungler stood beside him with a complicated expression and hesitated, finally rubbing his hair fiercely, and scolding in a low voice: "Fight! Must fight! Damn it!"
No one knew the specific situation on Zhang Anning's side, but they didn't have much time to think about it.
The staff carefully knocked on the door of the lounge, urging them to come on.
Substitute Amin is a rookie who has just been brought up from the second team. He never thought that his first appearance would be in the finals. Before he took a few steps, he already felt a little weak in his legs: "What should I do... Me, can I do it?"
Lin Yan's face was still not very good at this time, his whole face was morbidly pale, and when he heard the words, he looked back at him, and dropped a sentence: "It's okay to do it."
In this finals, Lin Yan played unprecedentedly brutal.
Although the weakness of the bench was very obvious, he also forced himself to make up for the vacancy from his teammates. The first four games of BO5 were dragged to 2-2.
Before the tiebreaker, everyone returned to the lounge to rest.
Because there was no news of Zhang Anning, the whole atmosphere was inevitably very depressed.
Lin Yan couldn't bear the atmosphere and got up to go to the bathroom. On the way back, he happened to see the coach standing in the corner of the corridor talking quietly.
After a long distance, he couldn't hear the specific content, until the vague phrase "I couldn't be saved" fell into his ears, completely freezing his moment.
The feeling of being cold all over the body, and when I looked again, the coach who had ended the call was already leaning on the railing and crying in a low voice.
Lin Yan couldn't remember how he went back to the lounge at that time, and he didn't know why not even a single tear came out.
Seeing that the tiebreaker was about to begin, he followed the team onto the arena again, and the shouts along the way seemed extremely distant.
The others didn't know the specifics yet, and they completed their preparations with a serious look. No one spoke under absolute pressure from beginning to end.
However, as soon as this game started, it showed a one-sided trend.
10 minutes into the game, WP was at a complete disadvantage.
Amin was originally rushing the ducks to the shelves. After the last four games, his nerves were already tense to the extreme. At this time, under the successive killings of his opponents, he finally collapsed completely.
The jungler was already holding his breath, and the cry of the substitute undoubtedly stimulated his nerves even more.
Seeing that there was no hope of winning, although he didn't smash the keyboard on the spot, he couldn't help but burst out in the team's voice.
After a while, the mid lane and the support also joined in.
In the voice channel, swearing, crying, and persuading were intertwined in a chaotic manner, forming a nightmare of ignorance and endless repetition.
The torn between reason and emotion has already put Lin Yan at a critical point where he may overturn at any time.
He could feel that he was surrounded and obliterated by various sounds, and then it seemed that various more sounds appeared.
At the end of all this, only the gentle words of the man are left: This year's champion must be our WP, just wait for me to come back, you know
So, if I do win this year's championship, will you come back as promised
In the last wave of teamfights, WP was beaten by the opponent for a four-for-one.
Seeing the opponent pressing down under the defensive tower aggressively, there was only a thin figure left in WP's base.
Although the four of them after the team battle were all bloody, but when the situation became 1V4, everyone felt that the outcome was a foregone conclusion.
Lin Yan's operation still did not stop.
【Eternal Kill Uky! 】
With the appearance of the first prompt message, it became more and more overwhelming.
【Double Kill (double kill)! 】
【Trible Kill (three kills)! 】
【Quadra kill (four kills)! 】
【Ace! 】
Destroy the group!
With only a trace of blood-skinned shooters left, facing opponents in different states, he completed an incredible slaughter in front of audiences all over the world!
The ultimate champion belongs to WP!
The audience is boiling, and the entire e-sports circle is also boiling.
However, when the official was preparing for the awards ceremony, it was found that all the members of WP had already left the arena.
Until this time, no one knew why WP chose to come off the bench.
Unfortunately, Zhang Anning failed to fulfill his promise in the end.
Lin Yan, who brought back the championship trophy, rushed to the hospital and saw only the peaceful figure in the endless pale.
Various voices on the field suddenly filled his mind, and he covered his head and slowly curled up amid the exclamations of the crowd.
How amazing is the operation in the final game of the finals, and how regrettable the rest of the ending is.
Just when the entire hot league thought that a new generation of god-level players would be produced in China, Eternal's ID completely disappeared from the public eye.
This is the first league he has participated in, and also, the last.
Lin Yan reappeared a year later, only as a tactical analyst.
Under his leadership, WP began their winning streak dynasty.
The reason why the former talented player suddenly changed careers has been widely debated. Only Lin Yan knows that there are people standing in front of the stage who are shining and hot, and naturally there are people who stand behind the scenes to support them silently.
It doesn't matter whether it is regret or unwillingness, everyone has their own path.
At least he fulfilled his promise to the captain, which is actually pretty good.