Rise Chapter 1: Next year

A person's life is always in a surging river, and he is pushed forward before he can stop.

For ordinary professional e-sports players, it may take a certain amount of time to adjust and ease their mood after suffering a heavy blow such as a defeat in the World Championship.

But the same thing falls on the players of God-Hands of God. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, the truth is true--

Number One chose the most straightforward way.

There is no gentle comfort.

Directly put the most severe reality in front of every God team member.

To tell you in the most concise and straightforward way, now it is not your turn to have a little bit of depression and depression, and the defeat in the World Championship from the moment the game is over is not worthy of your attention.

Lost a game.

The next thing you have to do is win back nine full battles.

You can't lose a game.

And it happened to be such a rough handling method, which really made the God team members forcibly rekindle their fighting spirit and fighting spirit.

There is no other reason--

Because of the responsibility of being a professional player in the national service LPL division.

Also because of...

It's the place they lost today.

They need to get it back by themselves!

However, whether it is No. 1 or Lin Feng, they all know very well that although the members of the God team have rekindled because of this, but then to analyze it calmly and objectively, if this lost field only depends on God-God’s hand , But it is not easy to get it back.

In other words--

It is not they who are the top team in the LPL Division that are really placed the most high hopes.

"A Xing has broken through the bottleneck, and now God is able to handle it."

Number One on the parking apron spoke again.

Lin Feng nodded silently, did not answer, and No. One said to himself indifferently: "But such a level is just a matter of just being able to figure it out-it is really going to be put into the situation of the new season next year. , Not necessarily enough to see."

When someone else listened to these words, it was almost impossible to hear them with round eyes.

Because this kind of evaluation seems to be too despising on God team.

After all, even if today’s finals were lost to the SSK team, the strength of God-Hand of God in these five BO5 games has still moved the whole world in awe.

This combat power has already caught up with Lege in Europe

d, North American Seaso

The top veteran teams with the four emperors and South Korea Fate have even faintly improved.

Not to mention Dawn Morning Star, who broke through the threshold of the Four Emperors, and the current level of strength, looking at the new generation of e-sports circles, is estimated to be only under Han Shihao.

At this level, at this moment, No.1’s mouth is still just a "not necessarily enough to see" evaluation.

Lin Feng still nodded silently.

Because he understands the meaning of Senior One, he also knows the situation of next year better than the members of God team.

Next year...

The teams participating in the competition are by no means the only veteran players of the new generation.

It is to count those strong men of the previous generations.

So in such a severe situation, if only one God-Hand of God came out to support the scene in the LPL Division of the National Service, even at the level of the dawn and Morningstar today, it would still be difficult to wait in such a strong environment. Get half the benefit.

Don’t forget, what their national service will do next year is more than just “getting benefits”.

But to win.

Win all.

Not far away, a bus has slowly started its engine, and the number five in the back seat beckoned to the two masters and apprentices here through the window. Number one patted Lin Feng on the shoulder and walked towards the bus. Leave a sentence:

"Hurry up."

Lin Feng paused for a while.

Then quickly follow up.

……

The ticket is booked tomorrow morning.

After the national service team returned to the hotel, there were no other arrangements that night.

The God team, who missed the championship trophy, will naturally not have any mood to do a celebration party. The players all go back to the room and prepare to sleep in the morning, waiting for tomorrow to return to the country after returning to the club base. Start the review meeting and preparations for the new season next year.

The team leader and coaches stayed for a meeting in the same room. Not only the team members, but they also have to review and reflect after the game.

As for the commentators, reporters, and film crews who came to the finals from China, they all dragged their tired bodies after a busy day, tidying up their equipment or video and text manuscripts, although the competition was over. , But their work is far from reaching the end.

Su Xue, as the host reporter of the LPL division of this finals, is naturally no exception.

However, she was forcibly dragged out from the busy work in the room by Number Three, on the grounds that she had a little rest and relaxation after dinner.

"Work is work, and I always have to eat."

In the cafeteria on the second floor of the hotel, the number three on the table shows your attitude like this:

"The other players would go back to the room to sleep after the game to replenish their energy. You are a host reporter, and you are busier than the other players. How can you cushion your stomach without eating something?"

Su Xue, who was sitting across from No. 3, didn't say a word, lowered her head and ate silently. Knife and fork struck **** the plate, and inadvertently cut half a slice of poached egg on the table, so angry that he put the knife and fork and stopped moving. .

No. 3 raises eyebrows:

"What's wrong?"

Su Xue finally raised her head, revealing red eye circles:

"I just feel uncomfortable."

"It was only a little bit to win the championship...So many people, waiting so long, waiting so long..."

No.3 shook his head helplessly:

"E-sports is like this. The skills are not as good as humans, so I can only recognize them."

"God played very well today, but who wants to get the SSK surname Han, who really took that step at the last moment?"

"It is not wrong to lose."

Su Xue is angry: "Anyway, I feel wronged!"

Then she squinted at number three: "That F...is really that strong now?"

No. 3 nodded firmly:

"Anyway, the old Lee Dojae was shot dead on the beach anyway."

"Then can you beat him?"

"Huh?"

No. 3 froze for a moment, and Su Xue immediately showed dissatisfaction, muttering: "So you are not an opponent, are you...really, you still keep saying how good you are..."

These words made No. 3 unable to hold back his forehead blue veins jumping slightly:

"That's not the case, there is a division of labor by profession..."

Su Xue glanced at No. 3, curling her lips:

"It doesn't take much effort to brag anyway."

No. 3 is happy: "Okay, you wait, next year's new season, I will show you what is true ability!"

This is Su Xue's turn to freeze:

"What do you mean~IndoMTL.com~Next year...you?"

Host Su, as if keenly catching some key information, opened his eyes and looked at Number Three.

The corner of No. 3 mouth is raised:

"You should finish your meal first, and I will tell you slowly when you finish."

With the temptation, Su Xue finally picked up the knife and fork on the plate again, and then suddenly thought of something:

"By the way, where is Xiaofengren?"

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The update is sent, ah, the final volume, all the plots are beginning to come to an end, and I feel a lot of pressure.

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