"Let's congratulate YM!" The three commentators shouted in unison, "Defeat the strong rival SKT 3:1 and win the MSI championship!" ”

Miller's voice trembled slightly with excitement, "Now I have to add a 2017 MSI champion to the introduction of YM!" ”

"They also became only the second team after SKT to win both the World Finals and the Mid-Season Championship!" The doll's eye sockets are reddish.

The prophet wiped his eyes, took off his headphones and jumped down from his chair, rushing over and hugging Lin Ran.

His face flushed with excitement, and his mouth moved as if he was saying something.

However, Lin Ran didn't hear clearly when he was wearing headphones just now.

With his headphones off, he wanted to ask the soothsayer again.

But he soon found himself overthinking.

After taking off his headphones, the cheers of tens of thousands of people in the audience intertwined with the sound of dry ice spray spraying around the stage, making it difficult for him to hear each of his teammates.

"Go shake hands!" Xiao Tian's mouth is so big that all his teammates can recognize his mouth shape.

The moment YM left the players' box, countless applause swept in, and the five team members waved to the stands.

"YM is just one continental trophy away from his Grand Slam!" Miller patted his chest to soothe his excitement, "It's entirely possible that they will get that trophy sooner than SKT!" ”

"It's only been a year since YM landed in the LPL top league!" I remember sniffing and choking up slightly, "I don't think anyone would have thought that YM would have come to this point a year ago!" ”

Lin Ran shook hands with the wolf stick combination in turn, and when they came to Lee Sang-hyuk, the two obviously hesitated for a moment.

Then open your arms and gently embrace each other.

The two were face to face, and they could finally hear each other's voices amid the manic cheers of the scene.

"I didn't play well today, we'll see you in the Bird's Nest, and you will definitely lose when the time comes."

Lee Sang-hyuk said in kimchi-flavored English, with a high fighting spirit that could not be concealed in his eyes.

He would never throw in the towel.

"Are you so sure you're going to make it to the finals?" Lin Ran laughed, "This game can't be won by one person, teammates are the key." ”

"I'm enough for one person," the broken English couldn't stop the firmness in Lee Sang-hyuk's tone, "I will drag the team into the final even if I drag it out then." ”

The two let go of each other, and Lee Sang-hyuk turned to pack up the peripherals.

He himself knows that his performance in this final is very average.

It's time to practice more when he goes back, and there is not much time left for him.

When Lin Ran shook hands with Huni, he found that he was still habitually chewing gum, but his eyes were blank.

Lee Sang-hyuk didn't perform well, but at least he led his teammates to win a game, and Huni's MSI performance was a disaster.

was caught in the first game, and in the next three games, Little Peanut came to help him from time to time, and Huni couldn't lead the team to victory when he got the head.

It can be described as a donkey sauce bastard anchor possessed, help me, I don't C, if you don't help me, you will explode.

This made Huni, who has always been proud, unacceptable.

Korean netizens who couldn't sleep because of SKT's defeat saw that the camera had been facing huni, and they were immediately angry.

They show their troll nature.

[HUNI is the worst top laner in the Republic of Korea in recent years, who agrees and who opposes?] 】

[Does this need to be said?] I now feel that my blood pressure is constantly rising when I see the operation of HUNI. 】

[In the first game, he couldn't prevent gank, and his teammates got Dalong and he forcibly lost the game; At the end of the fourth game, Cassadine was given five kills, and each of us Koreans is responsible for this kind of person to be alive. 】

[Huni lives in this world and wastes our food every day. 】

[This is simply the key to YM's victory, FMVP is none other than him!] 】

Huni also knows that if he plays this bastard in the final, he will definitely be warmly greeted by Korean netizens.

His emotions fell visibly to the naked eye.

But no one paid attention to him, Lin Ran and his teammates shook hands with the SKT players and ran directly to the center of the stage.

The MSI Championship Trophy is out there!

At this time, the brainless and unhappy, Guo Hao and the white crescent moon also rushed out.

In the cheers of the audience, everyone at YM lifted the championship trophy!

With a few low sounds, gold ribbons were scattered over the stage!

In this golden rain, the picture of Lin Ran holding up the trophy was frozen in the camera of the cameraman Yicun.

The crowd on the sidelines gave the victors a thunderous round of applause!

"This trophy is so light, it's not as good as the one in the World Championship." Xiao Tian took the trophy and weighed it in his hand.

Before coming to Brazil, he still had the trophy in mind, but after nearly two weeks of intense competition, the garlic king felt a little bored.

Xiao Tian was no longer nostalgic and handed the trophy to the prophet.

The prophet has never held the summoner trophy, and when he sees this MSI trophy, he is like a treasure, and he keeps stroking it like a cat in his arms.

"Inner ......" The prophet looked at the nearby village, and stopped talking.

Lin Ran knew at a glance that the prophet's social phobia had committed again.

"Brother Yicun, he wants you to take a picture of him." He understood that he would take the initiative to speak.

The prophet smiled shyly, "Brother Ran still understands me." ”

"No problem." Ichimura smiled in agreement, and he picked up his camera and motioned for the soothsayer to hold up the trophy.

YM players pass trophies in their hands, and Riot executives Tedamir and Reiz, who were seen at last year's World Championship ceremony, walked through the hallway.

In front of the two of them was a brown-skinned bald fat man in a brown suit.

The cheers in the stands did not stop for a moment, and the bald man waved hello to the spectators with a smile on his face and a kind expression.

When he came up, he shook hands with Lin Ran, and his attitude was very enthusiastic.

"Your ability in League of Legends is not much different from my level in football," he said, "and you played a great game today, congratulations." ”

Lin Ran was a little confused.

This fat man doesn't understand football just by looking at his size.

Lin Ran always felt that this person's face was familiar, but when he had just won the championship, his brain twitched, and he just couldn't remember it.

However, he still smiled and bowed, and at least the work on his face had to be done in place.

The man took out the championship medal with a blue ribbon from the side, then shook hands with the YM team members and management one by one, and hung the medals around their necks.

"Who is this?" Jack asked.

Guo Hao's eyes that originally looked at the bald fat man were full of longing, and when he heard Shiba Inu's words, he immediately turned his head and looked at each other angrily.

"Big Ronaldo," he said eagerly, "Ronaldo! ”

Lin Ran then remembered.

Like Li, the golden throat treasure!

When he doesn't play football, he usually sees Messi Ronaldo, and Da Luo's era is far away from Lin Ran.

But Guo Hao is different.

He grew up watching Ronaldo play football, and he regarded him as an idol in his childhood.

When shaking hands, Guo Hao was so excited that he couldn't extricate himself, and stammered in English to discuss with Da Luo about signing a group photo.

Da Luo readily agreed.

He came to attend the MSI award ceremony, mainly because he also invested in a club in the Brazilian league this year, and he was worried that the management model was not clear, so he could learn from Guo Hao privately.

At this time, Vincent, the hostess and part-time translator, took to the stage.

"First of all, let's congratulate YM on winning the 2017 Mid-Season Championship!" The hostess faced forward, "This event, now in its third year, will also have a third winner!" ”

Tedamir and Ruiz on the side applauded repeatedly, very satisfied.

MSI has three championships over three years, which has achieved the event ecosystem they wanted.

Riot has had enough of the LCK's dominance over the past two years, and lately designers have been figuring out how to weaken what the LCK does best, make the game more suspenseful, and make teams from other regions a strong contender for the World Championship.

Unexpectedly, before they could make a move, YM was born last year, breaking the hegemony of the LCK over the World Championship.

This is both a good thing and a bad thing.

Fortunately, the monopoly of the LCK has been gradually broken, and the competitiveness of the event has been raised to a higher level.

The bad is bad because after the brave slay the dragon, he will eventually become an evil dragon.

YM won two league titles in one year, plus two of the most prestigious international titles.

They have a taste of the 2015-2016 SKT, which also won the World Championship and the Mid-Season Championship in a row.

But will there be a team that is as strong as last year's YM to step up and stop them from moving forward?

The two looked at each other and felt that it was time for the designers to proceed to weaken YM.

It doesn't matter if there is no strong opponent to match the strength of YM.

Fists to give them a bit of difficulty.

“…… Next, I'm going to announce the FMVP players for this year's mid-season championship - "The hostess still wants to sell off the guanzi."

But the spectators in the stands have already spontaneously shouted an ID!

Ran！

Many Brazilians also played with tongue play, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

"It looks like everyone already has their own answers," the hostess laughed, "and luckily, most of the audience felt the same way as our tournament judges." ”

She lets her voice reach every corner of the stadium: "2017 Mid-Season Championship FMVP——! ”

The cheers of the scene rose again, almost tearing up the entire stadium.

"Well deserved!" Miller on the podium was very excited, "Ran conquered the audience with his outstanding performance! ”

After all, ten minutes ago, Lin Ran had just scored five kills in the tiebreaker, how could this not impress the audience?

At this time, the director also gave Lin Ran's data map on the big screen at the scene.

Lin Ran scored 304, 714, and 1331 in the three winning games, respectively, and the battle loss ratio was extremely luxurious.

"The average output is 911, and the damage conversion rate is as high as 189%!" Where have the dolls ever seen such terrible stats, "Ran perfectly showed his strong dominance in this final! ”

The domestic live broadcast room has long been overcrowded, and YM's championship and Lin Ran's five-kill performance directly washed away all the sleepiness of the domestic champions, and they kept brushing the barrage.

[Take five kills on top of Faker's head, I can blow for a lifetime!] 】

[Lee Sang-hyuk never dreamed of today, right? Last year's finals, Ran also stepped on him to win FMVP! 】

【YMNB！ 】

The hostess in the center of the stage is still doing a post-match interview.

"What does Ran think of his MSI trip? What are your plans for the second half of the season? ”

As soon as Lin Ran picked up the microphone, he heard the sound of a tsunami coming up the mountain in the stands.

“MVP！ MVP！ ”

Lin Ran pondered for a moment before he spoke:

"After all, we won the championship in the end, I think our trip to Brazil was not in vain, and there are still a lot ......of prize money to be shared."

Hearing this, the mindless and unhappy people standing on the side laughed.

The two of them came to Brazil for a fun trip, and at the end they were able to get a share of the championship prize, although certainly not as high as the other starters, but it was also a lot of money for them at this time.

"My teammates are as stable as ever," Lin continued, "but the season is still long, and this is just an affirmation of our achievements in the first half of the year." ”

"This year's World Finals in our home country is our biggest goal this season," Lin Ran said in a firm tone, "There will be no suspense that YM will lift the Summoner Trophy there again." ”

Domestic audiences don't need translators, and they can't help it after hearing Lin Ran's interview.

[Crazy madness! 】

[This flag is so good, Brother Ran! ] 】

[But the Bird's Nest must hold a cup!] I don't want to see South Korea win the championship at the Bird's Nest. 】

Wen Sen translated this passage unchanged, and the hostess looked at Lin Ran with a little more brilliance.

This is not some vulgar drama of sudden heat in public.

She just felt that Lin Ran's image had changed subversively in her heart.

The hostess originally thought that East Asians were more modest and subtle in setting small goals for post-game interviews.

Unexpectedly, from responding to Ah P's cruel words to his outlook for the second half of the season after the finals, Lin Ran's speech was not East Asian at all, but very in line with the style of European and American entertainment.

But as soon as these words were spoken, the smiles of Tamir and Ruiz on the sidelines instantly froze.

Attaboy!

I'm worried about how to weaken you, set up a target for us to fight?

Still winning the championship? Have you all wrapped up the round?

You've never seen a patch awesome, have you?

When the two were ready to step down, they contacted Chun-Li, a senior weakening designer of their own company, and gave YM a big package.

Lin Ran, who had just returned to the lounge after getting off the stage, was still unaware that he was busy processing the large congratulatory messages pouring into his mobile phone.

Lin Ran's Weibo rarely posts and does not set a private message threshold, which caused him to almost burst his phone when he opened the software.

He hurriedly set it up to "only accept private messages from people who follow", so that he was finally comfortable.

As for WeChat, which is usually used a lot, they are all old fans who have been paying attention to Lin Ran since the anchor period, and then some insiders.

This part of the information is more cumbersome to deal with.

Because WeChat is full of people who are relatively close, the words sent in the group are not very sincere.

So at the beginning, Lin Ran also considered that it was not easy for people to stay up late to watch the game, so he edited the reply letter carefully.

But he immediately found that the speed of his reply could not keep up with the speed of the influx of WeChat messages.

It just so happened that at this time, Guo Hao ran back after Da Luo's autograph and group photo, and was shouting to take them out to eat barbecue to celebrate.

Lin Ran simply edited a circle of friends.

[There are too many messages, I really can't reply, unified reply: Thank you for your support.]

PS: Are you so idle? Staying up late per capita, right? Watching a game at 3 o'clock in the middle of the night? 】

He also accompanied a cat emoji, which looks vivid.

Then he picked a few more important people's messages and replied.

PDD, the previous big boss of the team, estimated that he stayed up all night watching the game, and sent a message as soon as the game ended, but at this time he was pressed at the bottom by the new information.

Although PDD is no longer the major shareholder of YM since the beginning of this year, it has a good relationship with the players, and Lin Ran will definitely reply with two sentences.

And then there are a few close pros.

Xiaohu sent him a few memes, and then congratulated Lin Ran on winning the MSI championship.

Lin Ran walked out of the stadium with his teammates and got on the bus.

He first accepted the emoji, and then typed quickly with his fingers: [You can't thank me? Help you RNG get revenge. 】

After all, in the MSI semi-finals and S6 semi-finals last year, RNG was eliminated by SKT.

Xiaohu probably didn't want to sleep anymore, so he chatted with Lin Ran.

[General, you can't play on the plane, it's really not as good as me]

Lin Ran was naturally unconvinced, [Dead duck has a hard mouth? 】

He had just finished typing, and when he saw the word duck, he remembered something funny.

He pinched his throat and recorded his voice in the male duck cavity, "Then it's definitely not as good as you, the demon queen was killed by the yellow chicken, right?" ”

At the 2016 MSI, although Xiaohu single-killed faker in the group stage, his performance in the knockout round was relatively average, and he was also completed by Lee Sang-hyuk The strange achievement of "Yellow Rooster Single-Kill Enchantress".

Lin Ran and Xiaohu have a good relationship, and they have no scruples about making this kind of joke.

"He meowed, I thought it was Xiaohu himself, can you imitate this voice?" Xiao Tianyi sat beside him and handed Lin Ran potato chips.

Lin Ran didn't eat at noon, and he was hungry at this time.

He saw that the traffic jam outside the stadium began again, and the familiar sound of the horn in the past two weeks lingered in his ears again.

It seemed that he wouldn't be able to get to the barbecue restaurant for a while, so Lin Ran gave up the idea of making a belly for the barbecue, took the potato chips and started eating.

Five seconds after the voice message was sent, Xiaohu replied with a question mark.

[You wait for the summer game, see me teach you how to be a person" He replied again.

[I'll wait. 】

Former teammate Xiao Ming also sent a congratulatory message.

Lin Ran chatted with him for a while, and found that Shi Senming actually mentioned that he should teach himself a hard lesson in the summer competition.

What's that? Packed up?

Lin Ran replied with a 'three days without a house to uncover the tiles' emoji in response.

Brainless and unhappy, the two are still thinking about the prize money.

This year's MSI championship prize is 676,000 US dollars, the club deducts a part, and the starting players take the lion's share, leaving Liu Qingsong and Lin Weixiang with an estimated after-tax income of 300,000 yuan.

It's not less, it's much higher than the 6W bonus that Lin Weixiang got in the spring game, which is basically equal to his after-tax salary for a year.

What's more, the two of them also came to Brazil for a trip at public expense, no matter how you look at it, it is all blood money.

"Brother," Lin Weixiang tightly held Liu Qingsong's hands, which were two months older than him, with tears in his eyes, "We are rich." ”

"Uh-huh." Liu Qingsong looked at the mobile phone calculator, thinking about where to use the bonus.

He glanced at Lin Ran's flawless handsome face, and had an idea in his heart.

At this time, the four rounds of the game were over, the award ceremony was over, and it was nearly early morning in China.

In addition to the large number of viewers attracted by the summit showdown between SKT and YM, there are many more netizens who live by their biological clocks and have just woken up.

They saw the news of YM's championship through various information channels.

Nowadays, the e-sports event has attracted a lot of attention, and there is no other heavy news in the early morning, and the two titles of 'YM Winning the Championship' and 'RanFMVP' directly dominate the Weibo hot search list.

Halfway through sitting in the barbecue restaurant, Lin Mingdong sent a message.

A congratulatory emoji.

The key is the spoof version, Lin Ran always feels a bit of a yin and yang weird taste.

He was duplicitous while receiving the picture, [Didn't you let you send fewer emojis? 】

Lin Mingdong's reply was fast, [so I only sent a picture]

Lin Ran hurriedly typed, [This picture is not good, don't use it in the future.] 】

Lin Mingdong let out a surprised expression, and then continued typing.

[Congratulations to you, and I hope you are not arrogant and make persistent efforts, your career can be more brilliant, I look forward to your good results]

Lin Ran felt that a soft place in his heart had been hit, [Thank you. 】

The conversation between the father and son did not last long, Lin Mingdong still had to catch a plane today, and he had to start his busy work again.

Su Cheng is very leisurely, she has nothing to do in the past two weeks after the midterm exams, she takes classes to learn professional knowledge during the day, and starts a video call with Lin Ran when she returns to the rental house at night.

After winning the championship, YM's mood suddenly relaxed, and Guo Hao took Lin Ran and these players to play in major tourist attractions in Rio.

Su Chengquan, who was on a video call with her boyfriend, was on a tour of Rio.

The statue of Jesus, Bread Hill, and Rio Cathedral introduced by Lin Weixiang earlier...... Lin Ran turned around.

"Why don't I think Brazil is so fun?"

Su Cheng was a little puzzled, "I still wanted to travel at that time." ”

"I think it's okay," Lin Ran climbed up the hill and looked into the distance, "Some of the attractions are still spectacular." ”

"I'd rather look at your face," Su Cheng turned his pen and smiled, "You turn the camera around, I'll just look at your face." ”

Lin Ran had never seen such a request.

However, the empathetic Lin Ran satisfied Su Cheng.

After a three-day stay in Brazil, the YM team drove to São Paulo, then boarded the plane again and returned to their mother's arms after a 35-hour high-intensity flight.