018 Boys and Old Boys
Compared with the college students who can still live a peaceful life for the time being, the practitioners outside the ivory tower are already busy.
In the LBS club base in Yu'an, the new Keti champions who have already assembled early feel more than fresh and pressured in the new version of the next full day of games. Most of the familiar lineups they used in the last edition of The International have been changed -
It's not just about weakening, Dota 2's balance team is very skilled at this, and it's something that Ice Frog often uses: if a hero is too strong on its own, strengthen its natural enemies, or change the mechanics of its best match heroes, or even design a balance in terms of game mechanics that can limit its overly bright play. The update method of hand length leg chopping has also produced a competitive environment that can be said to be full of flowers in the current version of Dota2, and there may be a hero who is so strong that it is not necessary to choose BAN, but after all, no hero is so weak that he will never play.
With a plethora of solutions and line-ups, Ti8 has seen an impressive 100% hero appearance rate across the series, with every hero in the game finding their place at The World Invitationalβbut that was a few weeks ago, in the last major release.
In this new version, even the most professional work teams can't find the right answer from the boring data mix, and it's always the actual battle that can hone the lineup and tactics.
"Awkward, can't you make an appointment for training today?" During the afternoon break, Blade, who was finally able to pick up his mobile phone and open the FGγ activity book, secretly asked the handsome young man who was sitting upright with a printer paper in his hand and like a Zen attendant, "No, our championship team is the first to gather for training." β
"I don't know," BadSmile, who was looking through the paper update logs printed out on his hand over and over again, did not fully understand the arrangements of other clubs, "In China, I estimate that CRG will meet today or tomorrow, I don't know if I can make an appointment with them......"
"It's CRG," the bald hunk who walked in from outside the lounge walked straight to Blade and sat down, "I've got in touch with the Golden Retriever, and CRG's side of the team, although Brother A hasn't returned yet, can play with us as a substitute four." β
"Substitute number four? Isn't it embarrassing to be his brother-in-law? Blade thought for a moment, still referring to BadSmile with a deliberately distorted word "god", "Then you're going to have to kill your relatives tonight." β
"CRG can say that he is the only professional substitute four, unless he goes to the youth team to pull people." The bespectacled, somewhat sven man put down the printer paper in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then lowered his voice.
"No, bald, you are familiar with Brother A, can you reveal a little," he looked at his captain, "Brother A will be thirty years old next year, will he talk to you about when he wants to retire?" β
"Not really." Paragate shook his head, "He joked to me once that he was going to fight Ti10, but that was three or four years ago, and I don't really know how long he wanted to play now." β
The two people who had an inexplicable relationship with AckX sighed tacitly, and then laughed.
BadSmile followed CRG at Ti4 in 2014 and struggled in the first round of the group and knockout rounds, but after a quick adjustment, they made it to the finals in the lower bracket β where they fell 3-0 to AckX's NeoWind team.
It was an unforgettable and painful experience for BadSmile, who was still young at the time and had a higher than the sky. In the final finals, I was exclaimed "BadSmile, Bad-God!" by various commentators before. He was executed by AckX in the same position from the rhythm to the teamfight, so that he didn't even want to face the NeoWind of that time for a while.
However, this is also an old thing three or four years ago, and now the obviously more calm BadSmile avenged Ti4 with a 2-0 in the upper bracket of the Ti8 World Invitational, and even returned a clean 3-0 in the subsequent finals.
Although the opponent of the final battle is not the AckX that he has in mind, such an achievement is enough to get him out of his inner demons.
So it's not surprising that BadSmile, who looks back and finds that he's already won all the accolades in Dota, to think about his next step.
"What's the matter, the game is full, are you going to stop playing?" Paragate, who knows what their teammates are going through, is not too surprised, having completed a super-slam that has proven themselves to be a complete winner last season - winning the domestic league championship in one year, two Major Global Major championships and finally the most important TI title, although three years ago, the R-Blackhole team in North America had already achieved this achievement. However, only two teams have been able to reach the Super Slam in a year.
"Have that idea." The other party did not hide his intentions, "All the fights have been completed, and there are no regrets." β
"Also, it's almost time for your two babies to have a father, so it's a bit inappropriate to run around like this." Blade put down the game after brushing up his physical strength and participated in the conversation, "Anyway, this year, a wave of money has been earned, and it's not bad for you to start a family and retire, I'm different, I don't even know if my mother-in-law gave birth to my wife or not." β
"Okay, okay, it's not the right time to announce your retirement now, the new season is about to start, how good it is for you and the newcomers to run in without a game." He pushed his eyes, picked up the changelog and continued to study, "At least you can't wait another half a year to seriously consider it?" β
"That's too." Blade, who is plump and grows gratifyingly, and can be slaughtered at any time, thought about it for a while, so he no longer continued to pay attention to this problem, but picked up his mobile phone and changed to a mobile game to continue brushing.
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Around the same time, NeoWind's headquarters in Shencheng welcomed a special guest.
"If you come to interview a data analyst, please go through the side door employee channel, if you want to find someone, please leave your contact information and wait for the report, yes ......" In the NW headquarters base, in the reception desk with the NW team logo hung, I saw someone approaching her front desk and was preparing to skillfully prepare a complete set of procedures, but after she raised her head to see the face of the comer, the following words were unnecessary, "A God ...... Mr. Lang Guangnan, long time no see. β
"Long time no see." Lang Guangnan, who looked inexplicable, took off his sunglasses to reveal an angular and neat face, although he was already standing closely, he still looked like a teenager, "I won't look for anyone, just take a look." β
For the club's former decorated veteran, this convenience can be given, although the player has now voted for him, but almost everyone here has to stand up and call him a god in a respectful manner.
Although NW has a certain historical background before officially becoming NeoWind, it is still a new force compared to other giants who have long been honored, and what has established their stable position in the CN region is the Aegis of the Ti4 championship that the team led by AckX won against all odds.
This player deserves the applause of all NW fans, and the front desk who has been a staff member at NW headquarters for four years is one of those who witnessed that era.
After leaving the front desk, the man walked to the parlor where all the club's honors were displayed so far, and in the center of the parlor, he saw a reasonable person.
"Old cat, you're here."
"Where else can I be if I'm not here, but you," the man known as the old cat also noticed him, "Why don't you make your own team here?" β
"Isn't it okay for the elderly to be nostalgic? They either forgot or were busy, and I wasn't busy myself, so I couldn't forget. β
Lang Guangnanβhere it should be called AckXβtook a few steps forward and came to the Aegis, and the old cat standing next to him sighed: "Until now, only you will come." β
"Future and Wood are busy live broadcasting, the audience of the new version is waiting to watch, and the big boss is busy with his own team's affairs, which is also the ...... of the new version."
He took a deep breath, as if to sigh something, but he didn't.
"That's nice." AckX raised his hand and stroked the bronze championship symbol in front of him, and in a trance it seemed to be back to the summer four years ago, and although they played the entire elimination tournament with ease, they could still feel the blood burning when they finally raised the shield.
"When are you going to leave?"
"I don't know, maybe Ti10 is finished, or maybe today." AckX reached for the back of the champion shield and touched his name in a familiar position - Lang Guangnan.
The fireworks that had been lit for them that day flickered in his eyes, and the old cat, who saw this, shrugged his shoulders and pressed his hand on the champion shield together.
"Who wouldn't want to do it all over again?" He knew what the 29-year-old was thinking, "but it was time to think about something else." β
"I can't persuade you about that, I know what you think, although you may only have this shield in your life, it is enough. It shouldn't be just Dota, and it shouldn't be just that person. β
"I get that." AckX certainly knows this, and he's here to make his own choice.
Just like tossing a coin, the moment the coin is sold, people can understand what the choice they want to make is, and it doesn't matter how the coin lands.
"Let's see how tonight's training session goes," he simply let go of his hand and turned around, "I don't have to worry about that little BadSmile if it's strong enough, I need to go back quickly." β
"How fast, there aren't so many trains from Yinling to Shencheng."
"Brother, you don't really think I'm here by train, do you?" Lang Guangnan looked back at the old cat, took out a bunch of keys from his jacket pocket and shook it.
"It's really you......" The old cat, who thought of what this man likes to do most besides Dota, knocked on his forehead, "But didn't you say that you wanted to continue to fight a while ago, why did you suddenly change your mind today." β
"It's not today, it's yesterday." Lang Guangnan blinked, thinking for a moment what to say next, "You know? City? β
"I've heard of it."
"I'll take you over there if I have time, and you'll probably know."
"Don't play dumb riddles here......" The old cat, who knew that the other party was good at and liked to hang people's appetites, could only complain, and then looked at the team standing at the top of his memory with a wry smile, and the back of the man who fought to the end gradually moved away.
"That's nice."
He sighed.