Chapter 40: Watching the Ancient Juvenile Story of the Flower (A column written at Station B after RNG lost last night)

The three lanes were broken, and countless unhandled troop lines bulldozed the RNG base.

Staying up until the wee hours of the morning, waiting for this is the result.

Let the double earth dragon and the double fire dragon, let the big dragon, let the three roads, and finally give the opportunity to advance. A familiar scene, just like the same day a year ago, RNG lost to G2 in Game 5.

S7 semi-finals, S8 quarter-finals, S9 semi-finals, S9 semi-finals, three years and three years.

The BP idea that is always contradictory, the way of playing that is always the same, and the lineup that is never innovative, which year will the sword be pointed to.

Looking at the end of the flowers, I am afraid that the youth does not belong to me, and my youth has long ended.

Year after year, as a soft fan, my youth is to watch RNG lose all the way, and the MSI of S8 is a fleeting bright color.

In "This Killer Is Not Too Cold", Matilda once asked Leon, is life always so painful, or is it just like this when you were a child? Leon replied, always.

Maybe that's always the case with youth. At first, it was regret, then it turned into loss, and then it was so desperate that it was disheartened, and he cursed and scolded: "Swim back!" "Then I started looking forward to the next year.

Wait until the next year, endure sleepiness and hunger until one or two o'clock in the morning, and the final harvest is nothing more than a complete sleepless night.

Once, a few of our friends who were in the dark had a chat group. We were both in college at the time, and we had a lot of leisure time to splurge on. We watched the playoffs from the regular season, pointed out the BP, cheered up the team fights, and planned when we could go to the game together in the future. But poor students like us couldn't afford tickets to the Bird's Nest in the end.

In the year of S7, we were looking forward to the Bird's Nest meeting, but in the end we both fell in the semi-finals, so we had to regretfully say: "It's a pity, if only RNG played Samsung, WE played SKT!" Then he comforted himself, fortunately he didn't have the money to buy tickets for the Bird's Nest, otherwise he would have to watch the civil war between the two Korean teams.

In the S8 mid-season competition, RNG won the championship, and the small group of several of us was all saying that the little tiger is awesome, all beings are equal, and UZI is awesome. In the boys' dormitory, the lights in several buildings are all on, all of them are called "RNG tart" I still remember that day it was 520, and there was no girlfriend in the circle of friends, only"

RNG is awesome! ”

Then on the 20th of October, RNG lost, so suddenly. But there was an avalanche, and not a single snowflake was innocent.

But fortunately, IG won, and the screams in the boys' dormitory are all IG awesome.

And S9, our little group chatting about the game hasn't spoken for a long time. Everyone has graduated, graduate school, work, and everyone has a new life. Maybe I'll watch the game a few times during dinner, but I won't say in the group how good this wave of Little Tigers is.

Even I only watched a few playoff games, the RNG round in the spring, and the summer game had a tough schedule. I thought that RNG, which had experienced the peak and trough of S8, would stop in China this year, but a miracle still happened, and RNG, which entered the summer final, once again guaranteed the World Championship.

Soft fans all said in their hearts that this year's RNG is only the top 16 strength, and the top eight at most. But when it comes to Group C of the Group of Death, we are very optimistic, because FNC has always been our own son, and we have always been optimistic that the Group of Death is the FNC who died.

In the first round of the group stage, RNG and SKT were inseparable. Soft fans are all regretting defeat on their lips, but they are thinking in their hearts that in this state, there will be a chance again this year?

This is this time there is no chance at all, and last year I laughed at S10.

When the FNC crowd came to bow and shake hands, I was surprised that there was no anger or sadness, because I saw Ou Cheng hiding his face and crying.

Ou Cheng in the camera covered his face with his hands to prevent people from seeing him crying. In the first round of the group stage, he played two Galen and one Morgana.

This is the first time he has won in the hands of UZI, and it turns out that it is not only our youth that is gray, but also the youth of Ou Cheng. Last year he was the runner-up and the biggest loser.

After RNG lost the game, I looked at the QQ group, and the mobile phone had not used QQ for a long time, and it was TIM. There was no scolding in the QQ group, because there was no news at all.

Yes, our youth is long over, who will stay up late to watch the game and then lose and then divide the pot one by one?

The world of adults is just full of resentment and posting a Weibo or B station news and falling asleep, and they won't even post it in the circle of friends, and it will be a new weekend when they get up the next day.

There are many kinds of youth in this world, maybe some people take the road of champions who are the peak of their debut, some people are young people who are proud to see Chang'an flowers all day, and some people's youth is singing and winning all the way. It's just unfortunate that our youth is always rainy and cloudy, with only a small ray of bright sunshine, or a late autumn sunset, beautiful but desolate.

There are always so many regrets, and there are always unspeakable feelings. When you meet someone you like, you don't dare to promise, you can't refuse in the face of things that go against your heart, it's plain, ordinary, and submissive, this is our youth, the youth of the vast majority of people.

Flowers have a reblooming day, and no one is young. We always say that we want to see the factory director fight again, and we don't want UZI to retire with regrets.

No matter what kind of youth it is, whether it is good or bad, gray or bright, after all, the wind is always blown away by the rain and wind.

In a field with only one champion, the round of 16 is the furthest distance from the champion and the smallest loser. Finally, we don't have to bear greater regrets, we don't have to think about a lot of ifs, maybe this is a thing to be happy about.

It's a pity that we don't know where the tiger 90,000 who was immediately slashed away went after all.