Zhou Ming is a college student.

The grades are average, and the looks are average. When the handsome Bancao receives an invitation to watch a movie from a cute girl, his only hobby is to sneak into the Internet café and play a game of hope.

As a god-level player in the top 1,000 on the national server list, Zhou Ming is not only the "thigh" of several brothers in the school team, but also has a slight reputation in other universities. On the rugged mountain road at the top of hope, the difficulties of others are no problem for him, and he is the king of this land.

The brothers on the varsity team are avid HP players and of course follow the professional leagues as well. He has never supported a team and has only indulged in the smooth operation and keen awareness of the pros.

Shang Ziyao, known as a man whose "mind far exceeds the speed of his hands", every routine used can become popular in high-end qualifying, and the equipment and skill order of each character will be imitated by countless people. Zhou Ming didn't look down on him at first, because this person was always regarded as a "male god" by many girls on the school confession wall.

The title of "The Most Handsome Man at the Top of Hope" is not something that a tech-stream player like him can look up to!

Every time Zhou Ming saw such a confession, he was a little unconvinced.

Until that day, in the spring finals of the First Division League in May, Shang Ziyao took the mage of "Xiaoshan Taoist" Wujike and won five kills in the battlefield, ending the game in one wave. The close-up camera cuts to Shang Ziyao's unfazed face, with the cheers of the audience. A certain emotion in Zhou Ming's heart spontaneously arose-

Shang Ziyao, you are the man I want to be!

Since then, Zhou Ming's heart has been the shadow of a man, he secretly paid attention to Shang Ziyao's support group, subscribed to his live broadcast room, and fought trolls in the post bar for him, when his teammates casually said that Shang Ziyao's level had regressed, he slapped it on the keyboard: "You are talking nonsense!" Come solo! ”

Because of this, when he saw a player with the ID name "Kill when you see Shang Ziyao" in the qualifying match, he couldn't help but feel a sense of depression in his heart.

This person is in line opposite him, and he is struggling to choose a role, and he doesn't know if it's a man or a woman.

Zhou Ming's ID is "Fire is faith", and he quickly locked down the role he is best at, the swordsman Changhao, and quietly opened the voice of the whole team.

"Ahem, are the brothers on the other side also watching the game?"

"Hey? Didn't the opposite jungler turn on the voice? ”

No one answered, and the jungler character column on the opposite side was still blank.

"It's not going to be an actor on the other side, is it?" Zhou Ming was a little puzzled.

Actors are not referring to handsome guys and beauties in the entertainment industry, but characters hired by some players in the game, who will deliberately lose the game in order to score points for the opposite "boss". Belongs to the role that everyone shouts and fights. It's a bit strange that this person hasn't chosen his own jungler for a long time right now.

The most anxious is the opposite midlaner, he grabbed the most popular mage Venus now, and with the jungler Haotian, it is a pair of midfield combinations with a high win rate. He kept typing in the channel: Grab Haotian, grab Haotian! But no one responded.

At the last second, the jungler locks down the frozen snowy Macbeth. When the image of the cunning mustache was fixed in the center of the computer screen, the five people on the red side where Zhou Ming was and the remaining four people on the blue side opposite all had a headache.

Enter the game. The two teams at the top of hope - the "red team" and the "blue team" were born in the front and back mountains of the top of hope respectively, the camps of the two teams can regenerate blood indefinitely, and when Chang Hao, who was operated by Zhou Ming, just stretched out in the camp, the mountains and rivers in front of him suddenly disappeared, replaced by a vast white mist.

What the hell is this?

Several teammates in his family asked each other in the voice channel, but Zhou Ming realized it for the first time.

"Macbeth's ultimate, let's act together, don't go out first in the jungle!"

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow faintly passed through the grass not far away, and the ghostly background music combined with the fog that had not yet dissipated, made the five people on the red side have a sense of foreboding.

"What should I do, brother, I haven't played this role, how can I fight?" The red shooter asked bitterly.

Zhou Ming is also bitter in his heart, he won't admit that he doesn't know Macbeth, but he has played it in the entertainment mode - a handful, and it is the kind of big brawl that does not need to be operated at all.

Zhou Ming stopped talking, his family assistant was a character with super thick blood, so he decided to take the lead and walked into the grass in front of him with his head up.

“First Blood！”

The auxiliary wailing made Zhou Ming's ears hurt in the earphones, and he shouted, "Not good!" I saw the shooter using his skills to probe the grass, and at the same time the upper unit also walked out of the camp.

"There must be more than one person in the grass." Zhou Ming said.

Since this is the case, he must also keep up, Chang Hao swung his long sword, and the sword light and sword shadow flew forward, with the high-speed displacement, he was confident that he could quickly get out before being controlled by the enemy. But—

"What about people?"

In the grass, the body of the poor assistant was still shaking, and a huge white snowball rolled twice, exploding a snowflake in the crowd.

Then, thousands of snowflakes fell, and the familiar white mist fell from the sky again, and there seemed to be the sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse behind him, and a white scepter radiated a scorching light, and the head and face struck at the four people on the red side.

"Withdraw!" Zhou Ming said.

In the chaotic light and shadow, the red shooter fell to the ground first because of the lack of blood, and the top single protected Zhou Ming, hid in a bush next to the camp, and clicked back to the city. But......

"There are times when the blizzard makes mistakes?"

The mustache gradually approached from behind in a yin and yang tone, and then the knife flashed, and the screen went white, and then the world turned black and white.

"Red Changhao was killed by Blue Macbeth!"

At this time, the top order, who successfully returned home, didn't figure out what was going on at all, and put a series of question marks on the team's channel. Macbeth deft himself standing at the foot of a mountain not far away, raising one leg.

Fire is Faith: Brother, what you just did was not ordinary.

Kill when you see Shang Ziyao: Shang Ziyao fans?

Fire is Faith: How?

Kill when you see Shang Ziyao: Friends of the blue team, cooperate and lead you to win.

Zhou Ming slapped the table heavily, and was about to take out the quarrel skills he had accumulated over the years and theorize with him, when he saw a line of words typing on the opposite side:

On the opposite side, don't embarrass Shang Ziyao, operate it well.

Zhou Ming: ......

No, fans of Yaoshen and this brainless black theory, the price is dropped!

Fire is Faith: You Wait!

The next game, Zhou Ming is reluctant to recall. Macbeth cooperated with Venus to enter the game, and controlled his own C position countless times, and the game ended neatly in only twenty minutes, Zhou Ming was also reported by his teammates because of his 0-8 record, and what is even more infuriating is that the reason for the report is "blind command".

Zhou Ming was angry, but he quickly forgot about the unpleasantness.

After the intense study life, it was the Thursday he was looking forward to, at four o'clock tonight, there was a PAL game.

Entering the live broadcast room, familiar music, but why is the name of this team a little wrong?

PAS, oh, it turned out to be the second team, not interesting.

Zhou Ming clicked on the upper right corner to exit, and suddenly heard an exclamation, and then the audience exclaimed:

"Macbeth! In the past four years, Macbeth has once again appeared in the top of the hope professional arena, and after version changes, the latest "version of the son" Macbeth was selected for the first time in our minor league, locked by the player of the AA team Noisy! ”

The female commentator picked up just right: "That's right! And the Noisy player came to our First Division as a substitute on Wednesday last week, and it was also a Ola jungler who helped the AA team defeat the arch-rival PAL, so today, will the miracle continue? ”

As if it had touched his sensitive nerves, Zhou Ming's faintly aching head hurt again.

He looked at it in a ghostly way.

on the field.

"Brother Xian, are you-okay?" Ah Liang looked at the unsettling lineup of this game, and quietly asked after Coach Sun stepped down.

"We experimented with it yesterday and it worked well." Wang Silang kept pressing the keyboard to maintain the feel, "What I want is to hit the opposite side by surprise." Coach Sun also agreed after reading it, and there was no problem with yesterday's training match. He smiled and looked at Ah Liang, "Nervous about what?" ”

"We don't have enough points now," Ah Liang said softly, and the referee stopped them in the headphones: "You can't communicate before the game starts!" ”

Ah Liang hesitated for a moment, and actually began to lip-sync:

"Points, points!"

Wen Xian looked at him, his eyes were innocent, he just kept shaking his head when he saw it, the director was also an interesting person, the camera cut over, and there was another wave of laughter.

At this time, in the PAL training room.

Shang Ziyao turned on the oversized LCD TV, then walked to the kitchen and took out a fruit knife to peel the apple.

Suddenly, the narrator shouted, "Macbeth! He chose Macbeth! ”

Shang Ziyao stared at the TV with an indescribable look, suddenly remembered something, rushed upstairs like crazy, kicked open the door of Shi Shucheng's room, and the three of them were playing cards on the bed blowing the air conditioner, and they saw the caravan captain looking excited.

"Go downstairs!"

The fruit knife was pinched in Shang Ziyao's hand, and it was still dripping, and the PAL players felt a chill in the hot summer.

"Don't look down on the second team, take a look at the latest version of Macbeth's teaching." Shang Ziyao said.

"It's just a second-level harassment routine," Chen Ang held half a watermelon in his hand, "Macbeth and I have also practiced, and now it seems that he is more like a controlling ......"

“Double Kill！”

Wen Xian threw out a snowball, connected to the freezing skill, and instantly killed the two of them in seconds. Macbeth has two heads, and his damage stats are greatly increased.

“…… System. ”

Chen Ang finished his words in embarrassment.

"Don't talk about death," Shang Ziyao was still holding a fruit knife in his hand, and the apple had long been forgotten by him in the kitchen, "It's not a technique to learn, it's a routine, how a rookie dog can use Macbeth to reverse the situation and win." ”

The players looked at each other, looking at the big 2:0 head ratio, and couldn't see that there was a trend of "reversing the situation and winning" in this game.

It's only been the first three minutes, Captain!!

At the same time, in a college dormitory, a young man watched the live broadcast, and the weird Macbeth in his heart magically coincided with a previous player, and he always felt that in the next second, someone would type it on the public screen:

Friends of the Blue Side! Together, we will take you to win.