Chapter 392: With the Hope of China's E-sports Circle!
People in the Chinese esports community are very enthusiastic, and they can't wait to tell Lin Fan their own advice in person.
In this regard, including Lin Fan, every member of the team posted a thank you Weibo.
These audiences are all united and kind at this moment.
Of course, there are doubts, but uniting in the face of difficulties has been a fine tradition of China since ancient times.
On the third day, Lin Fan and the others stopped discussing tactics, because they had already formulated tactics, and on this day, they only trained a little, and then dispersed.
Everyone's face was heavy and serious, because they knew that the next day they were going to face a life-critical battle.
This battle is no longer about their honor, but an e-sports circle, a country's honor.
At noon, Xie Dong called.
"Don't say anything else, it's my fault that I didn't go to Mei Country to watch your game, but I still say that, my brother Lin Fan, must be the most dick, kill all these people, come back and I invite you to come to Dongguan for big health care."
Lin Fan smiled bitterly, and finally the two of them chatted a few words, and Xie Dong hung up directly in order not to disturb Lin Fan.
Then, it was Wang Lin who called.
"I can't come either, my dad is so annoying, the tickets are all booked, but the company has an important meeting, and I have to show up."
Wang Lin sounded very angry, he really hoped to be able to come to the scene and see Lin Fan's last battle.
It's just a pity that they are all social people now, and they can't help themselves.
Even, there is not much time left for the game.
However, Lin Fan, every time they play, they will watch it.
When he wins, he laughs for Lin Fan, and when he loses, he silently prays in the back that Lin Fan and them can play perfectly in the next game.
The third person to call was Su Xiaoyue.
Lin Fan hadn't contacted her for a month, but her voice was still so familiar, even the way she spoke was the same.
It's not the same for men and women to chat, Su Xiaoyue is nagging about some happy things.....
But in the end, Su Xiaoyue still said playfully: "I've already taken me to help my sister skip class to watch you play, you can't lose, if you lose, my sisters will have to die.... You don't want me to go to jail, do you? ”
Lin Fan smiled bitterly, this girl was like an elf, she just wanted to make Lin Fan relax.
By the end, she hung up.
In the evening, the person who called over made Lin Fan unexpected.
It was his father calling.
For Lin Fan to play e-sports, Lin Yucheng was against it before.
But then he didn't say anything, but he never said anything like encouragement.
At the beginning of today, Lin Yucheng came up and said: "I'm still the same sentence, you guys are really embarrassed in the last game." ”
"Don't listen to your dad's nonsense, he just stares at the screen and can't understand anything." Ye Qing interjected beside him.
"Mother-in-law, what are you arguing about, I'm talking to my son." Lin Yucheng scolded.
"That's also my son, from my mother's womb, I'm more qualified to say." Ye Qing said.
The two of them quarreled a few words as usual, and Lin Fan listened silently beside him, feeling very cordial and missing.
Fat people are brothers, Su Xiaoyue is another, and parents are another.
"In short, it's not a trivial matter if you go abroad, if you don't come back with the championship, your legs will be broken." Lin Yucheng said.
"Fierce what? If you haven't been abroad in your life, you'll be screaming. Ye Qing scolded: "Son, listen to your mother, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, just do your best." ”
The two men talked a lot and finally hung up the phone.
Lin Fan felt very comforted, and at the same time felt that his body was very powerful....
It's just that what he didn't know was that Lin Yucheng and Ye Qing were saying this kind of thing in the hospital.
If he knew, it would definitely be a different mood in his heart.
The day is fast approaching, and the next day awaits them with the annual World Finals.
In this competition, the strongest team of the year and the highest honor will be decided.
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On the plane from China to North America, Huang Tianliang and Qiu Jiyuan both sat on it.
This time, these two people with high status in Chinese esports are ready to come to North America to see this last game.
"You say, Lin Fan, can they succeed?" Qiu Jiyuan asked.
"In fact, we all understand that it is no longer appropriate to describe them as having a low odds of winning, and it should be described as low." Huang Tianliang said with a heavy face: "But, I don't know why, I always have high confidence in Lin Fan. ”
"Haha, so am I." Qiu Jiyuan smiled at this time: "If this time, it is really turned upside down by Lin Fan and them, it will be interesting." ’
"It's not just interesting." Huang Tianliang looked up at the white clouds outside and said, "If they succeed, this will be a new legend in the history of esports.....
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The next day, Lin Fan and the others slept until noon before getting up.
The game was played in the evening, so they all chose to rest until noon.
After getting up and washing, after eating, a few people played a few training matches, and the time was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was time to go to the scene.
Lin Fan put on their uniforms and sorted them out seriously, and on their shoulders, they were all emblems printed with the Chinese flag....
Once, Wei Shen said that he was very envious of this outfit, just because it could be worn abroad, in front of many media.
The glory they represent is already very high.
"Everyone." Lin Fan looked at everyone neatly, including Wu Zhiyu's buns, who didn't play, and also wore team uniforms, usually when they went to the scene, they didn't wear them.
However, today is destined to be different.
"We've been through a lot along the way, and we've been through a lot of hardships since my comeback."
"We didn't rely on anyone to come here, but we didn't have to help us along the way."
"Today, these people have the same expectations for us, but many of them already think that we are dead."
"Are we dead?"
Lin Fan's voice suddenly raised and shouted.
"No !!"
Fan Yifeng and the others shouted in unison.
"Yes, no. Even today, we are not 161 points, but 200 points, we are still not dead, as long as the bell does not ring at the end of the game, then for us, for the Grim Reaper, the game is not over. ”
Lin Fan's face became excited....
"Before, we were able to win the championship, now, we can do the same, even if we are still behind, but we believe..."
"If we want to, we can win this championship!"
After Lin Fan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, and Fan Yifeng and the others also stepped forward and stretched out their hands....
The number looked at each other, and there was nothing else in everyone's eyes.
Yes, it's faith.
Some are firm.
"We will use our actions to tell them that the championship is ours!"
"The champion is China!"
"Drink !!!!"
A crowd of people cheered in unison, and the sound resounded throughout the hotel.
Lin Fan turned around, picked up the mouse and keyboard, he puffed his chest, and was the first to walk outside....
In the back, it's Zhang Yu.
Fan Yifeng.
............
Each of them is tall and firm.
More than every moment before, it must be firm.
Yes, even now, they still don't despair about the championship.
Because of such despair, it is not the first time they have encountered .....
Today, they will use their resilience and strength to tell people all over the world.......
They are also the hardest attackers of this championship.
They're the Grim Reaper!
Death team from China!
At this moment, they represent the entire Chinese e-sports circle!
Because behind this game, there is not only the shadow of every professional player, but also the shadow of every fan, and the voice and desire of everyone.....
Now, this expectation and desire has filled the bodies of the four of them!
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