The narrator's voice also carries undisguised regret.

"This year's LPL's No. 1 seed FR team unexpectedly stopped in the round of 16...... This achievement...... I think...... Not only for the members of the team, but also for many fans in China, it is also unacceptable......"

"It's like that, it's hard to predict whether you win or lose...... We congratulate the MV team on advancing to the quarterfinals, and we hope that the FR team will continue to work hard next year......"

"Turn it off." Lan Ye stood up and said lightly, "There's no need to look at it anymore." ”

Xiao Zheng turned off the live broadcast and looked at Lan Ye, after all, he didn't say anything.

FR upset elimination.

A whole year of victories, from the spring to the summer cheers, to the end of the dismal end.

When everyone returned to the lounge, Xiao Zheng didn't say anything.

Qin Rui packed up his peripherals, suddenly lowered his head, twitched his shoulders, and tears fell on his computer bag.

Lan Ye neither comforted Qiao Xuan nor said harsh words, but just packed up the keyboard, mouse, and headset with her, put them in her bag, and picked them up casually.

Qiao Xuan raised her eyes to look at Lan Ye.

Lan Ye clenched her hand and didn't say a word.

Back at the hotel, Hua Ning looked at them: "I booked a plane ticket and will return to China tomorrow morning...... Tonight, let's get an early rest. ”

Everyone did not speak, and returned to the room in silence.

Hua Ning sighed and went to a remote corner to meet the sponsors' face-turning scolding.

Qiao Xuan didn't turn on the light, just walked straight to the big bed, and the whole person lay down.

Her stomach hurt so badly that her whole stomach was cramping during the game.

And now, she doesn't seem to feel a stomach ache anymore.

No matter how much my stomach hurts, I can't resist regret and failure.

Her World Championship is over.

In the evening, Hua Ning asked everyone to come to dinner, but no one came except Ji Zhizhou.

At the dinner table, Lan Ye, Hua Ning, and Ji Zhizhou, the three of them looked at each other at the ten dishes.

“…… Why don't you call Xi Chen? Hua Ning looked at Ji Zhizhou.

"No," Ji Zhizhou said lightly: "When I met Qingqing when I went out, she would tell him to eat." ”

"Oh......" Hua Ning nodded, and looked at Lan Ye again: "You...... Do you want to call Qiao Xuan? ”

"No," Lan Ye picked up the vegetables and said lightly: "At this time, it is suitable for her to be alone quietly, give her a little space, and let her vent all her negative emotions." ”

After the three of them finished eating, they didn't say anything, and went back to their rooms.

There is a small bar downstairs from the hotel.

When Qiao Xuan was called down by Xi Chen, Xi Chen was sitting in the corner of the bar with Qingqing in front of several empty bottles.

"Xuanxuan," Xi Chen called her vaguely, "Come on...... Have a drink, I'...... I'm in for a treat. ”

Qiao Xuan looked at him and opened her mouth: "Professional players can't drink." ”

"It was when we played, do we need to play now?" Xi Chen sneered: "We don't have to compete!" It's over! It's been a long time - it's been a long time since I had to play—"

Qingqing looked at Xi Chen worriedly: "Don't be like this, even if this year's fight is over, there will be next year." ”

"Last year! Last year we lost! That's what Manager Hua said," Xi Chen smiled: "You still have next year~ You are still young~ You will definitely be able to win the championship~ But this year we lost again...... You say we have next year, but who knows whether we will win or lose next year, the sky doesn't know! ”

Xi Chen picked up the wine bottle, took a sip, and continued to laugh: "If you lose, you lose, if you lose, everything you say is an excuse, it's a vegetable!" You just can't fucking win! Last year's quarterfinals, this year's top 16, next year - next year we may not be able to come out! ”

Xi Chen said as he poured wine.

Qiao Xuan lowered her eyes and didn't say a word, just took a bottle of beer and took a big sip.

The pain in the stomach wrapped in wine and tightened violently, but Qiao Xuan didn't care.

Qingqing could only watch Xi Chen and Qiao Xuan drinking, and she couldn't persuade her.

The first to receive the call was Ji Zhizhou.

He hurried downstairs and saw Xi Chen lying on the sofa at a glance.

"Chenchen!" Ji Zhizhou ran over.

Qingqing took Xi Chen's mobile phone and said helplessly: "I'm sorry, I called you so late, Xi Chen has to look for you......"

"I know," Ji Zhizhou smiled lightly at her: "Thank you, you go back and rest first, he will be taken care of by me." ”

"It's okay, I'll help you help him back to the room, right?" Qingqing asked.

"No," Ji Zhizhou patted Xi Chen's face: "Chenchen, wake up." ”

Xi Chen moved his eyelashes, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Ji Zhizhou: "Ji ...... You...... Here it ......."

"Are you alright, can you go?" Ji Zhizhou asked.

Xi Chen took a break from the wine and wanted to get up.

He looks like this, he can't go.

Ji Zhizhou simply carried the person on his back: "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me, let's go back to the room first." ”

Xi Chen hugged Ji Zhizhou's neck and buried his whole face on his shoulder.

Ji Zhizhou walked out of the bar, and Qingqing hurriedly followed.

Walking to the hotel lobby, Ji Zhizhou suddenly stopped.

Qingqing asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Ji Zhizhou looked sideways at Xi Chen, who was hanging on his shoulder.

Xi Chen's shoulders trembled, and tears soaked Ji Zhizhou's clothes, ironing against his skin.

Xi Chen was in a hurry, scolding and shouting, but this time he cried quietly.

Qingqing saw that she was crying in the morning, so she whispered: "It's okay, you are still so young, you will definitely win the championship...... Definitely! ”

Ji Zhizhou shook his head at Qingqing and went upstairs with Xi Chen on his back.

Qingqing sent them to the door of the room, and looked at Ji Zhizhou without saying anything: "Please take care of him, thank you." ”

"No," Ji Zhizhou said lightly: "It's me who should thank you, I've been taking care of him just now." ”

Qingqing frowned: "...... You-"

"It's late, we're going home tomorrow morning, so let's go in first." Ji Zhizhou opened the door and carried Xi Chen inside.

The light in the room was still on, but Ji Zhizhou didn't put down Xi Chen, but stood by the window and whispered, "No one." If you want to cry, cry. ”

Xi Chen gritted his teeth, sobbed several times, and suddenly burst into tears.

A whole year of hard work, a whole year of dedication, in today, all become a joke.

Lost.

It's just losing.

Ji Zhizhou took a shuddering breath, looked at the bright night outside, and muttered: "E-sports has always been like this, there is only one champion, there is no difference between the second place and the sixteenth place, they are all losers...... So cruel and helpless...... No matter how much you pay in the process, whether it's your youth or your dreams, once you lose, there's nothing left......"

League of Legends S9 World Championship, LPL No. 1 seed FR team, unfortunately lost, stopped in Busan.

They are far from the final venue in Seoul, and from the magical championship trophy.

Crying is despair.

Desperate and reborn.