"Still amazing, the Emperor's Jace gave us a slaughter show! Now that the game time is twenty-four minutes, Jace's head has reached seven, and he is about to be super-god! ”

The teenager in front of the screen shook his fist fiercely and couldn't help cheering.

"Damn, light!"

Similar to him are other people in this Internet café,

The smoky Internet café is a place to hide filth and dirt.

But at this moment, whether it is a social animal who is scolded by his boss on weekdays, gets up at six or seven o'clock every day to go out on the bus to work, or a student who works hard at school, or a small trader who gets up early and is greedy every day.

They have only one identity, League of Legends gamers.

They are also living people, who will laugh for victory and worry about defeat.

That's the true joy of esports.

It doesn't change because of social status, it doesn't change because of what kind of person it is.

At the moment, they are all gamers and nothing more.

Looking at the boiling Internet café, the young man excitedly began to brag to his companions beside him.

"See, Haozi,, Brother Guang's Jace, is really invincible!"

"Kenan from the last one, Jace from this one!"

"My God, why is Brother Guang so handsome!"

Bai Jiahao stared at the screen tightly.

There, it was Xu Ruoguang's handsome and serious face.

He looked up at the people in the Internet café.

The young man of the social animal who usually has a sad face is smiling happily at the moment, and anyone can see his joy.

Every day, the uncle who gets up early and is greedy for darkness has a cigarette in his mouth and waving his fists excitedly.

The one who reads every morning is extremely serious, and Fa Xiao, who ranks in the top three in his age, is also happy at the moment.

This smile is more genuine than the time he got the bonus.

"Esports...... Pro? ”

Bai Jiahao has heard too many times about the disgrace of game playthings.

However, at this moment, looking at the smiles of these people, he was a little confused.

Is e-sports something that brings happiness to people, or is it a scourge that makes people lose their minds?

Bai Jiahao didn't understand much.

However, a faint, inexplicable impulse sprouted in his heart.

He held his small shoulders and turned his head seriously at the unknown hair.

"I, I want to play professionally too."

He was a little jerky at first, but the more he went on, the more determined he became.

"I want to be a professional like him."

He knew exactly what he was talking about.

But, he really craved, that stage.

Fa Xiao's eyes were a little shocked, and a little unexpected.

"Cut, I also want to be a professional player, if I can give Brother Guang a wild fight, it will really be worth this life."

He waved his hand,

"It's a pity, you have to be at least the king to play professionally, right? It also has to be a district. ”

"Otherwise, you have to go to Hanbok and become the king of Hanbok."

"Haozi, are you okay?"

Bai Jiahao didn't say much, just smiled honestly.

"Yes, yes?"

………

A few years later, when the host asked him, what is your favorite hero?

369 smiled shyly, "Jace." ”

That afternoon, 11/1/7 Jace, is his eternal memory.

This secret was buried in his heart.

Another place.

"It's overwhelming, with Jace's K1, the poke damage on the front is completely unbearable! This cannon hurts so much! ”

The doll's passionate voice echoed throughout the Internet café.

This internet café is more premium and has a huge central screen.

On the screen, it is the S6 World Championship between EDG and K1.

Some rich, round-faced teenagers unconsciously touched their right pockets.

In his pocket, there was a crumpled piece of paper.

On the paper, it is the signature of Xu Ruoguang's Emperor who flies and dances, as well as a line of serious wishes.

"I wish you the person you want to be in the future, classmate Chen Zebin."

This is last year's Chinese New Year, Ah Shui, who had a one-sided relationship, kept his promise and helped him to sign the autograph.

There was light in his eyes.

"I want to be, a pro like you."

"Wait for me, Brother Guang."

"Don't retire until I play in the LPL."

Again, another place.

Deng Zijian's eyes flowed, and he seemed to have remembered this unstoppable Jace in his heart.

"Brother Guang, it's really strong."

"I really want to play professionally."

"I also want to go to the Worlds, and I want to be like him and show my brilliance!"

There are many more cases like this.

S6, almost no one in the domestic top list is the opponent of the South Korean top list.

No matter who they are, they can only be beaten when they encounter that group of people.

However, Xu Ruoguang is the only exception.

How can he, how can he not become the light in the hearts of those aspiring professional top laners?

"EDG doesn't have any power to fight back, this one, this Jace, may have surprised many people, including me!"

"Let's congratulate K1, 2-0, winning the match point game!"

"Now, there's only one last handful left until they're heading to the semifinals."

"No matter what the final result is, no matter who the winner is today, even if K1 loses, Xu Ruoguang, Emperor, he didn't lose!"

Miller sighed.

This is the LPL top order with the strongest suppressive power and strength he has ever seen.

Moreover, it was also the world's No. 1 single.

As for whether it is the first place this year, it depends on the next competition.

Xu Ruoguang took off the headphones and high-fived the little peanut as usual.

"It played well."

He complimented.

"It's all you in C."

Little Peanut replied shyly.

"Without you, and without me."

Xu Ruoguang shook his head.

On the other side, Ah Guang was unwilling.

His Rambo, 4/4/7.

Undoubtedly, it is not a pit.

Although Xu Ruoguang was penetrated on the line, the team battle was still very good, and there was no famous scene of setting fire to the mountain.

However, being pierced is the original sin.

Ah Guang raised his head, as if he wanted to find the tall figure, but he only saw the figure with the Emperor printed on his back, and walked off the stage step by step.

“……”

He opened his mouth and said nothing.

Did Brother Guang hide his secrets? Absolutely nothing.

Ah Guang knew very well that Xu Ruoguang had taught him how to beat Jace.

But he just didn't play well.

This situation is more frustrating than not knowing how to fight.

Because you know you should have done better, but you didn't.

Ah Guang wanted to hit Xu Ruoguang's Jace like Xu Ruoguang had taught him, but his reaction was more or less slow.

And in the professional competition, there is no room for mistakes in this beat.

This is his problem, not Xu Ruoguang's.

Therefore, Ah Guang was not reconciled.

If you can't fight at all, forget it.

But in this way, it is his own strength that is not enough.

He exhaled.

What else can be done?

Not enough, just not enough.

Ten thousand times is still not enough.

Sometimes, Ah Guang is very envious of Xu Ruoguang.

is not envious of Xu Ruoguang's achievements, but envy of his talent.

The gap between people is bigger than that between people and dogs.

Back in the lounge, Abu's expression was not as gloomy as they thought.

Abu looked at the players staring at him strangely, "Why are you looking at me?" ”

Ah Guang covered his eyes with his arm, "Coach, I'm sorry, I haven't played." ”

Deep powerlessness and unwillingness burned his heart like a fire.

The bone-eating desire to win and the sadness made Ah Guang, a man who often wore a smile of light, couldn't help but lower his head.

"Are you sorry for me? No, I see your training every day. ”

Abu shook his head.

He patiently walked up to Ah Guang and squatted down, looking at Ah Guang.

"Are you unwilling?"

A slight sobbing sounded, and Ah Guang couldn't hold back anymore.

He sobbed quietly and spoke in fits and starts.

"I'm sorry, Coach."

"I haven't played in the spring."

"I haven't played in the summer tournament either."

"Now in the World Championship, I still can't beat it."

"I've lost so many times in a row, I've never even beaten him once."

"I'm not reconciled."

"I'm really not reconciled."

Ah Guang sobbed.

That's the pain of the loser.

Esports, that's it.

There are winners and there are losers.

There are no eternal flowers, only eternal success and failure.

In a shit e-sports drama, the male and female protagonists sit on the trophy table and make love as if no one is around.

Beneath their ass, how many people can never achieve their dreams?

That's what esports is.

Brutal, true.

"You've done a great job."

Abu smiled and gently pulled Aguang's arm away.

patiently helped him wipe away his tears and said seriously.

"K1 is strong, we always knew it."

"It's also true that you can't beat K1."

"You don't need to put so much pressure on yourself, Ah Guang."

"We can't beat K1 in the first place, it's not your problem."

Abu stood up and said solemnly.

"Don't feel lost, you're the best pros in me."

"We may indeed be losing today."

"But so what? There are no eternal winners, and there are no eternal losers! ”

"We're still young, and we still have a chance."

"EDG's eight-strong curse may not have been broken this year."

"A lot of people will scold us, say we're incompetent, say we're unproductive."

"But, I never thought so."

"I believe that people can improve, and so do you."

"Finally, I have only one request for you."

"Play your own style, don't have too many scruples, you know?"

"Let everyone know that we at EDG can't beat K1 this year, but we're definitely not because we don't want to win."

"I want you to have a clear conscience, can you do it?"

Deft's eyes reddened and he nodded earnestly.

The sister put her hand under the glasses and rubbed it, and nodded heavily.

Pawn smiled and raised one of his fists.

“EDG！”

He yelled earnestly.

Ming Kai's dead fish eyes were also a little relieved.

He reached out his hand and leaned against the Pawn's hand.

“EDG！”

Ah Guang took a deep breath and stood up, revealing a somewhat embarrassed smile.

“EDG！”

Six hands, including Abu, came together.

"Come on!"

We will fail, but we will not succumb to fate.

No matter how many times you fall, you have to slap the so-called fateful big mouth.

A professional player is a person who creates impossible miracles.

(End of chapter)