Others play professional, you are here to play highlights?

Chapter 13 On the eve of the summer finals, my play style is very stable!

September 9st, the day of the LPL Summer Finals.

Various forums and game media are already warming up for the upcoming LPL finals, and all players are arguing which team has a higher winning percentage.

However, Jomo was one of the players who was typing on the keyboard.

As a ten-year old fan of EDG.

He had to reason with those trolls on the Internet.

"RNG still wants to win? Just kidding, do you understand the gold content of EDG in the competition?"

Jomo tapped the keyboard quickly, tirelessly arguing with people in more than a dozen posts about whether EDG can win.

"Hehe, anyone who understands the pig and dog fight knows everything, and it's over after the second level is caught."

"Stop bragging, I suggest you check how many LPL final trophies there are in the EDG base. Why do you think EDG will lose?"

"Laugh, I'm not a piggy, I'm just telling a fact."

The crackling sound of keyboard tapping continued to sound in the room.

Suddenly, Jomo noticed a post: "Can RNG's potential rookie top laner play?" "

Newcomer on the order?

Jomo seemed to have a little impression.

A few days ago, it seemed that a rich woman tipped him a lot of money, and it caused a discussion in several post forums in the way of "Internet celebrity debut". The photos look very handsome, not at all what an Internet addict should have image.

Ah.

Jomo smiled disdainfully, quickly clicked into the post and typed a reply:

"Hehe, it was written in the team roster yesterday that Letme will be the starter on the road."

"How can there be any newcomers on the stage? Quickly think about it with your little head. How could a serious team let an Internet celebrity anchor play in the finals? Is their coach crazy?"

"Who can't show off in the passerby game? He hasn't played a single game. He's a potential rookie. I'm afraid he will be caught as an idiot if he plays that way."

"Hehe, I'll leave my words here. If he can play today, I'll eat Mala Tang on my head!"

"To be honest, since he is so handsome and has a few careers, he should go to make idol dramas."

This wave of well-founded replies was not refuted.

All the comments were in favor and there was no dissent.

After all, veteran players like them all understand a truth. There is a difference between playing a game and live broadcasting. Being able to show off in a live broadcast does not mean that you can also show off in a game.

……

At the same time, on the other side of the Beijing Wukesong Stadium.

There is still more than an hour until the game.

However, the players of the two teams have already arrived, rehearsed in advance, and cooperated with the staff to confirm and debug some computer equipment, so as to avoid unexpected situations similar to equipment failure in the upcoming game.

When all devices are debugged.

The players of the two teams immediately returned to their respective backstage lounges to prepare for the BP strategy before the game.

At this time, in the background of the RNG team.

Coach Feng is patiently explaining to several starting players the precautions of the first game, such as the control of vision and the tactical style of the enemy team EDG.

Stains, Pinhu, and Malaxiangguo all listened carefully and offered their own opinions from time to time.

However, one of the players was obviously not listening.

Letme's facial expression was twisted, one hand was covering his abdomen, and his right foot was shaking frequently, as if he was enduring something.

"Junze, are you uncomfortable?"

The cameraman who was recording backstage footage noticed this situation.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes turned to Letme in the crowd, only to see that his face was pale, and it was obvious that something was wrong with him.

Perhaps it was the attention of the crowd that made him feel a lot of pressure.

"Damn it, I can't help it!"

In an instant, Letme's face changed, and he jumped up from the gaming chair, and rushed out of the lounge and headed straight for the toilet.

what's going on?
Everyone was dumbfounded.

Brother Feng stretched out his hand and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and quickly turned his head to the assistant coach beside him and said, "Follow me to see what's going on."

After the assistant coach left the room, Brother Feng didn't let everyone stand and wait, clapped his hands and said:

"Leave them alone, Junze's problem should not be serious, let's continue."

"Lu Yang, listen to it too, it can help you get familiar with the rhythm of the game."

Finally, he called Lu Yang by name. It sounded like he said something casually, but he was actually preparing for what might happen next.

because……

He has realized the seriousness of Letme's problem just now.

"Ah."

Lu Yang nodded in response, and then sat in the backmost seat to listen, not even appearing in the lens of the photographer on the side.

This small situation did not make other RNG players pay too much attention.

In their eyes, Letme may just need to go to the toilet urgently, so there is no need to pay too much attention to it.

However, the subsequent situation was not as simple as they thought.

10 minute has passed...

10 minutes passed...

Three 10 minutes passed...

Letme still hasn't returned to the backstage lounge.

Just when everyone suggested calling to ask questions, the closed door suddenly opened.

However, only the assistant coach returned to the room alone.

He shook his head towards Brother Feng just after entering the door and said: "Junze's diarrhea is a bit serious, and he is still in the toilet. I just went to the pharmacy to buy some antidiarrheal medicine, and... even if he took the medicine, I am afraid that his condition today will not help Going to the game."

"..."

Hearing this, everyone's faces seemed to be covered with a shadow.

Letme cannot play.

This also represents a loophole in their long-running team, especially in the final finals, it will be a very fatal problem.

Since the starter is absent, the substitute can only be played.

For a few of the draftees...

Letting Lu Yang play is undoubtedly a terrible decision. A rookie who has never played a game, no one knows what kind of hell he will be when he is blasted.

However, this is also an impossible solution.

After all, the game stipulates that there must be enough five players, otherwise there is no way to open it. UZI does not want to go through the 1-minute BO5 incident in the QG period again.

"It's okay, we have to believe in ourselves."

Brother Feng noticed the depressed mood of everyone in the room, clapped his hands quickly and said encouragingly: "As long as you play according to what I said, you will definitely win, so be more confident."

Although Brother Feng's coaching ability as a coach is average, his ability to take care of the emotions of the players is absolutely top-notch, mobilizing everyone's emotions in a few words.

Mala Xiangguo said cursingly: "That's right, I'm afraid I'm going to be screwed."

While chewing gum, Uzi said: "Indeed, they are not very strong on the road, and I will be in charge of Carry later, just be stable on the road."

Xiao Hu and Xiao Ming next to each other did not speak, one was silent and the other was giggling.

Seeing that the morale of the whole team has recovered, Brother Feng turned his head to look at Lu Yang who was sitting at the back: "Lu Yang, we will reserve a seat for Conte for you later, hold on, is it okay?"

Immediately, all eyes turned to Lu Yang in the back seat, waiting for his answer.

The photographer on the side also pointed the camera at his handsome face.

Lu Yang frowned, and immediately replied in a positive tone: "No problem, my style of play is known for its stability."

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(End of this chapter)