League of Competitive Era

Chapter 269 Undercurrent
Chen Mo did not immediately agree to re-sign the contract, which was expected by Manager He, so he did not continue to persuade, but just told Chen Mo not to tell others.

It can be seen that Manager He is also very entangled in the club's change of hands, and at this moment of the finals, it is already good that he can help Ren Tao as the lobbyist.

Back in the training room, Chen Mo didn't tell everyone about it, but just turned on the computer silently and started the rank training.

Just as everyone was busy preparing for the finals, the news that RT eliminated SAG and entered the finals spread across the country.

For many old fans, several players from SAG have always been their beliefs.

Many people came into contact with this game by listening to the legends of mklove and others.

This year is the most promising year for SAG to win the championship. Before the game, they also cheered for it.

However, the semi-finals were over and SAG was eliminated, and they couldn't accept it at once.

Some people slammed at the players they originally liked, and any small mistake was crazily blacked out, and they almost didn't use a microscope to watch the game.

Especially Tiger, with too many black spots to count, and the whole person was sprayed with autism.

However, there are also some people who can't do anything to their favorite fans, so they turn their finger on the RT club that eliminated SAG.

"Spicy chicken RT, what's the use of eliminating SAG? It's not like you can't win the championship."

"The invincible little RT in the civil war, the history of 24 consecutive victories and the overall runner-up will be staged again?"

"Wait for RT to be beaten by the Korean team..."

Countless malicious remarks are rolling towards RT and others.

Taking advantage of the waiting time in line, Yuye originally wanted to play with his mobile phone, but just after he opened the Palm League, he saw a joke about RT in the comments.

Those sunspots' remarks made him grit his teeth.

"It's really annoying, why did you win the game, and there are still people cheating?"

Chen Mo turned his head and glanced at his mobile phone, and he understood what was going on just by reading the beginning.

The fear before the game still happened, and you will never understand how the brains of some spectators grow.

In their view, as long as they don't like it, no matter whether the game is won or lost, black is done.

If there are black spots, spray them to death, if there are no black spots, then create black spots and spray them to death.

"Okay, there's no need to care about other people's opinions, just play our game well."

Chen Mo comforted him and turned his attention back to the game.

He believed that Rainy Night was just a moment of anger. As a professional League of Legends player, he must have a heart that resists pressure.

Just when Chen Mo was about to start the game, the message of mklove suddenly lit up on his phone.

"Brother, I'm sorry, some comments on the Internet are too much, but you also know that there are some things that our club can't control."

At the end of the message, there were a few wry smiles.

It can be seen that several players in the SAG club are also very distressed by these brainless fans.

In fact, many conflicts in the professional circle are caused by those brainless fans. These people seem to be thinking about the players, but they are attracting enemies for their own clubs everywhere. It is really disgusting.

Chen Mo sent an indifferent emoji, and replied: "I know brother, every club has such fans."

"That's good……"

Mklove, who was far away across the ocean, breathed a sigh of relief.

He really appreciates the player Chen Mo, and he doesn't want everyone's relationship to become tense because of some idiotic fans.

But looking back, he couldn't do that, he had to do something.

So he turned on his phone and started tweeting.

"SAG's World Tournament is over, but RT's legend will continue. I hope the brothers can work harder and help LPL win a championship trophy."

Behind the Weibo, @陈默 was also added.

As soon as this Weibo came out, those people who hacked RT everywhere were stunned.

My own players have said so, and if they continue to be black, they seem to be a little out of character.

All of a sudden, the audience turned their attention to those rhythmic fans, and the turmoil gradually calmed down.

The final is scheduled to be held next weekend, which means that the preparation time left for RT is only seven days.

During these seven days, the five people in RT were like madmen, sitting in front of the computer screen except for eating and sleeping.

They abandoned everything except training, and Yuye didn't even have time to buy Lao Gan Ma.

The same is true for Chen Mo. When Jiang Ruoxue came to the United States, he didn't pick her up at the airport, but asked her to find a hotel to stay.

Fortunately, Jiang Ruoxue was a reasonable person, knowing that her boyfriend was at a critical moment, she did not make trouble out of no reason.

……

Although I always feel that there is not enough time, the final will eventually come one day.

November 11th, 25 o'clock New York time.

The lights of the National Stadium came on.

The stadium has long been filled with spectators, and even outside the stadium, there are many fans staying.

Unlike the previous competitions, most of the audience who came to watch the competition this time were from China.

Since T1 eliminated its only hope, the number of North American audiences has dropped sharply, but these vacancies have all been filled by domestic audiences.

In terms of the number of fans, LPL has never been afraid of anyone. Players struggle on the stage, and the audience can't lose off the stage.

As long as there are a large number of people, even in the United States, they can still become their home stadium.

At the same time, on domestic live broadcast platforms, the total number of people watching the game has exceeded [-] million. If you don't turn off the barrage, it is difficult to see what happened on the scene.

The melon seed soda is ready, and everyone is waiting for who will win the championship trophy.

……

Shanghai First Hospital.

Chen Porridge glanced at his watch, then outside the office, and after confirming that no one was paying attention, he secretly took out his mobile phone.

He was relieved to see that the game hadn't started yet.

"It's okay, it's okay, just in time, my son's finals can't be missed."

After finishing speaking, he opened the speech bar and began to frantically click "Chen Mo is awesome!"

Shanghai No. [-] High School, Class [-] and [-] where Chen Mo is in is doing self-study.

In the originally quiet classroom, there was a sudden noise in the back row.

"Hei Pi, you're a wool worker. Why is your mobile phone network so bad? You can't even watch high-definition movies. Are you not in a hurry to watch movies?"

Shao Fei leaned under the table and complained.

Hei Pi glanced at him, "I can't even watch Blu-ray movies. There must be too many people in the live broadcast room. Let me try another platform."

Shao Fei: "Damn, there are Blu-ray movies? Borrow one to talk..."

In the auditorium of the venue, Jiang Ruoxue was in the front row, holding a support sign in her hand, her eyes kept looking towards the lounge behind the stage.

"Miss, what are you watching? The competition should take a while."

A female fan next to her chatted with her familiarly.

Jiang Ruoxue shook her head, "It's nothing, just a little excited."

The female fan glanced at her support card and put a smile on her face, "Are you Chen Mo's fan too? But don't think about it, sooner or later I will become Chen Mo's girlfriend."

Jiang Ruoxue looked at her support card, her face blushed immediately, and she saw that it said impressively - "Chen Mo, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

However, the female fan's subsequent words aroused her vigilance, "Do you know Chen Mo?"

"Of course I know each other. I have commented on his games before. We are very familiar with each other."

"You still explain, what's your name?"

"Yi Qian."

"..."

(End of this chapter)