Fierce shooter

Li Luo never thought that he would be interviewed by more than just one person today.

When the Chinese stream interview ended and Li Luo returned to the backstage, he found that the hosts from several other competition areas were eagerly waiting for his return.

Li Luo couldn't handle this scene at once.

"What do you mean?"

Li Luo looked at Prince Ning in confusion.

"It's obvious that they're waiting for you, and they're willing to wait a long time."

Prince Ning stepped forward and patted Li Luo on the shoulder: "Brother Luo, I can't take bullets for you today."

Li Luo:......

When the full set of interviews ended, Li Luo was almost hungry.

He kept tensing up while playing SSG until he completed the last wave of operations. When he relaxed, Li Luo felt a little overwhelmed.

He urgently needs to replenish energy now.

However, when Li Luo walked to the corner of the stage, his steps paused slightly.

He heard someone calling him.

Li Luo subconsciously turned his head to look, only to find an extremely familiar figure standing at the entrance to the backstage, waving to him. The security guard guarding the entrance also looked at Li Luo at the right time. Li Luo could see the security guard. There was suspicion on his face at first, then surprise.

"Brother? When did you come back?"

Li Luo ran over in surprise and joy, and said to the security guard next to him: "Uncle, this is my brother, let him in."

The security uncle doesn't understand games. To him, this is just his job.

However, he had seen Li Luo before and knew that Li Luo was from the venue. He hesitated and then nodded.

"In the few days since I came back, I've grown taller, Xiaoluo."

Li Hong had a smile on his face, and as soon as he came up, he put his hand on Li Luo's head and rubbed it.

"You won't grow taller if you rub your head."

Li Luo was a little helpless.

Li Hong is 1.82 meters tall, which is slightly taller than him.

But he was only eighteen, and everyone said he was twenty-three. With a quick glance, Li Luo felt that he should have no problem approaching or surpassing Li Hong.

"You played really well today. It's not in vain that your brother and I spent the whole night talking to my mother to convince her to let you play professionally."

Looking at his younger brother in front of him, Li Hong felt a little emotional.

As a young man in the new era, Li Hong is too clear about what it means to guarantee the runner-up spot in the World Championships.

This means that Li Luo is close to the top of the industry.

Many people may think that just playing games, what is the pinnacle of the industry? It is completely incomparable with top talents in other industries.

But Li Hong doesn't think so. He feels that existence has value.

Moreover, the competition among professional players is fierce, and it is very difficult to stand out from countless people.

At least Li Hong felt that in his field, he, a top student at the University of Munich, had only touched the threshold.

He still has a long way to go.

And Li Hong was sincerely relieved that Li Luo could reach this point.

After the two brothers chatted for a while, Li Hong looked at the time on his phone and said, "Xiaoluo, just go back first. Don't keep your teammates waiting. I have to take a step in advance and give you the tickets for the finals." Come on, let’s talk when we get home.”

Li Luo hesitated for a moment and nodded.

The brothers say goodbye.

Looking at Li Hong's back, Li Luo felt a lot of emotions in his heart.

Li Hong, who was far away in Europe, suddenly flew back after such a long distance. This was the best gift for Li Luo.

…

Half an hour later.

Lanzhou noodles.

"Brother Hong, it's a pity that you didn't go to the celebration banquet with your brother."

The friend who came to the venue with Li Hong said.

"Is it appropriate for me to come over to the club's celebration party?"

Li Hong shook his head. As an elder brother, he knew Li Luo very well. Li Hong knew what his brother was thinking with just one look from Li Luo, so he directly blocked Li Luo's intention to invite him by pretexting that he had something to do.

…

The celebration banquet that night can only be described as "luxury".

But Li Luo noticed that Principal Wang was a little absent-minded today.

At first Li Luo didn't know why.

Li Luo didn't hold back until he looked at the overwhelming screenshots and photos posted on the Internet.

Sure enough, some things may be late or early, but they will never disappear.

The principal’s famous hot dog scene was brought forward.

Some people even made emoticons of cartoon images.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Of course, none of the IG players drank.

When they reached this scene, they could already touch the championship trophy. In this situation, Su Xiaoluo would not dare to persuade him to drink even if he was unconscious, not to mention that Principal Wang was still here.

Li Luo sat next to The shy and looked at the latter's hands peeling lobsters. He suddenly thought of something and said, "Xiao Jiang."

"ah?"

The shy turned to look at Li Luo.

"Remember, you must protect your hands at all times, do you understand?"

Li Luo looked at The shy and said every word seriously.

After The shy felt Li Luo's seriousness, he also looked at his palm.

He silently digested Li Luo's words and nodded: "Okay."

…

The celebration banquet came to an end in a joyful atmosphere.

Everyone in IG returned to the base after eating and drinking. Today, Mafa did not let the players review the game immediately that night, but urged the players to go directly to rest.

Everyone is too tired today. Some people didn't sleep well last night. Today, they got up earlier than usual. The players were very tired after the whole day. Rookie fell asleep again on the bus back.

IG's semi-final journey is over.

But for the audience, this is a carnival night destined to be sleepless.

Players called their friends and came to the Internet cafes in groups to play black games. Internet cafes all over the country were full that day.

Correspondingly, the owners of the breakfast shop the next day always felt that their tables were not enough. What surprised these owners was that they seemed to know each other clearly, but they just didn't want to sit at the same table.

In addition to discussing the semi-finals, more and more people in the Tieba forum began to discuss the pros and cons of the finals.

Although IG defeated SSG 3-1, SKT's attribute of "definitely winning the world championship" has not been broken yet. Therefore, both Faker fans and LPL fans are a little disappointed with this finals.

However, one post was promoted to the homepage of Tieba.

That is a screenshot of Weibo.

The publishing time is 17:52.

Although that Weibo post can no longer be found, there are pictures, and viewers of the Tieba can already clearly understand what happened at that time.

The person who posted on Weibo was Guan Zeyuan.

"Hey, can this be defeated in one wave? What a pity. IG struggled for the whole game but in the end SSG still found a chance. IG should work hard for the next one!"

The comments below are already maxed out.

"Ah... Guan Zeyuan... I'll cry to death!"

"I kind of want to know how Brother Guan is feeling now."

"Brothers, my thoughts were the same as Guan Zeyuan's... I was almost carried into the ICU."

"I'm so young, what kind of IG game do I watch...but I enjoy watching it so much!"

"Strongly request Brother Guan to predict the score of the finals!"

"6666, Guan Zeyuan is already a bit like Huang Laoxian now, please increase your efforts!"

At this time, Guan Zeyuan was sitting in front of the computer.

He hasn't rested yet.

Can't sleep.

Although the LPL can break through the curse of three years and advance to the semi-finals and even the finals, as an LPL commentator, he is sincerely happy for the IG team.

But it’s so sad that SSG lost to him!

Guan Zeyuan never expected that IG would turn around just after he typed one line...

Looking at the overwhelming screenshots at the bottom of his Weibo comment area, Guan Zeyuan felt filled with panic.

When everyone thought he was poisonous, Guan Zeyuan even had this idea in his own mind.

He...is really the Poison King.

Whose milk is exploding?

It's unlikely...

…

In the next few days, IG entered into intensive preparations.

In addition to preparing for the competition, League of Legends event officials also invited players from IG and SKT to record a promotional video for the finals.

The trash-talking part of the promotional video was recorded separately in Shanghai, while other scenes were partly shot in Shanghai and partly in the capital.

When he heard that the trash talk was going to be recorded, Prince Ning became frightened.

He has been waiting for this day for a long time.

Especially when the opponent is SKT.

Several people in SKT are known in the industry for their harsh words.

Except for the jungler Xiao Hei and Mingkai's fan Xiaohuahua, everyone in SKT competed like crazy.

The most important thing is that their fans have been slapped in the face very rarely so far.

He has never been beaten in the face in a world competition!

But King Ning didn't care.

More crazy?

When he is crazy, he can be so crazy!

In the base, Jackeylove, who was browsing the web out of boredom, seemed to have seen something. While staring at the screen, he stretched out his hand to pull the child away.

"Good guy, I call you good guy, Ge Yan, look!"

"What's wrong?"

The child wandered over.

I saw someone moved a comparison post on a Korean forum.

In the S7 World Championship version, adc undoubtedly occupies the absolute core and dominant position.

Therefore, in this post, the Korean also listed the data of both adc players in this world championship for comparison.

The child Youshen was also happy after seeing the post.

The content of the post is nothing more than taking out several data and using the data to measure the strength of both sides' adcs.

They still played the same game that the Korean media used in the group stage.

The problem is that Korean media no longer play, but Korean players are still playing.

"The average damage is higher than Luo Ge. If I remember correctly, SKT's average time per game is one of the best in this world championship, right? They delayed teamfighting until the late stage every time."

Jackeylove said: "As we get to the later stage, the damage dealt by adc will of course be more. Using this data to measure those of us who like to play in the early and mid-term, tsk tsk, we are indeed Koreans and are good at the concept of sneaking."

The child wandered around and nodded. Suddenly he noticed something at the bottom of the screen and pointed his finger: "Isn't it right? Is this also something to brag about...Bang averaged 22 kills per game, and then used this data to follow Lu Brother Luo’s average kill ratio in 15 minutes per game? Brother Luo averaged 35 kills per game in 15 minutes. Is this comparable? I’d say it’s almost the same..."

"Is there a possibility that Bang's average pressure per game in 15 minutes is negative? Oh, it is really negative, and it is negative 22..."

Jackeylove was a little surprised after seeing this data.

Negative 22=22=35?

He pondered for two seconds and said: "Or in the eyes of Koreans, averaging 22 and 15 minutes and 35 per game are about the same?"

King Ning came over at some point, and after hearing Jackeylove's words, he glanced back. After making sure that Rookie, The shy, and Duke were not nearby, he lowered his voice and said, "It's normal to not be able to tell the difference. It's like Among the fighter jets flying every day from the US military base in South Korea, can they tell which one is the F22 and which one is the F35?"

"Your metaphor...is a bit apt."

Jackeylove's mouth twitched, unable to speak.

That day, everyone at IG spent most of the day to finally shoot the documentary and record the trash talk before the game. When they returned to the base in the evening, Su Xiaoluo showed off the tickets he had purchased and said with a smile: "Today. Everyone has worked hard, how about we fly directly to the capital and have a roast duck?"

Everyone in IG looked at each other in shock.

Li Luo fully realized the casualness of the IG team.

Seriously, just leave as you say, without any ambiguity.

But think about it, go to the capital in advance to stabilize the training environment and concentrate on preparing for the finals. The club has money anyway, and the cost of a temporary base for one more day and one less day is just drizzle for the club.

…

Time flies and the day of the game comes.

Countless cattle have become a beautiful sight at the entrance of the Bird's Nest.

When IG's bus drove out from the temporary base and arrived near the Bird's Nest, Li Luo took a deep breath while looking at the unique venue in the distance through the window.

As a native of the capital, Li Luo has never been to the Bird's Nest.

This is his first time.

And not as a viewer.

Li Luo couldn't describe this feeling.

There is tension and excitement.

More, it is the desire for the championship trophy.

Looking at the long queue outside the venue and the countless support signs, Li Luo's thoughts were clear in his mind.

He, mafa, and even all members of IG are ready to face this last test!

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