Rise

For professional e-sports players in the Chinese LPL, the first thing they need to cultivate in their career is their personal psychological quality and ability to withstand stress.

We must learn to block negative information and get used to the malicious and mean ridicule on the Internet.

A truly mature veteran player has actually seen and experienced all kinds of storms and waves. He can take many things lightly and just focus on his own training and competition.

Therefore, in fact, they don't care about the so-called trolls and sunspots, and they don't really take them to heart.

Because you know those people just black out for the sake of being black, and spray for the sake of trolling.

Competing with such people is just a waste of your time.

but……

Real fans are different.

If given a choice, professional players in the Chinese server would rather accept the endless ridicule and insults from online trolls than face the disappointed looks from real fans.

Because those are the people who truly support you. They accompany you all the way through your joys and sorrows, and are always full of expectations and hopes for you.

And you fail them again and again.

even--

It is impossible to give a firm promise, and it is impossible to tell them firmly and confidently when they will see the dawn of victory.

This is the most uncomfortable thing.

After coming out of the airport, the members of the God Club, Lin Feng and others got on the bus again and set off back to the club's training base.

Along the way, the atmosphere in the car was silent.

No one spoke.

And until they returned to the God Club's training base, everyone got out of the car and walked into the base hall. They sat in groups on the sofas and carpets in the living room. They just lowered their heads and played with their mobile phones in silence, with no desire to chat.

The club’s chief leader, Zhang, walked over, looked at his players, smiled and said:

"It's been a hard journey."

"Let's take a break each in the morning.

We will start the formal review meeting in the afternoon. "

In exchange, there were only sporadic responses.

More team members were still holding their mobile phones and looking at something over and over. With a little sharper eyes, they could catch the pictures on the screens of these team members' mobile phones. It seemed that it was the post posted by a passerby.

Team leader Zhang and the coaches of his own coaching staff looked at each other with somewhat helpless expressions.

It’s still the same principle——

If trolls are trolls, their club can fight back hard and deal with them decisively to prevent their players from being affected by malicious online behavior.

But for those real fans, the club cannot intervene and can only leave it to the players to deal with it themselves.

…

The atmosphere in the living room was still silent.

None of the members of Team God had any intention of getting up and going back to the house to rest. They just sat there silently with their heads lowered.

Zeng Rui frowned slightly, showing a worried look.

Li Shiyi glanced at Lin Feng, but Lin Feng just shook his head.

In this situation, a few words of comfort from him can't have an effect. This kind of thing is not what he is good at. If he knew how to deal with it, then as early as the S1 season that year, there would be no such thing. things happen.

A crunch.

The door outside the living room was opened.

Number Three walked in.

This finally made the God team members sitting in the living room react slightly and stood up one after another:

"senior--"

"Senior No. 3."

No. 3 said "Yeah" and stood in front of the living room. He looked at the God team members who were obviously depressed. He quickly guessed the situation and raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Isn't this wilting again?"

The God players looked at each other and then shook their heads:

"No……"

"The coach asked us to rest and start reviewing in the afternoon——"

But this answer does not seem to satisfy No. 3: "Have a rest? Then go back to the house and lie down on the bed to take a nap and adjust your jet lag and mental state. What are you doing hanging around in the living room half-dead now?"

A God team member mustered up the courage and explained in a low voice:

"Can't sleep now."

Number 3 looked at the team member, then looked around the living room, scanning the mobile phones in the hands of several God team members:

"Oh, just those two articles and posts made you like this?"

"Did you, Senior No. 1, say what you said before we co-wrote it was in vain?"

Another member of God's second team argued:

"no."

"Those trolls don't matter, but there are many more messages from real fans...it's heartbreaking and uncomfortable to watch."

Many other team members couldn't help but nod, this was what they were thinking.

No. 3 looked a bit sarcastic when he heard this: "Oh, the trolls and trolls didn't knock you down, but the real fans made you all wilted, right?"

All the God players opened their mouths, but could not refute.

And No. 3 didn't seem to want to give these God team members a chance to continue to refute and argue, and glanced at the faces in front of them:

"Unlike you Senior No. 1, I can't talk about so many high-level principles, and I'm too lazy to talk nonsense."

"So I will only say one sentence, and I will only say it once."

"You all now know what the new season will be like next year, and you all know how tight the time is. Now you are all lost and confused here, and you are a little frustrated. Every extra minute is just an extra minute wasted."

"This year's finals is a foregone conclusion, and those who are disappointed are already disappointed. Some people say you are sinners, so just take it seriously and regard every battle in the new season next year as your atonement battle."

"Clear your position and figure out what you should do."

"You can't lose a game in the LPL next year. With your current state...how many games do you think you can win?"

Number Three spoke very fast.

The tone was sharp and merciless.

After saying that, without even giving the God team members in the living room time to react, he made a decisive conclusion:

"Okay, that's it."

"If you can't sleep, then don't sleep. Don't wait for the afternoon. Start reviewing now!"

Then he ignored the people in front of him and strode directly towards the conference room at the God Club base.

The God team members were left looking at each other. Dawn Morning Star took a deep breath, stood up and quickly followed No. 3's back. Huangxue Yege gritted his teeth and looked at the other team members:

"Why are you still standing there? Let's go!"

So a crowd of people cheered and quickly followed. At this time, the previous depressed and heavy atmosphere was swept away.

Zeng Rui looked at No. 3's back and couldn't help but admire:

"As expected of senior number three..."

Li Shi nodded and sighed: "It's a completely different style from Senior No. 1, but... it's just as effective and useful."

Tang Bingyao looked at Lin Feng:

"Do you want Fuko to stay here?"

Lin Feng thought for a while and shook his head: "It doesn't matter whether I participate in the review or not. I'll go next door first."

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