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North America, Season team club training base.

In the training room, a group of team members had just finished another team training match. Everyone couldn't help wiping their sweat, with a tired look on their faces.

Today was originally a training day. They had been playing intra-team games since breakfast in the morning.

Until late at night and early in the morning.

This is also the consistent habit of the Autumn team. You are free to relax and be carefree during the holidays, but as long as it is training, you must be strict and meticulous and will not tolerate any laziness.

The finals just ended and they were in the semi-finals.

If such a result were placed on other teams, it would be a pretty good result and even something to be proud of, but it is not the case for the Season team——

You know, last year they reached the finals and competed with SSK for the final championship trophy.

But this year, we took a step back.

According to captain Autumn:

“It’s okay to take a step back this year.”

"Will we have to take another step back next year?"

"Last year's finals, this year's semi-finals, next year and the year after that will be the top eight and sixteen."

"If you go on further, will you not even be able to enter the S competition?"

The team members actually complained in their hearts, thinking that such an idea was just a fuss made by their captain, but they did not dare to speak out to refute it.

On the one hand, it’s because no one in the team dares to challenge Autumn’s majesty; on the other hand, it’s also because this now-recognized god of support in the world has almost single-handedly brought the Season team to the strongest level in North America and the top level in the world, and he is also popular among people. The respect and love of all the players on the team.

Then train.

Every member of the team accepts their fate like this.

Another reason why they can't say anything to complain is that in training, their captain plays a role model, even harder than them, and more ruthless and strict with themselves.

As a captain, you have to do more than just training and battles.

After the training is over,

Autumn also needs to communicate with the club's coaches and analysts, check for leaks and fill vacancies for each player in the team, and participate in the research and formulation of new tactics and new systems. In this regard, his ability is even better than that of professionals. The coaches and analysts are spot on.

So when other team members can finish training and rest, only Autumn will be left alone.

Even after the meeting with the coaching team, when the coaches and analysts all go back to the house to rest——

The lights in the training room are still on for Autumn alone.

While the other team members felt sorry for their captain's hard work, they couldn't help but feel a little curious and whispered in private:

"Captain, aren't you taking a rest yet?"

"It's already two o'clock in the morning... Even though tomorrow is a holiday, it's not necessary to stay up so late, right?"

"Are you planning to queue alone again?"

"Maybe I'm studying game videos from other divisions."

"Captain really worked too hard..."

"Obviously he is already so strong and yet he works so hard - the title of God of Assistance is really not something that just anyone can qualify for."

The team members walked back to the dormitory bedroom while chatting.

Only the light of the training room still shone faintly from the half-closed door.

In the training room, the space seemed empty and quiet after everyone left. Autumn sat alone in front of a computer, reaching out and rubbing his eyebrows, with a faint tired look on his face.

High-intensity team training, coupled with the responsibilities of captain and late-night coaching staff meetings, this kind of physical and energy consumption is already a big load for a professional e-sports player at his age.

But he must persist.

The so-called God of Support in the World, the so-called Captain of the Strongest Team in North America, behind these dazzling auras and titles, it is destined to require more efforts and hard work that ordinary people can't imagine to maintain.

Fortunately, tomorrow is a holiday, so I can rest a little longer.

but.

Tonight, he had another thing to do.

In other words, after a busy day today, he was finally able to find a little fun that he could enjoy in this late morning and late night.

Autumn raised his head and his eyes fell on the computer screen in front of him.

A browser page was clicked, which showed the live broadcast room interface of a live broadcast platform.

North American live broadcast platforms also often broadcast games from other regions.

The scene being played in the live broadcast room right now is a top 16 BO5 from China's LSPL trials that is about to begin.

There are three minutes left in the countdown.

Autumn had a slight smile on her face.

Speaking of which, I would also like to thank Phoenix, his old friend and rival from the Legend team in Europe for sending him a message this morning, telling him that there was such a "lively" thing to watch in the Chinese LSPL trials. .

On one side of the two competing teams was the guy he had met several times.

The other side…

There was another person who made him care deeply when he watched certain game videos.

After stretching for the first time, Autumn leaned comfortably on the back of the chair behind her, with a look of interest and anticipation on her face:

tonight--

You should take a good look at it.

…

Taipei, Assassins Club training base.

Compared with the atmosphere in the Season team base, the assassin's side is completely different.

A group of assassin team members who had just finished training ordered a variety of kebabs and fried chicken under the instructions of their captain. At this moment, in the training room, they were holding kebabs in one hand and ice-cold sodas in the other. Everyone had a look on their face. Looks of excitement and anticipation:

"Captain, has it started yet?"

Nian Shisan sat in front of the computer, holding the mouse and moving and clicking quickly, and a web page of the live broadcast room appeared. What appeared on the screen was the live broadcast of the last group of the top 16 of the LSPL selection:

"What's the rush...it's done!"

All the assassin team members cheered immediately.

Nian Shisan leaned back in his chair comfortably, took a glass of ice-cold Coke from his team member, then picked up a skewer of roast beef from the takeout box in front of the table and took a delicious bite:

"Okay, come and sit down."

"Watch and study well——"

"Today's group... is probably the top bottom lane matchup that has never been seen in the finals!"

Fujian Province, a small town next to Xiamen City.

A group of junior high school students filed out of school after school in the evening. Several members of the Peak Team gathered around their captain Zhang Xin and chirped:

"Axin, shall we go to the Internet cafe?"

"The game is about to start! You have to hurry up, or you won't be able to catch up with the live broadcast!"

Zhang Xin waved his hand:

"You go ahead."

"I'll go see Brother Mo and watch it together."