Eating chicken starts with one step

In the third World Championship, Team My Name and Team FF were divided into different groups. At the end of the group stage, someone deliberately listed their various data from previous games for detailed comparison. In the video, some signature amazing operations of the two are cut out to see who is better.

The conclusion is that there is no conclusion. Judging from the data, both of them have their own advantages and disadvantages. There is no absolute winner or loser. Judging from the operation... it can only be said that they belong to different styles. The captain is a very dazzling person, while Qianli is a very wretched person. , To be honest, the captain's game is more enjoyable to watch, the operation can be seen by the naked eye, and the tactics of thousands of miles need to be experienced slowly.

Besides, no matter how rich FreedomFighter's background is, it can't hold back the huge number of Chinese fans... This is the only archer who has gone abroad to compete with others. At this point, it doesn't matter what team's fans he is, it's not so important, united front Consistency is king.

Therefore, in the third LDM professional league, when the Clan of My Name entered the top four as the only domestic team that survived the fierce battle, the fans of both sides were excited. FreedomFighter's ability to reach the semi-finals and even the finals is within everyone's expectations. My name team has reached this point, but it has surprised many foreign audiences. Someone once clamored that my name team is not even qualified to fight FreedomFighter .

No amount of data comparison, no lengthy analysis, can compare to a direct and straightforward contest face-to-face.Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, the real achievements are the most powerful.

FreedomFighter won the first game of the semi-finals and qualified for the finals.

The world cheers.

In the second round of the semi-finals, my team won and qualified for the finals.

The world cheers again.

In the finals, these two teams, who were destined to meet in disparate situations, finally met.

This day will always be remembered in the history of LDM.

The team to be remembered is not them.

After the game, the two teams came to the stage and shook hands with each other. My team left, and the FF team stayed behind. Amid thousands of warm applause, the dazzling championship trophy was awarded.

A few people from my team walked down the stage, and everyone was silent and silent, "I'm going to the bathroom." Qianli smiled and said.

Of course he didn't go to the toilet, he walked to a quiet and dark corner in a trance.

He squatted down and buried his head, his body trembling slightly uncontrollably, he had to work hard to restrain himself so as not to let himself shed tears.

Suddenly, a pair of hands hugged him.

Very warm embrace.

"Qianli." Wu Jiu called him softly.

Qianli didn't raise his head, he didn't dare to raise his head, he felt that he was so unbelievable, he had clearly experienced bloody storms, swords and swords, but the current self was still so vulnerable.

Big hot liquid slid down his cheeks and dripped intermittently to the ground.

"Qianli." Wu Jiu patted him on the back and called his name repeatedly.He didn't know what to say, he really didn't know, he could only call Qianli over and over again, telling him that I was still there.

Wu Jiu is also sad, but his sadness is probably different from that of Qianli, he understands it, but he doesn't fully understand it.

His sadness is a dull sadness that is lumped in his heart, can't be volatilized or disappeared, but this sadness is still a little alienated, even mixed with his uncontrollable rationality.

And a thousand miles is pain.

The pain engraved in the bones, and even penetrated into the depths of the soul.

The pain was so painful that I lost the strength to support it, and every breath was so painful that it was extremely difficult.

The whole world collapsed in pain.

Again and again, again and again, he fell and got up, got up and fell, he said to life I don't believe in fate, he said to fate let it all come harder, at worst one more time at worst one more roar , Roaring again, crying again, the big deal is to shatter the dignity and soul again, just because he believes, no, he convinces himself that all this must have an end, must have an end.

He must win.

After struggling for so long, why do I still have to look up?

so tired.

Suddenly feel very tired.

"No blame—"

Qianli grasped Wujiu's clothes tightly, buried her head in his chest, Wujiu's heartbeat was continuously transmitted to him through the clothes, and his trembling was continuously transmitted to Wujiu.

"No blame, I..." Qianli tried hard to speak, but all his voice was blocked in his throat. He tried his best to straighten out his breath, but the words stuck in his chest couldn't be heard no matter what. Unable to speak.

"I……"

Wu Jiu lowered his head, looked at Qianli quietly, looked at Qianli who made him heartbroken and powerless, silently waiting, waiting for him to say the sentence he was going to say.Wu Jiu may have a vague premonition of what Qianli will say, or maybe he guessed wrong, anyway, he will never know the real answer.

Because, after all, Qianli didn't say it.

Whatever that sentence is, it doesn't matter anymore.

No matter how optimistic a person is, there will be a moment of sadness, and no matter how strong a person is, there will be a moment of weakness.The difference is whether that moment is turned into action or not.

Qianli knew that no matter what he said, Wu Jiu would not blame him.He has always known.

But he would not be able to accept himself like this.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

Their journey is not over, bumpy or flat, lively or lonely, they are still moving forward.

From vigorous, to calm, to both vigorous and calm.

I don’t know if they are growing up or getting old. After one game after another, their mentality has undergone subtle changes. I don’t remember when they gradually adjusted their training schedule, leaving a little time for themselves every day. Playing games - not aiming at any training or winning or losing, just play how you want.At the end of the day, no matter how tired or anxious, this link is the most enjoyable for Qianli. The interaction with teammates and devotion to the game can make people laugh from the bottom of their hearts and forget all their troubles easily.

He's used to it, used to this kind of life, used to the non-nutritive mutual confrontation with Wugui, used to the peace of mind of having him around, used to this kind of happiness filtered out of pain and suffering.

It seems to flow endlessly.

Hope it flows.

The turmoil caused by that video can't fade away in a day or two. Shura's appeasement is only effective for the fans of my name team, and the trolls with ulterior motives or passers-by who don't know the truth will be completely ignored. Offline self-certification or competitions Don't think about it for the time being, they don't have the time to do so many tricks, but Shura will not let the situation develop on its own, they will definitely fight back, it depends on when and how to fight back.

Within a few days, Shura took action. He posted a Weibo on the official blog of the My Name team, and appropriately blocked everyone's mouths.

The content of this Weibo is three pictures, which are the system unblocking news of three blocked game accounts in the early stage of Qianli.This is a very straightforward method. Didn't you say that there is something wrong with my trumpet?Come, let the official tell you if there is any problem.

This move extinguished part of the controversy, but it could not extinguish all the controversy. The most gratifying thing is the hardcore fans. This is hard evidence, but the black fans will always find a point of criticism-it is true that thousands of miles may not be the same for all trumpets. Turn it on, maybe these three are not turned on?He has so many vest numbers, and he wants to make a final decision just by taking out three, isn't it too beautiful?If you can prove your innocence in this way, then all anchors can hang up casually.

Shura is in a hurry. If you scrutinize it strictly, the theory of the opponents is tenable. Forcibly justifying yourself will only make you feel guilty, but what can Shura do? No, when they released the unblocking news of all the trumpets in Qianli, the day lily was completely cold, and he was also very desperate!

Shura is born to worry about his life, he is devastated here, while Qianli is alive and kicking there.

This month will be the end of the month in just a few days. Now is the LDM offseason, but it is also the most exciting time for the fans of the Wuming team. Everyone knows that the offseason is the concentrated period of Wugui and Qianli live broadcast. During the game, only Being able to watch them from the perspective of God in the official live broadcast, although passionate, is also lonely as snow.

At the end of the month, what does that mean?

Hehehe, it means that this pair of golden partners who are usually desperate to let go of themselves will have to honestly catch up with the live broadcast for a long time.

Let you be willful?Everyone has time to bow to their parents.

But no, starting from mid-May, Wu Jiu and Qian Li suddenly turned into e-sports civil servants, working hard every day from dawn to dusk to live broadcast. The mood of the fans is really indescribable.

Qianli's awkward chat skills are getting better and better. In the past, everyone thought that Qianli was usually a primary school student, and occasionally he was quite handsome when he was cold. Now, I always feel that he is developing in the direction of chattering.

As soon as the broadcast started on this day, as soon as the first game entered the quality square, Qianli started the great cause of teasing his teammates.

"Hi, brothers~" Qianli greeted cheerfully.

"Huh?" Number 1 responded.

"Hi No. 1, I'm No. 3." Qian Li said.

"... Oh." Number 1 was probably a little confused.

"No. 2, where is No. 2?" Qianli turned to look for No. 2 again.

Number 2 ignored him.

"Number 2?" Qianli continued to ask.

Still ignore him.

"Hey, I saw you on the 2nd," Qianli rushed over as soon as he found the figure of the 2nd, as if he had discovered a treasure.