Come on, I'll go to the bowl

In golden autumn in October, cinnamon is fragrant.

There are always people who are poetic and picturesque, wandering the streets, lamenting life, and more people are busy and rushing here and there for the sake of life.

In October, it is busy and naturally there are also staff and participating teams for the global finals, but this year the competition is in Europe.

The global finals, also known as the S game, is the highest level official event of the League of Legends.

Early in the morning, SSF got on the plane together with the SNB players, and WSY had already gone to Europe for several days before them, because as the third seed, they needed to play a breakout match, and if they succeeded in the breakout match, they could officially enter world championship.

But this breakout match is not difficult for WSY.

……

This year's sponsors tried to save money by not allowing the sparring partners to go abroad. They asked the three teams to accommodate each other and practice with each other. Therefore, Gu Chi and his party were still in China.

When Kou Huai first heard the news, he went to the sponsor's official blog to scold in a big way, and there was a big wave of rhythm. Many fans united to boycott the sponsor's stuff. Later, there was no way, the official came forward and asked him to delete the comment.

Ji Yan talked badly, spoiled the future of Little C God, and ruined the image of Little C God, so he finally got him to delete the comment.

As a result, this guy turned his head and posted a Weibo with a sponsor on his Weibo, and put it on the top...

Ji Yan finally exploded: "If Gu Chi isn't allowed to go, it doesn't mean that you won't be allowed to go! You're a fucking idiot!"

Kou Huai's peach blossom eyes twitched, "I'm happy to fight for my big baby, you can control it!"

Ji Yan was so angry that he just wanted to scold her!

……

When the plane landed, SSF and SNB got off the plane and received the good news that WSY had successfully broken through.

Although it was just a breakout match, it was a good start. It eased the tension of a group of people. Everyone put smiles on their faces, and even the movement of getting on the bus became more relaxed and confident.

Kou Huai looked at the street outside the car window. The hatchback car drove leisurely, as if it was slower than the bicycle next to it. Occasionally, a motorcycle flew past arrogantly, so fast that people could not see the license plate clearly, just like a few years ago The appearance of coming.

He sighed with emotion for a moment, and somehow slipped out of his mouth.

When Ji Yan heard that he was afraid that he had something on his mind, he gave Le Ran a wink.

Le Ran then leaned forward and poked Kou Huai, "Brother Huai, what are you looking at, it's so deep, you're still sighing?"

Kou Huai didn't even turn his head, "I sigh that this romantic Italy cannot be with Gu Chi."

Ji Yan rolled his eyes, Chen Yongyao put on his earphones, Jiang Situ, who was recovering from sleep, turned over, and Pei Rongheng pulled someone back who was leaning forward.

Since Kou Huai went home for one night, the number of mentions of Gu Chi has increased significantly...

S events are divided into breakout rounds, group rounds, knockout rounds and finals.

The breakout competition is over, and the group stage will soon begin. In the group stage, there are four groups, with four teams in each group, and two teams will advance to the final stage.

On the third day of their arrival, the group stage draw was held.

The three most popular players to win the championship this year——WZB from the lck division, LTQ from the European division, and SSF from the lpl—all three teams are the No. [-] seed in each division, and they are the strongest in the three divisions.

However, the luck of fate put them into a group, and brought out HKL, who was the last to advance in the breakout match...

Just as the host on stage announced the teams for Group A, the official live broadcast room exploded——

[Fuck, the strongest king in the three divisions, Group A is such a fucking Shura field! 】

[The lineup in Group A, if two teams come out to play, it will be the visual sense of the finals!Of course, except for HKL...]

[HKL really deserves their team name, how pathetic! 】

After the grouping results came out, the atmosphere in the SSF team was good.

Although it was indeed the Shura field, Ji Yan and the coaching staff were not worried at all. After all, the group match was a one-set game, and the time was short and the end was fast, which was completely within Chen Yongyao's tolerance.

They are more worried about the knockout rounds and finals.

Both the knockout round and the final match are in the best-of-five format. Judging from the data analyzed by them, the average duration of the rest of the division is about one hour, unlike their LPL division, where the game can be resolved in half an hour. If it is true Playing five rounds, five hours, or even longer, can Chen Yongyao's hands bear it?

Ji Yan frowned, and didn't care to listen to the grouping behind.

Kou Huai had a bitter and affectionate look on his face, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, you who have been in and out of the battlefield for so many years are also frightened by this Shura field?"

Ji Yan shook his head, "It's not because of this, I'm worried about the BO5, Lao Chen's hand..."

The words were not finished, but both of them understood.

Kou Huai paused for a moment, then quickly smiled again: "Why do you think so much, what if you get eliminated in the group stage in the first round?"

Ji Yan glared at him, "You piss me off, what are you talking about!"

Kou Huai smiled and poohed a few times, "Okay, don't worry about it, Lao Chen is not as delicate as you think, besides, aren't you a substitute in our team, if you really can't, you can play a few rounds for Lao Chen, Gu Chi can lead four pits by himself, but the four of us can't lead you to one pit?"

The only nominal substitute in their team is Ji Yan.

During the transfer period last winter, Chen Yongyao hadn't had any problems with his hand, and they had no substitutes for each position. When the officials confirmed the team members, they repeatedly suggested that they find a substitute. Ji Yan had no choice but to report himself.

"You are really a little c god..." Ji Yan sighed, "If it really fails, I will replace Lao Chen later."

Kou Huai looked up at him.

Ji Yan looked serious, "This is probably the last World Championship of Lao Chen's career. I will take the blame for his infamy. If he can retire well, the signing fee will be higher whether he is an anchor or a coach in the future." .”

Kou Huai paused, smiled and scolded him as a "philistine".

Then he looked up at the stage where the lottery was still being drawn, tapped his index finger on his thigh and said casually: "If Lao Chen cares about the signing fee, he would have retired and started live broadcasting."

"How great it is to be an anchor. There is no pressure to beat passers-by in qualifying, and there are fans who collect gifts. You can easily make millions a year. Unlike us, you are tired and earn very little."

"Young and frivolous, everyone is for the same dream. I also want LPL to have an S championship."

……

While speaking, the lottery ceremony on stage has ended, and the WZB team that won the championship last year moved the trophy back to the stage.

The host hurriedly introduced that Kou Huai's authentic London accent sounded like a bird singing to Kou Huai's ears, and he only had eyes for the trophy in the center of the stage—the Summoner's Cup.

The Summoner's Cup is 65 centimeters high and weighs [-] kilograms. It is not as profound as other trophies. It is in the shape of a cup with summoners and runes engraved on it. crystal.

It is a simple and solid trophy, but in Kou Huai's eyes, it is the most beautiful trophy in the world.

"Does it look good?" Ji Yan asked him when he saw that he was staring straight at him.

"It looks good." Kou Huai replied without hesitation.

"Who looks better, the Summoner's Cup or Little C God?" Ji Yan raised his eyebrows, waiting for his answer.

Kou Huai rubbed his chin, "It's hard to judge."

"Oh?"

Kou Huai explained: "The Summoner's Cup is naked, if it's silver it's silver, if it's diamonds it's diamonds, how honest and straightforward, Gu Chi... well, I've never been so honest with me before."

Ji Yan didn't let him go, "Then do you want to touch the Summoner's Cup or Little C God?"

"I can hold the Summoner's Cup with one hand and Gu Chi with the other. Of course, Gu Chi can also join in. He can also hold the Summoner's Cup while touching me at the same time. I don't mind having a 3P with them at all." Kou Huai The peach blossom eyes are slightly narrowed, and the smile is rippling in the spring breeze.

"..." Ji Yan had nothing to say.

On the stage, the group activities were over, the host shouted the final "Fighting!", and the camera froze on the Summoner's Cup in the center of the stage.

That is the dream of every esports player.

Who wouldn't want to hold up that trophy and shout boldly, "We are the champions!"

After so many years, the strength of their lpl is really worthy of having a world champion...