dissatisfied [e-sports]

At the end of the 24-day qualifiers, a total of [-] teams advanced to the knockout round. After three days of intense competition in the knockout round, there were [-] teams left.

Puxin was eliminated in the qualifiers, and the loss was ugly, but they were not ashamed at all, and instead worked overtime to live broadcast when the topic was high.

The live broadcast room is obviously hotter than usual, and half of the people who deliberately register a small account to scold them.

Liu Sui and the others looked at the virtual coins in the account and smiled. Only Lei Ming finally couldn't hold on after a day of live broadcasting, and directly unplugged the network cable amidst scolding.

The forum also discussed two posts, or sighed, or mocked, but soon, the two posts also sank, because the PCL competition was in full swing, and no one cared about fringe players like Lei Ming.

Finally arrived at the finals, the same [-] days, a great test for the players' physical strength, endurance, and mentality.

Fu Haifeng has already started acupuncture.

Yan Yibing was also extremely tired, and whenever he had time to rest, he would lie on the bed and close his eyes to rest, not bothering to say a word.

In the first game of the finals, Zero Tianming circle ate chicken and got off to a good start.

In the last two games, CNG came from behind, and the standings began to change.

AX and Prince are also not far behind, and the list points are biting to death.

There is not much difference in the level of top professional players, and the outcome of the game mainly depends on the player's state.

Until the next few rounds, Zero Fu Haifeng, CNG Fu Gaizhen, and Chen Yan, who is about to retire from AXE, all suffered from long-term exhaustion, and the team's operation also suffered from defects.

Yan Yibing stood on the top of the ruined hill, reloading and walking around, Zero was left alone now, and on the other side of the hill, there were at least three footsteps.

Yan Yibing's wrists were sore and numb, and he was on high alert. The earphones were pressed against his temples, wet with thin sweat.

One-on-three, he was at a disadvantage. The only thing was that he was in a good position. As long as he pulled back frequently, the mountain could help him block the bullets.

But this advantage will not last long, as long as the opponent pulls the gun line and circles from the left and right, he will undoubtedly die.

The big screen switched to his perspective, and the male commentator couldn't help holding his breath: "Oh, Ice God is surrounded by the Yunfu team, Yunfu has heard the footsteps, but he is still hesitating, alas, Yunfu should not hesitate, at this time Pull the gun line, and the ice god will be finished!"

Duo Meng: "I guess Yunfu's limited perspective and insufficient information in the early stage made them unable to determine how many people are behind the mountain."

The male commentator shook his head: "No, no, I think they already know that the opponent is the lone wolf of Zero or CNG, but whether it's Yan Yibing or Yu Yan, they don't have the confidence to harvest without reducing their staff, so they are hesitating."

Duo Meng: "Oh, killing these two people will make money even if the staff is reduced!"

Male commentator: "Yunfu's goal this year is to advance to the top six and qualify for the East Asian Tournament. They can't afford to lose points."

Yan Yibing couldn't wait any longer.

He gritted his teeth, stuck the backslope, aimed at the prediction point, rushed out and quickly shot a few shots at one of Yunfu's team members.

But at the same time, he was also attacked.

Yan Yibing glanced at the blood line, not wanting to fight, he pulled back while walking, and rushed out from the other corner of the hill, fired a few more shots, and finally made up for one death.

Song Tang raised her throat and whispered, "Captain, they're going around!"

Yan Yibing rushed out from the side, carrying blood on his shoulders, raised his gun and shot from the waist, knocking down another person.

Seeing the person collapsed, he breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly dodged behind the slope.

At this moment, his head and armor have been scrapped, and only one-third of his bloodline remains.

But he didn't have time to spray medicine at all, if it wasn't for the protection of the pan just now, he would have been beaten to death by Yunfu's last person.

His luck was really good, not only picked up the pan, but also quickly expanded the magazine.

Ten more bullets gave him a chance to breathe.

Yan Yibing rushed out again and barely eliminated Yunfu with the advantage of blood, but at this moment he also ran out of ammunition and food.

As the final round approached, he didn't have enough chances to replenish his equipment, and was finally sniped off by Chen Chi from a distance.

Even so, he got all the points he could get, and the one-on-three game left a masterful template.

The male commentator: "Oh, beautiful one-on-three, as expected of the ice god, persisted until now, and got three more head points."

Duo Meng: "Yes, the Ice God is really an indispensable existence for Zero, and having him is like having a backbone."

Male commentator: "But Zero's dependence on Ice God is also worrying. Ice God is so hard, it consumes a lot of money."

Duo Meng: "Ice God, take care of yourself."

In the end, it was Prince who ate the chicken, and Han Mo eliminated AX's Chen Chi with a grenade.

The standings changed again, and at this moment the number one has become Prince.

In the last game, the Sano map was refreshed.

Coincidentally, Han Mo was trapped in almost the same reverse slope as Yan Yibing, and opposite him was the full formation of Hunting Fox.

What was more dangerous than Yan Yibing's situation last time was that he didn't even have a third-level head armor.

Even Duo Meng said worriedly: "The cold god is in danger. If possible, we should avoid fighting for the ranking."

The male commentator nodded; "One hits four, which rarely happens in the history of the entire league. This time it's the Scourge circle. If Hanshen is eliminated so early, the total points will be overtaken by CNG."

Duo Meng: "The God of Cold should be avoiding the battle, but Fox Hunter will definitely pursue him closely."

Immediately afterwards, Han Mo raised his gun and rushed out.

Domon: "..."

Han Mo's gun is not bad, he now has a big gun and an M4, he first distinguishes the distance of the footsteps, if it is far away, use the M4 headshot, if it is close, use the big gun to be tough.

The male commentator was stunned: "Absolutely, our Hanshen is really young and self-willed. I have never seen such a fast hand movement. I really didn't get shot a few times!"

If you want to press the gun to aim at the enemy while moving quickly, it is equivalent to dividing the brain into two parts, controlling the left and right hands respectively, and they do not affect each other, and cooperate with each other tacitly.

Duo Meng explained: "For example, in theory, Hanshen can write Chinese homework with his left hand, and do math problems with his right hand, and his completion rate should be as good as that of other students. It's an incredible operation!"

In the end of this round, Han Mo stayed to the end, eating chicken alone, and firmly secured the number one position.

It was also Prince's first win at a PCL event, but no one seemed surprised.

It should have been Prince, not this time, but next time.

This team is young enough and strong enough.

When they first appeared, they might have such and other problems, and they relied on their enthusiasm and fierceness, resulting in extremely unstable results.

But two years have passed, and every time they appear, they will make up for some of the shortcomings.

The current Prince is close to perfection.

CNG and Zero tied for second place, and AXE was third. Other teams that qualified for the East Asia Tournament include Foxhunting and TZS.

At the end of the game, Han Mo held up the little gold cup, remaining indifferent and calm as always.

Amidst the din of fans turning against Yingtian, he took the microphone, his eyes were deep and murmured, his thin lips lightly touched the cold metal grille, and he said arrogantly: "This is a new era belonging to Prince!"

"Fuck! I'm crying! It's so hot!"

"Prince! Prince!"

"Han God! Han Mo! I love you!"

"First! First first!"

......

Han Mo raised his arms, held up the golden cup high, and the colorful flowers fluttered down from the sky, landing on the back of his hands, shoulders, neckline, and ends of his hair.

The gorgeous lights shone, the colorful flowers shone brightly, and the hazy halo shone on Han Mo. His shadow left an eternal and indelible mark on the stage.

The old age never dies, but the new age will come.

Yan Yibing watched from the background, the position where he had stood for countless times, now belonged to Han Mo.

This doesn't mean that Prince is stronger than Zero, it's just that the intensity of the game suddenly increased and his players couldn't adapt.

He thought he would be depressed, annoyed, and blame himself.

But it seems to be the opposite.

He is very happy.

The silent boy who always liked to follow behind him and was scolded by him finally became the beacon of the new era.

It doesn't matter if Han Mo doesn't recognize him, hate him, or bully him.

Because he knew how much he wanted Han Mo to live well.

That night, Zero held a resumption meeting, and the manager Sun Tianjiao also attended the meeting for the first time.

Yan Yibing was chewing on the Want Want Senbei while looking at the big screen.

He has a very leisurely expression, with his legs crossed, bouncing one after another.

The coach didn't criticize them. In fact, everyone performed very well this time, especially Yan Yibing, who almost broke his own principles. In order to score, he exhausted himself without a bottom line.

"Don't be discouraged, Prince and his team are all young, and their standby time is better than ours. The PGC global competition is not necessarily the case, but in the future, you have to cooperate to play the East Asian competition well."

Fu Haifeng lowered his head, and said in a deep voice: "My fault, I was really out of shape later, and made several stupid mistakes."

Xu Rui scratched his hair violently: "I'm too aggressive. From the beginning of the qualifiers, the captain is right, I can't stand still."

Song Tang: "Don't be like this, I was also at fault. In two rounds, I sold Xu Rui."

Yan Yibing smiled and lazily rubbed his shoulders: "Okay, don't take the blame, anyone can find a lot of mistakes, Prince is the same, everyone is not a saint, there is no need to deny it after losing the game Own."

Sun Tianjiao also said: "That's right, what's the point of our strength? Competition is a thing that happens year after year. What's the point if the champion is always a team?"

The coach waved his hand: "I've been very tired during this time, I'll give you a month off, you can travel and visit your relatives, go and rest."

Xu Rui, Song Tang, and Fu Haifeng left with their peripheral bags.

Song Tang's family is out of town, and he has to catch the high-speed rail, and Fu Haifeng has to go back to Jiangbei to see his parents.

Xu Rui made an appointment for dinner with his classmates, and it started at eight o'clock, and he was already 15 minutes late.

As far as Yi Bing is alone, he stays in the meeting room without moving.

The game video is still playing on the big screen.

The video was put on Han Mo's one-on-four clip.

Yan Yibing squinted his eyes, and said to Sun Tianjiao suddenly, "If it were you, you definitely wouldn't let Han Mo go."

Sun Tianjiao glanced at him, knowing that he was not as relaxed as he looked, so she immediately said foolishly: "It's been two years, who cares what happened back then, Han Mo is just like that."

Yan Yibing snorted, "Come on, I know you're a good judge of people, and you've probably scolded me behind your back for having too much sense of justice."

Sun Tianjiao immediately said seriously: "Ancestor, I think Han Mo is good, but in my heart, you are the most important thing. If you are like that, I must give up on him. That's how I made the final decision on this matter."

Yan Yibing wiped his mouth and took a sip of beer: "Seriously, do you think I'm making a fuss out of a molehill?"

Sun Tianjiao paused, took his beer, and took a sip.

He said seriously: "You didn't make a big deal out of a molehill, but I have the ability to make big things into small things."

Yan Yibing laughed, "Okay, I understand."

Sun Tianjiao sighed: "You are a person who is sincere to everyone and wants to be fair to everyone, but the power of one person cannot be everything. So you must not start a company, or you will have to pay a lot of money."

Yan Yibing took a deep breath, rubbed his lips with his fingers, and sighed: "I was wrong about Lei Ming, I should listen to you."

Sun Tianjiao's throat hurt from the hot beer. He cleared his throat and squeezed the can with his fingers, making a crackling sound.

"To be honest, you insist on keeping Lei Ming, is it because of Liang Hefeng?"

Yan Yibing was dazed for a moment, then remained silent.

Sun Tianjiao: "You want to prove to me that even players who are not my favorites can bring glory to Zero as long as they work hard and put their heart into it. My ruthless method of retiring may lose stars. So even Lei Ming If you have any doubts, you still want to give a player like Liang Hefeng a chance, and you always feel that you owe him something."

Yan Yibing lowered his eyes slightly, and smiled lowly: "Maybe in the past, after all, no one can be unburdened if this matter falls on anyone."

Back then, Yan Yibing was only Liang Hefeng's companion.

It was Liang Hefeng who got the invitation from Zero, and it was Liang Hefeng who first came into contact with PUBG, and it was Liang Hefeng who taught Yan Yibing the game.

Yan Yibing was just relaxing in his spare time while studying, and followed him to Zero to listen.

At the very beginning, Liang Hefeng told him the main points, analyzed tactics, and studied the style of play while playing.

In the end, Yan Yibing had a great time playing, and in a moment of excitement, he made it to the top five in Hanbok.

Liang Hefeng, who knew countless theoretical knowledge, couldn't beat him anymore.

But Yan Yibing didn't take playing games seriously at that time, and what he was thinking in his head was whether to apply for Tsinghua University or Peking University.

Until the captain of Zero asked him: "Do you want to play professionally, do you want to be an e-sports player, do you want to be a member of Zero?"

A series of questions confused Yan Yibing.

He really loves the game, and he thinks it's cool to be a pro, and he thinks it's wonderful to have a large following.

But this shouldn't be his chance. Liang Hefeng has worked so hard for this. According to the overall points ranking, Liang Hefeng ranks second among all the youth trainees.

At that time, Zero advertised that it would choose two players based on the merits and focus on training, followed by a follow-up, subject to the actual situation.

If he got in, wouldn't he occupy half of the quota? Liang Hefeng would have no hope.

Yan Yibing asked: "If I get in, can my buddies get in?"

Zero's captain didn't want to deceive him, and said bluntly: "No."

Yan Yibing immediately refused: "Then I won't come, I have to go back to the college entrance examination."

His attitude is very firm, even if he has regrets, it cannot affect Liang Hefeng's future.

At that time, Sun Tianjiao was Zero's assistant manager and had just started working.

Hearing that the people the team wanted were unwilling to come, he took the initiative to ask Ying to persuade Yi Bing.

Yan Yibing still remembered how calm Sun Tianjiao was at that time.

Sun Tianjiao said with certainty: "You will definitely stay. You still can't imagine how much value you will realize here."

Yan Yibing sneered: "I'm sorry, unless my buddy stays, I can't stay. The dove occupies the magpie's nest. Will I still be a man in the future?"

Sun Tianjiao was not in a hurry, he fiddled with the contract slowly, flipping through the pages in front of Yan Yibing.

He smiled shrewdly: "To tell you the truth, even if you don't stay, neither Liang Hefeng nor the number one Wang Chang will be taken by us."

Yan Yibing was startled and said, "You agreed to have two!"

Sun Tianjiao said leisurely: "Having seen a genius like you, how could we accept other people? Once we think that a player like you will be scouted by other teams, we can't even sleep at ease."

Yan Yibing's face was slightly cold, and he got up to leave.

Sun Tianjiao spoke faster and held his arm: "If you stay, you will definitely help your friend. If you leave, he will be like this."

Later, because Sun Tianjiao successfully signed Yan Yibing, her career went smoothly and she quickly became the manager of Zero.

Getting along day and night, Yan Yibing also knew that Sun Tianjiao was not that heartless and was a very qualified manager.

After all, Liang Hefeng was alienated from him. Driven by his self-esteem, he transferred to another team, but his results were not good. Two years later, he was signed away by Pu Xin.

This matter has always been Yan Yibing's knot, so when he met Lei Ming who was in a similar situation, he felt compassion.Han Mo is like him, Lei Ming is like Liang Hefeng.

For a player like Han Mo, being poached by any team would be their biggest threat.

Han Mo will reach the peak sooner or later, so what about Lei Ming, can there be another result?

His last bit of innocence was wasted on Lei Ming.

However, he can only give Lei Ming compassion, and treat Han Mo with the true feelings of painstaking efforts.

Now......

Yan Yibing said relaxedly: "Now I don't feel indebted to him. E-sports is the original sin, and it's fine if it affects me. He...shouldn't hurt innocent people anyway."

When Liang's mother scratched the back of Shanghan Mo's hand, Yan Yibing felt that his last debt was exhausted.

That was the hand of a professional player, Han Mo's hand.

Sun Tianjiao groaned, "Then what, in the spirit of friendship first and competition second, you can congratulate Han Mo."

Yan Yibing thought that Han Mo had a pretty good relationship with him recently, so he naturally had this awareness, so he said, "I still need you to remind me."

Sun Tianjiao raised her eyebrows: "The speed is pretty fast, it's useless to use Weibo, it's too grand, and our fans will be angry, you can just talk about it in private."

Yan Yibing raised his apricot core eyes, and said lightly, "Nonsense, I understand, I just said it in Moments."

Sun Tianjiao: "Alright then, did you post it on Moments?"

Yan Yibing: "No, it was posted in his circle of friends."

Sun Tianjiao frowned: "Han Mo didn't post on Moments, he is such a cold and low-key person."

Yan Yibing: "The one posted half a month ago."

Sun Tianjiao turned her face away, was stunned for a moment, then took out her mobile phone and asked, "Where is it?"

Yan Yibing was impatient, and took out his mobile phone: "Here!"

Sun Tianjiao looked at Yan Yibing's, then at her own, and exclaimed, "Damn! I didn't!"

Yan Yibing casually said, "He might be in a group, and Song Tang and the others didn't either."

The corner of Sun Tianjiao's mouth twitched: "He is grouped? Do you think there are other people's posts besides your likes and replies?"

The author has something to say: [Han Mo: Be careful. 】

[Yan Yibing replied to Han Mo: Congratulations on winning the championship! 】