Who says support can't carry

"Let's congratulate HAL for winning the world championship."

"Having sharpened the sword for many years, I finally planted the team flag of HAL on this stage fiercely, and once again let the whole world remember the era that once belonged to them."

"That's right. Master Liu was so happy that he couldn't find Bei. He kept dancing with his coach in his arms, and his expression was distorted."

"While congratulating HAL, we also want to give applause to HSG, which is equally outstanding and wonderful."

There was deafening applause, and Si Jin looked ahead with his eyes empty.

everything is over.

The people who were tidying up their keyboards and waiting for HAL to come over to shake hands didn't seem to react.

Liu Danyang clutched the mouse pad tightly, his voice hoarse, "Brother Jin..."

Si Jin still looks like that.

At this time, even the happiest Wu Cheng didn't say a word, and the atmosphere was terribly stiff.

HAL came over to shake hands.

"Brother Jin, shake hands." Wu Cheng reminded.

Si Jin then stood up and smiled.

WOOL: "Congratulations!"

Less: "Congratulations."

Wu Cheng: "Congratulations."

Everyone hugged the HSG players one by one. They have been an indispensable part since the entire World Championship.

Liu Shiyu felt very uncomfortable seeing Si Jin's forced smile, but in e-sports, winners and losers.

Achievements are your proud capital.

Leaning over and gently hugging Si Jin's frail body, "Xiao Jin..."

Si Jin let him hold him, and responded in a low voice: "Yes."

"Brother Jin, Brother Jin."

HAL called Si Jin in a disjointed voice.

Liu Shiyu let go of Si Jin, Si Jin looked at the worry in the eyes of these former teammates, and his throat was a little blocked.

"It's okay. Go and accept the coronation."

Everyone in HAL returned to the stage.

That golden rain finally fell for them.

Everyone shouted loudly, venting their pent-up emotions for more than a month.

At this moment, years of hardships and perseverance over the years finally paid off.

The trophy on Beaulieu's pedestal was before them, and they held it high.

"Wow."

The host came to the stage with the sound of triumphant music.

"￥#￥@#￥@#￥@#%@#HAL (Let's congratulate HAL again)!"

HAL~HAL~HAL~

The name of the team was loudly shouted by the audience, Liu Shiyu thought, this is what every team wants.

From how many times I failed in the Internet cafe competition, to winning the qualification for the youth training in the campus competition, and then stand out from the youth training.

In 2016, he went to the LPL as a HAL supporter. After many troughs and quarrels between teammates, the team slowly started.

HAL finally stood on top of the world.

I, Rubiish, are anything but trash.

The host asked: "First of all, I would like to ask what Rubbish's mood is at this moment?"

Liu Shiyu said, "I'm very excited."

The audience roared with laughter.

Why does it feel like Korean hosts always like to ask nonsense.

The host didn't feel embarrassed at all, "Then as the captain of HAL, what would you like to say to the fans who have supported you for so many years?"

Liu Shiyu made a ninety-degree bow to the audience: "Thank you! Xiao Jin said at the beginning that HAL's grades are so poor and there are so many fans supporting it. This is what I want to say. Thank you for not leaving when HAL fell into a trough. We finally lived up to expectations and brought the trophy back to the LPL."

The auditorium burst into warm cheers and applause again.

This time, HAL received much higher applause and appreciation than in 2014.

The trophy was held high above his head by Chen Yutian.

Winner takes all, loser for Kou.

Si Jin was still sitting on the chair, looking at the trophy that was held up high in the center of the stage in front of him. Finally, there was no silence in his eyes, but the dim moon that was sinking in the west, lifeless.

His eyes suddenly felt a little sour, and his face was cold. Si Jin still didn't close his eyes or avert his eyes, but kept his eyes on the trophy on the base of the dragon pan.

Everyone is cheering for the newly born king, but those who lose can only surrender under that light, standing in the shadows, no one is looking for them.

That throne is just one step away.

His throat was getting more and more itchy. When the camera moved from the center of the stage to his face, he hurriedly picked up the water glass to cover up something, but a sip of water entered his nasal cavity and coughed violently.

Mixed with it, is the slightest sob from the throat.

Tears flowed wantonly from his eyes.

He raised his hand to wipe his face indiscriminately, lowered his head, picked up the mouse and keyboard and wanted to leave, but when he got up, he was caught by his paralyzed legs.

More and more people noticed him.

Even the people who greeted the applause and cheers noticed him.

Holding the keyboard in his hands, Si Jin thought, maybe it was only then that he finally understood why he cried so sadly and shed tears so much for the humble Internet cafe match when he met Liu Shiyu at Xingshi Internet Cafe. turbulent.

Because, at that time, his hopes were shattered, and all his efforts all the time were ruined.

At this time, a thunderous voice suddenly sounded in the stadium.

It was the audience shouting the ID 'Hero'.

I want to use my meager strength to cheer for this veteran who is not very talented but still works hard for many years!

Sometimes crying hoarsely is far less shocking than the visual experience of silent tears.

What kind of player is Hero?

Unsmiling and indifferent once became his labels, and even ran through his entire career.

After entering the World Championships this year, he gradually began to smile.

Such a person burst into tears in front of the camera, frantically trying to hide himself, but the tears were even more turbulent.

The commentators, commentators, including the host, all shouted 'Hero'.

The people who hadn't finished the HSG game seemed to be stunned watching this scene, and they froze in place for a while.

It wasn't until Liu Shiyu ran over and hugged Si Jin that he came back.

"Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin."

Liu Shiyu called Si Jin over and over again.

Si Jin lowered his head and shook his shoulders, Liu Shiyu squatted beside Si Jin, reached out to hold his trembling palm, "Xiao Jin, I am Shi Yu."

Si Jinyue didn't seem to respond, Liu Shiyu became more and more anxious, stood up and bent down, held Si Jin's face in his arms and kissed him hard, "Xiao Jin——I'm Shi Yu."

He knows how much public opinion there will be, good or bad, if he makes such a move.

But he doesn't care, everything is not worth mentioning in front of this man's tears.

It doesn't matter what the trophy is in the bag, or what the value doubles, he doesn't care.

Si Jin's eyes finally had focus, and when he saw Liu Shiyu's face clearly, his nose became more sore, "Shi Yu..."

The thick nasal voice made Liu Shiyu's hands tremble, and he stretched out his hand to hug Si Jin into his arms, as carefully as if his arms were a rare treasure.

Not long after, Si Jin returned to his usual appearance, with a cold face, "I'm fine."

Liu Shiyu was not at ease, "You..."

"It's all right. Go back quickly, and take a group photo." Si Jin urged.

Liu Shiyu walked away step by step.

"Brother Jin, let's end." Liu Danyang reminded.

Si Jin didn't speak, but stroked the table lightly with his fingers, not falling an inch.

He picked up his keyboard and mouse, followed behind his teammates, and walked out.

Behind him is the golden rain flying all over the sky, and it is the trophy raised by others.

When he reached the end, Si Jin suddenly stopped, looked back at the trophy that had been held up countless times by others, and stared at the stage that all professional LOL players dreamed of stepping on.

"Brother Jin, it's time for us to end."

He shook his head, "I'll watch for a while."

He admired: "This stage is so beautiful~"

The others were also very depressed, but seeing Si Jin's farewell appearance, a bad premonition suddenly surged in their hearts. They couldn't say what it was, but they always felt that it was not a good thing.

"Brother Jin, we will come again next year." Wu Cheng said.

"Yeah yeah."

Si Jin smiled and said nothing.

You are okay, but I will not have a next time.

The author has something to say:

The part about the World Championship is almost over here. 0.0