cry one let me see

Due to T-lion's dementia, the behavior of banning his own team members who are good at heroes, many people have revisited it recently and found something tricky.

They looked back and found that in the previous game, Ruan Jun was leading the flight.Not only that, T-lion was also reported by Song Mingyi's real name for negative competition, and was also punished.

Although Sun Xiao had a lot of fans, they were not enough to firmly control the direction of the wind. In addition, there were three commentators standing up for him. It didn't take long for the wind direction on the Internet to change.

There are also quite a few sharp-eyed game media who specifically took a look at the dementia behavior of this team, and it is amazing to see.

As for these, Ruan Jun, who retired from the net to concentrate on playing games, knew nothing about it.

So when he entered the semi-finals and received countless exclamations and applause, he was a little confused.

Ruan Jun looked around, met those eyes full of love and anticipation, and subconsciously glanced at Sun Xiao who was beside him, thinking that these people were all his fans.

After all, in their team, it was an indisputable fact that Sun Xiao was the most popular.

A few people in the commentary booth enjoyed watching, RE grinned, and said to him directly: "Shen Ruan, don't look, they welcome you!"

Hearing this, the faces of the other T-lion team members were a little stiff, and the corners of their mouths were tightly pressed down.

Laughing and teasing: "Shen Ruan hasn't reacted yet."

Song Mingyi looked at the two or three locks of hair on the top of Ruan Jun's head, with a faint smile in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were a little cold: "He must not have reacted. Langshen has been raped by the Internet so much that he quit the Internet."

Laughing language froze, it was RE who took the lead first: "How do you know? God Ruan told you?"

Song Mingyi and Ruan Jun, who looked up and followed him with his head up, met their gazes. Seeing the momentary tension in his eyes, he paused and replied, "I guess. Otherwise, why hasn't he posted on Weibo for so many days?"

Laughter suddenly realized: "Oh..."

Several audience members raised their hands to cover their faces.As a member of Ruan Jun who had been "internet stormed", hearing Song Mingyi's words, he felt a little ashamed in his heart, and panicked on his face.

It was RE who found the crux of the problem first: "No, Yishen, are you staring at my Ruan Shen's account all day? Otherwise, how do you know how long he hasn't posted on Weibo?"

The players from the two teams that entered the field had just sat in their respective seats and hadn't put on their headphones, so they could vaguely hear the voice of the commentary outside the field.

Ruan Jun listened to RE's question incoherently, opened his mouth slightly, and looked up at Song Mingyi again.The raised hair on his head hadn't been pressed down yet, and it swayed with his movements.

So cute, I want to see him cry.

And admission to see me for the fifth time.Song Mingyi kept a count in his heart.

He changed his eyes with a gentle smile in the past, and his eyes suddenly deepened, with an aggression, as if he was grabbing his prey, and stared at Ruan Jun closely: "Yeah, occasionally go over and take a look."

Ruan Jun was stunned by his look, and his ears turned red with the naked eye. It wasn't until the coach tapped his shoulder that he came back to his senses and looked down at his mobile phone as if fleeing.

Song Mingyi felt a little pity in his heart, and turned to look at RE: "What's the matter, is there any problem?"

RE stroked his hair, and felt that something was wrong, but he didn't think about it for a while: "No, no problem."

It didn't take long for the game to start.

Today's game is the final of the loser's bracket, and it is a crucial game for T-lion.Everyone thought that T-lion would treat him seriously.

But it is obviously impossible to speculate on this magical team with the thinking of normal people.

As soon as the game started, T-lion once again banned Ruan Jun's specialty hero. Ruan Jun has become accustomed to this. With Marco Polo, he can advance and gank three lanes, and retreat to clear the army line and play wild.

After officially entering the game, I thought that Ruan Jun would lead the rhythm to catch people as in the game a few days ago, and the others just need to develop according to his rhythm.

But this time, the T-lion team members did not react when they saw Marco Polo operated by Ruan Jun walking in front of them. Seeing Ruan Jun crippled the opponent A, his teammates rushed into The attack range of the defense tower was killed by the tower.

When seeing this scene, not only the audience was shocked, but even the three people in the commentary booth were a little speechless.

It was the little field control expert who laughed first: "...I thought that this kind of golden game operation, I would not see it in the KPL arena."

Ruan Jun, who was returning with residual blood, glanced left and right at his opponent, pursed his lips, and did not say a word.

Song Mingyi looked at him from afar, and it was hard to imagine his feelings for a while.

However, this is just the beginning. In this BO7 match, the rest of T-lion used this method to forcefully drag the loss by two points.

At the end of the second round, Song Mingyi pulled his tie and signaled to the director in front of the camera. After the headset said to cut the camera, he got up and walked towards the referee on the sidelines with his long legs.

This time the on-site referee Song Mingyi knew each other, and it was easy to speak. He approached the leader of the referee team and cut straight to the point: "I suspect that other T-lion players buy spinach."

When you buy spinach, you buy it.Except for betting on the opponent's win or their own loss, no player would give points so clearly on the field, which is ruining his career.

The leader of the referee team is a square-looking middle-aged man who was transferred halfway from a sports event, and he still has a very orthodox sense of justice in his heart.

In fact, he also had this feeling in his heart. Hearing Song Mingyi's judgment, he couldn't help lowering his eyebrows: "I know. But I don't mean everything I said. I will report this matter to the competition organizing committee for them to investigate."

After hearing this sentence, Song Mingyi knew that he had made up his mind.

So he nodded and returned to the commentary seat.

The 3-minute commercial was just finished, and Song Mingyi's time was stuck.

It didn't take long for the third game to start. T-lion followed its own "convention" and banned the hero Ruan Jun was good at.

But this time, Ruan Jun seemed to have returned to the autumn season before the playoffs, when he was the only show in the audience.

He gave up on his teammates, and although he was still ganking, he retreated with ease. Every move was based on the consideration that no one would help him. The whole game was not slippery, and no one could catch him.

In this way, he stealthily grinds down the opposite defensive tower.

When stealing the crystal at the end, the soldiers on the opposite side were divided into three lines to lead the troops. When they saw the small map, they all turned their heads and came back to save the base.

Ruan Jun had only one soldier beside him, and Crystal's attacks hurt more and more each time.

The entire audience couldn't help holding their breath when they saw this.

It wasn't until Ruan Jun forced his hatred against the tower and dropped Crystal A that everyone regained their heartbeat.

The whole audience burst into warm cheers.

RE and Xiaoyu also praised Ruan Jun one after another.

After they were all excited, they turned around and asked Song Mingyi, who was smiling but calm and serious: "Mr. Song, do you think Langshen can win today?"

At the end of this game, everyone praised Song Mingyi for giving Ruan Jun the nickname "Langshen".

Song Mingyi's throat moved, first he smiled, and then slowly exhaled.

RE and Xiaoyu were taken aback by his appearance, and looked at him nervously—after all, this is a MOBA demon king with the lowest experience, not a passerby who would guess blindly.

Song Mingyi's mind moved quickly, and after sorting out his thoughts, he did not look at the people around him, but focused on Ruan Jun.

On that clean face, he only saw calmness, self-control and exertion.

Judging from his usual performance, Ruan Jun has not received any external influence this time, and his psychological rhythm will always only follow his own thinking.

Song Mingyi felt relieved.

"If winning the MVP is a win for him, then he will win." Song Mingyi said first, "But if the additional condition for winning this game is to bring four teammates who can't bring him, then he will win the game." Probably won't win."

RE& Laughing: "..."

For a moment, they didn't know whether it was because they couldn't win or if Song Mingyi's sharp "teammates who couldn't move" had a bigger problem.

"You guys remember the last few games of the autumn competition." Song Mingyi glanced sideways at the other two partners, "The situation that day was basically the same as today. Now their opponents are no longer the opponents in the audition. The winner is the first-line team that has honed all the way and united as one in the loser's bracket. Ruan Jun's chances will only be smaller, not bigger."

RE tried to interrupt him many times and said a few words in support of Ruan Jun, but rationally understood that what Song Mingyi said was true, and there was no way to refute these words.

The atmosphere was solemn for a while, and the audience who had just fallen in love with Ruan Jun frowned, as if they had encountered some life-and-death issue.

Song Mingyi went on to say: "But what if we lost today's game?" He said with absolute certainty, "Look at Ruan Jun."

RE and Xiaoyu looked up together, and everyone in the audience followed suit.

At this time, the two teams were preparing for a new round of bans, and the other T-lion members occasionally whispered to each other, with impetuous expressions visible to the naked eye.

In contrast, Ruan Jun was sitting firmly on the chair, looking down at the phone, thinking calmly, and occasionally listening to the coach's words.

"His performance is obvious to all. In my opinion, he already has the style of a general. This year is his first year to participate in the competition, and the worst is no more than third." Song Mingyi explained, analyzing calmly, "He There are at least six to eight years of his career to go, and the Champions League is waiting for him next year."

"He still has countless MVPs to win, dozens of championships waiting for him to challenge, and a team of united and reliable teammates waiting for him to discover."

Song Mingyi's tone was steady, and when he spoke, his voice sank to his chest, and his entire chest vibrated slightly. The sound of the electric current had the power to penetrate the eardrums, and echoed in the ears of everyone present: "Who can be like him?" Such a self-sufficient first-line team with five people running around the field?"

"His style wasn't originally a one-show show. This was an attempt after he cooperated with his teammates and was sold. In order to win, he thought of all the ways he could think of."

Song Mingyi's last sentence was sonorous and forceful, and every word was resounding: "Even if he lost, he lost beautifully today."

The author has something to say: Today is also a day for Mr. Song to observe Xiao Ruan Ruan secretly