Wild King[E-sports]

In November, Seoul, South Korea, the scene of the LOL Global Finals.

NOX (China) VSJC (Korea).

Commentary A: "Ye Shen Tian Shen descends to earth with one blow and hits four!"

Commentary B: "My God! Night God surrounds four people on the opposite side alone! Void Assassin Kha'Zix's sickle hangs over the enemy's head—"

……

The LPL audience has already begun to boil, screams and cheers tore through the silence in the arena, and went straight to the sky.

During this explosive cry, Jing Nan pressed down on the brim of his hat, looked down at his phone, and it was only nine fifty in the evening. The NOX team was like a broken bamboo, sweeping the No. [-] seed JC team in South Korea.

"I remember that JC's jungler is the chief jungler of the LCK (Korea). Facing Ye Shen, he looks like a diamond."

Jingnan's eyes were hidden under the brim of his hat, "It's not that he's too weak, it's that Ye Shen is too strong."

The person next to him laughed, "By the way, I remember that the head coach of JC wants to sign you as a secret weapon against Ye Shen. Is there such a thing?"

Jing Nan didn't say anything, it was his default.

"Why don't you go, don't you dream of playing a career?"

Jing Nan leaned back, his whole face completely hidden in the shadow, avoiding the incandescent lamp, "I don't want to be in the same team as Smecta."

"You are biased." Jing Hao covered the light in front of Jingnan with his hand, "Could it be that you have a team you want to join?"

Jing Nan narrowed his eyes slightly. At this moment, the situation on the field was already one-sided. The Void Predator 10-0-5 controlled by Ye Shen, once confronted with someone, would definitely kill someone, making the opponent frightened.

The last scene—

The Void Reaver brandished his scythe and stood outside the spring, while the five Koreans hid in the spring and dared not come out.

Abuse spring!

Commentary A: "Ye Shen abused Quan? Hahahaha, the JC team abused the LPL second-seeded Quan in the semi-finals, danced wildly outside and turned on the icon, retaliation for retaliation!"

Commentary B: "Don't tell me, Ye Shen really has the spirit of compatriots, and they all returned—"

Shen Yehe finally lit up an icon: NOX.

Enemy base crystals are completely destroyed.

"We won—" commentator A shouted at the top of his lungs: "We are the champions!!!"

The voice of the on-site commentary was trembling, trying to calm down the emotions about to collapse, "3:0 with zero JC, clean and neat, for the first time in history, broke the curse that the LPL team has never been able to beat JC. Ten years, our LPL won the championship for the first time .”

Amidst the deafening shouts, the Korean host barely maintained his demeanor, "Congratulations to NOX for winning the championship. Next, I invite Mr. Jing Hao, chairman of the World Electronic Sports Association, to present awards to NOX."

With this sound, the director's camera swiped to the best viewing position in the middle of the middle.

Jingnan is wearing the iconic mask and hat of Akali, a member of the KDA girl group. The canine teeth on the mask are open, arrogant and unruly.The chairman of the e-sports association, sponsors, etc. sitting side by side with him seemed out of place.

Jing Nan raised his eyes, his left eye flashed across the camera, cold and calm.

Barrage in the Korean live broadcast room:

"My brother is so handsome."

"Wow, it's Brother Nan, you can actually see the number one Brother Nan in Hanbok."

Domestic live broadcast barrage:

"Who is this rebellious boy? I've never seen it before. Why are you sitting with the chairman of the e-sports association?"

"Killing eyes! Force the king himself."

"When it comes to pretending to be C, no one dares to talk about number one when this person is number two."

There was a moment of silence.

Commentator A immediately took up the conversation, "Speaking of which, I need to introduce the World E-Sports Association...Mr. Jing Hao is from Hua, and he is also one of the biggest sponsors of this World Championship."

Commentator B understands, "Looking at the camera, there are sponsors of Ben X, ... sponsors, thank you for your support!"

Turning back to the topic, Jing Hao has already walked in front of the members of the NOX team to present awards to the champion of this year's World Championship.

Jing Nan stood up, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked lazily towards the backstage.

"This is the player rest area, you can't enter..."

Jing Nan raised his hand, holding a small document between his fingertips.

"Excuse me Mr. Jing, please come in!"

In the backstage lounge of the NOX team, all the people in it came to the stage to celebrate winning the championship, only scattered coats and spare peripherals.

Jing Nan leaned against the wall, motionless.

After more than ten minutes, a group of people came down from NOX, but no one cared about Jingnan, surrounded by Shen Yehe and hurried into the room.

Jing Nan looked over the heads and looked at the center of the crowd.

Shen Yehe was injured?

I accidentally knocked it on the stage.

I saw Shen Yehe stretching out his right hand, the wrist to the forearm was as stiff as a stone sculpture, the team doctor took out the painkiller spray and sprayed it all over, then couldn't help shaking his head, "It's too cruel, if it were someone else, I couldn't even move my hand , You actually persisted for nearly two hours."

Shen Yehe's lips turned pale, but he laughed, "Is this hand useless?"

The team doctor sighed, "It depends on the follow-up examination and recovery."

Mid laner Wu De wiped away his tears, "It's all my fault. End the game early, and you won't be in so much pain."

Shen Yehe said, "It has nothing to do with you, just won the championship, hurry up and celebrate, it doesn't matter whether he can play professionally in the future."

There was a moment of silence in the team.

"Who are you?!" Someone raised his head unexpectedly and bumped into Jing Nan's eyes.

Jing Nan is tall and stands out in front of a group of skinny homeboys. He walked towards Shen Yehe.

Wu De pointed at Jing Nan, "Oh, I know you, the one who was sitting with the chairman of the E-sports Association on the big screen just now, that bully king!"

Jing Nan ignored the group of background sounds. He stretched out his left hand from his trouser pocket and pointed towards Shen Yehe, "Hello, my name is Jing Nan."

Shen Yehe shook hands with him back, "Shen Yehe, what can I do for you?"

"About SOLO."

"Is this person sick?!"

"My brother's hand is injured like this, do you still dare to make a date?"

"Touching porcelain on purpose! Is there a camera following me? I'm crazy about this guy——"

Shen Ye raised his hand vigorously, interrupting the whispers of the people around him. Although he was sitting, his eyes were on the same level as Jing Nan, "It would be fine at other times, but now, I'm afraid I won't be able to fight."

Jing Nan nodded, "It's okay, I'll wait for your injury to heal."

"What an idiot, where did this unknown person want to solo with my brother?! Brother, you actually agreed to him!" Wu De was furious.

"The total duration of the game could have ended 10 minutes earlier." Jing Nan turned his head slowly and looked at Wu De.

"What?" Wu De's voice became hoarse.

"Six minutes before the second game, you were at level 6, and the opponent's clockwork was at level [-]. When you Gank with your support, Silk Blood pressed Flash. In fact, the enemy's top laner and jungler had no skills at that time, so there was no need to flash. "

Wu De: "..." He turned to the head coach for help.

The head coach touches his nose, default.

Jing Nan's tone was calm and steady, "You jumped the tower with a rhythm, and ended up sending the opponent a wave of double kills, which made it impossible for the top laner to play at all. But it's okay, who is not a Gank in a Gank?"

Wu De was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves, "Don't think that because you are tall, I can't beat you—"

Shen Yehe gave a short and forceful smile, and drew back everyone's attention, "Since we won, let's talk about the replay later."

Wu De lost his previous arrogance, "Yes, yes!"

Jing Nan didn't pay attention to Wu De's provocation, he lowered his cap, and then said to Shen Yehe: "That's it, I'll come to you after your hand recovers."

Shen Yehe smiled, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Jing Nan left.

Wu De knelt in front of Shen Yehe, "Brother, whether you hurt or not, it's all my fault, woo woo woo..."

"It has nothing to do with you." Shen Yehe knew that this hand could not be kept, and it would be destroyed anyway, so it is better to bid farewell to the arena as a winner.

Wu De wrinkled his nose, "Who is that person? It's like pulling two to five to eighty thousand. I don't know if I thought Riot was run by his family."

"Didn't you introduce yourself just now?" Shen Yehe let the team doctor bandage him, and said with a smile.

"Isn't it just Jing Nan?" Wu De's face froze, "Damn it, the one who just gave us the award is called Jing Hao?"

Shen Yehe nodded.

Wu De: "..."

Wu De asked again: "Is the owner of the biggest sponsor of this World Championship surnamed Jing?"

Shen Yehe smiled and nodded.

Wu De felt that the Three Views had been shattered into scum, and could no longer stick together, "You have finally succumbed to the influence of the rich and powerful, so are you going to win him in solo, or lose to him? Or just sell yourself..."

Shen Yehe patted Wu De's head, "What are you thinking about. Don't tell others about my hand."