The strongest king

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LC's base was almost deathly silent, and the restlessness seemed to have finally stopped, because their summer had come to an early end, much earlier than expected.

Not only was it a failure in the playoffs, but their exit in the first round had greatly affected their points. The points in the summer split were higher than in the spring split. No one knew the outcome of the subsequent games. All I could say was, LC In theory, he still has the qualifications to enter the qualifiers.

Everything is theoretical, and it doesn't feel good to have your fate in the hands of others.

Even the comments on the Internet were unanimously bad-mouthing, saying that the last few games of LC's regular season were really just flashbacks.

Zhang Fanyan has been playing Rank against the computer machine since returning to the base. If Rank doesn't want to play, he quits and replaces it with a human machine to make up the knife. Looking at the number of gold coins that pop out after each soldier dies, Zhang Fanyan has a strange feeling in his heart.

When he was in the gymnasium, Su Zhe cried with his arms around him. He only felt his tears flow out, and other feelings seemed to be not his own, and even his voice was released.After he came back, he had been in front of the computer, typing on the keyboard habitually, but his heart was surprisingly calm.

I don't know what kind of emotions to use to face everything now.

At the end of each season, he feels that he should be able to improve in the next season and be closer to the championship. Now his third season is coming to an end, but he is farther and farther away from his dream.

Zhang Fanyan suddenly felt that her career was a joke.

However, he kept swiping his sword to make up soldiers in his hand, without blinking his eyes.

The teammates didn't talk much to each other. Everyone needed to be quiet. Everyone thought that after the trough of the regular season, things would get better. Who knew that waiting for them turned out to be a worse ending.

When the last knife fell, Zhang Fanyan went off the assembly line, pushed the keyboard hard on the table, got up and walked out.Everyone looked at him with a serious face, and then looked at each other, Peng Yang originally wanted to go out with him, but Su Zhe gave him a wink and went out before him.

Su Zhe ran a few steps before catching up with Zhang Fanyan who had gone far away.

"Why are you going in the middle of the night!"

Zhang Fanyan shook off Su Zhe's hand, and continued walking in silence.

Su Zhe looked at his receding back, and suddenly said loudly: "I shouldn't be instructing to fight dragons! I'm sorry!"

Zhang Fanyan stopped, turned around, and smiled helplessly, "Have you forgotten what Anxi said the most? Losing a game is never the fault of one person."

"But if I didn't add that sentence in the end, we might push it up." Su Zhe walked forward slowly, and faced Zhang Fanyan, "I'm sorry."

"What's the use of saying sorry ten thousand times?"

"We... still have a chance."

Su Zhe stretched out his hand and wanted to hold Zhang Fanyan as usual, but Zhang Fanyan pushed his whole body away. He lost control and took a few steps backwards, only to hear Zhang Fanyan yelling: "There is a chance! Unless the NAS stops in the top four! Otherwise, who I'll give you a chance! NAS beat BKA and DB, tell me how they lost! Treat everyone else as fools!"

As he shouted, he wished he could beat Su Zhe with his fist, "It doesn't matter to you whether you win or lose! You are a young master, you are better off than anyone else after retirement! Whether you like to fight or not! But, but I don't want my career Live like crap! You don't have dreams—I do!"

Zhang Fanyan shouted a little discouraged, and finally said in a trembling voice: "But it's too late now, the game...is over."

"It's not over yet." Su Zhe held Zhang Fanyan's hand and comforted him softly, "When did you become so pessimistic? You gave up before the match between NAS and DB started?"

Zhang Fanyan said with red eyes: "Then tell me how No.2 in the regular season will lose to a team that has just advanced in the summer split? As long as they lose, the positions of the teams in the upper half of the standings will almost change. NAS will do it by itself." If it’s not good, you have to press the line, this kind of game, will NAS lose?”

"But this is competitive sports." Su Zhe smiled, "Until the last second, never give up lightly."

"Then let me put it another way." Zhang Fanyan became even more powerless, "In the second and 10 minutes of the game, all the outer towers were lost, and the opponent's economy was ahead by 1. Do you think you can still win this kind of game? Sometimes it really doesn't matter. In the last minute of the game."

Su Zhe felt that Zhang Fanyan's question was really tricky. He was thinking about how to answer it when Zhang Fanyan murmured, "Don't talk about competitive sports. Competitive sports are only about winning and losing. You can say that because you really don't care. What is important to you? What's the use of saying sorry? Is it you who is wrong? Even if I can deal a little more damage, I won't end up like this." Speaking of this, Zhang Fanyan was a little emotional again, he Shouting almost at the top of his lungs: "I beat it up myself! Why the hell are you in such a hurry to take the blame! I'm the one who's the one!"

Zhang Fanyan kept shaking, Su Zhe was silent for a long time, just watching him sob.

Everyone knows that LC's ADC has a bad temper, and if he pokes a hornet's nest, it will definitely blow up, but now Zhang Fanyan is shouting and making noise in front of Su Zhe, Su Zhe only feels distressed.

From the spring split to the summer split, Zhang Fanyan never slacked off. In addition to regular training every day, she also practiced making up the knife.Making up damage is the basic skill of every player, and Zhang Fanyan must do his best even in these trivial things.

He is a very talented person, but also the hardest working person.

Because he is really eager for a championship trophy.

As Zhang Fanyan himself said, all the things he cheated in the spring split came back in the summer split.It's a pity that Zhang Fanyan and Su Zhe never seem to be in the right match. No matter how hard he carries, he can't lead a collapsed jungle, and they finally blow up in the playoffs.

Su Zhe knew that Zhang Fanyan wanted to say something all the time, but only when he couldn't bear it anymore did he yell at him.The five of them were in the conference room with the door closed that day, and he felt that Zhang Fanyan would pick up the chair and throw it on himself first.

But nothing.

Zhang Fanyan just lowered his head and said, I will practice more in the future, I will not force the line anymore, and the jungler can be separated to take care of the middle.When I don't do well, you can scold me, as long as you can win, you can do anything.

It is said that Zhang Fanyan has a childish temper, but sometimes he is sensible.

Su Zhe looked at Zhang Fanyan, Zhang Fanyan clenched his fists tightly and bit his lip, "If I can stand a second longer in a team fight, I won't lose. I can win... um..."

There was a warm touch on the lips, Zhang Fanyan stared at Su Zhe's face who was close at hand, and then bit down hard, "You are fucking crazy!"

Su Zhe licked the corner of his mouth to make sure Zhang Fanyan hadn't bitten him, and said with a smile: "Has anyone told you that you are really annoying."

Zhang Fanyan stared at Su Zhe with an expression about to explode.

"Don't look at me like that. I really don't understand why you have to sentence yourself to death so early. Is it fun to immerse yourself in the tragic story you made up? I don't care, but you think you are the only one in the world who has dreams? Then Your dream is really precious." Having said this, Su Zhe's expression suddenly became serious, "The tears should be shed when the real candidate loses the election, and everything you say now is nonsense."

Zhang Fanyan's expression didn't change, Su Zhe felt that he was like some kind of cub, who didn't know the existence of external objects but would still face everything with his teeth bared.He thought of the month of Zhang Fanyan's birthday, and he was really a lively little lion, not a little tyrannosaurus.

Thinking of this, Su Zhe laughed again.

"I think of a funny thing, you know, the fortune teller said that everything will go well in my life, and everything I want will come true. I used to think so. I didn't seem to have any troubles since I was a child. I never gave anything. I worked hard, but got a lot more than others. Until I came to LC, I thought there was nothing difficult in this world." The corner of Su Zhe's mouth curled up when he spoke, "But later, I really encountered the biggest problem. No fight I've ever played -- just you alone makes me feel like a headwind from start to finish. But I still don't think it's that bad."

Su Zhe lifted Zhang Fanyan's chin and pecked lightly, "You can live in your own tragic world to your heart's content, I am going to win the championship, do you believe that I have this fate?"

On the second day of the game, Zhang Fanyan sat in front of the computer and saw the end from beginning to end. NAS took away DB with a beautiful [-]-[-] to advance to the semi-finals. Watching the crystal explode, Zhang Fanyan's heart fell into the abyss.He tried to believe Su Zhe's words, but the reality ran counter to it.

NAS's next opponent is BKA. Judging from the past record and current state, the suspense in this game is actually not big, especially the cooperation between the middle and field of NAS is becoming more and more tacit. It is not easy to find a breakthrough from them. .

Zhang Fanyan felt that he really shouldn't listen to Su Zhe's nonsense, and the despair came from no hope.

Before the list of qualifiers was officially determined, everyone had no intention of training, and basically played Rank every day, and then watched other people's games.

See how their own destiny is manipulated by others.

This taste is really uncomfortable.

The playoffs lasted for ten days and were held at intervals. On the days when there were no games to watch, everyone seemed to have nothing to do.

Zhang Fanyan eats and sleeps every day, and occasionally goes to the post bar forum, but it turns out that it is full of rhythmic posts, and everyone looks like the Qing Dynasty is about to die, which makes him even more distressed.

The way to escape from reality in the past was to sleep, but now he doesn't dare to sleep anymore, and all kinds of negative emotions make him restless in his dreams.What he dreamed most often was when he was in the quarter-finals of the finals last season. In a foreign city, he silently watched the crystal explosion photos, the haze and fire, and he tried to shout, hit me, don't tear me down. crystal!But his screen was black and white, and he couldn't speak.

Accompanied by the word failure, Zhang Fanyan opened his eyes abruptly, and in front of him was the ceiling of his room.

Even though it was midsummer, Zhang Fanyan felt very cold.

He never wanted to see that picture again.

He got up and sat on the bed in a daze. It was neither early nor late, and Su Zhe was not in the room.

No longer sleepy, Zhang Fanyan got dressed and got up, washed up and went to the training room.Unexpectedly, Su Zhe was playing Rank in the training room.

Zhang Fanyan walked over, Su Zhe glanced at him, "Good morning."

"Ah."

Su Zhe just finished a round, turned to Zhang Fanyan and said, "Do you have anything to do this afternoon?"

"No."

"How about we go on a date."

Zhang Fan looked at Su Zhe with a paralyzed face, and curled his lips in disdain, "Are you sick?"

"Have you forgotten? This afternoon is the NAS Final Four." Su Zhe smiled, "Don't you want to go to the scene to see what fate looks like?"