Jungle is super annoying

No one can say for sure about the status.

Sometimes it may be because I slept well last night, and my state is better today, and sometimes because I feel that something is wrong with holding the mouse, and the state becomes worse. Anyway, it is a very inexplicable feeling.

But Zhou You has been in a bit of a slump since the qualifying round. Although he won't be beaten to death by wild monsters, compared to his last move in the bubbling match and Xu Qiao's extreme home defense, his operation in the qualifying round is really good. Some stretched.

He Di didn't believe a word of the rumors that Zhou You refused to train well and usually didn't take a good rank on the Internet, because he was next to him, and he could see that Zhou You was the last one to leave the training room every day. Every day after he wakes up, the place around him is always cold. Zhou You gets up very early and sits in the training room playing rank from morning till night.

Zhou You seems very lost.

Today I managed to stop playing rank and concentrate on watching AST's game, but AST lost.

AST performed quite well in the whole game, but none of the positions could stand out. The three games were all managed by the Korean team. From vision to the suppression of the wild area, to personal ability and command obedience, everyone did a good job Both are better than the guys at AST.

AST became the first LPL team to withdraw from the World Championship.

He Di turned off the live broadcast, and reached out to turn off the webpage for Zhou You.

There was a moment of silence in the training room. QVG's three games were too suffocating. The whole team was like a machine, where they pointed and played very accurately. If they met such an opponent in the final, TNG would will fall into an unprecedented predicament.

"Let's go to rank." The coach said later.

Only then did the players open the client terminal and continue queuing up. Zhou You frowned and stared at the screen all the time. The foggy feeling of bewilderment came over him again, as if he was anxious about winning the championship, but not exactly, it should be A more... stronger emotion, but I don't know how to name it.

The phrase "it seems like I'm dreaming" that he said to He Di earlier was not a momentary nonsense, but a real feeling.

There is no sense of reality, no down-to-earth, everything is... like a dream.

Everything was to help He Di win the championship, but after entering the quarterfinals and semifinals, he was still in this state.

Zhou You rubbed his face violently, just as he took his hand away, He Di who was next to him handed over a piece of paper.

"Want to go for a walk?" He Di asked, "Anyway, there is still a while for the training match."

"Okay." Zhou You nodded and exited the queue.

It's already night now, and the breeze can feel the coolness, and the temperature at night just after the National Day has been pulled to the lowest point it can be pulled.

He Di didn't wear a coat, rubbed his arms, and then raised his head to look at the strange light ahead. People were drunk and staggered in the light, but their shadows were firm.

"Is it cold?" Zhou You asked, pulling away his coat.

"It's okay," He Di said, "We won't go too far, don't take it off."

Zhou You didn't listen, he took off his coat and put it on He Di, and put his hands in his trouser pockets, like a little boy in high school who had to pretend.

He Di didn't refuse too much, and put on his jacket. They were about the same size, and the zipper could still be closed. It was quite warm.

"Want something to drink?" He Di glanced at the milk tea shop, "I treat you."

"What's good to drink?" Zhou You asked.

He Di was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was asking what kind of milk tea is delicious, not what kind of milk tea is delicious, and he clicked helplessly: "It depends on whether you like fruit tea or milk tea."

Zhou You nodded ignorantly, stared at the list and pondered for a long time, and finally ordered the same cup as He Di.

The drinks ordered by the two of them could only be made iced, as if the palms of their hands were frozen, He Di switched hands and wiped the water on the palms of Zhou You's back with the other hand: "You dog. "

Zhou You clicked his tongue.

"You can still tsk, now," He Di smiled, and continued wiping with another hand, "I'll tell you."

"Tell me." Zhou You also reached out and rubbed his back.

"The first time I played a game, I sent 2-8," He Di said softly, "Can you imagine? At that time in LDL, a mid laner could die eight times in a game."

"The game against PLG.M?" Zhou You took a sip of milk tea.

"...Yes," He Di was a little shocked, "Did you watch all my matches?"

Probably more than once.

If you just watched it once, you probably wouldn't remember it so clearly, even remembering who your opponent is.

"Well," Zhou You sniffed a little embarrassedly, "Eight deaths in one game, then what?"

"And in the second game, I really wanted to prove myself," He Di continued, "I died seven times in the second game, and I still had zero output in the team fight, and I was defeated in the last second in the team battle in ten seconds and nine seconds away. Lose."

Zhou You put down the milk tea and turned to look at He Di.

"You should know later, right? I've been on the bench for half a season." He Di didn't look at him, but looked down at the cup of milk tea in his hand. "The coach told me that I was too impatient to see myself clearly. position, calm down for half a season, get up if you can, and go back to school if you can’t.”

At that time He Di was just 17 years old.

When he first entered the professional arena, he was pressed to the drinking fountain by the coach and sat on the bench for several months. When he played again, it was completely different.

"What about you?" He Di didn't wait for Zhou You to answer, "What's your position?"

"...Jungling." Zhou You replied in a daze.

"No," He Dile said, "I have been fighting with you for almost a year, so I must know that you are a jungler?"

Zhou You pursed his lips and took another sip of milk tea.

"I mean, have you thought it through clearly?" He Di narrowed his eyes, didn't look at him, but looked into the distance, his sight seemed to be unable to find a place, "In this World Championship, what do you want?" What do you do?"

"Help you win the championship." Zhou You responded quickly.

He Di was stunned for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, his gaze suddenly stopped in front of him, Zhou You followed his gaze, and saw Chen Ge appearing on that street, after a while, the AST team members also left from there come out.

The car should be parked there in the garage. The team members just got off the car, and their expressions were not very good-looking. He Di squinted his eyes and could only see Fu Chenghao and Chen Ge meeting. He couldn't see the expressions clearly, but he was sure. It was absolutely what they said.

After losing the game, the team members lost even the mood to eat, and went straight back to the hotel with their heads down, not seeing He Di and Zhou You standing here.

For some unknown reason, He Di dragged Zhou You to the opposite side of the street together, without anyone seeing them, but when he was about to walk over, Chen Ge suddenly looked across the street, as if he looked deeply at them glance.

How did they get together?

He Di took a sip of the milk tea, but took a mouthful of smoothie, and his mouth suddenly became icy, like an ice bird opened its mouth wide.

"Xu Qiao said he wants to drink milk tea." Zhou You took out his mobile phone at some point, "Everyone wants to drink, go buy it."

"...Okay." He Di looked in the direction of the hotel again, Chen Ge and Fu Chenghao had already entered the lobby, hesitated for a while, but He Di still didn't think about them.

The milk tea that Xu Qiao and the others wanted was not that fancy, it was available in the store where they just bought it, after a while the money had been transferred to Zhou You, and Zhou You paid for it, carrying the milk tea, and went with He Di Walking back, no one mentioned the two people they saw just now.

Before coming to the World Championships, Zhou You once asked He Di if there would be any problem with He Di's mentality when he went to the World Championships with Chen Ge Fu Chenghao.

The state of mind is as subtle as the state, and it is also something that I cannot control. At that time, He Di only thought for a while, and replied with certainty: "No."

"Really?" Zhou You asked.

"...Well," He Di smiled, "I just think it's pointless to dwell on these things all the time. It's been so long, it's time to look forward."

But there is no need to mention it deliberately.

but……

Zhou You didn't quite understand the location and other issues that He Di mentioned.

Does he have other positions in the field besides jungler?

The reason why he came to play professionally was because of He Di, just to win the championship for He Di.

Is there another reason?

Zhou You couldn't figure it out.

He and He Di waited at the door for a while, and waited for the next elevator before entering the hotel lobby, and waited for the elevator at the door.

A few people in the temporary training room had already urged No.30 milk tea in the group, and He Di could only take a photo of the milk tea to let them look at plum blossoms to quench their thirst.

The players of lpl and lck live here. TNG and AST live on the same floor, but on different sides. Relatively speaking, the training room is far away.

But what neither of them expected was that they could hear Chen Ge's voice the moment they got out of the elevator.

The soundproofing effect of the hotel room is very good, not to the point that a word can be heard clearly, but at this moment they did hear Chen Ge's extremely angry words, and shouted out: "I won't do it again. Help you!"

He Di and Zhou You walked out of the elevator, turned their heads to look at the other side, and saw that the voice was coming from AST.

"Why are you yelling so loudly?" Fu Chenghao's voice was very low, "Could it be that you just forgot that time before? I have proof."

He Di subconsciously held his breath, but he didn't hear Fu Chenghao's next words clearly, he only heard one sentence: "...If I stab the league side, you will be finished."

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