Jungle is super annoying

The semi-finals can be said to be near misses.

The first two games of Zhou You played erratically with one win and one loss, but the third game suddenly fell silent. He let go of his jungle invasion rhythm to allow He Di and Cheng Mingyun to develop normally. It was safely handed over to Xu Qiao.

Leading 2 to 1, Zhou You finally stood up when all the commentators and commentators were guessing whether the opponent would win another set and dragged the match to fifth.

He was silent for more than half a month, as if he finally woke up, and returned to his usual level in LPL.

The fourth dragged the game to the late stage, when the role of a blind monk was almost only a roundabout kick, Zhou You insisted on relying on this "almost only" to play a very beautiful wave of team starts.

A team that can reach the ADC is a good team. If it happens to be able to get a mid laner, it will be a shockingly good team. Zhou You's blind monk kicked around and kicked, and he just missed the edge and kicked the AD together at the extreme distance. Shan, Cheng Mingyun and Zheng Rui yelled "nice!" at the same time, He Di and Xu Qiao had already caught up with the output.

The most frightening thing is that this wave of wandering circles flashed a string of candied haws, touched his eye, and ran away. Silk Blood ran to the side and ate a fruit, then punished the wild monster to restore blood, killed a carbine, and directly ended the game at 3 to 1.

TNG entered the final 3-1.

Zhou You was very happy when he stepped down from the stage, as if the haze a while ago was an illusion of everyone, he put his arm around He Di's neck and followed closely back to the lounge.

Although there is no time to eat and drink after winning this competition, Zhou You is still happy.

It has been confirmed that TNG will play against NK in the finals. The two teams who have played against each other countless times in the LPL guitar are not so nervous. Although it is useless to be nervous, it is better to be happy.

When He Di was pushed against the wall, he was still wondering if Zhou You was too happy.

Hot hands were floating around his body, and He Di put one hand on Zhou You's shoulder. The lights in the room were not turned on. He could only tell from Zhou You's impatient movements and trembling breathing that Zhou You was very excited.

"Hey." He Di was hurt a little by him, sighed and leaned against the wall, "Are you so happy?"

"Yeah!" Zhou You leaned on his shoulder and took a while to get off.

Into the finals!

The next game will be played in a very large stadium, and the championship trophy can be seen as soon as you look up.

The trophy that He Di had been thinking about for a long time.

I used to think that the long way to win the championship was just around the corner. Although I might not necessarily win the championship, I was always worried that I couldn't do anything well, so I might as well take advantage of the joy of entering the finals to have fun.

Before the finals, a series of promotional videos, photos, and pre-match trash talk were shot. Fans dubbed this finals the LPL Autumn Games. After all, the two final teams are both from the LPL. When their own family beat their own family, the fans focused on supporting themselves. home team.

The schedule is busy, and the various shootings on weekdays are also busy. If I have a little time, I will use it to rank and review every game with NK.

The number of fights with NK is not too small, but this time, He Di always feels a sense of freshness, and...

He Di stretched his waist and stared at Zhou You in his spare time.

Zhou You is really like a child.

Emotions affect his mentality and he goes up and down. I don’t know what words I said to help him get rid of his demons. Anyway, in the past few days, rank has won ten consecutive victories and rushed to the first place in the national server. It is even worse than before the world championship. fierce.

Puberty is a little kid with good moods and bad moods.

Seeing that he was fighting a wave of team battles, He Di suddenly had a whim, and stretched out his hand to pinch his face. The roaming operation didn't stop at all, and he only glanced at He Di after the team battle: "What's wrong?"

"Hey," He Di sighed, "It's changed so fast."

"Huh?" Zhou You didn't understand.

"Back when I pulled you casually, you blushed and your heart beat," He Di braced his face, "Now I can't even pinch your face."

He could even finish the team battle without taking a breath.

Gee.

Zhou You ignored him, insisted on finishing his hand, didn't even click the confirmation below the victory, and quickly took off the earphones.

He Di was still holding his face, looking at the screen boredly. He queued up for almost 10 minutes, but he still couldn't start a game.

Zhou You reached out to grab his hand, and He Di twitched back reflexively: "What are you doing?"

"Give me your hand." Zhou You said, and grabbed his hand again.

"Are you sick?" He Di pulled back his hand while dodging.

Zhou You was very stubborn. He aimed at He Di's hand and kept holding it. He Di was so happy that he handed it to him. Zhou You held it and pressed it directly on his chest, saying, "I'm jumping."

"If you don't dance, you're dead." He Di was suddenly very grateful for the location arrangement of this temporary training room. There were not many people sitting here, and none of the neighbors came yet.

"I've been dancing all the time," Zhou You said, "I'll be happy if you touch me."

"Ah." He Di didn't know what to say.

"But I'm done now," Zhou You said, "I can't express it casually."

Be mature.

Be unafraid to be flattered or humiliated like an adult... Of course, you can still be surprised when facing He Di.

"Yes." He Di said with a smile.

Zhou You just turned 18 during the World Championship, so the team bought a cake for him, and didn't celebrate much. He Di planned to give him another one later.

I haven't figured out exactly how to make it up, but I will do it anyway. After all, Zhou You has already written "I miss you" on his face every time he touches him in the room, which is quite obvious.

Wait until the game is over.

He Di stretched again. He has become more and more lazy to move recently, and the most exercise he does all day long is stretching.

At noon on the day of the final, Zhou You didn't even eat much for lunch, probably because he was too nervous and lost his appetite, so He Di ordered a takeaway for him in the waiting room, and stuffed it in.

Although you can't eat too much when playing games, you can't be too hungry, otherwise you won't be able to concentrate well.

At this moment, the audience has already entered the arena, and they can hear the music in front of them, and they can hear the sound of the lecture hall when walking in the corridor. The sound insulation is not so good, and the tension is raised all of a sudden.

No matter how many finals he has played in, He Di will always feel nervous.He wiped the sweat from his trouser legs, watching the coaches lay out all the tactics they had prepared these days.

The previous performances had already started. Before the theme song of this year was played, the five starters of TNG were called to the backstage area, where they hid in the dark, and appeared on the stage after the climax of the song.

The audience in the audience immediately cheered. He Di was standing next to Zhou You. Out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to straighten his back the moment the lights came on, and took a nervous breath.

After the song was played and the team introduction was over, He Di hugged Zhou You: "Are you nervous?"

"I wasn't nervous just now," Zhou You said sincerely, "When you hug me, I get nervous."

"I won't hit you again." He Di laughed.

"Oh." Zhou You rubbed his nose.

It's hard.

If you have no reaction, you will be said not to blush and your heart will not beat, but if you have a reaction, you will be said not to hit you.

But you still need to be politely tense when you are nervous.

Zhou You closed his eyes, leaned back on the gaming chair, listened carefully and could hear the voices of the audience below, although it couldn't cover the sound of the music, there was always a rustling.

"Come here," the coach greeted over there, "Come here, you're about to play."

"Say something encouraging." Cheng Mingyun looked at him.

"I have a hunch that we will definitely win," the coach looked at a few people, "As long as we play steadily and play according to the training game, we will definitely win, ok?"

"Okokok." Xu Qiao and Zheng Rui answered very perfunctorily.

"We'll take a one-month vacation!" said the team leader, raising his arms.

"Just blow it up," Cheng Mingyun pointed to the photographer next to him, "It can be recorded here, and we will go on strike collectively if there is no holiday."

"It's really yours." He Dile thought about it for a long time, "If we win, let's go on a trip."

"Good!" Zhou You was the first to stand up and applaud.

"Try a picnic?" Xu Qiao asked.

Zheng Rui looked at the few people present, thought carefully, pondered over and over again, and finally asked sincerely: "Are we going to have a picnic or to be savages?"

Do you have basic life knowledge?

Which one of you here is not a fancy but not useful household waste that only cooks sauce in the wild?

Zheng Rui thought about it for a long time, and felt that traveling around was more reliable.

After all, I saw him cooking before, even though it was just fried rice in the middle of the night.

Several people had fun for a long time, and finally decided to go out for a picnic after the end of the World Championship.

The staff next to them didn't understand how they talked about the picnic. Anyway, the team atmosphere became more relaxed, and they were not as dignified when they went to the stage. They all walked up with keyboards in their hands and expressions.

The debugging was completed early in the morning, and it is enough to put on the earphones now, but He Di still habitually said "Hello", and Zhou You answered immediately: "I can hear you."

"Who will carry today?" He Di pulled a piece of paper to wipe the sweat from his palms, "Who will stand up."

"I'm carry, I'm carryy." The coach stood behind and said.

"Eye assists, right?" Cheng Mingyun was amused.

"I'm carrying." Zhou You said.

He Di turned his head and glanced at him, smiled and said nothing, but a group of people in the voice had already happily responded, "Carry well, and if you don't carry, your leg will be broken."

After the bp was in full swing, the exciting music was poured into their ears from the headset, Zhou You adjusted the headset, looked ahead, the trophy was in the middle of the stage, and a silver-white light hit the sky. From above, it looks as if the trophy is glowing.

A trophy coveted by countless professional players.

He Di struggled for six or seven years but failed to get the trophy.

Zhou You took a deep breath, and heard He Di's various commands and arrangements about the first-level regiment, including the analysis of the follow-up lineup in the earphones. In the match of the World Finals, the blue team TNG will play against the red team NK in this game."