Don't play a career, let me be beautiful [E-sports]

When the players on the field took off their headphones, there was only madness left in the entire venue.

At that moment, I only felt that the lights of the whole world seemed to be scattered on them.

Even Lin Duyi, who should have been accustomed to the finals, was in a trance for a moment.

From the time when I decided to participate in the Olympics to the present, whether it is long or short, there is only a fleeting feeling left at this moment.

The slight soreness on the wrist became a clear testimony of all the hard work in this period of time.

Lin Duyi sat on the seat and stared at the victory subtitles on the computer screen for a while, then turned his head to look, his eyes passed by Mi Feibai who was sitting in the middle laner position, but he didn't catch the The figure in the jungle position.

Just being slightly dazed, he felt someone pat him on the shoulder.

Before Lin Duyi could turn around in the next second, a familiar and wide embrace fell down heavily.

"Win! Congratulations to Lin Duyi, three gold medals!" Lu Xiulian couldn't hide his flying tone, just passing by his ears. Clear heartbeat.

The exclamations around him made it difficult to distinguish whether it was because of winning the championship or because of such actions on the field, but Lin Duyi didn't care so much anymore, and opened his arms very generously, giving Lu Xiulian a hug in return: "Thanks."

Immediately afterwards, the players in the spectator area and the substitute area also rushed up one after another.

Pang Ming took the lead, and after giving hugs one by one, he began to hand the national flags to each team member one by one, while plausibly saying: "I promised to give each of you a national flag! I didn't miss any of them! How about it, Fat Lord, I will do what I say!"

After three consecutive games with an overly intense rhythm, Chi Guan's brows and eyes were somewhat tired.

He was slowly relaxing his wrist joints, and he also smiled when he heard the words: "Not bad, keep it up."

"With this attitude, why do you always feel that you are perfunctory to me?" Pang Ming keenly grasped the point, but was quickly overturned boldly, "But it's not a big problem! I'm happy today, and I don't have the same knowledge as you!"

The whole noisy scene was shown in the live broadcast room through the camera of the director.

Then all the audience saw all the players of the Huaguo team, encouraged by Pang Ming, wearing the Huaguo national flag and circling around the scene as winners.

Although, the few people walking at the end seemed to be somewhat absent-minded and forced to do business.

Until the Hua Guo players came back around the field, the staff came to remind them with a sad face: "Don't rush to celebrate, have you forgotten some procedures?"

Everyone in the Hua Guo team looked at a loss: "What process?"

It wasn't until they looked in the direction indicated by the staff that they remembered that as the winning team, they seemed to have forgotten to shake hands with the losing team, the US team.

In the end, the link was added.

But waiting until this time to make up, made the atmosphere in the handshake process even more subtle.

By this time, though, not even Marshall could say anything sarcastic.

On the contrary, Han Xinjue extended his hand in a friendly manner: "The professional league in the second half of the year will wait for you at the World Championship."

Marshall stared fixedly at the face in front of him, and after a long silence, he shook his hand back: "I won't lose to you again."

Han Xinjue smiled back: "Me neither, this year's world champion will be UTO."

Han Xinjue seldom uttered such cruel words, which made Marshall look at him in surprise.

At this moment, a hand stretched out untimely, and shook Marshall forcefully: "I'm sorry, this year's world champion depends on us."

Marshall, Han Xinjue: "."

Lin Duyi was at the back, rubbing the space between his brows, and pulled back a certain butterfly that was flying over his head.

This time, the process after the end of the e-sports team project took a full hour and a half.

At the scene of the awards ceremony, when the Chinese national flag was raised for the third time on the e-sports field, all the Chinese people stood up and sang the national anthem neatly and excitedly.

Such a scene was so exciting that when it came to the post-match interview session, even though they knew it was a live broadcast, the coaches and players of the Huaguo E-sports team were still on top.

Wen Yan faced the camera with a smile like a flower: "It can only be said that we deserve the three gold medals! As for the biggest hero, of course it should be TheONE. Well... the only pity is that this year's Olympic Games I haven’t been able to play too many times. I will definitely improve myself and strive to become a three-gold player in the next session! You are asking a question, what do you mean I will have the opportunity to participate in the next session? Not just four years Well, those old players definitely have no chance, but I'm still young!"

Han Xinjue, an elderly player who was shot: "EYE is not wrong. Although I have no plans to retire in the near future, I should not be able to be active in this field after four years. However, being able to participate in this year's Olympics has already made me I am very satisfied. What is the thing I want to say the most? Then I must take this opportunity to express my gratitude to my teammates. This time in the Olympics, I am not perfecting them, but he is perfecting me. Before I came to participate in the selection, I actually still There was a period of confusion, but thanks to them, I am now more determined about my future path.”

"Damn! I should go back. After all, the contract has just been signed, and I get along well with my teammates. I have some feelings. But if there is a chance, I will invite all the giants in China to visit me during the transfer window. This hard-working little jungler, I am also very good, look at me!" When asked if he was going to return to China for development, Pang Ming's entire face was almost on the camera, and his tone was true, "I have a patriotic heart! "

Others expressed their opinions one after another: "Thank you for the growth brought to us during the Olympics, and we must prepare well for the professional league in the second half of the year when we go back."

Chi Guan was too tired to deal with it because he wanted to go back to rest. "Well, I'm very happy to win the championship. I have nothing else to say, thank you."

Zhong Jingsheng answered: "Same as above."

As soon as these two people came, the difficulty of the interview seemed to have entered the hell mode from the easy mode.

Reporter: "QAQ"

Fortunately, the coaching staff next to him was willing to help out, and several coaches answered a series of questions very officially.

When asked if there was any rumor about TheONE entering a professional club, Fang Heng’s originally excited expression immediately withered: “Unfortunately, as far as I know, there is no. But I must say, TheONE refuses to become a professional player.” It is the loss of our entire e-sports circle, absolutely!"

Lin Duyi and Lu Xiulian suddenly disappeared for a while just after the awards ceremony, and they just came back at this time, and as soon as they approached, they heard Fang Heng's heartbroken words.

Lu Xiulian was directly amused: "Coach Fang, there's no need for such a pity. After all, if we really want to fight, we must rely on us to join. This way, it will increase your opponents on the field!"

"What, TheONE wants to go to you... KOY?!"

Fang Heng almost got tongue-tied, and suddenly looked over.

The reporter also hurriedly turned around, almost throwing the microphone directly in Lu Xiulian's face.

Lu Xiulian: "...No, I'm just making an analogy."

The people next to them raised their ears: "."

However, everyone else had already interviewed them, so there were only the last two people left, so they took advantage of the opportunity to interview them.

The first few questions were very simple, but Lu Xiulian was obviously in a good mood at the moment, answering whatever was asked, smiling without any sign of impatience.

It wasn't until the end of the question that he suddenly remembered something, and politely signaled the reporter: "Wait a minute."

Then, Lin Duyi saw Lu Xiulian looking towards him.

For a moment, he seemed to realize something: "..."

Sure enough, in the next second, Lu Xiulian approached Lin Duyi's ear mysteriously, and asked in a low voice, "Does what you promised before count?"

Lin Duyi: "."

Lu Xiulian was very face-saving: "If you want to say that you are not ready, I am actually not that anxious."

Lin Duyi: "... I can do it."

Lu Xiulian raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you sure?"

Lin Duyi paused, then nodded slowly.

In fact, ever since Lu Xiulian approached him, the camera has been chasing him.

I don't know if it's a problem with the light, but Lin Duyi's lips seem to be surprisingly red in the picture.

And the most important thing is that although the voice is very soft, every word and sentence has been collected by the high-end radio equipment.

The reporter glanced at the reaction of the bullet screen in the live broadcast room from the corner of his eye, and hesitated for a while, should he tell those two people... Actually, they can all hear it?

The reporter struggled for a while, but finally decided to face his conscience.

However, just when he was about to remind him, Lu Xiulian had already finished the conversation, stood up straight and cleared his throat: "Well, actually, we still have something to do..."

Lu Xiulian's brows were slowly wrinkled, and his tone seemed to be still trying to decide the specific words in a slightly elongated state.

Then, he looked back at Lin Duyi silently.

When the four eyes meet, you can see the look in each other's eyes flickering slightly.

Immediately afterwards, I didn't know what to think of, and suddenly smiled.

In the next second, fans around the world in the live broadcast room saw that Lu Xiulian suddenly reached out and grabbed the gold medal belt around Lin Duyi's neck, pulled him closer, and kissed him deeply.

On-site reporter: "!!"

The completely crazy barrage in the live broadcast room: [! ? 】

Lin Duyi obviously didn't expect this person to come out of the closet when he came out, and chose such an overly simple and rude method of directly kicking the door of the closet open.

Until Lu Xiulian released him, he glanced in the direction of the camera lens from the corner of his eye, and rubbed the red-hot ears pretending to be calm.

In the end, he muttered something in a low voice, which was regarded as his answer to Lu Xiulian: "I have done what I promised, are you satisfied?"

Lu Xiulian's fingertips gently wrapped around Lin Duyi's palm.

The roots of the ears were also red all the way to the neck, but the smile on the brows could not be hidden: "Very satisfied."