The Crown on a Wheelchair [Esports]

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I wish I had grown a pair of wings

#微言?2016NPL Spring Finals#

[May 5, what do you want to say to them on the field? 】

[KL!rush! ! ART!rush! ! 】

【Youth is like fire, surpass yourself】

[@FRI don't care about other people's evaluation, be yourself]

[Gu Shao, I live next door to your house, your father said that if you can't even play well, don't come back]

【Serein: My big knife is already hungry and thirsty】

[The legend is Bee's final battle, is it true, I can't bear it]

【Like the lich's long hair, 5555】

[Praise for Nightwish - by The Silence of the Lambs]

"Thank you for your concern and support. No matter where I am, I will never forget my original intention..."

Xia Liang recited her lines silently, while replying to the private messages on Weibo line by line.

At the request of the sponsors, the event party held a warm-up event on the roof of Hongxin Tiandi. The form was not limited to interviews, but also expanded into fun games and interactive sessions with relatives and friends.

Domestic voices then reached a climax.

Just as Xia Liang saw "The Silence of the Lambs", the doorbell rang.

Chu Yiming stood in the aisle in front of the door. He didn't approach anyone, and just opened the closet casually: "How are you? I'm busy these two days, so I can't accompany you. There is a variety show on the left and right, so you just let go and play." Others are handled by public relations."

"Brother Lan." Xia Liang thought for a while and said, "Is there really no need for a physical examination before the game?"

Chu Yiming said, "Why, do you want a physical examination?"

Xia Liang quickly stopped: "I don't want to."

Chu Yiming said, "Then why ask?"

Xia Liang said: "You still have to ask. If you don't declare it, if something happens to me, it will be the responsibility of the club."

In the closet, the team uniforms were neatly folded underneath.

Chu Yiming stretched out his hand to stroke the empty crossbar, and said to the cabinet door, "You're joking, I can tell."

Xia Liang sat up, put her feet crossed in front of her, and put on her socks.

"Okay." Chu Yiming said, "Then I'll tell you a joke too."

Xia Liang spread out her hands as a gesture of invitation.

"Last year, I had a cyst on my face." Chu Yiming rubbed his left cheek, "The family was anxious and afraid of leaving scars, so they sent me to the mountain villa for physical therapy. As a result, the cyst grew bigger and bigger. It's getting bigger and bigger, as big as a steamed bun."

Seeing Chu Yiming's gestures, Xia Liang burst out laughing.

"How did it work out in the end, do you know?" Chu Yiming strode back and forth in the closet, rolled up his sleeves and said, "My friend and I played in queue, insisted on staying up late eating fried chicken and receiving high-energy radiation from the screen, half a month later, alright."

Xia Liang said, "It's true."

Chu Yiming said: "I won't lie to you, the doctor who gave me physical therapy almost lost his job because of this incident."

Xia Liang said: "Then I will learn from you."

Chu Yiming nodded.

In 10 minutes, Xia Liang finished cleaning with the help of the nurse.

"So, being in a good mood is a panacea." Chu Yiming accompanied him to the door of the room, took out his mobile phone and snapped a photo, and said with a smile, "Nightwish, I don't care about the wave of bloody counterattacks when you played QWG What do you think in the operator's heart, I only know that you will definitely do that, go forward boldly, and go to his medical report."

Xia Liang put the phone back in his pocket: "Thank you Brother Lan."

The elevator doors are closed.

The phone rings.

Chu Yiming turned on the speakerphone.

"Alan, the auditor is here." Guo Chen said, "This time ART can only win, not lose."

"I'll come and deal with it right now." Chu Yiming said, "It's still the same sentence, don't tell the players the news, let them go into battle easily."

The call lasted only half a minute.

Chu Yiming turned around and rushed to his own battlefield.

There is an open-air football field on the roof of Hongxin Tiandi Building.

The early summer sun shines on the turf, and the air is full of earthy fragrance.

When the ART players arrived, the KL players had already arrived and the venue had been set up.The event party is receiving guests from all walks of life participating in the event, men and women, family and friends of the team members, and lucky spectators who have won tickets.

A street singer plays a guitar and sings.

The woman next to him is wearing a white T-shirt.

Xia Liang couldn't walk up the steps, so he had to let the nurse push him around the small slope next to him, but just as he went down the slope, before he could see the whole face, he was stopped by a football goal.

"Could it be that I'm going to play football soon."

"Long time no see, Nightwish."

"Huh?" Through the grid of the goal, Xia Liang saw a woman in a white T-shirt walking towards him.

She was the reporter who had interviewed him, April.

Si Yue waved to the staff, quickly moved the goal away, and said to Xia Liang: "This is a prop that will be used later. They all thought that no one would go from here, so they put it here first."

Xia Liang seemed to have passed away, and then smiled.

"Miss April!"

"I'm still in charge of the interview part." Si Yue pointed to the other side of the court, and enthusiastically introduced the situation, "Wind's artist friends sang, Serein and Gu Yu love sports, and the activities started as soon as they arrived. It's good to be young."

Xia Liang found Ji Tian in the crowd.

Ji Tian stepped on the football and pointed Jiangshan towards the penalty area.

A striking red scoreboard hangs in the center of the football field.

The rest of ART are listening to the referee say the rules.

The rules are very simple. The challenger shoots, the defender keeps the goal. At the end of one round, the two sides switch positions and proceed to the next round. Finally, the score is counted. The player with the highest score wins.

This idea was brought up by Zhou Qiong after asking Zhang Mingchen. Not only is the program effective, but it can also cultivate a sense of collective honor without playing wild with one's heart.

"But Sis Siyue, I'm sure I won't be able to participate in the shooting. Isn't there only one less person in our team?" Xia Liang pressed the slow forward button and said pragmatically, "Why don't you help me react to the competition team and send me directly?" One ball."

"It's been a long time, it's different." Si Yue said, "You used to dare not say that."

"Yes, yes, it's wrong to send the ball." Xia Liang said, "It's better to send the black pineapple directly, right?"

But when passing by the dessert stand, a pink balloon took his attention away from Ji Tian.

"Sister Siyue, she is..." Xia Liang stopped.

The balloon is strapped to the armrest of the wheelchair, and the girl sits at the football table, concentrating on swinging the joystick.

"It seems that Lisa forgot to tell you." Si Yue said, "She is your opponent today, Park Dongye's sister, Park Hyeyoung, the first disabled volunteer in NPL history."

Xia Liang was slightly startled: "It's her, she came to cheer for Dong Ye."

Park Hye Young is prettier in person than in photos.

Even though there are no legs under the fairy skirt fluttering in the wind.

Xia Liang has always known that this year's spring competition is a milestone in his career path. His wonderful performances time after time conquered the hearts of the audience, and his victories time after time shattered the doubts brought about by the version...

He gave love and blood, but also has the deepest regret.

He was tormented by the relationship between himself and Ji Tian, ​​who was both an enemy and a friend, and for a while he forgot the time.

Time has pushed everyone to the cusp.

This is Park Dongyeop's last domestic competition.

As the first batch of foreign aid stationed in China, Park Dongye made an indelible contribution to NPL. He was not for money and fame, but just to accompany his younger sister Park Hye Young who went abroad for exchange with excellent results.

Flags are waved and whistles are sounded.

"Group A! Line up!" The referee organized the game.

The team members from both sides met and had a spat, Li Gui and Ji Tian were the first to bear the brunt, while Chang Jinwen was full of trash talk.

Young people sparkle.

"Shoot!" The host fried wheat.

……

Park Hye-young pulled the joystick, turned her wrist, and the striker shot the ball into the goal.

After Park Dongye scored the goal, he immediately returned to Park Huiying's side and patiently taught her to control the strength.

"Huiying, pass the ball hard in the backcourt, but in the frontcourt, you need to use it four or two times."

"Why do you still speak Chinese when you talk to me?" Park Hye Young turned her head, smiled mischievously, and said in Korean, "Leave me alone, don't you want an interview soon? Prepare well."

The balloon's noose cuts out the armrest.

Park Dongye caught and gently tied Park Huiying's wrist.

At this time, Xia Liang and Si Yue had arrived at the dessert station and table football area.

"Thank you brother." Park Huiying looked at Xia Liang who was in the same situation as her, and asked Park Dongye, "Is he Yewish? He looks so thin, so he may not be better at table football than me."

Pu Dongye's smile contained pampering: "You are so good, you can learn everything quickly."

Xia Liang and Si Yue went up to greet them.

Afterwards, the interview with the No. [-] mid laner of the national server began, and Si Yue and Park Dongye went to the studio.

Team activities are still going on.

The referee flips the scoreboard.

KL Domination: ART Invincible - 4:4;

……

On the real football field, everyone's eyes turned to the fake football field here.

The ball is tossed at midfield, the joystick is pushed and pulled, and the football flies under the feet of the little athlete.

Before Xia Liang got used to being surrounded by the cameras, he let go of his hand, and Park Huiying broke through the line of defense.

A long pass from the opposing defender!

Football is in his frontcourt!

Snapped!

"You're so fierce." Xia Liang lowered her head, and immediately swept the stick, "Then I'm welcome."

"Haha, I didn't expect that." Park Hye Young said, "At the last moment, the outcome is in the hands of both of us."

Xia Liang said, "For Black Pineapple."

When Park Huiying heard this sentence, her attack slowed down, she no longer looked at the table, but moved her gaze to Xia Liang's hand.

Xia Liang raised his eyes: "What?"

"Honestly, I envy you." Park Hye Young said, "Your hands are a pair of wings."

Xia Liang said: "When I fell from the roof, I really wish I had grown a pair of wings."

After hearing this, Park Hye Young quickly said, "I'm sorry, I don't know."

Xia Liang said, "Just kidding."

But he saw tears in Park Hye Young's smiling eyes.

No, he thought.

He has a different kind of closeness to Park Huiying. At this moment, his heart is pierced, and he wants to find some words to comfort her.

After a fierce ideological struggle, Xia Liang deliberately gave up intercepting.

Football grunt falls into hole.

Park Hye Young was pleasantly surprised: "Ah! I'm in!"

"You are so amazing, in fact, I envy you even more." Xia Liang said, "You can read, if I have half your IQ, I might be admitted to university."

"Yewish, do you know how to comfort people?" Park Huiying wiped away tears from laughter, "This technique is really bad, but I still want to thank you."

Studio, interview in progress.

April sounds great.

The audio cable undulates in order.

Park Dongye in the camera was smiling, and when he spoke, his blond hair moved slightly, like the wind passing through the maple forest: "I signed the KL because I was an assassin, but later I became more and more aware of the profoundness of Chinese culture, especially a word, balance. "

April: "How do you understand this word?"

Park Dongye: "KL's operating system pursues balance, including the balance in the early, middle and late stages, and the balance between the top, middle and bottom. For the team, everyone should not pursue themselves too much. This seems to go against the public's understanding of the game.

But in fact, it contains a very profound philosophical truth. We will compromise to a certain extent with the version, but still stick to the core tactics. This is also a kind of balance. "

April: "Well, I see, the balance of rigidity and softness."

Park Dongye: "Yes, yes."

April: "Dongye's Chinese has improved a lot."

Park Dongye: "Thank you for the compliment."

April nodded.

"Dongye's time in NPL, whether it's long or short, can you talk about your expectations for the final battle of NPL?"

"The first is to look forward to the perfect cooperation with teammates. They are all the most powerful players in China." Park Dongye organized the language and replied, "Secondly, I want to play 120% of my strength, because the old man ART The opponents are also very respectable, their tactics are endless."

"ART's mid laner, Yewish, is now second only to you in the Cocoon Nest power rankings." Siyue raised the microphone and looked at the manuscript, "It is said that he learned his AW from you, but he has already used it better than you. Hello."

Pu Dongye scratched his hair with a smile: "Ah, yes, why don't I know."

"Many people in the online comment section think so," Si Yue said.

Park Dongye smiled and said: "Well, then I can only win the game, and then count 36 first, so that even if he surpasses me one day, he will never have a chance to beat me."

April also laughed.

"Bless Dongye, bless Huiying."

The interview came to an end.

When it was noon, the challenge game ended when it was still unfinished.

Although Xia Liang didn't play football, but because of the reminder of his teammates, he still caught up with the beaming team photo.

All KL staff like to mention black pineapple.

Team members of ART also received valuable wireless earphones.

……

At the dessert station, Xia Liang was reading lines into her mobile phone, the stool opposite was pulled open, and a cup of milk tea was placed on the coffee table.

Ji Tian said: "Every time you take a group photo, you hang up, don't you, so pretty."

A WeChat message pops up.

Xia Liang opens it, it's a photo.

"It was sent out so soon." Xia Liang didn't know why, after seeing the brother-sister relationship between Pu Dongye and Park Huiying with her own eyes, her heart became calm instead, and she no longer entangled in all kinds of dire straits with Ji Tian.

Everyone has a story, whether it is an enemy or a friend. In the canyon, only red and blue are used as boundaries.

"Don't worry, rest and rest." Ji Tian said, "It's our turn after FRI."

"What are you going to talk about." Xia Liang said.

"I..." Ji Tian smiled.

In the studio, Si Yue showed a curious expression to Song Shixun, and pressed the ballpoint pen to his chin.

"FRI, on behalf of the majority of netizens, I want to ask you a question."

Song Shixun said, "Just one question?"

"Well, there is only one." Si Yue pursed her lips and smiled, "Why does Uranus like to catch dolls?"

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!