FOG [e-sports]

Shi Luo stayed where he was.

Shi Luo remembered that Yu Sui said that the account he is using now was registered when he was 15 years old, and he was underage at the time, and he still used his father's identity information to register, and he fought with Yu Sui for so many years. , forget about the countless out-of-print titles and skins on the account, it is Yu Sui's account that has won countless awards...

Shi Luo was not afraid of battle, nor did he feel that his team would definitely lose to Holy Sword, but he still instinctively said, "That account can't play like this! That's..."

"Shh..."

Yu Sui, who was standing at the front, turned his head, and made a shush gesture to Shi Luobi.

Yu Sui smiled at Shi Luo, his eyes sparkled.

The rehearsal voice of the host at the front desk was too loud, and there were so many people between Yu Sui and Shi Luo, Luo couldn't hear Yu Sui at all when he was talking.

But Shi Luo could see Yu Sui's mouth shape.

What Yu Sui said was: look, brother, for, you, vent, anger.

Shi Luo's throat was instantly blocked.

Suddenly, Shi Luo felt that what he saw was the short-haired Yu Sui from three years ago.

The gameplay of the number deletion battle was taught to Yu Sui by Shi Luo when he was an anchor in a black Internet cafe.

Yu Sui was a professional player who had been playing for several years that day, so he didn't quite understand this kind of behavior. Yu Sui knew better than anyone how important an account was to a professional player.

Yu Sui also said at the same time to Luo that this is a bit too much.

There is no grievance, it is worth betting on your own account.

At that time, Yu Sui led Shi Luo into the industry, and what he taught him was the code of conduct of professional players of Genzheng Miaohong. Later, even though the people who brought him into the industry in the past were no longer there, Shi Luo still followed Whisper's footsteps and made a good step forward. Come over, as a professional player, I have never played such a wild game again.

But Yu Sui himself made an exception at this moment.

Three years later, Shi Luo was not the only one who was influenced by the other party.

Yu Sui stood in the backstage corridor looking at the lights in the distance, and smiled.

The first time Yu Sui knew about the account deletion battle, he thought, no one has nothing to do, it's worth letting yourself do this step.

After going through all kinds of things, Yu Sui once thought, he has experienced all kinds of storms and waves, and there is nothing that would allow him to compete with others for a moment of temper.

But now there is.

After playing the game for so many years and entering the World Championship so many times, it should have been calm and calm, but suddenly there was the excitement and bloodiness of entering the World Championship for the first time.

Yu Sui originally just wanted to win.

But now he wants to step on the opponent's face to win.

After the game, you have to let the opponent directly delete the number to win.

After the rehearsal was over, Zhou Huo immediately sorted out what happened in the venue on the day of the rehearsal, tweeted at home and abroad, and the person in charge of the Chinese competition area immediately contacted the organizer of this year's World Championship to issue a warning.

However, the behavior of the players cannot be held responsible by the Holy Sword Club, and the game official is also dissatisfied with the series of coquettish operations of the Holy Sword. However, the holy sword is too slick in playing dirty games, and there is no substantive violation of the rules. It can only be the responsibility of the competition organizer, who was warned and fined.

Players in China are naturally dissatisfied with this kind of result. The online scolding battle has further escalated. Everyone does not want the organizer of the competition to be punished. Not enough power to express.

There was a lot of discussion in the local competition area, especially the fans of Free, who were already eager to eat the holy sword meat. After replaying the last practice match at night, Yu Sui refreshed his Twitter and said in the same week, "What's wrong with this? , Post a Weibo, tell fans that we will fight Holy Sword to delete accounts tomorrow."

Yu Sui said, "The fans will definitely not be angry when they find out."

"Uh..." Zhou Huo reminded cautiously, "Over there, although their manager hinted, they didn't officially mention your account deletion battle. They don't seem to want to make it public. You...you know what I mean. ?”

"Understood." Yu Sui put away his phone, "I'm afraid that if I lose, it would be too embarrassing to let everyone know about it, and I want to make it public after I win."

Zhou Huo nodded. In fact, Zhou Huo didn't want to make it public. So far, no one knows the result of tomorrow's game. In case of losing... Zhou Huo didn't want Yu Sui to bear such a huge pressure from public opinion.

Yu Sui said, "I'm not afraid."

"Win the game, use my own way to win the game... that's the only thing I can do for the fans." Yu Sui said indifferently, "I'm not a good player to the fans, but I'm not too responsible for this No, I feel aggrieved by letting my fans watch a game."

Zhou Huo suffocated, looked at the crowd, and all the contestants agreed.

Zhou Huo gritted his molars and nodded, "Okay, it's none of your business, go and rest, see you tomorrow."

The four of them went back to their rooms to rest. Zhou Huo edited Weibo and clicked to send it in the early morning.

Zhou Huo's copywriting has always been professional. The first sentence of the opening sentence: When the existing rules cannot punish people with ulterior motives, our players will defend their dignity in their own way.

The next day, the quarterfinals officially began.

The four free players arrived at the competition venue on time, dressed in special uniforms for the World Championship.

It was inevitable to see the dazzling light board again. Zhou Huo originally asked to bypass the outfield and enter the arena through a separate passage, but several players thought it was troublesome and refused.Old Qiao's arrangement is still right, his players are all big-hearted, even if they are provoked by evil pen occasionally, they will not be provoked by evil pen for the second time. I have seen the most disgusting one yesterday, and I won't be affected by it today, let alone The league officials have already warned the competition organizers, and the organizers promised to supervise the entire process today, and promptly ask the spectators holding insulting lights out of the venue.

Everyone didn't care, Zhou Huo didn't have much to do, and Free entered the arena normally, but when passing the front court this time, everyone was still attracted by the lights in the arena.

After the players get off the car, they need to go through a section of the VIP stand area to enter the backstage of the infield.

The stand area has an excellent view, and the entire stadium is unobstructed.

Players also entered the arena two hours in advance. This quarter-final match was called the battle of the century. Tickets were hard to come by, and the stadium was already full of spectators.

Old Qiao was dumbfounded, "...Isn't this the European stadium? How did you do it..."

Zhou Huo was also stunned, "Why...it looks like our own home game."

In every area of ​​the huge arena, as far as the eye can see, there are Chinese character light boards everywhere.

Many of the light signs were probably made on the spur of the moment, and they are very rough, but they are so huge that even the ones in the farthest rooftop area can be seen clearly.

Players and fans don't know when Free's players will enter the arena, so they have been holding a huge light board and waiting.

The words on the signboards made in a rush looked crooked, and many of them were no longer signboards, but banners. Free and the others stood where they were, struggling to identify——

[Whisper, don't look at their light signs, look at ours! 】

[FreeNB, Free No. [-]]

[Whisper, the eternal number one medical doctor in China]

[Come on Gemini! 】

[All members of Free are awesome! 】

[Welcome the best three players in the entire competition area to return home, new team, come on! 】

[I don't know what to write, but my light sign is definitely the biggest in the audience! Free is the first choice! 】

[Free Awesome!Is the card big enough this time? ! 】

【Whisper is here! We are not nervous for Evil's first World Championship! ! ! 】

[Shi Zai, Yu Scumbag has fought the battle to delete accounts for you, so if you win the game, give me a name, okay? 】

[Chenhuo come on! ! ! 】

[Puppy look at me, the top eight won the broadcast, I will give you a gift and get to the first place! 】

[Whisper, I'm sorry! 】

[Yu Shen Chong! ! !If you lose, all Chinese players will delete your account with you! 】

[Sorry for the lateness, Whisper, Chenhuo, Puppy, welcome home. 】

[Can Free see it?Play with peace of mind if you see it!If you win, you are crazy, if you lose, we will resist this time! ! ! 】

"Say..." Zhou Huo held the railing of the stand tightly, and said in a difficult tone, "Say, it's all villainous, don't cry, the game is about to start, it's too embarrassing if someone sees you crying, really of……"

Zhou Huo bowed his head, tears rolled down, and he was so choked up that he couldn't speak.

When he posted on Weibo yesterday, Zhou Huo had many twists and turns in his mind.

Worried that the trolls would take the opportunity to attack the club, worried that Yu Sui's black fans would make trouble, worried that the fans didn't understand how much pressure the players had endured this year, and would still complain about Whisper's immaturity at this moment.

When the team was first formed less than a year ago, the entire club was completely bruised by trolls.

Zhou Huo watched how everyone got through this year. The first content on the club's official account was posted by Zhou Huo.

Zhou Huo still remembers how badly the trolls scolded him at that time.

The four contestants kept saying that it didn't matter, and Zhou Huo still remembered their calm tone.

But they are all human beings, teenagers in their twenties, who can really be indifferent and like to be greeted by trolls all day long?

Obviously did nothing wrong.

Obviously did nothing wrong.

Later, the misunderstanding was resolved, and the reputation of Free has improved a lot, but if there is any trouble, it will still be bombarded by trolls.

Over time, Zhou Huo, Lao Qiao and the whole club were assimilated by several players and gradually got used to it.

Isn't it normal to be sprayed in e-sports?

But occasionally, I also want to speak for some young people with sincere feelings, and I also want them to have some support behind them during the battle.

Before the announcement yesterday, Zhou Huo actually wanted to tell Yu Sui that he knew you were protecting the players and fans in the competition area, but others might not appreciate it.

Zhou Huo is now very glad that he didn't stop him.

Before entering the backstage, several contestants instinctively turned their heads one by one without being reminded by anyone.

It's been too long, too long, I haven't seen the lights that belong to me all over the field, even though I have been in the battlefield for a long time, I am not used to it.

The sweat and tears where there was no one, and the unspeakable passion, it was the first time in three years.

Others still feel it.