him and her cat

Chapter 117
No one cares about him.

It was just too loud.

There are shouts all around my ears, mixed with male and female voices, I can't tell them apart, it seems that there are both.

Wearing a black gold team uniform, Zhou Dang led a group of people to lead the way.

Walking all the way to the backstage lounge, WR and several people threw their sports bags on the sofa, and a group of people collapsed on the chairs as if paralyzed.

"How long has the opening ceremony been?" GGbond rubbed his eyebrows and asked the person next to him.

After the opening ceremony, there is still a match to be played, and the wait is exhausting.

Fay was on the phone with someone not far away. Hearing this, he glanced at him, and took the time to reply: "I don't know. I heard that there are a lot of programs today. You should take a break first."

Zhou Dang covered his shoulders with a coat, resting his head on the arm of the sofa to catch up on sleep.

Just got a headache from a group of people.

Suddenly, the phone in his hand vibrated twice.

He raised his phone to his eyes and squinted his eyes to read WeChat.

Shujia sent two photos.

at the scene.

Wearing the same team uniform as him, holding a light plate with his name in his hand.

She sent a cute emoji and said.

Come on Zhou Dang.

Shujia sat next to Jiang Yuyu, the first row of the venue was on the right, at six o'clock in the afternoon.

She pulled Rajang Yuyu's sleeve and whispered, "Do you know?"

"What?" Jiang Yuyu turned his head and glanced at her.

Shujia looked at the big screen, as if remembering, and was a little lost in thought: "The first time I saw Zhou Dang, it was also in this position, looking at the big screen like this."

A friend is by her side, pointing it out to her.

tell her.

You just look at the one that looks the best.

The big boy with slightly wet hair like a child, drinking water with headphones hanging around his neck.

He is a genius.

The classic main theme of League of Legends resounded throughout the venue, and the host came on stage from the side.

A strong beam of light penetrated the audience, and documentaries of each club and team in the LPL began to be shown on the big screen one by one.

Every time a team arrives, the fans shout louder.

From qualifiers to Worlds.From the spring split to the summer split, big and small cup games, all the kills and laughter, helplessness and bitterness in the screen, the camera kept scanning the faces of each player.

There are glories and failures, but it is all about the blood of dreams.

The scenes of the fighting suddenly stopped, and the lights in the infield suddenly dimmed, and someone seemed to realize something.

I don't know who called WR.

So the audience began to shout the names of everyone in WR, over and over again, accompanied by endless applause.

King's return.

The host excitedly led all the audience to count down and play the finale documentary.

3--

2--

1--

The first thing that appeared on the big screen was the makeup photo of the summer game. A group photo of five people wearing short-sleeved team uniforms appeared on the big screen, and the scene was silent.

On the large screen in the middle, a black text on a white background appeared:
They have set foot on the top of the mountain, and they have also entered the trough without asking about the future.

They have fought on the battlefield, and they have laughed and talked alone about having no regrets in this life.

Born in the flames of war, should die in the journey.

This is their battlefield.

This is where people applaud them.

The screen shattered and a piece of music played.

"Hi everyone, I'm WR top laner Aaron."

"Hi everyone, I'm WR jungler ZzJ."

"Hi everyone, I'm WR mid laner GGbond."

"Hi everyone, I'm WR.ADC Wan."

"Hi everyone, I'm WR support Beast."

The audience cheered fiercely, and some female fans covered their mouths and stared blankly at the screen, so moved that they wept silently.

The screen changed, and it was the screen of the global finals. In the end, WR attacked the opponent's base all the way, and the commentator shouted hoarsely to the point of crying:

"——Congratulations to WR, 3:2 for winning the S6 annual finals!"

The pictures on the screen are constantly changing, clips of countless large-scale games, countless congratulations to WR, from the first champion of the team to the final champion of the global finals.

Every fierce battle, every confrontation, finally stopped at the last scene.

In the BO6 of the S5 finals, Ai Xina shot through the air and came to the Frostbolt to secure the three C positions of STK.

Noisy and hoarse shouts, the commentators are counting one by one:

Three, Triple kill!

Four, Quadra kill! !
Five, Penta kil! ! !

The dignity of LPL is guarded by them!

Army attack!

The big screen was full of Zhou Dang's crazily commanding side profile, his eyes were fixed on the monitor, and sweat rolled down his chin from the corner of his forehead.

Everyone at the scene saw their noses slightly sore and tears were about to fall.

From every corner of the gymnasium there was a clear voice:
Turn the tide in the fall, and help the building to collapse.

This sentence set off the final climax of tonight.

Congrats WR!

Everyone was screaming and shouting until they lost their voices.

As long as you have memories, I will accompany you here.

(End of this chapter)