When an Alpha is Marked by One of His Own Kind

The street lights outside the stadium turned on one after the other. The WTG players walked outside and found that it was dark. Several people were not in a hurry to get on the bus. Instead, they were standing or sitting nearby, waiting for the teammates who were interviewing after the game to return .

The order bubble lit a cigarette, looked in the direction of the DG exit, pressed the lighter one after another, making a click.

I don’t know who said aloud in the back:

"Hey, DG is really..."

The words in the back did not say, but the tone was very unpleasant.

Everyone is in this circle. It is one thing to be ruthless in the game, and another thing is to have friendship outside the field. They all saw the scene where DG bowed to the audience just now, and they felt the joy of victory in their hearts. Not much, but more sad.

The DG in the Spring Split was the team that won the S Championship. Since the end of last year, WTG has been analyzing DG's tactics and style of play. In the Spring Split, DG was regarded as the strongest enemy. As a result...

The sudden pneumothorax of the fish made their victory come so suddenly.

Then Shen Qiao joined DG.

In the eyes of everyone, his debut in DG showed an extraordinary degree of cooperation with the team, smashing all doubts in one fell swoop, giving DG a new life in the summer split, playing a more powerful style than the spring split. Nearly crushing the way to the consecutive group stage of the continental competition.

At the moment when everyone thought that this team could carry through this powerful style to the end-

Lu Zhe was attacked by enthusiastic fans, injured his arm and was unable to play.

Once again, DG was beaten by WTG helplessly.

History always seems to be surprisingly similar.

however.

Twice this team was easily cleaned up, but none of the WTG members were happy.

There is only a desolation similar to the sadness of a rabbit and a fox.

after all……

In this arena, there is no victorious general.

This journey of professional players is too short. It is a huge regret to miss a year in a short time. The second consecutive championship has become a miracle that the team can not expect.

Who can guarantee that his team will not become the next DG?

Injuries, occupational diseases, emergencies, state of being unable to find...

Even if they put together the most perfect lineup, they can't guarantee that they will win the championship.

Bubble recalled DG's performance this year, and took a sigh with the cigarette in his mouth. When the smoke was spit out, he couldn't help but sighed and said with a grin: "You said, if this is in the comics, we would not Like a villain?"

Winning is like hanging up. It doesn't make sense at all.

A teammate answered: "DG is the protagonist? Stop it, even if they are miserable this year, I don't want to lose in the future."

The conversation between the two was blown away by the wind, and the other teammates laughed.

That’s right, it’s one thing to be worthless for your opponent——

But in this arena, no one wants to lose.

...

Manager Zhou picked Erhua and Qian Bao, the most stable-character, to be interviewed. Although Zhao Yue and Zheng Zhizhuo made their debuts, in such a tragic failure, they were not suitable to be exposed to the eyes of the audience.

He even confiscated the mobile phones of the two children.

Lest the two go back to the Internet at night and see some unfriendly comments, and they will completely destroy their mentality in the end.

——After all, the history of the league is not a professional player who has not been sprayed to retire.

The crowd waited silently for Erhua and Qian Bao to return, and from the lounge, they followed the exit channel of the contestants to the outside. The doorway was shrouded in the dim light of street lights.

When they walked into the halo, they suddenly heard a sound from the side:

"Lu Zhe."

Lu Zhe turned his head to look and saw a bubble with a cigarette in his mouth. The man's gaze swept over the people of DG, took the cigarette with his right hand, and extended his left hand to Lu Zhe, and said in a deep voice:

"Come on, see you in the playoffs."

Lu Zhe's hand injury is obviously unable to play recently. Whether DG can make it to the playoffs or even the Worlds depends on the entire team. His "cheering" is for all DG.

Lu Zhe smiled slightly, and stretched out his left hand, holding it with him, with an unquestionable aura in his tone:

"Of course." he said.

This season, they have a long way to go, how can they stop there?

...

"Even if they enter the playoffs, the performance of those two rookies as junglers today will probably be insulated from the top three..." Bubble returned to the car, and just sat firmly, when he heard the teammates sitting behind continue to make comments. DG's view.

Bubbles leaned back on the chair, thinking of his performance against Shen Qiao today, he took out his phone, and responded without looking back, "You ask the coach, if you meet DG next time, Lu Zhe still hasn't played, let's not Is it possible to be reckless without formulating tactics?"

The coach sitting on the other side raised his hand and raised the board, waved at the person who had just spoken, stared at it and made a gesture to pat.

"Piao, right? Do you know how many mistakes you made tonight? Do you want to wait for two hours of extra training and I will give you a careful break?"

"Don't don't don't, I was wrong, I will reflect on it."

The head coach of WTG snorted coldly, looked at Bubbles again, and spread: "And you—"

"The first Gnar lined up with a wolf pup. I have only two words to describe the number of soldiers: it's **** outrageous."

"I didn't want to admit that you were our team member for the first ten minutes."

Bubble: "..."

He touched his nose, not daring to correct the coach's counting ability, so he could only threatenly shout to the teammate behind him: "Biscuit, you are dead."

Had it not been for this person to talk nonsense, could he be settled by the autumn queen so quickly?

There was suffocating silence in the whole car.

Until the good-tempered captain came out to complete the game: "Speaking of DG—"

"Their rookie is playing for the first time today, and his performance is innumerable. If the Moon has the right rhythm, it will be very fierce regardless of the way it matches up, middle and down... As for June in the second game, although he is not courageous, I didn't see his pace of advancement today, but as long as he adapts to the LPL scene, his potential will be developed sooner or later."

"Maybe many fans think that the current DG is at its lowest point, but I feel that this is the closest DG has changed."

"Think about it, now it's only the regular season. The problem they exposed is that they rely too much on Lu Zhe's linkage rhythm when they are junglers. Once they adapt to not relying too much on the jungler, the ability to resist pressure on the side and mid lanes will increase. Who is stronger? C, there are wolf pups in the top lane, MONEY in the middle lane, and super support FLOWER in the bottom lane. What will happen to them?"

After listening to him, the whole car fell silent.

Because they understand how strong the DG players are, they have almost no obvious shortcomings.

Any one picked out and put on a slightly weaker withered team will immediately be promoted as the core.

The WTG captain made a summary: "In short, I am looking forward to the results of their running-in with the two children."

Looking forward to DG coming out of the trough.

Look forward to……

This opponent can be reborn from Nirvana.

...

Compared to WTG's fairly relaxed atmosphere, DG can be called a dead silence.

Calculating carefully, except for the fish, they really haven't lost so miserably.

This kind of misery mainly refers to the psychological aspect, which made them feel uncomfortable for a short time, so everyone carefully tasted this feeling in the car.

Except for the fact that Manager Zhou initially told them to stay online recently, no one spoke at the back until they went to the base. When the two children Zheng Zhizhuo and Zhao Yue got out of the car, their faces were white.

It is rare for Qian Bao not to talk about the heat of the stadium. After all, the air conditioning in the broken stadium in Huacheng has been protested for a long time and has not been repaired.

She noticed that the two children were too nervous, thought about it, and took the initiative to say: "I'm a little hungry, why don't we order a supper?"

Lao Snail originally wanted to go to the training room. He waved his hand and wanted to refuse. After being hit by Erhua on his shoulder, he listened to his partner and said, "Okay, can Ayue and Xiaozhuo eat spicy food? "

Coach Fang glanced at them, knowing that he could not start to criticize them as mercilessly as he did against these first-team players. He brought the statisticians next to him into the base and left a sentence:

"We won't be back tonight, you can train freely after supper."

Manager Zhou looked at them and protested: "No, in case you have a bad stomach or been photographed, and thought we lost the game to celebrate, you should go to the cafeteria aunty——Look at the Lu team. Point them."

Lu Zhe answered "Yes."

Zheng Zhizhuo and Zhao Yue looked at each other. Just as he wanted to refuse, Qian Bao pushed the base to the first floor of the base and took it towards the cafeteria. "Walk, I haven't eaten the midnight snack in the cafeteria for a long time. I miss it. Yes, what do you like to eat? Sister treats."

In situ.

Holding the thermos cup, the old snail muttered to himself: "When did our team become so humane?"

Erhua rolled his eyes at him and responded: "I don't know if you are a dog or not, but I am sure I am a human." After finishing speaking, he also went to Qian Bao's direction, too lazy to deal with the lack of root snails. .

Perhaps it was the matter of Yu and Lu Zhe. Let them vaguely understand that victory is important, but the teammates who fight side by side are even more important.

Lao Snail looked at his back, not angry: "Hey--"

He took a photo of his thermos and looked back at Lu Zhe: "Father Lu, you have to be the master of your son."

Lu Zhe looked at him with affectionate eyes: "When you grow up, you have to learn to be the master of yourself."

After finishing speaking, he said to Shen Qiao and Yan Yue: "Go, my brother invites you to supper."

Shen Qiao stared at him lazily: "Let me take advantage of me."

"Isn't this what you called out the last time?"

"You remembered wrong."

The two of them quarreled as they walked in, and the quarreling sound spread far and wide.

Leaving the old snail: "???"

No, what did he do wrong to be hurt by this bowl of dog food?

...

The two who had caused a blow to Lao Wo's lonely mind were unconscious, and walked all the way through the long corridor. When they were about to enter the cafeteria, Shen Qiao took the lead and pulled the door handle.

After a pause, the light on his face disappeared easily, and suddenly he turned his head to look at Lu Zhe next to him seriously.

Lu Zhe noticed his subtle emotional changes, and Wen smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Qiao shook his head and said casually: "I was thinking about the sentence I heard in the stadium just now."

Lu Zhe raised his hand and brushed off his long broken hair that was about to touch his eyes. He had no time to speak in the future, and he met Shen Qiao's exceptionally bright eyes. Then he heard Shen Qiaoman smile and speak:

"Forgot to answer them-I don't have to wait for next year, I just fight for the present."

No matter how difficult it is for DG to follow, he will not give up, nor will his teammates.

It’s like once before Lu Zhe came back, Shen Qiao didn’t give up every minute and every second. Even in the darkest time, he never imagined how they would meet in the future. He only knew that he had to Work hard to get through.

The same is true for DGs now: no matter how difficult it is, they have to survive.

They watered the flower of suffering with sweat, frustration, failure, and tears, just to wait until the day of blooming, to smell the fragrance and sweetness of the sky.

This season is still very long.

They can lose, but they must not stand still.

The author has something to say:

You can lose, but you can't give up.

This is the soul of e-sports~