At the Wuhan Sports Center, the bustling venue suddenly fell silent. The glow sticks and cheering signs stopped shaking, leaving only sparse applause for the victorious team.
The passion in the hearts of the audience seemed to disappear the moment the crystal shattered.
The home court was eerily quiet, and Changmao's face was even more ugly. However, as a professional commentator, he still managed to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying.
Changmao: "Thank you to both sides for the wonderful competition! I also hope that the ig players can adjust their condition and prepare well for the second game."
The voice of the commentator broke the silence on the field, and the fans finally reacted. After a brief disappointment, more people felt angry!
"Son of a bitch, what kind of hook-8 thing is tmbd playing?"
"I'm a wild card and I'm crushed the whole time. Just don't play and go home!"
"Don't even buy a plane ticket! You don't deserve it. The Yangtze River is right next to it. Jump off and swim back to Shanghai!"
"The old lady next door is better at playing with her feet than Prince Ning."
"With 565 damage, the ig jungler's legacy is truly well-deserved."
"I'm just going to play a small role in the game. Is this the state of Prince Ning? How about we change someone else!"
"Prince Ning, get out of here! Let Brother Zuizi come up and put out the fire!"
Fans across the entire network exploded, and the topics #iglose#, #565#, and #游 Return to Shanghai# became hot searches and became more and more intense.
ig lounge.
"Gao Zhenning! I have tolerated your poor training during this period, but today you are given a wild card for the game and you still sleepwalk throughout the game? What on earth do you want to do!"
Su Xiaoluo pointed at Prince Ning's nose without politeness, with an angry expression on his face that made people look a little scared.
King Ning was already in a bad mood after losing the game, but when he came back and was accused by Su Xiaoluo in front of his teammates, he became even more angry.
"It's not my fault. Whoever made no mistakes in this game always catches me complaining. I owe you!"
Hearing this, Su Xiaoluo closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His clenched fists trembled in his hands, trying to calm down.
Mafa wanted to persuade him, but Su Xiaoluo pushed him away and almost fell to the ground.
"You're fine, really fine!"
Prince Ning snorted coldly and spread his hands nonchalantly.
"Don't you just underestimate the enemy and lose? You can just fight back later. Why are you so angry?"
"Underestimating the enemy? Does it mean anything if you lose the next RPG? You should be smarter."
Su Xiaoluo ignored King Ning, summoned the coaching staff and walked to the conference room. There were still four hours before the next game. They still had time to adjust, so there was no need to waste it on arguing over meaning.
Su Xiaoluo was too emotional and it was difficult to maintain a calm mind at this time. If he continued to enlighten the team members, there would probably be more friction.
"Zhu Kai, are you in Wuhan?"
"Are you at the venue? Then I'll come out to pick you up. I want to ask you for a favor..." Su Xiaoluo dialed the number of Snakes coach 'Chicken Soup' Zhu, and walked out in the lonely eyes of the players. in the lounge.
...
"I'm willing to admit defeat, I'm in trouble this time!"
Prince Ning walked to Li Nian and took out his mobile phone to transfer money.
"I still owe you a big meal!"
"You are still in the mood to care about these..."
Li Nianhan rolled his eyes at him.
Before the game, he kept talking about killing the opponent.
But what's the result?
The opponent used his most proud hero to kill him.
"It's true that I underestimated the enemy. Su Xiaoluo was actually right in scolding him. I just couldn't stand his arrogance and that's why I quarreled with him."
King Ning sighed.
His own personality is like this, he treats people wrongly.
"I see you don't want to get married!"
"Something happened recently..." Prince Ning hesitated, turning his head to avoid Li Nian's eyes, not daring to meet his eyes, "The time has not come yet, I will explain to you later."
The two of them said it.
Aning stepped forward one by one to do psychological work for the team members.
Seeing that Prince Ning had his head buried, Li Nian couldn't continue to ask questions. He looked at his mobile phone, Tieba, Weibo, and Xiaobo.com, which were still the focus of his attention.
After ig lost the game, the club's public relations department quickly apologized publicly on Weibo, making it clear that it was a mistake and was beaten.
I thought I could get forgiveness, but netizens didn’t buy it at all.
If Apology can win the game, Guodian will have won four championships.
The anti-pressure scapegoating bar seemed to be celebrating the New Year, and all they had to do was put up a banner to announce that ig had lost the game, and posts with the word ig printed on them were printed like a magazine printing press.
The words '565', 'dog son', 'we beg you to come back', and 'inheritance of fire' filled the top of the screen.
There are even conspiracy party posts with weird and sinister theories such as 'IG internal strife', 'Ning Wang IG's biological son', and 'cheating scandal' incident.
Seeing these comments, even the big-hearted Jack couldn't stand it any longer. He closed the post bar and tried to have some fun on the small website.
As a result, on the home page, the video of 'Brother Zuizi' that had disappeared was once again a hot search topic, and the words scrolling across the screen stimulated Jack's eyes.
"Please come on, Brother Zuizi, please come on. IG is really difficult!"
"You guys don't want to be homeless and expelled from the country!"
"The team is in danger! Brother Zuizi, come back quickly!"
"I voluntarily donate a week's salary to ask Brother Zuizi to play!"
"Thousands of people have written letters of blood to plead with the ig coaching staff as individuals. We cannot afford to lose this game!"
Jack held his cell phone in front of Li Nian, feeling a little excited. He wished he could kick off the Western Emperor and play on his own. Unfortunately, he didn't have a chance in this World Championship and could only be a "war reporter."
"You have to stand up! Netizens hope you can play."
"I'm rushing, wait until I kick over the water dispenser!" Li Nian stood up and prepared to kick, but was stopped by Jack.
Jack looked at the direction Su Xiaoluo left, and finally suppressed the words that came to his mouth.
"If we lose again... there will probably be people at the entrance of the ig base who are going to throw money at Yoneda."
At this time, the door to the lounge was pushed open again.
A man with long hair parted in the middle strode in with leather shoes. Su Xiaoluo clapped his hands and called the team members to come together and listen carefully to coach Zhu Kai's speech.
"IG players, losing the game is not terrible, the terrible thing is that the mentality cannot be stabilized..." The strong smell of 'chicken soup' filled the lounge, making the players moved.
Seeing Zhu Kai gradually stabilize the emotions of the team members, Su Xiaoluo finally breathed a sigh of relief, took out his mobile phone and answered the call.
"Hey, boss!"
Before he could speak, a beautiful quintessence of Chinese music came over the phone. Su Xiaoluo nodded and laughed for a full three minutes, even two sheets of paper for wiping sweat got wet.
"What did the prostitute teacher say?"
"Don't worry about him, right? Can Gao Zhenning be replaced?"
"Li Nian? He is in good condition and can play."
"Win! We will definitely win. Don't worry, boss. If we don't win, I will resign on the spot!"
After hanging up the phone, Su Xiaoluo looked at a certain name on the call record in a daze. After a long time, he sighed heavily, as if he had made up his mind, and looked at Li Nian in the corner.
"Prince Ning, I tried my best!"
.......
Zhu Kai spoke passionately for 10 minutes, almost washing Rookie's face in the front row with his spit.
"Manager Su is still too kind to you. If you were my team member, I would definitely give you a whip!"
"You not only represent IG as a club, but also represent the entire LPL league. You must cheer up!"
"Stand up and shout cheers with me!"
How could the ig players have ever experienced such a scene? Every one of them seemed to have been beaten to death, standing up and shouting.
"Li Nian, you play in the next game! Give me a brutal RPG! Break the keyboards of the trolls!"
