London was silent all night.
Only the rainstorm.
The next morning, the LPL division players and staff wake up from their sleep, get up and pull the curtains of their hotel rooms to see the city of London again enveloped in rain.
The sky was dark and heavy, and the intermittent rain fell on the leaves and the windowsill with a crackling sound.
After waking up, the body's fatigue has not completely dissipated, but yesterday's memories of the finals in Wembley Stadium poured back into my mind, making people feel more heavy.
After a perfunctory shower, the members of the God club went out and took the elevator downstairs to the cafeteria for the last breakfast before leaving.
In the dining room, many staff members of the electric Union and the national service had been sitting down at the dining table. Seeing the God players coming down the stairs, they also said hello with a smile.
Just behind the smiling face, it seems that there are some complex emotions hidden.
In particular, after simply saying hello and waiting to watch the God team members go to fetch the dinner plate for dinner, these staff members can't help but look at each other and exchange their eyes, showing some helplessness and sadness on their faces.
You can hear some whispering conversations that are deliberately lowered in volume:
"online Here we go
"It's too much. Those people No matter what the facts are. "
"I can't help it. After all, I lost --"
"we can't let God's players see it, or it will affect their mood."
"But I can't hide it for long. I'll see it sooner or later --"
"Shhh, the people are coming!"
The night song of wild snow and the morning star at dawn brought their dinner plates to the dining table of Lin Feng, an Xin and Li Xi. The song raised eyebrows:
"squeeze, are you ok?"
Lin Feng looked up:
"it's OK, just sit down."
When she looked up, she was shocked:
"what's the situation with you?"
A pair of big black eyes on someone's face, like a sleeping panda.
Lin Feng rubbed his face and didn't care at all:
"I played a few seats last night, and I went to bed a little late."
The corner of her mouth twitched: "you're a little late. I think you haven't slept all night? This posture How can I feel like you lost the game yesterday, even harder than us? "
Tang Bingyao, sitting next to her, raised her head in a Shua:
"Maple has always been like this."
Just habitually defend someone so refute a sentence, but the girl also put a small face of their own integrity no room to show.
On a snowy night, I take a breath of cool air:
"I'll go --"
"what's your situation, sugar girl?"
Sitting next to Lin Feng, Tang Bingyao's small face is wearing a pair of big black eyes, just like the second panda who hasn't slept all night. Of course, it looks much more adorable than someone else, but it is essentially the same.
An Xin looks at Tang Bingyao and laughs:
"Tangtang was trained by the bullet master last night. You should also pay attention to your body."
This makes the night song of the wild snow suddenly hit the head:
"Oh, that's reasonable and reasonable."
Said, he looked at Tang Bingyao's eyes, but also a little bit envious.
After all, it is the first person in the legend of North America to give personal guidance. Naturally, it is necessary to seize the opportunity to make good use of every minute and second.
At dawn, the morning star seems to think of something, looking at Tang Bingyao:
"is Tangtang going back together today? It's precious to be able to get along with and communicate with the bullet predecessors. "
Tang Bingyao nodded and shook her head:
"the master said that the devil would come to me in two days."
"We have to continue to train."
The first half sentence is enough to make the people on the dining table marvel at it again. Not to mention the name of "master", which the girl inadvertently mentioned, has basically established the relationship between master and apprentice of the top legend of the last generation in North America. What's more, he is willing to accompany his apprentice back to China without any effort in order to continue his instruction r>
this treatment is really enough to make the whole E-sports circle envious.
"Of course, it's because of our talent that we're so interested in by bullet seniors." Anxin smilingly reaches out and rubs Tang Bingyao's head, which is a little proud of the good sales of her own cabbages.
All of you have nothing to say. They can only admire it in silence.
The night song of barren snow looks at the dark circles on Lin Feng and Tang Bingyao's faces, solemnly:
"then we can't leave it behind."
"Go back and practice directly. I didn't say that!"Originally, for the God players who have played the finals, even if the season is over, even if they are preparing for the new season, there will always be some vacation time to rest and adjust before that.
But it's obvious that, judging from the look and attitude of the night song of the snow and the dawn star, we can see that the holiday is not in their consideration at all.
People eat and talk.
Zeng Rui on one side suddenly let out a low cry, which attracted people's attention. The wild snow night song curiously looked over:
"why, brush the web page? Let me also have a look - "
Zeng Ruizheng covers his mobile phone on the dining table in a hurry, showing some embarrassment and embarrassment:" nothing, nothing. "
When she saw Zeng Rui, she suddenly laughed:
"is someone on the Internet blowing it?"
Zeng Rui was stunned for a moment and then nodded silently. All the other people on the table were quiet at once.
The atmosphere has changed a little bit.
"It's OK. This situation is normal. We are LPL professional players. If we don't have this psychological quality, don't play professional."
Zeng Rui can't help but look around. Many other members of the God club are also looking at something with their mobile phones at the moment. The expression on his face is obviously depressed and heavy.
"In the end It will still have an impact. " Zeng Rui said in a low voice.
The morning star next to him shakes his head and looks calm and indifferent:
"that's what we deserve."
"If you don't play well, you'll stand up straight and be trained honestly. It's nothing."
After such an event, the people on the table did not have the mood to continue chatting.
After a simple breakfast, everyone went back to the hotel room upstairs, picked up the luggage and made the elevator to go downstairs to leave for the airport.
Lin Feng several people follow the God club players through the hotel lobby to the glass revolving door.
The mood of the God team members is still low, and they have not fully recovered from yesterday's defeat.
However.
When they came to the lobby, they suddenly found something.
"Many people --"
Tang Bingyao was surprised and opened her eyes.
At the entrance of the hotel lobby, I don't know when there were at least dozens of people gathered. They all looked like young Chinese students studying abroad. Their clothes were all wet because of the rainy day. They were in a bit of a mess. They were still shivering in the cold autumn wind, but all of them stood together orderly and held a long red banner in their hands.
At the moment of seeing what was written on the banner, including the snow night song and the dawn star, all the God players were in a daze.
It's written in two lines -
[God the hand of God never gives up].
[LPL never gives up].
"Prepare, 3, 2, 1 --"
in the crowd of international students, they hear someone shouting slogans. The next moment, they only hear all the people summoning up their strength and shouting:
"God! Come on
“LOL! Never give up
They were red faces shouting slogans.
It was the most sincere look.
There is also the trust and expectation, as always, which has never changed.
Suddenly.
All the God players, including the morning star at dawn and the night song of the wild snow, became red eyed.
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