The golden rain is still falling, dyeing the entire stage into a glorious sanctuary.
After host Yu Shuang left the stage, the staff quickly and orderly set up the award podium.
A middle-aged white man wearing a crisp suit and elegant temperament came forward. He was the CEO of Riot Games, Nicolo Laurent.
He had a sincere smile on his face, and his eyes showed his sincere admiration for this team that had created miracles.
“Congratulations, EDG!” Nicolo said in his English with a French accent, and the applause thundered again.
He picked up the first championship medal from the tray of the etiquette lady beside him and walked to the front of the team, in front of Su Mo.
The medal is made of sterling silver and is heavy. In the center is a delicate Summoner's Cup relief, surrounded by the theme lines of this S competition, and "WORLD CHAMPION 2020" is engraved below. Nicolo hung the medal's ribbon around Su Mo's neck with both hands. The cold touch of the medal passed through the thin team uniform and stuck to his chest. That weight was the weight of dreams.
"An incredible performance, Mo." Nicolo held Su Mo's hand and shook it vigorously, "You showed the world the true spirit of thie."
Su Mo nodded slightly: "Thank you."
Next was Meiko.
When Nicolo put the medal on him, Tian Ye's fingers were still trembling slightly. He looked down at the honor on his chest, and tears welled up again unsatisfactorily. He bowed deeply to Nicolo and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you"
When it was Scout's turn, the experienced veteran seemed much calmer. He also bowed respectfully and accepted this fourth honor that belonged to him.
Jiejie, on the other hand, grinned like a child who got his beloved toy.
The moment the medal was hung around his neck, he couldn't help but touch it with his hand. The pure joy infected everyone.
At the end, Hope was still in a daze. It was not until the medal hung around his neck that he said "thank you" to Nicolo as if he had just woken up from a dream, with a shy but happy smile on his face.
Coach Abramovich and the factory director also came on stage one after another and accepted their honors.
When the factory director put on the medal he had won as a coach, he looked up at the dome, with thousands of thoughts flashing through his eyes, as if he saw himself chasing his dreams on the field many years ago.
The award ceremony is over, but the climax has not yet come.
Yu Shuang walked onto the center of the stage again, holding a golden card in his hand.
“Gentlemen and ladies! I know what everyone is waiting for!” Her voice was full of suspense and passion. “After five thrilling duels, we not only witnessed the birth of a champion, but also witnessed the greatness of a player! He, in the most critical moment of the team, He was always in danger; he used two completely different heroes to perform like a god; his shocking five kills in the decisive game completely ended the game! He is... the most valuable player in the 2020 League of Legends Global Finals - the winner of FMVP!"
The drumbeats sounded, and the camera on the big screen scanned the faces of the five EDG players one by one.
Although everyone knew it well, this moment still made people's hearts beat faster.
Yu Shuang took a deep breath and shouted the name with all his strength:
"He is——EDG-Mo!"
"Oh!"
"Yeah!"
The cheers erupted like a volcano, completely detonating the entire venue!
Su Mo walked to the center of the stage surrounded by a golden rain and his teammates.
A FMVP trophy, which is more weighty than a championship medal and is shaped like a burning flame, is waiting for him.
Nicolo personally handed the FMVP trophy to Su Mo and solemnly said: "The world will remember this. Congratulations, the undeniable MVP."
Su Mo took the trophy and bowed deeply to the audience.
"Brother Mo Zi, with the fourth FMVP trophy, you have created history that no one can match." Yu Shuang handed the microphone over, "At this moment, do you have anything to say?" , I don’t think the FMVP belongs to me alone.” His voice was clearly heard throughout the audience through the speakers, “Without Meiko’s still determined look at 0:2, without Scout’s perfect ultimate move in the decisive game, without Jiejie’s earth-shattering kick, and without Hope’s pressure to resist in the front row, I would not have been able to influence the victory of the game.”
He paused and turned his gaze to his teammates behind him.
"So, this trophy not only belongs to me, but also to every EDG player, to the coaching staff, to the club, and to everyone who shouts for us in front of the screen. We are all FMVP."
After speaking, he bowed to the audience again.
There are not too many heroic words, only the most sincere gratitude and humility.
But this humility is more regal than any arrogance.
The applause at the scene lasted for a long time.
With the final group photo of the winners, this grand awards ceremony finally came to an end. Under the guidance of the staff, the EDG players left this glorious stage that belonged to them.
When they walked through the long tunnel of players and opened the door leading to the backstage lounge, a completely different world instantly overwhelmed them.
"The champion is back!!!"
Abu and the factory director laughed like two 300-pound children.
Club owner Ed Zhu was also present in person. His face flushed with excitement and he hugged one by one the heroes who had brought him supreme glory.
"Okay! That's great! Xiao Mo, you kid, you really didn't disappoint me!" Ed Zhu patted Su Mo's shoulder hard, his voice trembling, "Bonus! Double! No, triple! Whatever you want, just say it! All satisfied!"
"Boss is awesome!" Jiejie wiped the champagne on his face and shouted excitedly.
The lounge became a sea of joy.
Everyone sprayed champagne on each other, completely releasing months of stress and tension at this moment.
Meiko hid in the corner, took out her mobile phone, and dialed her home phone number.
As soon as the call was connected, he couldn't hold it back any longer, crying and laughing at the same time: "Mom... we won... we are the champions..."
On the other end of the phone, his mother's voice was choked with joy and joy.
Jiejie browsed the mobile phone forum and Weibo excitedly, smiling from ear to ear as he looked at the posts and comments like "Jie Huang's kick brought the whole summer!" and "The best kick in the world!".
· Hope was a little overwhelmed by the battle. Su Mo walked over, handed him a bottle of water, and said with a smile, "How do you feel, world champion?"
· Hope took the water, nodded heavily, his eyes were brighter than ever before: "Brother Mo Zi, thank you."
· At this moment, the staff knocked on the door and came in, reminding them that they needed to go to the media mixed interview area.
The carnival has just come to an end.
The mixed media interview area is a long corridor with reporters from all over the world on both sides. Guns and cannons were fired, flashing lights were on, and questions in various languages came and went, noisy and enthusiastic.
The contestants were interviewed in batches.
- Scout, as a veteran Korean aid player, was surrounded by a group of Korean reporters.
"Scout, as the Korean aid of the LPL, how do you feel about defeating the LCK team to win the championship again?"
Scout calmly replied: "I am an EDG player first, and winning for my team is my only idea. The LCK is very strong, but this year's championship belongs to the LPL."
Jiejie and Hope were surrounded by several domestic mainstream media.
"Jiejie, what were you thinking about that roundhouse kick in the fifth game? Was it planned in advance?"
Jiejie scratched his head and said with a smile, "My mind went blank at the time, and I heard Brother Mozi shouting for help, so I rushed forward. When I saw the opportunity, I kicked it. I didn't expect the effect to be so good."
The reporters beside him laughed.
Finally, when Su Mo appeared, the entire interview area boiled instantly.
Almost all reporters rushed over and surrounded him.
A well-known e-sports reporter from Europe seized the first opportunity to ask questions in fluent English: "Mo, last question, why Aatrox? When everyone thought that hero could not get on the field, you used him to end the game. Is this a tactical choice, or is it an... artistic expression?"
Su Mo looked at him, thought for a moment, and replied in equally fluent English: "Maybe both. But more importantly, I chose him because of his story. Aatrox was a man who was abandoned by the gods, but refused to die. God who declares war on the entire world. I think this is very consistent with our mood at the time."
This philosophical answer stunned the reporters present, and then there was even more heated discussion and the sound of shutters.
"Then what did you say to Aker?" another reporter asked.
"I told him that he is very strong." Su Mo said calmly, "He is one of the best mid laners of this era, but one person cannot win a war with his strength. League of Legends is, after all, a game of five people."
Finally, an old domestic reporter, who was also a media person who watched Su Mo grow up, asked that question The question that everyone is concerned about:
"Brother Mo Zi, is this return a short farewell or a new beginning? Will we still see you on the field in the future?"
Su Mo looked at him, at the expectant faces behind him, and at the countless flashing lenses.
He was silent for a moment, and then showed a meaningful smile:
"The world of League of Legends is very vast, who can say for sure?"
He did not give a clear answer, but left everyone with unlimited guesses.
The interview ended, and Su Mo returned to the lounge under the escort of the staff.
When Su Mo and his teammates returned to the background, a war without gunpowder had just begun in another dimension.
· EDG’s team manager, Abu, is transforming into a strategizing general at this moment. The screen of his mobile phone is dazzlingly bright, and his fingers are sliding rapidly on the screen, directing the "general attack" of the club's publicity department.
"Hurry! Official blog! The photos of holding the cup will be sent out first! The copywriting uses the plan A we prepared, "Four-star glory, the legend will never die, we are the champions!", add more exclamation points, and my emotions will be full!"
"Twitter and Facebook are synchronized! Be sure to include the animation of Brother Mozi's five kills to let them know who is the king!"
h "Video team! Give me the video of Jiejie's kick, Scout's ultimate move, and the video of Brother Mozi entering the field behind the scenes. Cut it into a 15-second short video, add it to the hottest BGM, and distribute it on all platforms! I want summoners all over the world to be so excited that they can’t sleep tonight!”
Abu now has experience in winning, and every step of the way will be announced soon.
After that, EDG's official Weibo was instantly flooded with millions of "We are the champions" comments. The photo of Su Mo holding the trophy high was retweeted by more than a million in just a few minutes, and the comment area became a sea of fans carnival.
Similarly on the external Internet, the topics #EDGWIN and #Mo_Is_God have also topped the global trend list with an unstoppable trend. Countless overseas players, commentators and e-sports media are reposting the video of Sword Demon's five kills, with top praises such as "UNBELIEVABLE", "LEGENDARY", and "THE GOAT".
The players themselves have also become the center of this carnival.
Jiejie held his mobile phone and looked at the highlights of his roundhouse kicks over and over again. The following were all "Jie Huang's awesome", "the best kick in the world", etc.
It made him have endless aftertaste.
Meiko was looking through the private messages and comments of fans, looking at the words that had been cheering them on since 0:2, and tears flowed down again unsatisfactorily. He gave likes to the fans who encouraged him one by one.
Hope looked at his skyrocketing number of fans with a curious expression, constantly refreshing his posts, and murmuring to himself: "I...am I so popular too?"
Su Mo's cell phone was already running low on battery due to too many message notifications.
He clicked on WeChat, and UZI, Jackeylove, Left Hand... almost half of the LPL players sent congratulations.
Rita's message was the simplest and most direct, a celebratory emoticon with three words: "Waiting for you~"
Su Mo smiled, locked the phone screen, and put it back in his pocket.
Abu glanced at the excited crowd, waved his hand and said: "Everyone, the boss said that he will pay for tonight's consumption. How about we go out and have a splurge!"
Obviously, they are going to have a celebration banquet.
That night, a top private club in Pudong, Shanghai, was generously booked by EDG Club.
Under the huge crystal chandelier, the long dining table is filled with exquisite dishes and top-quality champagne.
Just today, not only the staff and players of EDG, but also many sponsors, some LPL officials, and even the management and players of other teams, such as UZI, Zhi, etc. were also invited. The entire banquet hall became a grand gathering of the LPL family.
Club owner Ed Zhu stood in the main seat with a red face. He raised his glass and said in a loud voice:
"Today, I won’t say much! I will only announce three things! First, for all the players and coaching staff, this year’s year-end awards will be multiplied by ten! Second, The "return red envelope" for Brother Mozi is an eight-digit number, and he fills it in himself! Thirdly, the club will not take any of the proceeds from the championship skin, and all of them will be given to the players and coaching staff!
There were thunderous cheers and applause. The contestants excitedly clinked glasses with each other and drank the champagne in the glasses.
The boss's words can be regarded as directly increasing their income by at least hundreds of thousands to several million. After all, the income from champion skins is quite large.
The atmosphere of the celebration banquet was warm and luxurious.
· Sponsor representatives stepped forward one after another to toast Su Mo and the players, their words full of intentions for cooperation.
When there were fewer people around, UZI walked up to Su Mo with a wine glass and clinked the glasses: "Brother Mozi, to be honest, I was at the scene today, and I almost wanted to go up and play a game. You sword demon, you are so unreasonable."
Su Mo smiled and said, "If you come back, the bottom lane will be more interesting."
"Come on, it's too much pressure to compete against you." UZI shook his head, and then said seriously, "But thank you. Thank you for leaving this championship in the LPL." , hold up the sky for all of us. Xiao Mo, you have really... grown up. "
Su Mo's mouth twitched: "What are you pretending to be here? You are just taking advantage of me, right?"
"Hehe, you have seen this." The director did not blush, nor was he embarrassed to be exposed. He just had a drink with Su Mo alone.
After that, Su Mo ignored it and started eating and drinking.
From time to time, people would try to get close to him, but he would just deal with it.
After all, he was really hungry.
After eating a few mouthfuls, Su Mo suddenly thought of a question.
So he stood up, walked to the side, picked up his cell phone, and made a call.
After a while, the call was connected, and Su Mo said: "Sister Tazi, come over for dinner. I was so busy just now that I forgot to call you."
Yes, the person he was talking to was Rita.
The phone soon rang with Rita's coquettish words: "You heartless person, give me your address!" (End of this chapter)