“Brother Mo Zi, you are so handsome today!” As soon as Luo Xin sat down, he looked at Su Mo with starry eyes, his tone full of admiration.
Rita was more direct. She picked up the serving chopsticks, picked up a piece of freshly blanched beef, carefully rolled it in the dipping sauce, and handed it directly to Su Mo's mouth: "Here, here is my reward."
"Ahem," Meiko pushed up her glasses and said loudly, "Brother Mozi, is your treatment a bit too much? We singles can't stand this!"
With the beauty present, the atmosphere at the dinner table became more and more lively, everyone's chatterbox opened up, and they began to brag.
“Let me tell you, the most important thing today is my blind monk in the third round!” Jiejie took a sip of beer and began to brag, “If it weren’t for my decisive tower jump in the middle, which disrupted their rhythm, there would have been no chance for Brother Mozi to harvest from behind? My operation is called strategic sacrifice, do you understand? Understood?"
Scout on the side heard this, silently picked up a piece of shrimp slipper, and complained: "You were almost killed, you sent Flash, I got the kill, we all have a bright future."
"Hahahaha!" The whole audience burst into laughter.
The factory director also picked up his glass and joined the bragging army: "You young people are still a little green. I remember when I was playing in the jungle, it was a routine operation to capture and kill people at the second level! But seriously, Brother Mo Zi,"
With one sentence, the whole audience burst into laughter again.
The dinner lasted until late into the night with good food, good wine and lighthearted bragging.
The atmosphere was lively as everyone chatted about interesting things about the regular season and the upcoming finals opponents.
This is the quietest harbor before the storm.
Because everyone knows that when they step onto the field again, they will face the ultimate battle that determines the entire season.
The hot steam in the hot pot restaurant made everyone's cheeks turn slightly red. Mixed with alcohol and the joy of victory, the atmosphere reached its peak.
"Seriously, Brother Mozi," Meiko pushed up her glasses and became bolder with the help of alcohol, "We will play FPX in the finals, what are you going to play?"
As soon as this question came out, the noisy private room fell silent instantly.
The opponent in the finals is another team that came out of the upper bracket and also showed strong dominance in the regular season - FPX.
A team with mid laner Doinb as its absolute core, a team with an unconstrained style of play, and is good at four packs of two, or even five packs of one.
Su Mo slowly swallowed the hair in his mouth, and then raised his head in the expectant eyes of everyone: "Let's play FPX..."
He prolonged his tone, whetting everyone's appetite, and then said slowly: "It depends on Nuguri what he wants to play, I can do it. Anyway, I can play."
"Pfft——"
Jiejie He looked at Su Mo dumbfounded: "Brother, it has to be you. If you have the strength, you can speak up!"
Su Mo shrugged, with a matter-of-fact expression: "If he wants to play a meat, I will play a player who can develop; if he wants to play a warrior, I will play a player who can control. Is there any problem?"
This question really cannot be refuted.
Because Su Mo has proven to everyone with a perfect regular season and two devastating rounds of playoffs that his hero pool is bottomless.
his strength leads the way.
Abu glanced at everyone and said: "Okay, okay, let's go back and study the tactics for the final slowly. Today, we only talk about romance, not work! Come, drink and drink!"
The dinner continued late into the night with laughter and laughter.
· Most of the team members were tipsy and returned to the base one after another in special cars arranged by the club.
Su Mo, on the other hand, took a taxi directly to take Rita and Luo Xin back.
"Are you stressed in the finals?" Rita asked softly in the car, turning her head.
"There's no pressure, just prepare yourself well." Su Mo said.
Luo Xin also analyzed: "But FPX is really strong, especially Doinb. He is so good at wandering, and it feels like his mind is full of tricks." Immediately, the corner of his mouth raised a hint of confidence, "But, no matter how strong you are, can I be stronger?"
"That's true."
"That's true."
The two said in unison.
Yes, as long as this man is around, EDG's top lane will always be the most indestructible anchor.
Soon, the three of them had arrived at their destination.
Back home, Su Mo took out two bottles of mineral water from the refrigerator and handed them to them. He collapsed on the sofa in the living room, like a cat that had exhausted all its power.
Rita looked at his lazy look, shook her head helplessly, then walked into the kitchen skillfully and started boiling water to make tea.
Luo Xin, like a hard-working little bee, began to clean up the snack packages and game controllers scattered on the dining table, humming a tuneless tune.
After a while, the fragrance of tea lingered.
The three of them were sitting on the sofa, watching the movie played on the huge projection screen, and chatting away.
Outside the window is the bustling city, and inside the house is the warm and tranquil light.
At this moment, there is no hustle and bustle of the game, only three young people enjoying a moment of peace in this small world that belongs to them.
…
The next week is the final preparation period before the finals for the entire LPL, and the atmosphere is so tense that it seems like the air has solidified.
For Su Mo, it was a leisurely time clearly arranged by Rita and Luo Xin.
In the early morning, he no longer slept until he woke up naturally, but was awakened by the enticing aroma of food.
“Brother Mozi, wake up! I made seafood porridge and quicksand buns for you today!” Luo Xin’s crisp voice came from the kitchen.
Su Mo rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked out of the room. What greeted him was a table of hearty and nutritious breakfast.
In the morning, it was the so-called "feel maintenance training" arranged by Rita.
"I won't be playing ranked games today," Rita said seriously, holding a notebook. "I've done some research. High-intensity ranking before the finals can easily lead to a fixed mindset. Let's play something else today."
"Balance between work and rest, do you understand?" Rita shook her finger proudly, "This can not only exercise your reaction speed, but also relax your mood."
"I think you want to play~" Su Mo said helplessly.
"Hey, why don't you have fun?"
"Have fun, have fun." Su Mo looked at her fondly.
Hence, throughout the morning, Su Mo’s e-sports room echoed with dynamic music and the crisp sound of lightsabers cutting blocks.
He plays with Rita...
Luo Xin occasionally joins in.
In the afternoon, it is time for complete relaxation.
The three of them would sit on the sofa together, watching an old movie, or simply do nothing, just listen to music, and play with their mobile phones.
Sunlight shines in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, casting golden light spots on the floor. The years are so quiet, it seems that even time has slowed down.
· EDG teammates occasionally send messages, and there is a sense of sour envy in every word.
Jiejie: "Brother Mozi, help me! The factory director and Abu are holding us in meetings every day to review the results. I almost feel sick! How are you doing over there? What delicious food did your sisters-in-law make today?"
< br/> Su Mo would randomly take a photo of Luo Xin's exquisite afternoon tea and send it to him, and then append two words: "It's okay."
This news was enough to make Jiejie in the base wail for a long time.
This leisurely and warm atmosphere is in sharp contrast to the tense confrontation outside where the storm is about to come.
On the Internet, the discussion about this LPL finals has already entered a fever pitch.
One side has a complete victory in the regular season, swept two rounds of the playoffs, and has a godly EDG.
In the center of the storm, in EDG's training room, the final tactical meeting was taking place.
"We have thoroughly studied the core of FPX's tactics." Abu pointed to Doinb's portrait on the tactical board with a serious expression. "It is through Doinb's roaming and Tian's gank to open up the side lanes in the early stage. Therefore, our tactics for the finals are also very simple."
He looked at Jiejie and Meiko: "In the first ten minutes, the task of you two is to protect the bottom lane. Vision, anti-crouching, and do your best. I would rather give up the resources in the upper half than let Viper's development be greatly affected."
He then turned his attention to the man who was still in the corner with his eyes closed and concentrating.
"As for Brother Mozi..." Abu smiled helplessly, "Just do as we said before, let him play freely."
"Liberating Brother Mozi and letting him lead the other side alone is our safest and most unsolvable strategy." The factory director added.
At the beginning of September, the day of the LPL Summer Split Finals finally arrived.
The venue for the decisive battle is the Mercedes-Benz Cultural Center, which can accommodate 10,000 people.
The game has not yet started, but the whole venue is already very lively inside and outside.
EDG's exclusive bus drove smoothly on the road to the venue.
Out of the car window, you can see the bright night view of the Magic City, and a promotional video is playing on a loop on the huge electronic screen.
In the carriage, most of the team members were closing their eyes to relax, or listening to music, saving their last energy for the upcoming battle.
Su Mo leaned against the window, with soothing light music playing in his headphones, and looked calmly at the brilliant night scene outside the window.
His mobile phone screen is on, with messages just sent from Rita and Luo Xin.
Rita: "We are already at the scene! The commentary box is full of our own people today, you let go! Come on!"
Luo Xin: "Brother Mo Zi! Champion! Champion! Champion! Say important things three times! [Come on] [Come on]"
Su Mo's mouth curved slightly, and he typed two words on the screen - wait.
The bus slowly drove into the underground passage of the venue, completely isolating all the noise and light from the outside world.
The interior of the Mercedes-Benz Arena was already bustling with people and the seats were packed.
Eighteen thousand spectators gathered here, turning the entire venue into a huge vortex of black, gold and fiery red.
In the center of the huge stage, brilliant AR special effects constructed the outline of the Silver Dragon Cup, which slowly rotated amidst the passionate war songs. Every rotation affected the heartbeat of everyone present.
At the commentary table, Miller, Wawa, and Guan Zeyuan were already ready.
"Friends from the audience!" Miller's voice resounded throughout the venue through the loudspeaker equipment, passionate and penetrating, "Welcome to the 2021 League of Legends Professional League Summer Finals! The ultimate showdown that will determine the continuation of the dynasty, or the birth of a new king, is about to take place!"
Wataba looked at the audience with emotion: "Yes! On one side is EDG, which has not lost a single game in the regular season and dominates the league with its absolute dominance; on the other side, FPX has torn apart countless challengers with its unsolvable mid-field linkage!"
Unlike the excitement in the commentary box and the enthusiasm in the audience, the atmosphere in FPX's preparation lounge was so solemn that it seemed like it could drip water.
The head coach stood in front of the tactical board, frowning slightly.
"Nuguri," the coach's voice was a little hoarse, "How confident are you online?"
Nuguri, the Korean top laner known for his fierce playing style and confident operation, does not have the slightest frivolity on his face at this moment.
He was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "I'm not sure. In 1v1, I can't beat him..."
These words made the atmosphere in the lounge even more depressing.
Suddenly, a passionate voice broke the silence.
It was Doinb, he stood up from the sofa: "We can't play operations with him! We can't play laning with him! That's his world, we will die if we enter!"
We won't play top with him! Nuguri, you just choose someone to play as a pendant in the top lane! Me and Xiaotian, you have to live in the bottom lane from the first level! Lwx, Crisp, you two are ready, we are going to use the most unreasonable four-pack, or even five-pack one, to make Viper useless before fifteen minutes! We don’t want to operate, we just want to drag them into a chaotic battle!"
Abandoned the top lane and put all their treasures into the mid-field linkage and bottom lane attack that they are famous for.
The coach finally sighed: "Believe in Doinb."
At the same time, the atmosphere in the EDG lounge was completely different.
Jiejie is still debating with Meiko whether to have hot pot or barbecue for the evening celebration dinner. Scout is quietly doing finger stretches, and Viper is watching a dance video of an idol group to relax.
Abu and the factory director were making final tactical confirmations, their voices steady and confident.
…Remember, no matter what in the early stage, keep your bottom lane vision. Jiejie, you can give Tian the upper half of your area appropriately, but you can’t let any of the river crabs in the lower half."
"Understood."
Scout, the first time Doinb disappears, a signal must be given."
OK."
Soon, the staff There was a knock on the door: "Teachers from EDG, please prepare to appear."
As the passionate war song reached its climax, the players from the two teams slowly walked out from the passages on both sides of the stage amidst the roaring and tsunami-like shouts.
The lights are focused and the smoke is rising.
On one side, there is FPX wearing a fiery red team uniform, with a determined look in his eyes, like a phoenix rising from the flames.
On the other side, there is EDG wearing a black and gold team uniform, with a calm expression, like a king who dominates the world.
When Su Mo appeared on the stage for the last time, the atmosphere reached its peak!
「Mo! Mo! Mo!」
The uniform shouts turned into a wave of sound, always proving his popularity.
The bell of the decisive battle is about to ring. (End of chapter)