2021/3/16

ADC is still working hard to maintain its character [esports]

Ju Ying/works

November.

The night gets dark early.

At seven in the afternoon, the colors of the sunset gradually faded, and within a few minutes, the sky was covered with a deep, dark blue.

Inside the Beijing National Stadium, deafening cheers from the audience filled the entire venue.

The center podium was dark.

Soon, a few young men came out. They were thin and their shadows were stretched out very long by the reflected light behind them, extending from their feet to the edge of the stage.

As they walked to the center of the stage, the overhead lights suddenly dropped, casting shadows on them.

Under the lights, several young men tilted their heads, their expressions joyful, their eyes still etched with a hint of the arrogance expected of their age. As if by agreement, they collectively bowed to the audience.

In an instant, applause broke out.

"Let us congratulate HG and the LCK region for winning another championship!"

Before the host could finish his high-sounding polite remarks, there was a "bang" from the top of the stage, and a piece of golden colored film poured down.

In just a few breaths, the entire stage seemed to be experiencing a golden rain, with every corner shining brightly.

Even the light that fell on them had a hint of holy white.

Like celebrating the new king's ascension to the throne.

At this moment, victory, glory, and championship all belong to them.

When the camera swept across the soundproof room behind the stage, the cheers outside were obviously much quieter.

There were a few other people in the soundproof room. They slumped weakly on their gaming chairs, their heads casually lowered, as if they had lost their souls, without saying a word.

The oppressive atmosphere spread from the soundproof room to the audience seats, and even the commentator's voice became softer.

Suddenly, a young man on the screen raised his head, his beautiful peach blossom eyes slightly raised, staring at the stage as if examining it.

The broadcaster was also very considerate. As soon as he saw him looking up, he zoomed the camera in.

The boy's flawless face immediately filled the entire screen.

In the camera, he had a serious expression, his lips were slightly pursed, his slightly sharp brows were slightly furrowed, his deep eyes were raised, and his eyes revealed determination and unwillingness.

Home.

LPL lost.

0-3.

runner up.

And there is never a runner-up in e-sports.

The north wind blew, bringing a slight chill.

Jiang Zhi was walking on the road. She was not in a hurry. She replied to messages while pacing forward.

Just as we reached a square, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "Ah! Chicken God!"

Immediately, a series of clicking sounds were heard from all around the square.

Jiang Zhi subconsciously raised her head, and her hand that was replying to the message froze in place.

In front of her was a huge TV screen broadcasting the League of Legends World Championship.

And in the center of the screen was the young man whom the director had previously "favored".

The camera swept from bottom to top, and finally his face appeared completely on the screen.

Looking from Jiang Zhi's perspective, it felt like they were face to face and looking into each other's eyes.

Jiang Zhi knew him.

Chicken God, whose real name is Chen Weiqi, has a game ID of yoke. Because yoke means bond in Chinese, fans like to call him Chicken God.

He's ITG's jungler, a legendary talent. He's won the regular season MVP, been named the most popular player for two consecutive years, and been named the jungler for the strongest lineup. He's also widely considered a "game bug" within the league.

Two years ago, he entered the professional gamer world as a pub king. In less than six months, he was crowned the "LPL's strongest jungler." Then, in another year, he became the world's recognized "jungle overlord."

Even now, when Jiang Zhi thinks of him, what lingers in his mind is his nonchalant and childish remarks during the first post-match interview.

At that time, ITG had just qualified for the playoffs, and as usual, the players with the best performances in the competition were interviewed.

Coincidentally, the MVP at that time was Yoke.

The host on the stage looked up at the young man who was half a head taller than him and asked, "This is Yoke's first time in the professional circle. Do you have anything to say?"

The young man standing next to him paused holding the microphone, raised his head, glanced at the audience, and answered seriously and solemnly: "I want to say that you all think there is no God in the world, so I came here."

Jiang Zhi is a little face-blind, and there are very few people she can remember at once. This arrogant and confident professional player is the first one.

"Chicken God, it's okay, you're the best."

"Chicken God, we are waiting for you to become a champion."

"At worst, we can start over again. We are not afraid."

…

Jiang Zhi had just moved her eyes away from the center of the screen when she saw a group of boys and girls at the bottom of the screen holding up their cell phones with their rear lights on, tilting their heads up, and shouting encouragement.

Faintly, there was the sound of crying.

This scene is indeed shocking, but also really childish.

Before Jiang Zhi could come back to her senses, the phone she was holding suddenly vibrated a few times.

This is a message sent by Zhou Suihe.

[Pian Zhou: LPL lost, damn, Chicken God actually lost, did you know? ]

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Suihe sent out a string of exclamation marks.

Even through the screen, Jiang Zhi could feel her friend's anger.

[Super cute Zhizhi baby: I know, the square screen is broadcasting it.]

After Jiang Zhi finished speaking, he filmed the video of the scene and sent it to Zhou Suihe.

[Pit Weekly: How are you feeling right now? Do you really want to say, "Without me, the esports world is nothing"?]

[Super cute Zhizhi baby: No. ]

【Pit Zhou: What is that? 】

Jiang Zhi's hands were frozen stiff, and she didn't respond immediately. She just stared at the screen for a moment, then lowered her eyes to glance at the fans who were cheering for her.

She lowered her head and breathed on her hands to warm them for a while before replying.

[Super cute Zhizhi baby: I think the ITG team, seeing Yoke's kind face, might think he's the reincarnation of Tathagata. It's just a pity...]

【Pie Zhou: What a pity?】

[Super cute Zhizhi baby: It's a pity that even Buddha can't save a bunch of fools. ]

When Jiang Zhi returned to her apartment, it was almost 8:30 in the evening.

She pushed the door open with her key. There was no light in the whole house, and the room was shrouded in darkness.

She was too lazy to open it, so she used the weak flashlight from her cell phone to illuminate the way and walked into the guest room.

As she sat down, her thick hair spread out in scattered patterns on her back, with only a few slightly curly strands of flaxen-brown hair casually stretching out in front of her body.

There was a mirror on the computer desk, which she had put there casually in the morning.

Jiang Zhi raised his eyes and accidentally glanced at it, stunned for a second.

She looked very pretty in the mirror, the kind of pretty that was not aggressive at all, with a small face, only the size of a palm.

Within the limited facial area, the facial features are placed very appropriately.

She has long and thin eyebrows, lively doe-like eyes, fan-shaped double eyelids that are neither wide nor narrow and slightly upturned at the end of the eyes, and a high and upturned nose. She has a beauty that will amaze you at first sight.

But, it's so fake!

Jiang Zhi turned the mirror upside down on the table, then stood up, gathered her hair, and casually tied it into a ponytail.

On the dark live broadcast interface, a few comments calling for the host to come back flashed by.

Jiang Zhi took a quick look, put on his headphones, and opened the live broadcast room.

[I dominate the world, replay the League of Legends finals, the anchor will not criticize anyone today]

Room number: 1154188.

Jiang Zhi's game ID is - Ye Dominates the World. Because of her cool ID and troll-like live broadcast style, she has attracted a large number of fans.

Now, she simply changed the name of her livestreaming room, and the number of fans watching her livestream has skyrocketed. Within minutes, it had become the number one game on the platform, dominating the homepage recommendation list.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Second Master!!!】

[Second Master, I miss you so much.]

Jiang Zhi started live streaming her gaming life after graduating from high school. Originally, she just wanted to play games in a low-key manner, but unfortunately, she couldn't resist Zhou Suihe's constant nagging.

They say that as long as the live broadcast is good, the game gods will run. They also say that if you want to reduce the pitfalls of your teammates, you must be a live broadcaster.

Sometimes, Jiang Zhi even suspected that Zhou Suihe had used all the knowledge he had learned from preschool to university to trick her.

[Where has Erye been? I was an hour and a half late for today's live broadcast.]

Jiang Zhi said without thinking: "Something's going on in the three-dimensional world."

Jiang Zhi didn't want to be late, but the school student union suddenly said that they were preparing an e-sports event and asked them to discuss countermeasures.

After three hours of discussion, they still couldn't come to a conclusion.

I just decided on three general directions – speaking, professional players, and living.

Jiang Zhi didn't think about it and made up a very unorthodox excuse: "It's not a big deal, don't worry, it's just that my mother wants me to go home and inherit the family business."

[Hahahaha, Erye doesn't want to go home and inherit the family business, but only wants to become a live streamer and become famous?]

[The anchor is dreaming, he really thinks he is a rich second generation. ]

"Second Master, who is your family's rival? I'm sure I can make a small profit if I buy their stock."

[Please give the host a song called "Wake Up."]

[I guess the next step is that the Second Master will say that he doesn't want to inherit the family business.]

Jiang Zhi didn't hide anything and directly responded to the comments: "Indeed, I turned it down... As you know, the reason why rich second-generations refuse to inherit the family business is usually due to commercial confidentiality and cannot be disclosed."

The fans who had expected her to say this were not too surprised. All kinds of mocking and teasing comments piled up layer upon layer, and fonts of various colors appeared.

Today is the day of the League of Legends World Championship. Jiang Zhi was too lazy to play the game live, so he just searched for the live broadcast platform on the screen.

As soon as she clicked on it, the screen went black.

I casually asked, "LPL lost? What score?"

The atmosphere was better when she didn't say anything, but as soon as she started talking, the comments were full of complaints.

[Fuck, Erye, three to zero, we are zero.]

[It was so frustrating. The LPL was directly beaten. I have never seen such a frustrating live broadcast.]

While watching the barrage, Jiang Zhi searched for the game recording on the screen.

He casually said, "Friends who have never watched it, which region are you a fan of? LPL? Then you must be a fake fan. Are you still upset?"

[Isn't this frustrating? Who in esports likes being the runner-up?]

[Can anchors avoid taking advantage of the popularity of the professional community? ]

[Just shut up! You've ruined your IQ.]

[Have you ever watched the game? You're just talking nonsense.]

Jiang Zhi paused and said seriously and frankly, "I've seen it, but I think their fights have always been quite frustrating. This time... they played normally."