37. Even if the world displeases him

Song Zhixu relaxed his body and leaned against the same step as Lin Jiang.

He spoke casually, as if he were talking about someone else: "The one who asked me for money is my stepmother. My biological mother died when I was born due to medical malpractice. The hospital paid a large sum of compensation. My father raised me until I was three years old, and then he married my current stepmother."

“At first, she said nice things, that I had no mother and she had no children, so I was her biological son. I even kowtowed to her, served her tea, and called her 'Mom.' This is a very serious matter in our town. It's like she took me in as her own son and would treat me like my own mother.”

“At first, she was really good. When people in town laughed at me for not having a mother, she would stand up for me. When my schoolbag was torn, she would stay up all night to mend it for me. She would cook delicious food for me to take to school to share with my classmates. She would also help me attend parent-teacher conferences. At that time, I really regarded her as my own mother. I felt that she was sent by my own mother to protect me.”

"Later," Song Zhixu looked at the wine in his hand, his expression gradually becoming melancholy, "later she gave birth to a younger brother, and then a younger sister."

His thoughts were drawn back to that terrible stormy night, with rain pouring through the balcony window and lightning flashing like demons trying to devour him. He asked his stepmother if he could not sleep on the balcony.

The woman held his hand and said earnestly, "You have to be good. Now you have younger siblings, so we'll have to make room for them. You're a grown-up now, and you have to protect them. Mommy is good to you, isn't she? You should love and care for your younger siblings just like Mommy loves you. Go sleep on the balcony, don't wake them."

Through the crack in the door, he saw his stepmother patiently coaxing them to sleep, and suddenly realized that he had never been coaxed like that before.

Perhaps everything was already based on evidence and traceable.

But he overlooked it.

"Back then, I didn't understand anything. I just foolishly gave my all, naively believing that we received the same love."

“They always told me that they had no money at home and were so poor that they ate only steamed buns every day. They would squeeze out every penny to give me living expenses, so I became sensible very early and never asked for more than my living expenses.”

"Later, when my younger siblings came back from school in the city, I went to pick them up myself, and that's when I found out they were attending the most expensive middle school, eating the best fish and shrimp, and wearing beautiful custom-made school uniforms."

Song Zhixu suddenly found it funny. "Back then, I went to the worst high school in town. The food allowance was 300 yuan a month. At the worst time, I only ate one meal a day. My family told me they didn't have any money. They wouldn't buy me a new school uniform when it was torn. They sewed it up and patched it again. People laughed at me for being a child without a mother. I even got into fights with them. Now that I think about it, they weren't wrong. I didn't have a mother after all..."

Tears fell heavily onto his hands, which he wiped away indifferently.

"The most unfair thing in this world is that you give your love, but your money goes to someone else."

"She says she loves me the most, but in reality, all the money from my mother's pension and my father's salary goes to my younger brother and sister-in-law, while I can't even get a sip of soup..."

Song Zhixu is an adult, and he's not stupid. He knows what's trapping him and how to unlock the lock.

He just didn't know where he could go after breaking free. It was as if he was tied up like this, which at least proved that he had a home.

My body felt like it had fallen into the ocean, and I didn't know where the exit was. I could only helplessly let myself sink little by little.

He had fantasized that someone could free him from this, but everyone was afraid of his family and avoided them at all costs.

Even a kind-hearted person like Durren hesitates and backs down when facing his relatives.

Song Zhixu asked him with a smile, "May I have a cigarette?"

Lin Jiang touched the cigarettes on his body; there were two left, one for each of them.

Seeing how practiced Song Zhixu's smoking motions were, Lin Jiang asked him, "Do you smoke?"

"Yeah, I didn't do well in school when I was little, so I hung out with the kids in town and picked up things like smoking and drinking. My stepmother would always pinch my ears and make me kneel on the ground to reflect on my actions, and then she would warn my younger siblings never to be like me and become a useless person, but to be people who contribute to the family."

It is inherently unfair to demand the same in return for the love given to them, which is not equal.

Lin Jiang spoke up for him, saying, "Your family is now being supported by you, how could you not have made any contribution?"

"It's funny, I send two or three hundred thousand yuan home every year, but they still think I'm a useless person, and all my relatives look down on me. My stepmother often says that my younger siblings will be a million times more useful than me after they finish their studies, and that I should give them money now so that they will know how to be filial to me when they grow up."

"But damn it, these people who fight me for an apple when I come home for Chinese New Year, how can I expect them to be filial to me?"

"Hundreds of thousands are poured in every year, and we don't even make a ripple."

Song Zhixu took a drag of his cigarette with a self-deprecating smile. He had long known that his home was a bottomless pit, and no matter how much he invested, he would never get what he wanted.

"But why not disconnect it?" Lin Jiang asked him.

Song Zhixu lowered his head dejectedly, "I've thought about it, but they'll swarm around me like flies."

When he first joined the team, his stepmother kept asking about his salary and even tried to control his paycheck.

Back then, it was Duren who desperately tried to keep him, patiently explaining to them: "Youth trainees don't get a salary, only a subsidy. They can only get 10,000 a month after they start playing. Do you understand?"

The stepmother's disgust was palpable; she immediately tried to drag Song Zhixu home to farm, cursing Dulun as a fraudulent company.

At that time, Song Zhixu was not yet an adult. In order to keep his eligibility for the competition, he had no choice but to compromise with his family and promise to send all his monthly salary home.

Later, people came on stage, and the money increased.

The stepmother also came looking for her, drawn by the smell.

She has a nephew who also works in the e-sports industry, and she knows exactly how much money he can make. The two of them often get together to discuss it.

If Song Zhixu conceals even the slightest thing, a scene of "scolding the unfilial son" will immediately unfold.

Duren had helped him a lot in the past few years, and Song Zhixu didn't want to drag the team down any further, so he let them have their way.

Let's just stay in the mud; at least it'll give us some peace and quiet.

A faint aroma of alcohol wafted through the night, and my thoughts slowly drifted away.

Lin Jiang couldn't judge his family, but he knew that Song Zhixu would eventually get out of it; they couldn't hold him back forever.

When people are oppressed to the extreme, they will go crazy and rebel.

Just like him, he tore up the contract and slammed the door as he left.

I just wonder how much of Song Zhixu would still have left to himself at that time?

Will he also get the chance to choose again, just like I did?

Lin Jiang didn't think he was as lucky as him. He gripped the wine jar tightly in his hand and sincerely advised him: "Cut your losses in time. Love is a two-way street. One-sided giving will inevitably lead to problems sooner or later."

"I'll have Durren open another account for you. One is for your basic salary, which you can use to support your family. The other is for you to keep and save some money for a rainy day."

Song Zhixu thought Lin Jiang would look down on his background, or sympathize with him like Du Lun did, but he didn't expect Lin Jiang to give him sincere advice.

He lowered his head and couldn't help but laugh.

Even though he disliked this world, at least he liked Lin Jiang.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Lin Jiang did not look down on him, nor did he condescendingly offer him charity. He would calmly sit next to him and give him the courage to break free from his predicament.

"Captain, do you think I did the right thing?"

"I don't know, but if it makes you unhappy, then it's definitely wrong."

Song Zhixu was drunk.

Looking at Lin Jiang leaning against me, I really wanted to hug him.

But he didn't have that courage, and he probably still wouldn't have it many years later, but the palpitation he felt at that moment was real.

"team leader……"

The phone suddenly vibrated, and Song Zhixu answered it without looking at it clearly.

A familiar scolding voice came from inside: "You, Song Zhixu, I didn't know you were a celebrity in your circle if Xiaoshan hadn't told me! You only send this little bit of money home every month, who are you trying to feed? Are you trying to feed beggars? Do you know that your younger siblings' tuition is still waiting to be paid? You and your father are borrowing money everywhere, and you, on the other hand, are hiding your money and not giving it to them!"

Then came his father's voice, "I'll talk to him."

“Zhixu, listen to your father. We really don’t have any money left. I gave your mother steamed buns yesterday so we could save money for your younger siblings’ tuition. We’re doing this for your own good. When your siblings are successful in the future, you can enjoy the good life too, right?”

Now that Song Zhixu is older, he has a better understanding of money and is increasingly unable to tolerate phrases like "we're doing this for your own good," "we're broke," or "we're eating steamed buns."

The wind stung his eyes, and he asked them, "We give you hundreds of thousands every year, how come you're so poor you have to eat steamed buns? Where does the money go?"

His father fell silent, and his stepmother cursed, "Useless thing, I'll do it."

The call was then handed to another person, and the stepmother cried on the phone: "Your sister's academic performance is not good, so she went for the art exam. Learning to paint and attending training courses costs seventy or eighty thousand yuan a day. That's all money! You have no idea how greedy those people's parents are. Your sister is already far behind others. If she doesn't catch up quickly, do you want her to fail to get into university?"

Song Zhixu looked away, the wind making it hard for him to open his eyes. "If you don't pass the exam, you can go out and work. That will help supplement the family income. Isn't that what you told me before?"

The other end immediately flared up: "Song Zhixu! Are you cursing your sister?! Are you jealous that she's better than you?! Do you want her to end up as useless as you? Do you think your industry is any good? I asked Xiaoshan, and he said you'll only be able to make money in the next few years. Why don't you hurry up and invest your money in your brother and sister-in-law? You'll have to rely on them to support you when you're old!"

Normally, Song Zhixu wouldn't bother arguing with them, but with Lin Jiang beside him today, he didn't want him to think he was too weak.

He held onto the label on the wine can and said, "Someone who can't even get into college, who do you expect her to support?"

After he said that, his stepmother was so angry that she almost fainted. She yelled at him on the phone, beating him up for being malicious since childhood.

Song Zhixu covered the phone tightly and waited for things to calm down before answering it gently, saying, "I really don't have a single penny left. You could kill me and still not get any. If you think I'm lying to you, then have Xiaoshan come to me. I'll show him my bank statements. Isn't he very knowledgeable? Have him take a look and see how much money I have left in my account."

The other end went silent immediately.

They probably don't want to lose him as their cash cow, so they're resorting to playing the emotional card again.

It's always the same few routines, with no new tricks.

To be honest, Song Zhixu was quite disappointed. They couldn't even come up with any new tricks to coax him. They were taking hundreds of thousands of yuan from him every year, and it pained him to see it.

Song Zhixu turned to look at Lin Jiang and saw that Lin Jiang was also looking at him.

It's good as it is now, sitting side by side, drinking and enjoying the breeze, there's always someone sitting next to him supporting him forward.

Suddenly feeling a surge of courage to resist the world, Song Zhixu said to the person on the phone, "Perfect timing, could you transfer me 500? I'm completely broke right now, I can't even afford instant noodles. Have Xiaoshan check my bank card, and while he's at it, could you treat me to a meal?"

He started yelling at him on the phone again, calling him useless, but he didn't care.

After hanging up the phone, looking at the mess of her life, Song Zhixu suddenly felt less miserable.

"Anyway, we've lost all our money, but we can take our lives. Let them do whatever they want."

He clinked glasses with Lin Jiang and downed his drink in one gulp. He wasn't a good drinker to begin with, and after a few bottles, his face turned red and he started talking nonsense.

“My dad is a selfish person. He doesn’t love anyone but himself. He doesn’t love my mom, he doesn’t love me, and he doesn’t love his current stepmother. He just feels comfortable having someone cook and do laundry for him, and having a wife and children in a warm bed. So he does everything according to his stepmother’s wishes.”

“I don’t love my dad either, and I’ve never met my mom, so if my stepmother is even slightly nice to me, I’m moved to tears like a dog.”

"I don't know if it's because people's hearts are fickle, or if she's always been like this."

"For a long time, I couldn't tell whether she genuinely treated me like her own son, or whether it was just a way to control me?"

“I could fool myself when there was no comparison, but after having a younger brother or sister, I immediately saw the difference. If she truly loved someone, she would never be willing to give only 300 yuan a month for living expenses.”

"Sometimes I'm glad I've grown up, because these cheap forms of concern won't fool me anymore. Sometimes I regret growing up, because there's nothing that can make me happy."

Song Zhixu spoke calmly; he hadn't intended to cry.

Lin Jiang then said, "You still have us. There will be plenty of happy times after you win the championship. Your good fortune is yet to come."

Song Zhixu couldn't hold back any longer. He leaned against Lin Jiang's knee, pitifully hugging his leg, "Captain, you're so kind..."

Lin Jiang didn't say anything, but quietly stayed by his side, patting his shoulder to comfort him.

Song Zhixu had been holding it in for too long and needed to cry it out. Once he had cried it out, he would feel clear-headed and be able to move on from it all.

He cried until 2 a.m., then sat down on the steps, leaning against Lin Jiang's knees for a break.

My phone vibrated; it was a message from Shen Ju: Are you still chatting with Song Zhixu?

Lin Jiang: Hmm. He was in a bad mood and drank some alcohol.

Shenju: Where?

Lin Jiang: Rooftop.

Shen Ju ran up in less than five minutes. The reason I thought he ran up was because his breathing was disordered when he came up.

He came to Lin Jiang's side and saw wine jars scattered all over the ground. Song Zhixu, that fool, was still leaning against Lin Jiang's leg, crying and wailing in a ridiculous manner.

Shen Ju kicked him, "Go back, you'll only make a fool of yourself."

Song Zhixu hugged his leg again and sobbed, recounting all the hardships she had endured over the years.

Lin Jiang couldn't help but laugh. "Let him cry. He's been holding it in for too long."

After he finished speaking, he took a sip of wine, tilting his head back slightly. From this angle, he looked somewhat alluring without realizing it.

Shen Ju lowered his eyes and stared straight at him, his pupils dark.

A strange feeling arose in Lin Jiang's heart. He looked at Shen Ju with a puzzled expression and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Ju looked away, pulled Song Zhixu up from the ground, and said seriously, "Song Zhixu will cross the line when he drinks. You should drink with him alone less often in the future."

Lin Jiang laughed again, "I know."

He still had half a can left to drink, and the smell of alcohol on his body hadn't dissipated. He felt a bit sluggish and didn't want to get up. "You take him downstairs. I'll finish what I have and then go downstairs."

He had just brought the wine to his lips when Shen Ju reached out and took it from him, downing it in one gulp and leaving him with the empty can. "Finished? Go downstairs. I'll clean up here later."

Lin Jiang looked at the empty can in his hand, subconsciously squeezed it, and was suddenly touched in his heart.

He looked up and saw that Shen Ju had already hoisted Song Zhixu onto his shoulders and carried him down.

It's strange. Shen Ju is even younger than him, so why does he give him a very reliable feeling?

Just like on the field, Lin Jiang can charge into battle without any worries, and Shen Ju will always be there to clean up the mess behind him.

Realizing his thoughts were somewhat dangerous, Lin Jiang quickly stopped himself.

He scrambled to his feet, picking up the jars on the ground, but before he could collect more than a few, he saw Chen Ju running up to him.

Lin Jiang: "? So fast?"

Even taking an elevator doesn't happen this fast.

Shen Ju's forehead was still covered with fine beads of sweat. He reached out and took the bag from his hand, quickly packed it up, and then helped him downstairs.

People in the industry say that Shen Ju is a prince, has a bad temper, and is very difficult to get along with.

Lin Jiang had made all sorts of preparations before coming, but he never expected that Shen Ju would be completely different from what he had imagined.

"You sent Song Zhixu back?"

"Yeah, I left it in the bathroom."

"Can he even wash like that?"

"I don't know, I turned on some cold water for him and he woke up immediately."

Lin Jiang: ? ? ?

The elevator arrived, and Lin Jiang swayed a couple of times before being helped into it by Chen Ju.

Lin Jiang felt lazy and leaned his whole body on Shen Ju's shoulder.

I tried to support myself but couldn't, so I leaned back down without a second thought.

Shen Ju's arm froze. He looked down at Lin Jiang, who was leaning on his shoulder. They were so close that he could smell the mint on him.

The alcohol gave his skin a pinkish hue, which wasn't very noticeable on the rooftop, but now, under the lights, it looked rosy and delicious.

My throat involuntarily moved again.

He felt that if Lin Jiang knew what he was thinking right now, he would probably lose his temper and give him a good beating.

“Shen Xiaogou,” Lin Jiang looked at him, “you didn’t do any overtraining today, did you? Why are you still up so late?”

Shen Ju turned to the side and smelled the alcohol on him. He sniffed and was a little unhappy. "Captain, you didn't apply any medicine to me today."

Lin Jiang really thought he was like a well-behaved puppy, so he pinched his cheek and coaxed him, "It's too late today, I can't do it for you tomorrow."

His voice was so gentle, especially when he was coaxing people; it made your heart flutter.

Shen Ju's ears turned slightly red. "Mmm."

Then he turned to look at him, his throat bobbing slightly, and said, "Captain, let me take you back to your room."

"Um."

The elevator doors opened, and Shen Ju helped him back to his room.

The key was in Lin Jiang's pocket, and he fumbled around for a long time but couldn't get it out. In the end, Shen Ju took out his spare key and opened the door.

Yes, he always had a spare key to the room.

Lin Jiang stared at the key in his hand, looking at him with confusion, "Where did you get this?"

Shen Ju explained, "I had extra, but I forgot to give it to you."

"Oh, that's alright." Lin Jiang patted his shoulder, indicating that he could let go. "This is your room anyway, I'm just staying here temporarily."

Shen Ju thought to himself, it was just a temporary stay, but if it hadn't been Lin Jiang who came, he wouldn't have given up the room to anyone else.

Just as I came to my senses, I looked up and saw Lin Jiang taking off his clothes.

He had just been drinking on stage and was sweating, so he was all sticky. He casually took off his shirt and threw it on the rack, then went to the bathroom to run a bath while pulling at his belt.

Caught off guard, Shen Ju watched the whole way. He turned around and said, "Captain, you're taking a shower. I'm going back now."

The sound of a shower coming from inside was making me restless. "Um, could you put my clothes in the washing machine for me, please?"

Shen Ju took a deep breath, quickly gathered the clothes on the rack into a basin, and took them outside to throw them into the washing machine.

His body felt hot, so he simply took off his clothes and wanted to wash them together.

Suddenly, Lin Jiang's voice came from inside the room, "Chen Ju, are you still there?"

Shen Ju quickly put his clothes back on, saying, "They're still here."

"Could you get me the bath towel hanging on the balcony?"

Shen Ju: "..."

He felt that Lin Jiang really had no sense of crisis at all. Was he also so reckless in KUG?

Resigned, Shen Ju took a bath towel and went outside, hesitatingly saying, "Captain, although I'm a man, I'm not suitable..."

The bathroom door opened, and a wave of hot air rushed out.

Shen Ju didn't see clearly, only that Lin Jiang reached out and took the towel from his hand, said "thank you," and then the door closed again.

My heart was pounding wildly, and my eyelashes were trembling.

He was breathing softly, his dilated pupils still showing shock, and his hand, which was bracing against the door, involuntarily tightened, his fingertips trembling.

The sound of the shower seemed to fall into his heart, constantly growing and spreading like vines that would engulf him.

I can't stay in this room any longer.

Shen Ju quickly moved away, saying, "Captain, if there's nothing else, I'll head back now."

“Wait,” the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, “Take the ointment on the table back and apply it yourself.”

Shen Ju was beyond thinking, and he casually said, "Keep it for yourself."

After saying that, he quickly left and closed the door.

The bathroom door opened, and Lin Jiang, wrapped in a bath towel, came out: ?

Do you dare say it again to his face?

Back in his room, Shenju had another dream.

He dreamt that Lin Jiang was taking a bath, separated by a thin curtain, and the small bathroom was frighteningly hot.

The damp curtains revealed the rose tattoo on her waist; even without seeing anything, just imagining it was enough to get one's blood pumping.

Just when reason was about to be lost...

Shen Ju woke himself up from his dream with a fright.

Then I slapped myself hard. How could I be so perverted?

The next day, I saw Lin Jiang again.

Shen Ju always took a detour.

Lin Jiang's attention wasn't on him; he spent the whole day discussing tactics with the coaching staff.

Because Li Qian's ideas were too advanced, Fang Luxing was in a state of "trying hard to keep up, speeding up, and having no choice but to give up when he really couldn't keep up" for a long time.

Li Qian sat casually, tapping his notebook. "WG will definitely test the waters in the first game, which is our chance. I suggest we go for a fast attack and catch them off guard."

Lin Jiang nodded. "In the first game, we have the right to choose sides, so we choose the blue side and pick Lucian. The opponent will definitely pick Nami, so we can take advantage of the information gap and play Lucian in the mid lane."

Fang Luxing hesitated: "Lin Jiang has never played Lucian mid lane before, isn't that too risky?"

Li Qian & Lin Jiang: ?

Surely no one really thinks he can't play Lucian?

The match between OT and WG will begin soon.

Since KUG has been completely eliminated from the playoffs, fans feel that regardless of whether OT can win or not, at least Lin Jiang has already defeated KUG.

Online opinion was relatively favorable towards them, and in the pre-match prediction phase, OT's winning probability was also higher than WG's.

Old Mao started broadcasting the match early. Seeing the barrage of positive comments, he couldn't help but pour cold water on the situation: "WG is not as weak as you think. They are the gods of best-of-five series."

The comments section was filled with disagreement.

[Didn't OT beat WG in the regular season? And it was a 2-0 victory.]

[WG is strong in AD carry, but we have Shenju.]

[Don't exaggerate, Mao.]

Old Mao sighed and shook his head, thinking they were too young. "Just think about the average length of WG's matches. They can drag every game into the late game, which is terrifying. OT won their last match of the regular season after an hour of battling it out, and that was only a best-of-three series. If it were a best-of-five series, imagine, each game would drag on for 60 minutes to win. Five games in total would be five hours, not counting the halftime break and draft time..."

After hearing his words, his fans all felt a chill run down their spines.

A normal match usually ends in about 30 minutes, and even if it goes to a full best-of-five series, the players are generally in good form.

But if you translate that into five or six hours of high-intensity work, wouldn't a person be completely exhausted?

Moreover, Lin Jiang also has a hand injury!

In this way, wouldn't WG's tactics be a counter to OT?

The live chat was instantly filled with cries of despair, with viewers screaming for an end.

Both teams entered the arena and took their positions.

The entire OT team is prepared for a five-game battle and seems to be in good form.

The first game officially began, and WG immediately banned Renekton, Nocturne, and Jayce, targeting OT's weaknesses in a comprehensive manner.

Lin Jiang didn't back down either. He directly targeted the opposing AD carry, banning three AD carries in a row, leaving neither AD carry with any champions to choose from. Then, he locked in Lucian.

This move was also expected by WG. They had already guessed that Lin Jiang would target the bottom lane and knew that they would pick Lucian.

They snatched Nami, locked in Aphelios, and forcibly broke up the Luna duo, determined to prevent Lucian from achieving his full potential.

The commentators on stage could already smell the tension, and they said with great interest, "Both sides are going all out to target the other side. What will OT choose next?"

Lin Jiang smiled slightly; it seemed his prey had taken the bait.

The subsequent ban/pick process for both sides was very quick.

OT locked in Lee Sin for jungle and Mordekaiser for top. WG locked in Sejuani for jungle and Azir for mid.

Then, OT unexpectedly picked AD Kai'Sa in the last two picks.

The entire audience was shocked!

So, Lucian is played in the mid lane?

In this version, Lucian's mid lane benefits are not as high as the bot lane Luna combination, so everyone assumes Lucian will go bot lane.

Moreover, Lin Jiang has almost never played Lucian mid in his past competitions. Even when Lucian was most popular, he never played him, and he was criticized online for it for more than half a year.

No one expected that, after so long, Lin Jiang would suddenly pull out this hero to prove himself!

Public opinion was in an uproar.

[Lucian's rewards are too low, don't force yourself to play him!]

[With such a low margin for error, I'm afraid Lin Jiang will mess up, sob sob...]

[I'm so scared, this hero is basically gone if he dies even once.]

Why doesn't River take the Tsar?

[They're probably afraid of a long, drawn-out battle and want to gamble on the early game.]

Indeed, WG's fierce battles have made many teams afraid to play best-of-five series against them. Even if OT manages to win against them, they probably won't be able to face a strong opponent like YIG again.

Therefore, betting on the early game against them is the best tactic!

WG realized something and originally planned to pick Captain for top, but later changed their mind and switched to Quesanti for the early and mid-game.

"We absolutely cannot let Lin Jiang get ahead. If Lucian gains an advantage, our lineup will be finished."

At this moment, WG's mid laner's palms were already sweating. Although everyone said that Lin Jiang had never played Lucian before and must not be very good at it, he still felt a chill.

Lin Jiang smiles gently in public, but plays exceptionally fiercely online.

The level 2 fighter rushed in, each shot hitting the opponent's vital artery, directly causing a climax on the scene.

At level 3, he sent his opponent back to base again, prompting the commentators to exclaim excitedly, "River's Lucian is playing very skillfully. The damage from his skill combos and auto-attacks is unbearable for anyone!"

Upon reaching level 4, the enemy Sejuani was forced to keep a close eye on the mid lane, preventing the enemy Sejuani from being worn down by him.

The Tsar knew this, and he didn't want it to happen either.

But Lin Jiang is on the other side.

The fear of being dominated by top players is ever-present; every step feels like walking on thin ice, for fear of making a mistake.

He could sense that Lin Jiang was deliberately pressing down on his line.

Like a hunter, he skillfully lures his prey into his trap.

The scariest thing is that he has no idea what the trap is.

The Tsar's palms were sweating again, and he couldn't help but wipe them. In that brief pause, Lin Jiang once again reduced him to half health.

Blood rushed to his head instantly, and his whole body was enveloped in incomprehensible damage.

He couldn't help but wonder, did Lin Jiang really not know Lucian? Was it because he didn't dare to use it back then, or because he couldn't?

The jungler couldn't stand it anymore, so he said, "I'll gank when I'm level 4."

The middle laner was already losing confidence. He didn't know if this was Lin Jiang's trap. "Let's not, let's play it safe."

If they don't even dare to engage when they're pushing the lane like this, their morale will be worn down sooner or later. The jungler made a quick decision: "Support, let's go for it."

Seeing that WG's support was only level 3 but dared to go directly to the mid lane, the commentators exclaimed in surprise: "The support is already roaming at level 3? It seems that the river is a real threat to them."

Fans were all on tenterhooks for Lin Jiang.

On one hand, they thought Lin Jiang was smart enough to dodge, but on the other hand, they were worried. This was a coordinated attack from the mid, jungle, and support; could anyone really escape?

The support player activated the scanner and hid in the bushes where there was no vision, with the jungler following closely behind, waiting for Lin Jiang to push the lane.

The audience held their breath, and the commentator lowered his voice: "River is unaware of the danger. He keeps walking forward, and one more step and he'll be in danger."

Just as Lin Jiang was about to step into the danger zone, he suddenly stopped and turned back from the edge of danger.

Full health and back in town?

Perhaps they saw them through their field of vision?

The jungler hesitated at first, but the support was certain: "There was no vision, I came all the way here with my scanner on."

That means Lin Jiang was bluffing them.

The jungler decisively commanded, "I'll flash in!"

If the prince's EQ flash hits, and the support throws a bubble, Lin Jiang will be 100% killed.

But just as the jungler was about to use EQ flash, Lin Jiang suddenly used flash, perfectly dodging the control chain.

Jungler: ???

Did he see it?

WG's mid, jungle, and support players were all a bit confused.

They weren't sure what had seen him that made Lin Jiang take precautions, or whether Lin Jiang really had that kind of hand speed.

"Impossible... I've only ever seen this kind of hand speed a handful of times."

The battlefield was controlled by invisible hands. The support bought another control ward to scan the area, still unable to figure out where Lin Jiang got the vision. The whole rhythm was in a daze.

However, the viewers and commentators, with their God's-eye view, could see it clearly: "There was no vision at all! How did River even manage to use that Flash?"

The director slowed down that moment as much as possible in the replay, and you can see that the prince made the first move, and Lin Jiang only pressed Flash the instant he landed and made the move!

In other words, Lin Jiang had absolutely no vision! He had no basis whatsoever!

He managed to dodge a series of control attacks thanks to his quick reflexes!

The WG coach, watching from the sidelines, was so nervous that he was wiping away sweat. He couldn't see Lin Jiang's move clearly, but based on his experience, he felt that Lin Jiang's reaction time was probably within 0.2 seconds.

What a terrifying number this is!

It is understood that this reaction ability only exists among players aged 16-18.

Lin Jiang is already 21 this year!

WG on the other side had no idea what a terrifying opponent they were facing.

The jungler came to the mid lane again, and flashed to engage Lin Jiang the moment he was last-hitting a minion, but Lin Jiang dodged it with a slide tackle.

He unleashed the Holy Lance Baptism on the spot, routing them and forcing them into a retreat.

Now things are really messed up. The jungler can't gank, and he can't not gank either. The rhythm is completely disrupted. Meanwhile, under Lin Jiang's command, A Deng has already secured the second dragon of the game.

WG is not good at playing in the early game, their rhythm was completely messed up, and they quickly fell behind by 4000 gold.

It was only then that the jungler realized, "We've fallen into a trap. Lin Jiang was deliberately forcing us to play in the early game."

Lucian is a champion with a very low margin for error; once he uses his E, he's basically doomed. But in Lin Jiang's hands, this champion with a very low margin for error has undergone a dramatic transformation.

At the 20-minute mark, Lin Jiang led his teammates to attack Baron Nashor. WG was powerless to stop them, and before they could even get close, they were wiped out by a Holy Gun attack.

WG, who originally wanted to drag the game into the late game, lost all their rhythm and were forced to engage in team fights due to OT.

The rest of the match unfolded much as everyone had predicted. Lin Jiang took the dragon and pushed it onto the high ground, then turned around and took the third dragon, putting him one dragon away from the Dragon Soul.

WG made a desperate struggle, but during the battle for the Dragon Soul, they were repeatedly attacked by Lin Jiang and Shen Ju, resulting in the deaths of three players. They then lost two high ground towers and directly lost the first game.

In the final clash, Lin Jiang pulled off an amazing play, firing five shots in one second. Their AD carry only managed three auto-attacks before being instantly killed.

The entire audience was shocked; the damage comparison was absolutely brutal!

Lin Jiang slid to the enemy's crystal and destroyed it with a single shot, thus becoming famous overnight!

WG then realized this.

Lin Jiang knows how to play Lucian!

And he's a pro at playing Lucian!

Those haters who mocked Lin Jiang for not knowing how to play mid-lane Lucian back then have been thoroughly proven wrong by the post-match statistics.

A year later, Lin Jiang delivered a 5-1-7 performance to their faces and told them: Your dad knows how to play the game.

Last year, Lin Jiang remained silent in order to protect his teammates.

This year, again in order to protect his teammates, Lin Jiang didn't hesitate to pick Lucian and step up.

[Wow, I've wanted to say this for a long time. Back then, Lin Jiang didn't pick Lucian because Lucian only dealt damage and couldn't effectively extend the advantage to the side lanes.]

[After a year, Lin Jiang has finally had his name cleared!]

[Does anyone understand? I tried to explain River's situation last year, and I got flamed for it!]

[KUG must be kicking himself now, right?]

I think WG will definitely ban Lucian next game.

[Lin Jiang and Shen Ju are both expert Lucian players, they absolutely must be banned!]

[If that's the case, should Jayce be banned?]

[Hilarious, there's no way they can ban them all.]

It's impossible to ban them all; who understands the collapse of WG?