Time jumps back to two hours ago. Lin Meng hadn't posted that Weibo yet. The members of Team E had just returned to the base. The atmosphere was extremely low, and everyone threw their things aside. Then, Yu Mo summoned them to a meeting in the hall.
There were two C-shaped burgundy sofas in the lobby of Team E's base, placed facing each other, forming an almost closed circle. Li Ze chose a corner and sat down. He looked up at the other members of Team E who came over one after another, and they all tacitly moved away from him and sat opposite him.
Li Ze couldn't help but feel embarrassed and rubbed the bottom of his trousers nervously. At this time, Yu Mo walked over. The man's long legs easily stepped over, and did not let Li Ze continue to feel embarrassed. He sat down next to him.
When Xiao Xingheng and Zhong Xiang arrived, Yu Mo spoke calmly.
"Losing games is common, nothing surprising." He said, "This isn't the first time we've had this blame-sharing meeting. As usual, everyone leads their own. I'll go first—"
"What are you trying to blame?" A-Lu suddenly interrupted him, raising his eyes coldly: "Captain, I'm going to say this right now. I tried my best today, and Panda did his best too. Lao Mai didn't even give us a chance to try our best. If you insist on taking the blame for that last shot, I have nothing to say." He said a few words impatiently, broke free from Panda and Lao Mai's pull, and stood up from the sofa: "Don't fucking pull me! I want to say, fighting is boring! I don't want to fight anymore! I'm leaving!"
"Sit down right there!" Yu Mo's brows furrowed. "You dare leave while I'm in a meeting? Are you really that thick-skinned?"
Yu Mo rarely gets angry, but whenever he lowers his voice and yells at someone, he is very intimidating. Ah Lu has a bad temper and often gets angry and no one can stop him. But after being yelled at by Yu Mo, he froze in place.
The young man still glared angrily. He looked at Li Ze, then at Yu Mo. After a long time, he reluctantly sat back.
Yu Mo turned to look at Li Ze.
"I want to hear your thoughts." He said slowly.
Li Ze's cheek twitched.
"I didn't instigate your joining our team. To be honest, I didn't pay serious attention to your psychological dynamics from the beginning." Yu Mo said naturally: "I formally apologize to you on this point."
He is too good at talking. Li Ze looked down at his toes, feeling at a loss.
"I want to know what you think right now." Yu Mo said, "About playing professionally, about our team, and including today's game."
"I..." Li Ze moved his cracked lips.
"If you have something to say, just say it. I don't like people who hide things, and I don't want misunderstandings between teammates," said Yu Mo.
Li Ze had reasons for wanting Yu Mo to be the leader of a team. He was too fair, or at least fair and tactful enough, making him very suitable for psychological counseling.
He was almost persuaded.
"I... I actually really like... BOD." Li Ze said softly, "I... I didn't do it on purpose." He was a little anxious, and suddenly raised his head, staring into Yu Mo's eyes and said stubbornly, "This is not my true level, it's really not."
"You don't have to become a professional BOD player if you like it," said Yu Mo.
"I like professional players, too!" Li Ze said quickly, "I really admire all the professional players!"
"I believe you really like professional gamers and have aspirations to become a professional BOD player," Yu Mo said bluntly. "BOD can be your hobby, but when a hobby becomes a profession, its nature changes."
"Isn't it good to have a career doing what you love?" Li Ze said in shock. "How many people want that! It's just that their real situation doesn't allow it!"
"When a hobby becomes a job, you will most likely no longer like it." Yu Mo said calmly.
"That's right." Zhong Xiang sighed and echoed the advice, "Dragon, your family isn't short of money. Being a streamer is actually a pretty good choice. You don't have to bear such a huge pressure to play professionally. Being a streamer is easy, and it will give you a better sense of self-identity..."
"Just because your family is rich doesn't mean you can't play professionally? Just because your family is rich doesn't mean you can't make mistakes? Everyone grows stronger from weak! Were you all always victorious?" Li Ze said in disbelief. "Besides, isn't the captain's family also rich? Isn't the captain also a rich second-generation? Isn't the captain also shining in the professional circle?" He stood up suddenly and shouted, "My wish is to be like the captain!"
Yu Mo leaned back slightly, leaning against the sofa, and laughed loosely: "Do you want to be like me?" He shook his head: "No, you don't want to."
Li Ze murmured: "What..."
"When playing games becomes your job, you're forced to accept the pressure that comes with it. You have to accept its high standards, strictness, and inhumanity. You're responsible for both the good and the bad." Yu Mo said, "You've seen it in today's game. It's not that you can't make mistakes or grow from weak to strong, but games are no longer just activities to please you. You're just a tool to win. If you can't win, you're useless. You have to accept everyone's negative comments about you. This is just the preliminaries. The official arena will be even more cruel."
Li Ze widened his eyes slightly.
"I'm not going to talk to you about how many mistakes you made during the race." Yu Mo's tone remained calm. "This is for tomorrow's review. After the review, your compensatory training will be doubled. I'm giving you a heads-up."
When it comes to compensatory training, Li Ze's face changes slightly, and he even trembles a little.
"Do you have anything else to say about the team?" Yu Mo asked, "Let's not do anything today, just be frank."
Li Ze glanced at A Lu and Xiao Xingheng who had been standing there with a cold look on his face the whole time, and moved his lips.
"I feel like the Star God is... prejudiced against me." He said with a stern face and a slightly cold tone, "He always views me with this prejudice, which is very detrimental to my development."
"?!" Xiao Xingheng turned his head, widened his eyes slightly, and laughed out of anger.
"Okay." He took a breath, suppressed his anger, nodded, and folded his arms, saying, "I admit, I am biased against you. After all, it was me who guaranteed you a spot in Team E. I thought your skills would be more sophisticated than what I saw. My mistake."
"But this is my first time playing professionally too. You can't set such a high bar for me just because you've been a legend before." Li Ze glanced at Yu Mo. Seeing that Yu Mo had no intention of helping anyone, he became more confident and said, "My poor performance has a lot to do with you always scolding me!"
Xiao Xingheng looked at him for two seconds, as if he had lost his temper. He chuckled faintly, "Alright, this is my first time as a coach." He looked away and said casually, "I'm sorry that I don't know how to educate people."
Li Ze was in a good mood and said, "And A-Lu."
A Lu: “?!”
Li Ze: "He just spoke rudely to me on the court. If he hadn't yelled at me, I wouldn't have made the mistake and been killed instantly by the opponent!"
Ah Lu was young and hot-headed, and didn't have the good manners of Xiao Xingheng. He immediately cursed: "What the hell are you talking about? You're going to die, and I don't care!"
Li Ze took a step back in fear, fell back onto the sofa, and turned to complain to Yu Mo: "Captain, look!"
Yu Mo glanced at A Lu and raised his chin: "Brother Zhong, pour Lu Jiancheng a glass of water to help him cool down."
The bell rang very clearly, and he immediately said, "Oh, good!"
Glancing at the wall clock, it was almost time, so Yu Mo announced the end of the meeting and asked Zhong Xiang to collect their cell phones, so that they could avoid the social media apps that were already in a state of uproar and go back to have a good sleep to adjust their state.
After confirming that they had all returned to their rooms, Yu Mo called Xiao Xingheng and Zhong Xiang to go to the sunroom on the rooftop to talk.
"I really, f**king regret this." Zhong Xiang smoked a cigarette, frowned, and said bitterly, "I really shouldn't have signed this ancestor. If I could turn back time, I would never sign such a harmful thing even if I was sent back home to farm!"
"Alright." Yu Mo borrowed his light, then looked out the window with the cigarette butt between his lips. "There's no point in talking about this now. It's best to calm him down first, so he doesn't go around spreading rumors about discord within our team. If we lose the game, he'll be manipulated." He blew out a puff of his eyelids and glanced sideways at Xiao Xingheng. "Hey, don't take what happened just now too seriously."
"I understand." Xiao Xingheng twitched the corner of his lips: "We've been friends for so many years, how could I still be angry with you?"
Zhong Xiang said worriedly, "What should I do now? Can I still kick him out and replace him with someone else?"
"Who are you going to replace him with at this moment?" Yu Mo snorted and laughed. "Besides, he didn't violate any of the mandatory terms. What reason do you have to kick him out?"
"Who knows? Silence's call today might just make this young master come to his senses. He'll rush to terminate your contract tomorrow morning." Xiao Xingheng sneered, "After all, compensatory training is no joke."
"If he doesn't have it, then maybe he still has some conscience." Yu Mo said, "Just use it for now. Maybe it can come in handy in the resurrection match."
"Will there be a resurrection match?" Zhong Xiang asked in surprise, "Did you hear any rumors?"
"That's my guess," Yu Mo said. "We're not the only top-tier team that suffered losses in the qualifiers. The organizers aren't stupid, unless they really don't want a ticket to the World Championship."
"You really have a good attitude." Zhong Xiang sighed, feeling deeply moved: "Silence, to be honest, I really admire you."
"Why admire me?" Yu Mo smiled.
"Your breadth of mind and vision."
"You've been in muddy waters for a long time, and you've developed this kind of broad-mindedness and vision." Yu Mo, cigarette in hand, smiled, "I don't want it yet."
Zhong Xiang curled his lips.
"Hey, I suggest you go take another look at Lu Jiancheng." Yu Mo said, "Tell me whether you're crying or laughing. I don't know when that kid will mature."
Zhong Xiang nodded, put out his cigarette and went downstairs.
At this time, only Yu Mo and Xiao Xingheng were left upstairs.
Yu Mo looked calm and composed, but Xiao Xingheng's expression was rather serious.
"Hey." He whispered, "Now that Zhong Xiang is not here, can I ask you a truth?"
Yu Mo: "Hmm?"
"What happened with that last shot?" Xiao Xingheng frowned.
Yu Mo glanced sideways and raised the corner of his lips.
"Do you think I'm soft-hearted?" he teased.
"Impossible." Xiao Xingheng gritted his teeth and took a step forward: "You absolutely won't let me win. I know you best."
Yu Mo looked at him for two seconds and then looked away.
"I'm twenty-four, Xingheng." He smiled with an ambiguous smile and said, "Even old horses stumble sometimes. Can't you be a little understanding with me?"
"It's not that I don't want to understand you!" Xiao Xingheng said anxiously, "I'm just worried about you! Because I am——"
I just didn't take the short-term pain seriously, and just let it go, letting the condition get worse and worse, until -
He couldn't continue speaking. He raised his hand to his forehead, leaned against the wall and let out a heavy sigh.
"That's enough." Yu Mo actually laughed at his expression and punched him with her fist: "You're just trying to make the little girl feel bad. You lied to me, forget it."
The atmosphere was completely disrupted, and Xiao Xingheng was helpless: "I say, can you be serious when you need to be serious?"
"I know." Yu Mo said, "Don't worry, I know better than anyone else."
He raised his forearm, stretched out his five fingers, and looked carefully at the divine right hand in the light.
"I know better than anyone how far I can go." He seemed to have some feeling and spoke word by word.
When Li Ze returned to the room, he heard A Lu slamming the door angrily, and he felt so relieved.
He felt that his previous flattery was effective, so Yu Mo naturally stood on his side.
With the captain's support, what else does he have to fear?
What if these people are rude to me? They only weigh a few pounds!
But today's game...
He thought about it and it was really unbearable to look back.
Although I am at fault, it is not the same person's fault, right?
Didn’t Mo Shen also say that at the blame-taking meeting, they couldn’t put all the blame on him alone? Didn’t Mo Shen’s last shot not hit anyone?
Anyway, I have to review it tomorrow, so I’ll talk about it when I review it! I don’t care about it today, I’ll sleep on it first.
Li Ze let out a long sigh and fell on the bed.
After closing his eyes for a while, he seemed to have thought of something and took out a cell phone from under the pillow.
His family is rich, so it is common for him to have more than one mobile phone, and WeChat accounts also have big and small accounts.
Although Zhong Xiang took away their cell phones in order to protect their mentality, Li Ze was still very curious about the outside world's reactions.
So he logged into his own WeChat account.
I guess most people ask about his situation on his main WeChat account, but there are also some cunning people who don’t get his reply on the main account and then go to his secondary account to ask.
[Dragon, is it fun playing professionally?]
"If you had known your level was low, you shouldn't have embarrassed yourself in the professional arena. Look, the championship team couldn't even pull you off even with four players on one."
[Hey, why don't you come back? Isn't it nice to eat, drink, and have fun? Why are you looking for trouble?]
[Before they kick you out, quickly leave on your own. You can still save some face, hahaha!]
Everyone was waiting to see him make a fool of himself.
The more Li Ze looked, the darker his eyes became, and then he sat up straight from the bed in anger.
"You know shit about BOD." He angrily replied, "There are many reasons for losing the game, and it's not just me!"
[I don't understand BOD. I just heard that ever since you joined Team E, they can't even win in scrimmages and they also failed in the qualifiers. It's either your fault or your bad luck that the championship team's luck has also worsened. Seriously, they really didn't say they were going to replace you [dog head].]
[Haha, I'm really sorry to disappoint you. God Mo didn't even mention replacing me. Ah Lu criticized me before, but God Mo taught me a lesson. God Mo gave me some psychological counseling and told me to keep working hard! He sees my potential!]
[A last-place support, potential? The whole world knows Team E is playing four-on-one.] The other party scoffed and shared a Weibo post.
Li Ze was stunned for a moment, then clicked it without understanding why.
Then he saw Winter_LEMON’s latest Weibo status from half an hour ago.
How many of these trolls actually understand BOD? Is it easy for Team E to go four against six? If I were playing against a support team like that, I would just take my hands off the keyboard.
Li Ze's face gradually turned pale, and the hand holding the phone began to tremble.
The person on the other end of WeChat, still feeling unsatisfied, gloated, "Hey, I remember you asked your dad to pressure Team E's Manager Zhong to get in, right? Isn't that a bit embarrassing? You said you had to perform so badly that even the winning team couldn't stand it. Four against six, I didn't know I'd think you were Winter's spy, fixing the match for Winter!"
Li Ze's pupils shrank.
He got carried away and logged onto Weibo. His private mailbox and new message notifications were flooded with insults.
Li Ze's eyes turned red with excitement after just two glances.
In particular, some people actually questioned whether he was helping Winter to fix the game and how much money he received to hinder Team E.
Li Ze felt like he was about to faint from anger. He smashed his phone viciously on the bed sheet, his anger surging in his heart, with nowhere to vent.
He must find an outlet to vent his anger, otherwise he will explode!
Who am I looking for... Who am I looking for...
It’s LEMON…yes, all LEMON!
It was LEMON who set the pace for him, and it was LEMON who forced the blame on him! Let everyone on the Internet insult him!
It was also LEMON's wishful thinking that she wanted to sign with Team E, but she failed to sign the contract, which led to the whole team only thinking about her good things, and being sarcastic, discriminatory and contemptuous of her!
Li Ze instantly determined his direction.
It's all Lemon! Everything he suffered was because of that woman!
Yu Mo discovered Lin Meng's Weibo post a little late. By the time he found out, Lin Meng had already become a hot topic. He immediately realized that this Weibo post would only intensify the inherent contradictions and might even make Li Ze lose his temper. So he immediately called Crystal and Lin Meng himself, and persuaded Lin Meng to delete the Weibo post.
Although it was deleted, it still gave the troublemakers a handle, and the subsequent comments were a hot topic. It is estimated that it will take a lot of public relations efforts to settle it.
Lin Meng later realized her mistake and regretted her impulsive behavior, so she apologized to Yu Mo reluctantly and then turned around to apologize to Crystal.
Yu Mo didn't say anything to her, but Crystal's face was full of indescribable expression when facing her apology.
"If it weren't for the fact that you can win the game." He poked Lin Meng's nose with a finger and said through gritted teeth, "I really want to tie you up and throw you back to Silence's lair! Tell him to send you back to where you came from!"
Lin Meng: “???”
She understood the meaning, but why did the way it was expressed seem so vulgar?
Well, this is very Crystal.
Just as Yu Mo predicted, after the results of the preliminaries were announced, the organizers shamelessly launched the project planning for the resurrection match.
As for the selection of teams to participate in the resurrection match, firstly, it depends on the overall performance during the game, which is counted by relevant scores; secondly, it is voted by fans, and the number of votes is multiplied by a certain weight. The two are accumulated and finally ranked from high to low. The top ten teams will be qualified to participate in the resurrection match.
The old-fashioned teams have a solid fan base, which undoubtedly opened a back door for some of the old-fashioned teams and temporarily calmed the public anger.
When Lin Meng heard the news, she jumped up from the computer excitedly, put on her headset and started cheering. She stopped playing ranked games and felt justified in AFK, which made Heping, who was duo-queuing with her, cry out in anxiety.
The schedule for the resurrection match was quickly determined. Because it had to be held before the autumn season, it was arranged very tightly, with a random draw and a BO3 elimination system.
Team E drew Team XQ this time.
When Yu Mo told Lin Meng the news, Lin Meng was full of confidence.
"XQ! I can win even with my eyes closed!" She said, "I must win this time, Yu Mo!"
Yu Mo sighed: "Alas."
Lin Meng's heart immediately sank: "What are you sighing about?"
Yu Mo sighed and said, "To be honest, I don't have much confidence."
Lin Meng suddenly became anxious: "Why don't you have confidence?"
Yu Mo said regretfully, "I lost to you last time and I started to doubt my life."
Lin Meng's heart twitched when she mentioned that. Thinking back on it, she felt that she was so cruel at that time: "Don't, you are the God of Silence! Aren't you experienced and thick-skinned?"
Yu Mo, who was thick-skinned and old, said: "When you get older, your mentality will change."
Lin Meng listened to what he said and said in confusion, "Huh?"
Yu Mo: "Otherwise, why do old people always seem to be sad about the passing of time? To be honest, every time I play ranked matches now, I feel a sense of loneliness and helplessness. I might be... on the decline."
Lin Meng: “Stop!!!!”
She really began to feel guilty. When she thought about how she was the one who won the competition that day and yet she went to Yu Mo to complain bitterly, and Yu Mo actually comforted her so sincerely, she felt more and more like she was not a human being.
"Well, well..." She scratched her head and thought for a long time, then cautiously suggested: "How about I play a few ranked games with you?"
Yu Mo sighed and said, "Forget it. You can't heal me. There's no room for two snipers in one group. Just let me go to the battlefield alone!"
Lin Meng: "No, no, no, I'll heal you, I'll assist you, I'll be your bound healer!"
Yu Mo hissed softly, hissing meaningfully: "Really?"
Lin Meng: "I mean what I say! Wait, I'll go borrow an account and come right over!"
Yu Mo: The plan is smooth
Well, let that bastard have fun for two more days.
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Oh my god, I actually updated on time. Today, the dorm has no water, electricity, or internet, and it’s getting colder and rainy outside. I don’t even want to talk about how much suffering I went through today just to find a place to write. o(╥﹏╥)o
Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or provided me with nutrient solution between 2019-11-25 18:59:05 and 2019-11-26 23:30:56~
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