No. 1809

After all, today's battle between the Emperor and Theo gave them hope, but also made them realize that the level of the Emperor is not as good as that of Japan.

Many analysis posts have been published, which basically say that the probability of the Emperor losing is too high. It's not that the Emperor is not excellent, but that the ability of the Japan team is too strong!

Let's put aside Yu Sixin.

Hoshino Ichi's skills are all world-class.

These people are not only members of the Japan team.

They are also players who are selected by Japan to participate in the world championship every year.

Moreover, the strength of the Emperor is not only reflected in individual skills, but more importantly, its own number of fans.

Any one person can lead a topic.

It is not limited to China.

For example, a long time ago, Lin Chentao said that Hoshino Ichi was his idol.

People who can be worshipped as idols by professional players can show their influence.

Emperor vs. Japan.

In China, it seems that there is not much difference.

But from the international e-sports events, the name of the Emperor has not appeared in the past three years.

Some foreign media have not looked through the history of the Imperial League. Such a team is really too inconspicuous.

Except for the most valuable e-sports player in it.

But it has been three years since Qin Mo was banned.

From a foreign perspective, because the Imperial League has not been outstanding in the past three years, has that person's strength already weakened?

After all, in China, many people will broadcast live on the Internet after becoming professional e-sports players.

The influx of huge fans seems to have made them forget their original intentions.

In the end, it is okay to do live broadcasts, but it is no longer okay to play professionally.

It is a very simple truth that the professional championship does not make money faster than live broadcasts.

And sometimes fans have fantasies about them, and there are countless girls who come to their door.

So in the eyes of foreign media, is the Imperial League already like this?

After all, the appearance of this team makes people sometimes even feel that they should be stars.

Not to mention Qin Mo.

Many people say that people will subconsciously position you if you are ugly.

Similarly, handsome people will also, but the positioning is different.

The more the discussion, the greater the pressure on the Supreme Alliance.

On the other hand, since they are professionals, they have to bear this pressure.

The lights in the Internet cafe were still on, but it was not open for business.

Yin Wuyao was holding a cigarette and was about to go to sleep when he heard someone knocking on the door.

He pulled the iron door up and saw three people standing in a row outside.

Xue Yaoyao and Feng Shang.

Probably because the holiday was coming, the atmosphere outside was particularly strong, and there was a Christmas atmosphere everywhere, plus it was snowing.

The three people wearing combat uniforms inside and cotton coats outside always looked very young.

However, Yin Wuyao thought about it. Originally, these three people were not very old, and the oldest was only 19 years old.

"Come in." Yin Wuyao was still holding a box of instant noodles in his hand. Now seeing three more people, he turned around and asked; "Do you want to eat?"

The three nodded together and followed Yin Wuyao, just like children following their parents.

While Yin Wuyao was holding a cigarette and cooking instant noodles, he was still thinking, is he considered to be a mother in advance?

There is one advantage of Internet cafes, there are a lot of snacks.

The three people did not train today, except that their faces are now recognizable outside, and they even wore masks when they walked over, and now they are sitting in the private room.

The private room is very large, and the three people are sitting there, holding a lot of snacks, watching Slam Dunk.

Unlike the previous national competitions, they did not play games like crazy this day, nor did they watch the tactics of Japan.

There are so many classic pictures about the Japanese team, they can think of them with their eyes closed. If there is a god in every field, Japan is undoubtedly the god team in the e-sports world.

Reason tells them that they should relax their mentality and face tomorrow's competition well.

But I just can't sleep.

It seems that sometimes I have this feeling.

When you are an ordinary person, you will want to live a more meaningful life.

When you are no longer ordinary, walking on the street, you see those people who can discuss the holidays as they please.

When you can only wear a mask and walk through the dazzling shops, you will always envy others.

The loneliness in my heart seemed to be unsettled, and even the uneasiness was something that no one could understand.

Because I could realize that my level was declining, I couldn't help but walk here.

Originally, he must have been alone, but as soon as he reached the corner of the street, he saw a little stutterer tying his shoelaces and Yaoyao waving at them not far away.

There was no appointment in advance, it was just such an encounter, as if everyone was the same, and only when they came here would they feel at ease.

They knew each other very well and what they were afraid of.

They were afraid that they would lose the game when the captain was not there.

They were afraid that their improper positioning would drag down the entire team.

These problems did not need anyone to tell them, they knew them very well.

Even so, they were afraid of these things and were still worried.

After all, when the game ended, Xiao Heitao was in a very bad state, and until now, her mobile phone had not been turned on.

The comments on the Internet continued.

You can’t satisfy everyone.

Even if you compete with illness, there will be people who find faults in it.

Yin Wuyao has been in the circle for a long time. When he brought out the noodles, he knew what they were thinking. He knocked on the edge of the pot with chopsticks: "Take the bowl."

"Why do these noodles feel a little hard?" He was the first to eat.

Feng Shang drank a sip of soup: "Yes, there are some to eat, just, it's good."

"Yeah." He accepted this argument.

Yin Wuyao was a rough uncle. He usually soaked noodles. Seeing these three people coming, he turned on the fire. He raised his eyebrows and took a bite. He found that it was not as good as soaked, so he didn't eat it. He lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then smiled and said: "I say you guys, I am an old man, I don't worry so much, you are so young, why do you think so many things? Even if you lose, you will have a chance in the future."

Pause, no words.

Yin Wuyao patted his shoulder: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, let's talk about it when the game starts tomorrow. Don't worry about misjudgment. These things are normal in the arena..."

I don't know if Yin Wuyao's advice worked or if people are more likely to rebel after they are full.

After eating the noodles, the three of them found their own beds and sofas and fell asleep there.

Yin Wuyao took a look and brought two quilts without expression.

One was covered on He Fengshang and the other on Xue Yaoyao, then he turned his head and turned off the lights in the room.

In the dark, he did not go to sleep, but turned his head and lit another cigarette.

Then he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Feng Yi: "Everyone is asleep. I have figured it out for now. I don't know what will happen tomorrow."

After seeing this message, Feng Yi raised his hand, loosened the collar of his shirt, raised his head, and looked at the lights of the city outside the window.

Yes, what should I do tomorrow?

He was not the only one thinking about this problem.

Lin Feng, who walked three blocks with his hands in his pockets and wearing a black fur long down jacket, was also thinking about this question.

Perhaps he was too focused on thinking, and he didn't even notice the glass door in front of him.

He bumped into it with a bang.

Lin Feng said in pain: "Ah Xi,"

The most embarrassing thing is not being seen by strangers when you make a fool of yourself.

But being seen by the people you know best.

This was accompanied by the chuckles of some girls.

What can Lin Feng do? He looked like he knew you were laughing at me.

Unfortunately, he was wearing a mask and this expression didn't get through.

But when he glanced to the side, he met a pair of eyes.

The man didn't ask him if it hurt, but raised his hand directly, pushed aside his hair on his forehead, and rubbed the red area with his fingertips.

You don't have to think about it, you know, the other party must have seen the scene just now.

"What are you thinking about without even looking at the road?" Yun Hu's voice was very flat.

Lin Feng coughed, avoided the topic, and avoided his hand: "Why are you here?"

Yun Hu did not intend to cover up his whereabouts: "I followed you all the way."

Lin Feng felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this.

Then he heard him say: "I've seen enough stupid things."

Lin Feng opened his mouth and wanted to start a fight.

"Let's find a place to talk." Yun Hu looked very serious: "I'm a little stressed."

Lin Feng's attitude changed so quickly when he heard this, and he put his hand on Yun Hu's shoulder: "Come on, tell your brother about anything that bothers you."

You know, from childhood to adulthood, he has a lot of troubles.

Yun Hu is the child of other people's families, pressure? Come on! Never!

And there has never been too many setbacks, except for the two of them.

It was all obvious to him, while Yun Hu really couldn't see anything.

Lin Feng wanted to be a close brother when he was a child, but he never had this opportunity, because Yun Hu was an excellent guy and had no pressure at all.

Even in the days before and after the college entrance examination, he was still running on time.

It seemed that nothing could affect him.

Now, finally, it was Yunhu's turn to need his guidance!

It was simply a dream come true!

Lin Feng happily took Yunhu to the side.

Yunhu only glanced at his hand on his shoulder, and the corner of his mouth curled up. This guy didn't seem to realize what it meant to be different between straight and bent.

The two of them were in the largest commercial plaza in Jiangcheng. This plaza was very fashionable, and because of the geographical location, there would be no few people even at night.

There were people selling balloons, singing with guitars, and some young people skating.

Maybe it was because Yunhu's height was too eye-catching. Even if both of them were wearing masks, there would be many girls who would look at their tall and slender figures.

Lin Feng didn't realize that these eyes were directed at the two of them. He sat on a bench designed in the square with Yunhu on his head, looking at the balloons not far away: "What kind of pressure is it? Afraid that you won't perform well tomorrow?"

Yunhu said "hmm" lightly, crossing his long legs. He didn't look like he was under pressure, as if he just wanted to find an excuse to stay with this person like this.

The festive atmosphere around was particularly strong.

Music could be faintly heard coming from the coffee shop.

It was Eason Chan's voice, singing: "Christmas Knot."

"I completely understand your mentality." Lin Feng seemed very experienced. He sighed and began to imitate Yun Hu's posture. He was quite relaxed when he sat there, but his hands were a little cold.

But this did not affect his interest in being a close friend!

"As long as you..."

"Wait for me." Yun Hu spoke before him: "I'll go buy a cup of coffee."

Lin Feng agreed with this. Being a close friend means drinking coffee to make it look formal!

There was a coffee shop next to it, and it sold out very quickly.

But these were not the main points.

The key point was that after Yun Hu came out with two cups of hot coffee, Lin Feng sat on the bench and saw that he was holding it, which was obviously a little hot. When he reached out to take it, he heard a sentence floating over from the side: "Look at how good her boyfriend is. His boyfriend is a man. He knows that it's cold, so he bought her a cup of coffee. You don't know anything but buy me one."

Lin Feng: ...

Boyfriend... His boyfriend is a man... He bought me coffee...

You can imagine how his expression was.

Yunhu said naturally: "Help me."

"Oh." Lin Feng thought to himself that the girl who just passed by was definitely a rotten girl. A rotten girl is rotten to everyone, and it has nothing to do with him.

Who would have thought that before he took the coffee, another voice floated over: "It's really dog-abuse. It's okay to go out in couple outfits, but they actually sit outside together to drink coffee."

Wearing... couple outfits?

Lin Feng turned his head and looked at the black long down jacket on Yunhu.

Girl, boys' down jackets are all the same.

If you look carefully, there are still differences.

How can this be a couple outfit!

Awkward.

Silly and innocent Lin Feng felt embarrassed, which shows how many people were watching him.

He couldn't drink this coffee at all.

After all, you have to take off your mask to drink coffee.

If he and Huzi took off their masks.

Who knows what kind of topic will be brought up at that time.

So Lin Feng didn't think much about it, and stood up across the steaming cup of coffee: "Let's go, and talk about it when we get back."

That was his original plan, but who knew that he probably stood up too quickly, and the cup in his hand tilted to the side, and he threw it out because it was so hot.

This scene was not only unexpected by Lin Feng.

Even Yun Hu didn't expect it.

There were coffee stains on his pants.

Because he was usually too neat, he looked a little embarrassed.

From that angle, it looked like Lin Feng wanted to refuse Yun Hu's coffee because he was concerned about other people's opinions, but he didn't know how to refuse.

The sense of alienation suddenly burst out...

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