Glory [e-sports]

The door wasn’t closed, and a gap had been left there, so Wei Xiao had come in directly. He hadn’t been trying to eavesdrop, so he didn’t know what was going on and only vaguely heard the words ‘first grade’, and ‘to Wei Xiao’.

Wei Xiao’s interest was piqued, and he interpreted these words simply, “What first grade? A photo of my captain from first grade?”

When these words came out, Wei Xiao was the first to be excited by his own words.

First grade.

Seven years old.

Was the pale and cute and lovely little captain just as meticulous and unsmiling as he was now?

Or was the seven year old little captain an innocent and naïve boy who hadn’t yet learned his refrigeration skills?

Getting affected by something he came up with on his own, Wei Little Xiao was a really special one.

Money tensed up. “I’m not, I didn’t, don’t frame me!”

F*ck, if he spread out that kind of picture, Lu Feng would take him down and destroy him. However, he didn’t have any photos of Lu Feng from when he was that little. Lu Feng had been abroad until he was 10 years old, and he had already become a cool and distant youth by the time he came back. Mo Hui didn’t know what he was like as a child.

Wei Xiao was very disappointed. “Then what are you saying you’ll give me from first grade?”

Mo Hui glanced at Lu Feng and said, “I was talking about your captain’s composition from the first year of middle school!”

Wei Xiao: “???”

Lu Feng stared at Mo Hui, his eyes filled with warning.

Mo Hui: “!” Forget it, he would give up his life for the sake of RR”s future!

Wei Xiao continued to make things up in his brain. This time, it was the young captain from first year middle school, sitting at his desk and carefully writing out a short composition about his dreams, the future, and blah blah blah.

“I want it!” Wei Xiao said quickly, “I want the composition, too. Where is it? Give it to me quickly!” He would take it back and frame it as an heirloom!

Mo Hui continued to sneak glances at Lu Feng.

Lu Feng didn’t look at him again.

Wei Xiao naturally knew what Mo Hui wanted and opened his mouth to say, “Give me your little composition, and I’ll help you plead with the captain and get him to share the analysis report with you.”

Mo Hui froze. “This…”

Although this development was a bit strange, it seemed to be in line with his goal?

He’d originally intended to use this piece of black history to threaten Lu Feng, but… he’d managed to hook a little lunatic instead?

Wei Xiao had already started up his acting spoiled mode. “Captain~”

Lu Feng: “……”

How could Mo Hui not understand how things were after looking at this situation?

The iceberg had a hard time against this little sticky one, and FTW’s real voice of power was in the hands of this little lunatic!

“Deal!”

Mo Hui didn’t hesitate to sell out his old classmate. For the sake of RR, and for the sake of Little Moon-moon, he wasn’t scared of life or death!

Wei Xiao suddenly recalled another thing and turned to stare at Mo Hui. “Why do you have my captain’s first grade composition?”

Mo Hui: “Er……”

Wei Xiao fur stuck up alertly, and the alarms rang continuously. “How many years has it been, why did you keep my captain’s composition?”

Mo Hui: “…………”

Wei Xiao’s jealousy rushed up to the heavens. “Could it be that you’re secretly in love with my captain!”

Mo Hui: “………………….”

The relationship between Wei Xiao and Lu Feng was the type where those who knew about it knew everything, and those who didn’t know anything, knew nothing at all.

Mo Hui was obviously one of the people who knew.

He was a good single dog. How come he had ended up standing in the middle of the storm!

Lu Feng purposely remained silent, his black eyes filled with, ‘You brought this on yourself’.

Wei Xiao blew up. “The captain is mine. Your secret love for him will be fruitless!”

Mo Hui watched as the water from the Yellow River rushed up toward his face. If this went on, he wouldn’t be able to clear his name even if he jumped right in to wash himself clean. He said quickly, “For revision!”

Wei Xiao: “?”

Mo Hui had really lost face. Even before exposing Lu Feng’s black history, he’d managed to thoroughly sell himself out. “You know… haven’t you encountered it before? When your composition is really bad, and your teacher gives you a composition that got full marks for you to write out from the start…”

Wei Xiao: “……”

Mo Hui naturally wasn’t interested in Lu Feng.

He’d kept the composition from their first year of middle school because they were from the same class, and Lu Feng had been number one in their grade. He was a model student, while Mo Hui’s composition had scored at the very bottom. Even children from the first grade of primary school would’ve laughed at it.

The teacher, in a rage, had given him Lu Feng’s composition and told him to copy it out three times.

Mo Hui certainly hadn’t copied it, but he’d taken the composition home.

His Grandma Mo had happened to come by for a visit and was overjoyed to see this well written and content rich essay. She’d been pleasantly surprised. “Little Hui, did you write this? It’s so well written!”

Mo Hui: “……”

Grandma Mo spent a full 800 words praising it without repeating herself, and Mo Hui really didn’t have the guts to tell her that this was an excellent example template he was supposed to copy, so he’d ended up shamelessly accepting her praise.

Grandma Mo was really overjoyed. She took the composition and kept it like a treasure.

So, this composition was particularly well protected and had been left there for a good several years…

After hearing this story, Wei Xiao found the entire thing incredible.

Mo Hui: “Do you get it now?” Any kind of learning scum must have encountered this kind of thing before.

Wei Xiao shook his head. “I don’t. I’ve been number one in my class ever since I was a child. Although my compositions never won any awards, I’ve been featured on campus tabloids.”

Mo Hui: “???”

It wasn’t until after he gave out Lu Feng’s composition and obtained Fu Li’s research analysis that he came to a conclusion. Mo Hui slapped his own thigh. “No wonder Laozi lost to them. What is a group of study gods doing here playing games? Wouldn’t it be good for them to go and engage in scientific research instead?”

Moonlit: “……”

After Mo Hui left, Wei Xiao took the composition that Lu Feng had written in his first year of middle school and read over it again and again.

His handwriting was neat, and the paragraphs were clean. The content within was also beautifully written.

The reason why it was beautiful was because the topic of this composition was a little heartbreaking––how wonderful it was to have a home.

This sentence was too ironic for Lu Feng.

Lu Feng had written a very beautiful and very well structured composition that had gotten a high score but had nothing to do with himself.

The smile on the corner of Wei Xiao’s mouth grew tighter and tighter as he looked at it. He could taste the bitterness in these perfect words and sentences.

Lu Feng hugged him from behind. “Why do this?”

Wei Xiao’s back stiffened. He didn’t really want Lu Feng to read over his own composition again.

Lu Feng didn’t care about this essay he’d previously written. Instead, he pecked him on the neck. “Why ask Mo Hui for these things?”

Wei Xiao’s heart was sour, his voice soft, “I want to know about your past…”

Lu Feng: “Just ask me.”

Wei Xiao: “!”

Lu Feng: “If you want to see, then I’ll take you back home when there’s time. I still have some of these things.”

Wei Xiao turned his head, his black eyes shining bright. “Oh yeah… Why did I get fooled by Money? Obviously, you’re the one who knows yourself best. I…”

At the thought of how he’d ‘sold’ the research analysis, Wei Xiao was annoyed. “Ahhhh, I’m so stupid, why didn’t you remind me just now!”

Lu Feng smiled slightly. “Family stupidity shouldn’t be publicized outside.”

Wei Xiao: “…………”

Little Stupid Wei pounced up and bit at his boyfriend’s thin smiling lips.

In fact, regardless of whether it was FTW, Lu Feng, Wei Xiao, or even Fu Li, they didn’t mind sharing these things with RR.

The China competition zone had been in a slump for too long.

They were eager for the world championship, strengthening their local competition zone, and seeing the rise of more strong teams.

What they were most afraid of was not having no achievements, but of having no one to fight for them.

TPT, RR, 3U……

The new generation was holding up the China competition zone with hard work and sweat.

To be fair, RR were very qualified as sandbags. They were easy to use and resistant to beatings.

After playing for seven or eight hours, Mo Hui complained bitterly, “I regret it, Laozi regrets it!”

Damn it, he was getting old, and his body couldn’t keep up. He couldn’t beat these young people anymore.

Moonlit: “Ha ha.”

Wei Xiao: “Ha ha.”

Lu Feng: “Ha.”

Money: “……”

Don’t ask, if you ask, then he really did have back pain!

Later on, 3U also joined the ranks of the sandbags. To Wei Xiao’s great surprise, Brother Sleep, who never spoke a word when Cong Yi was there, was now talking.

Although he still wasn’t talkative and used so few words that it still required translation, the curious thing was that his teammates in 3U could understand him.

One word from Asleep, “Point.”

Li Chun quickly went to stand at a certain point in the river in the middle of the canyon, having completely understood what Sleep God meant!

Wei Xiao was left speechless. “A plug-in?”

Li Chun replied delightedly, “Don’t you think it’s great? My captain’s instructions are simple, fast, and effective.”

The premise for this was being able to understand…

And you guys can’t call this a command, it’s a code!

Could it be that one of the criteria for joining 3U in the future was to understand these Morse-like codewords?

Badass, UuU.

Cong Yi was still the team’s support. It was said that he and Asleep talked for two hours after the semi-finals.

Wei Xiao couldn’t imagine how they’d talked, but after that conversation, 3U was now trying something new.

Cong Yi didn’t switch to the mid-lane, but he began working on a new way of playing support.

Who said that a support player couldn’t lead the rhythm of the game?

Who said that a support player can’t make amazing plays?

Who said that a support couldn’t be ever-changing?

Cong Yi didn’t want to be Yan Jiang. He wanted to open up a new path for support players!

Wei Xiao glanced at his own vegetable.

Bai Cai: “Don’t look at me!”

Wei Xiao poked his forehead. “No one’s asking you to learn from them. It’s great having a salted fish vegetable.”

Bai Cai was stunned.

It was quiet and peaceful before the globals, like the calm before the storm

War was coming, and FTW’s training grew even more intense.

They fought with their fellow brothers, battled against the Team of Gods, constantly reviewing and analyzing their games. In just one short week’s time, FTW’s growth was amazing.

The 16 finalists from the globals assembled, and a fierce battle was imminent.

With only two days left in the countdown, the organizers announced an innovative change in the competition system for the globals.

There was an uproar online as soon as the news came out. This change was a really big one!

Glory was really ruthless and was launching new talents prior to the start of the competition. This time, they were launching five new talents all in one go.

There were new talents for the thief, warrior, mage, hunter, and priest classes.

Players of the game were all excited and after studying the new talents for a long time, they came to a conclusion, “These are all f*cking tailor-made for professional players!”

Five talents was just enough to form a team with. What’s more, these five talents were easy to figure out, difficult to master, and had very high operation limits.

Ordinary players could use them, and passers-by could show off with them, but a gap would instantly open up when they fell into the hands of professional players. It was like playing two completely different heroes.

The fans were focused on: “This is interesting, this competition will be fun to watch!”

“Go, go, go, give me a showdown to the death in the holographic projections!”

“Ahhhhh, I feel that the new thief and warrior talents are a good match. After looking at the background information video, it seems like it’s another deep and sadistic love affair.”

“The priest is also exciting. How come it feels like a love triangle?”

“Who, who, who? A love triangle between the mid, jungle, and support?”

“No! It’s top-jungler-support…”

“What kind of devil’s match is this?”

“It’s probably because there are too many love relationships between mid-jungler-support and jungler-support-marksmen, so the game officials wanted to stir up something new?”

“Looking forward to it! If we fill in the gaps with our FTW, wouldn’t that be our twin jungler kings and little wifey?”

“That’s a triangle of sugar from FTW. If you want to suffer knives, then please take a look at the old and new FTW…”

“Holy shit… Yan Lu Xiao?”

“Keep it implicit!”

The introduction of new talents was a normal thing, but there was another innovation that caused a stir.

The global competition games would still be held in BO5 mode, but the battle of freedom that was the last match had been moved forward to become the first match.

That meant that the first match of the game would be a blind selection of talents without BP. This instantly took the fans’ excitement to a new peak.

“This…”

“My FTW is going to dominate!”

“The first game is a blind selection, meaning that FTW’s inherited shadow thief can finally be released!”

“Holy shit, doesn’t this mean that FTW will never be zero shaved again?”

This so-called ‘zero shaved’ meant losing the game 3:0. These words referred to FTW being able to stably win the first game.

“Calm down! Think about Xie He’s immortal warlock… Yuan Ze’s death knight… Gary’s shadow thief is very badass too…”

“And there’s Li Heran’s elemental shaman with Kim Sung-hyun’s gold hunter…”

“That winning line-up that Y1 has maintained for two years…”

“Hurry up, hurry up, everyone make noise about how much you want to watch the game!”

Having the battle of freedom shift from the fifth match to the first match was something that made everyone both happy and worried.

However, the competition committee wasn’t concerned about this. It had made this adjustment for the sake of traffic.

A team’s trump card would be used right at the start. This meant that their audience ratings would absolutely be able to go up against the heavens.

There was also another unprecedented adjustment that was tantamount to a blow to many teams.

This year’s BO5 adopted the full game BP model.

This so-called full game BP meant that banned and selected talents couldn’t be repeated across all the matches in a game.

The exception was the blind selection in the first match.

Starting from the second match, the four ban positions (reduced from six to four) could no longer be repeated throughout the whole game. For example, if the red side banned the shadow thief in the second match, then that talent could no longer be banned during subsequent matches.

The same was true for the selected positions. For example, if the shadow thief was used in the second match, then it couldn’t be used again in the next match.

What did that mean?

It was like cutting off the left arm of professional players who were only good at one or two talents.

The teams who had relied on only one or two line-ups to gain dominance were instantly left in a tight spot.

The new competition system for the globals was both fierce enough and exciting enough!

It was Glory’s peak level competitive event that would show everyone more than a limited set of line-ups and talents. They hoped to display more talents on the competitive arena, and bring more surprises to the audience.

This was a good starting point, and this innovation had indeed mobilized the audience’s enthusiasm to the greatest extent.

But…

Countless clubs had their hair turn white overnight.

What the hell…

Did they think that the coaching team had too much hair? Would they only be satisfied when they all turned bald?

FTW’s fans were jubilant as soon as the competition system came out.

“Sure enough, as long as you live for long enough, any good thing can fall from the sky.”

“If I remember correctly, our FTW has two players with a deep talent sea?”

“Yea, one is the great demon king, and the other is the little lunatic. Lu-Xiao CP, give it a try?”