For professional e-sports players in the national LPL service, the first thing they need to cultivate when playing professional is their personal psychological quality and stress resistance.

You must learn to block negative information and get used to the malicious and mean ridicule on the Internet.

A truly mature veteran player has actually seen and experienced all kinds of storms and waves. He can see many things calmly, just focus on his own training and competitions.

So, in fact, they don’t care about the so-called trolls and blackzis, and they don’t really care about them.

Because you know those people are just black for the sake of blackness, and spray for the sake of spray.

Competing with such people is just a waste of your time.

but

Real fans are different.

If you can choose, professional players in the national server would rather accept the endless ridicule and insult from online navy trolls than face disappointed gazes from real fans.

Because those who truly support you, they accompany you along with you and are always full of expectations and hope for you.

But you are disappointing them again and again.

even

It is impossible to make a sure promise, and it is impossible to tell them firmly and confidently when will they see the dawn of victory?

This is the most uncomfortable thing.

After leaving the airport, the God Club members, Lin Feng and others got on the bus again and set off to return to the club's training base.

Along the way, the atmosphere in the car was quiet.

No one spoke.

Until I returned to the training base of God Club, everyone got out of the car and walked into the base hall, sitting in groups of three or three on the sofa and carpet in the living room, and they just lowered their heads and played with their mobile phones without talking and chatting.

The club's chief leader Zhang walked over and looked at his own players, and said with a smile:

“Thank you all the way.”

"Let's rest for a while in the morning, and we will officially review the meeting from the afternoon."

All that was received was a scattered response.

More team members were also looking at something with their mobile phones. They could capture the screens of these team members' mobile phones with a little sharp eyes. It was vaguely visible that it was the post posted by the passerby.

Team Leader Zhang and the coaches of his own coaching team looked at each other, and they all showed a helpless look.

The same thing

The navy trolls, their club can come forward to fight back hard and resolve the problem so as not to let their players be affected by the malicious intentions of the Internet.

But those real fans cannot interfere, and can only leave them to the players to face them themselves.

The atmosphere in the living room is still quiet.

None of the members of the God team wanted to get up and go back to the house to rest, but just sat there silently with their heads down.

Zeng Rui frowned slightly, showing a worried look.

Li Shiyi looked at Lin Feng, and Lin Feng just shook his head.

The current situation is not something that he can do with a few words of comfort. This kind of thing is not what he is good at. If he knew how to deal with it, then the later things would not have happened in the S1 season that year.

A creaking sound.

The door outside the living room was opened.

No. 3 walked in.

Now the God team members sitting in the living room reacted slightly and stood up one after another:

"senior"

"Senior No. 3."

No. 3 said "hmm", stood in front of the living room, looked at the group of God team members who were obviously depressed, and quickly guessed the situation and raised their eyebrows slightly:

"Is this a wilt again?"

The God players looked at each other and shook their heads:

"No"

"The coach asked us to rest and start reviewing the game in the afternoon."

But such an answer does not seem to satisfy No. 3: "Rest? If you rest, go back to the house and lie down on the bed and sleep, adjust the jet lag and mental state, what are you doing now, half-deadly in the living room?"

A God team member mustered up the courage and explained in a low voice:

“I can’t sleep now.”

No. 3 looked at the team member, looked around the living room, and glanced over the phones in the hands of several God players:

"Oh, just one or two posts, will you be like this?"

"Without what you senior number one said before?"

Another God team member argued:

"no."

"Those navy trolls don't matter, but there are more comments from real fans that make you feel heart-wrenching and uncomfortable."

Many other team members couldn't help but nodded, which was also what they thought.

No. 3 showed a little ridicule: "Oh, the trolls didn't let you down, but the real fans have wilted you all?"

The God team members opened their mouths but could not refute them.

No. 3 did not seem to have planned to give these God players a chance to continue to refute and argue, and their eyes swept over the faces in front of them:

"I am not like your senior number one. I can't tell so many high-level principles and I'm too lazy to talk nonsense."

"So I'll just say one thing, and I'll just say it once."

"You all know what the situation will be next year's new season, and you know how urgent it is. Now you are all here, you are lost and confused and depressed. If you have one more minute, you will waste one more minute."

"This year's finals are a foregone conclusion, and those who are disappointed are disappointed. Some people say you are a sinner, so they just take it seriously and regard every battle in the new season next year as your atonement battle."

"Let's place be clear and understand what you should do."

"Next year, the LPL region can't lose a single game. How many games do you think you can win now?"

The third speaks very fast.

He spoke sharply and ruthlessly.

After saying that, he didn't even give the God team members in the living room time to react, so he had already made a summary:

"Okay, that's it."

"If you can't sleep, don't sleep anymore. Don't wait for an afternoon. Let's start reviewing now!"

Then he ignored everyone in front of him and walked straight to the conference room of the God Club base.

Left a group of God players looked at each other, Fu Xiaochenxing took a deep breath, got up and quickly followed No. 3's back, Huang Xue Yege gritted his teeth and looked at the other team members:

"Why are you still standing there? Let's go!"

So a group of people quickly followed. At this time, the previously low and heavy atmosphere was swept away.

Zeng Rui looked at No. 3's back and couldn't help but exclaim:

"I am worthy of being the No. 3 senior"

Li Shi nodded and sighed: "It's completely different from Senior No. 1, but it works as well."

Tang Bingyao looked at Lin Feng:

"Is Fengzi staying here?"

Lin Feng thought for a while and shook his head: "It doesn't matter if I participate or not, I'll go to the next door first."

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