This is not a small domestic competition, this is a stage for the world's strongest players to shine.

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Chen Tianyu woke up.

When I opened my heavy eyelids, I saw the clock hanging high in the hotel.

Seattle time, 14:00.

Holy shit!

It's over.

Chen Tianyu felt a chill in his heart. He was so hungover that the whole team was probably already packing their luggage and preparing to go home, right?

Thinking of his choice to escape last night, Chen Tianyu looked at the entire page of unread new messages on his phone, his hands trembling, not daring to face it.

Comrades who once fought side by side chose to break out after remaining silent.

Liu Xing sent two WeChat messages one after another, first an apology, and then a screen full of question marks.

The rejecter with the best connections angrily asked him: "Do you want to destroy my dream to be happy?"

Messages like this made his original fear and fear deepen.

Only coach Gu Yun's WeChat did not scold him. He just told him calmly in the same tone as before.

"Just contact Cheng Yingying when you wake up."

Like a robot with empty eyes, Chen Tianyu mechanically found Cheng Yingying's phone number and dialed it.

"Sister Yingying, it's me."

"you're awake?"

"Yes, why aren't you at the hotel? You won't leave me and go back to China, right?"

"Why go back to China? We are competing at the venue!"

Playing at a venue?

After Cheng Yingying left an instruction to come over quickly, Chen Tianyu was shocked by these five words and could not recover for a long time.

He raised his head again and looked at the clock hanging high.

If I remember correctly, the first round of the loser's bracket was at nine o'clock in the morning...

So now?

Chen Tianyu vaguely thought of something that was almost impossible to happen. He jumped out of bed and quickly put on his clothes. Without even bothering to wash his face, he ran towards the competition venue as fast as he could.

Benaroya Concert Hall.

There was a huge crowd at the entrance of the venue, and when he wanted to enter, some people even asked him to sign autographs.

"Cty? Are you feeling better? Come on!"

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As soon as he entered the venue, Chen Tianyu was attracted by the scene on the big screen.

It turns out that we...were not eliminated.

The one still fighting on the screen is his own team.

Team Nanhu.

Sitting in the mid lane position is coach Gu Yun.

They reached the second round of the lower bracket and faced the powerful North American team, EG.

The two sides were close to each other, and the situation looked very tense.

Top professional players have their own judgment on the situation. Although the mid laner's economy and statistics are only in the middle and not very outstanding, the team is surprisingly balanced and the support resources are surprisingly good.

This...is this my teammate?

Chen Tianyu's eyes widened in surprise when he saw Liu Xing wielding Rubick and using his jumping knife to steal the key skill of the mystery, Black Hole, and successfully turn the situation around.

Thrilling cheers came from the audience seats.

In the second round of the loser group, the perfect performance of the auxiliary position pushed the emotions of the audience to the highest point.

"Too damn strong!"

"xingxing,X-god!"

"congratulations!"

The languages ​​may not be the same, but the emotions expressed are irrespective of nationality.

It turns out that my teammates can win the game even without me.

It turns out that when the coach comes on the bench and gives corresponding resources to his teammates, my teammates will become so strong.

It turns out that it was me who was holding back the entire team?

An indescribable emotion spread in Chen Tianyu's chest.

He once chased such a dream. When chasing the dream, he imagined that he was the first person. No matter whether he was second or third, he could only be first. We have to win.

Chen Tianyu still remembers the moment when he crushed all his opponents and won the championship in the Genius Youth Cup.

Facing the interview, his words were extremely simple: "No, I don't want to be 430, I want to be the number one player in Dota."

He has won before and thinks he will always win. Even if he doesn't win, it will only be temporary.

He loved his dream too much and was too naive. When he hit the first ceiling in his life, he began to squander his talent, and he lost the opportunity.

It is precisely because this is his dream and he has worked so hard to pursue it that when the dream is lost, it will be doubly painful.

It hurts even with just the slightest touch.

For example, Waterloo in the group stage, or the whole team's indifference to him.

All of these finally turned into regret when they saw the Nanhu team win again.

Why should I give up such happiness?

What can compare to the joy of immersing yourself in chasing your dreams?

Chen Tianyu had a dream when he was hungover.

In his dream, he missed this TI and has never won the highest honor in his career since then.

Only when we have done so many wrong things and realize that we have wasted so many years and deviated so far from our dreams, that we can no longer react so quickly or click so accurately, do we realize that we can never go back.

Only in the dream did he realize that this was the regret of youth and the price of growth.

Everyone has experienced such a process, maybe not Dota or sports, but we all have had such a dream.

In those years, we had girls we couldn't catch up with, basketball we couldn't play, games we couldn't win, students we didn't send out, and academics we couldn't pass. Those were dreams we couldn't grasp.

This is true youth, youth that burns like a fiery flame.

When Chen Tianyu woke up from his dream and saw a reality that was different from the dream, the game was over. In front of him were his teammates with complicated expressions and the coach who came on as a substitute.

"Oh, you're awake."

Unlike others who had cold and frosty faces, Gu Yun's attitude was actually very gentle.

Just as he had encouraged Chen Tianyu in the past, he greeted the talented young man gently.

It was as if he just accidentally got lost and took a walk outside, instead of making an unforgivable mistake in the eyes of his teammates - running away from the battlefield.

Chen Tianyu's eyes were moist.

He reviewed his behavior in his dream, and once viewed himself as Gu Yun.

A talented player indulges himself like this. What kind of mood does Gu Yun have to tolerate him like this, or even come on as a substitute to finish the game without saying a word?

He thought for a long time, maybe because of "trust".

Coach Gu Yun always believes that as long as he goes through the first hurdle with all his strength, when he wakes up and sees his trustworthy teammates and the atmosphere of unity, he will come back.

Looking at the abuse and blame on the whole screen of his mobile phone, he deeply felt sorry for his teammates who he spent time with day and night.

The proud Chen Tianyu found it difficult to face them.

However, coach Gu Yun supported him as always and never blamed him.

"You're finally back."

What he was afraid of, what he was afraid of, what he was worried about, and the layers of pressure and anguish that were thicker and thicker, all collapsed in the eyes and words called "forgiveness" and were vented in an instant.

He could no longer hold back his tears.

At this moment, the lost boy finally found redemption.

He finally understood that the strongest warriors did not rely on strong armor and strong bodies, but on the determination to survive and survive no matter what difficulties and setbacks they encountered.

He couldn't help crying. What he was crying was full of regret for his actions. He made a decision at this moment. He didn't want to escape, and he wouldn't escape anymore. He chose to become a true warrior until the end of the world.

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