Chapter 39 Helplessness
Qi You can see that OUR will lose the game tonight, and everyone is responsible.
In the confrontation with Lu Zhuxing’s lane, there will always be a backhand entry, and there will always be fewer people in the team fight on the other side, so OUR cannot beat it four-on-five.
The tool mage system of KK in the middle has taken shape. When both sides are magic thorns, the contrast is obvious. They are always less decisive than the other side when starting a team.
Archer Yinyue is the most aggrieved. He always evaporates first in team battles and cannot deal the damage he deserves.
Assistant Ke Bei was too confident, made several wrong decisions, and fought several team battles that he shouldn't have.
The jungler Qingquan, a blue-collar jungler, is too aggressive, but he is frank and does no damage, and his teammates can't keep up with the last hit without anyone in the team.
In short, the cooperation between the players is sparse, the coach is wavering in the playing system, and there are many mistakes in BP.
It feels like everyone in OUR knows that Zhu Xing’s condition is declining, but they still choose to believe in him, believing that he will always bring miracles to everyone.
After learning from the logistics girl that OUR’s review was over, Qiyou knocked on Zhu Xing’s door.
It was approaching midnight, and Shunian shut himself in the conference room silently to reflect deeply. Zhu Xing was the only one in the room.
When the door to the room was opened, the lights had not been turned on. Zhu Xing walked out of the darkness with endless dejection and looked at Qi You tiredly.
To be honest, he prefers to be alone now.
Qiyou understood the resistance in Zhu Xing's eyes, and read from his actions that he had no intention of inviting her into the room.
Heh…
Qi You was silent for a while, then chuckled. Under Zhu Xing's surprised gaze, she pushed him away forcefully, entered the room, closed the door, and while Zhu Xing was still thinking, she threw herself into his arms and hugged him. he.
Qiyou actually doesn’t know how to comfort people. She is better at listening and acting than Sue said.
Just like at this moment, she didn't know how to comfort him, but she knew that he was upset and didn't want to listen to others, so she said nothing, remained silent in the dark, and conveyed warmth to him in the cold.
Finally, the light came on in the room.
Qiyou felt Zhu Xing's big palm embrace her waist, responded to her hug, raised her head in time, stretched out her hand to touch his face, and traced his eyebrows with her fingertips. Trying to soothe his frown.
She knew he had compromised.
Qiyou looked at Zhu Xing's thin clothes and poked him angrily: "Where is the air conditioner remote control? I'm so cold."
This person...the game hasn't even ended yet. Punishing yourself blindly here.
"Sorry, let's sit down for a while. I told Shunian."
Zhu Xing let go of Qi You, turned on the air conditioner in the room, and asked her to sit down on his bed.
Their room was a bit messy but overall clean.
Then, Qi You picked up Zhu Xing's pillow and looked at him with wide eyes, hesitating to speak, but didn't know what to say.
"Don't worry too much about me, I'm fine. There are so many teams in KPL, but there is only one champion, so losing the game is actually normal."
In the end, Zhu Xing spoke first, his voice was low and his tone But it was a bit vain. I didn't know whether he was explaining to Qiyou or making excuses for himself.
“Yeah.”
Of course Qiyou believed in Zhu Xing's mentality, but...she believed that he was the one who needed to change the most in the team.
Zhu Xing noticed Qi You's hesitation, sat across from her, and said gently: "What do you want to say?"
He always seemed so gentle and his mood was always so stable, No wonder he can become the backbone of the team and stand upright for OUR.
"...Try Tanbian, protect Yinyue like you protect me."
Qiyou was silent for a while, and seriously expressed his understanding.
When the two of them were playing in tandem, Zhu Xing would occasionally use Tan Bian to assist her. Whenever this happens, she will take out her idle shots and hide in the back row to output with a sense of security, without fear of anyone sneaking around and attacking her.
It was Zhu Xing's turn to be silent. He lowered his head and avoided looking at her. Qiyou has beautiful eyes, with lively eyes and eyelashes as thin as crow feathers. Whenever she talks to others, she likes to look into their eyes.
But now, Zhu Xing did not dare to look into these eyes. Afraid that these moving eyes would worry about him, be anxious for him, and shed tears for him.
“…I’m going back first, you go to bed early, good night.”
Qi You saw Zhu Xing lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, so he sighed, got up and left.
“Brother Shu Nian.”
“Youzi.”
At the right time, Qi You met Shu Nian in front of the elevator door.
"Wait a minute..." Qiyou called to Shunian and gritted his teeth, "Why don't OUR shoot nuclear weapons? Yinyue has great potential..."
It always felt like he was trying to do everything in front of the master, but Qiyou still expressed his doubts.
"Eh..." Shunian sighed deeply. He didn't want to say more, but seeing Qiyou's worried eyes, he confessed to her in a low voice, "It's not that I don't want to fight, it's that I have no choice but to fight."< br>
“The young man is not confident and can’t let go of the burdens he carries. He said he wants to try again.”
“Eh…”
That’s it. No more can be said.
Qi You looked at Shu Nian's leaving figure with mixed feelings in her heart.
Month by month, he is the team's pressure-resisting position. The average number of deaths every season is at the bottom of the league. Zhu Xing can do what he wants without any worries, because month by month he will always be the team's leader. The last line of defense within.
Now that he is retiring month by month, who will be the pressure-resisting position of OUR? It is undeniable that Zhu Xing is the most suitable candidate.
Hey... let’s wait until Winter Crown is over.
Qiyou rubbed the center of his eyebrows, returned to the room and fell asleep.
——
The 15th is a rest day, and the Winter Championship semi-finals are on the 17th.
OUR stopped in the quarter-finals, but will play a BO7 match with BYD on the 16th, with Qiyou arranging the commentary.
The two teams are also old rivals. If it were before, Qiyou would still be confident about tomorrow's game, but now that she knows the true situation in the OUR team, she is a little unsure.
They know BYD, but BYD also knows OUR.
The Internet is even more noisy. After all, fans have eyes, and there are many great players among them.
[What was OUR playing the day before yesterday? A bunch of noobs. ]
[Winning the Autumn Split will mean you’re lucky, right? ]
[Yinyue is a good dish and has died so many times. ]
[Qingquan stands upside down and eats*]
[…]
On Weibo, the fans are usually the ones who brag the most, but now the fans are the ones who curse the most after losing a game.
Qiyou glanced at OUR's comment section for a few times, then hurriedly retreated, not daring to open it again.
The scolding was so dirty that even her selfishness was affected.
[Break up, you don’t deserve it. ]
[Please don’t disturb my training, please let me go. ]
Qiyou never pays attention to such private messages. Those who believe will believe it, but those who don’t will not believe it no matter how he explains it.
She walks and sits upright, not afraid of others but just guessing. Because she didn’t disturb OUR’s training, and they were even in different places when they first got together. When the competition was approaching, the WeChat messages sent by both parties were not replied immediately.
However, Qiyou didn't want to talk to Zhu Xing about this, so Zhu Xing came to comfort her first.
【Prayer】Don’t look at Weibo these days and ignore the trolls online.
[Yuzu] I know, don’t look at it either!
【Grapefruit】Come on tomorrow!
[Prayer] Well, come on, too.
(End of this chapter)