The livestream channels of all the major Chinese platforms went into a frenzy at this moment. The explosion of comments caused many people's mobile phones and computers to lag.
[WDNMD, they really won?]
[LCK lost, my youth is over!]
[YM is awesome, it's over!]
【666666！】
Unlike the celebratory comments on the bullet screen, Mountain Mud in the livestream was already wearing a long face.
"It's over, it's over, brothers, the streamer is gone …"
After saying that, his body fell backward and slid down the gaming chair, disappearing from the screen.
[Brother Flame, say something!]
[Memorial, memorial, memorial!]
…
The three commentators in the LPL commentary booth calmed down.
"There's no need to wait, no need to say 'next year is the most promising year'!"
Doll excitedly clenched his fists. "Today, right now, right now, YM is the S6 World Champion, they are the strongest team in S6!"
"They defeated Samsung in the quarterfinals, defeated the Tigers in the semifinals, and toppled SKT in the finals!" Mille had just stopped crying, but his voice was still trembling.
"YM defeated three LCK teams on their own, from the LSPL to the LPL to the global finals, winning the championship three times in a year!
They have once again created a miracle! "
"Every loyal spectator, every player who has fought hard for the LPL, every hardworking staff, the LPL's five years of waiting has finally come to fruition!"
The caster's camera panned to YM's player area. The management had already gone on stage to hug the players.
Hao helplessly looked at the expensive suit that he had spent a month's salary on, soaked by the tears of the YM players. He hurriedly patted Lin Yan's shoulder.
Lin Yan reacted and hurriedly led his teammates out of the player area, crossing the stage to shake hands with the SKT players on the other side.
Bang stood quietly behind his chair, his arm resting on the back of the chair. He looked at the dazzling golden rain drifting freely in the air. The bright fireworks and the blurry white fog intertwined to form a beautiful picture.
At this time last year, he had also faced such a magnificent scene.
Bang rubbed his eyes and looked at his side.
Dumb Chicken and Wolf stared blankly at the glaring word 'failure' on the screen. Duke stopped chewing the gum in his mouth and lowered his eyes in deep thought.
Faker buried his head in his arms, and his whole body curled into a ball. His body was still trembling slightly. Even though the stadium was too noisy, Bang could still hear a few whimpers.
The five members of YM walked in with smiles on their faces, amidst the cheers and laughter.
Despite the language barrier, Bang could feel the joy in their hearts.
Lin Yan smiled as he shook hands with the SKT duo. Then, he saw Faker lying on the ground.
"Faker is still brooding over this loss." Doll couldn't help but raise her voice when she saw this scene through the camera.
"This is the venue where he won his first world championship three years ago. At the time, he was crowned king, but now he has to watch YM crush their dynasty!"
Lin Yan stopped in front of Faker.
Li Xianghe finally put away his melancholy and gently hugged Lin Yan.
After shaking hands with Duke, Lin Yan and his teammates quickly left SKT's player area and headed to the center of the stage!
The silver Summoner's Trophy shone brightly under the stage lights.
"Let us congratulate the new global champion, YM!"
Under the excited shouts of the commentator and the gaze of millions of people around the world, Lin Yan and his teammates held up the Summoner's Trophy that they had always dreamed of!
Under the golden rain, the image of YM holding the trophy was frozen in the camera.
At the same time, it was noon in China. YM's team name was echoing in dorms, internet cafes, and even university cafeterias.
This was destined to be an unforgettable day in the history of LPL.
The tall and burly European female host once again took the stage. Beside her were the two founders of the fist game, nicknamed Tedamir and Ryze.
The two executives of the fist game put on the championship medals for YM's players.
When it was Lin Yan's turn, he lowered his head slightly and let the burly bearded man in front of him hang the medal around his neck.
"Ryze played well." He patted Lin Yan's shoulder.
Lin Yan touched the silver-white medal hanging in front of his chest with a blue nylon ribbon and flashed a bright smile.
"You have to consider weakening Ryze's R + ZhongYa. You can't always target Erilia." Lin Yan expressed his thoughts in English.
The burly bearded man laughed. "That's all Chunli's doing. I'll pass on your words to her."
The female host held the microphone by her ear and said loudly, "Now … we announce the MVP of the global finals for 2016!"
"YMRan!" The female host dragged her words and read out Lin Yan's ID.
Applause and cheers were heard in the stadium again.
"There's no suspense!"
PDD said, "Jack's performance in the team battle in the fifth round was very eye-catching, but looking at the entire finals, Ran's performance was more stable and outstanding."
Lin Yan was pushed by his teammate next to him and walked out of the line. He smiled as he received the MVP trophy from Telamir.
Fireworks and white fog bloomed around the stage again. Regardless of nationality, the audience in the stadium was shouting Lin Yan's ID.
However, the word "Ran" was the past tense of the English word for running.
The Western audience did not know the meaning of Lin Yan's ID. It was just like how they called him Ouze. The player himself said "U-Z-I", but they insisted on saying "Ouze Submachine Gun". They called him whatever they wanted.
As a result, the domestic fans who came to America called him by one name while the Western audience called him by another name. It was not uniform at all.
Lin Yan regretted not thinking about it carefully. He had listened to Phyllostachys Pubescens's nonsense and used his name as his ID.
Faker, who had just left the main stage, heard the thunderous cheers in the stadium. He could not help but remove his left hand that was covering his eyes and turned to look.
His eyes were red as he hugged his peripherals. A drop of hot tear flowed down his cheek and soaked the mouse pad, leaving a dark mark.
The bright fireworks and golden rain in Staples Center were as gorgeous and colorful as three years ago.
However, he was no longer the main character standing in the middle of the stage and being cheered by the audience.
Li Xianghe, who passed by the dim side of the stage, looked at Lin Yan, who was standing under the dazzling lights, with an unwilling gaze. He then turned around and left with Bang.
The cameraman did not neglect this precious scene as everything was recorded by the camera.
"First of all, congratulations on winning the finals. In the five rounds of the finals, you've slashed a total of 22816 KDA, 33% of the team's output ratio …"
The Western hostess looked at the card in her hand and read Lin Yan's data and performance in the finals one by one. Then, she began to interview the MVP.
"Ran, now that you've won the finals and won the MVP, do you have anything you want to say?" Winston translated the question briefly.
Lin Yan looked at the small blue trophy in his hand. "Our team worked together to get to where we are today. The coach, the manager, and the two data analysts were indispensable. Thank you for your silent efforts behind the scenes and for making us shine brilliantly on the stage."
In China, Su Cheng, who was studying ordinary differential equations in her rented house, heard Lin Yan's words. She pursed her lips and smiled, revealing her shallow dimples.
She was in a good mood and her brain was sharp. She decided to have lunch later and finish reading Peano's existence theorem first.
"Then what do you think allowed YM to defeat the defending champion SKT?"
Lin Yan thought for a while.
"SKT is a very strong team. Whether it's individual strength or team decision-making, they're at the top of the world," he said while holding the microphone.
"But we didn't only have five players fighting on the field."
At the side, Winston and his teammates revealed puzzled expressions.
"There's also the Artillery Launcher." Lin Yan laughed.
"I'm sincerely grateful to Bengi for pausing in the latter half of the fourth round. At that time, I was buying an explosive wand in the shop. If it wasn't for that pause, with my speed of buying equipment, I wouldn't have noticed this unpopular item. The magic-resistant Artillery Launcher under the buff of the Commanding Flag was the key to our victory."
"I think that without Dumb Chicken, YM wouldn't be where they are today. The Artillery Launcher deserves a champion's skin." Lin Yan put down the microphone.
[Are you serious?
Isn't that too unbelievable?]
[Hahahaha, even the scheming Dumb Chicken has such a day?]
[Faker: Dumb Chicken, did I hit you? You're the one who paused my three crowns?]
After hearing Lin Yan's words, the bullet screen in the Chinese live-stream kept mocking Dumb Chicken. After Winston translated the answer, the Western audience also started to jeer.
Dumb Chicken, who had just returned to the team's lounge, had not recovered from the loss when he heard someone mention his name.
"What's the situation?"
He looked at the screen in the lounge. The screen was connected to the live award ceremony. The entire process was in Chinese and English. Dumb Chicken's English level could only allow him to recognize his own ID.
The Korean-English translator at the side hesitated for a moment but still translated Lin Yan's words into Korean.
Dumb Chicken instantly felt a throbbing pain in his heart.
However, right now, no one in the lounge blamed him. After all, who could predict the future?
"Can we still come again next year?" Faker's expression was dejected. His eyes were red, and his hair was rubbed into a bird's nest.
"I really want to get another championship."
He looked at his teammates and coach. Everyone who met his gaze could feel the unwillingness in Faker's heart.
There was silence in the lounge.
Dumb Chicken lowered his head.
"Xianghe …" He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Brother Xianghe probably won't be here next season."
Faker's head jerked up.
"You know, I'm going to serve in the military in two years' time." Dumb Chicken gave it some thought and said, "Brother has to think for himself."
Li Xianghe was silent.
He knew that LCK's salary for the players was generally not high. He was already at the top of the pyramid, but in the entire league, he was the only player who could match the salary offered by the outer division.
The rest of the players, Bang, Dumb Chicken, and the others, did not have high salaries. It was only 30% of the salary offered by the outer division.
Dumb Chicken was right. He was about to serve in the military and had to plan for his life after retirement.
…
The members of YM rushed back to the lounge with the team flag. Jin Gong and Hao excitedly carried the 65 kilogram Summoner's Trophy and walked in front. Lin Yan held the FMVP trophy in one hand and opened his phone to browse the domestic forums with the other.
The news of YM winning the S6 global finals spread rapidly on all the major social media platforms in China. It only took a few minutes for Weibo's headlines to take over. The discussion about S6 on Hupu, NGA, and Tieba increased by nearly ten times.
[SKT's Red Dynasty Ends, New King YM Ascends to the Throne, LPL Makes a Comeback After a Year of Defeat to Win the Championship!]
[Counting the key equipment of the S6 finals — The Commanding Flag's Past and Present Lives!]
[Sword Finger S7!
Can YM continue their winning lineup?]
[Shocking!
So the S6 champion has already been decided. The clue is actually this!]
Sword Finger seemed a little early …
But what the hell was the last one?
It had to be said that the shocking news piqued the curiosity and thirst for knowledge of the readers. Lin Yan was no exception. He quickly clicked on the post.
[As everyone knows, S6's theme song is Ignite. What's the Chinese translation?
Ignite, ignite …
And this year's new champion, YM's mid laner, FMVP winner Ran's ID was derived from the last word of his real name, Lin Yan.
The two ignited each other. It's obvious that Fist was premeditated, okay?
This bunch of scoundrels already had this year's champion in mind when they came up with the theme song!]
"It's scary to think about it!"
"Scoundrel, could it really be the will of the heavens?"
"I'm impressed. Is Fist Immortal's magical power boundless?"
"Let's discuss next year's theme song, okay?
I'll name it Savin! "
Lin Yan hissed softly.
'No way?
'There's such metaphysics?'
Nevertheless, before Lin Yan could think about it in detail, his phone exploded with messages.
The operators in the Shanghai base, Tengjing's officials, Dousha platform, a few professional players whom he was familiar with, and many of his childhood friends had all sent him messages.
What surprised him was that there was a message from Lin Mingdong.
[You played well.]
Lin Yan subconsciously imagined Little Prince Andoine's voice message saying "Wow" and "Thank you".
After he replied, he was pulled into the waiting room by his teammates.
PDD, Winston, and a few LPL commentators were also gathered there. The waiting room was noisy as everyone was venting their excitement.
Mille, Doll, and PDD hugged the Summoner's Trophy and cried bitterly for the LPL's hard-won champion.
However, before their Summoner's Trophy could warm up, it was taken away by Fist Immortal.
Winston explained that they would make a replica of the size of the original Cup as a souvenir at the annual meeting for the champion team, but the club would have to pay for it.
"A replica model costs 25000 US dollars?
Why doesn't Fist Immortal rob someone? "
Jack complained as he sat on the bus. They left the venue and planned to look for a restaurant to celebrate.
"Stop yelling, Bighead's son. Take a look at this year's prize pool first!" Phyllostachys Pubescens had already turned on the calculator on his phone.
"How much?" Jack rested his head on Lin Yan's shoulder.
"5.07 million!" When Jin Gong saw the number, his eyes were filled with glittering money.
"Don't f * cking think it's Korean won …" Xiao Ming casually said, then turned to take a look. His face changed. "F * ck!
5.07 million USD!
That much? "
They usually didn't pay much attention to news about the prize pool. They only knew that every time [Champion's Concealment: Calamity] skin was sold, it would add to the prize pool.
Lin Yan's eyes lit up. "Hao, how much will the club deduct from the prize pool?"
"After the tax is paid, the club will take 20%. The remaining 80% will be split between your team members and the coaching team." Hao was replying to his girlfriend on WeChat and said without looking up.
Lin Yan started to calculate the money. He felt that he would be able to buy a house in Suzhou with just the prize pool from this competition.
When they were eating at the restaurant, Su Cheng video-called him.
"You haven't eaten?"
Lin Yan estimated the time. It should be past noon in China right now. He saw that Su Cheng was still surrounded by books and notebooks.
"I haven't eaten. I just finished watching your award ceremony and previewed two chapters of the textbook." Su Cheng's eyes lit up. "Congratulations."
"You have a part to play in this trophy."
Lin Yan originally wanted to show her the Summoner's Trophy, but he had already retracted his fist. He could only raise the FMVP trophy.
Su Cheng subconsciously ran her fingers through her hair. She was a little shy.
"I'll be in Los Angeles for two days." Lin Yan took a sip of ice water. "Do you have anything you want to buy?"
"Bags, cosmetics, or clothes …"
Perhaps it was because of the internet delay across the ocean, Su Cheng didn't answer until Lin Yan was halfway through his sentence.
"Books!"
She spoke very quickly.
"Can you help me buy two partial differential equation books from the United States? I'm going to use them for my bookshelf collection. I'll send you the titles later."
"Then can you go to Caltech?
I really want to study there. You can just take a few pictures. The university isn't far from the main city of Los Angeles. "
Lin Yan chuckled. Thinking about it carefully, it did seem like a request that someone like Su Cheng would make.
He readily agreed and made an appointment to video call her.
In the next two days, YM had to accept various phone calls and face-to-face interviews, including the preliminary plans for the champion's skin and their plans after winning the championship.
Lin Yan took some time to go to Caltech. Hao was worried about him going out alone, so he insisted on going with him.
Caltech was located in Pasadena, Los Angeles. The population here was only around 160,000.
Lin Ran and Brother Hao turned on the camera and walked around the quiet campus.
The campus was sparsely populated. According to Su Cheng, there were only 2000 undergraduates and graduate students, and they usually stayed in the lab.
There were very few students, so the campus was very small and detailed.
There were various sample organisms on the walls, and the DNA double helix structure under X-ray diffraction in the pool. The apartment door was said to be painted red by Einstein …
After staying on campus for a day, Lin Ran felt both physically and mentally refreshed. Even his spirit had relaxed quite a bit.
However, the Korean forums had exploded in the past two days.
Because of Lin Yan's speech in the interview.
He said, "Thanks to Dumb Chicken's pause, I thought of the Commanding Flag." There was a hint of mockery in his words, but it could not be considered mockery.
Dumb Chicken was also asked the same question in the team interview after losing the finals. He did not feel offended at that time.
Including himself, the majority of the world's audience took this as a joke.
No one knew what would happen in the future. Who would have thought that Lin Yan would find a piece of equipment that ended the finals because of this short pause?
However, the Korean netizens did not think so.
They put all the blame for SKT's loss on Dumb Chicken's head.
In a short time, the double champion's jungler's reputation in Korea took a turn for the worse. The Korean trolls were just short of sending razor blades to Dumb Chicken.
Dumb Chicken did not expect that his efforts to win two S-Ranked championships for LCK would end up like this.
However, this also confirmed Dumb Chicken's decision to leave LCK at the end of his career. He planned to run to another division after his contract expired and get a big contract to retire.
At the same time, the undercurrents in China were also surging.
Many team managers and bosses had received the news from Fist that S7 was going to be held in China.
YM's championship a few days ago was undoubtedly a reassurance to them.
If they could beat LCK in a foreign competition this year, what would they be afraid of next year?
At the very least, they could enter the finals, right?
As long as they could enter the finals, they would gain a lot of popularity. In this day and age, real popularity was hard to come by even with money. Who would not want to take advantage of this huge wave of fan economy?
Teams that felt that they had a solid foundation started to contact each other to make deals. Many players who were free and had no contracts became popular, not to mention YM and the other champions whose contracts were about to expire.
The wave of the transfer period was coming.