A photo of Lin Yan wearing the YM uniform appeared on the big screen in the theater, and below it were his season stats.
149.1% Damage Conversion Rate (1st Round), 15 minutes of Opponent Economy Difference + 1001 (1st Round), Average Damage of 715 (1st Round), 38 solo kills (1st Round), Team Participation Rate 77.7% (1st Round) …
The densely packed stats, as long as it was listed by Teng Jing, were first in the entire Alliance.
These exaggerated stats made the audience in the back of the stands scream!
[Average economy of 1000 in 15 minutes per game … Is he still human?]
[How did he do such a high average damage?
I remember it was Galio Lulu in the first half of the Summer League and the first half of the World Championship?]
[These two heroes don't do high damage in the late game, but their damage output in the early and middle stages is not low … YM basically can't last until the late game.]
[First in team participation rate for mid laners is f * cking ridiculous!]
[38 solo kills (Dog's Head)]
[I remember a media release saying that matchup kills are much less than Broiler's, but the roaming gank is too fierce. The opposing side lane has low HP and will be taken solo.]
The audience was still discussing Lin Yan's stats when the five nominees appeared on the big screen. Below the stage, Xiao Hu's expression was the same as usual, still talking and laughing with Broiler.
He didn't have much hope before, and when he looked at the stats, he knew he was done for. The only stat he had in the lead was his average damage.
But it was useless. He wasn't an ADC. The MVP of the year didn't depend on the damage.
"The winner of the 2017 MVP is …"
Jin Yibo wanted to open the envelope, which contained the answers chosen by dozens of esports media representatives and the judges of the competition. This was the most valuable award of the year. Although the results hadn't been seen yet, there was no suspense.
Before he could open his mouth, there were still people shouting Lin Yan's name in the stands. Then, the voices converged into the waves of the sea, echoing heavily in the enclosed space of the theater!
Bobby smiled with satisfaction. During this time, Teng Jing's promotion of Lin Yan was very effective. He glanced at the contents of the envelope in his hand, and his smile deepened.
"The MVP of the year, YM Ran. Congratulations."
With the help of special effects, the stage floor and the main screen changed accordingly.
The golden light gathered bit by bit at the edge of the stage and spread along the intersection of the stage and the screen. Lin Yan looked at his handsome profile on the screen and calmly accepted the congratulations of his teammates and competitors.
"Congratulations, Mr. Lin." Su Cheng's eyes lit up, and a happy smile appeared on her delicate face.
Lin Yan's thoughts were taken away by this sentence. Su Cheng's figure and voice overlapped. Last November, when he won the MVP of the year, she also said the same words of congratulations.
He hugged his girlfriend with a smile and then strode onto the stage.
"Last year, the competition zone was like a ball of fire that lit up hope in the eternal night. Now, the red sun is in the middle of the sky, and the universe is like fire. It's like the morning sun is leading the countless juniors in the competition zone forward alone."
The narrator's voice was deep and powerful, suppressing the cheers and screams of the fans in the stands. "The inextinguishable flame in your heart is burning fiercely on the world stage. The Sand Soldier killed the enemy in the mid-season competition, the Five Thunder Strike in the intercontinental competition, the Soul Raid in the international competition, and the Bird's Nest was crowned king again to defend the honor of being the home team."
"You can attack or retreat. Even the sharpest weapon in the team can hide its edge. You can transform into a colossus and become a towering mountain. You are the strongest shield in the competition zone. You defend Tianyuan and fight everywhere. You will become a god after a hundred battles."
With a blue and black checkered shirt and a dark red tie, Lin Yan stood upright and received the MVP trophy at the same time as he shook hands with Jin Yibo.
The view of the stage was wide, and the whole theater was in sight. The support banner brought by the fans was hanging on the stands at the top of the mountain, and his name was flashing on the light board.
The players in formal suits below looked at the trophy in Lin Yan's hand with a bit of desire in their eyes.
Su Cheng gently clapped and pointed at the microphone, indicating that it was time for him to give his acceptance speech.
Lin Yan raised the trophy in his hand and thanked his team members one by one. Then, he paused.
"Thank you to our club's analyst. Like Bai Jiao, you have provided a lot of help to us."
Su Cheng brushed her hair behind her ear and looked at the trophy in her hand that was engraved with the words' Best Analyst of the Year '. She pursed her lips and smiled.
Lin Yan continued on the stage, "But emotionally, you have an additional identity to me than Bai Jiao. I should thank you again."
He stared at his girlfriend's soft and beautiful face and said sincerely, "Thank you, Teacher Su."
Female fans screamed faintly from below the stage.
Hearing this, Phyllostachys Pubescens leaned back. His gloomy face, which was originally covered with haze because the Best Jungler of the Year was snatched away, quickly changed. His lips moved slightly, and he revealed an extremely faint smile.
Lin Weixiang smiled very happily. Although he accompanied the entire ceremony, he was still knocked down.
[Good show]
[Faker: F * cking bully, right?]
[Sect Leader An: I'm not targeting anyone, I'm talking about everyone here …]
Su Cheng, whose face was like a peach blossom in full bloom, brushed her hair behind her ear and let them cover her slightly red earlobes.
"Last year, when I picked up the MVP trophy for the first time, I said, 'This is just the beginning, and I haven't seen the end yet.' Now that I've been chasing this path for a year, the end may be right in front of me."
Lin Yan's words caused a stir among the contestants and the audience. Rustling sounds rose and fell one after another.
"What does he mean?"
The Shy turned his head and asked Broiler beside him. It was not that Lin Yan's words were profound, but that he did not understand such complicated Chinese.
Rookie was looking down and typing with Xiao Yu, discussing where to go later. When he heard The Shy's question, he was stunned for two seconds before replying.
"He said … he wants to win three consecutive championships." Broiler was too lazy to explain so much and directly said what Lin Yan was thinking.
The Shy's first reaction was that Chinese was so complicated.
Lin Yan said so much, but the translation was only one sentence in Korean.
How could that be?
The Shy originally wanted to learn Chinese so that he could cooperate with his teammates in the future, but now he wanted to retreat.
However, the competitive nature of professional players was very strong. He didn't want Lin Ran to win three consecutive championships. He felt that as the leader of the developmental top laners, it was his duty to defeat YM's dominance.
However, this was a team game after all. If he wanted to improve, he had to maintain good communication with his teammates.
This Chinese, should he learn it or not?
The Shy was very troubled. If only Ning Wang was willing to learn Korean, they would be able to communicate freely in the jungle. After all, Korean was much easier than Chinese, and Ning Wang would be able to pick it up quickly.
Forget it, he did not want to make things more difficult for his teammates. It was better for him to learn some Chinese.
Broiler, who was sending messages with his head down, did not know about The Shy's distress and struggle. He, who had slight difficulty choosing, was thinking about which restaurant to go to for supper.
The awards ceremony had just ended. He said goodbye to Su Xiaoluo and left first. Ning Wang also ran off to meet up with his girlfriend.
The Shy, who had been nominated for Rookie of the Year, Top Laner of the Year, and Fastest Improving Player of the Year, carried a shoulder bag and kicked the stones on the side of the road out of boredom. His mind was in a mess.
In a foreign country, Brother Yijin, who he wanted to be close to, had an ambiguous girlfriend. Who could stand this?
"Not leaving?"
Lin Yan caught up from behind. He had gained a lot tonight. All the nominations had been turned into trophies. His arms were full. "It's very cold."
The Shy tilted his head. He could understand the first half of the sentence. After all, it was a frequent communication between teammates during a match. However, what did the last sentence mean?
Su Cheng, who was wearing a coat to keep her warm, smiled. She took out her phone and used an app to translate Lin Yan's words into Korean.
Although there were some grammatical errors in the translation, The Shy still understood.
"Hmm, hmm (not cold)."
He waved his hand to indicate that he was fine. As a country that had been invaded by the Korean wave all year round, Korea's cold resistance had long been maxed out. In winter, it was normal to expose one's ankle and wear slippers outside.
In his opinion, Shanghai was even a little too warm.
At this time, West King finally got rid of Ling Xing's son and came up to hold The Shy's shoulder. "Let's go out and wait for Xiaoluo to drive the car here."
Lin Yan indicated that he understood. He let Su Cheng hold his arm and quickened his pace to run out of the park.
After watching his MVP of the Year acceptance speech, Guo Hao ran out, saying that he was going to find the big fish.
Manager Guo's confidentiality policy was very good. Seeing the big fish was like meeting with Emei Peak. According to him, it was because it had not been finalized. As long as the hammer was hammered down, the YM players would know the answer immediately.
Jack rubbed his fat belly and followed his cousin, who took a taxi to the theater, to continue being nagged.
"How can the Best ADC of the Year not be you …" His cousin was also a little anxious. Out of two championships, his brother didn't get the Best ADC of the Year. He also relied on Jack to make a living. What should he do if this continued?
Jack had been nagged for so many days. He originally didn't have any intention of transferring, but he was angered by tonight's award ceremony.
He was so angry that his head swelled up.
Of the two YM players who didn't make the Best ADC, Phyllostachys Pubescens at least won the Best Jungler last year. What about him?
Shiba Inu's damage output was ranked first in the S7 World Championship. His damage conversion rate was also terrifyingly high. He never thought that in the end, he would be the last hit!
Wasn't this bullying?
He walked forward like an old man with his hands in his hands and stood outside the park, waiting for Guo Hao to pick him up.
There were many audience members who had just left. When they saw Jack, they wanted to take a photo with him.
Jack didn't want to spoil the mood of his fans, so he faced the camera with his big head.
The female fans especially liked him. He didn't need to edit his photos to make his face look palm-sized. It was wonderful.
A black MPV stopped. West Emperor's eyes lit up. As an experienced driver, he recognized the license plate number of the car as belonging to Club IG at a glance.
In order to attend the red carpet event, he wore a thin suit and shivered in the cold wind of December in Shanghai.
When he saw the club's car, he wanted to pull The Shy up.
The door was pulled open and the manager's head popped out.
"Bao Lan and I won't go back to the club. West, you take a taxi with Cheng Lu. Don't catch a cold!"
"It's not too far back to the club. Give us a ride." West Emperor stomped his feet.
"I really can't. It's not on the way."
The black MPV drove away.
There were many fans outside the shipyard theater. Many of them were still waiting to take photos with Lin Yan and other e-sports stars. They didn't expect such a thing to happen. The camera that was already turned on moved and successfully captured everything.
The Shy was still in a daze.
Teacher West, did something happen?
"It's okay." West Emperor stomped his feet and comforted his international friend. He took out his phone and opened an app. "Let's take a taxi."
However, there were at least thousands of audience members at the theater today. Excluding those who drove or took the subway, there were a few hundred people waiting at the entrance to take a taxi.
How could they get a taxi?
West Emperor originally wanted to hitch a ride with other clubs. However, when he and The Shy walked to the entrance, the cars of WE and RNG had already left the park. After all, their bases were in the suburbs. If they didn't move quickly, it would be early in the morning.
Principal Wang had spent a lot of money to build a base for Club IG at the Shimao Riverside Garden near the Huangpu River. The scenery was beautiful.
Although it was near the river, it was still five kilometers away from the theater. Taking the subway line 4, they had to walk two kilometers.
West Emperor had no choice but to wait. Fortunately, The Shy was not afraid of the cold. He was the only one suffering.
Jack, who was taking photos with his fans, saw everything.
The car door slammed shut. While rejecting West Emperor and The Shy, it also seemed to block his last route to IG.
"Reject it. I'm not going to IG," Jack said to his cousin. Coincidentally, the fans who were taking photos with him also ran to take photos of the IG commercial vehicle.
The early winter wind was chilly. Although Jack had put on a lot of weight since he became a professional, he was still chubby. He knew that he was fragile and could fall sick at any time.
If he went to IG, what kind of treatment would he receive?
Su Xiaoluo could let The Shy and West Emperor suffer in the cold today. Tomorrow, she might accidentally bring a plate of seafood to him.
Jack felt that he was possessed by the Aqua and Blue couple novel written by Bao Lan's fans a few days ago. His imagination was growing rapidly.
In his mind, Su Xiaoluo held an Australian lobster and smiled kindly. "Brother Yu, it's time to eat the lobster."
Jack didn't know if it was because of the cold or because he was frightened. He shivered and his scalp went numb.
His cousin, who had tried his best to push Jack into IG, was also furious. He had originally wanted Jack to gain a higher tactical position and personal glory in IG. The individual strength of the team was already very strong, and with Jack's arrival, they could even form a trident.
This kind of IG definitely had the strength to compete for the championship. After all, Jack's transfer made YM's strength rise and fall. It wouldn't be difficult to compete with the old team.
Moreover, Principal Wang was willing to sign a new long-term contract with a high salary. As his agent, he could also reap a lot of benefits.
In his cousin's opinion, IG could give Jack better conditions in terms of team status and financial conditions.
That was why he wanted to make this deal happen.
But he never thought that Su Xiaoluo would do such a thing. Although he wanted to make money, he also understood that Jack was his money tree.
He had to make Jack comfortable in the club.
No matter what the reason was, Su Xiaoluo didn't take good care of her team members. Even if he arranged a car in advance, West Emperor and The Shy wouldn't have to walk in the cold wind.
"Are you sure you want to stay in YM?" he asked in a low voice.
"Wherever Brother Ran is, I'll be there!" Jack said righteously.
His voice was loud and clear. Although the wind was blowing, Lin Yan, who wasn't far away, still heard his name.
He turned his head and saw that his cousin and Jack were still talking.
"It's settled," he said proudly to Su Cheng, who was playing a Sudoku game on her phone.
"What's settled?" Su Cheng raised her head and didn't understand.
"Jack is staying. It's most likely settled." Lin Yan let out a long sigh of relief. For him, it would be a success if he didn't break up the team this winter.
He also saw the scene of Su Xiaoluo abandoning The Shy and West Emperor.
There was nothing to say. A thousand words could be summed up into one sentence.
Thank you, Su Xiaoluo.
Lin Yan looked down at Su Cheng's smooth and tender calves exposed to the cold wind. He couldn't help but ask, "Are your legs cold?"
"Cold and painful!" Su Cheng stomped her feet. "Can't you see that I'm playing Sudoku to distract myself?
Stop asking. "
Lin Yan secretly blamed himself for not being considerate enough. He only remembered to bring a jacket for his girlfriend when he went out, but forgot to bring a pair of jeans and flats.
At that moment, Guo Hao, the informant who connected with Big Fish, finally rushed over with the team. The YM staff boarded the BMW SUV under West Emperor's envious gaze.
"Bai Jiao asked me to tell you that he and his girlfriend are going home first." Xiao Tian patted Guo Hao's shoulder as soon as he got into the car.
"… Yes, yes." Guo Hao paused and suddenly opened the car window. "West, don't you two have a car?"
"No!"
West Emperor looked at the taxi app on his phone and guessed that he could be wheelchair-bound with Brother Otto when he got his number. He was forced to ask, "Do you have any empty seats?
It's just me and The Shy. "
"Are you going to Shimao Riverside Garden?"
It was only a five-kilometer journey, and they had to send Lin Yan back to Beiyuan anyway. Guo Hao agreed readily. "You guys go to the car at the back. Only Doom and Jin Gong are there."
"Who is Big Fish?" Lin Yan asked as he turned up the heat in the car as he watched the two IG members leave.
"I can't tell you yet." Guo Hao sighed. He guessed that they hadn't reached an agreement yet.
Then, he saw the message from Jack and his cousin. It was clear that they wouldn't leave the team in 2018.
"Phew …" Guo Hao released his grip on the phone and let out a long sigh. This message meant that the five YM members who won the championship in 2017 would not leave the team. It also perfectly fulfilled Big Fish's only requirement to join YM.
"Big Fish." He turned to look at Lin Yan, Su Cheng, and Xiao Tian in the back. "It's Red Rice."
"Coach Homme."
"Wow …" Mongoose's eyes shone with longing.
He was one of the creators of S4 Samsung White. From Samsung to VG to WE, he was extremely good at unearthing the team's potential.
When he was in charge, the team's performance was almost always at its peak.
He wasn't as experienced as Edgar or Leehom, but he was undoubtedly a top coach in League of Legends.
His cooperation with YM could be described as a strong team.
Lin Yan froze for two seconds before he came back to his senses. He originally envisioned a celebrity player, but after thinking about it carefully, it didn't seem necessary for YM to strengthen their players. It was reasonable to buy a coach.
Red Rice also ended his contract with WE this winter. He hadn't been looking for another team, and he didn't expect Guo Hao to actually find him.
"What about White Crescent?" He was still struggling with this problem.
Guo Hao received an affirmative answer from Red Rice. He put away his phone and said, "I mentioned it to Red Rice when I contacted him."
"He could be Red Rice's assistant coach, but he didn't agree."
The meaning behind his words was clear.
Mongoose let out a sigh. Even though the professional scene was incomparably cruel, following YM from the Pro League to the top of the world, with countless people leaving in between, made him feel uncomfortable.
YM's prototype had five people in the starting lineup, plus the coach, analyst, and manager. After two years, half of the original eight people had left.
Even the boss had changed.
"That's normal." Guo Hao was very open-minded. "Maybe one day I'll leave too, and you guys will retire too."
"What about the analyst?" Su Cheng was more curious about who would take over her position.
"I'll have to ask Red Rice about this. After all, he's the head of the coaching team." Guo Hao didn't have any ideas.
There weren't many good analysts in this field in China, mainly because the requirements were too strict.
Analysts seemed very simple. They just needed to know how to use tools like mysql and matlab to compile data. However, the biggest difference between this field and other fields was that they needed to have a certain understanding of League of Legends.
For example, after digging up the opponent's game data and knowing that the opponent's mid laner had a habit of going to the bottom lane around 5 minutes and 30 seconds to set up a defensive eye, while the jungler would set up a vision in the bottom half of the opponent's jungle.
Was it enough to get this much information?
Definitely not.
Whether it was the players or the coaches, if they saw an analyst doing this kind of work, they would want to kick him back to his hometown.
Analysts had to conduct in-depth research on this kind of data to see through the opponent's intentions and potential tactics.
5 minutes and 30 seconds was approaching the time when the ninth wave of minions reached the middle lane (5 minutes and 37 seconds). It was the traditional time when the middle lane rose to level 6.
And because the middle lane minions arrived early, this would allow the mid laner to form an absolute level lead in the Summoner's Canyon.
Level 6 was one of the biggest thresholds to increase combat power in the early stages. Except for a few Spider-Jess shapeshifters, most heroes would usher in a qualitative change in combat power.
Moreover, the natural attributes of this wave of cannon minions also determined that the pusher side had a very long free time. The cannon minions had thick skin and could withstand the attacks of the defense tower and the enemy.
With multiple factors combined, the mid laner was destined to have time and spare strength to wander to support the sidelines at this time.
The mid laner, who did not have line rights, went to the bottom lane in advance to set up a defensive eye position before the cannon minions. Coupled with the jungler's vision of the bottom lane, it was obviously to prevent the opponent from taking advantage of the time to push the line to gank the bottom lane. He wanted to use the eye position to seal the opponent's position in advance.
In fact, this was a more commonly used idea when RNG got the Policewoman's speed pushing system. Because the middle lane chose to protect the heroes, it was not guaranteed that they would have line rights at all times. Using this kind of eye position arrangement could prevent the opponent's mid laner from going to the bottom lane to encircle and suppress Policewoman Ouze who was pushing the line to pull the tower, breaking his rhythm.
This kind of intention would undoubtedly expose the opponent's tactical focus, and then combined with the lineup selection of both sides to study and judge …
At this point in the analysis, even if it was a qualified and competent analyst, a stronger analyst would come up with a solution based on the phenomenon analyzed by the data.
This kind of solution could not be floated on paper. It had to be feasible to a certain extent. It had to integrate the individual strength of the players on one side and the tactical arrangement. All aspects had to be considered.
This overlapped with the work of the coach to a certain extent. They could share part of the head coach's work. This year, Su Cheng could barely do it. RNG's analyst Gou Ba's standard was even higher.
Today, as e-sports developed day by day, the role of analysts was becoming more and more important. They provided data support and pre-game analysis on the field like the players' eyes, helping them to better judge the enemy's movements.
A good analyst had to have a flexible mind and be able to use a variety of data tools. Having a certain level of knowledge about League of Legends was also a prerequisite. It did not need to be very good, but at least they had to be able to understand the data in front of them.
This was also the reason why there were no good analysts in China.
Retired professional players who were re-employed had an unparalleled ability to understand the game, but unfortunately, most players were limited by their education and other factors. They could not even complete the basic statistical work.
On the other hand, graduates from higher education institutions were more popular, such as Shen Zhi from National Taiwan University and Su Cheng from Fudan University … They only needed to have a certain level of understanding of League of Legends to be able to take on important roles.
The salary of an analyst was definitely not a small number, but if they graduated and went to investment banks or large internet companies, they could earn more and have more room for growth.
Those in this line of work would more or less generate electricity for the sake of love.
In contrast, the Western e-sports analyst industry was more mature and had a more complete system.
But if Guo Hao wanted to buy an analyst, he would have to consider the language and work habits. After all, the West did not have the convenience of integration and infiltration in East Asia.
This was indeed a problem.
West King wanted to go to the Family Convenience Store to buy some daily necessities, so Guo Hao parked the car at the intersection of Weifang West Road first. Then the players could go shopping, or else it would not be as convenient to return to the base as it was in the city.
Lin Yan and Su Cheng bought some snacks and water, then took the opportunity to switch cars. White Crescent was not there, so they were the only ones in the car other than the driver.
This way, the remaining two cars could send the players back to the base in the suburbs, and they could go all the way back to Tongji Beiyuan in Yangpu District.
By the time they reached Lin Yan's rental apartment, it was already ten o 'clock at night.
The sound of the security door closing seemed to have activated Su Cheng's laziness.
"I'm so tired …" She, who was not used to high heels, sat on the shoe cabinet as soon as she entered. She threw away the elegant cream-colored heels and placed the Analyst of the Year trophy on top.
Lin Yan also felt a little tired. His suit was indeed handsome, but it was not as comfortable as the loose-fitting team uniform.
He put down the trophy in his hand, looked down at Su Cheng's hair, and chuckled.
"I feel like this is our daily life ten years from now." Lin Yan took off his leather shoes and put on the chocolate bear slippers.
"What?" Su Cheng was stunned for a moment.
"Ten years from now, you'll be teaching at a university, and I'll probably be working at a club. We'll probably be like this when we get home from work." Lin Yan smiled as he imagined the future.
"Ahhh …" Su Cheng squealed like a groundhog. "I won't wear high heels after work, not even if you beat me to death!"
She put on the strawberry bear slippers, put the heels back into the shoe box, and sealed them away.
Jumping on the spot, Su Cheng even felt like she was stepping on soft cotton.
She carried the bag to the dining table and put the family's purchases into the fridge one by one.
"Yogurt on top, soda water, mineral water …" Su Cheng muttered.
Lin Yan stood at the entrance and looked at the kitchen through the screen. The girl in a light gray suit and strawberry bear slippers shuttled back and forth between the fridge and the dining table.
It looked very warm and cozy.
He went to the cloakroom to change his clothes. The loose-fitting home clothes made every part of his body cheer in celebration.
He moved his arms and rushed to the kitchen. "Do you want to eat anything?"
They did not even have time to eat dinner because of the award ceremony. Lin Yan felt like his stomach was protesting.
"There's no food …" Su Cheng glanced at the fridge. Other than yogurt and drinks, there was only a dozen eggs and a pound of instant handmade noodles left. The food had already been eaten.
There were only onions and cucumbers on the chopping board outside. They would go bad if they did not eat them.
"Just make some onion oil noodles." Lin Yan was too lazy to care about whether it was authentic or not. He planned to cut the cucumbers into slices and put them on the plate.
"I'll do it. You just fry the onions."
Su Cheng's eyes lit up. She finally found a kitchen job that she could do. She decisively took over the task of cutting the cucumbers.
Lin Yan separated the onions and cut them into sections. He put oil on the fire and let the onions in first. He glanced at Su Cheng next to him.
"Cheng Zi," he hesitated for a moment before saying, "I don't ask you to cut the cucumbers very thin, but at least cut them evenly …"
"Not evenly?"
Su Cheng brushed her loose hair and pointed the kitchen knife at the chopping board. Then she cut it again. It looked like she was pointing at the floor to cancel the general attack.
Lin Yan wanted to say something but stopped. He looked at the different lengths of the cucumbers and did not say anything to take care of Su Cheng's self-esteem.
So be it if it's ugly.
When the onions were half fried, Lin Yan turned off the fire and put in the onions after the temperature of the oil dropped. At the same time, he was ready to cook the noodles. Su Cheng had already finished cutting the cucumbers and was waiting on the side.
"Let me do it." The girl was very attentive.
"… You really know how to cook?" Lin Yan was a bit hesitant. If the cucumbers were ugly, at least they could be eaten. If the noodles were overcooked, it would be over.
"It's fine as long as I have hands. Trust me." Su Cheng patted her flat chest and promised.
Lin Yan was frying the onions while peeking at Su Cheng's progress. Just as his girlfriend said, this was indeed a job that could be done as long as one had hands. Although she was a bit flustered, at least she did not make any mistakes.
Lin Yan saw the onions turn brown. He turned off the fire and waited for the remaining heat to continue.
"How did you learn how to cook?"
Su Cheng looked at Lin Yan's operation and felt that it was very magical. "What I mean is … Don't you stay at the base all year round?"
Lin Yan glanced at her. He almost wanted to ask her how she learned how to walk. "This thing can't be forgotten. It's just a matter of practice."
"Besides, do you think my cooking skills are high?" Lin Yan asked back. He believed that the food he made was only at the level that could be eaten.
"Too high, really too high!" Su Cheng flattered very loudly. "You're the best cook in the family."
Lin Yan thought about it and was speechless.
She was right. Lin Mingdong was a ghost who could directly put the takeout food on a plate, afraid that he would miss out on washing a plate. Su Cheng's mother often cooked. Lin Yan had also eaten it in the past. It left a deep impression, and it was very memorable.
"Also … I think everything you make is delicious."
Hearing Su Cheng's words, Lin Yan sneered. "You think this will work on me?"
"… Then what about this?"
Su Cheng left a lipstick mark on Lin Yan's cheek.
"Hurry up and change. Isn't this uncomfortable?" Lin Yan chased Su Cheng out of the kitchen.
When the temperature of the oil had completely dropped, he scooped out the onion oil and put it in a glass bottle for later use. He left some in the pot and added soy sauce and white sugar.
When Su Cheng returned to her rented apartment and changed into her home clothes, Lin Yan had already set the table.
Each person had a bowl of onion oil noodles. It tasted pretty good with yogurt.
"You're going to Los Angeles for the All Stars?" Su Cheng asked suddenly.
"What's wrong?" Lin Ran calculated the days and estimated that they would have to leave next week.
"Can you help me buy some books?" Su Cheng pursed her lips and smiled.
"Do you know how much it cost me to buy books in America last time?" Lin Yan said faintly.
"It's not like I don't want to give you money …" Su Cheng tried to please him. "Do me a favor and help me."
Not long after Lin Yan agreed, Su Cheng, who had just finished eating, quickly changed her expression and urged him to turn on the computer and practice.
"There's only two weeks left until the All Stars. Aren't you working hard?
Look at Li Xianghe. He played a hundred rounds of ranked rehabilitation this week! "
It was just like how the class teacher in charge of his class taught him that there was a crazy student in the class next door.
The one who suffered was Lin Yan.
"You have to let me take a shower …" Lin Yan said helplessly. "Also, I haven't washed the dishes yet."
"I'll wash the dishes. You play ranked honestly!" Su Cheng was energized. "Win two games tonight before you go to sleep."
If you win two games and sleep with me, there'll be some hope …
Lin Yan, who wanted to slack off, practiced two games with Zooey to familiarize himself with Fist's new Rune System.
When he finished showering and drying his hair, it was already early in the morning. He fell asleep immediately, his mind filled with anticipation for the new season.
Working with his former teammates for another year and having a coach to strengthen them was a great thing.