"I only watched the first two games. I didn't expect to be swept. That's a shame," Chubby said as he took a sip of water.
EDG's failure signified that a year's worth of hard work in the LPL had been for naught. Even though they had won the Mid-Season Invitational, it could not be compared to the S Series. After all, the S Series allowed players to have their own skins, which represented the highest honor in the League of Legends professional circle. It had an extraordinary significance.
Chubby comforted the viewers. "If we can't do it this year, we still have next year. We just have to work harder. It doesn't matter. Don't be discouraged."
In fact, he was extremely disappointed. As a former professional player, Chubby had had enough of waiting year after year. The Summoner's Trophy was like an unreachable dream to him.
"The Koreans only lost to us once in the past years. This year, even the Europeans and Americans can walk all over us. If this continues, are we still going to play with hammers?" The viewers were still very angry.
"What do you mean by still playing with hammers?
What does winning or losing in a professional match have to do with playing games? "Some viewers who were not watching the match retorted.
Chubby looked at the dense bullet screen floating by. He avoided the camera and lit a cigarette. The sad memories of the past flooded his mind again. He looked at his ID — High Dreams.
Abandon unrealistic fantasies and reignite the fighting spirit in his heart to realize his dreams.
What was his dream?
To pick up the Summoner's Trophy that countless professional players dreamed of!
Chubby pondered for a long time before typing, "Tell me your room number. I'll let the viewers who are interested go over and take a look."
Taking him to lie down and win a round, Chubby Toot didn't mind helping his fellow streamer Lin Ran bring some viewers over.
Lin Yan didn't argue. He had to accept the pie that fell from the sky.
Not long after, the originally deserted live broadcast room was filled with Chubby Tootsie's bullet screen.
"Lightning one second?
The streamer is strong. No wonder he can bring Chubby along. "
"His points are so high. Why don't he go play professionally?"
This was one of the benefits of bullet screen. Even if the streamer didn't say anything, these people could interact with each other.
Lin Yan thought about it and turned on the microphone.
"New viewers can click on the" Follow "button in the upper right corner of the live broadcast room. Every night, I'll stream Dian Yi High School Branch. I'm very strong and have a stable playing style. I'll play the Education Bureau on the weekends."
At that moment, a few bullet screen comments flew across the channel. These were all Lin Yan's old viewers.
"Streamer, streamer, what if we can't make it to the next round?"
Lin Yan's mouth didn't stop, as if he was performing a crosstalk.
"Also, you can come to the streamer for help if you're short of three or two rounds in the qualifying rounds. It's not a big deal. We're all brothers, so it's not a big deal to follow."
The bullet screen began to entertain itself again.
Lin Yan hurriedly glanced at the bullet screen. Sometimes, he really couldn't understand the brain circuits of these bullet screen viewers. Wasn't it just him saying the same introduction every time? What was so funny about that?
For the sake of the screen full of fish balls, Lin Yan decided to shut his mouth and swallow the hurtful words into his stomach.
If he were to scold his parents away, he wouldn't be able to continue his live stream.
Amidst the hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
"You don't want to become a professional player and make a name for yourself? Why do you want to be a small-time streamer here?"
Lin Yan took a deep breath and turned off the microphone.
It was already early in the morning, and Lin Yan should have gone offline according to his usual routine. However, he didn't want to waste the traffic he brought from Chubby, so he endured his sleepiness and spent an hour helping a "passionate" fan pass the platinum promotion match.
Seeing that the number of viewers in the live broadcast room had finally exceeded ten thousand, Lin Yan stopped streaming and closed the live broadcast room.
The moment the aura shield was activated, the room lost its last ray of light. The chassis stopped moving, and the entire room fell into complete darkness.
Lin Yan liked to play games with the lights off. It made him feel like he was wrapped in darkness. Anyway, he had been lonely for a long time, and he didn't lack the time to play games.
He twisted his neck and moved his eyes away from the screen. Every time he left the live broadcast environment, he felt uncomfortable. Everything that happened online felt surreal.
The room was large and luxuriously decorated. There was a pile of peripherals on the computer table in the room, as well as a stack of high school textbooks. A Disney blue backpack was hanging on the chair.
Lin Yan let out a long breath, and the phone on the table vibrated.
The caller ID indicated that it was an unknown number from Shanghai. He didn't hesitate to pick it up.
"Is this the 'Push Line Mid Laner'?"
The voice on the other side of the phone was very loud. "I'm Chubby, we just met in the game …"
"Hello, how can I help you?" Lin Yan could recognize his unique voice.
"I got your information from the Shark-fighting platform." Chubby took a deep breath. He was probably smoking. "Do you want to play professionally?"
Lin Yan was stunned for two seconds. His heart raced, and his lips were dry. "I don't think I have such plans …"
The other side of the phone fell into silence.
"You're in your third year of high school this year, right?" Chubby spoke again. "Can I ask about your future career plans?
Do you want to be a streamer in the future? "
This time it was Lin Yan's turn to be silent. He wasn't seventeen yet, so how could he have any career plans?
He had once, but it was just a moment of anger.
After trying to stream for two months, he felt that he wasn't suited for it.
It was mainly because he was a person who liked to argue with others. Every time he saw comments on the bullet screen, he wanted to help them correct their mistakes. However, those comments were people who had clicked on his followers and sent gifts, so Lin Ran couldn't open his mouth.
If it hadn't been for the fat-toot drawing a wave of traffic last night, his live room would have been bleak.
Chubby saw that he didn't say anything and knew that his chances of persuading him had increased by twenty percent.
"It's like this. I just discussed with my partner for an hour. We plan to set up a professional League of Legends team …"
"Is it because of the EDG game?" Lin Yan asked.
"… Of course it's part of the reason, but not all of it," Chubby continued. "I received news that the requirements for the development of professional League of Legends are getting stricter. If we wait another two years, it will be very difficult to set up a professional team that can play in the league."
"At that time, I already had the idea of setting up a professional team. The loss at EDG made me determined. This is also my dream since I started playing professionally. I want to realize it."
"To be honest, with your talent, it's a pity that you don't play professionally. I saw that you've only played League of Legends for two years, and you're already the second strongest server in China. You're already ahead of countless people."
Lin Yan was very hesitant. "I'd better …"
Before he could finish, Chubby interrupted him. "Let's add each other on WeChat. I'll go to Suzhou tomorrow. Let's find a place to meet and talk, okay?"
At this point, Lin Yan couldn't think of any reason to refuse.
After hanging up the call with Chubby, Lin Yan lay flat on his bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze. His thoughts were in a whirl, and the bullet screen kept flashing back and forth in front of his eyes.
Why didn't he play professionally and make a name for himself? Why did he stay here and be a small-time streamer?
Lin Yan slept until noon on Sunday, when he was woken up by a phone call.
"Hello? Hello?" He picked up the phone and said drowsily.
The man on the other end of the phone could hear the sleepiness in Lin Yan's voice. He couldn't help but start nagging. "What time is it? You're still sleeping. You're already in your third year of high school and you're still not working hard. I tolerated you when you insisted on doing some live streaming. You promised that it wouldn't affect your studies!"
Lin Yan was still in a daze. He looked at the caller ID and realized that it was his father, who was far away in Shenzhen City.
Lin Yan rubbed his eyes. The sunlight outside the window was blocked by the thick curtains, so the room was still dark.
"I sent the monthly test results to your email yesterday. You didn't see it, did you?"
"I improved a few places compared to last time." He got up and yawned. "But it makes sense. A busy person like you who doesn't even come home once a month probably doesn't have the time to take care of me."
The man was choked by these words, and his attitude softened.
"I know better than anyone whether your brain is good or not. You didn't study hard at all. Otherwise, how could you have failed …"