"Brother Ran's Clockwork is hiding in the shadows on the side, controlling the puppet to cross the wall, and QRW kills PPGOD!"
Waves of cheers surged from the audience!
In the Dragon's Pit, a bloody team battle was unfolding.
"Mongoose's Troll has erected a pillar, successfully slowing down the retreating TOP players!"
Just as YM was about to surround the remaining four opponents, a goat's cry came from the Summoner's Canyon!
A huge Lava Ram Elemental attacked from behind, passing through the bodies of the three YM players.
Then it was hit by TOPZoom's Orne!
"YM was prepared and dodged very quickly, not giving Orne a chance to hit himself..."
The next moment, Hao Kai's unique oxygen tank commentary mode was activated again!
"Knight seized the opportunity when the opponent was dodging the Lava Ram Elemental to appear from the side, and EQ stunned YM's Ueno Asuke!"
Without any warning, he immediately entered Berserk Mode and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Orne Q [Volcanic Chasm] to create an obstacle for himself, and E [Blazing Charge] crashed into it!"
Zoom hit the three YM players again. Old Dream's Verus dealt full damage, and YM's frontline tank melted under control!
"TOP's Dragon's team battle was perfect, and they followed up their victory with another attack!"
Lin Yan's Clockwork relied on W [Command: Noise] to increase his movement speed, and his movements were very agile. He could run however he wanted.
However, Jack was controlling Big Mouth Kegmo, who had extremely short legs, so there was no way he could escape.
The last Shadow Ball condensed under Kegmo's feet, and it finally took Big Mouth's life!
"Ran Bro was the only one left in YM who managed to escape. TOP didn't care about him and focused on pushing forward!"
A few TOP fans were desperately cheering for their own team!
"The match is at 44 minutes, and the revival time is approaching 50 seconds. TOP plans to flatten YM's main Crystal along the middle lane. They have enough time to end this match!"
The match ended at 44 minutes and 30 seconds.
"Congratulations, Top, for defeating YM 2: 1 today. Not only did you obtain your 13th victory, but you also gave YM two consecutive losses!" Remember's tone was filled with regret. "YM's condition has been fluctuating for the past two weeks!"
"Against Top and Snakes, they were defeated in all three games." Hao Kai nodded. "After their victory over IG, their regular season seems to be a little difficult."
The five TOP contestants jumped three feet into the air.
Even though it was just a regular season match, it was of great significance to the team!
For the first time since the club was established a year ago, they had defeated the victim YM!
Zhuo Ding was so excited that tears almost flowed out of his eyes. He high-fived Sorrow beside him.
Those who were not in the know might have thought that TOP had broken into the international competition.
The livestream was noisy.
[YM is really amazing. Two consecutive losses?]
[If this continues, we're going to lose to WE. After losing to TOP, WE, and OMG, no one will lose anymore.]
[Stand up!
YM Li Zai Gan?]
[Sima Quan changed the version randomly. If Sword Demon and Sword Maiden Yan Que hadn't been nerfed, would YM have lost?]
[It's a regular season. Losing two rounds is no big deal. It's a good time to have a meeting to solve the problem and prepare for the international competition.]
[Oh, thank God. You don't have a good foundation for a match like this. Can you guarantee that you can win a crucial match like the playoffs or the international competition?]
Lin Yan's expression was normal. He drank the iced red tea in his paper cup in one gulp, took off his headphones, and stood up.
"Hey, how long has it been since we stood here waiting for the other side to shake hands?" Jack was a little excited at the thought. "What a novel experience."
"Sparrow," Lin Yan's lips opened and he whispered, "The last time we lost a BO3 was the last time."
"Wasn't it only five days ago?" Mongoose complained in dissatisfaction. "You guys are deep-sea fish. Do you only have seven seconds of memory?"
He suddenly realized. "Oh, I almost forgot. Jack who lost to Snakes is a war criminal. You subconsciously avoided painful memories, right?"
When the other three heard this, they laughed out loud.
They were reminded of the previous match against Team Snake. It was too dramatic. They were really living in Bengbu.
At that time, YM was still deliberately imitating the other team's formation and playstyle. In the early part of the first game, they were locked in a fierce battle with Snakes. Both sides attacked with fists.
Lin Yan was in high spirits. He felt like he was fighting a crazy battle with IG. He became more and more aggressive as the battle went on.
In the end, Snakes suddenly pulled his crotch in the middle and late game and began to get sick frequently. The support inexplicably went to the jungle to kill him. He taught YM what it meant to be "The support has not returned from being the eyes".
YM naturally didn't hold back. After taking Dragon, they took Snake in one wave.
Realizing that their opponent still had a lot of room to grow, YM decisively let loose in the second game.
Jack also started to get carried away.
That was one word to describe it.
After he sent out a wave of attacks, Team Snake returned the favor. Both sides were having a good time. Overall, YM still had the upper hand.
In the end, at the 35th minute, Shiba Inu gave a thumbs up when he pulled the opponent's aggro alone in the middle lane.
Ten seconds later, the hook thrown by Hammerstone, the assistant of the snake team, from the shadow corner, accidentally hit the Shiba Inu.
Snakes rushed up and killed Jack. They also took Liu Qingsong, who wanted to protect Edisi. They didn't even take Dragon, and took advantage of the situation to flatten YM's base.
This kind of OHenglish-style reversal ending was perfect for the show. YM fans never dreamed that the home team would lose. After the second game, thousands of posts were posted on the forum, criticizing Jack.
In the third game, Jack finally managed to stabilize, but the Vietnamese Bandit SOFM came out again. In the early part of the game, a wave of extremely ridiculous counter squats confused Phyllostachys Pubescens. They completely lost their rhythm in the jungle.
The old fox Spear Bro successfully took over the game, smashing through YM's defense with Vampire.
After losing that BO3, Lin Yan finally understood.
Snakes was a classic example of a tiger's head being a snake's tail.
They had an explosive upper limit and no lower limit. They could beat YM, the number one team in the league, and they also dared to lose to the last place OMG.
All in all, that regular season match against Snakes was a classic among classics. Because of this, the YM players couldn't help but laugh when they heard that they lost to Snake.
Fortunately, the YM players stood up with their backs to the audience and the cameras, so not many people noticed.
However, the TOP players who came to shake hands could clearly see the uncontrollable laughter on their faces!
Zhuo Ding began to doubt his life.
What's going on?
I won, right?
How can you guys still laugh?
When he arrived in front of Lin Yan, Knight couldn't help but ask, "Brother Ran, are you okay?"
"What?"
Lin Yan had just controlled his facial expression, forcing himself to restrain his smile and maintain a serious expression. He was stunned for a moment before he realized what Zhuo Ding meant.
This guy probably thought that he lost the game and lost his mind.
"Oh, of course I'm fine," he replied with a straight face.
Zhuo Ding mumbled a reply, and then heard Lin Yan's next sentence.
"You played well today."
Knight raised his head in disbelief. After confirming that Lin Yan had praised him, his eyes suddenly lit up and he cheered in his heart.
He furrowed his brows. "I hope YM can adjust their condition as soon as possible. There's not much time left until the playoffs start, and there's still the Asian Games in between, so the competition is very tight..."
Lin Yan was still playing with his peripherals when he heard this from the commentary platform. He and Phyllostachys Pubescens looked at each other tacitly.
He couldn't wait for the playoffs to start.
That way, he wouldn't have to continue acting.
Back in the backstage lounge, Bai Jiahao and Lin Weixiang were playing rock-paper-scissors, fighting over the ownership of the last egg tart. Red Rice and Gouba brought over a set of Go and sat there, pretending to be profound. Guo Hao stood to the side and blindly commanded.
No one cared whether YM won the game or not, they only cared about themselves.
Jack worked hard to finish the game, but when he realized that no one was paying attention, he pretended to accidentally kick a chair, making a slightly ear-piercing sound.
"Oh my god!"
He squatted down and covered his foot with a painful expression.
Lin Yan and his other teammates turned around, not wanting to look at the Shiba Inu anymore.
This guy's acting was so bad that it hurt their eyes.
He could only act as a poker face for the rest of his life.
"What's wrong?" Guo Hao hurriedly looked over, "Are you okay?"
Jack wanted to continue acting, but Liu Qingsong couldn't stand it anymore and quickly interrupted, "We lost the game."
"We're not blind. There's a TV in the room. Everyone saw it." Gouba swallowed Red Rice's dragon and said happily, "So what if we lost?"
"Yeah, don't take it to heart." Guo Hao waved his hand, looking indifferent, "We're going to Xi'an to play WE the day after tomorrow. Relax."
Even Red Rice responded with a few sentences in half-baked Chinese.
"Boring, boring!"
Jack collapsed on the chair, his face full of despair. "You guys didn't even teach me a lesson when I lost the game. I might as well keep winning!"
Red Rice, Gouba, and Guo Hao looked at each other.
They had discussed this beforehand.
Even if the team members lost the game, they had to make light of it and not scold the players.
First, because YM didn't use their best lineup system and even deliberately changed their playstyle. Naturally, they couldn't guarantee a win rate.
If they could keep winning like this, the team wouldn't have to be afraid of being weakened by their fists.
It was normal to lose.
Second, they knew that after losing the game, the public opinion was very harsh on YM. If the coaching staff was angry, the players would face a lot of psychological pressure.
Anyway, with YM's current strength and status, they didn't pay much attention to the regular season rankings.
But unexpectedly, Jack still couldn't adapt to this kind of life.
"So what?" Guo Hao walked over with a teasing smile, "I have to review how you lost to TOP today, right?"
Jack raised his head expectantly. He looked like he couldn't wait to be scolded.
"In the first game, I was caught in the early bottom lane and didn't immediately dodge Bull's Head's WQ..."
"I remember now," Phyllostachys Pubescens smiled. "I don't even want to talk about that slow hand speed. Are you really a professional player?
Bull's Head's WQ right in front of you and you didn't even dodge? "
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Liu Qingsong was still jeering.
Jack suddenly clicked his tongue, his expression disdainful.
"10% off?
Reviewing a 10% off water bottle? "
He took out his phone and opened the memo. "Let me teach you something. Watch carefully and learn!"
"In the first game, 34 minutes and 22 seconds, Jack Love was too aggressive and was caught by Sad Zhao Xin. He flashed and was hit by Q's Triple Claw Strike. He was killed on the spot and sent to the Dragon!"
He read each word clearly.
The room roared with laughter.
"Why do you have to remember your own mistakes?"
Lin Weixiang failed to snatch the egg tarts at rock-paper-scissors. He heard Shiba Inu's words just as he ran over and laughed foolishly.
Jack glanced at him. "Oh, and you too. Let me start from the beginning. In the eighth match of the 2017 MSI Group Stage against G2, 23 minutes and 22 seconds, you played Vayne and rolled Q onto P's face... even Q would tilt!"
Lin Weixiang stopped laughing.
Was there such a thing?
WDNMD, you even remember something that happened a year ago?
If we didn't know each other so late, would you have written about me wetting the bed in the memo too?
"That's not right, Jack. How much history do you have in your memo?" Lin Yan sensed something strange.
Shiba Inu was proud. "You don't understand, do you?
This is all material for EXP! "
"If you don't remember the history, no one will reply to your post. How am I supposed to level up?"
Lin Yan suddenly felt uneasy. He looked over and realized that there was a page about him in the memo!
"F * ck, why am I here?!"
The first one, 2017 Spring League, 5 minutes and 38 seconds, Stone Man was single-handedly killed by Xi Ye Lucian Tower.
The second one, 2018 MSI Group Stage Stage 2, 14 minutes and 43 seconds, Knife Girl attempted to kill EVS Mid Laner Crocodile from Vietnam. Her big move failed and she was killed instead.
…
Lin Yan could not take it anymore. He immediately shouted, "Jin Gong, catch him!"
The eight Xiba players immediately obeyed.
He felt that Jack must have a series of history on his phone. Perhaps Shiba Inu had even recorded his three minutes of darkness against The Sh last week!
The rest of the players also felt a sense of crisis. Each of them had a hand on Jack and pressed him firmly against the back of the chair.
"Delete the memo and the backup in iCloud for him!" Lin Yan ordered Mongoose.
Phyllostachys Pubescens snatched Jack's phone. After a while, he shouted, "No, he can recover like this!"
"Forget it, let's beat him up first!" Jin Gong could not help but take action.
Jack's miserable wails resounded in the lounge.
…
The originally spacious backseat of the BMW was now extremely crowded.
Jin Gong and Lin Yan, two tall and strong guys, squeezed Shiba Inu in the middle.
Jack looked around. His fingers on his knees trembled. Then, he slowly reached into his trouser pocket.
"What are you trying to do?" Lin Yan glared at him. His eyes were full of murderous intent.
The eight Xiba players also used King Kong's Glare and stared at Jack fiercely.
"… I want to post something," Jack whispered.
"No!" The two of them said in unison.
Shiba Inu was anxious.
Not letting him surf was like not letting E-face play Ezreal. He felt uncomfortable all over!
"I won't tell anyone about your dark history, okay?" He vowed solemnly.
Lin Yan and Jin Gong looked at each other.
"You post, we'll watch."
The two of them discussed a strategy.
Jack took out his phone and entered the Tieba forum after hearing permission. He found the anti-pressure forum.
His movements were extremely skillful. It was as if he was using a key to open the door of his house.
He went home.
After editing the post quickly, Lin Yan and Jin Gong poked their heads out and quietly watched Jack's performance.
The speed of a professional player exploded at this moment. Shiba Inu tapped on his phone's keyboard.
"How is it? There's no problem with the content of this post, right?" After Shiba Inu finished typing, he checked it for the two of them.
"There's no problem … but are you sure you want to post this?" Lin Yan was speechless. He couldn't understand Jack's thoughts.
"Really, why would I lie to you?" Seeing that Jin Gong didn't express any objections, Shiba Inu quickly pressed the publish button.
The post successfully landed on the front page of the anti-pressure forum.
The title was — Breaking news. After YM lost the S8 competition, the screams of a Q Hot Dance were heard from the lounge. What happened in YM's team?
The SUV was still on the way back to the suburban base. Lin Yan had nothing to do, so he stared at Jack's phone and read the replies to the post.
It had to be said that Jack was well versed in the art of posting. With the title of YM and Q Hot Dance, there was no need to worry that the netizens wouldn't come.
Lin Yan suspected that if he wasn't sitting here, Shiba Inu would have added his ID. This was the biggest experience book at the moment.
The match between YM and TOP had just ended. There was a lot of discussion on the forum. Everyone was discussing YM's second loss.
Jack's post was obviously to be a fisherman. However, other than a few pictures of fishing without horses, there were also many normal comments.
Lin Yan scanned the screen from top to bottom.
[From the start of the match against BLG, I won't believe you if you insist that there's no problem in the team.]
[Case solved, YM has long since cut ties with them!]
[What's going on?
Jack got beaten up?]
[Well done!
You gave away a round when you played Snakes. Today, your performance in the first match against TOP was also terrible. F * ck, can you stop messing around?]
Seeing this reply, Jin Gong and Lin Yan laughed out loud.
Scrolling down, the comments were familiar.
[It's true. I'm the chair in YM's lounge. Jack really got beaten up.]
[I can also testify. I'm the keyboard. I saw Jack's face bruised and swollen. After the match, he was admitted to the hospital.]
[The word 'admitted' is a clever use of the word. Does it have a double meaning?]
Jack was satisfied with the experience and put away his phone.
The car finally arrived at the base. Before YM got out of the car, he warned Jack not to post his dark history to anyone.
"Don't worry, don't worry," Shiba Inu promised. "I'll use my own, okay?"
Lin Yan saw his repeated assurances and was temporarily relieved.
The team didn't go out for dinner today. The players ordered their own takeout. Lin Yan ordered a braised chicken with a fried egg and tofu skin.
During the group interview and the car ride back, the takeout had already been delivered to the front desk of the club.
Lin Yan thanked them and took his dinner.
There were rules in the training room that forbade the team members from eating inside. He simply ran to the dining table in the living area to fill his stomach.
Lin Yan took out his tablet from his room and set it up. He planned to watch the live broadcast for a while.
He opened the Dousha platform and saw Doinb appear on the home page.
It looked like they were reviewing the match.
Lin Yan recognized Jin Taixiang's understanding of the game. He felt that they were similar in this area.
Lin Yan was too lazy to use his brain while eating anyway. Watching Jin Taixiang's live broadcast satisfied his basic needs.
He was just about to click on the live broadcast when he realized something was wrong.
"Hao, can you lend me your Dousha account?" He turned his head and looked at the dormitory behind him.
Guo Hao was packing his luggage for the trip to Xi'an the day after tomorrow. The door was open, and he immediately walked out when he heard Lin Yan's words.
"Scan the code for me …" Guo Hao took out his phone and dialed it. He lowered his head and asked casually, "Don't you have a Dousha account?"
"It's authenticated. It's inconvenient most of the time." Lin Yan opened the box of braised chicken. The aroma wafted out. "When I enter the live broadcast room, the obvious logo almost tells the audience that I'm here."
Guo Hao ignored him and went back to his room to continue packing.
Lin Yan clicked on Doinb's live broadcast room.
On the screen, a monkey was excitedly twisting around on a chair, holding a red packet from the New Year.
He put on his headphones, and the noise came in.
"Thank you, boss, for the 100 planes!"
Doinb thanked the gift while twisting around.
Lin Yan used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of tofu skin that was soaked in the braised chicken soup. The taste was top-notch.
Doinb's dance performance wasn't over yet.
He was quite puzzled. Was Kim Taixiang an iron man? How could he be so excited during such a long live broadcast?
"Okay, okay, let's start reviewing the Brothers' Alliance." Doinb's mouth was dry. He picked up a big bucket and took a sip. He immediately cut to the chase.
"In tonight's game, YM played TOP. Everyone knows the result. YM lost all three games."
"Let's take a look at the BP first …" Doinb pulled up the video and started playing from the first game.
He dragged the progress bar to the end of the BP, but the players hadn't exchanged heroes yet.
This way, he could completely see the selection order and game confrontation of the two teams during the entire BP process.
Doinb glanced at it twice.
Then he glanced at it twice.
YM felt that something was wrong. There was a strong sense of disharmony.
He didn't immediately think of the reason.
Doinb wasn't used to not saying a word during the live broadcast. He suppressed the doubts in his heart first and followed the train of thought.
"Did you guys see it?" Kim Taixiang's mouse swayed between the blue and red sides.
"YM raised the priority of the top laner's selection very high. The mid laner was placed in the second round of selection. They tried to get a character that could restrain the opponent's lineup. From the BP selection order of each position, this is very similar to TOP."
"In terms of lineup style, it's similar to TOP."
"They're all playing the mid laner, the big core dragging the late game. The top laner tank is responsible for opening the team and resisting damage …"
Kim Taixiang's three sentences almost made Lin Yan flip the rice in his hand.
He almost thought that Doinb had seen through the truth.
Doinb didn't know that there were people watching the live broadcast at YM's base. He turned his head to look at the bullet screen, wanting to get feedback from the audience.
The bullet screen in the live broadcast room was densely packed. It was really difficult to distinguish.
Doinb was now a well-deserved big streamer. His popularity wasn't low to begin with. In addition, Intercontinental Saikele had attracted a large wave of fans. At present, in the League of Legends division on the Dousha platform, there were very few streamers who could suppress his popularity except for a few professional players from YM.
Especially the game review program, there were even more viewers.
[Isn't YM also using Brother Tribute to resist the pressure and Brother Ran to deal damage?]
Doinb discovered this bullet screen. "No, no, YM basically doesn't play the mid laner with the big core. Moreover, they don't really choose a pure tank as their top laner."
Kim Taixiang explained in detail, "Toy Block's tactical position in the team is indeed not high. He's usually in the lane to resist the pressure, but he usually doesn't use tanks."
"Captain, Gnar … He's good at using these kinds of characters who can split push in the mid game and deal damage in team battles."
"It doesn't matter if he's in the lane to resist the pressure. Teammates have an advantage in the mid game. Let him lead two waves of minions and eat the economy of the defense tower and the monsters on the other side. He can immediately make up for his development. In team battles, his firepower is very strong. His ability to find a position to deal damage is absolutely top-notch."
Doinb spoke quickly. His eloquence was excellent. "As for Brother Ran, it's even more obvious. The proficiency of late game heroes like Clockwork and Victor is also very good. However, whether it's the selection rate or the win rate, it's not high.
"In the last version, he liked to play Enchantress, Zooey, and Sword Demon. These characters have the ability to drive the tempo in the early and mid game. Moreover, their ability to pull the space for teammates in team battles is also very top-notch.
"Don't think that Brother Ran plays a core just because his average damage is very high. His team participation rate is also there. If he plays more team battles, won't his damage naturally go up?
How can a normal core have such a high team participation rate? "
After a long speech, Doinb finally gave the audience a general explanation.
Lin Yan took a bite of the smooth and tender chicken.
He knew that Kim Taixiang did not give a long speech for the sake of the live broadcast.
If he continued to talk about this problem, it would involve the team structure and division of labor. This had nothing to do with most of the ordinary audience. Naturally, Doinb would not continue to delve into it.
Roughly speaking, YM's previous playstyle was an atypical multi-core system.
The most normal three-core system was IG at the moment. The three strong players were good at dealing damage, paired with the two excellent starters.
From the lane to the team battle, it was the same. There were no changes.
However, YM only had two CCs in the lane. Jin Gong was invisible most of the time.
There were advantages and disadvantages to this.
The disadvantage was that the opponent had one less point to target in the early game. After all, Jin Gong was now very difficult to play like The Sh, where the opponent's jungler had to come and catch him.
The advantage was that the team structure was more stable. The jungler did not have to run for his life to protect the DPS of the three lanes. He just had to let the top lane go. This could free up Lin Yan to snowball in the early game.
When the lane change began, Jin Gong began to expand and develop in the side lane.
During this time, if the opponent's jungler came to catch him, they would lose a lot of neutral resources. It could also relieve the pressure on the middle and bottom CCs.
Jack and Lin Yan were both the top damage kings in the history of League of Legends. The team definitely did not lack damage. Given some space, they could ride on the opponent's face and fight.
If Jin Gong could develop, the team's three cores would directly flatten him. If he could not develop, he would basically be targeted. At this time, the anchor Lin Yan would not be restricted. He would play very comfortably.
Once he played very well, the entire YM could link up and win the game easily.
Doinb continued to review the game.
"I don't think YM made any mistakes in the early game. The eye position and so on were done quite well..."
He dragged the progress bar back with all his might.
"The problems basically occurred after 30 minutes. YM's tempo is now very slow. At this time, there is no room for mistakes in the team battle. A loss in the team battle can determine the outcome of the whole game."
"Everyone can do this, Sister Li. After all, YM has not played many late-game games. They don't have enough experience in this area. It's normal to make mistakes sometimes..."
Doinb's voice came to an abrupt end.
He finally realized where the sense of strangeness in YM's game came from.