Chapter 130 Did you bring your medicine

After the TKOW team advanced to the semi-finals.

There was good news and bad news for everyone.

The good news is that the UD team withstood the pressure, defeated the War team, and also became the top four.

The bad news is that the NGP team lost to the Korean team DFCT and stopped in the quarterfinals.

However, there are two LPL teams in the semi-finals this year, which is already a very good result, and it is even worthy of being missed.

After the lottery is over, UD and TKOW are in a half area each.

The UD team was the first to go to the semi-finals, so there was plenty of time for the TKOW team to rest and adjust.

The night before the NGP team left, Zhou Guanshan called Ren Jian to come out for a drink.

Ren Jian knew that this moment was the lowest moment in Zhou Guanshan’s life as the captain of the NGP team.

When Ren Jian found Zhou Guanshan, he was already half-drunk. Seeing Ren Jian coming, he pulled him and said, “Brother, come, let’s say something heartfelt.”

“Are you okay?” Ren Jian sat down beside Zhou Guanshan and asked.

“Uncomfortable, just two words, uncomfortable.” Zhou Guanshan sighed.

Ren Jian patted Zhou Guanshan on the shoulder, trying to appease him.

“DFCT, we lost to them last year and lost to them again this year. It’s like a big pit that can’t be crossed. Every time we move forward, we can only die at the bottom of the pit.” Zhou Guanshan sighed.

Ren Jian didn’t speak, and quietly listened to Zhou Guanshan’s words while drinking.

“After you won the championship three years ago, no team in our mainland division has made it to the finals, no more…” Zhou Guanshan began to mutter, “This year, if our home court is like the past… No, we can’t be discouraged, this year our How hopeful is it, both teams have made it to the semi-finals, how hopeful is it.”

Zhou Guanshan was talking, and his eyes turned red. In Shanghai in October, the northeastern man was holding a wine bottle, and behind the bustling city neon, and all the unwillingness to lose because of the defeat turned into cold rain on the mouth of the Yangtze River. Slipping down.

“Don’t lose.” Zhou Guanshan said, “don’t lose again.”

Ren Jian nodded, reached out and patted Zhou Guanshan’s back again.

The two were speechless, just drinking in silence.

Zhou Guanshan quickly got drunk, and contacted the person in charge of NGP to take Zhou Guanshan back, and then returned to the hotel by himself.

Ren Jian took the room card and swiped the door of the room. After walking in, he found that Yu Qinghuan was swiping his phone with all his attention.

Ren Jian walked quietly to Yu Qinghuan’s side and found that he was reading Weibo and Post Bar.

On the screen of the mobile phone, some words are dazzling.

【What is TKOW playing? Can you do this with Every? 】

[Everyone is sleepwalking, next fight with DFCT, don’t die too miserably. 】

[The TKOW team has really regressed too much in the past two years. 】

[A few people are not at their peak. 】

[Wake up, you still expect them to win the championship again? This team has long been in a trough. 】

Ren Jian reached out and took the phone in Yu Qinghuan’s hand: “What are you doing with this?”

Yu Qinghuan was taken aback, seeing that it was Ren Jian, and said softly, “Just take a look, in case you see some useful suggestions…”

Ren Jian glanced at the screen of his mobile phone, stared at the word ‘low valley’ for a while, and suddenly asked Yu Qinghuan with a smile: “Low valley? Do you know what low valley means?”

Yu Qinghuan was confused: “What does it mean?”

Ren Jian returned the phone to Yu Qinghuan, and said word by word, “It means that no matter where you go, no matter how you go, you are going up.”

Yu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded: “Yeah!”

Ren Jian went to take a shower to wash off the alcohol on his body. After coming out of the bathroom, he saw Yu Qinghuan sitting on the bed, taking notes while watching the video.

Ren Jian sat next to Yu Qinghuan and saw him watching the match between DFCT and NGP.

“Is Captain Zhou okay?” Yu Qinghuan raised his head and asked when he saw Renjian coming out.

Ren Jian pinched Yu Qinghuan’s face: “It’s twelve o’clock in the middle of the night, we are in bed, you asked me about another man? Huh?”

“I…” Yu Qinghuan was a little stunned by Ren Jian’s backlash.

“Zhou Guanshan is fine. It’s not the first time I’ve experienced this kind of thing. It’s normal to win or lose in e-sports. It’s okay to be sad for a while. It’s not so hypocritical.” Ren Jian said.

Yu Qinghuan nodded and put away his notebook and mobile phone: “Let’s rest early, we have to get up early tomorrow to catch a flight to Beijing.”

“Okay.” Ren Jian watched Yu Qinghuan put things on the bedside table, then turned sideways to turn off the light.

The light was turned off, and Yu Qinghuan’s waist was suddenly grabbed by someone.

“Wait…” Yu Qinghuan subconsciously refused, worried that he would be uncomfortable.

After a while, he quickly let go.

Yu Qinghuan moved back a little, then stretched out his hand and intertwined his fingers.

The rings on the **** touched each other lightly.

Ren Jian rubbed Yu Qinghuan’s palm lightly, and asked him, “The next game will be against DFCT, will you be nervous?”

Yu Qinghuan said: “I’m not nervous when I’m nervous, I’m just worried. I’m worried that I will hesitate when I compete, and I won’t dare to fight.”

Yu Qinghuan knew very well that the fiasco of last year’s life-and-death match had an impact on him. Subconscious fear, panic, and excessive pressure didn’t just disappear.

Ren Jian rubbed Yu Qinghuan’s hair soothingly and said, “Then set a goal. If you beat DFCT, do one thing, like last year’s global finals and the domestic summer trials.”

Yu Qinghuan thought for a while, and suddenly asked, “Did you bring your medicine?”