"We won! Audience friends, we won! Let us congratulate the Chinese team for winning the gold medal in the League of Legends event at the 2018 Jakarta Asian Games 3-0!"

In the commentary box, Doll looked excited, clenched his fists, and his eyes shone with excitement.

"The first Asian Games of League of Legends! We started with a victory! Now we can shout, we are the champions!"

I remember shouting with great emotion.

"Now we can also officially announce that the Chinese team has become the new ruler of the League of Legends! This Chinese team, from players to coaches, are all Chinese! We can confidently tell everyone that five Chinese people can play

Passed five Koreans! And it was 3-0, defeating the Korean team in a crushing manner!"

Miller spoke in a high-pitched tone.

He has devoted countless efforts to LPL and has been watching for so many years.

Since last year, the LPL has reached its peak, and every external game this year has made him more confident!

Today's 3-0 victory over the Korean team broke the rumor that five Chinese people could not defeat five Koreans.

Miller could no longer suppress his emotions and roared loudly.

[I really want to interview the man right now. How does it feel to be beaten 3-0 by five Chinese people? 】

[Laughing to death, he was hung up and beaten on the line. He was hung up and beaten whether there was a jungler or not. What qualifications does he have to talk nonsense here? 】

[Just wait, maybe they have another excuse?]

[Not much to say, the Chinese team is awesome! 】

[Brother Shengqiang is awesome, Rang Di is awesome, the factory director is awesome, Xiangguo is awesome, Xiye is awesome, Wuzi is awesome, Chen Yu is awesome!]

[Now I can tell my parents when I go home that I can bring glory to the country by playing games, hahaha]

The audience in the live broadcast room was excited.

The victory of the Chinese team is of profound significance to them.

In China's national conditions, e-sports has always been looked down upon and is considered a poison that misleads young people.

Today, the results achieved by the Chinese team in winning glory for the country have also given a sigh of relief to these e-sports enthusiasts who are looked at with colored glasses.

Although most of them are not qualified to win glory for the country, they don't even have the talent to play professionally.

But this does not prevent them from loving e-sports.

The Chinese team's gold medal win at the Asian Games is not an excuse for Internet-addicted teenagers to offend their parents, but to prove the value of their love.

"Brothers Ness! We won the championship! We won the gold medal! We sang the national anthem!"

On the competition field, Xiangguo jumped up immediately, hugged Xiye's neck and shook him wildly, venting his excitement.

Of course it's not just him.

Xiye responded with a warm hug.

The two hugged each other and danced, as happy as two children weighing more than 100 pounds.

In addition, a child weighing more than 200 pounds was also hugged with Chen Yu.

He whispered in Chen Yu's ear: "This is my most meaningful victory!"

Chen Yu clearly heard that there was a hint of crying in his voice.

But Chen Yu can understand.

Ever since Uzi debuted, he has always been a foil.

I have won countless league championships and world championships, but I have yet to be able to win the championship.

Interestingly enough, the winner of this year's Asian Championship was Uzi's first World Championship.

But that championship belongs to the entire division, not entirely to Uzi’s RNG team.

So today's Asian Games gold medal will be the most important thing in Uzi's career.

"Okay! It's time for us to shake hands with our opponents."

Chen Yu took a deep breath, calmed down the same excited emotions, and patted Uzi on the back.

"What's the rush? Let them wait!"

Just as the two were about to leave, the lonely Holy Spear Brother rushed over, hugged their shoulders tightly, and spoke heroic words.

Chen Yu frowned: "This is not very good."

After all, this is an event that represents the country, and the eyes of the whole world are focused on it. The Chinese team cannot be like a villain who succeeds.

"Yes, let's shake hands first. I can't wait to see the man's face."

Uzi stretched out his hand, easily took Brother Holy Spear's arm away, and softly comforted him.

As soon as he said these words, including Brother Shengqiang, Xiang Guo and others, their eyes lit up, and there was a look of anticipation on their faces.

They have been resenting Brother Han's remarks for a long time.

I hit my face hard today, so I have to go and see if my face is swollen.

Thinking of this, everyone wanted to go to the South Korean team's game seats.

The pace is fast, emphasizing the impatience.

But then Chen Yu stopped them: "Wait a minute."

Everyone looked over in confusion.

"I learned a Korean phrase from Broiler last night, which means: I am Chinese!"

"You all learn it, and when you see the man, read it to him one by one."

Chen Yu sneered.

When it comes to holding grudges, he will never deny it.

He had already prepared his revenge before the game.

Since you think it is impossible for five Chinese people to beat five Koreans, then I will let you know whether the opponent who beats you is five Chinese people.

In order to prevent you from understanding it, we also deliberately learned a sentence in Korean. Is it enough to give you face?

Everyone's faces showed excitement when they heard this, and they looked at Chen Yu in a strange way.

How much damage does it take to come up with such a disgusting trick!

Not only the blow-up during the game, but also a few critical blows during the post-game handshake session.

Someone with a fragile mentality shouldn't retire on the spot?

"Well, Chen Yu, I haven't offended you during this time, right?"

Wuzi looked at Chen Yu and asked a little shyly.

Chen Yu was stunned and didn't know why Uzi said that.

However, looking around, I found that other people's eyes looked similar to Uzi's.

"No, we are all good brothers."

Chen Yu didn't know why, but he still waved his hand.

"That's good, that's good! Let's go find the man."

Everyone was relieved and laughed quickly.

The Korean team's game seats were not anxious because of the Chinese team's delay.

They all sat slumped on the gaming chairs with dejected expressions, their pupils slightly dilated, like five walking corpses.

The failure of the Asian Games is a huge blow, and there is no room for excuses in the competition for national honor.

When the Chinese team arrived, everyone stood up numbly.

"I am Chinese."

The man who was reaching out mechanically suddenly heard the person in front of him uttering a Korean that was not very standard.

When he looked up, he saw that it was Chen Yu.

Chen Yuzheng looked at him with an indifferent look, mixed with a little ridicule.

The man knows that he is sarcastic about his remarks.

His lips moved slightly, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Chen Yu smiled slightly, retracted his hand and ignored him.

Before he could recover, another slightly fat hand held his hand: "I am Chinese."

The Korean pronunciation this time is even less standard. Normally, it might take a while for a man to understand it.

But at this moment, Brother Han reacted immediately.

Uzi was also mocking what he said.

The man didn't speak, lowered his head slightly, not daring to meet Uzi's powerful eyes.
To be continued...