"There's nothing to say. The only purpose of his appearance is to prove how powerful Faker is. It's not his fault that he's too good, it's that Faker is too good."

"Six points, it is in line with my imagination of Hu Lao Bi, and he has shown the strength he deserves."

"Every spring competition and the World Championship are played by two people. You are Duan Yu as the co-author, right? The Six Meridians Divine Sword works sometimes but not sometimes?"

"Don't be embarrassed, Duan Yu is very handsome."

"If the mid laners on both sides swap, IP will probably beat RNG three to two."

"Cancel the account! My benefactor! Thank you for killing the bath dog, you are the real hero!"

Regardless of whether they are scolding the canceled accounts or being angry at the canceled accounts, there is basically a core argument.

This guy's performance in the World Championship was ridiculous.

Even RNG fans can’t understand why a top mid laner who can still be said to be a top-notch mid laner in the Spring Split can play so abstractly in the World Championship?

If you want to say that you can't handle the psychological pressure of the World Championship, okay, but if you close your account, you are no longer a new mid laner? Didn't you feel quite confident when you spoke before the game?

I don't see what you are afraid of.

Poor RNG fans, many years from now, they may think about this night when they cursed the World Championship for being a cheat.

It's a bit exaggerated. Is it really going to get blown up?

Next, naturally is the bot lane group.

RING.Uzi!

"To be fair, it's okay. I tried my best to play, but so what if I tried my best with four guarantees and one? If I didn't win, it's your problem."

"Is it because you pressed the hand that closed the account to prevent him from doing so?"

"Retire. This is no longer the age of crazy puppies. Old dogs who are out of date should really get out and make room for newcomers."

"It's okay to close your account and hate you. If you didn't lead RNG to the World Championship, he would still be the top domestic mid laner, but now his value has been reduced."

"There's nothing to say. Can you leave RNG? It doesn't matter if you leave on your own or get kicked by RNG. I really don't want to see you playing games with those two Bs anymore, so I'm begging you!"

"Gouzi, if you don't have a chance next year, just retreat. We won't accept this grievance."

This year's Uzi can only be described in one word: pity.

The only team in the entire team that didn't have many problems in BO5 was the bot lane team.

As for the last Xiao Ming?

Not many times, it was just a pendant, and no one expected him.

Xu Ruoguang has no idea what the public opinion is on Tieba.

After finishing the World Championship, they were visiting the capital.

"It's really amazing, Dafa."

Looking at the towering Great Wall in front of him, Little Peanut wiped the sweat from his forehead and couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, Little Peanut was covered in hot sweat, but the fatigue on his body did not affect his high mood at this moment.

"It's so beautiful, the Great Wall."

Little Peanut, who grew up in Korea, has never seen such a majestic man-made thing, and the shock to his soul is no joke.

"The charm of civilization is that things like this will not fade with the changes of the times."

"Ruoguang, the place you recommended to us is really good."

faker calmly took in the surrounding scenery and was full of praise.

This is a spectacle that would shock even him.

"Give me your hand."

Xu Ruoguang effortlessly pulled Xiao Wu, who was walking at the end, up, exhaled, and adjusted his heartbeat.

"Because this is my motherland."

"I have also dreamed of coming here once. Now that I finally have the opportunity, how can I be willing not to come?"

He calmed down his rapid breathing, with only this great river and mountains in his eyes, and said softly.

When he was very young, he wanted to go to the Great Wall if he had the chance.

Isn’t there a saying?

He who has not been to the Great Wall is not a true man.

Xu Ruoguang felt that he could still be a good man.

"Want to take pictures?"

KKoma, who was walking at the front, raised the camera in his hand and asked with a smile.

"Of course, brother, please."

Faker's eyes lit up and he spoke without hesitation.

The six people stood in a row, and KKoma nodded to the enthusiastic tourists, "Trouble."

"Hey, what a big deal, I took the photo."

The tourist waved his hand and raised his camera.

With a click, a picture was frozen forever.

In the center of the camera, Xu Ruoguang puts his hands in his pockets and shows a bright smile.

Faker and Ah Shui each put a hand on his shoulder.

Ah Shui made a scissor hand gesture, which is his classic photo gesture.

And faker...naturally still has his signature thumbs up.

Xiao Wu and Xiao Peanut were leaning against the city wall, and they were sitting in front of everyone, both with bright smiles on their faces.

Kkoma stood behind Xu Ruoguang on one side, smiled and stretched out his hand to put on Xu Ruoguang's head.

When the camera froze, Xu Ruoguang's smile became more helpless.

"Brother, I'm an adult, please don't mess with my hair, okay?"

After taking the photo, Xu Ruoguang said helplessly while pushing his hand away.

"Ok, I know."

Having said that, KKoma replied with a smile, but at first glance he didn't take it to heart at all.

After climbing the Great Wall, the IP group spent the next time visiting other famous attractions.

Tiananmen, Summer Palace, Old Summer Palace.

I have to say that this trip greatly broadened Xu Ruoguang's horizons.

Carrying his bag and taking one last look at the place where he had been preparing to stay for a full year, Xu Ruoguang boarded the plane back to Shanghai without any hesitation.

Gently, he left.

Just like he came gently.

When he returned to the base, he felt completely refreshed. The fatigue left by the long World Championship was gone. This was much more decompressing than sleeping at the base.

But then there was a bolt from the blue.

"Xu Ruoguang, something happened to you!"

Manager Zhao walked in seriously, and Xu Ruoguang was confused.

"What's wrong, Brother Zhao?"

"You still have the nerve to say that? Ah? The live broadcast time this year is seriously insufficient, and Huya has sent a message."

Xu Ruoguang rubbed his head optimistically.

"It's okay, isn't it 18 years yet? There is plenty of time to make up for it."

"Calculate the time. If it's not enough, money will be deducted."

Manager Zhao reminded.

Um?

Xu Ruoguang's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Deduct money?

Someone wants to take my money?

It makes no sense!

He hurriedly walked to his seat and turned on the computer.

Manager Zhao shook his head funny.

Although Xu Ruoguang is not short of money at all now, he has already made a lot of money from IP advertising fees.
To be continued...