What is a wandering mid laner?

That said, it's kind of hurtful.

"No, your signature is too ugly. I'll just ask Ran and Jin Gong to sign it. You should be responsible for the yin and yang." The girl stomped her foot lightly, "Everyone should perform their duties."

Xiaotian was about to be overwhelmed by her, and the tortoise shell was about to crack.

"Get out, get out, don't disgust me here." He was furious.

The girl happily responded, ended the recording contentedly, and ran to find Lin Ran to take a photo with her.

Riot China headed by Wen Sen and Tengjing Sports staff headed by Bobby arrived at the airport one step ahead of schedule.

The number of staff is beyond imagination, almost including all the employees of Riot China.

"So many people here?" Lin Ran was a little surprised.

Wen Sen squeezed to Lin Ran's side, "Everyone attaches great importance to this MSI."

"In October, the World Championships landed on the mainland for the first time. We, Riot China and Tengjing Sports, are responsible for the planning and operation of the entire process, including liaising with the local government, approving venues and centralized hotel arrangements..."

Vincent paused, "The requirements above are also very simple. If you have achievements, you can say anything. There is no problem with getting the green light all the way. All media popularity and news resources can be given."

"Do you understand now?"

"You put a lot of pressure on us." Lin Ran smiled and punched Wen Sen.

He understands what Vincent means. This year's MSI is considered the most valuable international event before the World Championships. YM, which has emerged from the LPL with a crushing momentum, will undoubtedly become a touchstone.

The quality of the results will affect the amount of resources given in this year's World Championship.

"It's okay to call normally if you have nothing to do," Vincent said carrying the suitcase. As an accompanying interpreter, he will also go to Brazil with YM. "As long as you don't fall to the top four, it's not a big problem."

"Isn't it easy to enter the finals? You look down on people too much." Lin Ran thought that Wen Sen would say something like 'If you don't win the championship, you will swim back to China', but he didn't expect that the bottom line was just to enter the finals.

"Could it be possible that we can still lose to Europe and the United States?" Jack stepped forward and put his arms around Lin Ran's shoulders, "Isn't Europe coming to G2 this year?"

"Well, G2-8." Lin Ran laughed.

This meme comes from MSI last year. The European champion G2 scored 2-8 at MSI. As the champion of the European division, they couldn't even make it to the semi-finals, and they were sprayed into a sieve by the European audience.

"That's really not good," Jack shook his head repeatedly, "None of them made it out of the group stage at the World Championship last year."

A group of people prepare to board the plane with their boarding passes.

Before leaving, Su Cheng pulled Lin Ran over, pulled the wallet out of his pocket, and stuffed a handful of banknotes into it.

"I haven't been to Brazil before, but online said that there are a lot of black people robbed there." She closed her wallet, "If you go out alone, take 100 reais with you, and give the money to them if you encounter robbers. That way the robbers won't go home empty-handed and angry."

"There are 3000 reals in it, which should be enough for you."

(Small knowledge: 1 real ≈ 1.21 RMB)

Su Cheng put the wallet back into Lin Ran's pocket, put his fingers in his pocket and did not take it out.

"I'll be back in 20 days, very soon." Lin Ran patted her on the back.

She is so slender and thin, Lin Ran can easily touch the delicate butterfly bones on Su Cheng's back.

"Aren't you going to review for the midterm exam? I'm not in China and you don't have other distractions. Study hard." Lin Ran stretched out his hand and rubbed Su Cheng's ear.

A blush ran along Su Cheng's neck up to the earlobe, it looked bright red, with a jade-like whiteness in the crimson color.

"Send me a message in Brazil, and we'll get in touch." Su Cheng took a deep breath to stabilize his mind, and took his fingers out of Lin Ran's pocket.

Lin Ran followed his teammates step by step and turned his head, watching Su Cheng disappear from sight.

The journey was too long, so Riot China booked business class for them so they could lie down and rest.

A group of people almost occupied the business class of the entire flight.

"...You are welcome to take this flight. Our destination is Guaruljos International Airport in Sao Paulo, Brazil. The flight will stop in Seoul, San Francisco and Houston. The total flight time is 35 hours and 35 minutes."

The flight attendant's sweet voice spread to all corners of the cabin.

"It's been too long. I'm afraid my waist will be broken after landing."

Liu Qingsong said from the side, he didn't know when he snatched Lin Weixiang's sunglasses, put on his chin and tilted his chin, he looked quite defiant.

Lin Ran put on the earphones and got ready for a good night's sleep.

The plane climbed upward with slight bumps.

"Wuhu, take off!" Jack seemed to be in a good state of mind.

Lin Ran didn't have time to talk to him, it was already approaching his rest time, the excitement of the upcoming competition and the tiredness that hit him were intertwined, and he fell into a deep sleep.

When they arrived in Sao Paulo, Brazil, it was already May [-]th. Lin Ran rubbed his sore and weak waist and got off the plane.

As soon as I got on the ferry with the suitcase, the hot wind and the sea breeze rushed towards my face.

The urban development here is much worse than that of Shanghai. Lin Ran walked and patted along the way, and the Latin boy playing football on the side of the road had an elegant posture, and the bustling market life was full of the local humanistic atmosphere of Brazil.

He kept all the foreign scenery he was interested in in his mobile phone, and then shared it with Su Cheng through the Internet.

The environment of the hotel arranged by Riot was pretty good. Except for the food, Lin Ran couldn't find any flaws.

After checking into the hotel for a good night's rest, Lin Ran rubbed his waist and got up early the next morning.

[Has the dog woke up yet? 】

Su Cheng just sent a message.

【When I first got up, I felt a little dizzy from jet lag. 】

[It's okay, I put some melatonin in your suitcase, you remember to take it]

Lin Ran glanced at the time. The time difference between Sao Paulo and China is 11 hours. At this time, the sky in Brazil is just getting bright, and it should be getting dark in China.

[Did you just finish class? ] he typed and asked.

Su Cheng replied quickly.

[Yes, I will go to self-study after dinner, finish my homework and watch the game video before going to bed]

【Hurry up and eat, I won't bother you anymore】

Lin Ran turned over and got out of bed, ignoring the sleeping bastard next to him, and went downstairs to eat the buffet breakfast alone after washing up.

As soon as he entered the elevator, he met two unexpected people.

Faker and Peanut.

"Good morning." Little Peanut was more lively, and he communicated with Lin Ran in simple English.

Lin Ran had a deep impression on him, not only because of Little Peanut's handsome face and cute manners, but also because of his outstanding strength.

Like Xiaotian in S6, he is a rising star in the jungle position. The contrast between his fierce style of play and his cute face has attracted a large number of fans for him.

After the original Tigers fell apart this year, he, like other teammates, chose to leave.

If Smeb formed the Avengers Alliance with the three heroes of LPL and the old captain of KT, and used his career to fight against the behemoth SKT, then Peanut chose the easiest and smooth path.

Join if you can't win.

Little Peanut won the true biography of Du Shubao.

It is indeed an easy and simple path.

Although Little Peanut's status in the S7 Spring Split has been ups and downs, many of the regular season's deciding games were played by Little Black Blank.

But this still couldn't stop them from sweeping KT 3:0 in the final of the Spring Split to win the championship and successfully get the ticket to MSI.

"Morning." Lin Ran shook hands with him.

Then he extended his palm to faker.

Li Sang Hyuk was stunned for a second, looking at the tall man in front of him, he subconsciously stretched out his left hand.

But Lin Ran is not Ren Dong, he has not yet mastered the skill of Grasp of Immortality.

The two hesitated for a while before shaking hands.

"Are you going down for breakfast too?"

"No..." Little Peanut said and gestured, "Fist officials asked us to shoot a promotional video."

Just as Lin Ran nodded, he heard a message from the phone.

Guo Hao reminded them in the group that they will go to the group match in the afternoon, including rehearsal positions and pre-match interviews.

"I will definitely defeat you this time." Lee Sang Hyuk said suddenly, and he stared straight at Lin Ran.

His English is so-so, and he stumbles when speaking, but the general meaning can be conveyed in place.

"I don't think it's possible." Lin Ran shrugged his shoulders. "The outcome of this year's MSI is likely to be the same as last year's World Finals."

"I just hope you don't cry after the game, otherwise it will take away the limelight from our championship."

Faker roughly understood the meaning of Lin Ran's words, and he blushed a little ashamedly.

The clip of him crying at the scene of losing the final last year was made into various animations and circulated in various LOL forums. The popularity was no less than the two robberies of a match between him and Yue Lun in S3.

In the past six months, faker has been insulted by some Korean audiences a lot, and I deeply understand the feeling of being used as a background board.

He wants revenge.

"We'll see you on the field, and then I'll let you know how good I am." Faker raised his chin, trying not to let Lin Ran see his blushing face.

The elevator made a pleasant sound and had reached the floor where the breakfast buffet was located.

Lin Ran said goodbye to the two of them, and left the elevator holding the phone.

After breakfast, Lin Ran went back to lie down for a while, watched the version update and changes and the LCK Spring Finals, and planned to study the MSI opponents.

In the afternoon, everyone from YM gathered again and went to the CB LOL studio in Sao Paulo, where the group match was held, for interviews and rehearsals.

However, Jack seemed to have slept too much, and he looked sleepy when he arrived at the scene, and his whole body was swollen.

Lin Ran looked at Jack's face swollen into a pig's head, his eyes could hardly be opened, and the corners of his mouth could not stop rising.

"I thought you were beaten up by the prophet last night."

"Get out," Jack gave him a blank look, "Dude, it's just a little edema from too much sleep, it will be fine later."

Although it would be fine later, the makeup artist was very embarrassed. He could only postpone Jack's shooting opportunity and let the other team members be interviewed first.

Lin Ran was asked what he thought of his opponents in the group stage, and he didn't say anything outrageous. He just said that YM and SKT should perform better than the other four teams.

This is the truth.

Faker also expressed the same meaning in the interview-although the other participating teams are also very strong, the champion is destined to be born between SKT and YM.

The interview video was released the day before the group stage, and everyone was not surprised by this.

After all, last year's S6 Global Finals top four were all dominated by LCK and LPL, and the champion and runner-up of S6 also successfully won the championship in their respective regions and advanced to MSI. Naturally, there is no need to say anything about their strength.

But G2's official Twitter seems to be very dissatisfied with the remarks made by Lin Ran and Faker.

They set to work that night.

G2 mid laner Perkz took the lead in tearing up the uniforms of YM and SKT and throwing them into the trash can, replicating their previous attitude of despising the European heroes, and then speaking publicly.

"Tomorrow we will let the clowns in the Asian division understand who is the real king."

They also translated this sentence into Chinese and Korean and posted it on Twitter to cause trouble.

The schedule for the first day of the group stage has already been announced. Each of the 6 teams will play two games a day, and the group stage will be completed in 5 days.

On the first day, G2 will face SKT and YM from the two major regions.

The gunpowder barrel was instantly ignited.

YM and SKT dislike each other, and no one agrees with the other, but when will it be the turn of G2, a team that dominates the European civil war and cannot make it to the knockout round in foreign wars, whether it is MSI or S, to start provoking?

In the hearts of the two teams, G2 is not as good as EDG. Although they claim to be the top eight every year, there are BO5s to play every time in the World Championships. Isn't it better than G2, the stinky fish and rotten shrimp?

Not to be outdone, the operators of the two teams began to fight back.

SKT's official Twitter replied with a picture, which symbolizes G2's cartoon character holding the white flag of G2-8, and the four teams of SKT, RNG, CLG and Flash Wolves above their heads are pressing on G2 like a mountain peak.

The four teams are the teams that qualified in the 2016 MSI group stage, and they are the ones who bestowed the name of G2-8.

YM's official Twitter responded with a message.

"? It looks like you are suffering from paranoia, but it doesn't matter. We will cure your illness tomorrow. I hope G2 can survive 25 minutes."

In the end, I posted a picture of clasping my hands 'I hope everyone is okay'.

【Fight up, fight up! 】