What is a wandering mid laner?

Many viewers commented on the YM official blog, and the number of comments exceeded [-] in just one hour. In the regular season, when the attention is not high, this number of comments is quite amazing.

However, most of the comments are encouraging, and there are few criticisms with personal attacks. Most of them are to let the players and coaching staff prepare for the summer game.

To be honest, a 35-game winning streak is terrifying for a top league team, and SKT at its peak was not able to play such a long dominance performance.

The fans are very contented and know that this kind of record will be broken sooner or later, and now the failure is a kind of relief for the players - so that they don't have to worry about losing the game and destroying the record every day.

However, the fans were appeasing, but the very small number of trolls were not idle.

Lin Ran logged into his Weibo account to post a copy of the fan event in response to the club's operation requirements, and found that the one who arrived earlier than the fans was actually Keyboard Man.

You must know that after winning the mid-season championship, he deliberately adjusted his personal settings to only receive private messages from followers.

If a troll wants to find him, he has to come to the Weibo comment area.

And Lin Ran usually doesn't like to post on Weibo, and his account is full of forwarded club activities and advertisers' copywriting.

Unexpectedly, there are actually people staying under his Weibo, waiting for Lin Ran to post a Weibo, and come to spray a few words.

He didn't know why the trolls were so idle, but Lin Ran didn't even have much time to fall in love, so he didn't have the time to study the psychology of these people.

Without fear, he always replied, "Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to comment, you arrived earlier than my fans, thank you for your hard work."

But if he can withstand it, it doesn't mean that everyone can withstand the firepower of the trolls.

In the wee hours of the morning two days after losing to JDG, fans discovered that Suantou Wangba's Weibo name had been changed from YMTian9 to TTTian9.

The team name prefix is ​​gone.

This time the rhythm really exploded.

Fans thought that Xiaotian was going to be dragged by the club to see the drinking fountains, and there were people in the post bar to help find a new YM jungler, and there were extreme Weifans looking for Xiaotian’s next home for the winter transfer in the personal super chat on Weibo...

All kinds of comments fermented in the middle of the night, and even rushed to the forefront of Weibo's hot searches.

If the club's night shift operator hadn't immediately notified the manager, Guo Hao, he wouldn't have discovered such a thing until he got up in the morning.

Because everyone was not in good condition, Guo Hao simply gave the club players a day off, and he was not at the base at this time.

Guo Hao hurriedly called Lin Ran.

Lin Ran, who was used to going to bed early and getting up early, had already fallen asleep at this time. He was in a bad temper when he was woken up by the ringtone, but he managed to control his irritable mood in time when he saw the caller ID.

"What's the matter?" He asked in a daze, huddled under the blanket, not wanting to move.

After all, there is nothing more comfortable than sleeping under the quilt with the air conditioner on in summer.

"Ask Xiaotian what's wrong first, I'll drive back to the base right away." Guo Hao tried to calm down his tone.

Lin Ran wondered, "What's wrong..."

Guo Hao explained the matter as briefly as possible, and then hung up the phone.

Lin Ran looked sideways at the bed next door.

Suantou huddled in the corner, wrapped in the quilt like a silkworm chrysalis, and could still vaguely see the faint light of the mobile phone.

Lin Ran turned over and got off the bed, sat down on the small sky bed, and patted his butt hard through the quilt.

"Hey, wake up." He said angrily.

The silkworm chrysalis turned over.

"Huh?" Xiaotian's voice was weak.

Lin Ran first picked up the remote control and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner.

Then he lifted Xiaotian's quilt.

Gao Tianliang, who is 169.5 in height, only weighs 80 jin, which is lighter than Su Cheng. Lin Ran easily picked up Xiaotian, and then grabbed the back of Suantou Baba's neck.

"Fuck your mother!" Xiaotian screamed like a pig, "The team bully hit someone!"

"Wusuowei, please call, to wake everyone up." Lin Ran didn't care.

Suantou bastard shut up decisively.

Lin Ran picked up Xiaotian's mobile phone, "What are you looking at? Why did you change your Weibo name?"

Xiao Meng hurried to grab it.

The screen of his phone hadn't turned off yet, so Lin Ran glanced at it and saw the interface of private messages on Weibo.

Lin Ran raised his phone high and looked up at the contents of the phone.

[Smelly dog ​​hasn't retired yet?Stay to cheat your teammates?Ball, get out of here]

He was silent.

Taking advantage of his inattention, Xiaotian stood on the bed and tiptoed to snatch the phone away.

"...Don't read the private message."

Suantou Wangba sat on the bed with his head down and said nothing, unconsciously moving his fingers, revealing private messages one by one, and the veins on his thin arms burst out.

Lin Ran figured out the reason—Xiaotian was scolded for breaking his defense, and then changed his Weibo name.

He sent the results of the investigation to Guo Hao in a private chat.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Lin Ran thought the manager had arrived, but when he went to open the door, he found a group of people outside.

All the team members came, disheveled in their pajamas.

"Axiba..." Jin Gong made a cadenced voice, "What are you doing again, son of a bitch?"

"I'm still playing solo queue, but I hung up the faker machine and came to accompany you," Jin Gong stepped forward and pinched Xiaotian's neck, "You have to make it up to me!"

Now Riot has very strict supervision on professional players. Most of the current hang-up behaviors will be fined 1 yuan, which is not a small amount.

"Stop talking nonsense here," the pale Xiaotian pouted, "Your father and I didn't let you come."

Jack flicked on the light, and the room brightened up again.

He rested his hands on Xiaotian's shoulders, pressed his big head on Suantouba's collarbone, and looked at Xiaotian's phone.

"No way, little bastard?" He pretended to be surprised, "A [-]% off troll can break your defense? Shall I show you the private messages in my phone?"

"Get lost!" Xiao Tian was very impatient, "Are you going to crush me to death?"

Lin Weixiang raised his eyebrows, "Gao Tianliang, what are you doing? Shao Shao and I faced much more violent online violence than you did."

After he and Liu Qingsong demoted the Greedy Sa team, the boss Dong Xiaosa also sent a long post, and the team members were also blasted badly.

"And there aren't many people trolling your private message at all," Jack discovered the blind spot, "Two female mothers in the ten comments asked you to eat more food, seven male mothers told you to train well and don't care about other things, and there was only one troll Comment……"

"You're selectively blind, and you're only looking for trolls to private message, right?"

Liu Qingsong rolled his eyes impatiently, looked at Xiaotian's mobile phone screen, and pulled it over to prevent Xiaotian from continuing to look at it.

"Here..." The prophet took a glass of warm water at this time, "If you can't sleep, take some melatonin, I still have it in my room."

While Xiaotian was drinking water, Bai Yueya and Guo Hao also rushed over.

"Xiaotian, are you okay to read private messages?" Guo Hao drove all the way over, and most of his anger subsided, he stepped forward to pat Xiaotian on the head.

"At that time, I said that watching this thing is useless, Yu Wenbofei pulled you to see... Do you have the ability to resist pressure?"

Jack was shocked, "I'm also responsible for this?"

"Who can not lose the game?" Lin Weixiang said from the side, "It's not a god."

Jin Gongle couldn't do it, "I'm crying in a group match, isn't my ability to withstand pressure too bad?"

"Go see a psychological counselor tomorrow morning?" Guo Hao suggested, "During this period of time, unload Weibo, Post Bar Hupu, etc., train well and don't read comments."

The YM club is not short of money now, so it is naturally equipped with psychological counselors, just because they are afraid that these children who have just stepped into the society to play jobs will have some psychological problems under the high-pressure environment.

However, usually no one uses YM. Lin Ran, Jin Gong, Jack, Lin Weixiang and Liu Qingsong are all great anti-stress masters, and only the prophets will run there when they have nothing to do.

As soon as this incident happened, it is estimated that a psychological counselor will come in handy.

"There is no need to worry about these public opinions," Lin Ran enlightened, "As long as you can win the game, no one will criticize you."

"Who said that?" Jack immediately retorted, "I surf every day, and many people will criticize you if they win, okay?"

Lin Ran hit him right away, "You talk a lot!"

The two were playing, and Xiao Tian sat on the bed holding the Miao Frog Seed doll to watch.

Lin Weixiang and Liu Qingsong sandwiched him like the left and right door gods, Jin Gong and the prophet sat behind him, and the four surrounded him.

Not knowing whether it was the warm bodies of his teammates around him or because of the high temperature of the air conditioner in the room, Xiaotian felt his face turn red, and even his heart felt warm.

He grinned.

From the looks of it, Guo Hao knew it was nothing serious, "Let's all go back..."

None of the team members were obedient, so Liu Qingsong ran to the bathroom to solve his personal problems, and saw Lin Ran's skin care products by the way.

"Brother Ran, these things..." Liu Qingsong seemed to have discovered the New World, and just as he was about to come out and ask for clarification, he heard Guo Hao's shout.

"You are not going to rest now, are you going to catch up on sleep during the day? Let me tell you, this is the only day off before the intercontinental competition!"

Hearing this sentence, everyone immediately dispersed.

Guo Hao watched Xiaotian take melatonin down with water, before he was about to leave with White Crescent.

"Let me change the Weibo name back." Suantou Wangba said softly.

"Okay, let me relieve the pressure of public relations," Guo Hao said half-jokingly, "otherwise you are torturing the manager if you lose the game."

White Crescent turned off the light before leaving, and the room was once again haunted by darkness.

The next morning, viewers who saw hot searches on Weibo and wanted to eat melons discovered that the prefix of Xiaoyan’s Weibo name was still YM.

The speed of Weibo review is rare.

At the same time, the YM official blog published an article against cyber violence, which was forwarded by the League of Legends official Weibo.

It was also rare for Lin Ran to edit a Weibo post.

[Don't switch junglers, don't spread rumors.

PS: I don't know how to do shadow clones, that private messager who told me to kick all four of my teammates, please take a rest, everyone ran away and you took me to the World Championship? 】

This Weibo made many fans feel at ease.

Suan Tou Ba, who uninstalled Weibo, went to the psychological counselor's room to stay all morning, and when he came back, he started to score in the rankings.

Su Cheng hurried over after the morning class.

"I'm sorry, Xiaotian, blame my messy tactics..." She apologized.

She just learned the ins and outs of Xiaotian's matter from Lin Ran this morning.

Su Cheng thinks that this matter is blamed on her, and she herself feels that if she doesn't mention this jungle economic suppression tactic, Xiaotian won't get lost in the early stage and have no rhythm, and she won't be scolded like this.

"Stop making trouble, Sister Su," Xiaotian smiled, "I know your tactic is highly feasible, but I didn't do it well myself."

"And I haven't apologized to you yet," he said again, "If I had played a little better, you wouldn't have been sprayed so badly."

???

"Is there anyone else spraying on Su Cheng?" Lin Ran who was sitting on the side turned his head and asked, he suspected that he heard it wrong.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, it's nothing." Su Cheng waved his hand.

"What's going on?" Lin Ran looked at Xiaotian.

Suantou Wangba also realized that he had said something wrong, so he immediately kept silent.

Lin Ran and his girlfriend looked at each other, Su Cheng knew that he couldn't hide it from him, so he could only explain: "Many people said that the level of coaches and analysts is not good, brother Hao should prepare to strengthen..."

She hurriedly said, "You know, there are always a few unfriendly comments in a bunch of comments..."

"Delete, delete, don't look at these things." Lin Ran frowned.

It's okay to have fun with the comments on these social platforms when you have nothing to do, but it's not a good thing to watch every day.

Su Cheng gave Xiaotian a sidelong glance, but Lin Ran couldn't hold back, obediently took out her phone.

Lin Ran used his thumb to unlock the fingerprint, trying to delete all those e-sports forums in Su Cheng's phone.

But Su Cheng has more props for surfing than he imagined.

Kangba, Guoba, Weibo, Hupu, and NGA are all played, and they can be called fancy surfing masters.