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No one expected that KW was upset.

On the second day after WG won its first victory, KW suffered a disastrous defeat against QL.

For two consecutive years, KW, which everyone had high hopes for, lost to QL again.

And it was a humiliating defeat.

Five days later, KW lost to STS, ending his trip to the S8 World Championship.

Countless bpl fans were extremely disappointed by this.

"Is this the No. [-] seed of bpl? Not only does it look like that, but its real strength is pure cjb."

Public opinion on the Internet began to be one-sided.

Misfortunes never come singly, bpl's third seed CY was also eliminated in the group stage.

This means that the only remaining seedling in the bpl competition area and the China competition area is WG.

All the burdens are on WG, but because of the drama of WG, except for a small group of WG fans, no one thinks that WG will go to the end, at most it will support the top four.

He Qingyang watched wave after wave of bpl fans put away their team flags and walked out of the field of competition with distaste.

"Is there no one to stay for us?" He Qingyang said suddenly, "We haven't lost yet."

Hao Ren patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "It's good if the audience leaves, so we won't be under so much pressure..."

Hao Ren was very optimistic: "Anyway, we win blood and earn money, and we lose nothing."

No one regards WG as the hope of bpl. From their point of view, there is only one WG left in the top sixteen.

But WG is very resilient. They broke through five levels and defeated six generals all the way, and finally they really made it to the stage of the finals, and launched a charge against that champion!

"I was wrong, WG Daddy, Big Daddy!!!"

"It's all up to you to win the championship! I admit that I was blind to Taishan before."

There are many, many more such remarks.There were more and more frustrated bpl viewers on the arena. Everyone felt that WG was going through the roof all the way, and the BO5 was won 3-0, and it would create a legend of its own era.

All the players including WG feel the same way.

"The day after tomorrow is the finals, we are going to play STS, this is a hard battle! Come on, boys, I treat you to a meal."

Manager Liu called a group of people who were training in the training room, and planned to invite them to have a supper.

It is already the beginning of November, and the night temperature in Los Angeles is still low in winter. He Qingyang supervised Jiang Sizhen wearing a fluffy coat, but he was only wearing a knitted sweater.

"Why are you dressed so lightly?" Jiang Sizhen frowned and looked at He Qingyang, wanting to take off his coat and give it to him.

He Qingyang doesn't want it: "Brother is doing skewers! You don't fear the cold when you eat barbecue!"

Excitedly, he rolled up his sleeves, and grilled the skewered meat on the charcoal rack.

Everyone was chatting and laughing together, Jiang Sizhen looked at the fine beads of sweat on He Qingyang's forehead due to excitement, and was convinced that he was really not cold.

"I've never felt that the champion is so close to me." He Qingyang blushed, he took a sip of the pineapple beer, and said, "Really."

He spread his finger and raised it to his eyes: "I used to feel that winning the championship was so far away from me, but now I feel it is close in front of me and within reach..."

"It seems that if I stretch out my hand enough, we will win the championship." He Qingyang sighed a little, his eyes began to turn sour, and he felt like crying.

The training intensity of this summer game exceeded everyone's imagination. His cervical spine and lower back had some minor problems due to sitting for a long time.

He is obviously a twenty-year-old man, but like a five or sixty-year-old man, he suffers from minor injuries all over his body.

"You're fine," Hao Ren pried open a pineapple beer and sneered, "We know you're marrying under the banner of winning the championship. Once you have the championship, you also have a lover. If you have a good career and love, you are the only one in life." Big winner!"

"As for those of us who are lonely, we don't even have time to fall in love..."

This sentence was the truth, and it exhausted countless sour thoughts in Hao Ren's heart.

"By the way," He Qingyang looked left and right, "Where's Jiang Sizhen? Where did he go?"

Hao Ren replied, "Tch—you have to take care of others when they go to the bathroom, tsk tsk tsk."

"He," Manager Liu suddenly remembered something, and said, "Laifu just told me that his father is here, and he's going out for a while."

Jiang Sizhen's father is here? !

He Qingyang, whose mind was in a foggy state, woke up instantly.

Why did Jiang Sizhen's father come?What is he here for? !

The alarm in He Qingyang's heart sounded vigilantly immediately.Taking advantage of the opportunity, he picked up the coat that Jiang Sizhen had taken off, and said in a hurry: "I'll go and give him some clothes, you guys eat first."

After speaking, he ran away without a trace.

Only a few people were left looking at each other.

"Is Yang Zi afraid that Jiang Sizhen will be punished by his father? Why is he so nervous?" An Ping asked puzzled.

Several other people couldn't answer this question, and the scene fell silent for a while.

As soon as He Qingyang went out, he saw two people standing in the dark facing each other. One of them was shorter and fatter, holding a heavy beer bottle in his hand, and was yelling something loudly to the other side.

He Qingyang's heart tightened, and he quickly ran towards those two people.During the confrontation between Jiang Sizhen and his father, He Qingyang was always afraid that his father would do something crazy.

"I raised you so big, how did you repay me?! If I hadn't seen you on TV, I wouldn't know how capable you are now."

"You are already on the news network, and you are the champion and runner-up, so I don't have money to pay your debts?!"

"You white-eyed wolf, you have grown up for nothing!" Facing Jiang's father's spittle, Jiang Sizhen's attitude was always tough.

The last time he borrowed He Qingyang's money to help Jiang's father repay the usury, he had done his best. This time, Jiang's father should not think about using him as an ATM again.

"You—" Jiang's father was also a little angry when he saw that he couldn't be persuaded for a long time. He had already drank alcohol, so he looked even more ferocious.

He Qingyang has sharp eyes, and he was the kind of bad student who used to fight in high school.With just one movement, He Qingyang could see what Jiang's father wanted to do.

"Be careful—!" he shouted hastily.

Jiang Sizhen looked at him in surprise: "Why did you come--".

Before he finished speaking, he froze.

He stared blankly at He Qingyang in front of him.

The beer bottle hit He Qingyang's arm, rolled to the ground with a gurgle, the glass shards splashed all over the floor, the orange-yellow beer with foam exploded, and the air was filled with the slightly bitter taste of beer.

He Qingyang was in pain, he squatted down covering his arms, his brows were wrinkled into a ferocious expression.

Just now, just now, his father wanted to hit him on the head with a beer bottle because he didn't give him money.And He Qingyang blocked it for him.

"No, are you okay?" Jiang Sizhen knelt down and touched He Qingyang's arm tremblingly.

"It's okay, what will happen to me?" He Qingyang tried to force a smile, but it was obviously not very successful. He tried his best to cover the injured arm, not wanting Jiang Sizhen to see it.

Jiang Sizhen realized that something was wrong, something that he had neglected slowly enlarged in his mind.

By the way, screwdriver!

The beer cap in Jiang's father's hand was lifted in half by him, and a sharp screwdriver was hanging on it.

Jiang Sizhen's mind went blank, his fingertips were trembling, and he felt a little wet water in the palm of He Qingyang's hand covering the wound.

He spread his fingers, and the bright red almost made his eyes black.

"Call the doctor!"

Jiang Sizhen finally couldn't help but collapsed. He picked up his own coat that had been left aside, trying to block He Qingyang's bleeding wound in a random way.

He Qingyang let go of the hand covering his arm, his face is now pale, his lips are pale, a large opening was cut on his right arm by a sharp screwdriver, blood-red flesh rolled up, and blood gushed out.

His aching teeth were chattering: "Clothes, clothes, keep them for yourself...Little...Be careful of catching a cold..."

Jiang Sizhen burst into tears in an instant: "When is it, you still think about this!"

"Promise me one thing?" He Qingyang held Jiang Sizhen's hand with his other intact arm, with an almost begging attitude.

"Promise me," he said forcefully, "don't miss the finals the day after tomorrow because of me."

He Qingyang smiled, his dark eyes were somewhat perplexed, but more tender: "I don't want you to lose this chance to win the championship because of me."

"That would make me very sad."

Jiang Sizhen didn't answer, he just called 120 silently and informed the opposite party of the specific location.

Father Jiang ran away in fear when he saw that he was bleeding from the beating. Now Jiang Sizhen could clearly hear He Qingyang's small inhalation.

He Qingyang was in pain.Jiang Si really knew.

But in order to make Jiang Si really not feel guilty, he pretended not to be in pain.

He, Jiang Sizhen, has no virtue and ability to let someone treat him so well.

Jiang Sizhen's throat was choked, and his tone was vague: "Do you know? My tattoo is a combination of English cursive characters."

"The full name is love+yang."

"That's it..." He Qingyang's voice echoed in this small space in a low voice, with some lingering whispers between lovers, "The meaning is quite good."

He Qingyang's situation is not optimistic. Everyone in WG sat on the bench in the hospital with a gloomy face. It was approaching the finals. When something like this happened to a teammate, it was like a bolt from the blue.

Even if they had He Qingyang's substitute Xiao Xi on the field, the tacit understanding was definitely not as good as He Qingyang who had played many official games together.

What's more, such a serious hand injury has a really great impact on e-sports.The doctor said that the arm will recover after the suturing operation, which has no effect on daily life, but it may not necessarily have no effect on the microcao of e-sports.

Jiang Sizhen didn't close his eyes all night, and his hair was sticky greasy on his forehead. He was thinking, what would have happened if he hadn't been with He Qingyang, if He Qingyang hadn't come to look for him?

He Qingyang cherishes his hands so much, he just talked about his desire for the championship last night, and he was forced to leave the competition stage in a blink of an eye, and may even retire directly due to injury.

Jiang Sizhen closed his eyes in pain, his mind was full of the hideous wound on He Qingyang's arm.

He still couldn't forgive himself.

"The patient asked Jiang Sizhen to go in. Who is Jiang Sizhen, come with me."

Jiang Sizhen followed the nurse in in a daze, He Qingyang's face was still pale, and he smiled gently at him in a blue and white hospital gown.

"Coming?" His voice was very soft and regretful, "I wanted to give it to you with my own hands, but now one of them can't be moved."

"Open the box on the table and have a look. I bought it. Why, you have a good eye?"

It was a pair of men's rings, a simple silver ring style, with their game IDs marked in cursive letters on the inside.

He Qingyang took the ring with "Yang" written on it with his uninjured hand, and motioned Jiang Sizhen to stretch out his hand, and put it on his left ring finger bit by bit.

"That's fine, let's cheer together with my share in the finals."

He Qingyang was still laughing: "I'll give it to you after we win the championship, I'm afraid it will be too late."

He grabbed Jiang Sizhen's ring-wearing hand and kissed it lightly: "I believe in you, world champion Jiang Sizhen."

Take my blessings to you, take my unfinished regrets, and win the championship.

The place where Jiang Sizhen was kissed was burning hot. He looked into He Qingyang's eyes. There were many emotions in He Qingyang's eyes, except that there was no blame.

He also picked up the remaining ring with "Naive" embedded in it, and slowly pushed it onto He Qingyang's left ring finger.

"I believe in us too, everything will be fine."

We all have a bright future.

[The author has something to say: There will be an episode of winning the championship, and the main text will probably end like this.end flower]

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