Eurostar wasn’t like Moonlit and Asleep. He hadn’t been popular as soon as he made his debut.

At the start of that year, he’d basically been scolded to death directly when he went to the top lane. It was thanks to his toughness that he didn’t collapse from the scolding. Instead, he’d gone to find Bai Cai in order to seek a breakthrough.

Brother Cai wouldn’t refuse anyone who came; it was fine as long as they gave money. He’d originally thought that this crybaby Eurostar would back down after only two games, but unexpectedly, he’d continued on for 100 games.

Seeing as his win rate was as low as 5%, Wei Xiao couldn’t bear it anymore and gave this duped star some advice, “Do you have to play in the top lane?”

Eurostar was stunned.

Wei Xiao: “Glory isn’t only limited to the top lane. Or is it that you only like warriors?”

Eurostar paused, then said, “The team only has a top-lane position.”

Wei Xiao: “That’s not how it works, right? Forcing yourself to play on a lane you’re not good at, isn’t that even more disappointing for the person who signed you to the team?”

In e-sports, being crappy was the original sin, and the rest was nonsense.

The team only has a top-laner position, so you insist on playing in the top-laner position you’re not good at?

Eurostar was obviously not like a certain all-rounder king.

Him acting like this wasn’t only making a joke out of himself, he was also making a joke out of the whole team.

Admittedly, newcomers who had just joined the professional circle would all make compromises and force themselves to do more, but results were the fundamental requirement for everything.

If he couldn’t achieve results, then he would just drag everyone down.

If he didn’t stand up bravely and give it a try, how would he know that it wasn’t possible?

After going into seclusion for two days, Eurostar went to find Wei Xiao again. “Can you accompany me to practice marksman?”

Bai Cai answered, “Just pay money.”

He was afraid that Wei Xiao might get too excited and not even ask for money.

Wei Xiao: “Anything’s fine.” Everything was good as long as he could play!

After another 100 games, Eurostar’s win rate rose to 40% from 5%. He was almost even with Wei Xiao.

Of course, if Wei Xiao used the thief, Eurostar’s win rate would instantly drop back down to 20%.

But this level of progress was already impressive enough.

Eurostar summoned up his courage and went to apply for a change in positions with his club.

He’d originally thought that he’d be rejected, but the club was stunned for a short moment before saying, “What a coincidence, Lu Shou also wants to switch lanes…”

Lu Shou was TPT ADC at the time, and his play style had always been steady. It wasn’t good, but it didn’t drag anyone down.

Eurostar hadn’t expected that he wouldn’t want to play ADC anymore.

The coaching staff called the two of them over directly and asked them about it in detail.

Eurostar and Lu Shou both looked at each other, “You actually want to play top-lane (ADC)!”

At this moment, both of them grimaced and cried.

cried – reference to their team name TPT

If they’d known earlier, they wouldn’t have been forced into these positions.

It was also from this moment that the revolutionary friendship between the TPT’s top-laner and bottom lane was established. Even though they were the furthest away from each other in the canyon, they were filled with energy as long as they looked at each other!

––They had to live up to the position that they’d been given!

Of course, these things certainly couldn’t be said in the live broadcast room, but Wei Xiao and Bai Cai both reminisced about it on their own for a while.

Be brave and step up. There may be surprises waiting everywhere.

After chatting for a while, the first game began.

Moonlit was unable to get the immortal warlock, but he got an equally powerful assassin mage––the spirit mage.

Who knew if it was a leftover effect from his solo with Wei Xiao yesterday or if it was because it was the first game of the semi-finals, but Moonlit suppressed Fu Li back under the tower right at the start of the game.

The spirit mage was a talent that wasn’t very fierce at the start of the game. Especially when it still didn’t have its ultimate move, all of its damage was directed towards a single target, and even clearing out the lane soldiers was difficult.

But Moonlit didn’t even think of clearing his lane soldiers right from the start. He focused on Fu Li, and as soon as the demonic mage showed his head, he rushed over with his first and second skill combo, linking up his controls to beat him up and clearing out half his health. He only went back to slowly clear out his lane soldiers after Fu Li was forced to withdraw.

Wei Xiao: “The conventional way to play the spirit mage is to absolutely not cower at the start. If you can hit a player, then don’t hit the soldiers. Going under the other side’s tower to force a kill with your own life is still better than hiding beneath your own tower.”

Seeming to confirm his statement, Moonlit used another small combo as soon as the next wave of lane soldiers arrived and hammered Fu Li like crazy.

The demonic mage was squishy and had limited movement ability. He couldn’t stand this kind of damage and had to use his flash. Unexpectedly, Moonlit used flash followed by his first skill and charged beneath the tower to kill Fu Li!

RR took First Blood.

Although Moonlit died as well, he’d still earned first blood while ruthlessly suppressing Fu Li.

The scrolling comments cheered one after another, “Badass, Moonlit!”

“Today is the battle for the number one mid-laner in China!”

“At present, Moonlit is dominating!”

“Sure enough, a spearhead will conquer steadiness. Captain Fu’s very aggrieved.”

“Don’t panic. The grimacing crying team always cries first, then laughs at the end.”

The scrolling comments began to ask tricky questions again, “Grandmaster, who do you think is stronger, Moon God or God Li?”

Wei Xiao was very calm. “Little Moon’s immortal warlock is very strong, and Captain Fu’s ability to plan is invincible.”

Pulling him into a trap?

Impossible.

Brother Xiao was more than up to the task.

RR’s fierce start seemed to make the game very difficult for TPT.

After First Blood broke out in the mid lane, the two sides played stably for a period of time. It was mainly TPT avoiding fights as they strove to develop.

Wei Xiao’s commentary was very steady. He didn’t run his mouth and didn’t make any quips. He analyzed the situation seriously.

Until someone tried to make trouble again. This person even sent out three sets of 666 rockets just to ask Wei Xiao a question, “God Q, between RR and TPT, which team do you want to meet in the finals?

In other words, which team do you want to win? Which team were you afraid of? What are your thoughts when you watch the game?

In fact, everyone was curious about this, but they felt embarrassed asking.

Now that this person had spoken up and sent out so many gifts, Wei Xiao couldn’t act as though he hadn’t seen the question.

Brother Cai stared at this scrolling comment, glancing at Wei Xiao out of the corner of his eye.

Wei Xiao’s expression remained unchanged as he said evenly, “It doesn’t matter.”

The scrolling comments weren’t happy with an answer like this. They continued asking, “It doesn’t matter who wins?”

Wei Xiao was very zen. “Regardless of whether it’s RR or TPT, they’ve all been defeated by FTW before. It doesn’t matter who enters the finals, since the champion will be FTW.”

The scrolling comments: “!!!”

There was also a series of: “……………”

And: “Hahahahahahaha really worthy of being you.”

Wei Xiao asked them innocently, “Did I say something wrong?”

The one picking a fight: “……”

The haters: “……”

Those who wanted to watch as much excitement as possible “……”

The fans yelled, “Whatever you say is right! You’re so handsome, whatever you say is right!”

Wei Xiao’s shamelessness was also absolute. “Ho, I’m not that handsome, I’m a little worse than my captain.”

The fans were laughing so hard they were all rolling all over the live broadcast room!

Brother Cai was also impressed.

When it came to his public relations (irritating haters) ability, Wei Xiao was really gifted!

The first game ended. RR had scored one point.

RR’s fans screamed one after another, acting so excited that it was like they’d already won the semi-finals and made it to the finals.

The TPT fans didn’t start crying, either. As fans of the grimacing crying team, they’d already prepared their quick-acting heart-saving pills and were very zen.

There was no helping it…

TPT was famous for its slow warm up. It was normal for them to catch up in a reverse sweep after losing one game. Winning three in a row after losing two was also unsurprising.

So what if they lost one match? As long as they didn’t lose three in a row, they would still be able to hold on!

The BP for the second game began just as the door behind Wei Xiao opened.

The fans had sharp ears. Although they couldn’t see him, they’d already started getting excited. “Close is back?”

“Quickly let me see my husband, I miss him!”

“Husband, husband, I love you!”

This time, it was really Lu Feng. Lu Feng was holding two glasses of watermelon juice as he looked at Bai Cai.

Brother Cai immediately got up from his seat. The scrolling comments laughed at him. “My little wife has already become a little eunuch. What have you experienced, Brother Cai?!”

Bai Cai glanced at the scrolling comments out of the corner of his eye and complained in his heart, “I’ve gone through tons of dog food!”

Lu Feng gave Bai Cai one of the drinks.

Bai Cai didn’t dare to accept it and quickly said, “I don’t want it, I don’t want it.”

Lu Feng: “Take it.”

Bai Cai: “…… Okay.”

This scene was captured on camera, causing the fans to scream shrilly again, “The great demon king is doting on his little wife!”

“Yingyingying, I want to drink watermelon juice, too!”

“Brother Cai, let’s fight! I’m your 10086th love rival!”

Bai Cai didn’t dare to look at the scrolling comments anymore and just wanted to run away, but he was still half a step too slow.

Wei Xiao had also accepted the watermelon juice. He drank a sip of it. “It’s so sweet!”

Lu Feng: “Is it?”

Wei Xiao: “You try it.”

Lu Feng drank a sip from the juice in his hand. “Mm.”

Wei Xiao’s eyes curved. “Isn’t it sweet?”

Lu Feng: “Yes.”

The scrolling comments exploded!

“Holy shit! So is this the real reason why Brother Cai got a glass of watermelon juice?!”

“Two glasses of watermelon juice, one for Brother Cai so that Close could only drink from Quiet’s glass?”

“So sweet, I’ve been killed across the screen by this scene!”

“What’s going on between men and men now? Can’t they leave us with a way to live? Wow!”

Wei Xiao glanced at the camera and grinned as he made an introduction. “Hello everyone, this is my captain.”

The scrolling comments: “……….. To hell with your introduction, who doesn’t recognize Close?!”

Wei Xiao was very energetic. “He’ll now be my partner as we provide commentary on the game together.”

The scrolling comments were filled with ‘nonsense, nonsense, hurry up and let the great demon king speak’.

Then, they saw Lu Feng curve his lips in a smile. “Hello, everyone.”

The scrolling comments: “!!!”

Damn it.

They’d been able to see Close smile in this lifetime and could now die without any regrets!

After that, they learned more about what it meant to be the great demon king.

It was no wonder the game officials never invited Close to be a guest in the commentator booth. It was no wonder that the commentators all replied with a wry smile and shook their heads, saying that they didn’t want to partner with Close for commentary.

It wasn’t that he was like an iceberg or that he didn’t speak, and it wasn’t that he couldn’t pick up the thread of the conversation.

It was that he…

He was as prophetic as a god!