Back then, the domestic professional esports league system was far from being as mature and complete as it was today.
Even the current LPL league was created after S2 and S3 by the Chinese government and the World Television Association. As early as S1, strictly speaking, the domestic server couldn't be considered an official esports region recognized by the World Television Association. The so-called professional teams in the country were just a bunch of grassroots teams.
At that time, there wasn't a complete set of competition rules for teams.
When the teams were established, other than the distant goal of the world finals, there was no other clear goal.
Relying on their passion for esports, they thought of all kinds of ways to find a competition to play in.
Yes.
It was that simple and direct.
If there was a competition, I would go and fight. I wasn't picky and I would fight all that I could. After all, there weren't many professional team bosses who could pay me a proper salary. Everyone had to rely on their own strength to survive … Or they would rely on the competition to earn a meager amount of prize money to survive.
At that time, if they were extremely hungry, the members of each team would go around like hungry wolves with empty stomachs and green eyes, searching for any small and inconspicuous competition. If they won, they would earn a hundred and eighty yuan and they could go to a restaurant to have a quick meal.
And the "Dragon-Tiger Cup" that Lin Feng just mentioned was a very typical product of that kind of environment.
The Dragon-Tiger Cup.
It sounded very high-end and grand.
But it definitely wasn't the City Hero Competition that people were more familiar with. It also had nothing to do with the "Dragon-Tiger Cup" that a few Korean esports companies had invested in.
It was just a small competition organized by three to five Internet cafes in Hangzhou.
The reason why it was called this was because the internet cafe that sponsored the most was called Longhu Esports Internet Cafe Clubhouse.
With such a clear explanation, everyone immediately knew how dismal the weight of this competition was, and how unpresentable it was.
But for Lin Feng's group, as well as the other teams that participated in this competition, it was simply their savior.
There was no other reason.
It was because the prize money for this city's Dragon-Tiger Cup was generous enough.
First place, a whole 800 yuan!
In addition, every member of the team was given a set of esports mouse that had been replaced in the internet cafe. Although its true value was probably so low that it made people speechless.
But at least, it was enough for Lin Feng and the others.
Eight hundred yuan.
Everyone would get 160 yuan!
This little bit of saving was enough to support their food expenses for at least ten days to half a month. Moreover, they were short of money for the transportation expenses to other cities for competitions. With this 800 yuan in hand, many problems could be solved immediately.
Hence, when they learned about the Dragon Tiger Cup, the eyes of the five members of Lin Feng's team lit up with greed.
There was no need for verbal communication. They reached a tacit understanding in an instant.
They were going to take the money for sure.
No one should even think about snatching first place!
Apart from the generous prize money that was rarely seen, the Dragon Tiger Cup also displayed the generosity and generosity of the tournament's sponsors in other aspects. That was because it was one of the few offline tournaments where two professional game commentators and referees were specially invited to the venue to be the commentators and referees.
Coincidentally …
One of the two commentators invited for the Longhu Cup was Old Mi, who was now the most senior official commentator in the LPL.
Oh.
Back then, he should have been called Mi Mi.
…
"Mi Mi?"
Mo Sheng and Fei Yan, the two female commentators, widened their eyes in shock when they heard Old Mi's words.
"Brother Mi, you didn't use this name back then …"
Old Mi seemed to be reminded of something. He subconsciously sighed from the bottom of his heart.
"Yes."
"But it's only you and most of my peers in the industry who don't know about it."
"But ever since I entered the industry as a commentator, I've always used the name 'Mi Mi'. I was young back then, but after so many years, I've become more and more senior in the industry. They used to call me 'Mi Mi' or 'Ah Mi', but later on, they started calling me 'Brother Mi' or 'Old Mi'. Those who still remember me using the name 'Mi Mi' have probably left the industry by now …"
Speaking of this, Old Mi looked like he was reminiscing the past. He touched his slightly plump belly.
Time and tide wait for no man.
The handsome young man who was full of dreams and high-spirited had not grown into the mature and handsome middle-aged man he had hoped for. Instead, he was about to become a greasy middle-aged fatty …
Compared to Old Mi's sorrow, Ceng Rui could not help but feel shocked by Old Mi.
"It happened so long ago, and you still remember him?"
The Lin Feng that his friends and companions were familiar with was basically a careless person who was always forgetful and careless. Even remembering to bring his keys when he left home was as difficult as ascending to the heavens. But a commentator they had seen five or six years ago at a small tournament could actually remember it so clearly.
Did this guy suddenly become enlightened?
When he heard Ceng Rui's words, Old Mi scratched his head and looked a little embarrassed.
"Oh, if it were someone else, they might not remember him …"
"But I remember Mi."
"At that time, before the second round of the Dragon Tiger Cup, everyone took a break to eat. Eleven and I didn't have money to buy instant noodles, so Mi Mi generously treated us to fried rice from a roadside stall. The rice was very fragrant."
He purposely emphasized the last sentence and smacked his lips. It was as if he was still reminiscing about it after so many years.
At this moment, Li Shiyi seemed to have woken up from a dream.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"There really was such a thing back then."
"I ordered five plates of fried rice from a stall in front of the internet cafe near the tournament venue!"
As he spoke, he turned to look at Old Mi. He could not help but look excited and surprised. "So it's you, Brother Mi! I thought you looked familiar when I was watching the LPL live broadcast, but I really didn't remember that you were the commentator for that tournament! "
Mo Sheng and Fei Yan also looked at their senior commentator partner. They had a whole new level of respect for him.
"Brother Mi, I couldn't tell!"
"You were actually so generous back then. You're very kind!"
Old Mi laughed and waved his hand. "Sigh, it's all in the past. But I still remember that meal back then. Actually, it was the first time I saw you guys in a tournament, and I was shocked by your performance. That's why I wanted to take the initiative to treat you guys to a meal. It can be considered as making friends and getting to know each other. It's also because of my selfishness …"
As he spoke, it was only at this moment that the well-deserved senior brother of the LPL commentator circle seemed to have suddenly realized a problem. He revealed a slightly stunned expression.
"Wait …"
The next moment, his gaze fell on Lin Feng. He was a little surprised and doubtful.
"But this … Student Lin Feng, right?"
"How did you know about these things back then?"
Huh?
Lin Feng blinked, he didn't know how to react.
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