For Lin Feng, although he had also lost the chance to win the World Championship, it was in Season S1 at that time. The number of League players in China was far less than it was now. So, after he lost, he didn't feel too much pressure from the public. He only felt guilty and blamed himself.
However, ever since he started living with Su Xue, Lin Feng had a deep understanding of the power of trolls on the internet. Su Xue's work as a streamer made him understand the power of trolls online.
Therefore, he could also somewhat grasp the dangerous direction of public opinion that was gradually beginning to ferment at the moment.
It was just as Li Shiyi had said.
The current state of public opinion online …
Wasn't good.
And it was heading in an even more dangerous direction.
Of course, a large number of LPL players and fans could still understand and support God- Hand of God. After all, no matter who won or lost, in this year's World Finals, including Team God, the three LPL teams on the national server had played very well.
Even if they lost, it wouldn't be shameful.
Otherwise, when they left the hotel lobby this morning, there wouldn't have been so many British students spontaneously organizing banners and shouting slogans to support and encourage the members of Team God.
It was a very heartwarming and comforting scene.
But …
There were good and bad sides to everything. If there were fans who truly supported and understood you, there would also be players who were extremely violent and vicious.
There are some people who can't be reasoned with.
They only believed in one thing: E-Sports didn't look at the process, only the results. If you lost, you lost. You lost, you lost. You lost the face of the LPL. You disappointed the fans and players like us. You deserved to be scolded.
This is an indisputable fact. If you make a mistake, you'll be punished. Any LPL player knows this.
Therefore, it couldn't be said that these radical fans of "Love Deeply, Love Deeply" were wrong.
But the problem is …
Apart from the Players who only expressed themselves aggressively and irascibly, there was another group of people who controlled public opinion behind the scenes and added fuel to the fire.
They were commonly known as "haters" or "haters", or "Internet Water Army".
These people don't understand the hard work and dedication of the pro players, nor are they reprimanding them out of love.
It was pure malice.
They did not even care about winning or losing. They also did not care if they should support the teams in their own division as fans of the LPL division. In other words, they were not fans of any team at all.
They were just waiting for an opportunity to stir up trouble.
They were like ugly hyenas with stinky saliva hanging from the corners of their mouths, patiently and greedily looking for targets to attack.
As long as the target revealed a weak point, they would charge forward as soon as they had the chance, wanting to tear the prey to shreds until not even the bones were left.
The more unbearable and disgusting the speech was, the easier it was for them to create articles under their keyboards. The more painful it was, the more excited they were.
They had contributed nothing to the eSports scene.
They were even the most detestable destroyers and parasites.
What was even uglier was that behind such a group, there might be some dirty interests that were not known to the public. The creation of public opinion and the guidance of public opinion were all carefully organized and planned by professionals.
"It was like that last year."
Li Shiyi frowned and said in a low voice,
"This year … it's getting worse."
Lin Feng nodded slowly.
He naturally did not forget the scene of last year's finals. At that time, the three participating teams of the LPL had been defeated and eliminated one after another. There was also a lot of criticism on the internet. But compared to what he saw on his phone, this year's public opinion was even worse than last year's.
There was no other reason.
It was because … this year, the local server had higher hopes and expectations for this batch of LPL teams than in previous years.
And as the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
God- Hand of God had suffered a heavy defeat in the finals. When the huge expectations fell from the sky, the moment the hope was shattered and shattered, it just happened to create the most ideal and perfect soil for those dirty hyenas to act.
Malice was growing on this soil even more unscrupulously than in previous years.
Even wreaking havoc.
Li Shiyi sighed. "When Quick Water and KG were eliminated, there were no bad signs of public opinion on the internet. Suddenly … the momentum is rising too fast."
Lin Feng smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes. He calmly analyzed the situation.
"Because at that time, there was no real conclusion.
"At that time, God had not lost. There was still hope for the LPL.
These people … are very smart. They won't just stand up and wait to be slapped in the face. They will definitely wait until the final result is set before they feel at ease to stir up trouble and spout nonsense. "
Li Shiyi came to a realization and was immediately speechless.
Because as Lin Feng said, today's LPL team had been completely wiped out and they had once again lost the championship. This was a reality that could not be changed. Under such circumstances, no matter how savage the haters and haters were, it was difficult for them to fight back.
In eSports, being bad was the original sin.
Ten thousand excuses could not compare to the iron-clad truth placed in front of them. It was enough to make any explanation pale and powerless.
Of course, even now, most of the normal players in the LPL region would not spread all kinds of malicious words online. But to pollute a glass of water, it often only took a few drops of ink.
"Ah Xing and the others … I wonder if they can hold on."
Li Shiyi looked at the backs of the God players in the front row, a little worried.
Perhaps veteran players like Morning Star and Wildsnow Nightsong had enough mental fortitude, but the other members of the God club might not be able to do so.
The same could not be said for the players of Quick Water and KG.
Lin Feng shook his head and returned the phone to his teammate.
"We have no choice."
"Let's rest first. When we get back … we'll see how things go."
…
Twelve hours later.
London was entering the depths of the night, but the first rays of the morning sun had already arrived at Pudong International Airport.
Sitting in economy class on the plane, it wasn't comfortable to rest. Unable to adjust to the time difference, the members of the God Club team walked down the covered bridge with Lin Feng and the others. When they passed through customs, their mental states were a bit sluggish.
Waiting in line for customs, Li Shiyi took out his phone again and looked down at it.
Lin Feng looked at him with a questioning gaze.
Li Shiyi shook his head solemnly.
"Even more."
Ceng Rui, who had not been assigned to the same row as Lin Feng and the others on the plane, also approached at this time. Holding his phone, his expression was equally solemn.
"Look at this —"
Lin Feng took the phone and looked at the screen.
This was a media article that had already been clicked on. The first line of big words that entered the eyes was shocking:
"The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. LPL's number one seed? Or LPL's number one sinner? "
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