With such strength, what was the point of doing a live broadcast? Wouldn't it be better to go play professionally and win glory for the country?
This was a very popular saying on the Internet, and it carried a sense of mockery.
After all, in the hearts of the vast majority of local players, professional players were existences far above them. It was the goal that most of them yearned to become.
The same thought also existed in the minds of Wu Tian, Zhou Yang, Zhu Ming, and the other boys at the supper stall.
They really felt puzzled and pitiful for Mu Qiu.
Logically speaking, if this "coach" in front of them had some other big business to manage in real life, then it would be fine. But he was just an internet cafe manager … At most, he would be a young master or a boss, and that was all there was to it.
How could he be compared to a professional player?
Especially from their point of view, with Mu Qiu's skill level, even if he were to enter the professional eSports circle, he would definitely not be a nameless, ordinary professional player. He might even have the chance to rush into the LPL and shine in the world's top competitions.
Thinking of this, they naturally felt even more regretful.
Regarding this, Mu Qiu's attitude was still indifferent and casual.
"It's nothing.
I think it's good to live a peaceful life in a small place like Xia City. "
"Playing professionally … Other people might find it exciting, but it's not that interesting for me."
His tone was flat and without much fluctuation.
Wu Tian, Zhu Ming, and the others couldn't help but want to say more, but Sun Zheng, who had good eyesight, pulled a few of his companions and stopped them with a look.
Zhou Yang was still a little unwilling to give up. He asked Mu Qiu about joining the team and participating in the regional qualifiers. Mu Qiu still only smiled and didn't answer. Instead, he picked up a can of beer and took another sip.
His attitude was self-evident.
Feeling that the atmosphere at the table was a little cold, Xia Ziyou quickly changed the topic and talked about other news and gossip he had seen on the Internet with a smile. Wu Tian and the others were not stupid, so they also joined in and laughed, which made the atmosphere warm and relaxed again.
They were all young people. With a large plate of skewers and a few glasses of wine in their stomachs, they were a little tipsy. Thus, they spoke more easily and without any scruples.
Wu Tian, Zhou Yang, and Zhu Ming stopped talking about those disappointing topics and started praising Mu Qiu without restraint. They praised the "coach" who had just amazed them in the afternoon to the heavens. It was as if they couldn't find a second support who was stronger than him in the professional esports circle.
"If you ask me!"
Zhu Ming raised his head and gulped down a glass of beer. He slammed the disposable plastic cup on the table, burped, and sighed loudly.
"Brother Mu is really the best assistant!"
"If others say that I don't deserve to play with Japanese girls, I'll definitely be the first to scold them. But since Brother Mu said so, I'm convinced! I'm completely convinced! "
Wu Tian cast him a scornful look.
"It's too late. Weren't you unconvinced when Brother Mu criticized you just now?"
Zhu Ming chuckled, not embarrassed at all. "Well, I was blind at first … After seeing Brother Mu's operation, I was immediately convinced!"
As he said this, he seemed to recall Mu Qiu's support in the afternoon. His eyes couldn't help but sparkle again.
"It's true."
"Brother Mu, give me a hint. With your level, you're definitely the king of e-sports. But what if you compare with professional support players? Can you compete with LSPL … Oh no, can you compete with the gods of LPL? "
This time, Xia Ziyou was quite impolite. He took a bamboo stick that he had finished eating and knocked on Zhu Ming's head.
"What are you talking about?"
"With Mu Qiu's strength, does he still need to compete with our domestic professional players?"
"Zhu Ming, that's all your eyesight is —"
As soon as this remark came out, Wu Tian and Zhou Yang couldn't help but gasp. They widened their eyes and looked at Mu Qiu again.
"Could it be that Brother Mu … is actually Autum?
At the level of a god!? "
Even Sun Zheng subconsciously sobered up a little. He sat up straight and his eyes fell on Mu Qiu.
He could feel that ordinary professional support players might not have Mu Qiu's strength, but he was not sure how high the former's upper limit was. If Miss Xia, who knew Mu Qiu the best among them, was so confident, then could it be …
Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Mu Qiu put a skewer stick that he had just finished eating on the table and then smiled casually.
"Don't listen to Xiaoyou's nonsense, I'm not that good.
"I can only play in random games. Compared to professional players, I'm still a little less interesting.
"As for the god of support —"
At this point, he paused for a moment and finished as if he was light and breezy.
"Of course, it's even more incomparable."
Everyone at the table couldn't help but look at each other. Then, they all nodded subconsciously with a look of understanding. Since the person involved had said so, it should be so.
Indeed.
Their coach was indeed amazing, but it was still too exaggerated to say that he was comparable to the god of support who was ranked second in the Yonkō (Four Emperors) …
…
After three rounds of drinking.
The skewers on the plates were finished, but everyone was still in high spirits.
When the topic shifted to Sun Zheng, Wu Tian, who was sitting beside Sun Zheng, couldn't help but praise him with a beaming smile. Zhou Yang and Zhu Ming also seemed to be proud of Sun Zheng.
Mu Qiu listened with a smile and nodded. He looked at Sun Zheng.
"My idol is … Circle God, right?"
It seemed that when he mentioned the term "Circle God," his tone became slightly strange.
After all, he had never addressed that guy so respectfully before.
Sun Zheng nodded solemnly without hiding it.
"Yes."
"My biggest dream is to reach the level of Circle God one day. Even if I'm only at the level of 60 or 70% of Circle God, I'll be satisfied."
As he spoke, the president of the university's eSports Association tilted his head back and downed a large mug of beer. His face became slightly flushed.
"Really, I'm not bragging —"
"I've watched almost all of the recordings of Circle God's matches!"
"I've even collected the ancient matches of Season S3 and S2."
"The only pity is that there's too little information about Season S1. I can't see the glory of Circle God's early professional career —"
At this point, Sun Zheng's face showed some regret.
The people around him were slightly surprised. Xia Ziyou could not help but be surprised and curious.
"Season S1?"
"Circle God became a professional player at such a young age?"
"But didn't King Team only appear in Season S2?"
Sun Zheng shook his head.
"You don't know much. I've done some research. King Team was indeed founded in Season S2. But before Circle God joined King Team, he was already a professional player in Season S1."
Wu Tian, Zhou Yang, and Zhu Ming were interested.
"Really?"
"This is the first time I've heard of this … Which team was Circle God in back then? If we haven't heard of it, then the team's results shouldn't be that good. "
Sun Zheng, who was asked this question, paused for a moment. He frowned as if he was thinking.
"Let me think."
"I've seen it in an ancient post on the forum."
"Circle God's team, I think it was called …"
Xia Ziyou's eyes widened in curiosity. "Fight? Fight for what? "
"Fight for victory."
A voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone at the table could not help but look in the direction of the voice.
They saw Mu Qiu gently place an empty beer can on the table. His expression remained calm.
"Fight for victory."
"Fight for victory."
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