Blue Rain lost!
The next day, the Esports Weekly's playoffs edition had this as the main headline.
Happy won, but the news report focused on Blue Rain. Clearly, their home game loss was a more interesting topic.
There was always a winner and a loser in a competition. It wasn't surprising who won or lost. However, Blue Rain, who was in their away game, still won the team competition. They only lost to Happy because of a one-point difference in headcount. But in their home game, even the headcount wasn't counted.
They lost the group arena. They lost the team competition.
Especially in the team competition. Blue Rain was familiar with the map, but they didn't manage to gain much of an advantage.
Of course, Happy's playstyle was pretty close to the mark by now, but competition was a game where you had your own strategy and I had my own way of crossing the bridge. Eight immortals crossing the sea, each showing their own abilities.
But the feeling that this team competition gave was that as soon as Happy showed their abilities, Blue Rain was immediately outclassed. In their struggle, they gradually fell.
The atmosphere in the stadium on the day of the match was pretty good, but after the match, the criticism was overwhelming.
After the final result came out, everyone became Glory experts. Any slight flaw in the match would be taken as evidence that Blue Rain didn't play well, and would be loudly criticized.
As the loser, Blue Rain obviously had problems that they needed to solve, but this swarm of criticism was too much of a parroting of the crowd.
There was no need to worry about the accusations.
Every loser seemed to have to go through another round of deep discrediting, as if if they didn't do this, it wouldn't be enough to show off their identity as losers.
And this kind of condemnation had already begun in the post-match press conference. It wasn't like an interview, but a criticism. One by one, the reporters wrote down in their notebooks. They weren't going to ask Blue Rain questions, but rather, they were going to speak passionately about Blue Rain's loss.
Strategy, tactics, judgment, play, awareness … …
Team Blue Rain seemed to have been stripped naked, sitting on the stage and being stabbed by everyone.
Slash after slash, everyone was slashed.
Huang Shaotian had been unable to restrain himself for a long time. Several times, he tried to interrupt, but each time, he was stopped by a look from their captain, Yu Wenzhou. Yu Wenzhou was familiar with him both on and off the court. Whenever the reporters said something that would cause this guy to explode, Yu Wenzhou would always be able to accurately judge and stop them in advance.
Apart from his promise to Huang Shaotian, he just listened quietly with a faint smile on his face.
The chattering people in front of him all looked like they expected better from him. Yu Wenzhou knew many of them. Indeed, many of them had always thought highly of Blue Rain. They had written many words of praise for Blue Rain, and had fought many people for Blue Rain.
They liked Blue Rain, so they had high expectations for Blue Rain. The higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
However …
They listened quietly until the voices stopped. It was as if they had criticized everything that could be said. Suddenly, no one stood up to speak.
The reporters all looked at each other. After the torrent of criticism, they suddenly realized that this was a press conference. The players were supposed to ask more, and they were supposed to listen more.
For a moment, no one knew how to continue. But Blue Rain's captain, Yu Wenzhou, spoke at this time.
"Thank you, everyone. Thank you for your concern and love for Blue Rain," Yu Wenzhou said.
Everyone listened quietly. For Blue Rain's captain to say such words, they felt that their efforts hadn't been in vain. Today's press conference, even if they didn't get any information from the players, if they could wake Blue Rain up, then it was very worth it, right?
"Everyone is very anxious for Blue Rain. You are all doing this for the good of Blue Rain. I am very clear on this point," Yu Wenzhou continued.
"But …" At the turning point, Yu Wenzhou paused. "Even if you are doing this for our good, forgive us for not being able to accept this kind of nonsense."
"Hahahahaha!" Huang Shaotian laughed maniacally.
He had lost a year's worth of hard work. At this time, when he should be feeling the most upset, Huang Shaotian was laughing. He was only laughing for the sake of laughing. Behind the laughter, there was resentment and bitterness.
He had wanted to say for a long time: You guys, what do you know? Why are you spouting nonsense here?
Huang Shaotian was laughing, but all the reporters were stunned. They never would have thought that after such sincere thanks, Yu Wenzhou would mercilessly accuse them of spouting nonsense.
Some people were just about to stand up and scold him, when Yu Wenzhou's voice rang out.
From the first voice of criticism in this press conference, Yu Wenzhou began to respond.
One after another.
Fifteen.
A total of fifteen reporters stood up and expressed their own views and opinions. Yu Wenzhou didn't miss a single one. He didn't even mess up the order. One by one, clearly and methodically, he refuted their views and opinions.
And so one after another.
Fifteen.
The fifteen reporters were red in the face.
Yu Wenzhou's refutation was so reasonable. After he finished speaking, they all suddenly understood. After that, they only had one thought: They really didn't know anything. They really were spouting nonsense.
This was far more complicated and high-end than what they had seen. The questions they had raised, after hearing Yu Wenzhou's analysis, seemed so shallow.
This kind of feeling was like they were a bunch of rookies, yelling at someone, "Why don't you use ten Formless Phantom Blades to insta-kill your opponent with a hundred combos?"
Then he laughed, patted their heads, and kindly told them: The Formless Phantom Blades have a cooldown, so you can only use them once. There's no way you can use ten to create a hundred combos.
Of the reporters who were refuted by Yu Wenzhou, not a single one actually got angry out of embarrassment. Because Yu Wenzhou's refutation was so clear that they couldn't find the slightest basis for it.
By the time Yu Wenzhou finished speaking, the scene had returned to its original silence.
"Then …" Yu Wenzhou looked at everyone in the audience one last time. "Thank you, everyone. We'll meet again next season."
Team Blue Rain left the stage.
As for what happened in the post-match press conference, not a single reporter was willing to write about it. And so, in the end, the reports of this match were only a few objective descriptions. There was actually nothing about Team Blue Rain's players' emotions or statements.
These reporters all shut their mouths, but they couldn't stop more people from speaking.
And for the reporters who had experienced this refutation, when they saw the comments of those people, they suddenly felt that they were as pitiful as they had been before.
Those criticisms and comments were the same as the impassioned statements they had made at the press conference. Not a single one of them hit the nail on the head.
Because their skill level wasn't high enough. And now, these reporters also knew how these comments would be seen by the eyes of the pros.
It was all nonsense.
For a long time, there had been too much of this kind of nonsense.
This was because this was a new scene. The truly high level players were all still pro players. Not many of them had been properly digested by other industries after leaving the scene. These reporters had practically all started out as normal hobbyists. They might even have been forced to learn Glory because of their work.
Their so-called professional insight wasn't enough to enter the eyes of the pros. Especially in the playoffs, there were too many things that they couldn't understand.
And their words, in the eyes of the pros, were naturally extremely laughable. But they didn't know. They were like emperors wearing new clothes, running around naked, happily running around naked. Until yesterday, when Yu Wenzhou lightly poked one of them and quietly told them: You guys aren't wearing any clothes. Don't run around. Be careful not to catch a cold.
They really were catching a cold!
And quite a few of them!
The mountain of criticism, in the eyes of these people, was an illness that couldn't be understood. But they had no way of pointing it out. Because they had only understood a few principles from Yu Wenzhou's mouth, this didn't mean that they were wearing clothes. They just wouldn't run around naked on the streets anymore.
And Team Blue Rain, because of their captain's heroic performance at the press conference, turned a deaf ear to these criticisms.
They were far clearer about the real problem than these people. Was there a need to listen to their guidance?
"Our vacation starts today."
This was the first thing Team Blue Rain heard their captain say after the match.
"We'll talk about other things next season." Yu Wenzhou said.
"Yes!" Everyone nodded.
It wasn't the first time they had lost, even though this time it was a bit ugly. As for where the problem was …
Team Blue Rain wasn't an idiot. Did they really think that their captain's words at the press conference yesterday were a battle of words with a bunch of scholars?
He had just found the most exciting moment to say these words. Compared to watching the video review with a depressed mood after the match, who knew how many times more effective this way.
Seizing opportunities had always been Team Blue Rain's specialty. They never said that they would only seize opportunities on the field.
"See you next season!" Everyone took care. Blue Rain's players began their respective vacations.
But there were also some who stayed.
"You're not leaving?" Yu Wenzhou looked at Huang Shaotian.
"I'm going to follow and watch. When I get the chance, I'll immediately rush up and ruthlessly mock that guy!" Huang Shaotian said hatefully.
"What if we don't get the chance?" Yu Wenzhou asked with a smile.
"If we don't get the chance, then we can only let him continue to be smug," Huang Shaotian said.
Everyone wanted to continue to be smug.
Blue Rain didn't have such a chance. That night, another team lost such a chance.
Thunder, who had challenged Micrograss in an away game, lost this round. In the end, they also lost two rounds and were declared eliminated in the first round.
Xiao Shiqin and his teammates had an impressive season, but in the playoffs, they still hadn't achieved the breakthrough in the first round that Thunderclap had been unable to achieve all this time.
Thunder's individual strength wasn't enough!
The outside world said so. Compared to their strength that didn't lose to any powerhouse in the team competition, Thunder's performance in the individual competition was definitely not very reassuring. And in the two rounds of the playoffs, this situation was even more obvious.
In the past, Xiao Shiqin had left Thunder in order to get more powerful helpers. But this time, amidst this kind of noise …
"Did you hear that? Everyone's saying that our individual strength isn't enough! Let's train hard this summer. Next season, we'll give them a shock in the individual competition! " This was the speech of captain Xiao Shiqin before the holidays. This time, he would no longer feel that his teammates weren't enough. He would improve together with his teammates and fight for the victory that belonged to them.
"Break the 37-win streak!" Dai Yanqi jumped up and shouted.
Xiao Shiqin's legs immediately trembled.
"Watch your manners!" He glared at Dai Yanqi. You can't just randomly boost morale like this! Is that something that humans can do?
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