LOL: I'm in the LPL, that's my fight!

Chapter 81: Esports HC-Crush!

[I've mastered it! The theme has been elevated!]

I thought Brother Dayun would give a sarcastic retort, calling those blind fools out, or at least make a few sarcastic remarks—but his response... was incredibly sophisticated.

[This is the most cultured answer I've ever seen in an esports competition, bar none.]

"I think... this shouldn't be the way esports is!" — Brothers, I'll remember that sentence for the rest of my life.

[He's not the only one who's been abandoned and sidelined... Da Yun is speaking for everyone, isn't he?]

[With such lofty aspirations, brothers, I'll stand here in respect!]

The live stream chat was flooded with comments, almost completely obscuring the match screen.

On the real-time data monitoring screen in the background, the curves for the number of bullet comments, the number of people who sent gifts, and the number of online viewers all surged upwards almost simultaneously.

"Quick, quick, keep asking!"

The person in charge of the post-match interview livestream at Tencent Esports stared intently at the skyrocketing data, his voice trembling.

He held down his headphones with one hand and waved the other hand wildly toward the stage, looking every bit like a coach urging his players to attack from the sidelines.

On stage, the female host held the microphone, a complex expression flashing in her eyes.

She couldn't help but take another look at the young man in front of her.

From graduating from university and starting her job to officially standing on the interview stand of e-sports competitions, she has interviewed all kinds of players—unruly, introverted, and even taciturn to the point of being withdrawn.

But this was the first time she had ever seen someone elevate their own experience from "personal suffering" to "industry flaws" in just a few words.

The next question... to be honest, it has a bit of a provocative tone to it.

If possible, she didn't want this young man to face a storm of public opinion on the very night he lifted the championship trophy.

But she had no right to refuse.

She's a corporate slave; she has to read out every word on the cue card whenever her boss says a word.

"Yes, if you blossom, butterflies will come." She gave a professional smile, trying to make it sound like she was throwing out a lighthearted follow-up topic. "I think now that Crush is shining so brightly, no one can ignore her anymore."

She paused, glanced down at the cue card, and when she looked up, her smile remained, but her speaking speed increased slightly.

"Next question—Crush, you later chose to join the BJBS team, reached the top of the Chinese server rankings, and even said in your livestream, 'Trying out for LPL is not as good as making it into LPL,' earning you the nickname 'Esports Huang Chao' from players. What do you think of this nickname? And why did you say that?"

The room fell silent for a few seconds as everyone stared at Fu Shiyan's lips.

Fu Shiyan thought for a moment and then slowly spoke.

"Huang Chao's historical reputation is complex," Fu Shiyan was prepared for this question when viewers in the live stream gave him a nickname: "But his uprising was to break the old order—that is absolutely commendable. I didn't expect my casual remark to be recognized by so many players. There's nothing wrong with this nickname, I accept it."

"As for why I said that..." he changed his tone, "Actually, I also tried out for other clubs later. But the managers there were still prejudiced, thinking that someone who couldn't even make it to the second division couldn't possibly have any real talent, and they rejected my trial opportunity outright."

Fu Shiyan shrugged, referring, of course, to the original body.

"There's no other way. I can't make a living in Shanghai anymore. Since no one is giving me a chance, I'll forge my own path."

After saying that, he suddenly turned his head to look at Lao Mo, who was standing on the side of the stage and was still secretly wiping the corner of his eye, and added earnestly, "Speaking of which, I sincerely thank our BJBS boss, Mr. Mo—thank you for being willing to give me this opportunity."

Who is it?! Which club is so blind?!

[Damn, they don't even want a player like Dayun? You think I'd be better than you?]

[No, at least give me a tryout opportunity, and you should at least look at my rank.]

No wonder DaYun was grinding ranked games like crazy in November; apparently, teams wouldn't give him a chance if he was a lower rank player.

[Case solved, guys! Crush was shut out. You won't let me in? Fine, I'll fight my way in, okay?]

[Suggested ID: HC·Crush; add some historical skins.]

[Um, is it really okay to say this? I feel like Dayun will be targeted when he joins the LPL!]

[So what if they're targeting us? Do you think a lion is afraid of a mouse holding a grudge?]

The barrage of comments was as lively as during the Chinese New Year.

Meanwhile, the LSPL club managers who were watching the live stream didn't look so happy.

"Investigate thoroughly! Investigate thoroughly!" More than one manager grabbed the phone, their voices low but filled with coldness. "Check if Crush ever tried out at our club—if so, did we follow the proper procedures? Who conducted the interview? What were the reasons for rejection? If we didn't follow the procedures…"

He paused, his voice turning cold: "Heh, just send him and his chair to Africa to mine."

The interviews are still ongoing at the scene.

The stage lights were slightly adjusted, shifting from a close-up of Fu Shiyan to a soft, warm halo that enveloped all five members of BJBS.

The host, microphone in hand, glanced out of the corner of his eye at the frantically flashing command lights in the backstage control room, then knowingly looked away, his face still bearing a professional and friendly smile.

"In this finals, we saw your team win the game entirely through precise operations and a superior understanding of tactics." She deliberately slowed her speech, ensuring each key word was clearly heard by the audience both in the studio and online. "I'd like to ask Crush—were all those in-game decisions made by you alone?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience fell silent for half a second.

By this point in the interview, even the most obtuse person would have figured it out.

At this point, even the slowest person would realize that the organizers are clearly trying to make Dayun a rising star in the region!

In response to the host's question, many managers of LSPL clubs leaned forward in unison behind the camera, some even instinctively putting on headphones, afraid of missing a single word.

They pricked up their ears, waiting for the young man on stage to answer.

They wanted to know too.

"Uh, of course that's impossible..."

Fu Shiyan was about to speak when his tone became humble.

He even turned slightly to the side, as if trying to pull his teammates into the frame, ready to say something like "this is a team effort."

Unexpectedly, Zhu Dan, the straightforward top laner who had been standing obediently to the side like a human cardboard cutout, suddenly blurted out: "..."

"That's definitely thanks to our Brother Yan!"

Fu Shiyan: ? ? ?

No, my Sand Soldiers have betrayed me?

The host's eyes lit up. This time, he didn't even need the studio manager to direct him; his professionalism led him to hand the microphone directly to Zhu Dan.

Zhu Dan, whose mind had been completely focused during the competition, was still not back to that state. He glanced at the microphone shoved to his lips, then at the subtle expressions on his teammates' faces, completely oblivious to anything amiss, and spoke frankly:

"Yan-ge also serves as a coach for our BJBS!"

He counted on his fingers, one by one, looking as serious as if he were reciting a text in class: "From daily basic skills training and lane management to version analysis and tactical arrangements—all of these things are entirely handled by Brother Yan."

After saying that, he nodded vigorously, with a frank expression that said, "I've told you the truth."

"Hahaha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience burst into laughter.