Red Wen, born in the 00s: Rectifying the King's Canyon

Chapter 235 WB Documentary

In the final team fight against WB, YiNuo, the marksman, initiated the fight, summoning a sandstorm at the feet of the five WB members with his ultimate.

Xuan Ran used her ultimate move to fly over, and Meteor Slash controlled four enemies.

AG's five players focused their fire and wiped out WB's five players.

Then they led the minion wave in one fell swoop and destroyed the enemy's crystal.

"Let's congratulate Chengdu AG Super Play Club on winning this match 2:1."

"They maintained a winning streak, and even though WB went all out today, they still couldn't defeat AG, the big boss."

"It's a pity that WB is leaving the KPL stage. I hope they can find their shortcomings after returning and compete in KPL again next year."

"The competition is brutal; it's either you die or I die. On the narrow bridge of KPL, too many people have been squeezed out."

Li Jiu has commentated on many matches, but he still can't accept the cruelty of the game.

He couldn't bear to see the dejected figures of players who had lost the game.

Despite their hard work and unique talent, they still couldn't win the Silver Dragon Cup.

They weren't even qualified to glance at it.

There's no way around it; this stage is never short of geniuses.

Nuanyang saw his crystal being knocked over and sat stunned in his gaming chair for a long time, unable to react.

His hand unconsciously opened the equipment menu, then closed it.

He would open it, close it, open it again, and close it again, repeatedly, unable to control his hands.

"I lost, I still lost." His eyes were red, tears welled up in his eyes, and he kept muttering nervously.

It wasn't until Huajuan reminded him that he snapped out of his daze, took off his headphones, and left his seat.

Yinuo and the others stepped forward to hug him.

He noticed Nuanyang's complicated feelings and comforted her, saying, "You guys played well this round."

Nuanyang grinned awkwardly, "No matter how well you played, you still got sent away by me."

"You guys have a very high chance of winning the Silver Dragon Cup in this KPL season."

"Just lucky." Yinuo didn't say much; he understood that feeling.

No amount of comfort from others will help; you can only heal yourself.

He patted Nuanyang on the shoulder and started to hug the next person.

The large screen began playing a pre-recorded documentary by WB.

"What does the game Honor of Kings mean to you?" someone asked.

Zimo pondered for a moment and replied, "Honor of Kings is my youth. I'm getting old now, and new talents are emerging, so I cherish every opportunity to play in a match."

"So now you spend every day in the training room training hard."

"That's right, I just want to leave my mark on KPL."

"I want to leave my own mark."

"The newcomers are very talented now, and I will gradually become a thing of the past. It feels like... a cycle."

The scene then shifts to Xingyu speaking.

The reporter asked, "Xingyu, how have you been lately?"

"As for my condition... it's really not good."

"Before the points system was implemented, the season before last, when we played best-of-five, our team was leading 3-0 once and almost won the championship," Xingyu said, scratching his head.

"That incident left us all with a deep sense of regret, and it really hit us hard."

"I remember that day, Zimo was sitting on the bus and couldn't hold back her tears."

"Then Nuanyang started crying too, and then it was like a chain reaction; the rest of them started crying loudly."

"Didn't you cry?"

"How could I, a grown man, cry?"

"I didn't cry, I really didn't cry." Xingyu's eyes were red.

……

Nuanyang: "I've been through a situation where the team almost fell apart before, so I've always wanted to win the championship and protect this team."

"But I always just miss out on the championship, and now I'm really a bit lost."

"It felt like I was trying my best to grasp the Silver Dragon Cup, but it slipped through my fingers like sand."

"I can't catch it, I really can't catch it, I don't know how to catch it."

"We really need a championship."

……

"My marksman role is the weak point of our team. Other players' marksmen are all dominating in the late game, but I just can't step up."

"Netizens jokingly call me someone else's toy... I..." Qiao Xi paused, then remained silent.

"You feel particularly guilty, don't you?"

"I feel very guilty. Nuanyang is like an older brother to me, always comforting and encouraging me."

"I'm so sorry to them."

……

"I knew they were just saying discouraging things, it wasn't positive at all."

"We will definitely fight with all our might in the competition. If one year is not enough, we will try two years, and if two years is not enough, we will try three years."

"I refuse to believe that we can't win a championship."

"What if we never get it?"

Hua Juan gave a wry smile. "If we can't get it, it means we're really not strong enough, but as long as we give it our all, that's fine."

"But doing that would really disappoint the fans."

……

"After missing out on the championship last time, I felt like I was in a maze with dead ends in all directions."

"All we can say is that we need to keep trying, try new things, and find a way out."

"I really feel like I've hit a bottleneck."

The documentary ends with a single sentence.

Though the road ahead may be fraught with storms, I will never waver in my pursuit of my dreams until I achieve my goal.

Beijing WB bids a regretful farewell to the KPL stage.

……

Yinuo and the others watched WB's documentary and felt the same way.

They, too, once felt trapped in a prison, unable to escape.

They also experienced the pain of missing out on the championship, a pain that words cannot describe.

Fortunately, Gu Lin'an joined their team, giving them hope.

"The strength of Nuanyang and his teammates is beyond doubt, but unfortunately, there can only be one champion," Yinuo sighed.

“Yinuo is really just crocodile tears. Don’t forget, we sent WB away ourselves, and you’re still feeling sentimental,” Changsheng said.

"Can't I even express my feelings? You really are a cold-blooded, emotionless guy."

"Feelings? Feelings are the cruelest thing in the world."

"You value sentiment over the championship? There's only one champion."

Gu Lin'an nodded. "For us professional players, seeing others leave the field is a common occurrence."

"And this year's KPL champion can only be us."

"Brother An's words are so powerful, I like them."

"Yinuo, you go to the interview later."

Yinuo nodded.

“Lin’an, I know what you mean. I’ll definitely praise you in every way I can,” Yinuo said.

Gu Lin'an let him go on stage just so he could praise him in front of the camera, right?

A clever teammate only needs to tap once to see through it.

Gu Lin'an was speechless. That wasn't what he meant. This time, Yi Nuo was leading the team, so naturally, he was the one giving the interview.

Fine, if Yinuo wants to praise me, let him. Sigh, that's not what he really meant.