One versus five, this was a very unfair duel in itself, especially in a game like StarCraft. One person could never fight against five people, especially when these five people were professional players!
This final match was the final match between China and Korea. It was supposed to be a five-on-five battle, but right before the final match, all of his teammates who were still smiling chose to disappear. It was as if they had discussed it beforehand, leaving the young man alone in the stands.
When the referee gave the final ten minutes, the young man chose one against five. When this result appeared, everyone's face revealed a mocking expression, especially those who supported the country of Korea. They said all kinds of unpleasant things.
The Chinese audience was deeply disappointed. People kept leaving the audience seats. Perhaps they couldn't bear to see the scene of losing later.
The Korean team was also certain that they would win this game. The championship was already in the bag. They didn't care if the championship was glorious or not, right?
However, just as everyone's ending was already decided and no one was optimistic, that youth stood up.
He had relied on his own strength to fight against five professional players!!
He had used his own strength to keep the championship trophy!!
He had used his own strength to ruthlessly slap everyone in the face!!
The young man stood up gently and walked in front of the computer. He looked at the five people in front of him indifferently.
"You lost!"
These words drifted into the ears of the five Koreans. Their faces turned red, and they could not say anything. The winner was king, and the loser was the bandit. Moreover, it was under the circumstances where the other party had such a huge advantage.
"I won!"
The youth in black said to the people who had not left and were still supporting him.
“rule！！”
“rule！！”
“rule！！！”
Everyone shouted the young man's name crazily and looked at him with fanaticism. The scene on the big screen had already subverted their understanding.
"Let us congratulate this boy from China for winning this incredible battle in a one-on-five situation!!”
"Let us cheer for the winner!!”
The host also walked over from the side and shouted excitedly with the microphone in his hand.
He had also been watching the progress of the competition, especially after he single-handedly wiped out the five-man Protoss, which shocked him, a galactic fan.
"As the winner, do you have anything to say? In other words, under the circumstances where no one is optimistic about you, do you have anything to say now?”The host asked excitedly,
"There will always be someone who will win. Why not me?”
The teenager replied softly,
The girl below the stage looked at him foolishly.
Someone will win, why not me?
The admiration in his eyes was gradually taken over by love
five years later
An elegant young man walked over from the airport. The young man was pulling a suitcase. He wore dark blue jeans and a pair of Martens. His slender figure attracted the attention of passersby.
"Hello? Mom!"
"Xiao Xin, where are you? Are you back?”An urgent middle-aged woman's voice came from the phone.
" Mom, I just got off the plane. I didn't see you guys." Xia Xin picked up the phone and looked at the airport entrance.
"I just arrived at the airport gate. Come over quickly."
" Okay, I got it." Xia Xin put his phone back and dragged his suitcase out of the airport.
Under the azure blue sky and smelling the air of his hometown, a beautiful smile appeared on Xia Xin's face.
"Xiao Xin!"
A silver Rolls-Royce and a middle-aged woman waved at Xia Xin.
"Mom!" Xia Xin shouted at the woman.
" Good girl, you're finally back. Look at how skinny you've become. I told you not to go out, but you didn't listen. You insisted on going out to play. Look at how skinny you are. It hurts so much."
Liu Ping borrowed Xia Xin's luggage and sized him up with both hands. There were tears in her eyes.
"Aiyo, alright, Mom. I won't mistreat myself outside. Besides, I wasn't fat before. I've lost weight these few years outside, okay?"
Xia Xin didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"That won't do either. If I say I've lost weight, then I've lost weight. Am I your mother or are you my mother?”
Liu Ping's eyes widened, and Xiaxin did not dare to speak anymore.
"Let's go home. I'll make you something delicious."
Liu Ping held Xia Xin's hand and got into the car. The silver Rolls-Royce drove into the traffic, leaving everyone with envious looks.
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