At the hospital.
After Lu Leng came on as a substitute, Xiaohu, who was feeling unwell, was sent to the hospital. During the process of entering the hospital, he had been watching the broadcast of the global finals on his phone.
As the starting mid-laner, he was unable to play due to his health. The substitute, Lu Leng, came on. Little Tiger knew that there was a high chance that he would not be able to play in this match.
Lu Leng was a substitute, and a substitute who only knew how to play unpopular champions. In this kind of deciding game that required stability to determine the outcome, it would be even harder to win against SKT.
"This is f * cking…"
When Little Tiger saw that Teemo was chosen as the third choice for the RNG, his eyes widened. Especially when he saw Teemo go to the Mid position in the end, he was even more dumbfounded.
He was stirring up trouble!
Xiaohu felt like he was going crazy.
Although it would be difficult to win the last round without him, it was not impossible for him to win the last round by choosing someone like Lulu Kalmar to protect his UZI.
Choosing Teemo as a Mid was clearly a freebie, he was acting directly!
In fact…
At this moment, Xiaohu suspected that his discomfort was secretly caused by Lu Leng. He even thought that Lu Leng might have been bribed by someone to deliberately fake the match.
“艹!!”
"What the hell!"
Little Tiger's face turned pale as he looked at the screen. He could not help but curse and throw the phone to the ground, shattering the screen.
How much he longed for this victory. This was the semi-finals of the S7 global finals, and it was against SKT. If he won, the championship of the S competition was really close!
But now, everything was gone.
The phone was smashed into pieces, and he could not be bothered to look at it anymore.
It was around this time that the doctor's diagnosis came out. He gave him an IV drip and soon got the medicine. The nurse injected him with an IV drip.
Xiaohu closed his eyes and started to rest. The scenes of the previous matches flashed through his mind. He replayed the details of the two matches he lost in his mind and found some mistakes in the small details. He sighed in his heart.
What a pity.
If he had performed a little better, there might not have been a fifth round. It would have ended long ago. How could he have fallen to this situation?
He was on an IV drip. Exhaustion surged up and he gradually fell asleep.
In the haziness.
Xiaohu suddenly felt someone pushing him. He opened his eyes and looked over. He saw the staff of RNG team standing beside him.
Although he didn't want to ask anymore, Xiaohu still asked,"
"Are you done?"
"I'm done."
"I suspect that Lu Leng is faking the match.”
Xiao Hu said to the staff member seriously.
However…
As soon as he finished speaking, the staff member's expression became strange.
Noticing the other party's strange expression, Little Tiger was also stunned for a moment. He asked with some doubt,"What's wrong?"
The staff member hesitated for a moment before saying,"We won the semi-finals and defeated SKT 3-2.”
"Sure!"
Little Tiger was stunned for a moment, then he sat up abruptly and said with an excited expression,"Strong, Uzi! Even Teemo's mid-laner can move!"
"Cough!"
"The MVP is Lu Leng…" The staff member coughed and said.
Little Tiger's expression froze as he slowly looked at the staff member. Then, he revealed a 'you're kidding me' look and said,"What?"
The staff member said awkwardly," Lu Leng just had the deciding game. Mid Teemo had a final record of 5-1-5. He suppressed Faker and Little Peanut the entire time. His damage output and participation rate were the highest.”
“……”
Xiaohu wanted to ask if he was stupid or not.
Without waiting for him to say anything, the staff member took out his phone and switched to the broadcast. He could see that the commentators, including PDD, were still explaining the highlights of the previous game.
Most of them were amazed at Lu Leng's Mid Teemo's terrifying performance.
Little Tiger opened his mouth and fell into a momentary daze.
Lu Leng really carried him!
This game…why did it suddenly seem different from what he had understood? Was he really living in the S7 global finals?
……
On the other side.
Lu Leng, who had returned to the players 'lounge, received a warm welcome that he had never received before.
A staff member immediately helped to pass him water. At the same time, Fragrance Pot, Little Ming, and the others also approached him and chatted and laughed. Their attitude towards him had already changed completely from before.
Lu Leng had previously been a rookie substitute and a scammer of Emperor Jue, but now he had become a powerful thigh. His awareness and performance could be said to be the limit.
"Well done."
The coach, Brother Li, couldn't help but praise,""You played exactly what I wanted to see the most. You completely suppressed the performance of Faker Gallio. Your choice of Mid Teemo really didn't disappoint.”
"However, you took a huge risk. In the first wave, you cooperated with Lee Sin's counter-squatting. If there was a slight mistake, you might have been gone.”
The coach, Brother Li, praised him while calmly asking questions.
Although they had won against SKT, this was only the semi-finals. There was still the final match to be played. Only by winning the final match could they truly claim the highest position and establish a dynasty.
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