You've only been playing for half a year, and you've already reached the finals?

Chapter 286 Success Always Follows Us Throughout Life
A few minutes ago, outside the stadium.
The Song family mother and daughter were standing in the cold wind, waiting.

Song's mother originally planned to accompany her daughter, but her daughter disagreed no matter what and insisted that her mother go back to the hotel first.

This siding with outsiders left Song's mother quite helpless.

The two flew halfway around the world to Iceland specifically to watch the competition. Although Song Xuan said he liked the atmosphere of the competition and didn't want to miss the annual finals, his mother knew his true purpose.

After all, the finals consisted of three matches, but Song Xuan never cheered on the other nine players.

But kicking me out like this is outrageous! You're not even a minor yet! You want to kick out your guardian?!

Of course, after an accident when she was a child, the Song family's understanding of raising daughters underwent a huge change. They would not interfere too much with what Song Xuan wanted to do, as long as the general direction was not wrong, it didn't matter, and everyone should live their own life.

Anyway, this kid is pretty easy to take care of.

Of course, Song's mother couldn't just leave like that; she had to see the boy one last time, no matter what.

It wasn't long before Ming Jing came out.

When the boy first saw Song Xuan, he had a smile on his face, but as his gaze shifted to Song's mother, his smile quickly turned into nervousness.

This tension never appeared, not even when facing a triple team on the court.

But Ming Jing wasn't intimidated at all and still came up to say hello.

"Hello, Auntie." Ming Jing didn't say much, after all, it would be a bit awkward to make small talk.

Song Xuan glanced at his mother, his meaning crystal clear.

Knowing she was superfluous, Song's mother didn't linger. She simply looked Ming Jing up and down before smiling and saying, "Don't play for too long, be careful."

Although night has fallen, it's still quite early. After all, the match started at noon in Iceland, so it's only a little past 5 pm now.

In November, Iceland is in the midst of the aurora season, with short days and long nights, and only about six hours of sunlight per day. This is one of the main reasons why depression is so prevalent in the country.

Fortunately, Reykjavik has an excellent safety record, being one of the safest cities in the world. Even if you walk at night, as long as you can speak English and have cash on hand, you won't encounter any problems.

"Okay, Auntie, don't worry." Ming Jing nodded with a smile. Although he was only a seventeen-year-old boy, his height of 183 cm was not short even in Iceland, which had Viking blood. In addition, his abilities were undoubtedly outstanding, so he was still very reassuring.

Song's mother didn't linger. She hailed a taxi by the roadside and left alone.

Only then did Ming Jing breathe a sigh of relief and turn to look at Song Xuan beside him.

Song Xuan was also looking at Ming Jing at this moment. She was wearing a woolen hat and a thick scarf, and only her bright eyes and straight nose could be seen through the gaps.

The girl blinked, and then suddenly stretched out her right hand to Ming Jing. Her palm was long and fair, like solidified white jade.

Mingjing understood what the other person meant, took off the championship medal hanging around his neck, and placed it in the other person's hand.

The medal had been hidden under the down jacket and still carried Ming Jing's body heat.

Song Xuan's eyes lit up as she carefully examined the medal, then quickly took off her scarf and happily hung it around her neck.

Feeling the weight of the medal, Song Xuan was in a good mood and said, "Let's go, let's go eat. You probably didn't eat lunch, right?"

"What?" Ming Jing asked with a smile, "Are you treating us?"

"Of course!"

Through Mingjing, Song Xuan also learned about the habits of professional esports teams. She knew that teams don't eat before matches to ensure their condition, so she had already booked a restaurant and was just waiting for Mingjing to sweep DK.

The two quickly hailed a taxi and headed straight for the restaurant.

It can only be said that a rich woman's generosity is evident from the moment she makes a move. The taxi stopped in front of a restaurant called Dill. The restaurant wasn't very big; it was just a small shop on the street. However, the Michelin star logo on the door still revealed the restaurant's extraordinary nature.

As a tourist city, Reykjavik is generally very difficult to book Michelin-starred restaurants in advance; reservations usually need to be made months ahead. For someone like Song Xuan, it can only be said that his financial power came into play.

Michelin-starred restaurants may not suit everyone's taste in terms of food, as everyone has their own preferences, but they are absolutely top-notch in terms of atmosphere and sophistication.

Song Xuan was originally sitting opposite Ming Jing, but under the pretext of ordering food, she sat to Ming Jing's left.

What would you like to eat?

Mingjing glanced at the menu, somewhat bewildered.

English is something that everyone knows; unlike Chinese, you can't create new words from existing characters. Every time something new comes up, you have to create a new word, which makes the learning cost extremely high. Mingjing's everyday English is passable, but there aren't many words on the menu in front of him that he can understand.

Song Xuan didn't expect Ming Jing to understand it, because she didn't understand it either. She just wanted an excuse to sit next to Ming Jing. She closed the menu and asked the restaurant to serve their signature dishes, but she definitely wouldn't move.

Ming Jing glanced at Song Xuan beside him, and while the dishes were still not served, he took out his phone and browsed the online forum.

After winning the championship, Mingjing was busy with many things and only now had time to open the forum.

For the anti-fans, winning the S-series championship is no different from celebrating the Spring Festival.

By this time, more than an hour had passed since the final, and the peak of the excitement following the victory had passed. The previous immense popularity had left behind countless posts, a dazzling array of content for readers!

Beside him, Song Xuan also turned his head to look at the contents of Ming Jing's phone.

She knew about Ming Jing's perverse tastes, and that he liked to eat feces in the toilet.

Smelling the fragrance of hair wafting from beside him, Ming Jing continued browsing the posts.

【EDG is awesome! 】

[Another 3-0 victory, wow! Three of LPL's four championship titles are 3-0, that's their dominance.]

LPL is undoubtedly the number one region!

[It's safe to say that whichever region Xiaofei is in, that region becomes the number one region. We can only be thankful that Xiaofei is Chinese, okay?]

[Korea has already produced a Faker, do they really expect to produce another one like Xiaofei? It doesn't make sense; it's just a matter of fortunes changing.]

[Enough said, brothers! I'll randomly select ten people from this post to receive 888 coins each. Let's all have some fun together!]

After every victory, a red envelope sticker is indispensable. Various wealthy people send out red envelopes with passwords, adding an extra touch of celebration to the victory by distributing money.

In addition, there are some indispensable grave-digging posts.

[You don't really think EDG can win, do you? I'm making a bet: if EDG wins, I'll stream myself wearing a five-speed electric fan all day!]

These posts are clearly designed to elicit replies, but forum members don't seem to mind going down to the comments section and displaying aggressive behavior.

[Going against the wind to send your mother off, huh? That's not advisable]

[If EDG loses a single game, your family register will have one less page.]

Is it possible that his family's household registration booklet only has one page?

【I just don't understand the point of you posting these random things every day. Are you putting your phone on vibrate to simulate a purple mood?】

【? 】

【say! 】

When does the live stream start? What's the live stream room number?

Ming Jing couldn't help but laugh as he read the comments.

This post looks like it was just dug up; there's always this kind of post digging up old posts to clean up the mess after every championship win.

Besides the cleanup, there were also some posts that made promises, which were well-intentioned, but that didn't stop the forum members from digging them up.

[A seven-year veteran EDG fan hereby pledges: if EDG wins the championship, I'll run naked across the school playground!]

[EDG will quit gaming for a month if they win the championship, and they mean it!]

[I've had a crush on him for over two years, and I'm going to confess after EDG wins the championship. I hope EDG will give me a chance!]

"Look at this last one!" Song Xuan pointed to the last post. "See if he confessed successfully!"

Mingjing had the same idea; the two posts above were obviously just for show, not as real as the last one.

Upon clicking into the post, you'll see that the original poster shared screenshots of their chat on the first floor. It was just a normal daily greeting, but the two had been chatting for over a year, with over 300 "sparks" between them.

These kinds of love-related gossip are always tantalizing, and countless viewers were lining up to watch the comments section, waiting for the results. As the final match progressed game by game, more and more viewers were lining up, until the third game ended, when the number of replies completely exploded.

It's 3-0, time to go for it?

[Shouldn't students be asleep by 11 PM? Are they going to wait until tomorrow?]

[Who goes to bed at 11 pm? Have these two already started holding hands?]

[No way! I won't be able to sleep tonight if I don't play the clown!]

Amidst the discussion, the original poster finally made a new move: a screenshot of a chat log.

EDG has won the championship!

"Mmm." After a brief exchange, the original poster directly sent over the content of his post, which was quite direct, giving the feeling of starting with a flash ultimate move.

But the response from the other side was quite unexpected.

"I am willing."

The chat history ends here.

This first reply went viral, with countless netizens replying with hundreds of question marks below.

【Not buddy! 】

[My buddy came to see you make a fool of yourself, and this is what you do to him?]

[Is the Joker actually me?]

I won't allow it! I won't allow it! /crying/crying/crying

【No, you call this unrequited love? Isn't this just a clear, unspoken love?】

【Clearlove, right?】

For some inexplicable reason, Mingjing was amused by his cousin's ID that suddenly appeared at the end.

My cousin is also joining a tour group in a place like this?
Song Xuan chuckled upon seeing the result, clearly pleased with it.

Mingjing left the post and continued browsing, only to see screenshots of the reposted content trending on Weibo.

At this moment, Weibo's trending topics are completely dominated by related searches about EDG's championship victory.
#EDG wins the championship!

#Phi wins FMVP twice!

#The Golden Road
#Phi is so handsome!

#Faker witnesses Phi's championship win
Mingjing clicked into the post and saw that countless netizens were focusing their discussion on the last trending topic in the screenshot.

Wow, I really didn't notice, Old Li was watching from down there!

[Is this a mutual respect between the GOAT successors?]

[Isn't Xiaofei Ge (Little Fei Ge) practically invincible now? Grand Slam + Road to Gold + two Finals MVPs – these are all top-tier honors. Calling him the GOAT (Greatest of All Time) is absolutely no problem.]

Indeed, although Big Fei has won many championships, in terms of dominance, he is not as good as Little Fei.

When will you finally understand? Winning isn't about quantity, it's about achievement!

But two titles being more than three is still a bit of an exaggeration. Right now, it's at most a tie; whoever wins one title first wins!

Indeed, Faker is the longest river, and Xiaofei is the highest mountain; they each have their strengths.

Ming Jing watched the heated discussion unfold before him, but remained unimpressed.

The main issue is that the intensity of the discussion on his Baidu Tieba forum was too high. He saw far too many discussions on this topic during the World Championship. This kind of thing is destined to remain unresolved, with everyone having their own reasons, so there's not much to say.

On the contrary, Song Xuan watched with great interest and even offered her opinion.

"I think you're way better than Faker!" Song Xuan whispered. "Win another championship next year and he'll surpass you!"

Ming Jing smiled and said, "It's not a big problem."

Mingjing exited the thread and continued browsing until something he was truly interested in finally appeared.

[EDG 3:0 DK in the 2021 World Championship Finals (Other scoring posts deleted) Congratulations to EDG on winning the championship!!!]

This year's World Championship is undoubtedly the most popular in history. With the support of the favorites to win, countless viewers are full of confidence and watch the game live. At this time, the number of replies to the rating thread has exceeded 20,000!
The post was automatically sorted by popularity when clicked on, and Mingjing scrolled down and saw a photo of himself holding the Summoner's Cup.

This photo was taken by Yicun at the awards ceremony. The lighting and composition are perfect. It's clear that Yicun's efficiency is top-notch; the photo has already been released in just over an hour.

[This photo is seriously cool, I shot it when I showed it to my buddy!]

[A god among gods! The first person in history to win two consecutive Finals MVP awards!]

[A complete liability! He got knocked out by the Death Knight!]

[Are you really going to carry every time? Stop carrying, bro, I'm scared]

[What are you afraid of? Is this a Korean perspective?]

Koreans are finally experiencing what it felt like for LPL teams to face Faker in the early days.

【It really is】

Ming Jing seemed somewhat immune to the compliments from the forum members, scrolling down repeatedly, but Song Xuan hadn't had enough and quickly told Ming Jing to slow down.

After Ming Jing and Song Xuan finished reading, they continued scrolling down and saw their teammate Holy Gun's floor below.

Saint Gun was a key figure in the outcome of the game today; regardless of the team's strength or weakness, his voice was always loud.

They either feed like crazy, getting killed repeatedly by the enemy, or they dominate like crazy, with perfect team fights and perfect solo kills, highlighting a god-like or demonic duality.

If you had played more conservatively in the second round and hadn't made such a huge mistake, I would have given you a 1/2 point. However, you gave away too much in the second round, so I can't say for sure.

[That's enough. You guys didn't say that before the match. Didn't you say that not getting completely destroyed was a success? My Holy Gun Bro didn't get destroyed today, though. He was targeted when he lost lane in the second game.]

[That's true, they even came back to win in the third game. If you ask me, Flandre played much better than Nuguri today. Nuguri was the one who got completely crushed.]

Indeed, I can't even imagine what Nuguri would do today. He fed even more than Flandre in the third game. I can only say that he truly deserves the title of the world's second easiest to gank.

Hearing Flandre's victory speech was quite poignant; as a professional player, winning a championship is a complete achievement!

Aside from Flandre, his teammates also unanimously praised him.

The EDG players in the finals all performed exceptionally well, dominating their opponents in almost every matchup and leaving no room for criticism.

Mingjing read through the list until he finally came across Showmaker's post.

The forum users didn't have a very good impression of Showmaker.

[A master of showmanship! A god among gods!]

[He was completely invisible in all three games. LPL still desperately needs flashy plays, just like LCK needs Uzi.]

[Show God really is the Uzi of LCK, handing over two championships in a row. But what makes him even greater than Uzi is that he handed them to the same person two years in a row, and even included an MSI as a bonus, directly making Xiaofei a god.]

[You must keep playing, Show God!]

However, Xiu Shen's final interview was still quite helpless. Failure is a constant companion in life, and it's clear that he has come to terms with it after winning two runner-up titles.

Being beaten by Xiao Fei for two consecutive years, and seeing the gap between us widening, it's hard not to feel resentful.

[Xiao Fei: I don't understand. Isn't success what lasts throughout life?]

When Ming Jing and Song Xuan finished reading, they looked at each other and burst into laughter, adding a touch of noise to the otherwise quiet restaurant.

Ming Jing was about to lower his head and continue cooking for a while, but the arrival of the head chef forced him to abandon that idea.

Many Michelin-starred restaurants, known for their service, have their chefs explain the preparation process and preparation methods of each dish to diners when serving, and this restaurant is no exception.

The dishes at this restaurant are pretty straightforward; they're basically Western-style, emphasizing the original flavor of the ingredients and exquisite plating, but with an even more extreme focus on the original flavor.

This is well reflected in the plates. Instead of regular plates, these are small stone slabs of various shapes, each clearly carefully selected. The ingredients are placed on the cleaned stone slabs, emphasizing the concept of nature.

Of course, all of this was meaningless to Ming Jing; his only responsibility was to eat.

Listening to the chef's explanation, Ming Jing stuffed each dish into his mouth, nodding repeatedly.

Although he wasn't used to Western food, good things are always appreciated by all, and this food was actually quite delicious.

It wasn't a waste of all the money spent.

Although Mingjing couldn't read the menu, he could still understand the numbers. Every dish here was expensive, and a meal here would cost four figures per person.

It wasn't until he finished the last dessert that Ming Jing was finally full and looked at Song Xuan beside him.

Song Xuan had actually eaten her fill long ago, since she had already had lunch, and girls don't usually have big appetites.

"You've finished eating, what's next?" Mingjing turned and asked. "You seem to have a plan."

"Yes, everything's ready," Song Xuan said with a smile. "Want to see the aurora borealis?"

Fortunately, November is the aurora season in Iceland, and now that night has fallen, it's the perfect time to see the aurora.

Mingjing, of course, would not refuse.

(End of this chapter)