League: I really didn't tank!

Chapter 275 Mutual Freebies

"What are you doing?" Lin Yuanhua sat in the chair, leaning slightly towards Chen Dongqing, and a faint fragrance wafted over.

"What else can we do?" Chen Dongqing laughed. "Rest."

"Are you that tired?"

"That's true to some extent." Chen Dongqing nodded honestly. "The other side is quite strong, so I have to concentrate fully on the game."

Playing against KT is not like playing against G2, where you can just casually crush them. You still need to be 100% committed to the game.

This kind of commitment lasts for nearly four hours; anyone would get tired if they did it.

Strangely enough, Chen Dongqing's state was locked by the system, so he didn't feel tired when he was on stage, but he felt tired very quickly after he left the stage.

"Then go back and get some rest tonight. A good night's sleep will do the trick for mental fatigue." Lin Yuanhua patted Chen Dongqing's shoulder. "Tomorrow we'll go to Monte Cristo."

"Okay!" Chen Dongqing nodded with a smile.

Soon after, the team was interviewed by a group of esports media reporters. Because this was an international competition, there were many reporters and a lot of questions.

Chen Dongqing answered all the questions patiently.

After the group interview ended, the QG members were finally free.

Linko treated everyone at the club, along with the commentary and hosting team and the photography team, to a meal at a restaurant.

This was a Chongqing hot pot restaurant he had long admired, but it was too far from the hotel for him to have the chance to visit.

Taking advantage of the end of the competition, a bus took everyone directly to their stomachs.

Chen Dongqing nodded in satisfaction as the waiter brought over the pot containing large chunks of butter.

That feels right.

While the butter was melting, Chen Dongqing lowered his head, took out his phone, and opened the familiar Anti-Japanese War forum.

This is called "eating shit before eating food".

It's only been a little over an hour since QG won the championship, and it's exactly 7 a.m. in China.

Countless people who stayed up all night to cultivate immortality, as well as office workers and students commuting to work, have gathered together in this restroom to speak freely.

Wow, I woke up to a 3-1 scoreline, so satisfying!

[Why even bother watching QG's matches? They'll just wake up to another victory.JPG]

[A rational discussion: Is Brother Tree truly the greatest of all time?]

[S7 MSI World Championship Finals: QG 3:1 KT (Other rating posts deleted)]

Of the first four posts that catch the eye, one stands out in particular.

Chen Dongqing clicked directly into the link and browsed it carefully.

As expected, the comments section of the post was filled with heated debate.

The two, "Flying Filial Son" and "Tree Filial Son," were fiercely arguing in the comments section of the post.

The main argument of "Faker's filial son" is that Faker has two S-level championships, and two is greater than one.

The main argument for "filial piety" is that Chen Dongqing is a Grand Slam winner and the only one in history to achieve this.

Furthermore, Faker doesn't even have a single FMVP award (there was no such award in S3, and it was Marin in S5), so why can he be called the greatest of all time? Bengi also has two championships, so why isn't Bengi?

Clearly, those who support Chen Dongqing have the upper hand in this thread.

Just as the two sides were getting into a heated argument, another problem arose.

If Tree Bro wins the S7 championship, will he be definitively proven to be the greatest of all time?

No one had any doubts about this.

This is beyond doubt.

But then the rhythm kicks in again.

[Tree Filial Piety is a classic, and it's already slated to win the championship again. Aren't you guys really afraid of Tree Saint crashing?]

[But as it turns out, Brother Tree hasn't messed up at all so far! He's won FMVP awards left and right. Why don't you go up there and make him mess it up?]

This post was so valuable that it excited Chen Dongqing, who couldn't wait to join the fray and stir up some more excitement.

But considering that Lin Yuanhua was watching, he didn't do it.

At this moment, Lin Yuanhua mercilessly complained from the side, "Why do you read these kinds of posts every day?"

Chen Dongqing retorted confidently, "What's wrong with these kinds of posts? Aren't they all rational discussions?"

Immediately afterwards, Chen Dongqing exited the thread and clicked into the rating thread to take a look.

However, this time the rating post didn't have any interesting content; it was just praise for the winners and criticism for the losers. Chen Dongqing has lost interest in rating posts now.

He refreshed the page a couple more times and soon found a brand new appetizer.

[Repost from a Korean esports forum]

This is what makes for a truly spectacular show.

The victim's feedback always gives the abuser the greatest physical and mental pleasure.

Chen Dongqing quickly clicked on the link, and Lin Yuanhua, who was standing next to him, seemed to be very interested as well, and also leaned over.

Chen Dongqing moved her phone slightly closer and then began to browse slowly.

At this point, it can be seen that the Korean online forums are filled with cries of despair, and everyone has broken down.

Why did we lose again? I'm so angry my stomach hurts!

I stayed up all night to watch your game, and this is the ending you give me?

[Damn it, I'm going to send some dead rats to the KT base.]

Why did we have to lose to QG of all people?

[It would be better to let SKT do it!]

[SKT? Don't be ridiculous. The team that got swept 3-0 by QG in New York last year, how dare they say something like that? Is SKT here to pay tribute to QG?]

Why didn't SKT come? Waaaaah! Is it because they didn't want to come?

SKT also made their contribution; they practically fished the Pacific Ocean dry.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at these people." Chen Dongqing couldn't help but complain after seeing these posts. "Isn't this utterly hopeless?"

"It's the same when we lose." Uzi was focused on serving the food, and then added, "It was pretty much the same when we lost the games a couple of years ago."

In the two years of S3 and S4, Uzi made it to the finals through internal competition, and then got crushed by the Koreans. The domestic environment was similar at that time.

Besides some casual viewers criticizing them, teams that lost their internal battles also mocked Royal Club for being incompetent in international matches.

But in reality, who didn't lose in those two years of competition?

"No problem," Chen Dongqing said cheerfully. "Now no one's criticizing you, because I'm here!"

Chen Dongqing's words are absolutely true. The LPL went from struggling to win a single game to struggling to lose a single game, which was really just a matter of adding one more ilex.

Without him, the LPL championship wouldn't have come until 2018.

So Uz was a little annoyed by what he heard, but couldn't find a reason to refute it, so he simply started to deal with the hot pot in front of him.

The chili oil is now boiling, and the mutton can be cooked quickly in less than ten seconds.

Chen Dongqing happily continued scrolling down and came across another post.

Why isn't Ilex Korean?

This is the right flavor.

As soon as Chen Dongqing clicked on the link, he saw that South Korean netizens seemed unable to accept the post and were furiously criticizing it.

It has to be said that South Korean netizens only play with reality.

Chen Dongqing browsed around for a bit more and found that there wasn't much interesting content left, so he turned off his phone and started focusing on the hot pot in front of him.

Lin Yuanhua was quite sensible and served Chen Dongqing a portion of duck blood.

"No need, no need," Chen Dongqing said with a grin. "I can do it myself."

"It's okay, you're the champion today, I'll do whatever you say."

The intimate conversation between the two drew sidelong glances from their teammates, who felt quite uncomfortable.

Uz pretended not to hear and took out his phone to make a video call to his girlfriend.

Aomimi is really something. It's probably around 7 or 8 a.m. in China right now, but Aomimi didn't sleep all night because of this final.

Now, several months later, Uzbekistan and Aomimi's relationship is heating up, and they are currently in the honeymoon phase.

Chen Dongqing also knew that the two of them would go a long way, all the way to marriage and children, which would be a good ending.

The group quickly finished the hotpot and then discussed whether they should go for a walk in the evening, but Linko immediately vetoed the idea.

In Brazil at night, you never know when a Graves might suddenly appear out of nowhere on the street, and you definitely can't handle that.

There was no other way but for everyone to stay within the hotel grounds.

Fortunately, this hotel is relatively upscale and has various facilities such as a gym, swimming pool, and bar.

After dinner, Chen Dongqing and Lin Yuanhua walked around the hotel for a while and eventually sat down at the hotel bar.

Listening to the deafening music in the hotel, their conversation was drowned out by the massive sound waves. Chen Dongqing could only talk intimately with his girlfriend, their faces close together.

"When are you guys going back to commentate?" Chen Dongqing asked.

"The day after tomorrow, the same day as you," Lin Yuanhua replied, "but not on the same flight. We're leaving in the morning."

The mere mention of flying inevitably brought a look of resistance to Lin Yuanhua's face. She pouted and said, "Ugh, another thirty-hour flight, so annoying."

Flying from Shanghai to South America is already one of the longest distances in the world, often involving two or three layovers. The fastest flight takes more than 20 hours, and for a more cost-effective trip, it can take 30 or 40 hours. No one can withstand that.

Chen Dongqing thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you come with me? Emirates Airlines will be a little faster, and the first-class experience will be better."

"Too expensive," Lin Yuanhua waved her hand. "I like getting things for free!"

Commentators and hosts can certainly choose to have a good experience, but the LPL won't give you that much funding; you'll have to pay for it yourself.

A single flight with Emirates Airlines can cost tens of thousands of dollars, while a host's salary is only around ten thousand dollars. A single flight can mean four or five months of unpaid work.

Chen Dongqing patted his chest: "It's okay, I'll let you get it for free!"

Lin Yuanhua hesitated, "Isn't this a bit inappropriate? The plane tickets are quite expensive, and it means I'm leaving the group."

"This little bit of money is nothing. Don't feel burdened, we're all family." Chen Dongqing now exuded an air of wealth and arrogance. He put his arm around his girlfriend and said, "Leaving the team is no big deal either, they'll understand."

"Okay!" Lin Yuanhua nodded and leaned on Chen Dongqing's shoulder.

Chen Dongqing picked up the wine glass on the table and took a small sip.

This liqueur has a very mild flavor, with a hint of lime and mint on a base of light rum.

This drink is called Mojito. Influenced by Jay Chou, it is one of the few cocktail names that Chen Dongqing knows.

But it's really not bad.

Alcohol emboldens the timid. After finishing his drink, Chen Dongqing turned to his girlfriend and whispered in her ear, "I've already let you get away with all this for free, so shouldn't you give me something in return? You promised me you'd do anything if we won the championship."

Even in the dim light of the bar, Chen Dongqing could clearly see Lin Yuanhua's ears turning red quickly.

"No way!" Perhaps because she had been beholden to him, Lin Yuanhua's tone lacked conviction. "It's too dirty!"

Chen Dongqing smiled wickedly, as if whispering a devil: "How about I take a bite?"

Although Lin Yuanhua had little experience, she was a pro at surfing the internet and immediately understood what "bite" meant.

This time she remained silent.

Chen Dongqing understood what the other person meant and drank the small amount of rum in his glass in one gulp.

The two stood up in unison and left the bar.

Twenty minutes later, Chen Dongqing sat on the bed, watching the other person squatting by the bedside and working hard. For some reason, words like "Crystal Love" and "Desert Storm" popped into his mind.

I'll definitely try it sometime when I have the chance.

(To save everyone's Qidian coins, I'll omit the following 10,000 words)

Noon the next day.

After having a good meal, the QG team arrived at the top of Monte Cristo.

I must say, the scenery here is quite nice.

Standing on the mountaintop, you can take in the entire city of Rio and the distant Atlantic Ocean.

Chen Dongqing also took out his phone to make a video call with his parents. He switched the camera to the main view and cheerfully shouted, "Arrived at the highest city in Rio, Christ the Redeemer!"

"How beautiful is Monte Cristo!" He then turned and exclaimed, "Oh my, isn't this Christ?"

Chen Dongqing looked up at the 38-meter-tall Christ statue, but his heart was not stirred.

His only impression of the Jesus statue was from the movie "2012," where it was washed away by a flood.

But it must be said that the construction is indeed magnificent.

After admiring the scenery, Chen Dongqing switched the camera to the front view and started chatting with his parents, "Alright, that's enough, right? Go to sleep! You have to go to work tomorrow."

Back home, it's already 11 or 12 at night, and my parents should be going to bed long ago.

"I should be returning tomorrow, but the return journey will take another day, so I think I'll arrive in Shanghai the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, okay, I'll definitely go back with Lin Yuanhua, don't worry, goodnight!"

Chen Dongqing hung up the video call, then put away his earphones and continued sightseeing with Lin Yuanhua.

In one day, they visited the Rio Museum, Copacabana Beach, Santa Teresa, and Bread Mountain, just like special forces.

Then, it was another tiring night.

The next morning, Chen Dongqing got up by himself and went back to his room to pack his things.

When I entered, I could see that Xiangguo was still fast asleep.

Perhaps because Chen Dongqing was not around, Xiangguo's sleeping posture became more unrestrained and carefree. He didn't even put his underwear on properly, revealing half of his buttocks, just like Jiang Bao from Kung Fu.

It also revealed a hint of loneliness.

Seeing that it was almost lunchtime and Xiangguo's luggage was still unpacked, Chen Dongqing immediately went up and gave Xiangguo a good slap on the butt until Xiangguo woke up and started spitting out Tibetan. He stopped slapping him.

Under Xiangguo's resentful gaze, Chen Dongqing quickly stuffed all his belongings into his suitcase and then dashed out of the room.

The appointed time for meeting soon arrived. Chen Dongqing and Lin Yuanhua made a phone call, and then everyone gathered in the hotel lobby on the first floor. They then drove together to the airport.

No one was surprised by Lin Yuanhua's arrival, as Chen Dongqing had told them about it the night before.

As for the plane ticket, Chen Dongqing paid for it himself using his mobile phone, so of course there wouldn't be any problem.

"My dear Tree Bro, long time no see!" Linko leaned closer, his face a mix of sarcasm and humor. "Haven't you been working too hard lately, have you?"

The last time Linko saw Chen Dongqing was on the night he won the championship.

Chen Dongqing was immune to such sarcastic remarks, and he looked towards the hotel entrance.

Unexpectedly, I also saw a group of acquaintances.

Led by Ah P, the G2 group appeared at the hotel entrance. They were already dressed in casual clothes, looking like tourists.

When Ah P saw that everyone from QG was carrying suitcases, he came up to greet them as if they were old friends.

Chen Dongqing asked, "Aren't you going back to Europe yet?"

"It's still early!" Ah P said with a smile. "We plan to stay here for a week, and today is only the fourth day."

Chen Dongqing felt ashamed upon hearing this.

It's already the end of May, and the summer seasons in all major regions are about to start in early June. The G2 guys are still having a blast in Rio. It's ridiculous.

At one point, Chen Dongqing suddenly felt a pang of envy for some teams in Europe and America.

So what if my grades are bad? I'm having a blast without any pressure!

But after thinking about it, he realized he wasn't really qualified to judge others, especially since he was somewhat unproductive in his daily life.

"See you at the World Championship?" A-P extended his fist toward Chen Dongqing.

"See you at the World Championships!" Chen Dongqing and A-P bumped fists. "I'll be waiting for you in China, so don't miss out!"

"How could that be?" Ah P waved his hand, his face full of confidence. "We're the strongest team in Europe!"

The two teams then parted ways.

Two minutes after that, several vehicles bearing the Emirates Airlines logo appeared in front of the hotel.

This is a special pick-up vehicle for Emirates Airlines, prepared exclusively for first-class customers.

Last time, the QG team was upgraded midway through the trip, so they didn't get to experience this kind of treatment. The QG team and Lin Yuanhua got into separate cars and headed straight for the airport.

The first-class lounge is quite interesting; it's equipped with food, a bar, showers, and a sleeping lounge, all of which are free and unlimited.

All I can say is that those tens of thousands of yuan weren't wasted.

After sitting quietly in the waiting room for two hours, yawning, the announcement that the flight was about to take off finally came. The QG team went through another passage in the waiting room to check in and enter the cabin.

Another long 24-hour flight.

Chen Dongqing took two naps during the flight, and when he woke up the second time, the plane had already landed at Pudong International Airport.

The QG team cheered and jumped for joy, ready to welcome this rare but short holiday.

In some ways, this 24-hour flight also has its advantages.

They landed in Shanghai just as they were getting a good meal and a good night's sleep, at 6:00 AM Shanghai time.

In other words, they don't need to adjust to the time difference; they can just go to sleep at night.

After the QG team returned to the base, they put their things away first, and Linko then began to outline their holiday schedule.

This time, Linko surprisingly didn't drag his teammates to take pictures of this or that; everything will be done after the holiday, which is a rare good thing.

Seeing that his teammates had already taken out their phones to book their return tickets, Chen Dongqing's eyes flickered.

His teammates are on vacation, but he isn't.

Because he clearly remembered that the StarCraft WCS tournament in Shanghai was about to begin.

There will be about two chapters of StarCraft storyline coming up, followed by a chapter about my daily livestream activities, introducing new games and fun antics.

For those of you who really don't like watching StarCraft, please pay attention to the chapter titles.

(End of this chapter)