LOL: Do I have to be a spinning top too?

The bus drove out of the underground parking garage of the Alliance Arena, with neon lights flashing outside the windows.

Fans were still gathered at the stadium exit, holding up signs supporting TES.

As the bus drove by, someone waved at the window and shouted something that was hard to hear.

Li Hu leaned back in his seat, looked through the car window for a few seconds, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

It feels pretty good to have fans picking you up and dropping you off.

He took out his phone; a small red dot was hanging on the WeChat icon.

It's news about Shen Jiayu.

"Tiger Brother performed very well on the field today."

"He has the bearing of a great tiger general!"

"Especially that last sentence, 'The goal is the S-series world championship,' it's very powerful!"

"It's just that you're attracting a lot of negative attention; some people are already insulting you in your club's fan forum!"

"Ha ha!"

Li Hu stared at the line of text for a few seconds, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Attracting negative attention?

He switched to Weibo and glanced at the super topic. Sure enough, there were several posts saying that he was arrogant beyond belief, wanting the S championship before even winning the Demacia Cup, a typical case of someone who had never been beaten down by society.

Some people also said that a certain AD carry who was known as a god once said, "I will win the S championship to prove that I am the world's number one AD carry."

As a result, he failed to achieve his goal even after several retirements and comebacks.

  

Li Hu switched back to WeChat without changing his expression.

This is nothing.

His top hasn't even started spinning yet!

When he gets repeatedly spun around by those top laners in the LPL or scrims, even more people will criticize him.

His fingers flew across the screen.

"First of all, I played so well today, Shen Mei can totally call me Tiger."

"Secondly, as a professional player, the only goal is to win the championship, which is absolutely correct."

"In esports, humility or arrogance depends solely on your skill and achievements."

"The audience has a set of adaptive criteria."

"What's the point of telling a player who hasn't won a championship that you're a champion?"

"To the champions, say things like 'Old Eight Champion,' 'Custom Champion,' and 'Ancient Champion!'"

"As for boomerangs?"

"I have no fear."

"A professional player who receives no attention or discussion has a completely unsuccessful career."

"Third, Shen Mei didn't study during evening self-study today; instead, she secretly watched my game?"

The message was sent, and the other party replied after a while.

Shen Jiayu sent a cute funny face emoji, followed by a line of text.

"It seems like a certain professional player is meddling a bit too much!"

"But considering how well you did today..."

"I'll reluctantly call you Brother Tiger then!"

"Tiger is amazing!"

Li Hu stared at the last five words, unable to suppress the smile on his lips.

"What are you laughing at, you little brat?"

Suddenly, a rough, honest voice came from the side.

Li Hu turned his head and saw Yu Zihan's dark, round face approaching, her small eyes sparkling with gossip.

He leaned closer to peek at the screen, but Li Hu's hand moved faster than his reaction, and he instantly put the phone back in his pocket.

"It's nothing."

"Oh……"

Qingtian drew out the word, and an extremely irritating expression appeared on his honest face, his small eyes blinking rapidly.

"girlfriend?"

"no!"

Li Hu remained unfazed:

"Just a friend who came to congratulate me on my first victory."

"I understand, I understand, I understand."

Qingtian's tone was full of the impression that I had seen through everything.

He moved closer to Li Hu, lowered his voice, and became serious:

"But you should also be careful!"

"You're still young, your career is just beginning."

"Don't get distracted by this too early."

"Many geniuses are brilliant precisely because of this..."

"Fallen".

He said this with a serious expression, unlike the usual goofy, big-eater Han who would solo with Li Hu.

Seeing the genuine concern in his eyes, Li Hu reached out and patted his large stomach.

"Don't worry, Brother Sunny."

"My will is firm."

He paused, a smile appearing on his lips:

"After we finish eating, how about we go back and practice some more?"

Sunny's expression instantly changed from worry to, "Don't come any closer!"

"what?"

"You're not going to be fighting for ages again, are you?"

"No, no, that won't happen."

Li Hu smiled and waved his hand, his tone light:

"At most, I'll play a dozen or twenty games."

"I'm dizzy!"

Qingtian leaned back, slumping into her seat, her face trembling slightly.

"Are you made of iron?"

"Just finished three official matches, and now you have to play twenty solo matches?"

"Do you know how many pounds I've lost by accompanying you on your solo game these past few days?"

"How many?"

"Eight pounds! A full eight pounds!"

Qingtian stretched out both hands to make an eight, her tone filled with grief and indignation:

"My mom said in a video call yesterday that I've lost so much weight I look terribly thin!"

Li Hu carefully examined him for a moment.

Hmm... I do seem to have lost some weight compared to ten days ago.

But it only went from being rounder to being slightly less rounder; it's still a long way from being emaciated.

"It's only eight pounds, Brother Qingtian can handle it."

"What do you mean by 'only eight jin'?!"

Qingtian rolled her eyes, but after a few seconds, she looked up and sighed helplessly.

"Okay, okay."

"For the sake of helping TES secure the victory today..."

"Just twenty rounds! Not a single more!"

He held up two fingers and waved them in front of Li Hu:

"I mean what I say. I'm going to sleep right after this fight, and I won't fight you anymore no matter what you say."

Li Hu gave him an OK sign.

The bus stopped in front of a restaurant.

Guo Hao was in a great mood today. With a wave of his hand, he found a private room and ordered a table full of dishes, including chicken, duck, fish and meat.

The private room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere, with more than a dozen people sitting around a round table, their laughter echoing as they ate.

Guo Hao stood up, holding his cup, his face flushed.

"Everyone played very well today, especially the top and jungle players. They had great teamwork and showed the style of TES."

"Reaching the Demacia Cup semi-finals is a good start."

"But our goals don't stop there. We need to bring the same spirit to every match, from the semifinals to the finals!"

"Come on, cheers!"

A dozen or so cups clinked together, the crisp sound filled with the spirit of youthful exuberance.

Li Hu put down his cup, picked up the beverage bottle, filled his own cup, then stood up and walked over to each person one by one.

He walked up to Zhou Xiang first, raising his glass with both hands.

"Teacher Zhou, thank you for digging me out of that internet cafe."

"Without you, I wouldn't be who I am today. This glass is a toast to you."

Zhou Xiang said with a smile:

"It's your own hard work that made you successful; I was just going with the flow."

The two clinked glasses and drank it all in one gulp.

Li Hu then walked up to the water mirror.

"Coach Shuijing, I am so grateful for your guidance in the training matches these past few days. You have helped me get every detail right."

That's why I was able to grow so quickly.

Shui Jing patted him on the shoulder:

"You still have a long way to go, kid. Don't be arrogant, keep working hard."

Li Hu then took the cup and walked towards his teammates from the second team.

JiaQi was engrossed in gnawing on a chicken leg when she saw him approaching. She quickly stood up, her mouth still stuffed with meat, and mumbled indistinctly:

"Tiger, you were amazing today!"

"My Draven was able to get kills entirely because you drew the enemy jungler to the top lane in the early game."

Li Hu laughed: "You played Draven and Zephyr very well today, be more confident."

"When you make it to the LPL in the future, even if we can't be teammates, you'll still be a respectable opponent."

JiaQi paused for a moment, her eyes reddening slightly, and nodded vigorously.

He walked up to Wangxiao and Xiaofang and praised their performance that day, which moved them deeply.

Finally, Li Hu walked up to Mark.

Mark is the only LPL veteran in this TES Demacia Cup roster, and also the core of today's command.

He was slowly sipping his tea when he saw Li Hu approaching, so he put down his teacup and stood up.

"Brother Mark."

Li Hu raised his glass with both hands:

"We owe today's match to your guidance. In a match of this level, we newcomers knew nothing and relied entirely on you to lead us."

"Please take good care of me in the upcoming matches, Mark."

Mark looked at him, his gaze scrutinizing, then smiled after a moment, his tone casual yet serious:

Yes, yes.

"Maybe you'll be the one taking care of me in the future. Today, I was watching Nene play Riven in the bot lane and I was sweating bullets for her."

The two clinked glasses, Li Hu tilted his head back and drank it all, and Mark also finished his tea in one gulp.

As he sat down again, Qingtian muttered to herself beside him:

"You toasted everyone but forgot about me?"

"Brother Qingtian, you can't offer a drink as a toast."

Li Hu said with a smile:

"When we get back and have a solo match, I'll show you my skills."

sunny:"……"

Guo Hao sat in the main seat, watching this scene, unable to suppress the smile in his eyes.

Having served as a club manager for so many years, he has witnessed far too many messy situations involving internal discord within teams and fierce competition among players.

But today's scene, with a group of newcomers encouraging each other and veterans and newcomers getting along well, is exactly the kind of TES he wanted to see.

He took out his phone from his pocket, opened the TES official Weibo account, and edited a post-match report.

The accompanying picture is a photo of a dinner party after the game.

The accompanying text consisted of only one line.

"Fight until you have no regrets."

The comment section became lively within ten minutes of the post being published.

Guo Hao scrolled through the comments section, then chuckled and put his phone back in his pocket. He glanced at Li Hu, who was chatting with Qing Tian.

He thought to himself:

This kid is truly capable of carrying TES's top lane.

After a satisfying meal, the bus carried everyone back to the base.

Night had fallen, and the base corridor was quiet, with only a few nightlights on.

Qingtian yawned, rubbed her round belly, and took a couple of steps toward the dormitory when she suddenly felt someone grab her arm.

He turned around and saw Li Hu's smiling face.

"Brother Qingtian, elbow."

"Are you really going to fight?"

Sunny's face instantly fell:

Aren't you tired?

"Not tired."

Li Hu's tone was firm:

"The golden period for a professional player's rise is only a few years."

"If we don't practice now, when will we?"

Looking at the intensity in his eyes, Qingtian remained silent for two seconds, then sighed and put her arm around Li Hu's shoulder.

"Alright, alright."

"But it's a deal, twenty games. I won't play with you even one more."

"If you keep shirking your responsibilities, I'll tell Hao-ge tomorrow that you're disturbing your teammates' rest."

"Not many."

In the training room, Qingtian hadn't even finished half of his twenty games when he started to regret agreeing to this madman's request.

Li Hu started the eleventh round and locked in the Crocodile.

"Brother Qingtian, let's switch to Renekton against Darius this game. Can you teach me some laning tips?"

A clear sky's wailing echoed from across the street, reverberating through the empty training room.

"Tiger, please spare me..."

"This is ridiculous..."

"Why are you getting more excited the more you lose...?"

Li Hu smiled as he adjusted the runes, and the loading screen on the monitor began to flash.

"There's nothing I can do, Brother Qingtian."

"How do you get stronger without being spun around like a top?"