Six people, five computers, one goal - to win.
From a substitute in the intramural competition, to a dark horse in the Jiangcheng Division, to the national college league champion, to the LPL professional arena, and to the world stage. They won, lost, cried, and laughed. I have been looked down upon and remembered by others.
Here are the most vulgar ways to play - stealing towers, stealing dragons, squatting in the grass, and typing on a public screen to get in the mood. Here are the most damaging brothers - they call each other "bad" when they win, and they call each other "bad" when they lose. Here are the stupidest confessions - "If you win, I'll treat you to milk tea", "The third cup will be later". There is the most dazzling light here - when the golden rain falls, everyone is crying, only Lin Mo is smiling.
"My name is Lin Mo, ADC. I play well. I look pretty good. I'm single. Does my senior have a boyfriend?" - This is the beginning.
