The members of the IG team next door, including Mr. Wang, couldn't sit still. On the stage of the International Invitational Tournament, all Chinese teams are friendly forces. Everyone hopes that each other can go further instead of giving up on themselves.
The reason for all this starts with a handful of massacred training matches.
After the players entered the room, the training match quietly started. The IG team noticed that the opponent's mid laner Chen Tianyu seemed to have changed his ID.
y.douyutv was replaced by a name he had never seen before.
"Chen Tianyu changed his ID?"
"I guess so, it's not important."
IG's mid laner 430 didn't take this detail seriously, and no matter who it was, he played it correctly.
After a training match, the Nanhu team lost again without any suspense. Gu Yun did not turn the tide or change the world.
This world is so real. Even though Gu Yun has the biggest golden finger of rebirth, competitive sports are very cruel.
The ultimate in all sports depends on one-in-a-million talents and perseverance.
Before Gu Yun was reborn, like thousands of Internet-addicted teenagers, he had fantasized about standing on the stage of the Dota 2 International Invitational Tournament.
He has good talent and even formed a team to win many competitions during his college years. From TI2 to TI11, he has maintained a high level of competitiveness for many years.
This is also the reason why when he was just reborn, he was able to rely on his more than ten years of Dota experience and advanced understanding to quickly reach the top of the ladder.
But it has been nearly a year since he was reborn. His advanced understanding of the game is still there, but the amount of training is obviously not keeping up with the team members.
He has countless work to do, several confidantes to accompany him, studies and affairs to deal with...
The dream of going to Seattle and standing on the top podium of TI can only be left to the team members.
Who says that winning a trophy as a coach does not count as realizing a dream?
During daily solo training with the team members, Gu Yun relied on the fact that the team members had just come into contact with Dota 2, but he had been immersed in it for nearly ten years and was often able to crush the opponent.
It didn't take long for Chen Tianyu to easily defeat Gu Yun in the mid lane laning, and then the Refuser, Domineering, Liu Xing, and Dy.
Ten years can't match the feeling of a few months. Gu Yun felt jealous and crazy. He realized that his talent was not good enough.
At least among the eighty players from the sixteen strongest teams in the world, his talent is not ranked at all.
After losing his solo game for the last time, Gu Yun never played Dota 2 again, not even once. He just stood behind and became a mouthy player who pointed out the world.
It’s good to be a coach with open eyes.
He found his position.
So this time, he was suppressed in all aspects in the training match against 430's mid laner.
Although he has ten years of experience and understanding of the game ahead of him, his ability to compete hard in the lane is a matter of time and effort. If he doesn't advance, he will retreat.
More importantly, the Nanhu team's play style has always been to protect the mid laner and highlight the importance of the mid laner. When a single player's ability is suppressed, the frequently roaming support team seems to have lost its soul.
There was silence in the training room.
Except for Gu Yun, the other four people vaguely realized that if the situation did not change, their dreams and this trip to Seattle would probably end like this.
"Are you still fighting?"
Liu Xing's voice was a little hoarse, and he suddenly felt a trace of regret. Did he hold back his temper just now and avoid conflict with Chen Tianyu, so that the current result would not have occurred?
Cheng Yingying, who had disappeared for a long time, returned to the room.
Behind us are the entire IG team, as well as Mr. Wang.
"Xiao Gu, I heard from the assistant that you guys had a little conflict? Was it really you just now? Where is Chen Tianyu?"
Prince Wang glanced at Gu Yun's big screen from the corner of his eye, and his heart was full of surprise.
It was a loss, but Gu Yun was actually able to play well in a duel of this level.
Simply shocking.
He is also a club owner, but Wang Gongzi's own game level is not worth mentioning.
"Brother Cong, I'm sorry to make you laugh."
Gu Yun sighed, stood up and looked out the window, "Chen Tianyu doesn't want to fight, I'm going to fight for him tomorrow."
"How does this work?"
Before Mr. Wang could answer the call, 430 next to him seemed a little excited.
"Xiao Gu, it's normal to have conflicts within the team. The Malays in our team often put pressure on us. Just let it go. Don't act out of emotion!"
The flowering period of professional players is very short, and the once-a-year Ti is an extremely precious opportunity for any professional player.
No professional player would make fun of Ti, including Chen Tianyu.
...
It was already late at night when Gu Yun and his party found a drunk Chen Tianyu in a bar in Seattle.
Looking at Chen Tianyu who was vomiting and having diarrhea, the members of the Nanhu team looked desperate.
The statement that the coach came on temporarily is obviously a decision made by a few young people in a hurry, and Gu Yun is not at the top level of Chen Tianyu.
Tomorrow morning is the main match, and the main mid laner is drunk and unconscious. What should we do now?
"While you were training, Chen Tianyu kept peeking at the door."
After returning to the hotel, everyone took turns taking care of the unconscious Chen Tianyu, and Cheng Yingying found the opportunity to speak.
Everyone was speechless.
Unlike the countless quarrels during training, no one gave the stubborn boy a step back this time, and no one chased him out to make him come back and continue fighting.
Instead, it was Gu Yun who came on the field in person, and Chen Tianyu suddenly realized that this coach, who was similar to them in age, might be serious.
Looking at the five people mingling together, Chen Tianyu felt indescribably uncomfortable.
Forget it, since I no longer have a stage, and since I can't win no matter how hard I fight, let's forget it.
There was a game the next day, and no one planned the tactics, and no one told him how to play tomorrow.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Faced with this high-intensity pressure and the atmosphere within the team, he chose to escape, broke the jar, ran to the pub and got drunk.
There are only six hours left before the game.
"It may have been an angry comment at first, but now, it seems that I am the only one who is in charge."
Putting the unconscious Chen Tianyu in a room alone, Gu Yun took out a pen and paper and already had a plan in mind.
"Come, let's talk to everyone about tomorrow's tactics."
...
Benaroya Concert Hall, a concert hall located in downtown Seattle, cost approximately US$12 billion to build and opened in September 1998.
Before TI, this concert hall located in the center of Seattle was simply associated with art: music and movies, among which symphony is the most famous. Classical and elegant are the most obvious qualities of the Naroa Concert Hall.
However, when the TI2 competition takes place in such a classical and elegant concert hall, it will be like an adventurer from the future meeting a rich girl from a wealthy family. There will definitely be different sparks.
This summer is a feast for dota players.
Before reaching the main entrance, you can see people walking slowly forward with Dota2 accessories hanging on their backpacks.
Slowly, there are more and more people. Everyone has begun to line up spontaneously to enter. The leader of the Chinese tour group is on the roadside, helping some Chinese people who come to Seattle to watch the game for the first time to guide them, and also gives the Chinese audience an exclusive small space.
red flag.
When you enter the venue, there are adults and children who cosplay. It’s really amazing to feel that everyone around you is just like you, playing the same game.
The same game, the same dream. Although everyone has different skins and different languages, in the world of Dota 2, it feels really great to be able to talk for a long time just by mentioning a hero.
On the grass outside the stadium, there were some people resting outside watching the game on the big screen. From time to time, a NICE sound was erupted due to a wave of wonderful operations, and there was an endless stream of whistles. This is a completely different feeling from watching the game on the screen.
Just like reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles, go to the scene once and leave no regrets for your youth.
Loser bracket, knockout round.
The Nanhu team enters.
The opponent is the M5 team led by the ancient god Vigoss.
The organizer received a substitution request from the Nanhu team in advance. Player Chen Tianyu was unable to compete due to physical discomfort, and head coach Gu Yun was substituted.
The game officially begins at 9 a.m. Seattle time.
This is the first time in Gu Yun's life and as a player that he has stood on the highest stage that he has dreamed of. Compared with other team members, his inner excitement is indescribable.
"Just follow my instructions before the game and play freely. It will be no problem."
In the loser's bracket match with zero error tolerance, there is only one chance to continue. The whole team of Nanhu team is already standing on the edge of the cliff.
Among the several Chinese teams that went to Seattle this time, except for the Nanhu team that did not perform well in the group stage and fell into the loser's group, the rest were all players in the winner's group.
Everyone in the viewing area looked at the Nanhu team that had changed players on the spot, with sighs in their voices.
"Without the mid laner, it's a waste of time."
"If they really have it, the coach will be a substitute on the spot, so it's better to just give up."
"It's a pity. Team Nanhu is almost invincible in China. I don't know why it's like this."
Game start.
The tactics laid out by Gu Yun were very simple. His plan was uncharacteristic and he chose to play the mid laner.
Tian Ji's horse racing is one of the most classic game theories in ancient China. Gu Yun is undoubtedly an inferior horse among the mid laners in this Ti. Under this premise, it is not so necessary to forcefully maintain the mid lane position.
He chose a team-oriented mid laner, gave up on laning, and fully unleashed the personal abilities of the other two lanes.
Since there is a gap in my strength, don't rely on me. I don't need help in the early stage. I won't farm money during fights. I don't even need to focus on resources.
His heart was extremely restless, time was turned back, and by chance, he once again stepped into the competition room as a player.
This is not a small domestic competition, this is a stage for the world's strongest players to shine.
...
Chen Tianyu woke up.
When I opened my heavy eyelids, I saw the clock hanging high in the hotel.
Seattle time, 14:00.
Holy shit!
It's over.
Chen Tianyu felt a chill in his heart. He was so hungover that the whole team was probably already packing their luggage and preparing to go home, right?
Thinking of his choice to escape last night, Chen Tianyu looked at the entire page of unread new messages on his phone, his hands trembling, not daring to face it.
Comrades who once fought side by side chose to break out after remaining silent.
Liu Xing sent two WeChat messages one after another, first an apology, and then a screen full of question marks.
The rejecter with the best connections angrily asked him: "Do you want to destroy my dream to be happy?"
Messages like this made his original fear and fear deepen.
Only coach Gu Yun's WeChat did not scold him. He just told him calmly in the same tone as before.
"Just contact Cheng Yingying when you wake up."
Like a robot with empty eyes, Chen Tianyu mechanically found Cheng Yingying's phone number and dialed it.
"Sister Yingying, it's me."
"you're awake?"
"Yes, why aren't you at the hotel? You won't leave me and go back to China, right?"
"Why go back to China? We are competing at the venue!"
Playing at a venue?
After Cheng Yingying left an instruction to come over quickly, Chen Tianyu was shocked by these five words and could not recover for a long time.
He raised his head again and looked at the clock hanging high.
If I remember correctly, the first round of the loser's bracket was at nine o'clock in the morning...
So now?
Chen Tianyu vaguely thought of something that was almost impossible to happen. He jumped out of bed and quickly put on his clothes. Without even bothering to wash his face, he ran towards the competition venue as fast as he could.
Benaroya Concert Hall.
There was a huge crowd at the entrance of the venue, and when he wanted to enter, some people even asked him to sign autographs.
"Cty? Are you feeling better? Come on!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Come in quickly, everyone, make way for the contestants!"
As soon as he entered the venue, Chen Tianyu was attracted by the scene on the big screen.
It turns out that we...were not eliminated.
The one still fighting on the screen is his own team.
Team Nanhu.
Sitting in the mid lane position is coach Gu Yun.
They reached the second round of the lower bracket and faced the powerful North American team, EG.
The two sides were close to each other, and the situation looked very tense.
Top professional players have their own judgment on the situation. Although the mid laner's economy and statistics are only in the middle and not very outstanding, the team is surprisingly balanced and the support resources are surprisingly good.
This...is this my teammate?
Chen Tianyu's eyes widened in surprise when he saw Liu Xing wielding Rubick and using his jumping knife to steal the key skill of the mystery, Black Hole, and successfully turn the situation around.
Thrilling cheers came from the audience seats.
In the second round of the loser group, the perfect performance of the auxiliary position pushed the emotions of the audience to the highest point.
"Too damn strong!"
"xingxing,X-god!"
"congratulations!"
The languages may not be the same, but the emotions expressed are irrespective of nationality.
It turns out that my teammates can win the game even without me.
It turns out that when the coach comes on the bench and gives corresponding resources to his teammates, my teammates will become so strong.
It turns out that it was me who was holding back the entire team?
An indescribable emotion spread in Chen Tianyu's chest.
He once chased such a dream. When chasing the dream, he imagined that he was the first person. No matter whether he was second or third, he could only be first. We have to win.
Chen Tianyu still remembers the moment when he crushed all his opponents and won the championship in the Genius Youth Cup.
Facing the interview, his words were extremely simple: "No, I don't want to be 430, I want to be the number one player in Dota."
He has won before and thinks he will always win. Even if he doesn't win, it will only be temporary.
He loved his dream too much and was too naive. When he hit the first ceiling in his life, he began to squander his talent, and he lost the opportunity.
It is precisely because this is his dream and he has worked so hard to pursue it that when the dream is lost, it will be doubly painful.
It hurts even with just the slightest touch.
For example, Waterloo in the group stage, or the whole team's indifference to him.
All of these finally turned into regret when they saw the Nanhu team win again.
Why should I give up such happiness?
What can compare to the joy of immersing yourself in chasing your dreams?
Chen Tianyu had a dream when he was hungover.
In his dream, he missed this TI and has never won the highest honor in his career since then.
Only when we have done so many wrong things and realize that we have wasted so many years and deviated so far from our dreams, that we can no longer react so quickly or click so accurately, do we realize that we can never go back.
Only in the dream did he realize that this was the regret of youth and the price of growth.
Everyone has experienced such a process, maybe not Dota or sports, but we all have had such a dream.
In those years, we had girls we couldn't catch up with, basketball we couldn't play, games we couldn't win, students we didn't send out, and academics we couldn't pass. Those were dreams we couldn't grasp.
This is true youth, youth that burns like a fiery flame.
When Chen Tianyu woke up from his dream and saw a reality that was different from the dream, the game was over. In front of him were his teammates with complicated expressions and the coach who came on as a substitute.
"Oh, you're awake."
Unlike others who had cold and frosty faces, Gu Yun's attitude was actually very gentle.
Just as he had encouraged Chen Tianyu in the past, he greeted the talented young man gently.
It was as if he just accidentally got lost and took a walk outside, instead of making an unforgivable mistake in the eyes of his teammates - running away from the battlefield.
Chen Tianyu's eyes were moist.
He reviewed his behavior in his dream, and once viewed himself as Gu Yun.
A talented player indulges himself like this. What kind of mood does Gu Yun have to tolerate him like this, or even come on as a substitute to finish the game without saying a word?
He thought for a long time, maybe because of "trust".
Coach Gu Yun always believes that as long as he goes through the first hurdle with all his strength, when he wakes up and sees his trustworthy teammates and the atmosphere of unity, he will come back.
Looking at the abuse and blame on the whole screen of his mobile phone, he deeply felt sorry for his teammates who he spent time with day and night.
The proud Chen Tianyu found it difficult to face them.
However, coach Gu Yun supported him as always and never blamed him.
"You're finally back."
What he was afraid of, what he was afraid of, what he was worried about, and the layers of pressure and anguish that were thicker and thicker, all collapsed in the eyes and words called "forgiveness" and were vented in an instant.
He could no longer hold back his tears.
At this moment, the lost boy finally found redemption.
He finally understood that the strongest warriors did not rely on strong armor and strong bodies, but on the determination to survive and survive no matter what difficulties and setbacks they encountered.
He couldn't help crying. What he was crying was full of regret for his actions. He made a decision at this moment. He didn't want to escape, and he wouldn't escape anymore. He chose to become a true warrior until the end of the world.
