Both the Kills and You Are Mine

In the end, Mu Wanwan did not go to the cake shop.

She was about to tear off the cracked toughened film, when she received a call from Brother Yang.

The other party's voice is serious: "You will go back to the base right now, and you have something to discuss."

After saying goodbye to Lin Jiu, the two of them got into the car non-stop, and not long after they drove out, Pei Lu's phone also rang.

Pei Lu didn't have the habit of answering the phone by car, so he handed the phone over: "It's Brother Yang, you can pick it up for me."

Mu Wanwan uttered a cry, and then turned on the speaker.

"Where have you been? Go back to the base now, something serious happened!"

I've never seen Brother Yang look so anxious. Mu Wanwan couldn't help but ask: "We are on the way back, what happened?"

"...Why are you together?" After Brother Yang asked, he felt that this question seemed a little irrelevant now, "Forget it, just come back quickly."

"It's very soon," Pei Lu said, "It's going to be speeding sooner."

Back at the base, Pei Lu skillfully drove the car into the garage, and the two entered the building through the back door together.

The two went straight to the meeting room.

Xiao Roubao and the others were already sitting inside. Seeing them, Xiao Roubao said, "You guys are finally back."

"What's the matter," Pei Lu looked around, "Where is Brother Yang?"

"Calling outside," Xiao Roubao finished saying, adding, "The official LPL staff, You Long's... the call never stopped."

Just after speaking, Brother Yang came in, still talking on the phone.

"What I was thinking about was... well, I didn't say this, just said that you had negotiated with me before, and I and the person in charge have repeatedly confirmed that we can participate in the final relegation match... What? Was it fired? After resigning, don't the things that I and you discussed before don't count?"

Finally, he hung up the phone angrily, and even exploded with a swear word.

Seeing them, he threw his phone to Table Mountain, "I'm back?"

"What happened?" Pei Lu repeated.

"I was pitted," Brother Yang said angrily. "The person in charge who I contacted before retiring said that after we retired, the points of the following matches were all zero by default. As usual, we finally participated in the relegation match. If you win, you can get it. To qualify for the next summer split, I think it’s okay for you to win the relegation round... Now that person has retorted."

The spring relegation match, as the name suggests, retains the qualifications for the next season.

The LPL is divided into two parts: regular season and playoffs. The top eight teams in the regular season will enter the playoffs and continue to compete; correspondingly, the lower-ranked teams will also have corresponding "penalties" measures, and the points will be ranked. The last four teams need to play a relegation match. If they lose, they will be relegated from LPL to LSPL-League of Legends League. The team position is replaced by a team that has been promoted from LSPL.

Since it is a downgrade, the grade and strength of LSPL are naturally left behind by LPL.

After adding so many things, Yang Ge only felt a headache—in fact, they didn't plan to retire before.

Because LPL explicitly prohibits abstention, otherwise it will be prohibited from participating in all competitions organized by Tencent, and the suspension is for one year.

But Xiaohui is not only unable to keep up in terms of strength, but his hand injury has been relatively serious recently, occasionally playing one or two games is fine.

At this point, the TS five players have one substitute, one suspension and one hand injury, so they can't make up five people.

So he had no choice but to deal with it. In the end, it was hard to get the qualification for this relegation match, and his money and connections were all hemorrhages.

Xiao Roubao is anxious: "Then we are banned for one year now?"

The one-year suspension is too hurt for a team that has just injected new blood and is ambitious towards the global finals.

Brother Yang didn't speak, frowning and reading the newly received WeChat.

Pei Lu asked: "Are there any other solutions."

"Still discussing," said Brother Yang, "Although the rules say so, I have read the terms, and the final punishment power is officially owned-that is, regardless of how the rules are written, and finally they will punish whatever they say."

"The official has no reason to embarrass us," Brother Tiger was inexplicably, "Since it is not allowed, why didn't you explain it to us at the time?"

"I don't know, I'm waiting..." Before Brother Yang finished speaking, the phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, "coming."

Mu Wanwan asked subconsciously: "Who?"

Pei Lu glanced at him: "The new person in charge of the event."

Brother Yang tapped to answer.

There was a smile in the conversation, with a relaxed tone: "Luo Yang, long time no see, have you eaten dinner?"

It's almost eleven o'clock, these scenes are really crooked.

Brother Yang said with a smile: "Where can I eat now."

"Don't, you still have to eat," the person in charge asked after a pause, "Are there anyone else near you?"

This is what it means to talk privately.

Brother Yang did not change his face: "No."

Mu Wanwan raised his hand to cover his mouth, but did not dare to let out the atmosphere.

"That's it... The one who discussed with you before was to let you play the relegation match, right?"

"Yes."

"He was not a bad check. Our intention at the beginning was indeed to let you compete for places in the relegation match. After all, you are a force majeure factor and you are not retiring maliciously, and we can understand it internally."

Going around, that is to say, I can’t click, Brother Yang hummed, and patiently said, "What is the situation now? Let me just say that. The chat records between me and that person at the time were saved for safety. Backup."

"Young people, don't be so aggressive," the person in charge said, "We can't give you this guarantee because there will be some changes in the competition system."

Brother Yang asked: "Are we the victims of changes in the competition system?"

"We will not target any team. Don't worry, we have already discussed the solution. We will discuss it tomorrow when we meet?"

When Brother Yang heard the penultimate sentence, he was secretly relieved, his tone was fairly gentle, and it sounded like there was room for turning back.

He smiled bitterly: "If you don't tell me clearly now, why can I still sleep tonight?"

"Hahaha, let's go, then I will tell you briefly," the person in charge said, "As far as you retired, a total of three games have been missed-to be honest, in fact, the one who asked you to retire at the beginning The decision made was very wrong, which is why I am now on top."

... Mu Wanwan unexpectedly heard a bit of thanks in these words.

"There are twelve teams, one is missing, and it is very difficult for us to arrange the schedule later. Adding to the sudden change of the competition system for next year... In short, the result of our discussion is that TS does not withdraw, but only withdraws."

"What means?"

"That's - you will play the next spring game, and the three missed games in the front will be regarded as defeats and there will be no points."

Brother Yang was inexplicable: "We only have four people, how do we fight?"

"We have discussed this and agreed to let you add players."

...

Mu Wan opened her mouth late, and the phrase "I rely on" was about to blur out. Fortunately, Pei Lu was quick in his hands and came up first to cover her mouth.

A scent of shower gel penetrated her nose.

Brother Yang was also stunned.

No player has ever participated in an LPL competition halfway through.

After hanging up the phone, Pei Lu immediately let go of Mu Wanwan.

Only then did Mu Wanwan spit out a long sentence: "...I rely on it."

"What's this and what?" The others were also in a state of surprise, Xiaoroubao said, "It means we want us to pack up and go back to play the spring game? Is it official like this?"

Only Pei Lu found out that something was wrong: "How do they plan to change the competition system in the second half of the year?"

Brother Yang shook his head: "...I don't know. But the changes that allow them to make an exception to break so many rules will definitely not be small changes."

He rubbed his eyebrows, "It is estimated that it has been settled over there, and tomorrow's discussion should be about the change of players and the official notice."

Brother Hu remembered the key point: "If we can add more players, who do we start with?"

The eyes of several people all turned to Mu Wanwan's face.

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Brother Yang immediately calmed down and said his own opinion: "My suggestion is that if we really want to continue participating, we don't have to go late."

Pei Lu placed his right hand under the table and gently clenched it into a fist. There was still warmth and lipstick left by the **** his palm, which was a little hot: "Why?"

"He also said just now that we missed three games and they are not counted as points." Brother Yang opened the book and wrote down a few numbers. "Our points... currently only 1, which is now in Group A. For the first few teams, if we are late, we must play very well later in order to enter the playoffs-but Group A has MA and GGX, which is very difficult. In this case, it is better to keep the late. The big move for the summer games."

Mu Wanwan couldn't hear anything.

Just thinking that she might be playing a game, she felt numb in her scalp, numb in her hands and feet... and numb in her butt.

What is this strange disease.

She didn't have this emotion during the college entrance examination...

"I don't agree." Pei Lu said without thinking.

Brother Yang said, "Why?"

"She is our team member, it's not a big move," Pei Ludao, "In the beginning, you want to keep a sense of mystery. I don't have any comments when you accumulate to the official announcement, but the competition is different. This spring game can be used as training. You There is no need to hold her so tightly."

Brother Yang was silent.

Pei Lu continued: "You have to have confidence in us and in her. She is not a firework that disappears. She can play this season and she can also play next season."

Brother Yang sighed and nodded slightly: "It's my mentality that is wrong, sorry...I'll ask you in advance, are you okay?"

"no."

have.

"no problem."

The problem is big.

Mu Wanwan seemed to be schizophrenic at this time, replied with another thought in his heart.

what happened?

Yesterday she was counting the duration of the live broadcast with her fingers, why did she suddenly inform her that she was going to play in the arena today? ?

After Brother Yang left, Mu Wanwan was still sitting.

Pei Lu got up: "Let's go, go out for training."

Mu night did not move.

Pei Lu stopped and looked back in doubt.

Mu Wanwan took a few deep breaths back and forth, and failed several times before reaching out to Pei Lu.

"...You give me a hand, my legs are a little soft."