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Weak burst

The son has not seen each other for half a year.

After Lu Benwei slammed the door and left, he kept thinking whether he was really right.

He has been getting along with Lu Benwei in his own way. He hopes that Lu Benwei's future will be extremely bright, and he hopes that his son will become famous and honor his ancestors and not be idle like him.

As time went on, he heard different Lu Benwei from more and more people.

"Uncle Lu, you said that your son is RNG's top laner Black? Why didn't you say so earlier."

"Damn it, I'm going to brag to others, my neighbor is Lu Benwei"

"Old Lu, your son is promising, it's all on TV"

"Look how many years we have been relatives, can you take my son to work in that chicken?"

"He is now a well-known player in the country."

"Old Lu, you have a good son."

...

He also tried to understand the game of League of Legends: "Little Ma, let Uncle Lu watch this game too."

The light and shadow on the computer screen intertwined, and he couldn't understand a word. Until he saw Lu Benwei's face.

It's been a long time since I saw my son smiling so happily.

He cared too much about his son's tomorrow, but never paid attention to his son's today.

Although he and his son were under the same roof every day, he didn't really get along with his son a few times, and he just absent-mindedly urged his son to eat, sleep and do homework every day. The relationship between him and Lu Benwei is more like the relationship between a teacher, a doctor, a driver, a warden, a logistics minister, a bank president, a student, a patient, a passenger, a prisoner, a soldier, and a customer rather than a father and son. He has never experienced the joy of being a father.

He hated himself for waking up too late.

"I certify for my son: the account bound to my ID number has been used by my son."

Lu Benwei's eyes were red.

He clearly remembers his father's expression of resentment every time he was caught out of the Internet cafe. His father, who had always regarded e-sports as a scourge, would appear in court to defend himself. Thinking of his father will escort his dream.

From the bottom of his heart, he is proud of having such a father.

Pu Duanhang's face was very ugly, and he was about to leave the field cursing, but Lu Benwei rushed over to block his way, staring at him viciously.

"What? You still want to hit me?" Pu Duanhang looked at Lu Benwei with disdain.

"Come here, come here." Pu Duanhang lowered his head and pointed to his forehead: "Please kill me, hee hee"

Xiaohu and Xiaoming rushed over and stood on both sides of Lu Benwei, Tabe rushed over and grabbed Lu Benwei's hand to warn Lu Benwei not to be impulsive, this is a global live broadcast, and he represents the image of the Chinese people!

Lu Benwei laughed suddenly, his eyes became fierce, and he slowly raised his hand.

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"If something unexpected happens, remember to cut the screen in time"

"Don't worry about this, I'm a professional photographer"

This is a conversation between photographer Ichimura and the person in charge of the fist event.

At this moment, Yicun was stunned. He never thought that Lu Benwei would dare to do this. The camera stared at Lu Benwei, and a lonely figure was sent into the live broadcast of every audience by satellite.

Thousands of players from different countries held their breath in front of the screen, their eyes widened and they couldn't believe their eyes.

This is the first Chinese teenager who dared to openly mock Koreans in a foreign territory. Lu Benwei used his behavior to tell the world that I f***ingly despise what you are doing.

What Lu Benwei despises is not just Park Duan Diao, what Lu Benwei despises is the entire Korean e-sports, the Korean e-sports that Koreans are proud of.

Countless Chinese players felt something rolling violently in their chests, and the commentator Guan Zeyuan yelled "Damn!" in their ears. When calling EDG awesome before, there were many people who didn't play games and didn't understand the meaning, but Lu Benwei's international gestures were not understood by anyone present.

shopping mall.

School.

factory.

dormitory.

district.

office building.

There were bursts of howls like mountains and seas, and the voice of Lu Benwei from the previous generation seemed to ring in my ears.

"From now on, all the audience, all stand up!!!"

Everyone seemed to have heard the call, vented their inner displeasure, and shouted forgetfully:

"Lu Benwei is amazing!"

"이녀석은너무건방지구나"

"oh my god"

"Damn it, brothers who feel crazy, go crazy." Sika also boiled.

"At this time, it's enough to use Crazy and Lu Benwei, don't use other things." Sun Yalong directly turned into a middle-aged anti-Korean man.

"I like this kid." Umbrella Emperor smiled from ear to ear.

"I'm tm coming back straight away" Uzi raised the knife again.

"It's kind of helping us out." Smiling, he remembered the incident of unplugging the network cable many years ago.

"He shouldn't have violated any regulations by doing this, right?" 957 had a sliver of reason remaining.

"Are you really going to choose DK?" Tabe was afraid that Lu Benwei would lose his mind.

RNG is 10-0 in the group stage, and can choose opponents according to regulations.

DK8-2 ranked second.

"I've given it serious consideration, Coach."

"RNG has participated in three mid-season games, S6, S8, and S11. Every time RNG takes the first place, it is the fourth place. It has been adhering to this strategy to win two championships." Tabe tried to use history to convince Lu Benwei.

"If Brother Hei decides to play DK, then I will support it too," Xiao Ming said seriously.

"Xiao Ming..." Even though we have only known each other for half a year, Lu Benwei is still happy to meet a friend like Xiao Ming.

"The South Korean team is not that scary," Xiaohu expressed his support.

"I always listen to Brother Hei." Xiaowei believed in Lu Benwei.

"Just do DK" Gala's bloodiness also came up with few words.

Lu Benwei suddenly remembered what Li Yunlong said.

"Elite? I'm fucking elite!"