Chapter 1: You little punk are destined to win a championship
Liang Yan sat in the coffee shop waiting for someone, looking through the glass window at the fine drizzle outside.
The sky was dark; in the depths of the rain curtain, a net bar's neon sign gave off a hazy glow, and pedestrians in raincoats or holding umbrellas on the road resembled blurry silhouettes from a painting, as if the whole world had been overlaid with a blur filter.
In Liang Yan's eyes, this scene carried a strong sense of era.
Liang Yan usually wouldn't come to a coffee shop.
Today he had an appointment.
But now, nearly half an hour past the agreed time, the person still hasn't shown up.
The other party isn't even replying to messages.
If nothing unexpected happens, he probably got stood up……
Probably……
Liang Yan gazed resentfully at the rain that looked like wind and mist, feeling somewhat irritable; he sat a while longer, finally gathered his scattered thoughts, and lowered his head to glance at his phone.
【Not even the other one replied……
【They said the S6 King's rank is high in value, but Xuan Shen messed me up.】
Seeing his phone's inbox empty and blank, Liang Yan really couldn't hold back.
Last week, he separately sent his resume to the recruitment mailboxes of several domestic clubs, hoping to get a tryout opportunity.
But perhaps they looked down on Liang Yan's rank score, which had just reached the average line of the national server King tier;
or perhaps because League of Legends is currently hugely popular worldwide, and the major teams aren't short of people;
In short, several emails had been sent out days ago, and Liang Yan only received a vague reply saying the youth training base is in this city and they could meet and chat.
As a result, the other party stood him up.
The remaining emails were like stones sunk in the sea, silently disappearing without a trace.
「Forget it, LPL is out of reach for now. 」
Liang Yan picked up the water cup in front of him, drank the free boiled water the coffee shop provided in one gulp, picked up his phone, and got up to leave.
After walking ten-plus minutes, he returned to his lodging in this city—a single room under ten square meters in a youth hostel, rented monthly.
Sitting before the computer and thinking a moment, Liang Yan opened his browser, logged into his email, went to the compose page, and began clacking away on the keyboard.
He was writing an English email.
Liang Yan had just turned eighteen this year, graduated from vocational college, half a year ago left the orphanage with his belongings, and came to this big city.
If following his previous life's path, he should now be on a factory assembly line, tightening screws while self-studying, preparing to take the adult college entrance exam.
Now, with his past-life experience as a foundation, he directly skipped this step.
As a reborn person, many roads lie before Liang Yan; picking any one at random could lead to the pinnacle of life, and it's not absolutely necessary to go pro.
But he can't resist the heavens pressing down on his head and force-feeding him.
——He has activated a cheat.
The time Liang Yan returned to is the day he left the orphanage with his belongings; at the same time, he obtained a miraculous "Win One Match, Gain One Point" system.
There's not much to say about it.
In this life, not winning several S titles would be letting himself down.
Especially thinking that in his previous life, the two Korean teams met in the Bird's Nest during S7, Liang Yan's heart ignited with a burst of fire—this must never happen again!
Thus Liang Yan played against bots for half a year, nearly maxing out his four attributes, before he began officially climbing the ranks.
He was about to make his debut.
But as soon as he started, he got slapped by reality.
But the other party was extremely unreasonable.
If you change your mind, just say so openly; what's the point of standing someone up and not replying to WeChat?
Too unfair!
【From now on, to rise above others I must step on them...】
Liang Yan muttered complaints in his heart, quickly finished the email, and together with his simple resume sent it off to several foreign teams.
Then he opened the League of Legends client, intending to continue climbing to raise his rank.
He naturally knows that domestic society runs on connections; a pure newcomer wanting to break into pro play must rely on industry referrals.
But thinking about it, if he reaches first place on the national server, asking for a tryout opportunity isn't too much, right?
Preparing both ways is never wrong.
Liang Yan is planning it that way.
Actually, he himself didn't hold much hope for those few emails he just sent out.
As a result, before he could finish one ranked match——
Ding—!
A pop-up alert for a new email appeared from the lower-right corner of the computer desktop:
【Joinus! Wedefinitelyneedyou!Comeon!】
Absolutely need you?
This email subject looks a bit like spam, a bit like a scam……
Liang Yan shrunk the game to a small window, while treating the King players in the match as livestock to be slaughtered, and with the subtle feeling of having been drawn as a super SSR card, he opened the email:
【Liang,hello!
【WeareG2fromtheEU. Imocelote,theownerofG2,andImpersonallyinvitingyou……】
Holy crap, G2!
Liang Yan was shocked; he never expected his first benefactor to be G2 from the S6 era!
If I remember correctly…… at that time G2 had just achieved the CS→EU championship→MSI three-peat accomplishment.
But shortly after, they got a 2-8 at MSI, and European netizens affectionately called it G28.
For many domestic netizens of this era, G2 was still a pure new team, and Perkz's title of "Europe's new law king" was merely self-indulgence among its few fans in the Europe Region.
But G2's rise was not a fleeting bloom.
Starting this year, the entire Europe Region will gradually become a scene of "G2 beating FNC live".
This team does have strength.
It's just that lacking a top-tier core figure, they have always fallen just short of winning the S-series championship.
If I join now……
Liang Yan glanced at the email interface.
The email personally written by the owner of the G2 team seemed quite sincere.
Moreover, the other party was not inviting him for a tryout.
But rather, they wanted to sign a contract directly!
Liang Yan finished thinking, picked up his phone, and dialed the number in the email.
Ocelote responded enthusiastically.
And he gave a firm promise: "As long as you come, I will definitely sign."
Although Ocelote has an explosive temper, a foul mouth, and holds grudges, his character is not bad.
The other party also had no need to deceive in this matter, after all gaining no benefit.
"Alright, I'll contact you later."
International long-distance call fees were extremely high; the impoverished Liang Yan didn't chat long with Ocelote, and after confirming the other's attitude, he hung up.
His index finger tapped the desk rhythmically.
The contract for the second team.
Put bluntly, it's not much different from youth training.
Is it worth going?
Liang Yan weighed it seriously in his mind, and the trajectory of G2's team formation appeared in his thoughts.
This team was founded in the S4 season, formed by retired professional player Ocelote, initially named Gamers2.
Ocelote is both owner and coach; this ID was his when he was active, his real name is Carlos, domestically known as Ka Lao Si, because he served as the background board for the Europe law king Xpeke Kassadin's famous stealing-base scene in S2, giving him considerable global fame.
Since the team's founding, G2 struggled in the Challenger Series for three seasons.
Finally, last year they fortunately met the benefactor Perkz.
Under Perkz's leadership, G2 quickly escaped the Europe secondary league of mutual pecking among weak teams, securing a place in the top league.
Now, under the Europe League's regulations, G2 must form a second team to participate in the Challenger Series, and coincidentally they received the résumé of Liang Yan, who had faced setbacks seeking employment in the LPL.
From this angle, Ocelote probably really has something mystical about him.
Moreover, Liang Yan's rebirth into this era is itself an even more mystical matter.
Thus, it seems to carry a sense of fate.
"I've calculated on my fingers; I don't have the luck to scoop up batches, but you, kid, are destined to win a championship……"
Liang Yan thought, half-joking, half-serious.
Youth training is just youth training.
As long as I keep getting C's, what's there to worry about not rising!
After making the decision, Liang Yan shut down his computer, took his ID, and went straight out.
With Ocelote's remote assistance, the Europe visa was quickly processed.
Then he listed all the items he couldn't bring for sale at idle fish prices; for things nobody wanted, like a Bosden down jacket costing eighty Chinese yuan each, he bundled them and donated them to the doorstep recycling service.
He also borrowed five thousand yuan from a friend.
Filled with fervent passion,
some anxiety,
He bought the cheapest discount ticket available and boarded an international flight.
……
More than ten hours later.
Liang Yan landed in Berlin, Germany.
"Hey! Hey! Liang! Over here!"
Among the crowd, Ka Lao Si held up a pickup sign with one hand and waved the other vigorously, shouting enthusiastically at Liang Yan.
He is a very easygoing person; his face full of stubble beamed with a warm smile, and as Liang Yan stepped out, he immediately came over and put his arm around Liang Yan's shoulders.
Chatting, they walked out of the airport, got in the car, and headed toward southern Berlin.
Liang Yan is not a shy person; sitting in the passenger seat, he chatted with Ka Lao Si all the way using somewhat stiff English.
As they talked, Liang Yan's spoken English level surged noticeably to the point of being clearly audible.
Ka Lao Si happily praised: "Liang, you're truly a talent in language!"
Liang Yan laughed and said: "Soon you'll discover I'm a talent in other areas as well."
Nonsense, after half a year of grinding against AI, I finally maxed out nearly all four attributes; debuting at peak, how could I not be a talent?
Ka Lao Si froze upon hearing that, then burst out laughing.
Liang Yan's temperament suits his taste.
If it weren't for considering that Liang Yan had just sat on a nearly twenty-hour flight, Ka Lao Si would really want to detour straight to the bar street right then, to let this kid fully experience the enthusiasm of Berlin girls!
Along the way, he conveniently got a local SIM card, then headed straight to the team headquarters.
Ka Lao Si is a Spaniard, G2's registration is also in Xi Ban Ya, but its headquarters is in Germany——the cosmic center of the German people, Adlershof Science City in southern Berlin, the main venue of the Europe Region is also there, not far from the airport.
When entering the G2 headquarters main gate, Liang Yan immediately saw the life-sized statue of Guan Yu placed facing the gate.
"Holy crap, Second Lord?!"
Liang Yan couldn't help but exclaim out loud on the spot.
That slight nervousness of being alone and far from home vanished in an instant, just like returning to the orphanage where he had grown up, and he felt extremely warm.
Ka Lao Si burst into another round of loud laughter, looking smug.
"Cool, huh? I had a Chinese master make this especially for me, costing several thousand euros!"
Ka Lao Si patted Liang Yan on the shoulder,
"Next, team leader Biman will take you around to get familiar with the environment; I have a few things to do, so later you can come to the office to find me and we'll sign the contract. Don't stand on ceremony—everyone who comes here is family."
Liang Yan loved hearing that.
End of Chapter
