Chapter 312
In the LPL commentary desk not far from the Europe commentary desk, the three commentators, after congratulating G2, stood amidst the arena's roar like mountains and tsunamis, and fell into silence.
Wawa silently reached out and turned off the master microphone switch on the commentary desk.
Miller turned his head to glance at Wawa, wiped his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice:
"This is the scene we've dreamed of, but unfortunately it's not RNG or EDG standing up there; I really hope LPL will make a move next year and bring Jiao Shen back..."
"Ah——, it's over."
Guan Zeyuan's voice sounded as if it came from a distant void, full of loss and emptiness.
Wawa patted Guan Zeyuan's shoulder, hugged Miller briefly, then silently watched the scene on stage.
Ka Lao Si charged onto the stage like a madman, lunged onto the embracing G2 teammates, and then CyanideFI and Expect also piled on.
As for G2's young female assistant coach, she stood behind the crowd, seemingly wanting to join the celebration, but she clenched her fists tightly and finally restrained herself.
Afterwards, G2 Zhong Ren lifted Liang Yan up and tossed him into the sky.
Ka Lao Si below frantically stretched out his hands, afraid that these people, not knowing their own strength, might drop Liang Yan with a plop.
And on the stands, the three VG members who stood up together with the whole audience were also a bit flustered.
Team leader Wang Liangyi shouted:
"Holy shit holy shit, be careful, don't fall! This damn..."
He had already come to treat them as his own team's treasure.
G2 Zhong Ren finally put Liang Yan down.
Ka Lao Si and the other four remained in the player seats, while the starting five tigers walked over to the opposing player seats, preparing to console the devastated opponents.
Liang Yan walked between teammates toward the opposite side, feeling the trembling floor beneath his feet, his gaze sweeping over the cheering crowd in the stands, then he turned forward and looked at that silver trophy.
At this moment, his gaze pierced through time and space, looking toward a more distant future.
This is only the beginning…
He thought so, quickening his steps to catch up with his teammates.
VG league division manager Gao Jun watched this scene, and in a daze saw that the team currently crossing the stage, waving at the audience, had turned into VG in black-and-white uniforms.
Gao Jun's gaze eventually locked onto Liang Yan.
From being rejected for tryouts by the LPL, to going far away to Europe, and then today advancing to the finals and sweeping the championship as a mocking fourth seed, this young man used his utmost individual ability, in this era that belongs to him, wrote his legendary chapter.
And it can be foreseen that, from today onward, the global esports landscape has been completely changed.
On the LCK commentary desk, the Roaring Emperor's signature voice now feels extraordinarily heavy at this moment.
"Ah……ROX, has fallen."
Another Korean commentator, watching Xiao Huasheng struggle to stand up on the big screen and shake hands with G2 members, felt heartbroken to the point of being unable to breathe, and said with a choked voice:
"He is this year's LCK most dazzling new star; he should have returned with honor……"
"But I feel more sorry for the other four."
Another commentator said,
"Having reached the finals two years in a row yet unable to lift the trophy, I can't imagine how devastated they must feel now; and what's even more painful than last year is that this year they didn't lose to our own people, but to a kind of understanding we've never seen before, one that transcends the era—they grasped our proud operational strategies and then destroyed them in an even more brutal way……Our dominance has ended, next year……"
"Next year, all the teams in the world will start studying him."
ROX left the stage in gloom.
G2 Zhong Ren returned to the center of the stage, Zven tightly hugged the heavy trophy on the platform, unwilling to let go.
Ka Lao Si was the first to rush out from the player seats.
At this moment, Ka Lao Si had gone completely mad; his expensive custom suit was wrinkled, his tie askew and flapping, he let out beast-like howls, sprinted tens of meters across the stage like a rugby player, and then leapt fiercely onto Liang Yan's back.
Liang Yan staggered from the impact, nearly falling flat on the spot.
Then Ka Lao Si's butt took a kick; he turned around to see Tang Anna's face full of cold fury.
Ka Lao Si gave an embarrassed chuckle twice, then hurriedly got down from Liang Yan's back.
The veteran legendary jungler CyanideFI and the top lane substitute Expect were standing a bit further back, grinning foolishly.
Afterwards, everyone gathered around the table displaying the trophy.
The on‑stage host Riv raised the microphone:
"Lift the cup, G2!!!"
"Bang!!!"
Stage fireworks burst again, golden sparkles falling like snow from above, each piece refracting dazzling light.
Twenty hands together lifted the Summoner's Cup, raising it high.
At that moment there was no distinction between starters and substitutes, no boss‑employee divide; as the most legendary mixed team in European esports history, they ended LCK's three‑year reign that night, claiming the highest honor in League of Legends esports, an honor that belongs to every team member.
And it benefited the entire Europe Region.
"【EU>THEUNIVERSE!】"
Sjokz sat in the makeup room waiting to go on stage for the post‑match interview, posted this on Twitter via phone, and within a few minutes garnered tens of thousands of likes.
【52> Ou Mei fans have already begun collective celebration.
Ou Mei fans have already started a collective celebration.
For them, this is the first time since the ancient S1 era that the Europe Region has truly stood at the world summit—after all, the value of S1 is well known.
As G2 officially took the throne, the IDs Perkz and Firrrrrre were also put on a pedestal; despite not streaming, their Mouse Platform paid subscriptions began explosive growth, and for Liang Yan, this surge was even ten times more intense than his initial debut.
Beneath these visible trends, many invisible surging undercurrents were brewing; even the marketing departments of major computer‑hardware manufacturers sensed the huge traffic and began thinking about what their companies could do riding this wave.
……
Far away in Shanghai, China, inside the Snake team Ji Di, manager Zuowu, while picking at takeout, watched the screen showing G2 holding the cup, let out a 'kekeke' laugh with a mouthful of rice, then put down his chopsticks, grabbed his phone, and posted a Weibo:
"【Congratulations G2! You did it!】"
Suddenly a large wave of G2's ten‑year‑old fans flooded the comment section:
"【Shared joy!】"
【You guys are awesome too, keep it up next year!】
And in a cheap hotel in Shanghai, Sanshao, who is still waiting for his next job, watches Liang Yan—whose net worth is now incalculable—on the laptop screen, holding a cigarette about to burn out, not even noticing that the butt is about to singe his fingers.
Did this person really send me a résumé?
His hand suddenly hurt, and reflexively he threw away the cigarette butt, then opened his email on the laptop, rummaged through the trash folder, and finally found that email.
Afterward, he collapsed backward in his chair like a deflated balloon.
……
……
He had rushed out overnight to take advantage of the holiday.
Tomorrow I'll take a day off to sort out the outline for the rest.
End of Chapter
