You've only been playing for half a year, and you've already reached the finals?

Chapter 83 Flow
Finally, after shaking hands with the blasphemous AD player Ghost King and Beryl, Ming Jing and his teammates bowed in the center of the stage.

At this time, Mingjing also saw that his cousin Mingkai was sitting in the corner of the audience. After feeling Mingjing's gaze, he waved.

Ming Jing also smiled and waved, then packed up his peripherals and left.

As soon as he stepped down from the stage, Ming Jing saw JDG’s management team already waiting backstage.

Several people in the management had smiles on their faces and were obviously really happy.

All I can say is that the importance of this game is indeed high enough to make the management happy enough to come backstage to welcome the players back.

The boss, Lan Boqing, had a huge smile on his face and immediately gave Ming Jing a thumbs-up. "Great job, Ming Jing! I was right about you!"

After winning this game, JDG has one foot in the quarterfinals.

And these two wins were inseparable from Mingjing's outstanding performance!
As a player who only spent 50 yuan, Mingjing’s cost-effectiveness is simply amazing!

Even if Ming Jing pulled his hips in the next elimination match, Lan Boqing would still praise him for pulling well!

Hongmi also came up and patted Mingjing on the shoulder, praising him in broken Chinese, "You really played well, especially that last team fight."

Hongmi still can't forget Mingjing's performance in that crucial team battle.

When the team is 10,000 gold behind, what should an AD do to help the team win the game?

Mingjing gave the standard answer.

Attract all firepower, deliver the highest output, and finally turn your remaining body into flames to help your teammates complete the harvest!

"It's okay, it's okay." The people around took turns praising Ming Jing, making him feel embarrassed. "It's nothing, actually. It's just a routine operation."

"That's not a normal play," Zoom said honestly. "How did you execute that teamfight? I've never seen you perform such a powerful play in a scrimmages!"

"Shouldn't it be?" Ming Jing said, his voice full of assent. "The game will definitely focus more than the training match. If you focus, you will definitely play better."

Hearing this, Zoom was silent for two seconds, and then sighed: "It's great to be young."

The other teammates had to agree.

You will play better when you concentrate. Everyone here has had this ability before. When you were fifteen or sixteen years old, as long as you sat up straight and got serious, you could easily become a king. Being the number one in the country was not a dream. It seemed that there was no opponent you couldn't beat, and you wouldn't even feel tired after playing all night.

But this is also a privilege given to young people.

As we grow older, this ability will gradually fade away.

As we get older, our concentration will gradually diminish, and we will no longer be able to focus on the entire game. We may even become distracted when playing the last game of a BO5!
Although the other members of JDG are not old, they are definitely not young either. The oldest one, Green Hair, is even 24 years old. This privilege is gradually being taken away from them.

In the past, I won the victory by sitting up straight, but now I sit up straight and then lie down again.

In this regard, a few old men in their twenties couldn't communicate with Ming Jing, a 16-year-old.
Ming Jing thought for a moment and asked, "Do you ever have this feeling? Once you're focused to a certain degree, you feel invincible. You can dodge attacks and land attacks as you please."

Hearing this, the teammates around looked at each other and shook their heads.

"How can it be so mysterious?" Green Hair scratched his head. "Isn't it just a little more focused? At most, the reaction and operation are faster. It's not that exaggerated, right?"

Zoom also didn't understand. "It's a bit exaggerated. Doesn't that mean you were cheating? But your last team fight did seem a bit scripted. Were you in that state at the time?" Ming Jing nodded. "Really? That team fight was won because of that feeling. Otherwise, we probably would have lost."

"I understand a little bit about this." At this time, the boss Lan Boqing gave a positive response: "Do you feel that everything around you has slowed down, and that everything feels under control?"

Ming Jing nodded: "Yes."

"That's right. This thing is called 'flow'. I read a paper about it when I was in school."

Lan Boqing explained, "This is quite common in traditional sports. Like Michael Jordan in basketball, Tiger Woods in golf, and I can't remember many others. Many GOAT athletes in various sports have described similar states in interviews."

"Anyway, it can be understood as a state of extreme concentration. Under the combined effects of adrenaline and endorphins, both body and mind are temporarily strengthened, and focusing on the object in front of you will greatly enhance your abilities. This thing is only possessed by a very small number of people. I've only heard of it before, but I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes today."

Lan Boqing thought for a moment and continued, "Why do I remember that this state has sequelae? Excessive secretion of adrenaline can make the body weak, but I don't see any such symptoms in you."

"A little bit." Ming Jing stretched out his right hand. "My hand was shaking a little just now, but it's fine now."

Hearing this, Lan Boqing sighed again, "It's great to be young."

Hearing the two talking seriously, as if it were real, the teammates around them couldn't sit still.

"No." Toothpaste's eyes widened, "Is what you said true?"

What's the flow? Why has he never felt it?

Didn’t human evolution take him along?

"Oh, it doesn't matter. Why do you care if it's real?" Zoom didn't take it seriously. "If you don't know, it means you don't have the talent. How can you compare with Ming Jing?"

Who is Ming Jing?

I started playing League of Legends in late May and got a pentakill at the World Championship in early October!
Let alone comparing them, even if we compare Faker, Ming Jing will win!

When Toothpaste heard this, his expression suddenly relaxed, "Indeed."

The cheerful atmosphere among the teams was restored, and they returned to the lounge with the joy of victory.

But along the way, Kanavi did not speak, but lowered his head to think
The guest for today's interview was Green Hair, who had nothing to do with Ming Jing. Ming Jing was happy to be free, so he slumped down on the sofa in the lounge and took out his cell phone to check if there was any news.

Sure enough, as soon as I connected my phone to the Internet, a series of messages came in on WeChat.

This time, my parents didn't send a message. After all, they knew nothing about the World Championship. They only cared about winning or losing. I'm afraid they didn't even know that the game was over.

But other than that, there's a lot of news.

Taking advantage of the National Day holiday, many students who were paying attention to the competition sent congratulatory messages.

Wang Hao gave him a thumbs-up.

The class teacher Zheng Hu also sent Mingjing several thumbs-up emojis, praising him for his good playing.

However, as soon as Mingjing replied to the message, the head teacher immediately sent him another set of questions, asking him not to slack off in math and to do the questions even if he had nothing to do.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have returned.
(End of this chapter)