You actually want me to...

The next day.

When the TES team returned to their training room, a full day had passed since their match against JDG. During that day, Karsa stated that his worldview and values ​​had undergone an inhuman baptism.

Let's say that.

Ever since White Crescent listened to Knight's advice and had Roland try teaching Karsa this alternative jungle carry playstyle.

Three sentences led to Karsa being reported eighteen times in a row during ranked matches.

First sentence: When a jungler goes to a lane to farm minions, it's not called stealing minions; it's called helping teammates push the lane. Even if they don't need it, create opportunities for them to do so.

The second sentence: Self-development is more important than anything else. Ganking is just for participation. Team fights are none of your business.

The third point: Kill as many people as you can, without any hesitation.

These three sentences were enough to get Karsa's account reported and banned. And this was in the Chinese server as a testing ground; in the Korean server, it wouldn't even last 18 games.

[Zhang X Wen, right? All that dirty stuff, I doubt you even have his smoothness.]

[Don't learn this kind of orphan-like fighting style; it's really bad luck.]

[If you could win, I'd be fine with it, but your playing style is just awful.]

Bro, playing video games is really not for you. I suggest you get a factory job as soon as possible; maybe that'll be a way out.

Seeing his teammates' mentality collapse and the crystal explode, Karsa was completely numb.

"Are you sure... this is really a jungle carry playstyle? It feels more like an orphan playstyle to me." After giving Roland a slap on the elbow, Ah Shui quietly leaned over and asked.

"It should be as I remember it, but this flavor is not right."

From Roland's perspective... well, he felt that Kanavi played a little too much like a team player. The core of a jungle carry's playstyle is to be greedy enough to let teammates take on the pressure. If a player like Kanavi were on another team, with an experienced support providing vision and support, or without his "steady" teammates stabilizing the lanes, his playstyle would have collapsed long ago.

Take TES as an example.

In terms of maintaining a stable position, it's barely manageable when playing against weaker teams.

In terms of field of vision, it's actually just so-so.

The problem lies in the jungle carry role. Karsa has been somewhat influenced by Flash Wolves and RNG. When playing jungle carry, he still instinctively wants to take care of his teammates and provide support. This can only be corrected gradually.

"The coach has to figure that out. But I'm familiar with the playstyle. If Karsa is playing a jungle carry, the requirements aren't that high. I can roam and coordinate with him. In the early game, the bot lane needs to get a strong combination, and Heimerdinger needs to avoid getting hit by Q and not die instantly."

"No? How did I end up getting hit by Q and then suddenly dying?"

Looking at the suddenly appearing "Water Brother" in front of him, Roland thought for a few seconds, then opened the pink app on his phone and searched for the keywords: "Ah Shui," "sudden death."

Then, a full fifty pages of videos about Ah Shui's sudden death appeared.

JKL: ...

Before he could even catch his breath, Roland pulled out another personal phone. This time, he opened a data ranking website and clicked on the damage-taking position for AD (Attack Damage) slot. Ah Shui's ranking was also number one.

"Ahem, I think I can explain it a little."

"That's it, you can keep these words for the coach. Take them away, and you'll be in the chair of regret."

"Yes, sir!" X4

Looking at the training room where everyone was inexplicably playing around again, White Crescent sighed, feeling both amused and exasperated, before finally getting a headache.

Roland's intuition and understanding of the jungle carry playstyle was, in his opinion, almost pathological. It wasn't that the playstyle was bad, but rather that it placed too high demands on both the players and the team, and TES couldn't adapt to it.

Because rather than describing it as a jungle carry strategy, it's more accurate to say that he was describing an advanced version of the "orphan" playstyle. Although it's not technically viable, as a coach, he could easily modify it to suit TES's playstyle. Plus, the support player already had this idea and could coordinate with the jungler, making it even simpler.

As a coach, White Crescent also has its limitations.

As mentioned before, he can forcibly raise a contestant's score from 60 to 80-90, but he can't raise it any higher than that; that's his limit. But now, he seems to be subtly exploring a completely new path he's never touched before.

However... before all that, let's first properly celebrate the successful conclusion of the regular season for these kids.

That night.

At a mutton hot pot restaurant, a group of TES members raised their glasses together, shouted "Cheers!" with smiles, and then drank the juice in their glasses in one gulp.

If you need to suppress your emotions in normal times, then you should naturally praise yourself when you achieve good results.

It wasn't a big affair; the players, coaches, and team leaders just had a meal together. They weren't even allowed to drink alcohol because they had to go back and continue training later.

That's just how a profession is.

Why do many professional players, commentators, and even retired players advise against young people pursuing a professional career? Firstly, the selection rate for professional sports is extremely high; even with exceptional talent, success isn't guaranteed. Secondly, it's truly a youth-driven profession. Although even the worst teams in the LPL earn at least tens of thousands in salary, a person's professional career only lasts a few years.

With so many teams and players in the LPL, the number of players whose names are widely recognized is probably no more than 50, including retired players. But who knows how many players the LPL has actually had over the years?

While esports has undoubtedly spurred the creation of an entire industry chain and provided over 20,000 jobs, that's a good thing. However, the position of a professional esports player simply provides another option for children who can't afford or continue their education.

Therefore, never easily turn your hobby into your life. Once you embark on this career path, there is basically no turning back.

As the hotpot began to roll, everyone's chatter flowed freely. Ah Shui and Zuo Shou discussed the match, further enhancing the chemistry between the two. Kasa pulled the rather shy Prophet aside, the veteran's observation skills remaining as sharp as ever. In the last small group, Roland and 369 seemed to be discussing something, their eyes occasionally glancing at the others with mischievous grins. These two were the most playful and full of tricks.

This is the current team. If judged by results, TES isn't the best-performing team White Crescent has ever led. But if judged by sentiment, it's definitely the team with the best atmosphere he's ever been with.

Thinking of this, White Crescent tapped her cup against Old Guo's next door.

"It's incredible, isn't it? They're a team that's only been together for less than six months."

"Indeed, this atmosphere reminds me of my college days." As he responded, Lao Guo chuckled as he watched the kids playing around again. Last year, when Cat Emperor was around, it was quite lively, but clearly not as crazy as this new support player.

Many times, although I don't want to admit it, there are some people who, even if they just stand there grinning, can infect many people around them with their smiles. If they also have an outgoing personality, they can completely disrupt the entire team.

In reality, such people are mostly the chubby ones in the same grade, or the skinny ones, or the shorter ones (no offense intended). Especially the chubby ones, almost all of them have very cheerful personalities.

"You know what? This kid, Aban, reminds me of something I said to my roommate before I graduated. Although several years have passed, I still remember that sentence vividly."

"What?"

"I still remember the saying, 'If we get together for a hot pot meal, we'll go through fire and water together.'"

Are you still in touch?

"Yeah, when the team didn't do well and lost a while ago, they came all the way here to treat me to a big meal. Although I ended up paying the bill, those bastards are still the same animals after all this time."

"Haha, that sounds so enviable."

"Actually, there's no need to be envious. I have a feeling that you might be the one paying the bill next time."

“No way, I can’t feed so many mouths. You have to go with me.” After saying that, the two smiled knowingly and then clinked glasses again.

In the small room, an indescribable feeling was brewing.

Perhaps only those who have lost it will understand that this kind of time, where hardship feels like enjoyment, is called youth.

Transformation: Chapter 1: TES Roundtable Meeting

As the final match of the LPL regular season came to a close, players knew that the playoffs they had been eagerly anticipating had finally arrived.

The regular season and the playoffs are two completely different competitions.

The margin for error in regular season best-of-three (BO3) matches is relatively low; lower-ranked teams can often win using unconventional lineups and strategies. However, best-of-five (BO5) matches are different. A BO5 is truly a contest of both teams' raw skill and willpower. It tests not only the coaches' drafting abilities but also the teams' synergy, fundamental skills (including hero pool), tactical systems, and on-the-spot performance, among other things.

In other words, regardless of who was defeated by whom in the regular season, a single best-of-five series in the playoffs can definitively settle the debate about who is stronger and who is weaker, a debate that has been going on all season.

The S10 playoffs weren't as flashy as the S11 ones; the rules were relatively easy to understand.

The fifth team will face the eighth, meaning the veteran team WE will clash with the rookie team ES; the sixth team will face the seventh, which is another year's battle between the "pig" (in the draft) and the "dog" (in the observer). Then the winner of the former will play against the fourth-place team, and the opponent of the latter will play against the third-place team, leaving behind the familiar finals and semifinals.

As the fourth-ranked team in the standings, TES faces opponents who are either WE, with whom they practice every day, or ES, the rising star in the league. Compared to the other half of the bracket, which is considered a death trap, TES is incredibly lucky.

The internet is very extreme right now.

On one side, the fans of the Four Emperors at the top are tearing each other apart, relentlessly nitpicking each other's weaknesses; on the other side, the fans of the three starter families are getting along well, looking like good buddies, almost ready to become sworn brothers on the spot.

The most outrageous ones are the fans of RNG and EDG.

RNG fans are all saying EDG will definitely beat RNG 3-0, they're already in their coffins; EDG fans seem unhappy too, what does that mean? You used to compete with me for first place, now you're competing with me for last place? Getting angry, they're directly joining the fray, shouting everywhere that it's obvious RNG will beat EDG 3-0? The championship is definitely RNG's, okay?

In short: both teams think the other team will win.

The remaining small group all went to the TES microphone room.

To be fair, many netizens are still curious about what happened in the mic calls during TES's two clean and decisive victories against JDG. However, the TES club is not stupid; they wouldn't just throw out tactical communications directly. What they released were relatively insignificant snippets.

For example, Roland's playful suggestion of a flanking maneuver and his crazy post-match bragging were so unexpected and mischievous that they made many netizens' backs ache.

[Good heavens, is this the decision I raved about on Tieba for ages? I'm disgusted.]

[Damn it, when I was watching the live stream, these guys all looked so serious, I thought they were discussing tactics, and now you're telling me they were just messing around?]

[Tsk tsk tsk, with Banhuang's brain, signing him to TES at the price of a rookie is a real loss.]

[Upon closer inspection, when the disciple of Guiguzi recited the last part, the judge in front of the Empress almost couldn't hold back her laughter.]

Ever since the TES mic call became popular, TES has been leaning a bit towards becoming a comedic team. Considering that their previous support player was the currently popular Cat Emperor on the Canteen Night, countless viewers instantly understood TES's recruitment requirements.

TES is looking for a comedian as their support player; those who can perform professionally are preferred.

Of course, Roland didn't have time to pay attention to the online drama for the time being, because the entire TES team was currently gathered in the conference room, watching the live broadcast of the WE vs. ES playoffs on the screen.

The match started off quite seriously, but as it progressed, the TES team gradually started to get a little restless.

"Holy crap, WE is doing well now? I didn't notice it in scrims."

"That was a practice match, and besides, they've figured out how to beat ES, haven't they?" Watching WE's dominant fourth game, the TES players were completely dumbfounded. Especially after Cryin's final auto-attack hit the Blast Cone, the group couldn't help but burst out laughing.

As professional players, the TES team already knew the game was over when they saw this. Seeing such an absurd scene, 369 couldn't help but sigh, "Seriously, if I were that Ornn, I guess I would only have one thought in my head at that moment."

"What?"

"I want to beat Rambo."

"???"

No one expected that WE, who were not expected to win at all before the match, would defeat ES 3-1 in the end, and the performance of management was indispensable in this victory.

Banning Prince halves your win rate; banning Thresh severs your team. I always thought this was a joke, but now it's become a reality.

[Guan Ge: Believe me, EStar 3:0 WE! (Thumps chest, points to camera, eyes determined), I almost burst out laughing.]

From now on, the "brother" generation has gained another member; Cryin will be respectfully called "Brother Guozi".

At this point, the three mainstays have successively crushed ES.

The highlight of the playoffs is that no one knows what the final result will be until the game is over. Just like no one expected that ES, which was highly anticipated, would fall in the first game of the playoffs.

"Tsk tsk tsk, ES, you've really messed up."