In the end, Mu Wanwan didn't go to the cake shop.

She was about to tear off the cracked tempered film when she received a call from Brother Yang.

The other party's voice was serious: "You go back to the base right now, there is something to discuss."

After saying goodbye to Lin Jiu, the two got into the car non-stop, and not long after they drove out, Pei Lu's phone also rang.

Pei Lu didn't have the habit of answering the phone while driving, so he handed over the phone: "It's Brother Yang, please answer it for me."

Mu Wanwan snorted and turned on the speaker after picking it up.

"Where have you been? Come back to the base right now, something has happened!"

I have never seen Brother Yang so anxious, Mu Wanwan couldn't help but ask, "We are on our way back, what happened?"

"...Why are you two together?" Brother Yang asked, and felt that this question seemed a little irrelevant now, "Forget it, just come back quickly."

"It's very soon," Pei Lu said, taking time out, "If you hurry up, you'll be speeding."

Back at the base, Pei Lu skillfully drove the car into the garage, and the two entered the building together through the back door.

The two went straight to the conference room.

Xiaoroubao and others were already sitting inside. Seeing them, Xiaoroubao said, "You guys are finally back."

"What happened?" Pei Lu looked around, "Where's Brother Yang?"

"Calling outside," Xiaoroubao finished, adding, "LPL officials, from Youlong's side...the phone never stopped."

As soon as he finished speaking, Brother Yang came in, still talking on the phone.

"What I originally thought was... well, I won't say this, just say that you have talked to me before, and I have repeatedly confirmed with the person in charge that we can participate in the final relegation match... What? Resigned? If I quit, the things that you and I talked about before don't count?"

In the end, he hung up the phone angrily, and even uttered a foul language.

Seeing them, he threw his phone to Table Mountain, "Are you back?"

"What happened." Pei Lu repeated.

"I've been tricked," Brother Yang said angrily, "The person in charge I contacted before I retired said that after we retired, the default points for the following games were all zero. For the qualifications for next summer split, I think it's okay for you to win the relegation match... Now that person has turned back."

The Spring Split Relegation Tournament, as the name suggests, preserves the qualifications for the next season.

The LPL is divided into two parts: the regular season and the playoffs. The top eight teams in the regular season will enter the playoffs and continue to compete; correspondingly, the teams at the bottom will also have corresponding "punishment" measures. The bottom four teams need to play a relegation match. If they lose, they will be relegated from the LPL to the LSPL – the League of Legends League A. The team position was replaced by the team promoted from the LSPL.

Since it is a downgrade, LSPL's grade and strength are naturally pulled behind by LPL.

With so many things added in vain, Brother Yang only felt a headache - in fact, they didn't plan to retire before.

Because LPL expressly prohibits abstention, otherwise it will be banned from participating in all competitions organized by Tencent, and the suspension time is one year.

But Xiaohui is not only unable to keep up in terms of strength. Recently, his hand injury has been relatively serious. It is OK to play one or two games occasionally, but not enough.

At this point, the five TS players have one substitute, one suspension and one hand injury.

So he had no choice but to deal with it. In the end, he finally managed to win the qualification for this relegation match. The money and connections were all bloody.

Xiaoroubao was in a hurry: "So now we're going to be banned for one year??"

A one-year ban is too much for a team that has just injected new blood and is aggressively rushing to the Worlds.

Brother Yang didn't speak, frowning at the newly received WeChat.

Pei Lu asked, "Is there any other solution."

"It's still under discussion," Brother Yang said. "Although it's written in the rules, I've read the terms and conditions. In the end, the authority to punish is owned by the authorities—don't care how the rules are written, they can punish them anyway."

"There's no reason for the officials to embarrass us," Brother Hu said inexplicably. "Since it's not allowed, why didn't you explain it to us at that time?"

"I don't know, I'm waiting..." Before Brother Yang finished speaking, the phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, "here."

Mu Wanwan asked subconsciously, "Who?"

Pei Lu glanced at him: "The new event leader."

Brother Yang clicked to answer.

There was a smile in the dialogue and a relaxed tone: "Luo Yang, long time no see, have you eaten dinner?"

It's almost eleven o'clock, these scenes are really boring.

Brother Yang smiled and said, "Where can I eat now."

"Don't, you still have to eat," the person in charge paused and asked, "Is there anyone else near you?"

That's what it means to speak privately.

Brother Yang did not change his face: "No."

Mu Wanwan raised her hand to cover her mouth, not daring to let out the air.

"That's it... The one who discussed with you before was to let you play in the relegation match, right?"

"That's right."

"He's not an empty promise. What we really meant at the beginning was to let you compete for a place in the relegation match. After all, you are a force majeure factor, and it is not malicious to withdraw from the match, and we can understand it internally."

Going around, I couldn't say anything, Brother Yang hummed and patiently said, "What's the situation now? I'll just say it, I saved all the chat records between me and that person at that time for safety's sake. backup."

"Young people, don't rush like this," said the person in charge. "Because there will be some changes in the competition system, we can't give you this guarantee."

Brother Yang asked: "We are the victims of the changes in the competition system?"

"We won't target any one team, don't worry, we have already discussed how to deal with it. We will meet tomorrow and talk about it?"

Brother Yang heard the penultimate sentence and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. The tone was relatively gentle, and it sounded like there was room for turning around.

He smiled bitterly: "If you don't explain it to me now, how can I still sleep tonight?"

"Hahaha, okay, then I'll tell you briefly first," the person in charge said, "As of now, you've missed three games - let's be honest, the one who asked you to retire at the beginning of the competition has missed a total of three games. The decision was very wrong, which is why I am now in the position."

... Mu Wanwan actually heard some gratitude in these words.

"Twelve teams, one less, it will be very difficult for us to arrange the schedule later. Coupled with the sudden change of next year's competition system... In short, the result of our discussion is that TS will not withdraw, only withdraw."

"What means?"

"That's right—you will play the following spring games, and the three games you missed will be regarded as defeats, and there will be no points."

Brother Yang is inexplicable: "We only have four people, how do we fight?"

"We have also discussed this and agreed to let you add players."

...

Mu Wanwan opened her mouth, and the phrase "I rely on" was about to blurt out, but fortunately, Pei Lu's eyes were quick and he took the lead to cover her mouth.

A scent of shower gel entered her nostrils.

Brother Yang was also stunned.

No player has ever entered an LPL game halfway through.

After hanging up, Pei Lu immediately let go of Mu Wanwan.

Only then did Mu Wanwan spit out a sentence: "...I rely on me."

"What is this?" Others were also in a state of surprise, Xiaoroubao said, "It means we need to pack up and go back to the spring game? Does the official know how to play like this??"

Only Pei Lu noticed something was wrong: "How are they going to change the competition system in the second half of the year?"

Brother Yang shook his head: "...I don't know. But the changes that can make them make an exception to break so many rules will definitely not be small changes."

He rubbed his eyebrows, "It is estimated that it has been decided over there. Tomorrow, we should talk about the change of players and the official notification."

Brother Hu remembered the key point: "If we can add more players, who will we add to the starting lineup?"

Several people's eyes all turned to Mu Wanwan's face.

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Brother Yang calmed down immediately and expressed his opinion: "My suggestion is that if we really want to continue the competition, let's not go to the evening."

Pei Lu's right hand was placed under the table, lightly clenched into a fist, there was still the girl's Wen Wen lipstick on his palm, and it was a little hot: "Why?"

"He also said just now that we missed three games, and none of them count as points." Brother Yang opened the notebook and wrote down a few numbers, "Our points... are currently only 1, which is the current ranking in Group A. For the first few teams, if we play night and night, we must play very well in the back to enter the playoffs - but there are MA and GGX in Group A, which is difficult. In this case, it is better to keep it as a late night. The ultimate move for the summer split."

Mu Wanwan couldn't hear anything.

Just thinking that she might be playing a game made her scalp go numb, her hands and feet go numb... and her buttocks also go numb.

What a strange disease.

She didn't feel that way when she was in high school...

"I don't agree." Pei Lu said without thinking.

Brother Yang hummed: "Why?"

"She is our team member, not a big move," Pei Lu said, "In the beginning, you want to maintain a sense of mystery and accumulate until the day of the official announcement. I have no problem, but the game is different. This spring split can just be used as training, you There's no need to hold her so tight."

Brother Yang was silent.

Pei Lu continued: "You have to have confidence in us as well as in her. She is not a fireworks that will disappear as soon as it is set off. She can play this season and she can play next season."

Brother Yang sighed and nodded slightly: "It's my mentality that's wrong, I'm sorry... Late night, let me ask in advance, are you okay?"

"no."

have.

"no problem."

The problem is big.

Mu Wanwan seemed to be schizophrenic at this time, answering in her mouth, but she had a completely different idea in her heart.

what happened?

Yesterday, she was counting the duration of the live broadcast with her fingers crossed.?

After Brother Yang left, Mu was still sitting late.

Pei Lu got up: "Let's go, let's go out for training."

Mu night did not move.

Pei Lu stopped and looked back in doubt.

Mu Wanwan took a few deep breaths back and forth, failed several times, and reached out to Pei Lu.

"...You help me, my legs are a little weak."