I Can Do It

Chapter 126

It was already a routine procedure to see the viewer count of TTC's competition livestreams increase instead of decrease after the conclusion of a match.

However, this time was different. In the past, everyone came to watch TTC's post-match interview, but this time—

[HT, fuck you.]

[What's the reason for the redo? What was the bug? Are they not gonna explain? I watched the replay clip ten times and still couldn't figure out what could've possibly allowed Rish to trigger a rewind!]

[Laozi is fucking furious!!! My son didn't even fucking cry when he badmouthed pro players and was flamed by five teams' fans, or when he said Kan was matchfixing and his stream was demolished, or when he lost to PUD and got on the hot search because a bunch of idiots were shading him and calling him trash!!! Dammit, I'm seething with rage!!!]

[Exactly! He didn't even cry when he was called the king of the dwarves!!!!]

[Everyone in TTC looks dejected T-T Xiao Bai seems like he's about to cry too, my heart hurts.]

[They're gonna cry just because they lost???]

[Are you a dumbass? As if they're crying because they lost the match? No, they're fucking crying out of disgust!]

[Road looks unhappy too. The last time I saw him wear this expression was backstage during the previous World Championship semifinals.]

[I can't take this anymore, Dad is jumping over the firewall to kill a few HT fans and spice things up.]

[Dumbass HT, you won the match but lost your dignity. Was it worth it?]

...

Jian Rong also didn't expect for himself to be angered to the point of tears.

If he were a balloon, he probably would've already exploded midair by now, and the detonated latex could've been ejected straight out of the atmosphere.

This was Jian Rong's first time encountering this sort of situation. Earlier, Yuan Qian had briefly explained Chronobreak to him in the voice chat: this function had actually become quite common in recent years. The last time it occurred was during a match between a North American team and a European team, because the North American support couldn't use his ult. That kind of major bug definitely required the usage of Chronobreak.

But from the beginning to the end of the game's pause, the officials hadn't given TTC's five members any explanation whatsoever regarding the Chronobreak. The only thing they said was a simple: "There's been a bug."

What kind of bug appeared? What kind of bug could appear?

Rish couldn't use a skill? Impossible, because Jian Rong had oneshotted Rish in less than two seconds. He had even calculated it—during that time frame, Rish's flash was still on cooldown, whereas Jian Rong's was still in his grasp. In other words, no matter what kind of champion ability Rish used at the time, that dumbass still would've died.

It wasn't that Jian Rong was a sore loser. He was merely unwilling to accept this turn of events.

They were about to get their double kill on HT, which would've crushed that dumbass Rish to the point where he couldn't spout any more damn nonsense...

It felt too oppressive, too uncomfortable.

But there was no way he was going to cry in front of HT or the dumbass HT fans in the audience. And there was absolutely no way he was going to cry on stage.

So he forcefully suppressed that tiny hint of reflexive tears until his eyes ached from it.

Lu Boyuan sensed Jian Rong's current state of mind.