LOL: I'm in the LPL, that's my fight!

Chapter 2: Want to learn? DM me, I'll teach you...

"However, even among top-tier players, it must be difficult to play without their preferred role, right?"

Duan Chong stared at the screen, muttering to himself.

He often encounters this problem when playing ranked games. When playing jungle, he can occasionally carry the whole game, but once his position is taken or he is assigned to another position, he is lucky if he can farm safely and not collapse in lane. Most of the time, he is destined to be crushed.

If this is the case in lower skill levels, it's probably even worse in higher skill levels.

Sure enough, the moment the loading screen popped up, ten dazzling display boxes appeared before his eyes.

They're all kings!

However, Duan Chong noticed that the expert whose spot had been taken showed no emotional fluctuation on his face.

Without frowning, without sighing, and without even twitching the corner of his mouth, he calmly watched the loading bar, as if he were watching a scene that had nothing to do with him.

"Is this what a master's demeanor is like?"

A thought popped into Duan Chong's mind, but he immediately dismissed it.

No, maybe the enemy jungler also plays?

With questions in mind, the five heroes of the blue team have already descended upon the fountain in Summoner's Rift.

The image of a high-ranking player's world is completely different from what one might imagine during casual conversation.

Watching the next high-elo ranked match, which didn't last very long, significantly changed Duan Chong's perception.

It turns out that high-ranking players aren't some otherworldly monsters.

The strongest player isn't the kind of god of war with bloodshot eyes who can instantly kill people with a wave of their hand.

They can also get beaten, and they might even surrender faster than we silver and gold players.

……

As the game began, Duan Chong, seeing the top player whose position had been taken from him, typed in the public chat to ask the bottom lane duo to help him kill a few more jungle monsters.

Then began his "jungling" journey, which greatly shocked him but he couldn't understand at all.

Yes, it's exactly what it means to jungle.

However, they only farm jungle monsters and rarely gank lanes.

Duan Chong saw that when the pro player's Lee Sin had cleared all the jungle monsters and appeared in the enemy's red buff area at level four, the red team's jungler was still fighting the last Krugs.

No kills were achieved!

In the other player's jungle, in his opinion, a level 4 Lee Sin fighting a level 3 opponent was a sure thing, but he just used QAEA to unleash a combo, lowering the opponent's health, and then left before the opponent's top laner could provide support.

Oh right, even the blue team's top laner wanted to come and provide support, but the pro player signaled him to turn back.

He couldn't understand why the opponent's jungle clearing was so fast, nor could he understand why the pro player didn't let the top laner come to support, and instead they directly engaged in a 2v2 jungle skirmish.

But then he understood why Lee Sin had taken down both the river crabs in the top and bottom lanes.

A few minutes later, a Lee Sin who had reached level six almost simultaneously with the solo laner appeared in the top lane.

Then, a lightning-fast ward-hopping roundhouse kick, which would normally excite Duan Chong for days, sent the red team's top laner Darius flying into his own Renekton's arms.

The Ueno team coordinated and successfully secured the first blood.

"Six...that's level six?"

operate?

Such a quick reaction?

No, that's not right. The question should be: how does this Lee Sin manage to catch up to the level of a solo lane champion?

Before Duan Chong could figure it out, the blind monk on the field had already begun a new round of performance.

The young man next to him seemed to be able to accurately predict the opponent's jungler's position, and he could always arrive at the right moment, just before the red side's jungle monsters spawned, at a time when he was out of position from the opponent.

The effects of the Smite spells fell one after another, and the number of last hits belonging to the Lee Sin on the scoreboard was climbing at an alarming rate.

Accompanying this was the red team jungler's level, which seemed to have been stuck indefinitely as if due to a bug, and the jungle area that was forever dark and never saw the light.

"GG!"

The game lasts only nineteen minutes.

After Darius was caught and killed for the third time in the top lane, and then the bottom lane was ganked by four blue teams, resulting in a double kill and tower push, Darius managed to secure the kill.

Two English letters popped up in the chat.

Then, the game screen suddenly shifted, and the moment the clock struck twenty minutes, all five surrender votes were collected in a flash, and the red team's crystal shattered with a deafening roar.

"You won? You won?"

Duan Chong felt as if the wrinkles in his brain had been smoothed out in an instant.

Why is it that beating five Challenger players on the other side seems easier than me smurfing in a Bronze-ranked game?

……

Fu Shiyan was well aware of Duan Chong's prolonged stare beside him, and he was even deliberately maintaining a posture that allowed the other party to clearly see the contents of the game.

This was clearly not the first time he had encountered such a situation.

If you don't let people see how it's done, how can there be a story to follow?

Once the game returned to the results screen, Fu Shiyan caught a glimpse of the "spectator" beside him still in shock. A slight smile played on his lips as he turned to the side, his tone light and cheerful: "How was it? Was my Lee Sin awesome?"

"Six... very six..." Duan Chong was startled by the sudden conversation, his face turned red, and he quickly scratched his head. "Ah, sorry, I didn't mean to peek at you playing games."

"Hey, it's fate that we're sitting next to each other after turning on the computer." Fu Shiyan waved his hand and smiled nonchalantly. "I noticed you've been watching me ever since I entered the game. Looks like you really enjoy playing League of Legends?"

"Hehe, what are you saying? These days, it's the minority of young people who don't play League of Legends."

"That makes sense, after all, it's a phenomenal game. How about we duo queue, bro?" Fu Shiyan, with his naturally outgoing personality, took the initiative to invite him.

"No...no...no, great master, my rank is too low, only Gold, I can't even climb to Platinum, so I can't duo queue with you." Duan Chong waved his hands repeatedly, his tone a little embarrassed.

Fu Shiyan grinned, thinking to himself that the fish had taken the bait.

Instead of pushing his product, he adopted a more casual tone: "Platinum? That's something anyone can do! Come on, let's make it into the top ten today, I'm in a good mood, find an account, I'll carry you."

"That pro," Duan Chong smiled sheepishly, "I'd rather not do boosting or anything like that. I'd rather climb the ranks myself. Boosting isn't fun."

"Sure." Fu Shiyan paused deliberately, as if pondering something, then half-jokingly turned his head and said in a tone like an old fortune teller on the roadside, "Young man, I see you have extraordinary potential—pay me 200, and I'll teach you how to jungle, how about it?"

"Teach me how to jungle?" Duan Chong was stunned for a moment, but his eyes lit up.

"Yes, I guarantee you'll learn. I wouldn't dare call myself a master, but getting a diamond ring is relatively easy." Fu Shiyan's tone remained relaxed, as if it were a casual remark. "Of course, if you think it's too expensive—"

"Expensive?" Duan Chong interrupted him almost instinctively, his voice filled with surprise. "Not expensive at all! Not expensive at all! Come on, let's add each other on WeChat first, Master."

For someone who can afford to play at a top-tier internet cafe like "See You Later" in Shanghai, 200 yuan wouldn't even cover the cost of a barbecue.

Forget about personally teaching how to play jungle, even a simple friend slot would probably sell for 500.

Duan Chong frantically pulled out his phone, and when he opened the WeChat QR code and handed it over, his fingertips were trembling slightly.

Fu Shiyan smiled as he scanned the QR code, glancing at the friend requests that popped up in the upper right corner of the screen. He silently counted in his mind—hmm, this is the seventh one this month.