Tong Yao: ......
Tong Yao, with cell phone in hand, looked up at the ceiling and mulled over what her best friend wrote. She then concluded that it was just slander from her friend and rolled her eyes at the phone. Afterwards, she placed her phone down and continued to watch the video of King in the spring final match she had downloaded on her ipad. She would pause the video from time to time to jot down some notes on the habits from each player of King------
In addition to taking notes on the habits and behavior of Kings mid, she would also note their junglers gank route...In general, everything in the jungle is set, therefore, each jungler had his own farming pattern. It would be a great help in preventing her own teammates from being killed or prevent their own jungle from being plundered if she knew the pattern in advance.
For example, Kings jungler, probably without knowing it himself, would usually go up to mid to farm after he finished farming the first set of monster camps. He would try to farm at mid, if he couldnt, he would harass the enemys mid a bit then went back-----
That was a players personal habit.
Tong Yao wrote down the pattern on her little notebook: farm in his own jungle before reaching level 3, relies on crab to go up to level 4, then invade enemy golem camp...She thought for a while, then wrote there should be a counter gank here. She threw away the pen and continued with the video
The screen of her cell phone lit up again------
...If there was pretense before, then now its the truth.
Tong Yao ended the private conversation with her girl friend.
Putting her cell phone away, Tong Yao returned to the video and diligently watched it in its entirety. She yawned, shut down her ipad, then went under the cover ready to sleep. But she picked up the notebook again and reviewed all the new notes she had just taken down once more before switching off the light to go sleep.
------She was planning to go over Kings positioning, habits, and patterns in her head once more after she closed her eyes. But she kept hearing Jinyangs voice instead, telling her: You really think Lu Sicheng is doing all this just for the performance of the team......
Tong Yao: ......
A man found all sorts of excuses trying to stop her from getting back with another man?
...It was a lie that she hadnt thought about other possibilities.
In fact, there was a moment she had pictured in her head that Lu Sicheng had confessed and proposed and they were ready to go down the aisle. She imagined her father handing her hand into that pretty lean hand, with a white glove on, of the man------
She was wearing a pure white wedding gown.
He was wearing a sharp black tuxedo.
The church bells rang, mixed with well wishes from friends and relatives
Tong Yao: .......................
She lifted the blanket to cover her face------
Well, it wasnt against the law to let her imagination run wild. She rolled her eyes again.