Boom!
On the big screen.
A set of special effects text appeared.
"The Lone Warrior"
Sung by: Zhang Wei
Lyrics by: Ting Yu
Music by: Ting Yu.
[Dedicated to all the warriors who strive for beliefs and dreams!]
"The theme song?"
"I didn't expect the EG team to make their own theme song. It seems the boss is really happy after winning the championship."
"Lone Warrior, the name fits them quite well."
"It seems it's not just their theme song. That sentence means it's dedicated to everyone who fights for their beliefs and dreams."
"It's just, EG seems a bit stubborn. The official had the All-Star theme song, and they made one too. But can this song beat 'Blooming Future'?"
"EG has been champions for a month. Even a top producer can't create something astonishing in a month. This EG song is clearly giving way, acting as a foil to the All-Stars."
"I don't think so. Look at who did the lyrics and music?"
"Ting Yu, that name sounds familiar."
"I usually follow the entertainment industry. This Ting Yu has emerged recently. The top two songs on the hot song chart are his."
"Holy cow, no wonder it's familiar! This is the producer of 'Blue and White Porcelain'!"
"........."
The audience below was in an uproar.
People in the esports circle weren't particularly interested in the entertainment industry. However, "Blue and White Porcelain" and "The Farewell Song" had become breakout hits recently.
Therefore, many people present knew of Ting Yu.
And for this song, "The Lone Warrior," the EG team didn't claim it as their team's theme song.
Instead, they displayed on the big screen that it was dedicated to all the warriors who fought for their beliefs and dreams.
Was this a tribute song?
At the same time.
Inside the internal group chat for Chongqing City.
"Quick, look at the Hero All-Stars!"
"What, you guys still have the mood to play games?"
"Play what, Ting Yu's new song 'The Lone Warrior'!"
"When did Ting Yu join the esports circle?"
"I'll go check. If it's fake news, I'll settle the score with you!"
"Holy cow! It's really him!"
"Holy cow!"
"Holy cow!"
"........."
On stage.
Zhang Wei's heart rate was racing.
He took deep breaths rhythmically, allowing his breath to settle.
Su Yu had given him the opportunity and the stage.
Whether he could escape his destiny as a jinx from here on depended on his performance.
The intro was nearing its end.
The music gradually quieted, leaving only the accompaniment of strings and piano.
"All are brave.
The wound on your forehead, your differences, the mistakes you've made.
All need not be hidden.
Your worn-out doll, your mask, your true self."
For the first line, Zhang Wei unleashed the talent of a singing competition champion.
His deep voice, coupled with a steady chest resonance, instantly drew the audience into the mood.
Combined with the footage of the EG team's previous losses on the big screen, it evoked a sense of unspoken grief in everyone.
It felt like a heavy weight pressing down, giving a feeling of being unable to breathe.
"They say to tame every monster with light.
They say to heal your wounds, no one loves the clown.
Why should loneliness be shameful?
Only imperfections are worth celebrating.
Who says someone covered in mud is not a hero."
What ruthless lyrics!
The audience present and those watching the live stream had only one thought:
The lyrics of this song were too powerful!
Especially the line, "Who says someone covered in mud is not a hero!"
It struck like a heavy hammer in their chests.
On stage, whether it was the EG team or the members of the other teams, they all listened to Zhang Wei's performance with solemn expressions.
As professional players, they understood the loneliness and hardships of a professional career.
"I love your lone walk down dark alleys,
I love your unbent posture,
I love your confrontation with despair,
Your refusal to shed a tear.
I love your tattered clothes,
Yet your dare to block fate's gun,
I love that you are so much like me,
With the same voids."
In this part, Zhang Wei's emotions gradually intensified, and everyone's heartbeats involuntarily quickened with the song.
On the big screen, the EG team, after countless quarter-final appearances, finally reached the grand finals!
Everyone knew what was about to happen, but everyone was eagerly anticipating the final outcome.
The championship trophy shone brightly under the lights, symbolizing the dreams of all professional players and bearing the weight of their youth!
"Shall we go, is it worth it, this ragged cloak?
Shall we fight, fight, with the humblest dreams!
To the whimpers and roars in the dark night!
Who says only those standing in the light are heroes!"
Finally.
At the moment of winning the championship, all the players cheered excitedly on stage.
The energy was electric!
Everyone's emotions were completely ignited; the feeling of triumph, the struggle from the brink of despair countless times, washed over them like waves.
We are the champions!
We are the champions!
The audience, infected by the atmosphere, erupted in a unified cry that echoed throughout the venue.
The EG players' eyes welled up with tears, their heads held high with the pride of champions, gazing forward.
Other professional players also teared up.
And just as everyone's emotions reached their peak.
The music on stage suddenly paused.
The big screen abruptly went black.
*Crack!*
The spotlight extinguished.
The lights gradually dimmed.
Just as everyone thought there was a technical malfunction.
Boom!
A line of special effects text suddenly appeared on the big screen.
[With this song, we pay our highest respects to the heroes fighting on the front lines, who have never given up!]
The font was as heavy as mountains.
Then.
A sequence of footage appeared on the big screen.
Fire!
It was an endless sea of flames.
Everyone was fleeing frantically.
The fire raged,
Carrying thick smoke and deafening explosions.
And within the flames.
Were faintly visible firefighters in fire-resistant suits, wearing oxygen tanks.
They carried the injured in their arms, covered in mud and dust.
After moving the injured to a safe location, they turned back into the inferno without hesitation.
When everyone else was running away, they became the sole reverse flow!
The image froze.
Boom!
A line of text appeared on the screen.
[Who says someone covered in mud is not a hero?]
...
The accompaniment started again.
But the stage remained completely dark.
Zhang Wei's voice rang out once more.
"They say to curb your wildness,
As if to wipe away the dirt.
They say to climb the steps,
At the cost of bowing your head.
Then let me be unable to ride the wind,
You remain proud, with that lone bravery.
Who says those who play with mediocrity are not heroes."
...
Accompanying the song.
The footage on the screen shifted.
It was a deep winter night.
A sanitation worker in a reflective vest, holding a shovel, was clearing accumulated snow from the road.
The camera zoomed in on the sanitation worker's face, red from the cold. He exhaled a cloud of white mist, his calloused hands gripping the icy shovel, his movements never ceasing.
The image froze.
A line of text appeared on the screen.
[Who says those who play with mediocrity are not heroes?]
...
"I love your lone walk down dark alleys,
I love your unbent posture,
I love your confrontation with despair,
Your refusal to shed a tear.
I love your tattered clothes,
Yet your dare to block fate's gun,
I love that you are so much like me,
With the same voids."
This time.
Zhang Wei's voice was no longer restrained; he poured all his strength and emotion into his singing.
The audience, moved by the song and watching the videos on screen, felt a chill run down their spines, their eyes welled up, and tears streamed down their faces involuntarily.
"Shall we go, is it worth it, this ragged cloak?
Shall we fight, fight, with the humblest dreams!
To the whimpers and roars in the dark night!
Who says only those standing in the light are heroes!"
On the screen, the footage shifted again.
It was a fierce car chase.
Police sirens blared urgently.
Violent collisions!
Cars flipping over!
Bang! Bang bang bang!
It was intense gunfire!
No one could see their faces clearly.
But the audience knew who they were and what they were doing!
The gunfire gradually subsided.
Finally, the criminals in the car were handcuffed.
The footage was blurred throughout, but the continuous gunfire struck the audience's hearts.
Boom!
[Who says only those standing in the light are heroes?]
...
At the scene.
The audience could no longer hold back.
Soothing sobs began to arise.
They were moved by the song and the videos, unable to suppress the emotions erupting from within.
Some even hugged those beside them and wept uncontrollably.
"Your imperfections, make you unique.
Your silence, deafening.
I love your lone walk down dark alleys,
I love your unbent posture,
I love your confrontation with despair,
Your refusal to shed a tear.
I love that you come from the wilderness,
Never borrowing anyone's light in your life,
You will build your own city,
Upon the ruins.
Shall we go, go, with the humblest dreams.
Shall we fight, fight, with the loftiest dreams.
To the whimpers and roars in the dark night!
Who says only those standing in the light are heroes..."
In the final section, Zhang Wei used all his might.
He poured out all his emotions, releasing them freely.
His mature singing and emotional control propelled the scene to its ultimate climax!
On the big screen.
The footage continued to change.
Medical personnel on the front lines of epidemic prevention, wearing protective gear.
Volunteer teachers in dilapidated classrooms in poverty-stricken mountainous areas.
Grid workers testing high-voltage cables deep in the mountains.
...
Finally, the footage froze on a group of soldiers guarding the border.
Their bodies stood tall, unwavering in the wind and snow.
Beside them, a flag pole stood erect.
On the flag pole fluttered the red that was ingrained in the hearts of the Chinese people!