TYLOO DRAMA

boutta make me a G2 fan wtf 😿😿😿

son what is he going to do

ill just post it here for u

I used to think I wasn't some irredeemable villain. That sooner or later, this world would let a little luck land on me just once.

I'm trying to figure out where this story even starts. It has to start with CS in 2018. Back then I already knew Viva, Oisaber, Jem a lot of the people who are still all over VCT CN now. I wasn't a pro yet. I envied them badly. I daydreamed about standing on the same stage. Then I actually went looking for that dream, and my first run as a CS pro was a disappointment. But I was 22. I was young. I still had hope.

Then the pandemic put me at home. When it ended, LuoKing and JXR asked me to join TSG Valorant. That was the first time I touched this game. There was no China server yet, so there were no stable events. LuoKing and I bounced through a string of rosters because clubs kept pulling funding.

Then we landed at Lizhi. That was the first time I met nobody and ZmjjKK two freakishly gifted kids who weren't even 20. Kang wasn't 18 yet. We didn't have a coach. After every session we'd review the VODs ourselves and grind aim. Because the dorm and the practice room were separate, we'd walk to the facility every noon under Chengdu's sun. One time Kang slept in and showed up late to a scrim. I tore into him. I said everyone else is already practicing if you don't, what makes you think we' re the ones who get to win? Thinking about it now is almost funny. The kid I yelled at became a franchise player. Lizhi stayed top three in China, and that's when someone came to me about match-fixing. I was still broke. I said no. I wasn't going to wipe out four kids' futures for my own pocket. They were the hope.

A few months later the China server still hadn't arrived, and Lizhi folded. Kang and Wang Senxu went to EDG, the biggest club in the country. After Q9 couldn't keep the project alive, LuoKing and I ended up on a new team: Kone. Money was tight, so we were stuck training online a lot. The guys were professionals though, so results stayed stable. There was still light in my eyes then. Practice didn't feel empty. I just kept going, telling myself it would be fine once the server launched. Back-to-back grand final losses to EDG still punched a hole in me. But those two runner-up finishes gave us our first real shot at an international stage. We failed. I still believed there was a future.

Then came the Tokyo Masters qualifier. Kone finished third one step short. The team disbanded because the China server was finally coming. That night, it felt like the dark was finally ending. I had offers from several of the best orgs in the country. I chose EDG. It felt like the safest road onto the world stage. I still remember the GM locking me in the medical room, asking me to join the coaching staff, promising me 3% of the Champions skin revenue. That was the first time I ever heard the words "Champions split." I didn't mishear it.

EDG had just dropped the domestic title to ASE. I told Wuhou and Muggle: I'm here. From now on we win. Wuhou bumped my fist and said he believed me. Before Tokyo we took the domestic trophy back. Then the club told me I'd joined too late I wasn' t going to Tokyo. They promised Los Angeles. I said okay. I told the guys to go get CN its first international win. I stayed at the base alone, reviewing and drawing maps for them online every day. That's when I came up with the Gekko double-initiator, double-smoke Bind system. Teams all over the world copied it. I was proud of that for a long time. I thought that was the start of my luck.

Then the EDG boys in Tokyo made the world notice CN, and notice EDG. When they came home, fans waited at the gate every day for photos. That's how the little story happened where people thought I was security. Nobody knew who I was.

A month later we won my first LAN title CQ. I thought, finally, the world stage. Everyone was doing visas. The club said Riot only sent eight core-member invites. Mine wasn't in there. They tried to rush one. I never made it to LA. I still thought life had another door, because VCT CN was only just beginning.

At the end of that year I left to chase the player dream again. Not many clubs wanted a 27-year-old. AG took me. I'm still grateful to Feijie and Master for giving me that chance. After I joined I pushed to bring Xie in as coach the first time he coached me. AG kept dying in the playoff top six. When the contract ended they didn't renew. I still thought there was light ahead, because

Viva and Stew had invited me to JDG. It didn't work out. And then EDG's Champions prize money finally landed. The 3% we'd agreed on became 1.5%. I had no way to prove otherwise. Muggle and the GM scraped together 15,000 RMB for me. I'm still grateful. I still thought there was light on the road.

After that, on the GM's recommendation and an invite from TYLOO's management, I brought Xie with me and started coaching. TYLOO hadn't made playoffs all year. They were a basement team. I told them Rome wasn't built in a day. Kickoff and Stage 1, we won one match total. This chapter didn't get a clean opening either. Then Sun Kelun filed a transfer request. Xie and I sat in his room all night talking him down. In the middle of the night I called the two top bosses Zige and Rongye and told them if TYLOO ever wanted a title, they could not let Sun Kelun walk. A few days later Rongye and Feimao came to me and asked me to step back onto the roster, because the team was struggling and zjc was transferring to EDG. I sat with it a long time and said yes. Head coach went to Xie. I also asked the club for a 150,000 RMB signing fee to come back as a player. Rongye agreed. That time he kept his word. The club asked us to find a strong import. Xie and I locked onto Splash. I told every agent and every org the same thing: this kid is gifted, but he has to learn Chinese for real, because communication is the price of a title. He wasn' t 18 yet. We died in the playoff top six again. I ripped into some players over certain things. That might be the worst part of me. I still thought next year would be there, because more talented kids were walking onto this stage.

The next year Moses turned 18 and we moved houses. I spoke the best English on the team, so I roomed with him. Billy and Xie' s English were limited, so after every review and every map talk I had to translate the whole thing again and check that Moses actually understood. It was exhausting. I did it anyway. That was the promise I'd made to his agent and his family. They wanted him to become what Kang became. Then Xiaozhi got called up. Suddenly we had three young players: Yuecai, Xiaozhi, and Moses. Sometimes after a scrim and a review I'd go through it again in English with Moses. Sometimes I'd give Xiaozhi and Yuecai extra round advice and personal VOD work. Looking back I don't even know what I was doing it for. At Kickoff in Guangzhou I felt like I'd found the old version of myself. Then Moses whiffed four shots and it felt like they hit me in the chest. In team comms he kept saying "Let me play." Later, in a hotel room, I told him: I know you're a monster, but if you want to win you have to use the team. You can't just play for yourself. I think he heard it.

In Beijing the fights started. Xiaozhi kept getting cooked for over-peeling in clutches. Once Sun Kelun and I both tore into him. Maybe we shouldn't have. I also blew up in Beijing over Haven and Pearl I wanted Phoenix/Neon, the room didn't. We kept exploding. Looking back, I was probably wrong. After another top-six exit in Beijing playoffs I said I was done playing. I wanted to step down. Rongye agreed and thanked me, sincerely. I told him I wanted to try streaming collect a coaching salary and ride two horses at once. Zige once said I wanted it both ways. I took that as honest advice and tried to think it through. In that same stretch I fought the team again. First: our eco-round comeback rate in Stage 1 was brutal, so I said stop buying Guardian on ecos. Sun Kelun said, "Now you want to police what gun I buy? If I can kill someone with it, isn't that enough?" Then in scrims and Evolution Cup we still got flipped a few times. I said it again, harder: TYLOO does not buy Guardian on eco. We fought again. After I stepped down there was no IGL. Billy and Xie both didn't want to buy Xiaofei, but their alternatives didn't get owner support. That night Feimao and I called Zige and Rongye with three options. The owners picked buying Xiaofei. Before he joined I sat him in my room and walked him through how I see the game and how this team is supposed to work. He said he agreed. It was just the two of us, then Rongye came in for a bit. The next day Xiaofei signed.

Right before Stage 2 prep June, I think I had a nasty fight with Billy. I thought our Haven personnel needed Jett/Waylay. He pulled a Fut VOD as proof. I said that example was garbage Fut is a freestyle team, and that round was a bad round. I said that round Fut looked stupid and they only won because they hit their shots.

The last blowup was over wanting Xiaozhi back on smokes and Sun Kelun on duelist. We smoked two or three cigarettes in the kitchen and held a meeting until we had a consensus. It still started from both sides just barely putting up with each other.

Then Feimao found me and said they wanted to start the streaming process early. I thought they were cutting me. I lost it and tore into him, then texted both owners. They told me to calm down it wasn't a termination, they just wanted me separated from the group for a while, paid leave. I accepted.

After Changsha I realized streaming probably wasn't my road. Over crayfish in Shanghai I told Rongye I wanted to keep coaching. He wanted me to keep resting the team was fine, watch and wait. I said okay. Then I asked: what if we actually make Worlds? He promised I could stand on that stage as a coach. I left that dinner full of it.

The last two days in Chengdu I flew in early. If the boys were really taking me to Worlds I should be there. Another part of me thought: you were isolated, don't go see them. And yeah, maybe there was a little "can this roster even do it without me" rubbernecking in there too. They won the title. I showed up anyway. Uninvited. When we took the trophy photo I borrowed a championship ring. The official on stage needed it back in a hurry and told me there was never a ring for me in that set. I smiled through it and finished the picture. Rongye told me that besides the people on stage, I deserved that ring most. He said the paperwork was already moving. Worlds would include me. I was euphoric.

Then Zige said he wanted to talk. We sat across from each other in a Chengdu teahouse. He said if they took me to Worlds it would be unfair to Billy, unfair to everyone. I was furious. I cried and told him TYLOO does not win this title without me. He said if I really wanted to be part of this team I shouldn't have been playing other games every day while I was "resting," I shouldn' t have wanted it both ways from the start, and I shouldn't have walked into the arena without a word. So there was no Worlds for me. Overnight I became the tumor they'd cut out of the group, and the guy who'd offended the owner.

Back in Shanghai, Rongye came to see me. I told him Zige had already said I wasn't going. I understood. I respected it. I still couldn't swallow it. There was nothing I could change. I asked for the remaining contract money and the Champions-related bonuses around 200-300k RMB. Rongye said no problem. I said I knew they were terminating me; I just wanted to stay a little longer. He said that was fine too.

The next day Feimao called me down to the basement with a smirk and asked what made me think I deserved Worlds money. From July 1st I hadn't been in practice. This title had nothing to do with me. I said some things compound. We laid the bricks of this house together. I didn't put the roof on. That doesn't mean the earlier work is zero. He asked if I hadn't been collecting a salary every month. Plus the club had already overpaid a 150k signing fee, plus two months of paid leave. I said I never asked to leave. He said it was already decided. He also said I was the one who laid the bricks crooked that's why Xiaozhi and Yuecai were stressed and played poorly. Now they'd found the right people and finished the house, so there was nothing left for me.

I know that was probably Zige's logic coming out of someone else's mouth. I texted Zige. He never answered again. I went to Rongye. He said he'd originally agreed to pay me, then things changed and he didn't know. Tonight at 8 p.m., Feimao formally moved to terminate and told me to be out of the base by Tuesday.

There are a lot of things I'd rather just stay quiet about. I know what I did. I got things wrong. That does not mean I never got anything right.

I'm not interested in litigating every right and wrong anymore. I made one last offer: help Xie and Billy prep for the offline event without being on site, without touching the locker-room atmosphere. Feimao said the decision was already made. There is no Worlds for me.

That's the whole story of sword9. Looking back, I remember all of it too clearly. Every time I still thought I could see a little hope in this world, so I charged that stage again, and again, and again. I ended up with neither the name nor the money.

These last few days I kept thinking: if the world treated me this cruelly, I should answer even more cruelly. In the end I didn't. Maybe I actually remembered what my teacher said. Be someone who doesn't harm society.

Thank you to everyone I met in this world. Thank you for showing up in mine. I hope this world holds all of you gently.