Chapter 331 Tan Yu's Theory
Chapter 331 Tan Yu's Theory
Lu Ran remembered that he had indeed joked with Tan Yu before, saying that he could start live streaming and play games to boost the popularity of "League of Legends".
But he was just saying it casually at the time, and he didn't expect Tan Yu to actually take it seriously.
Moreover, looking at the title of the live stream—"Human vs. Machine Tutorial"—Lu Ran couldn't help but laugh.
What's so educational about playing against AI in a one-player game? Isn't it just about bullying the AI in front of the computer?
He glanced at the number of viewers in the live stream.
Six hundred and thirty thousand.
This number is higher than that of most top streamers on TUTU.
Lu Ran was stunned for a moment, then realized that Tan Yu was an artist under Xingyao Entertainment and already had a fan base.
When his fans heard he was going to stream himself playing games, they immediately flocked to support him.
While 630,000 is a high sum, it's not outrageous when applied to Tan Yu.
After all, Tan Yu is considered a second-tier celebrity or idol.
He clicked into the live stream.
In the video, Tan Yu is sitting in a gaming chair, wearing headphones, with the League of Legends game interface displayed on the screen in front of him.
He was wearing a black hoodie today, and his hair was unkempt, making him look like he had just gotten out of bed.
But it was precisely this unkempt appearance that made the female fans in the live chat even more excited.
"The young master is so handsome!"
"She looks amazing even without makeup; no wonder she's the face of Xingyao!"
"Tan Yu, Tan Yu, I love you!"
Lu Ran looked at the screen full of comments and his lips twitched.
He glanced at the game interface and saw that Tan Yu was selecting a hero.
The mouse hovered over the hero list, finally stopping on a warrior wielding a greatsword and wearing golden armor.
Garen.
"Brothers, for our first game today, let's go for something simple and straightforward," Tan Yu said into the microphone, his voice brimming with confidence. "Demacian Might, a recommended hero for beginners. Simple to operate, explosive damage, perfect for newbies. Today, we'll use this hero to show you what a true top lane overlord is all about."
The live chat was filled with comments like "666", "Prince is awesome", and "Garen can be played in such a creative way?"
Lu Ran leaned back in his chair, a slight smile playing on his lips.
This kid's got a good tongue.
The game has finished loading, and Tan Yu's Garen is standing in the blue team's fountain.
While buying equipment, he explained, "For starting items, I recommend brothers buy boots and four health potions. Why boots? Because they make you run faster. Why run faster? Because you can catch up with people if you run fast, and you can escape if you run fast. In League of Legends, you can only deal damage if you're alive; if you die, you can only watch black and white TV."
Lu Ran listened to this theory and couldn't help but nod.
Although the combination of straw sandals and four red potions is not the optimal build, Tan Yu's reasoning is correct.
For beginners, survival is indeed more important than output.
Tan Yu controlled Garen to go to the bottom lane.
Lu Ran raised an eyebrow when he saw his movement.
This is not the route to the starting point.
"Brothers, I'm going bottom lane this game," Tan Yu explained as he walked. "Why bottom lane? Because it's easier to play against bots in bottom lane. I've studied it; in bot mode, the enemy bottom lane usually has a marksman and a support, two squishy champions. Garen against squishy champions is like bullying your own children, isn't it?"
Someone in the live chat asked, "Prince, isn't Garen more suitable for the top lane?"
Tan Yu saw this comment and shook his head: "It's suitable, but those two bots in the top lane, one a warrior and the other a tank, will be tough to fight. We play against bots for fun. If you pick Garen to play top lane, you'll be fighting two tanks for ages, won't you get tired? Bot lane is much better, just go up there, and two squishy champions are gone."
Upon hearing this, Lu Ran couldn't help but laugh out loud.
This kid has a whole bunch of twisted logic, but when you think about it carefully, it actually makes sense.
Tan Yu led Garen to the vicinity of the bottom lane's first tower, but instead of going directly to the lane, he turned a corner and disappeared into the bushes near the enemy's turret.
Lu Ran's eyes lit up when he saw this action.
He was all too familiar with this tactic.
The first-level man-pulling machine is brought into the tower.
He used this same trick when he first taught Shen Yuege how to play.
Tan Yu crouched in the grass, waiting quietly.
The two bots on the other side—Anhe and Sona—swaggered over along the minion wave.
"Brothers, watch closely, this lesson is about to begin." Tan Yu lowered his voice, as if he were doing something shady. "Let's not move yet. I'll go out and seduce them when they come over."
Before Ashe and Sona reached the outer tower of their base, Tan Yu peeked out from the bushes.
Tan Yu controlled Garen to walk out of the bushes, showed his face in front of the two AI opponents, and then turned and ran away.
The two AI opponents caught up as expected.
"That's just how smart the AI is. If you wave it in front of it, it'll go wild like it's eaten a whole pack of gum, it just won't stop," Tan Yu explained as he ran, his tone as relaxed as if he were taking a stroll. "What we need to do now is lure them under the tower and let the tower do the work for us."
He took a long detour, leading two bots around the jungle for quite a while, and finally circled around from the entrance of his own jungle into the turret's attack range.
The turret began its attack, and a red beam struck Ashe, instantly taking away nearly a third of her health.
Tan Yu didn't rush to attack. Instead, he took a step back, letting the turret hit him a couple more times, before turning around to attack.
Because Tan Yu had already given each of the two heroes a basic attack during the skirmish, he wasn't worried about the turret stealing the kill. Instead, he had to be wary of his teammates on the same bottom lane stealing the kill.
"Brothers, timing your kills is crucial," he said. "You need to save your key skills for when they're low on health, making sure your damage is enough to kill them instantly. That way, the kill is yours, and the tower damage isn't wasted—perfect."
As he spoke, Garen used his Q skill to silence Ashe, followed by a lightning-fast auto-attack, securing the kill on Sona.
First Blood!
Double Kill!
"See that?" Tan Yu slapped the table. "That's professionalism. Heads in hand, tower not wasted."
Working. A win-win situation.
The comments section was filled with "666", "Prince is awesome", and "This tutorial is perfect".
Lu Ran stared at the screen, unable to suppress the smile on his lips.
This kid is actually pretty good.
It's not that his technique is particularly good, but rather that he knows how to make something simple interesting. His explanations aren't dry lectures; instead, they have a roguish charm and a sense of humor that makes you want to keep watching.
Moreover, the maneuver he executed to pull the bot into the tower was indeed very smooth.
His positioning, timing, and distance were all perfectly executed, something a novice couldn't do.
Lu Ran didn't know whether Tan Yu figured it out on his own or learned it from watching other people's videos.
Regardless, the fact that Tan Yu was able to master this AI strategy to this extent in such a short time shows that he does indeed have a talent for the game.
For the next ten minutes or so, Tan Yu played and explained at the same time, going through the hero Garen in detail, from skill introduction to item build, from laning techniques to team fight positioning.
His skills aren't top-tier, but they're more than enough to beat bots.
By the 20-minute mark, his record had reached 38 kills, 0 deaths, and 0 assists.
"Brothers, look at this stat line." Tan Yu pointed to the top right corner of the screen, "Thirty-eight kills, zero deaths, and zero assists. Do you know what that means? It means I not only crushed the enemy team, but I also never died. That's true dominance."
Someone in the live chat asked, "Young Master, what does 'zero assists' mean?"
Tan Yu chuckled when he saw this comment: "Zero assists means that I killed the entire opposing team by myself, and my teammates couldn't even get a single kill."
What does this mean? It means I killed too quickly; before my teammates even had a chance to get the kills, the enemy was already down.
This is the difference in strength.
Seeing this, Lu Ran finally couldn't hold back any longer and typed a line in the comments:
"Zero assists means you never cooperate with your teammates."
There were so many comments that Tan Yu didn't notice this one at first.
However, Lu Ran's account has a verified badge, with a golden V next to his ID, making him stand out among a bunch of ordinary bullet comments.
Tan Yu glanced at the bullet comment section and suddenly his eyes widened.
"Holy crap? Brother Lu?"
He jumped up from his gaming chair, leaned close to the screen for several seconds, and made sure he wasn't seeing things.
"Brother Lu, are you watching my live stream? Really?"
The live chat exploded instantly.
"Lu Ran? Which Lu Ran?"
"That Lu Ran from TUTU?"
"Founder of Tutu Technology? Really?"
"If the young master calls him Brother Lu, then it must be true!"
Tan Yu sat back in his chair, rubbed his hands together, and his expression became tense, like a student who had been suddenly called on by the teacher to answer a question.
"Brother Lu, when did you come in? Why didn't you tell me? I could have gotten ready."
Lu Ran replied in the live chat: "I just joined not long ago. Watching you teach, you're doing a good job."
Upon seeing this comment, Tan Yu's expression shifted from nervousness to smugness, before he tried to feign humility.
"Oh, not at all, just talking casually. Brother Lu, please give me some pointers. Tell me directly if I said anything wrong."
Lu Ran thought for a moment, then casually typed a line in the comments: "Could you elaborate on your 'kill whenever possible' theory?"
Tan Yu's eyes lit up when he saw this comment.
"Brother Lu, that's a good question!" He cleared his throat, sat up straight, and said as if he were about to give a speech, "Brothers, since Brother Lu has asked, I'll talk to you about the art of 'K-head'."
He opened the shop and, while buying equipment, said, "Many people think that stealing kills from teammates is selfish and that it will affect team harmony. But I want to tell you that this idea is wrong, naive, and not conducive to ranking up."
He paused, then held up one finger: "First, whether the kill is in your hands or your teammate's, the effect is the same. The enemy team loses one less player, and your team gains more gold. Since the effect is the same, why can't it be in your hands?"
"Secondly, if you get kills, you'll get your gear faster. Once you're geared up, you can get more kills. The more kills you get, the more likely you are to carry your teammates to victory. If you've already won, will your teammates care how many kills you took from them? No. Because winning the game is the ultimate goal."
"Third, and most importantly—" he lowered his voice, his expression turning serious, "You never know if your teammate is a liability. You give them the kill, they take the gold, and then feed the enemy. Aren't you at a disadvantage? So, instead of leaving your fate in someone else's hands, it's better to take control of your economy."
The comments section was filled with phrases like "philosopher," "the prince is right," and "K-head is justice."
Lu Ran couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the comments.
Tan Yu's theory would definitely be flawed in professional competitions.
However, in casual games, especially in lower ranks, there is actually some truth to this.
You never know what your teammates will do next.
Instead of trusting your teammates, trust yourself.
"And another thing," Tan Yu continued, "besides taking the blame, I also want to teach the brothers an important survival skill—passing the buck."
Lu Ran's lips twitched when he heard this word.
This kid is getting bolder and bolder.
"Brothers, have you ever encountered this situation?" Tan Yu's expression became more animated. "You're playing well, and suddenly your teammate feeds, and the enemy takes advantage of the situation to secure Baron Nashor and push down your high ground. At this moment, your teammate types in the chat: 'Why aren't you following up with the mid laner?'"
He mimicked that questioning tone perfectly, his expression spot-on.
"What will you do then? If you say 'it's my fault, it's my fault,' then you'll be stuck with this blame. No matter what happens from now on, it will always be your fault."
He shook his head, raised his index finger and wagged it: "The right thing to do is to strike first. Before he even speaks, type a message like: 'Jungler, why aren't you controlling the dragon?' or 'Support, where are your wards?' or 'Top laner, where's your teleport?'"
"Remember, when it comes to shifting blame, whoever does it first wins. The faster you shift it, the less likely you are to get blamed. Even if you didn't play well this round, as long as you shift the blame quickly enough, your teammates' attention will be diverted, and you'll successfully escape the situation."
The comments section was already filled with laughter.
"Young Master, are you a devil?"
"I've learned it, I'll never take the blame again."
"Is this a tutorial on human-machine interaction or a tutorial on shifting blame?"
Lu Ran leaned back in his chair, laughing so hard his right leg trembled a few times.
Tan Yu is such a waste of his talent not to be a stand-up comedian.
"Of course," Tan Yu changed the subject, "there's an art to shifting blame. You can't just blindly shift it, or you'll look like an idiot. You have to shift it logically and with evidence, so your teammates think you're right and that the problem really isn't your fault."
"For example, if you die ten times in a game, you can't just say, 'Support, where are your wards?' You have to say, 'Support, if you had placed a ward in the river earlier, I wouldn't have died this wave.' See? You attribute your deaths to the specific thing that the support didn't place wards. That way, it doesn't sound like you're shifting blame, but rather like you're reviewing the game."
Someone in the chat asked, "What if the support builds a ward?"
Tan Yu remained unfazed: "Then I'll say, 'Support, you placed that ward in the wrong spot. What's the point of putting it here? Did you see the enemy coming around from that side?' Remember, you can't shift the blame forever. If you want to, you can always find an angle."
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