Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

"Let us once again congratulate the champion of this year's PUBG Classic - SOD..."

Standing on the podium, Zhao Qichen held up the championship trophy together with the three comrades beside him, watching the golden ribbon slowly falling above his head. At this moment, there was thunderous applause.

Thoughts go back a few minutes.

The last member of HG, mungo, was defeated by Zhao Qichen, and the game finally came to an end.

In the final result of the competition, SOD23 won the championship of the elite competition. When all the dust settled, the old wolf stood up and embraced his teammates with tears in his eyes.

"When you cry, you should think about it. There are countless media cameras targeting you right now."

Zhao Qichen's tone was teasing, and he reached out and patted Lao Lang on the shoulder.

"This is the basic operation of small competitions, don't cry, don't cry, there will be more champions like this after you follow Fat Lord."

The old wolf finally laughed through his tears, and wiped his eyes in embarrassment.

"This is my debut match, can't you let me immerse myself in my emotions?"

"Stop talking too much and get ready to shake hands."

There is an unwritten rule in e-sports competitions. The winning team should take the initiative to shake hands with the losing team to show respect. The horse monkey looked at the excited state of the old wolf and reminded them.

The competition seats of the two teams were separated by a distance from the central stage. Zhao Qichen led the team out of the closed competition area and walked in the direction of HG.

As soon as I left the competition area, I heard screams and flashes of countless cameras in the stadium.

"It's the championship treatment, it's kind of real."

Ma Hou was at the back of the line and spoke in a voice that all four of them could hear.

This couldn't help but remind Zhao Qichen and Xiaopang of the national competition.

Everyone's focus is on the winning Mars, and no one will pay attention to the situation of the losing team.

There will only be endless responsibilities and abuse...

Walking to the HG competition area, Zhao Qichen finally saw the player whose game ID is mungo.

It was a bit unexpected, Zhao Qichen thought that he would be a young man with some qualifications, but the reality was that the one in front of him was just a handsome young man.

Although surprised in his heart, Zhao Qichen's face remained calm.

"You are strong."

Just when Zhao Qichen withdrew the hand he held with mungo, this sentence suddenly sounded in his ears.

"You're not bad either."

Zhao Qichen raised the corners of his mouth and opened his lips slightly.

The boy with black-rimmed glasses watched Zhao Qichen's leaving back, and secretly clenched his fists.

……

Post-match interview session.

As the manager of the SOD team, Lin Qiuran also attended this interview.

A few people were sitting in the interview booth, except for Zhao Qichen and Lin Qiuran, whose expressions were a little calmer, and even the horse monkey, who had always been the most stable in the trio, began to feel weak.

Lin Qiuran didn't feel nervous because he had accepted a lot of interviews, big and small, while Zhao Qichen sat next to Lin Qiuran with a cold expression, as if completely ignoring the reporters.

But Zhao Qichen is the captain of SOD after all. After three days, his performance was excellent and stable. Coupled with his already durable appearance, there is no doubt that the focus of the reporter's interviews was basically on him.

"This question is for the sunshine player. As the soul of SOD, how do you make tactical arrangements during the game?"

"say."

"Sunshine player, how do you evaluate your performance these days?"

"good."

"Under the imperfect management system of SOD, will there be any flaws in the quality of life of the team members?"

"I can't die of hunger."

……

Not only the reporter, but even Lin Qiuran, who was listening on the sidelines, felt embarrassed by the capitalization.

Fatty watched Zhao Qichen's questions one after another, and couldn't help muttering:
"Don't ask us a single question, we were so nervous before..."

After hearing this, Lin Qiuran couldn't help but smile helplessly.

"This question is for the team manager of SOD—as a woman, how do you persist in managing the team well?"

The questioner was a male reporter, and when he said the word "female", his tone was a bit ambiguous.

Lin Qiuran heard his emphasis on gender from the tone of the reporter who asked the question. The smile that was patiently accepting the interview gradually disappeared. She couldn't help frowning and replied:
"The responsibility lies. And e-sports must be a male thing? You might as well go into the stadium and see how many female gamers who love e-sports are cheering for their heroes."

Lin Qiuran showed no mercy, and immediately turned to another media reporter after saying this.

The male reporter's obscene smile froze in an instant. He put down the recording pen in his hand embarrassingly, and gave way in desperation.

"Since you dare to question our Manager Ran Ran, you are simply tired of your job."

Xiaopang sneered from the side, and couldn't help but want to like Lin Qiuran's answer just now.

Because the first few media outlets had run into a wall with Zhao Qichen, the latter also learned the lesson and began to take side-by-side attacks from the other three players.

"The question is for SOD's rookie player Lao Lang—now as a starting player, would you please evaluate the performance of captain sunshine?"

As soon as the question was asked, Lin Qiuran had to admire it. These reporters deserved to eat this bowl of rice exclusively, and the way of asking questions was really tricky.

He couldn't get a substantive answer from the master, so he tried to find a way to start with the team members.

And what's even more frightening is that the trio didn't notice it at all.The following questions basically revolved around Zhao Qichen, but the answers from several people were honest and sincere.

"The captain belongs to that strict type. After I became a regular, he gave me a lot of encouragement and help. I am very grateful to him."

"Mahou Shaojiu, as the team's medical soldier, are you often coerced into giving large amounts of medicine to sunshine players?"

"No, the captain is the one who has the least demand for medicines among the few... But Xiaopang, his needs are relatively large, and you should be able to feel it from his size."

"Excuse me, chubby player, as the team's orthodox assault position, won't you have any objections to sunshine's overreach?"

"Opinion? Of course I have an opinion, but what if I have an opinion? When I have an opinion, he will use his marksmanship to rub me against the ground..."

Lin Qiuran listened, feeling a little helpless.

After all, this is the first time they have attended an interview as champions, and it is normal not to understand these twists and turns.

It seems that after I go back, I have to teach them the skills of interviewing.

Just as Lin Qiuran was thinking about it, the phone in the bag vibrated.

Taking advantage of the fact that there are no questions to ask herself, Lin Qiuran quickly turned on the phone, avoiding the camera and looking down.

【Sister Ran Ran, everything is ready qaq】

This is a WeChat instant message, and the sender is Xiaohong.

Looking at the short words, Lin Qiuran slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.